On the chessboard, within a square inch, black and white confront each other, vertical and horizontal. Chu Yanze prides himself on his chess skills, and has never looked down upon a military general who was born with poor legs and became a monk in chess. He not only wanted to win, but also wanted to win beautifully. Once he came up, his offensive was fierce. Xue Lin, however, always remained indifferent and played chess in an unhurried and unhurried manner. Even if his opponent occasionally took a sideways move, it did not disrupt his rhythm. Halfway through the chess game, the black and white chess pieces were stuck together. Chu Yanze raised his eyes to glance at the opponent from time to time, but the opponent was always focused on the chess board, as if he didn't notice his gaze at all. Chu Yanze thought about this step for a long time, then gently stretched out his hand and dropped it. His move was completely unexpected by those watching the chess game. Mingyi glanced at him in shock, and Emperor Chongning had a strange look in his eyes. Mingyi glanced at Xue Lin with some worries, but she just happened to catch a slight tug at the corner of his mouth, as if... Chu Yanze's unexpected move had been planned by him. Mingyi guessed it right. Just after this move, Xue Lin's chess game suddenly changed. It was like a sharp sword being drawn out of its sheath, and there was a strong wind and rain, but it opened and closed again in a myriad of ways. The black stones surrounded the white stones, strangled them, and nibbled away every inch. Cold sweat broke out on Chu Yanze's forehead. Only then did he realize that those tepid sunspots had been waiting for the opportunity to move before he noticed it. When the sun fell, the dormant black dragon seemed to come to life, raising his head and wagging his tail. Bai Zi nibbled away every inch. "I lost!" Chu Yanze finally threw away the chess piece in his hand, stood up and bowed to Xue Lin, "Admiral Xue is a master of chess, Yue Qin will bow to you!" Xue Lin also stood up, put one hand behind his back, and lowered his head lightly, "I don't dare to take it! Editor Chu's chess skills are also very good, but he is too obsessed, so he is limited."
"This game is about the princess of Changning. How can Chu not care about the outcome? After all, it's the prime minister. Thank you, Governor Xue, for your advice." Chu Yanze looked ashamed, humble and gentle, showing the attitude of a gentleman. "Papa papa" the sudden sound of slaps echoed in the hall. Mingyi turned her head and looked at the smiling Emperor Chongning. Her heart tightened inexplicably. When her eyes fell on his left thumb and index finger, which were gently twirling, Mingyi His pupils shrank and his expression suddenly changed. "It's really wonderful. I can see that Yue Qin's chess skills are much better than when I played against me. Could it be that he becomes stronger when he is strong?" "I don't dare!" Chu Yanze's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly handed over his hands to plead guilty. "It doesn't have to be like this! I'm not that stingy person. I told you that Xue Qing's chess skills are superb, but you don't believe it. If you want to compete with him, you're asking for trouble, right?" Emperor Chongning still asked. With a smile on his face, he gently patted Chu Yanze on the shoulder. Chu Yanze breathed a sigh of relief quietly, "I am overestimating my capabilities." "This game of chess you played was so exciting that my blood boiled with excitement. I can't wait to see Xue Qing compete with Wei Qing again, but... what is the competition?" Emperor Chongning raised his hand and rubbed his chin. A thoughtful look on his face. Xue Lin moved his feet, but his sleeve was pulled by someone from behind. It was Mingyi. She walked to his side at some point, holding his sleeve, but her face turned pale, and she shook him gently. Shake his head. Xue Lin frowned slightly, and heard Emperor Chongning on the other end start to smile, "Yes, I heard that Wei Qing is quite good at throwing pots. As for Xue Qing, I know that he has excellent archery skills, so he must be throwing pots." It is also a light matter for him, he just had a civil fight, this time it can be regarded as a physical fight, which is not bad, what do you think, sir?" Mingyi's heart sank slightly after hearing this. She naturally knew how good Wei Xuazhi was at throwing pots, but Xue Lin... Although his archery skills were superb, he did it with real swords and spears on the battlefield, so how could he know how to have fun with it? ? But this was mentioned by Emperor Chongning himself, who dares to refute him?
