From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

At the edge of the chessboard, the winner between black and white is obvious.

It is said that Huang Longshi, the chess player, has outstanding skills at the end, while Xu Weixiong sets up camp step by step and plays steadily, often showing a perfect situation after the middle game.

But this young scholar named Cui Nan was even more strange. It seemed that he would just make his moves randomly. As long as he could win, he would switch between basic moves and brilliant moves at will, even if it turned out to be a bad move.

Normally speaking, winning is a good move, but there are some moves that not only disgust your opponent, but also disgust yourself.

Only seeking the right result, but not caring about mistakes in the process, can be generally and vaguely regarded as using any means necessary. However, if we examine it in detail from the perspective of Confucianism, it means that interests and righteousness are consistent, empty talk is opposed, and achievement is the priority.

But it goes without saying that this kind of behavior of mixing in the word "morality" will be severely criticized within Confucianism.

Fortunately, the young Confucian scholar did not take it seriously. He was less solemn and steady than an old man, but more gentle than a young man. He was neither a rotten wood, nor reckless.

It's like sitting in a study in a humble alley, eating and drinking, and occasionally buying some cheap rotten crabs, you should smile.

From midnight to dawn, Xu Weixiong lost five games in a row.

Lose a game and give up one piece.

Even if he was a ninth-level national player who was qualified to be in and out of the emperor's presence, he would not dare to let someone with a fourth or fifth-level rank as his third son.

In the sixth game, it was still a crushing defeat from beginning to end.

Xu Weixiong tightly gripped the long sword at his waist, raised his head and stared at the young Confucian scholar.

At first, she just heard the cry of the Beiliang Night Falcon and planned to go out to admire the moon.

Then I saw a Confucian scholar washing his hands by the stream.

The other party smiled and said: The King of Beiliang is very famous, and his military formation is like a chess game, so he should be able to give me three pieces.

Xu Weixiong thought it was funny. Xu Xiao knew nothing about Go. Just like the words about knocking Wang Xianzhi down with one punch, it was unbearable to hear.

But there are many scholars in Shangyin Academy, so amidst the abuse, this kind of clumsy respect is still interesting.

So there was the first game of chess.

From then on, the defeat could not be stopped. If one game was not enough, he would play another one. When he lost until dawn, his mind was in chaos.

Cui Nan still folded his hands into his sleeves.

At some point, a white-haired scholar appeared beside the chessboard, his appearance and demeanor were particularly free and easy.

Cao Guanzi is known to everyone in the world.

"I have traveled to many places these days. Since there is no one here, the Princess of Western Chu should be in the Palace of Northern Liang. Jiang Si carries the fortune of Western Chu. You can guess the exact location yourself." Cui Nan said.

"I owe you a favor." Cao Guanzi bowed. Jiang Si was the legitimate daughter of the royal family of Western Chu. Before the country was destroyed, the emperor smashed the most important imperial seal of the Nine Kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, which was also the most representative of orthodoxy, and gave this vast destiny to his daughter. This was the hope of restoring the country.

"Brother, I want Xichu."

By the chessboard, I will always remember the sweet voice of the little girl who was watching the chess game silently. Her name was Lu Yuer and her hometown was the former site of Southern Tang Dynasty.

Cao Guanzi's heart was suddenly shocked.

Cui Nan smiled and took out a few exquisite fruit desserts from the cloth bag at his waist.

"This uncle will take you to Beiliang. When you meet an old grandfather who you feel close to, if you want Xichu, just ask him. Don't worry about embarrassing him. He will be more than happy to receive you. Whatever you want, he will be happy."

"I'll listen to my brother." Green Fish smiled brightly.

"So is one favor enough?" Cui Nan looked at the famous Cao Guanzi. The opponent was very strong, but his chess skills, to be honest, were just average in his eyes.

"After the restoration of the country, I will fight for you regardless of life or death." Cao Guanzi answered without any greeting.

Cui Nan just laughed it off.

In the previous generation of martial arts, apart from General Fu Hongjia who died at the hands of a human cat, there was another person who was the most famous in the way of swordsmanship. He was praised as "If Li Chungang had not been born, the way of swordsmanship would have been dark forever."

Cui Nan rubbed his brows when thinking of this. Fortunately, the Great Sage Teacher did not hear this sentence. Although he could not remember clearly who the Great Sage Teacher was, he had the impression that the guy was very gentle and also very difficult to mess with. He even cursed at the old man occasionally and scolded him to his face.

As for who the old man is.

"Sir."

