The Salted Fish Life from the Night

Art is a very broad term, which is often mentioned, but very little can be successfully done.

Art can be said to be a kind of temperament. Every move, every small detail, has incredible beauty and touch, attracting your attention.

And it can't be imitated.

Even if your movements are consistent in detail, they can't be that harmonious.

It will be the same as Dong Shi's imitation... At this moment, Jiang Xianyu's charm is peerless.

Picking up a chess piece and then dropping it, the feeling of the white chess falling on the board is also so pleasant to the ear, full of rhythm, smooth movements, and natural taste, so that the bystanders can't understand it, they can only deeply invest in it and concentrate on it. He captured Jiang Xianyu's every chess move to satisfy his eyes.

This is enjoyment.

That's right, these people were not looking at the chessboard, but were deeply attracted by the chess players.

incredible.

"This is Mr. Fourteen of the academy? Why do I feel that he is more handsome than the former Prince Longqing?" A girl said softly.

Jiang Xianyu may not be as beautiful as Long Qing, but his temperament complements each other, and the lethality he caused is also extremely astonishing. No, the nympho over there seems to be unable to bear it.Is it a nympho again?

Maybe... She was just shocked that this guy had such a side?They have lived together for half a year, and they have also played chess, why is their temperament completely different?The guy who can put on airs the most, but it's really pleasing to the eye, Lu Chenjia couldn't help watching...

But there are very few people who really pay attention to the changes in the situation on the chessboard at this time.

Only a few chess masters were not affected.

They were shocked by Jiang Xianyu's powerful aura in the chess game. Being able to play chess so artistically is really beyond the reach of ordinary people... This Mr. Fourteen is really extraordinary.

"Could it be that the academy is really number one in everything?" A thought like this emerged involuntarily, and then he looked at the changes in the chess game seriously. The Lanke chess game is really not broken randomly, maybe there is no solution at all?

Jiang Xianyu wanted to survive the adversity of white chess in this endgame, and even overturned black chess.

Because it is an endgame, Jiang Xianyu has a disadvantage, but the gray-clothed old monk has been playing with this chess game for a long time.

This kind of endgame is a special test of a person's calculation ability. It is necessary to find life in a desperate situation and connect everything in a pile of messy firewood... Sangsang in the original book uses the calculation ability, which is beyond the computing power of a computer. , that is the most perfect but also the most meaningless way of making a move...

Tiansuan may be able to shock these people, but Jiang Xianyu can't, because it is not chess, just like those single-player games played in the previous life, with pre-set programs and fixed routines... this kind of chess game , is there any joy, is there any joy?

Jiang Xianyu couldn't do it. He couldn't go beyond the rules in chess, but changed the game within the rules. His chess didn't seem to be calculated, but he made it easily, and he had no regrets. , the stagnant chess game seemed to be disturbed.

Lan Ke, a pile of scattered firewood.

In Jiang Xianyu's eyes, this is a dragon. Since it has been cut off, it must be revived again. It is difficult to live, but it is still tenacious... The changes in the chess game will never match the changes in people, and he has no choice. Going beyond the chess game, but you can integrate yourself into the chess game... In short, this game is alive...

"Mr. Fourteen, your chess skills are indeed superb." The gray-clothed old monk folded his hands together and sighed. The style of chess played by this Mr. Fourteen is very unique. It is a routine that has never been seen before, and he may not be able to calculate the best position for the move. , but can always find a glimmer of life in a desperate situation. This is not the best way, but it is the best way.

The wonderful thing is that you can't see through...

Jiang Xianyu smiled: "Master, don't you want to continue?" I just got excited, is it about to end?How many steps are there for this endgame to end?

"The test of Lanke's three rounds is never about winning or losing. As long as you are devout and have no regrets, maybe you are a destined person?" The gray-clothed old monk chuckled, glanced at Ning Que over there, and said, "What's more, if Mr. Fourteen continues to make money , this game will be solved, but..."

"But it will take a lot of time, right?" Jiang Xianyu said as an old monk in gray.

The gray-clothed old monk smiled.

Jiang Xianyu continued: "Master, you know that I can clearly go up the mountain, but why do I have to play this game of chess?"

"Certify that the Academy is number one in everything?"

"No."

The gray-clothed old monk said, "Could it be to let Mr. Fourteen and the Daughter of Light cross the bridge?"

Jiang Xianyu shook his head and said, "No."

