Wild Chess Master shook his head and said, "Normal people only have one side when they play chess. I can barely have two sides. Today's famous chess masters can take care of three sides. Mr. Wei Xiong and Huang San Jia both play four sides. How would I dare to be an ant trying to shake a big tree? But if I can play a game with Mr. Wei Xiong in this life, I will have no regrets even if I die. "
Hsu Fengnian helped to pack up the chess pieces and put them in the box. Then he stood up and joked, "I don't have the state of being willing to die at night like you. It's not wrong to lose to you. Hey, Shangyin Academy's famous Danghu Ten Positions, we also have Yongzi Ten Positions. Let's part ways here. "
The blind Nogi smiled and said, "I'll give these books to you, Young Master."
Hsu Fengnian understood immediately. Two of the books had been under Yu Youwei's butt for a long time. Nogi must have heard the news and knew that they were his "family". To avoid suspicion, it would be inappropriate to ask for them back. Hsu Fengnian took out another ten coins and gave it to the thin chess player behind him. He joked, "Take the last ten coins as buying two pounds of etiquette, justice, integrity, and shame from you."
The chess player hesitated but still accepted it. He smiled gently and said, "Young Master doesn't lack these."
Hsu Fengnian laughed and left.
The blind chess player packed up his luggage and stood alone in the quiet alley. He faced the entrance of the alley and bowed deeply.
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Hsu Fengnian walked out of Yongzi Alley and rode back. He clicked his tongue and said, "There's such a powerful person in this small Yongzi Alley."
Yu Youwei frowned and asked, "He's an assassin?"
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help but laugh. He rested his chin on Yu Youwei's head and said helplessly, "You think too much. I'm just lamenting that Blind Chess Master Mu's amazing chess skills. He claimed that he could only play on two sides of the chessboard, but he was too modest. I dare say that Second Sister would lose two or three out of ten games against him. It must be because he has never talked with a top national player, so he doesn't know how good he is."
Yu Youwei nodded and said, "This person is good at playing chess by giving up in order to take, bending in order to stretch, and has a broad vision. However, that wasn't all. In the ninth round, he was angered by your unreasonable move. That was why he revealed his extraordinary strength even in a head-on battle. If he really comes from an ordinary family and is self-taught after losing his sight, then there is no doubt that he is a natural talent in chess. "
Hsu Fengnian said softly, "His eyes were blinded."
Yu Youwei was stunned.
Hsu Fengnian sighed ruefully, "Every family has its own difficulties. This heir isn't interested in the bitterness behind it."
Yu Youwei rubbed Wu Meiniang's head and asked, "Have you never thought of inviting him to your side as an advisor?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Being good at chess doesn't mean that you'll be able to become an official. I've already lost a hundred copper coins, so I won't gamble again. "
Yu Youwei smiled but didn't say anything. His Royal Highness' chess skills were not weak. Presumably, losing ten games in a row had already caused him to lose a lot of face. He was too embarrassed to have any further contact with that Blind Chess Master.
Hsu Fengnian said without reason, "Let's see how King of Jing An Zhao Heng's gambling luck is."
Hsu Fengnian suddenly said with a bitter face, "It's over. Laozi's gambling luck is so bad today. My loss is another gain. Zhao Heng, that old turtle, is most likely going to make a lot of money."
Yu Youwei asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
Hsu Fengnian muttered a few curses but didn't say anything.
In Yongzi Alley, the young Blind Chess Master struggled to carry his luggage. It was only two boxes of chess pieces and a few chess manuals, but he was already exhausted. The Blind Chess Master silently mocked himself for being a useless scholar. He walked a few steps and raised a warm smile. Ten games in Yongzi Alley, he had earned a total of a hundred copper coins. In the past two years in Yongzi Alley, other than deliberately showing weakness, he had never really lost a game. The local chess lovers in Xiangfan were no longer willing to let him gamble. Only some foreign guests who came to Yongzi Alley to play would take the bait. Therefore, earning a hundred copper coins a day was a rare good situation. Moreover, that young master was extremely interesting. His family background was naturally excellent. He was blind but not blind. Such a young master with a superior family background was actually good at chess. In these years, it was very difficult for him to spend time and effort to play chess. When he was young, he was happy to win and was even happier to lose. Now that he had been winning and never losing, his interest in playing chess had decreased. He was afraid that one day he would really play chess just to make a living. If that day really came, it would be the day when his chess skills stopped. Thinking of his bleak background, the Blind Chess Master's face was cold, as if he had forgotten how to mourn.
In this world, it was better to be blind and not look at it.
If he could meet a few kind-hearted young masters who played ten games, perhaps he would regret piercing his own eyes. But after his family declined and he was like a stray dog, in order to survive, he played chess for ten years. How many people did he meet?
