Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Unfortunately, things were not as simple as Minglan thought. Aunt Kong was about to leave the house, and no one in Wei Ruixuan and Lin Qige made any move.

On the contrary, my father and grandmother had some complaints about Aunt Wei staying there for a long time.

Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed inappropriate for a family member of a deceased concubine to come and stay in the yard of the girl's house for a long time.

It's hard not to think that there was something wrong with Wei Xiaoniang's death, or that Minglan didn't have a good life in this Sheng Mansion.

More than a month had passed without any clues, so Minglan had no choice but to ask Aunt Wei to return to Yangzhou first and plan the rest later.

As spring approached, the eldest lady visited the temples in Bianjing, burned incense and prayed to Buddha, muttering, "My son Changbai High School."

Lin Sushuang was no exception. She couldn't leave the house, so she prayed repeatedly in front of the Buddha statue.

When Mo Lanlin walked to Guangji Temple, Lin Sushuang stuffed a bunch of copied Buddhist scriptures into her hands and asked her to enshrine them under the statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva for peace of mind.

Listening to the bells sung by Zen outside, Mo Lan knew it was almost here.

First, it was for Chang Feng. She bowed respectfully and added some sesame oil money.

Secondly, he handed the greeting card written by Chang Feng to the young monk. Looking at the Buddhist name written on it, he couldn't help but smile shyly.

"Female donor, Master Chengding is a chess fanatic and doesn't care about other things. Only Go and Buddhism can make him interested. There has always been a rule here that anyone who comes to play chess must come up with a prize. , if you lose, offer it to Buddha."

Mo Lan took off the jade pendant from her waist and handed it to the young monk's hand, "Is this enough?"

"The lottery is not limited to high value, please give it to the female donor."

The little monk looked at Mo Lan's slightly childish face and touched the jade in his hand. He was afraid that this time, the uncle would win again.

It's still an excellent bonus, and he's more generous than the young master in the room.

Chengsheng heard the movement outside the house early, and he heard it together with the people inside.

"There has never been a female benefactor who... asked me to play chess with me. It's really a strange thing."

Cheng Sing was even more surprised when he saw the person opposite him moving randomly.

"Why do you know the female benefactor outside the house?"

The man responded calmly, with a smile on his gentle and jade-like face.

"The sound sounds similar, but I can't tell for sure. I'll warm some hot tea behind the screen first. A little girl was defeated in less than half an hour. After she leaves, we can have a good game. One game.”

Master Chengding smiled and wiped away the mess.

"I see that you can't lose, so I use that female donor as a raft. That's all. No one else can beat me. You can still fight. I'll give you another chance. This time, look at how I kill you step by step. Defeat you."

When Mo Lan entered the room, Chengding had already knelt down on the futon and looked at the blank 16-way chessboard in front of him.

"Donoress, please."

The two of them were going back and forth, moving very quickly.

By the fifty-sixth move, the battle became more intense. White's chess volleyed and pressed the lower right corner of black's chess. Mo Lan held the white chess in hand and broke through resolutely.

Always have his finger on the pulse of the chess game and never hesitate to strike when the opportunity arises.

The black and white sides fought on their own, with four giant dragons rolling and circling, sprinting swiftly to the left along the edge.

Cheng Ding was good at quick moves, and his opponent made moves like the wind. The shock in his heart surged with joy, and he tried his best.

White skillfully forces him to react, and he does whatever it takes, even to intercept a white dragon. Now, both sides have no way to retreat, and only the dragon that devours the other side can ensure survival.

On the ninety-sixth move, White actually made a wonderful move!

White skillfully used the corners to create a wonderful catastrophe, stabbing the opponent's vitals fiercely, leaving Black to sit back and wait for death.

This move... made Cheng Ding stunned. How could this be just a masterful move? It's simply an unpredictable move.

Sincerity has no chance of recovery, and can only be pocketed by white chess step by step.

Chengsada stared at the chessboard, then raised his head to look at her...seemingly a little unbelievable.

"I dare to ask the female benefactor where she learned from."

Mo Lan smiled softly and said, "I was just thinking about it when I had nothing to do. I'll take my leave now."

The smile was extremely beautiful, the red lips pursed in a slight arc, and the calm and unhurried publicity could be seen clearly through a small crack in the screen.

It was not like the gentle and virtuous person seen at the banquet that day. For a moment, people only remembered the arrogance when they won.

Her smile was no longer a slight curl of the lips, but as bright and dazzling as a spring flower, shining like the rising sun.

"Wait, please forgive me for disturbing you, I also want to ask for advice."

I saw a figure walking out of the screen. He was an upright gentleman. He was wearing a light riding outfit that made him look a bit elegant. His hair was only tied up with a hollow silver crown without too many decorations.

It makes people think of it for no reason, the accumulated stones are like jade, and the rows of pines are like green.

Mo Lan looked at the young appearance of the person in front of him and said slowly, "Do you want me to give you two sons?"