He looked at the Daughter of Light on the carriage, and smiled playfully, "The Daughter of Light wants to cross the bridge, she can solve the chess game by herself, and she can do it faster and better than me, why should I help them?!"

"Oh?" The old monk in gray didn't seem to believe it.

"If you have a chance, you will know if you try it, but this is not what I want to say..."

Passing through the thick carriage, Jiang Xianyu looked at the plain-clothed girl in the car, and said tenderly: "Why should I learn to play chess? I didn't know it before, but now I know it. After all, it's just a teenager's heart. Show it well in front of the woman you like."

"Shanshan, watch how I can solve the three rounds of Lanke and climb up Mount Washan...I want to prove that everything in the academy is number one, I also want to prove that I am the number one, and I have to prove that only I am a good match for a bookworm girl... ...someone else? Not qualified."

Seeing Jiang Xianyu and Mo Shanshan walking side by side and climbing the mountain together today, many people already know that this bookworm girl from Mochiyuan in Dahe Country has her own heart, and the one with the most suitors among the three idiots in the world finally has Sweetheart, is that prince's eyes still breathing fire?

Now Mr. Fourteen's bold confession proves this even more... The key point is that although the bookworm girl on the carriage didn't make a sound, she didn't object. As a result, all the previous things... can be determined, Lang Qingqiu I mean, what a beautiful couple.

The light and dark colors in Lu Chenjia's eyes flowed, and there were waves in her calm eyes. She smiled softly, walked slowly, and said to Mo Shanshan who was on the carriage: "Congratulations, Sister Bookworm, for finding Ruyi Lang!" Jun, but I don’t know if my sister is willing to share it with others?”

"???"

"..."

"???"

Lu Chenjia was standing beside Jiang Xianyu, very close to him, a few strands of hair could almost touch his nose and mouth, this distance was beyond the normal distance between a man and a woman, and the coldness and indifference of a nymphomaniac is the world's most We all know that she behaves so well, could it be... this Mr. Fourteen somehow even hooked up with the nymphomaniac?

You know... this is Prince Longqing's fiancée. Although it's in the past tense, no one would mind this, but... it's always a little... The key is that Lu Chenjia congratulated or provoked at this time, could it be because Do you feel that Jiang Xianyu favors one over another?

They are all the most outstanding women in the world, everyone is proud and conceited in their hearts, can they allow them to serve a husband together?What kind of man can't bear it, okay? !

At this time, Lu Chenjia said meaningfully: "Don't get me wrong, am I trying to fight the bookworm girl? After all... I heard that Mr. Fourteen has a very good relationship with the current adjudicating priest. It seems that a shared chariot appeared in Qi State..."

Jiang Xianyu: "..." I should have secretly recorded it when I peeked at you in the shower!

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Judgment seat?Sharing a chariot?Qi country counterparts?That's okay, Ye Hongyu is the great priest of the ruling, and still tempting you?Or did you drill it yourself?

The bookworm girl stared at Xianyu quietly through the carriage, and the latter suddenly felt restless.

"Wife, that was a misunderstanding." At this time, although Jiang Xianyu's style of painting has not collapsed, he has quietly explained to Shanshan through sound transmission, and his wife has shouted out, showing his holiness in front of others...

I hope I can support it with shamelessness.

"I'm a wife? Where's Ye Hongyu? Little San? Where's Lu Chenjia? Little Four?"

Who instilled this in you?

... Is this in the story book?

Jiang Xianyu's dusty demeanor almost froze... He quickly gave Lu Chenjia a sneaky look, and he warned the woman to be honest, and at the same time said through a secret voice transmission: "Are you taking revenge? Why? You're still there Do you hate me for driving you away last summer? But I did it for your own good, didn't I tell you Long Qing's whereabouts?"

Is it good to stay in Chang'an?

Do you have such deep love for me?

But the deepest love is fulfillment, girl, do you understand?

Jiang Xianyu understands, so didn't he become a nymphomaniac back then?Instead of eating the flowers, I gave them away... This realm is high enough.

Lu Chenjia: "..." She is also a hard-working person.

At the beginning, Jiang Xianyu asked her to go to the South China Sea to try her luck, and met Long Qing, who was about to sail away at that time, but her heart was like iron, and there was no way to change it. She returned to the moon sadly, perhaps because of Jiang Xian's lonely time. Because of the language, she will not be too gloomy.

Maybe she was really desperate for Long Qing... In short, it seemed that Jiang Xianyu took advantage of her... Anyway, she was not ashamed, or her realm would not have improved.Although she pales in comparison to Taoist and bookworm, nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia is of course a top-notch woman in this world.