When he reached the corner of the alley, the Blind Chess Master was stopped.
A dignified voice sounded, "My master wants to see you."
The Blind Chess Master calmly said, "I don't want to see him."
Not far away, a carriage stopped. In the carriage, a graceful man was holding the record of the Blind Chess Master's background. The ink on the paper had not dried yet. It was obvious that he had just picked up the brush and written it. There were ten games in Yongzi Alley, and there were no less than hundreds of people watching the game. Even the young Chess Master who was in the game did not think much of it. He just thought that he was lucky to have met a kind-hearted young master. He did not know that when the first game ended, the news had spread to the most powerful place in Xiangfan City. When the third game was played, the Chess Master had already sent the servants to thoroughly investigate the identity of the Blind Chess Master. When the eighth game ended, the man in the carriage was still hesitating on how to deal with it. It was not until the ninth game that he saw the young Chess Master's true chess skills that he smiled and personally left the mansion. He had been patiently waiting until now. When he had the last few pages of the Blind Chess Master's ten years of gambling records, he felt that he could be more patient. Therefore, when his personal bodyguard outside the carriage said that the Blind Chess Master had disappeared, he was not angry that the Blind Chess Master had eyes but did not recognize Mount Tai. Moreover, the Blind Chess Master was blind.
The man burned a few pages of paper that was nothing more than a few hundred words and a story about the life of an ant. He then got off his horse and walked to the blind chess player who had a strong character. He slowly said, "Lu Xu, from Haichang County, Qingzhou. Your grandfather, Lu You, was a Confucian of the previous generation. Your father, Brother Lu, is not bad either. There are three heroes in your family. You majored in Classics and History. You never thought that when you were writing the history of West Chu, you would say a few words of justice for a scholar. You were almost killed. You stabbed yourself in the eyes and cut off your official career to save your life. For the past ten years, you have been gambling chess in Yongzi Alley during the day and playing the zither for prostitutes in Xiangguo Alley at night. You have earned dirty money. Do you know that your enemy has become the County Chief of Haichang County? "
The blind chess player calmly said, "This money is not dirty."
The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Regardless of whether the money is dirty or not, let me ask you. Do you want to show your talent and not try to make a living in two alleys?"
The young chess player smiled and said, "Although it is already night, Lu Xu still doesn't want to dream."
The man laughed and said, "I heard that you once said, 'My generation has thousands of books and tens of thousands of talents, but if I want to sell them, I will only sell them to the royal family."
The blind chess player frowned and said, "This kind of nonsense that only reads books for a few days and doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. It can't be taken seriously."
The man said in a low voice, "But I will take it seriously this time!"
The blind chess player smiled bitterly and said, "Now that things have come to this, you still won't let go of the Lu Family?"
The man with a string of prayer beads on his hand said calmly, "My surname is Zhao and my name is Heng. The royal family. How can one be considered a royal family? Is one King of Jing An enough? "
— —
In the Prince of Jingan's residence, Heir Zhao Xun was completely baffled as he found his imperial father in the study copying Buddhist scriptures. He quietly asked, "I heard that Imperial Father brought back a blind chess player carrying a zither? What's the deep meaning? "
The King of Jing An smiled and said, "This person is the last member of the Lu Family in Haichang County. In terms of chess, no one in the manor can beat him. You can take care of him since it won't cost much anyway. If he's just a good-for-nothing on the chessboard, you can treat him as a dog that won't bite. If he's really talented, you can take him as an advisor in the manor and polish him. In the future, you can deal with the Governor of Haichang County, Yu Hanliang, in front of him, and then he'll be sincere in giving advice. A scholar will die for his bosom friend. Xun 'er, this is a principle that the ancients have said so many times. You have to remember it well. Also, when it comes to getting along with these scholars, you have to put away the method you used to communicate with Wei Wei and his gang of debauchees. Don't rely on your status to oppress others. Not all scholars in the world are stupid. Their minds are the most delicate. Maybe they can't see the big picture, but it's not difficult to see if they're conceited or self-abased. Xun 'er, father will teach you one thing. When dealing with these scholars, you have to treat them as the King of Jing An and His Royal Highness. You have to treat them as you treat them as the King of Jing An. "
Zhao Xun smiled and said, "I know. Father, if you put yourself in their shoes, you already have the heart of Buddha."
The King of Jing An, Zhao Heng, narrowed his eyes and smiled. "I don't need you to flatter me."
Zhao Xun carefully left the study.
Zhao Heng continued to copy the Buddhist scriptures with a soft brush. When he finished, he said coldly, "Lu Xu, This King keeps you around because he wants to tell you a story in a few days. This King is so generous. If he doesn't have a bosom friend who has no bearing on the overall situation, it'll be too boring. "
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