My queen does not compete for favor

Chapter 61

"Don't talk about games, your heart is like still water. Queen, it's your turn." Qin Xian's voice was flat, and he didn't even look at Wan Chengxiao.

Wan Qixiao paused for a moment, then grabbed a sunspot, settled his angry mind, and watched the chess game with his eyes.On the chessboard, Qin Xian's white son Kanglong has become a climate, against the scattered sunspots around, there is a hidden tendency to soar into the clouds and break through the sky. It seems that it will rise at any time, tear the darkness, and scream through the sky.Wan Qixiao took a deep breath, his mind clear.He closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then opened them for a long time and slowly fell down.Another unremarkable place.On the chessboard, compared to the white giant dragon, Wan Qixiao's sunspots, on the other hand, did nothing and scattered around.

Qin Xian gave a "knock" and fell down again.Pressing every step of the way, the momentum is fierce, and the eyes are full of hostility.Qin Xian's chess is just like his ambition, recharging energy and recharging tens of thousands of energy, just waiting for the time to come, flying into the air in one fell swoop, and showing off his ambitions and hegemony.Control and stabilize the foundation of Daqin with the middle game, and then attack all directions to expand the territory, and finally the dragon will conquer the world, and I am the only one!

Wan Chengxiao glanced at him, picked up a sunspot and pinched it for a while, then dropped it on Bailong's belly.

Qin Xian tapped lightly on the table, followed by a drop, right at the dragon's claw.Once this move was settled, the white dragon's atmosphere was suddenly successful, and his momentum was like a rainbow, like a long sword opening, like a giant dragon singing loudly.With this fall, the dragon totem he had been planning all along suddenly came to life, baring its teeth and claws, sharp and menacing.He uses Hu Qingying as his prime minister, so why is he not the son of Kaifeng of this long sword!Hu Qingying belongs to the legalist school, and the six countries were unified hundreds of years ago. Because of the pity of the empress Taizu of the Great Qin Dynasty, the contention of a hundred schools of thought has not disappeared, but each school has lived in seclusion and joined the world.Now Qin Xian attaches great importance to legalism, his mind is clear, and the world can be expressed.Legalism is the sword that kills and conquers in troubled times!At the beginning, the Qin Dynasty was unified by legalism. Later, the prosperity and peace, Confucianism gradually grew, and now the Legalism reappeared, and the troubled times are coming again.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the lunch is here, do you want to set it up now?" Yunxia waited for a long time but did not see that the Emperor and Empress had any intention of giving up. Seeing that the food was getting cold, she dared to speak out.

Hearing this, Qin Xian dropped the chess piece in his hand, stood up and looked out of the window and sighed proudly: "Dragon can be big or small, can ascend or hide; big can make clouds and fog, small can hide its shape; ascend can soar above the universe. In the middle, Yin lurks in the waves. The dragon changes with the times, just like a man with aspirations to travel across the world."

Wan Chengxiao didn't make a sound, didn't look at him, but just lowered his head and gazed at the black and white chess game.On that game of chess, it was recorded that they fought and intercepted each other before, competing in chess strength, ingenuity, ingenuity, and ambition.Qin Xian's is Bailong Baye, but hers is not bad!
Wan Chengxiao calmly took out a son, and slowly dropped it.

Immediately, the chess game suddenly became clear, full of wonderful ideas.

Qin Xian's is indeed a white dragon crossing the river, with obvious dominance; but Wan Qixiao's sunspot is not a ferocious and poisonous dragon, even bigger and more arrogant!The entire chessboard only outlines a black dragon's head, and Qin Xian's white dragon is just the pattern on her black dragon's head!The sharp claws of the white dragon are just the eyes of her black dragon!She was the son who fell under the belly of the white dragon at that time, it was the black crescent-shaped pupils in the eyes full of murderous aura!It was a ferocious black dragon that was about to break through the air and devour the chaotic world!

Before Qin Xian turned around, Wan Qixiao pushed the chessboard away with a "wow", turned around and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, let's have dinner, the dishes are cold."

To Wan Chengxiao's surprise, he thought that Qin Xian's displeasure about the mention of concubine concubine concubine last time would be obsolete, but he did not expect Qin Xian to issue the decree Jin Yang Concubine as concubine within two days. at a later date.

Wan Qixiao is not busy, anyway, there is Concubine Yuchi taking care of the harem, she is happy to watch the fun.Presumably, Concubine Yuchi felt uncomfortable, and she was suffering and burdened, but she was preparing for the canonization ceremony for her opponent.So the "kind" Wan Qixiao didn't have the nerve to bother Concubine Yuchi again.

After Concubine Yang's canonization ceremony was over, Wan Qixiao, who had cultivated for more than ten days, went out of the palace to take care of her business plan in her spare time.Her strategy, just like her chess game, is impermanent and impermanent.Her black dragon doesn't care about gains and losses, it's like a good seed sprinkled by hand, it does what it wants, and it can be swayed freely, just waiting for the last rain, it can break out of its shell in an instant and sprout new ones.

Wan Qixiao walked in a hurry on the bustling street.After walking for a while, she stopped, turned and looked back.After scanning around for a week, he didn't see anyone following him, so he lowered his head and hurried into the nearby cloth shop.The business of the cloth shop is very good, there are quite a lot of people coming in and out, there are red, yellow, blue, green, blue, white men and women who come out, old and young, ugly and beautiful, but the boy in purple who didn't go in.

After waiting outside for a quarter of an hour, the casually dressed guards who were following them finally couldn't hold back anymore and glanced at each other. Finally, the two left and went back to report.The remaining two were still staring eagerly with their necks stretched.

In fact, Wan Qixiao changed into a Tsing Yi woman's attire and left long ago.But the direction she was going was not the dock, but the West Market.

The incident of being hunted down by Zuo Qianhong last time made Wan Qixiao realize that this place is no different than in modern times. At that time, the four bodyguards around her never left her body, and it didn't matter whether she had a whip or not. , I can only carry it by myself, if I don't have the ability to protect myself at critical moments, I can only game over, just like the policewoman Flying Eagle who was murdered by her back then, no one will avenge her when she dies.

Wan Chengxiao followed the address he found out, walked seven from left to three from right, walked straight to the end, and finally found a place in a small street that was a bit deserted.Wan Qixiao raised his head and squinted at the plaque on the door. It is said that this is the "golden iron horse" bestowed by the imperial pen of an unknown generation of emperors.It's a pity that it is old, and it has been hung on the door and has been exposed to the wind and sun. It is mottled and decayed, and a small mushroom grows out of the oblique corner.

But Wan Qixiao will not despise others just because the appearance of the portal looks dilapidated.She politely reached out and knocked on the door twice, pause, twice, pause, three times.

Very accurate, just after the third knock, the dilapidated door opened.The woman who opened the door glanced at her quickly, then turned to let her in, then closed the door and said indifferently: "Please follow the little lady to the front hall later."

Wan Chengxiao followed her to the front hall, which was more like a small front hall of no more than ten square meters. In front of the hall, there were incense tables and a table of eight immortals, and the incense curled up from the offerings, which was peaceful and upright.Hanging in the hall is a huge picture of Ouyang Zi's horizontal sword and eight trigrams. The paper is yellowed and slightly rolled, which shows its age.At the bottom, the blank space that can be touched is densely packed with red seals, which seem to be the seals of the successive patriarchs of the iron smelting family.Roughly speaking, this family of iron smelters lasted at least one hundred and twenty generations.Being able to survive such a long journey of ups and downs is inseparable from their low profile.

(End of this chapter)