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There was a crisp knock on the chessboard, and Xunzi, who had been thinking for a long time, dropped a sunspot. Closing his posture, his eyelids opened and closed, and a touch of light flowed, showing his confidence in winning. But at this moment, he was still quite nervous. If his opponent sees through his move, he has no choice but to give up and look for another opportunity.

Fan Zeng, who was sitting opposite, was also looking at the chessboard and meditating. The move Xunzi played did not make his expression change. After a while, he pinched out a white piece and placed it in the white pawn unit next to a row of black pieces.

Seeing this, Xunzi's eyes flashed with joy. He knew that he had won, but he didn't hurry to pinch the sunspot and block this piece of white.

It was Fan Zeng's turn again, and after thinking for a long time, he sighed and threw the white piece in his hand back into the chess cup.

"Alas, I lost this game. "

"Agreed!" Xunzi, who had won, said across the chessboard, "In this case, we will each have eight wins and eight losses." "

This game is really dangerous. He had previously lost Fan Zeng to make the score 8 to 7, and if he lost again, it would be 9 to 7... According to the initial agreement between the two, whoever wins two games in a row wins, and losing this game of chess is equivalent to really losing to Fan Zeng's old man. However, Fan Zeng's situation was very good after the start, and it lasted until the middle game, so you can imagine how entangled Xunzi would be in his heart at that time... Because he is a man who is extremely unwilling to admit defeat.

Fan Zeng nodded... As soon as this game of chess is lost, it can be said that everything returns to the starting point~. You need to play two more games to determine the winner. However, even two young people will be tired, let alone an old man like them. They have reached their limits and know each other's situation. It's just that it's really impossible to get any of them to propose a strike first.

Just like at this moment, the two looked at each other across the chessboard, still full of unconvinced. However, here's the funny part, and none of them immediately offered to start another game.

Jingyu walked into the house with Xiao Xuan, bypassed the screen, and first saw the strange appearance of the two looking at each other opposite the finale. Beside them, there was another chessboard, on which was placed the final game of the game he played with Xunzi that day... It's just that the chess table is not the one used that day.

When he saw this, he probably understood what was going on.

Fan Zeng and Xiang Liang were Jingyu's important advisors and retainers. There are some personal things that he will hide from them, but he still lets them know about the things in power. For example, this time, through playing chess, Xiao Xuan entered Confucianism, which was greatly approved by Fan Zeng.

Thinking about it now, eighty percent of Fan Zeng wanted to see this game of chess, so Xunzi gave it to him. After that, I don't know what happened when the two discussed the chess game, so they changed from arguing to actual combat drills, judging the length of the game through victory and defeat.

The facts are not much different from what Jingyu thinks. He took Xiao Xuan back to his current residence yesterday, and when he sent someone to send Qing'er and Xuenu over, he thought, Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng are still following the Mo family? If he is here, it is okay, if he is not there, the two of them may not be able to say anything in the Mo family.

remembered Xunzi's lonely ~ lonely expression when he parted, and simply sent Fan Zeng, who was also an old man, over. He thought well, the two old men were companions, and they were good at talking to each other to relieve loneliness~ loneliness.

At the beginning, when Fan Zeng met Xunzi, it was just as he expected. They all respect each other, discuss some academic, flowers, and chess skills, and they all admire each other, and after Jingyu played that game of chess, the situation changed somewhat.

Fan Zeng may have been unintentional, and said, 'If I come down, I should go here, so that the final game can also be a draw'. Xunzi was not convinced when he heard this, and said, "You are down there, and he is like a son who has changed?" ’

Now it's okay, every time Fan Zeng says what he has changed, Xunzi will solve his chess move instead of Jingyu. Fan Zeng thought that Xunzi was targeting him, and he was just his own different opinion. Xunzi thought that Fan Zeng was looking down on his fallen son at that time, otherwise he would not have repeatedly emphasized that he would fall elsewhere to a draw, or win or something.

Both felt that they were right and that they were wrong. quarreled like this, and I had to divide the highs and lows...

Thinking of this, Jingyu made a sound when he deliberately stepped on the wooden ground, attracting the attention of the two old men.

