Chapter 13
"Young Master Li and Young Master Jiang, the old man only asks one question, whoever answers first will win." The old man asked their names, glanced at the chessboard thoughtfully, and smiled.

"Sir, please come up with a question." Li Xueshang and Jiang Wenyuan said in unison. After speaking, they looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces. When she looked at the gentle eyes, her heart suddenly tightened, her rhythm was inexplicably out of order, her face turned red, and she hurriedly looked away shyly.

Li Xueshang's appearance fell into Jiang Wenyuan's eyes, causing confusion to fill his eyes, and he felt wrong after thinking about it, but when he carefully observed Li Xueshang's soft and beautiful side face, when his eyes were fixed on her white earlobe, At that moment, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled into a sly arc.

The old man didn't pay attention to the change of atmosphere between the two of them, he just stared at the chessboard and said with a smile: "For this last question, whoever draws up the second couplet first will be the owner of this copybook of Master Mo. Please listen carefully, The square is like a chess board, the circle is like a chess piece, the movement is like a chess piece, and the static is like a chess piece is dead. Please use chess as the theme to prepare a couplet, but I have a request, please don't use the word 'chess piece'."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone in the room was in an uproar. This is a question of chess but the word "chess piece" cannot be used. This request is quite tricky. After Li Xueshang heard the question, a flash of anxiety flashed in Li Xueshang's eyes, perhaps because of the eagerness in his heart. , she just felt that her mind was blank, and she couldn't think of a good second line at all.

After Jiang Wenyuan listened to the questions, he still looked confident. He walked to the chess table in a leisurely manner, picked up a sunspot on the board, and said with a smile: "If you do justice, if you use wisdom, you can do it well. Move like recruiting talents, and be quiet like complacent."

"it is good……"

Following the cheers of the crowd, the old man walked to Jiang Wenyuan's side and said: "Mr. Jiang can describe the essence of chess skills without using a single chess character. Hom (kan) enters the circle of wisdom and desires, and it is completely natural. It is good. Master Mo's copybook will belong to Young Master." While speaking, the old man took the gray-covered copybook from the boy behind him and handed it to Jiang Wenyuan.

Jiang Wenyuan took the stickers, flipped through a few pages to make sure they were authentic, and hurriedly saluted and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. Xiaosheng will definitely treasure this sticker."

A look of reassurance flashed in the old man's eyes when he heard the words and said: "Although this sticker is worth tens of thousands of gold, it is a priceless treasure in the hands of someone who really understands it. Now this sticker has found an owner who really understands its value, old man I feel at ease." After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and left Shiyaxuan with the two children.

Jiang Wenyuan came here for this book of Master Mo's handwriting. Now that his goal has been achieved, he will naturally not stay for long, but before leaving, he unconsciously glanced at Li Xueshang, whose face was pale due to defeat.

Unexpectedly, Li Xueshang was just distracted for a moment, and the victory or defeat was already decided. Seeing Master Mo's handwriting was taken away by Mr. Jiang, she stomped her feet unwillingly, and hurriedly chased after her with the maid who was dressed as a servant. out.

The window of Ximeng Pavilion was slightly opened, and Yang Xianling witnessed everything that happened. It wasn't until Li Xueshang chased Shi Yaxuan out that she showed a meaningful smile and turned to join the ongoing poetry meeting.

Yang Xianling did not participate in the afternoon poetry meeting, but the Ye Mingzhu Bu Yao as a reward was taken by the daughter of the Wenyuan Pavilion University scholar.After the poetry meeting, Yang Xianling went straight to Princess Yingsu's mansion.

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