Cui Nan seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, and suddenly looked like a madman.

In the previous generation of Jianghu, Li Chungang's realm fell again and again because of his emotional injury to Fengdu Lupao'er, and he was imprisoned in the Beiliang Palace. There was only one person in the world who could make him return to the top. After all, the person who tied the bell must be the one who untied it. The Western Chu Kingdom is still alive, and there are still a considerable number of civil and military officials who are far away from the Jianghu. It is hard to say whether they can covet hegemony, but at least no one can underestimate them.

"Breaking into the palace by force will only lead to death." Xu Weixiong said angrily.

"That's why I need the girl's help." Cui Nan said with a smile.

"Why should I believe you?" Xu Weixiong's eyes were as cold as a thorn.

After losing the first game of chess last night, the Confucian scholar said that the maid princess kept in the palace would kill her younger brother Xu Fengnian in the future, just because the love between them had not yet blossomed. Cao Guanzi would go there tomorrow morning to cut it off. If there was no peace and separation, both sides would suffer in the future. Xu Fengnian might not fight back at that time, and he might not be willing to do so, or even go to hell together.

"What nonsense." Xu Weixiong shouted coldly again.

Cui Nan was not surprised at all. He rolled up his sleeves with his hands, his blue shirt fluttering. He sat upright and spoke in a gentle voice:
"Today, the Confucian scholars are daring to use the four Wuyou, Zhongtianyuan, and three side lines to let Miss Xu's twelve sons deduce how they will perform. The result will be clear for ourselves."

The scholar in blue shirt is proud.

Xu Weixiong's face turned pale in an instant.

I have already lost six games in a row. How could I possibly think further than my opponent?

For a full half hour, Xu Weixiong was unable to make a move. For the first time, the chessboard seemed so unfamiliar to her.

Cao Guanzi couldn't bear to look at it.

If she surrenders, she will lose half. If she loses after giving up twelve pieces, the second daughter of the Xu family will probably become Cui Nan's puppet.

He said that the sun rises from the south, and Xu Weixiong would inevitably believe it to about 70%.

"Miss Xu, I can actually fly. I can jump three feet high. I seem to have been to outer space in my memory. So, do you believe me when I say that moonlight is actually sunlight?"

"Do not believe."

Xu Weixiong forced herself to stand up, not daring to think for a moment, and answered the question directly. She planned to go back to Beiliang with Cao Guanzi and drive away the maid princess immediately.

Cui Nan shook his head and laughed, he took things he said casually as if they were his life, and threw them away seriously, people in this world are really so stupid that they are adorable. As for the last question, it was also a move, it just depended on whether he was interested in continuing in the future, just a casual move.

"So, it's OK if we don't care about life or death."

Cao Guanzi's heart was beating fast. Even though he was one of the top three masters in the world, he didn't want to provoke this strange Confucian scholar at this moment. He still had a lot of things to do. Besides, the favor was already too great.

"After threatening to do you a favor, if I feel happy, does that count as repaying the favor?"

"Let me take my leave."

Cao Guanzi immediately left with Xu Weixiong and the girl named Lu Yuer in this life.

Beside the chessboard, King Huainan Zhao Ying opened his eyes.

Among the seven princes of Liyang, he is the most destitute. Although he has troops under his command, he has always suffered the most suppression.

"Sir, Princess Xichu is really willing to marry a fifty-year-old man like me?"

"From love to hate, even street beggars can be killed, let alone you. Of course, in my eyes, you are no different from a beggar."

Cui Nan stood up, put away the chessboard and rubbed his waist twice. He was a scholar who had to sit for a whole night and was exhausted.

Huainan King Zhao Ying did not feel the slightest bit of resentment, but continued to close his eyes and rest. Originally, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he was eagerly hoping that the remnants of Western Chu and others would rebel. In this way, regardless of life or death, he would have the opportunity to fight and vent the resentment that had been accumulating for more than ten years.

But becoming the emperor of Great Chu seems to be more satisfying.

In this way, he could use the "death" he had been longing for.

"Sir, what should we do next?" asked the burly servant.

"First, catch the Northern Mang Imperial Master who is wandering in the heart of the Central Plains. Even if he is not there now, he should be there when he returns."

"Sir, you can use troops." Huainan King Zhao Ying said.

"How can you bring a large army to play chess with others?"

Cui Nan carried his book box on his back, hummed a song and set off, not even bothering to say goodbye to King Huainan.

The two servants followed closely, fearing that the other party would abandon them.

(End of this chapter)