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Chapter 29 Late Night Hand Talk, Summary!

in the room.

Chen Xiaoer yawned sleepily.

"...Uh, Second Sister, it's late at night, what can you do?"

Speechless, he looked at Chen Cheng who was sitting in front of him without saying a word, just drinking cup after cup of tea.

After a day of tossing, Chen Xiaoer said that he was really tired.

I went to the White Horse Academy early in the morning, riding a carriage on the way, my lower body was almost knocked apart.

When he came back, he played games with the behind-the-scenes masters in the air, worked hard, and finally followed Chen Changshou to the capital.

Already physically and mentally exhausted, okay?
Chen Cheng put down his teacup and poured himself another cup.

Chen and Xiao are already numb.

Can we just talk straight?I really don't want to fight hard.

"...Brother, why don't we have a hand-to-hand discussion."

What?Chen Xiaoer almost thought that he had heard wrongly, so let's talk about it?

This big night?Do you think it is very romantic to talk with candles in front of the window in the dead of night?

"Brother seems to be tired, talking with hands is refreshing... Brother, go get the chessboard?" Chen Cheng raised his eyelids slightly.

The flickering candlelight in front of the window illuminated her serious and sharp face transparently and delicately.

Refresh yourself, refresh yourself!

Would you like to hear what you said?Don't go to sleep when you are tired, but think about refreshing?

However, after seeing that this old-fashioned young girl had the intention of continuing to drink instead of talking,

In order to go to bed early!Chen Xiaoer still gave in.

Confucianism pays attention to the gentleman's self-cultivation.

Chen Changshou, as a fourth-rank Confucian, naturally kept such things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at home.

Whether it is a guest room or a courtyard of each room, these things are necessities.

Chen Xiaoer took out the chessboard and pieces from the chess box.

"...Yili, you and I are brothers and sisters. The eldest brother is the elder brother, so I hold the black stones, and the eldest brother holds the white stones."

"Brother wants to give way to younger sister, and Heizi will go first. Do you have any doubts?" Chen Cheng looked at Chen Xiaoer.

"Shouldn't you guess first?" Chen Xiaoer was stunned.

"...Brothers and sisters talk by hand, it's an exchange of love and affection, there is no game fighting, there is no need."

This solemn and serious talk is really tiring.

Chen Xiaoer was too lazy to talk nonsense on such trivial matters, so he started the game hastily, then conceded defeat and went to bed.

Beautiful!
Thinking about it, Chen Xiaoer directly took the wooden box containing the white chess pieces, yawned, and said:
"……let's start."

"clatter!"

A son fell, Tianyuan!

"...Tianyuan?" Chen Xiaoer, who was originally teary and drowsy, frowned slightly.

Take Tianyuan first, the foundation is unstable, and it is not conducive to preemption.

One step at Tianyuan, this is not only a manifestation of arrogance and greed, but also disrespect for the opponent.

Isn't it about exchanging brother and sister friendship?How about you just give a blow when you come up here?

Chen Xiaoer took a breath and pulled himself together.

How can I say that I am also your brother, so you don't take care of my face.

Brother is very angry, the consequences are very serious, sister!

"clatter!"

One son takes the corner first.

"... Da!" The girl raised her eyes and glanced at Chen Xiaoer.

A son fell silently, next to Tian Yuan.

"clatter!"

Chen Xiaoer dropped another son.

"clatter!"

"Da da!"

The night is quiet,

In front of the small courtyard window, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the figures of the two on the wall.

After fifteen breaths,

Chen Cheng, who was dressed in a dark green robe, raised his hand and put down the chess pieces.

With lowered eyes, he said, "Brother, you lost."

"What?" Chen Xiaoer, who had lost all sleepiness, was concentrating on getting ready for a fight.

As a result, I heard myself lose in less than a minute?

"...Don't make trouble!" Chen Xiaoer rolled his eyes.

"I have seized the natural danger, and the chess game has just begun. And you are doomed to face the enemy..."

"If you say you lose, you lose, right?"

I have already occupied a corner of the natural danger, this is a battleground on the chessboard, okay!
Looking at Chen Cheng again, he was under Hu's hands at all.

What is the use of laying out a horizontal line formed by connecting five sons?Do you think this is playing backgammon?
and many more!

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoer had a bad premonition.

Looking at the expressionless old girl, after taking a deep breath, he tentatively said:

"... backgammon?"

"Otherwise?" Chen Cheng took it for granted, and said:

"... Didn't elder brother see me playing chess with Fugui this morning?"

"But didn't you say it was a hand talk?"

Hand talk, talking about Go!
"As long as it's a competition of chess and card wisdom, you can talk about it with your fingers. Big brother's knowledge is a bit superficial."

Tsk!Chen Xiaoer's liver hurts!
The key is that there is nothing wrong with what she said, and "hand talk" is really not exclusive to Go.

But, it's just very angry!

"...Okay." Chen Xiaoer gave up.

Comforting myself in my heart, the old cost of girls is not normal, I should get used to it, just get used to it, ha!

"Second sister is looking for me for something?"