After this nymphomaniac appeared, he had been quietly accompanying the monks in the Xuankong Temple, but now he suddenly spoke, and the words he said were still so ambiguous, as if he was accusing this Mr. Fourteen of always giving up...

The ruling priest Ye Hongyu, the moon princess Lu Chenjia, the master Moshan of the Mochi Garden, well, the three most outstanding women... all have countless entanglements with Jiang Xianyu. Maybe it was just gossip in the past, but now they are all nymphomaniacs. Lu Chenjia said it himself... This is different.

Everyone took out matches...

At first everyone thought that Lu Chenjia wanted to be real sisters with the bookworm, but they mentioned Ye Hongyu, the current adjudicator...

It was quiet all of a sudden.

Then he was indignant at Jiang Xianyu...how should I put it, Lu Chenjia's words like this have already insulted the Judgment God...it is not Xiling, otherwise...he will really be killed by Haotian disciples.

It is confirmed that this woman is pulling hatred, and Jiang Xianyu also responds, so why don't you continue to be a quiet beauty?

The bookworm girl smiled gently and indifferently: "Sister Chenjia, I dare not speak nonsense about the Judgment God, but if you like to serve tea and water, sister is very welcome...he should like it."

"My sister is just talking casually."

Jiang Xianyu coughed in embarrassment between women, he really didn't expect it, because he and the nympho were really innocent, so even if he saw the nympho coming, he could be calm, but this woman But it seems to come here on purpose...

Empathy?Can't it?

After the first game of chess, or to say that the situation is developing towards a very good situation, the gray-clothed old monk and the Southern Jin chess master seem to be savoring it carefully on the chessboard, but the first game of the three bad games has already ended.

The gray-clothed old monk motioned for everyone to cross the bridge.

Jiang Xianyu looked at the old monk in gray in confusion.

The old monk's spirit seems to be overdrawn a lot. Playing chess is very energy-consuming. Even a practitioner has outstanding mental power, but if he puts it on the chessboard, he can calculate the correct one under the situation changes between the black chess pieces and the white pieces. The road is also extremely overdrawn.

This is even more so when playing chess to the end.

In an endgame like Ranke, in the chaos, every piece that falls is a great loss... There is already blood dripping from the corners of the old monk's lips, but Jiang Xianyu is always in excellent condition and full of energy of.

It was precisely because of this that the gray-clothed old monk stopped.

The endgame is no longer a dead game. If you continue, the endgame is not broken, and you have come to life, then the final victory or defeat is not important... In fact, it is not unimportant. No matter how advanced a chess player is, the outcome of the game is the same. It will not change, but the gray-clothed old monk knows that if this continues, maybe Heizi will win, but at that time he himself will be played to death by this game...

"Mr. Fourteen is really good. No wonder Senior Brother Qishan would make such an explanation. The second floor of the academy is really well-deserved. I didn't know that Mr. Fourteen has such a profound chess skill..." The gray-clothed old monk said: "There is such a game Chess, I am satisfied." As he waved his sleeves, all the chess skills on the chessboard were deeply engraved on the chessboard.

This endgame is over.

Jiang Xianyu: "???" Actually, you can continue with that Sangsang, but... I guess if you continue, the old monk will have a mental breakdown.

After crossing the Tiger Leaping Mace Bridge, instead of going to the door for the second pass, I went into a Buddhist temple to rest. It was noon and it was time to eat.

There seemed to be light rain falling in the sky. Jiang Xianyu and the bookworm were eating in the room. It was good to eat vegetarian food. He had nothing to say and said, "Shanshan, if you don't like this, how about I Now make you a bowl of fried rice with eggs?" The girl didn't say anything.

The bookworm girl looked at Jiang Xianyu, then stretched out her hand, and stroked his face lightly. She said jokingly, "What? Thought I was going to hit you, a bad guy?"

Jiang Xianyu said: "It doesn't matter, you can hit whatever you want, if you hit, it's love."

"But why should I hit you?" Mo Shanshan blinked, his long eyelashes trembling, and then said: "Actually, I'm fine, I don't care what Lu Chenjia said at all."

Then Jiang Xianyu became depressed: "You don't care? How can you not care? I hook up with Ye Hongyu, and Lu Chenjia wants to hook up with me. As an official, big house, how can you?" Don’t you care? You should care, Shanshan, I’m so sad when you do this.”