"Lord, why are you here? Fan Zeng wanted to get up, but it was only halfway through, and his legs knelt for a long time until he was paralyzed, and sat down again. His old face was rarely ashamed, and he arched his hand to Jingyu and said, "It's rude." "

"I brought Xiao Xuan to her teacher for class, it seems..."Jingyu borrowed this sentence and deliberately glanced at Xunzi, "Someone seems to have forgotten this stubble." "

Xunzi looked embarrassed, looked away, and couldn't answer because of his dry cough.

Fan Zeng is also at fault in this matter, and he can't laugh at Xunzi when he sees this, he can be described as a difficult brother.

"It doesn't matter. But Xiao Liang suddenly spoke: "Grandpa Fan and Grandpa Xun have to take care of their bodies, and Xiao Liang can come to class again tomorrow... Today, my brother will teach Xiao Xuan, right?" she looked at Jingyu with big eyes full of anticipation.

"The old man is still able to teach. Xunzi said, since he promised to come down, he naturally wanted to do it.

"Alright, Master Xun. Jingyu waved his hand, "Today, you and Master Fan will each stop playing chess and have a good rest." What you want Xiao Xuan to learn today, I will teach her. If you don't worry, when she comes tomorrow, you can take the school exam. "

"This..."Xunzi was moved, nodded and pointed to a few bamboo slip scrolls that had been prepared last night, "These are Confucian introductory books, and Gongzi can show them to Xiao Xuan." I know that she is already literate, so I hope she will be able to read at least one volume today. "

"Can Xiao Jiao see it all?" she ran over and flipped through the bamboo slips, and turned around and asked Xunzi.

Xunzi was stunned for a moment and nodded with satisfaction, "Naturally, you can." "

"Master Fan, Master Xun, I'll send you back to your room to rest first. Jingyu saw that Xiao Jiao was over, and helped Fan Zeng and Xunzi back to their rooms. When he returned to the chess room, Xiao Xuan had already packed up the chessboard and contained bamboo slips in a bag.

Jingyu smiled, "You want to go home so much?" walked over and helped her carry those bamboo slips on her back.

As the two walked out, Xiao Xuan put his arm around him and thought, "Because at home, people can be closest to their brother." When she wears men's clothes, this physical contact with Jingyu will be much restricted. How can she, who is used to sticking to Jingyu, stand it? It can be said that it is only an insurmountable difficulty for her to learn from Xunzi.

This point, but as she gets older to now, she has become a little self-conscious and unable to speak.

The two of them walked out of the Little Sage Village the same way, and Jingyu suddenly remembered that at this moment, it was not too long since she had met Shi Lan...

When Jingyu and Xiao Xuan walked into the Little Sage Village, at a fork in the road, Shi Lan said goodbye to Ding Fatzi.

"Shopkeeper Ding, I will return on time. She said, her voice cold, "Thank you for allowing me to take these meals with me." "

"Hahaha," Ding Fat laughed, "I naturally don't want to waste my craft. The food that is rarely made has to be thrown away before it is eaten, which can be imagined as a waste. At that level, it's not dirty at all, but Confucianism doesn't care about the wealth, and I can't control them. You can bring it and use it, and I'll prepare another one for them." "

Shi Lan didn't reply, nodded silently, and walked to the other fork in the road with the food box. In the same place, Ding Fatzi lost his smile on his face when he looked at her back, and changed to doubt.

'So this kid has any friends here?' he pondered.

It's not that he didn't see that there was something wrong with Shi Lan, but he didn't know the details of the other party, so Ding Fatzi simply left it to observe. Months passed like this, and I didn't get much useful information ... Usually only does things, basically doesn't speak, and even makes people think that she can't speak, the expression on her face has not changed, and she has no friends and family with a cold look at everything around her... This last point, which now seems to be overturned. At the very least, she should be for whom to collect those meals.

Thinking about it like this, Ding Fatzi reacted, "It seems that the food box that Shi Lan brings back every time is very clean, I thought it was because the Confucian disciples didn't leave leftovers, but now it seems..."

Although there is a problem with such a Shi Lan, it is not an enemy relationship with the Mo family. Ding Fat Man was thick and fine, and after nodding secretly, he decided to continue reading.

Shi Lan, who was separated from Ding Fatzi, didn't expect this, she was still so unhurried when she walked. _

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