As expected, Wei Xuazhi glanced at Xue Lin and Mingyi, raised the corners of his lips and said respectfully, "It's all up to your Majesty." "Xue Qing?" Emperor Chongning nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Xue Lin. Xue Lin's face was expressionless and he didn't speak, but he lowered his eyes and cupped his hands, which was his consent. The smile on Emperor Chongning's face grew even wider, "That's good!" The waiter Xu had already taken people out to prepare without any instructions. Within a moment, he was fully prepared and came to invite people again. Emperor Chongning took the lead and walked out of the palace, and the others naturally followed. Xue Lin's feet just moved, but they were grabbed by Mingyi. She stood on tiptoe, leaned close to his ear, and lowered her voice, saying, "Your Majesty is angry, why don't you...don't offend the Holy Face anyway." Although Emperor Chongning was always lenient, he was an emperor after all. Will he have no temper? Mingyi knew his little moves and knew that he was already angry. How could anyone bear the emperor's wrath, with millions of corpses lying dead and blood flowing everywhere? "You and I both know why His Majesty is angry." Xue Lin said solemnly, "If I want to calm down his anger, I can't win this time. Then can you just watch Princess Changning marry Wei San?" Mingyi's hand on his sleeve and her face were completely frozen. Xue Lin looked at her deeply, looked away, and stepped out of the palace door. Mingyi looked at his back, blinked, and felt that mist gradually formed in her eyes, engulfing his figure, and gradually blurred.
"Your Majesty is probably used to ordinary pot throwing, so it's nothing new. How about we try a new way of playing today?" When Xue Lin and Mingyi passed by one after another, they happened to hear Wei Xuanzhi suggest with a smile. Mingyi frowned, feeling that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to say anything good. "Oh? What suggestions does Wei Qing have?" Emperor Chongning asked with great interest. Wei Xuanzhi waved his hand, and his attendant brought a box. When he opened it, he found a box full of Dongzhu as thick as the belly of his thumb. It was about the same size as the box he brought to marry Li Fengjiao yesterday. "Just use this box." Throw the beads!” Although the beads are round, they are much lighter than arrows. Moreover, although the arrows are used for throwing pots, they are also made in the same weapon workshop. The materials, specifications, and weights are exactly the same. However, the Dongzhu is not like that. At first glance, They all look about the same thickness, but each one is different. At this time, there is wind in the courtyard... Not only this box of Dongzhu, Wei Xuanzhi also presented a lacquer pot. The mouth of the bottle was only slightly thicker than the Dongzhu, "Just use this!" Mingyi's face changed several times, and she opened her mouth to say something. Xue Lin glanced at her lightly, and she swallowed her words alive. Emperor Chongning glanced at Xue Lin and said with a smile, "This is strange. I have never seen it before. If you have no objection, then so be it!" It was him who proposed it, so Wei Xuazhi naturally had no objection, and everyone's eyes fell on Xue Lin. He still looked plain, "It's all up to Your Majesty!" "That's good! Each person has ten Eastern beads. Whoever puts more into the pot will be the winner." Emperor Chongning made the decision, and someone immediately came up and marked each of the twenty selected Eastern beads. Each was delivered to Xue Lin and Wei Xuanzhi. The lacquer pot had been placed a few steps away. The wind picked up, blowing the snow on the eaves, and fell to the ground with a "clack". "Admiral Xue invites you first?" Wei Xuanzhi raised his hand towards Xue Lin. Xue Lin didn't delay. He hummed slightly, picked up an East Pearl, played with it for a moment, and then threw it towards the lacquer pot casually. The eyes of Mingyi and everyone present followed Dongzhu closely. They saw the Dongzhu hit the spout, but then turned out and landed on the ground.