Chen Xiaoer didn't plan to consume it any longer, if he continued to consume it, he would suffer from a nervous breakdown.

Chen Cheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then asked casually, "Brother, is he going to join the White Horse Academy?"

White Horse Academy?

Chen Xiaoer understood in his heart, and also knew the purpose of Chen Cheng's coming to find him.

I don't want to get involved in your fights.Chen Xiaoer shook his head in denial, saying:

"...No! Just to thank Dean Murong, this is what my father meant."

Hearing that the eldest brother did not join the White Horse Academy, Chen Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he was slightly relieved.

Nodding his head, he said, "Not bad."

"Father let me go to the Imperial College at the beginning. Wealthy and rich people went to White Horse Academy, with the intention of keeping a bowl of water level."

"This shows that my Chen family does not choose to stand in line."

"But my father is a great Confucian, but he doesn't know how to lead by example. He doesn't understand what is the heaven, earth, monarch, relative and teacher..."

"The demon concubine harmed the country, disregarded ethics, and led to the collapse of etiquette and music. If things go on like this, the country will be ruined..."

Chen Xiaoer rubbed his brows, headache!
Confucianism and Taoism in the Shengyang Dynasty split into two factions, one supporting the little emperor and the other supporting the concubine.

First there was the White Horse Academy,

An attitude of treating oneself as one's own, trying to bundle propaganda.

Then there was his own younger sister, the female supervisor of the Imperial College, who even came to the door in person, trying to brainwash her.

The purpose speaks for itself!

Nothing more than those poems.

Apparently, the Imperial College received some rumors that they were afraid of the rise of the White Horse Academy.

Once the White Horse Academy rises and continues on the path of Confucianism and Taoism, it will be a disaster for Guozijian.

Among the Confucian scholars in the world, who doesn't yearn for the future of Confucianism and Taoism?
At this time, Chen Cheng stood up and walked away, then bowed and said, "I hope that big brother can grant me a request."

"Tell me about it." Chen Xiaoer said helplessly.

Needless to say, he knew what Chen Cheng was going to do.

"...I don't ask my brother to stand in line, I just hope that my brother can stabilize the situation and maintain a balance."

"The Confucianism dispute, we will resolve it ourselves."

As he spoke, he took out a book of poems from his cuff and handed it over.

Sure enough, it was for these poems... Chen Xiaoer took the book of poems, pondered for a while, and suddenly made a decision.

One is connected, and two are connected.

Anyway, I don't plan to participate in the Confucianism struggle, if I help Guozijian this time.

It can be regarded as expressing his position.

On one side is the White Horse Academy, where the concubine supports the platform, and on the other side is the Imperial College where the imperial power is supreme.

Neither of them wanted to offend.

……Um.Of course not afraid!

It's not necessary, and I don't want to get involved in unnecessary trouble.

If there is no accident, my next focus will be on Dali Temple.

But I don't have time to accompany this group of Confucian scholars fighting for power and profit.

The rise and fall of Confucianism and Taoism has a hammer relationship with me?I am not practicing Confucianism or Taoism.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoer said simply:

"The poems I made inexplicably in grief that day, if I want to complete them, it will probably take some time."

"Well, when it is completed, I will hand it over to you."

As he said that, seeing Chen Cheng open his mouth, Chen Xiaoer hastily added:
"Second sister, don't worry, she will definitely not treat one more favorably than another!"

"...Thank you bro."

Chen Cheng left contentedly.

However, Chen Xiaoer suffered from insomnia... After turning off the lights, Chen Xiaoer lay stretched out on the bed.

The moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.

With the moonlight shining in from the window, Chen Xiaoer stared at the roof, tapped his belly with his fingers, and made a conclusion silently in his heart...

The assassination is considered to be over for the time being.

The crisis in the mansion has been resolved. After this incident, Dad will definitely strengthen the guard.

A series of assassinations, except for the assassination of the second sister whose reason is unknown, the purpose of the other two groups' assassinations is clear.

I just want to force my father to stand in line...

...and then Jiang Chuan.After this incident, the kid was recognized.

The name of the young god catcher is likely to resound in the capital soon.

Let's put aside the matter of the Confucianism sect... There is no rush!I just need to make up a song or two every few days.

It's not a slip of the tongue...

It's inexplicable!I have no love for White Horse Academy at all, nor do I want to join Confucianism...

Why thank them?
Forget it, sophistication is inherently complicated.It's not bad to make friends with the Confucianism...

Besides, I also want to see what the realm above the ninth rank of Confucianism and Taoism is like.

If Confucianism and Taoism have the ninth rank, is there also a realm for martial arts and Taoism?
Ok……

Completing the poem...

Have!What excuse does Zhengchou use to go to Zhou's house to enhance his relationship and deepen his impression? This is an opportunity.

You must not be in a hurry,
The foreshadowing in the early stage must be sufficient... Chen Xiaoer fell asleep after thinking about it...

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PS: Is there anyone, the big guy who reads the book is troubled to give a feedback, the recommended position is not good, no one votes for the reward, and no one talks, I am very panic~~~
Not stand-alone is my biggest motivation! ! !
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