Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 154
The old man holding Heizi reprimanded him, and all the chess spectators looked at Fang Yiai, and couldn't help being curious about this new face.

Seeing that Fang Yiai was being reprimanded, the old man holding Baizi who was instructed by him said to Yan: "This little brother is so unfamiliar, it seems that this is the first time he has come to the Lanke chess hall?"

Looking at the livid-faced old man holding the sunspot, Fang Yiai shrugged her shoulders, cupped her hands and replied: "Students are new to the chess hall, and I hope the seniors will forgive me for not knowing the rules of the chess hall."

"You old man, why are you still deceiving yourself at such a young age!" After finding the steps for Fang Yiai, the old man who held Baizi said with a smile: "Listening to my brother's advice before, is it also the way to be obsessed with Lanke?"

"The student is still young, but it's just a hobby." After speaking, Fang Yiai subconsciously turned her head to look at Xie Zhongju, saw him standing behind her and smiled to herself, and secretly complained to the little eunuch that it was too disrespectful to watch from the sidelines.

Seeing that the black piece he was holding was about to lose, the old man simply played tricks, pointed his eyes at Fang Yiai and said: "So you and this old man play a game, so that I, the old man, can see your chess moves!"

"Ah?" Fang Yi'ai was quite surprised when the old man proposed to play chess with her, fearing that everyone would say that he was arrogant, she refused repeatedly, "Students are short-sighted, so they really dare not play chess with sir."

Seeing Fang Yiai's refusal, the old man who held the white piece stood up and pulled, forcefully pressing Fang Yiai in front of the chess seat, "Hey, there is no distinction between young and old in the game of chess, brother, hurry up and kill this old man for his vigor." !"

After being forced to sit down, Fang Yiai, who had become addicted to chess, did not refuse. She slowly put away the sunspots on the chessboard, bowed her hands in salute, and started talking with the old man sitting opposite her.

Seeing Fang Yiai sitting down to play chess, Xie Zhongju walked slowly behind him, and concentrated on studying his chess moves.

Just like the previous match against Changsun Dan, Fang Yiai felt that his chess skills were no match for the old man, so he adopted a guerrilla tactic of "fleeing away" at the beginning.

"Why are you so timid when you play chess?" Although the old man pretended to be the first, but because Fang Yiai could only hide but not fight, there was nothing he could do about him right away.

Facing the old man's question, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, "The student knows that his chess skills are no match for the master, so it is worth making such a compromise."

Facing the old man, who saw Bai Zhuonei's hopelessness in defeating Fang Yiai, and felt that he had lost face in front of all his old friends, he felt displeased and said, "Hmph, so timid, it's hard to accomplish any big things in the future."

The old man who had been taught by Fang Yiai before said that he wanted to help Fang Yiai, and argued with his words: "Hey, old man. Didn't you just praise the insignificant way of chess and know the way of the mean? Why did you change to this one now?" Little brother, do you think people are timid?"

"Hmph, how can he be compared with Prime Minister He Bang with a yellow mouth?" As he said, he repeatedly used killing moves against the old man, obviously intending to make a quick victory.

Seeing the old man's continuous persecution, although Fang Yiai intended to be humble, she still felt a little displeased at being forced.

"This old man is too deceitful. I think he has dodged it for nearly a hundred times. It's time to try his edge now, right?"

Having made up his mind, Fang Yiai held Heizi in his hands and made repeated arrangements, quietly building a counterattack Yinzi.

Twenty minutes later, the old man sitting opposite Bai Zi was very sharp. Seeing that he was about to swallow up Fang Yiai who was "fleeing like a mouse", he laughed happily, "Haha, baby, where are you going!"

Hearing the old man's laughter, Du Weng, who was chatting with his friends, put down the teacup and got up slowly, wanting to see how the new boy's chess skills are.

Du Weng is superb at chess, so he saw through Fang Yiai's chess tricks in an instant, and thought to himself, "Huh? This doll has already planted more than ten hidden pieces, and now the white pieces are about to be destroyed, why doesn't he fight back?"

Xie Zhongju stood behind Fang Yiai, seeing that Baizi was about to launch an all-out attack, he couldn't help but sweat secretly for Fang Yiai, "Fang Jun's chess moves are too thrilling, I think most people really can't bear it."

After another ten minutes, the old man sitting opposite looked up at Fang Yiai, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, obviously ready to devour sunspots with all his might.

Seeing that Fang Yiai was indifferent, Du Weng couldn't help but lightly reminded: "Baby, if you don't fight back at this time, you will have no chance!"

Hearing Du Weng's words, he snorted coldly at the old man, and said confidently: "Hmph, what is he fighting back? I will definitely beat him in less than twenty moves!"

After being reminded by Du Weng, Fang Yiai nodded and dropped the sunspot in his hand. The Yin Zi buried earlier echoed him from a distance. Facing Bai Zi's all-out attack, Fang Yiai managed to save himself a hole!
Seeing that the chess game that had been painstakingly laid out was resolved by Fang Yiai's move, he was a little discouraged to the old man, and murmured to Du Weng: "You are a gentleman who watches chess without talking!"

Seeing his old friend making sarcasm, Du Weng was not annoyed, he smiled lightly and said, "It's a villain who refuses to be rescued."

The old man sitting opposite was obviously a little jealous of Du Weng, after saying that, he buried his head in watching the chess, and wanted to beat Fang Yiai, a treacherous child.

After a cup of tea, Heizi gradually turned the tide of the battle, but Baizi was forced to shrink into a corner, and he was about to be trapped to death in the center.

Fang Yiai picked up a chess piece from the chess basket, and seeing the old man sitting opposite him panting like a cow, Fang Yiai, who was afraid that he would have a cerebral thrombosis and heart disease, smiled slightly, then returned the black piece and put it back in the chess basket middle.

The old man sitting opposite knew that his defeat was doomed, and suddenly seeing Fang Yiai stop making moves, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Eh? Why don't you make moves, baby?"

"Sir, the students admire him for his great talent. Now that the chess game has been tied, the students naturally stopped."

After speaking tactfully, Fang Yiai stood up and saluted the old man, just like a student treating a teacher.

"Ah? Ah!" After a while, the old man who was sitting opposite him came to his senses. Seeing that Fang Yiai wanted to make a draw, he couldn't help smiling, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Let's make a deal!"

Seeing that Fang Yiai accepts it as soon as he sees it, and his words are more humble, Weng Furan thought to himself, "Huh? This doll is interesting. Is there a chess pattern... It's a bit like the chess moves in He Zudao's "Hematemesis"."

After the conversation, the chess spectators looked at the endgame on the chessboard, and said to Fang Yiai: "Brother, your chess moves are certainly unique, but they are too murderous, which is not a good thing."

When one person speaks out, everyone responds.

"Yeah, I guess my brother's chess style lacks Zhongzheng's peaceful spirit. It is not a good thing for young people to show their sharpness too much."

"My little brother dodges one hundred and four moves in the first move, but the back move is as continuous as waves. Presumably, his chess skills must have been taught by famous masters, but just like what the old man said just now, it lacks the Zhongzheng and peace of the way of Confucius and Mencius."

Seeing that everyone had changed the subject of the game and made up their own chess move, Fang Yiai, who was very jealous of these old masters, nodded and responded, "Yes, yes, the student wrote it down."

But just as Fang Yiai was being scolded by several old men who were supporting her and nodding her head, Du Weng at the side said something completely different.

"Although the younger brother's chess moves lack Zhongzheng and peace, there is a faint taste of avoiding his edge and making follow-up efforts."

In the middle of the conversation, Du Weng took a sneaky look at Fang Yiai, and continued: "I think it's quite like He Zudao in "The Spectrum of Hematemesis" when he fought against Changsun Dan, and then fought back after holding the sunspot."

As soon as Du Weng said this, everyone suddenly remembered the chess moves in the "Hematemesis Spectrum" that they had studied together before.

"Hey, that's right! Isn't the chess moves used by He Bangtou in "Hematemesis Spectrum" the same as the ones used by my little brother?"

"Could it be that little brother, are you the number one classmate friend?"

Hearing everyone's words, Fang Yiai glanced at Xie Zhongju, nodded with a wry smile and said, "This is the classmate of He Bang, but it's just a classmate."

"Oh, it's no wonder." The old man sitting opposite looked at Fang Yiai, and said thoughtfully and meaningfully: "Brother, I would like to ask you to tell me a few words. In the future, I will learn from He Bangshou. I think it will take more time." To learn his calligraphy, poetry, and songs, this kind of chess method, I think I have to learn the essence from the superficial."

"Yes, yes, the student wrote it down."

After responding to the old man's words, Fang Yiai suddenly remembered a few words that he had read in the classics in his previous life, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he lost his mind and said them.

"To kill someone, you have to put a knife in your throat. I am a man of learning. You should use your strength from the heart, and it will naturally shine brightly."

After Fang Yi'ai's words fell, all the people present including Xie Zhongju changed their expressions, most of them looked at him with surprise and admiration.

After noticing the surprise of the crowd, Fang Yiai lost her composure and was stunned secretly, "It's broken! This is the classic theory of old master Wang Yangming. How can I, a boy in his early twenties, speak such profound words!"

Just as Fang Yiai was crying inwardly, Du Weng, who had always been gentle, suddenly grabbed Fang Yiai's wrist and asked eagerly, "Brother, are these words from your heart?"

(End of this chapter)