After being reborn, being alone as a queen

When Xie Jin walked out of the courtyard, he saw a person playing chess in the garden in the distance, shaded by pear blossoms.

Qingluan whispered something in his ear, he had very good eyesight, and saw Xie Jin at a glance, then got up and stepped aside.

Xie Jin smiled helplessly and walked over

Xie Chi was sitting on a stone bench. In front of him was a huge polished stone with the shape of a chessboard carved out of it. It was the same as an ordinary chessboard except for the difference in size.

Xie Jin cupped his hands and said, "Brother is very elegant."

Xie Chi didn't raise his head, there were two boxes of Nuanyu chess pieces by his elbows, one white and one black.

His voice was as cold as ever, and he said: "Then the oiran is a former grand master?"

Xie Jin's lips twitched

Obviously, Qingluan should have reported all the conversations in the house to Xie Chi.

Xie Jin tugged his robe and sat down on the opposite stone bench and said, "Since elder brother already knows, why do you ask this question?"

Xie Chi raised his eyelids and lightly swept across his face

Xie Jin knew that he was looking into his eyes.

He handed a box of black pieces to Xie Jin, and said calmly, "Zi Jian, play chess with Brother Wei?"

Xie Jin took the chess box, his eyes moved down, there was an endgame on the chessboard, which tasted like a dead game.

Baizi was as powerful as a broken bamboo, with a fierce offensive, completely sweeping away thousands of troops, while Heizi seemed passive, but in fact he was hiding his edge, and the fight was very fierce.

Some people in this world are born with talents, and some people are born with talents.

In Xie Jin's eyes, the chessboard is criss-crossed, and every step of killing and turning is clear and clear at a glance.

In just a moment, his eyes quickly analyzed the key points that could turn the tide of the battle.

He has always been good at observing people's subtle expressions. It should be said that he learned from them. This is a compulsory course.

Xie Jin glanced at Yang Zihuo's expression from the corner of his eye. His facial expression seemed flat, but it was hard to hide the depression in his eyes. His eyes were fixed on the chessboard. Obviously, the original body had never experienced such a thing.

He suddenly shone, put the chess box in his hand in the groove on the side and said: "Brother, did you mean to amuse me, I don't care about playing with Fengyue, chess is such an elegant thing, even a fool who has never been to the Imperial College Don't you make a fool of yourself when you're a dandy?"

Xie Chi looked at him for a while, but couldn't tell what expression was in his eyes.

Xie Jin was also a little bit nervous, but only a little bit, because no matter what the result was, the fact had already happened, and he had no way out.

Now even if he doesn't want to be Xie Jin anymore, he has already done it.

Xie Jin had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but there was no change on his face.

Xie Chi finally withdrew his scrutinizing eyes, and said, "It's okay, according to your feeling, just do whatever you want, there are no rules between us brothers."

Xie Jin caressed his forehead with his fingers, obviously having some headaches, and said: "Then the foolish brother should be respectful rather than obedient."

After a few rounds in a blink of an eye, the snow-white pear blossoms, like winter snowflakes, fell all over the courtyard with the breeze blowing from the branches. Looking from a distance, the bluestone slabs are covered with remnants of flowers, which has a strange beauty of falling flowers.

And the layout of the chess game is chaotic and out of order.

Qingluan stood aside and watched almost unsightly, the corners of his eyes and brows were faintly twitching

The son and the second master are not playing chess here, they are clearly playing with chess pieces.

After Xie Jin put down the last chess piece in his hand, he stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Brother, I won! Let's make a deal."

Xie Chi sat in the same place for a moment, and took a closer look, it turned out that he placed the black chess in his hand on the chessboard as a wandering dragon.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xie Jin said haha: "The dragon symbolizes the emperor, who can compare to the emperor, so I won this game, I wonder what brother thinks?"

Xie Chi sighed: "Zi Jian is absolutely right."

This question is clearly a bandit question, if the answer is no, it is suspected of despising the emperor's imperial power.

Xie Jin saw that his face was clearly cold, but he could see a bit of embarrassment, so he laughed dumbly and said, "I don't know if my brother thinks I have talent in chess?"

Xie Chi looked at him, and nodded coldly: "Zi Jian is extremely talented in chess, if he can be taught by a famous teacher, his skills will surely surprise everyone and make him famous all over the world."

Qingluan thought that the master's kung fu of opening his eyes and telling nonsense is really proficient. If he remembered correctly just now, the master had pointed out many places, but in the end the second master completely ignored it, and he didn't remember the last point.

Where is this talent, it is simply appalling.

If this is called talent, then chess can be played by a three-year-old child.

...

Although Xie Jin planned to go out and wander around in the Wuxiang Building in a few days, he didn't expect it and made a mistake.

The wind was a bit strong today, and in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion, the pear tree was blown so that the flower branches swayed, and the petals fell for free.

Xie Chi is very distressed about this

There are countless exotic flowers and plants in this world, the peonies are luxurious, and the peonies are gorgeous.

These two kinds of flowers are called "two unique flowers" among all kinds of flowers. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "peony is the king of flowers, and peony is the face of flowers".

But he only loves the snow-white pear blossoms.

And more importantly, this pear blossom was planted by Shizi himself when he was young.

Qingluan saw him looking at the remaining flowers on the bluestone floor tiles with piercing eyes, he had been with Xie Chi since he was a child, how could he not know what he was thinking.

He comforted him with a voice: "Master, this flower will wither sooner or later, and it will bloom again in the spring of next year, so why regret it."

Xie Jin looked over, a trace of unpredictability flashed across Xie Chi's face, and he said, "This species is very rare, and it comes from Xiangping."

Xiangping, a city known as the "Millennium Snow Capital"

It is also the fief of King Xiangping, the brother whom the emperor loves very much.

Why is it called Xuedu, because all pear trees are planted in that city, and the beautiful scenery of "thousands of pear trees blooming" described in the book can only be enjoyed here.

Every year in winter, the thick snow lays a blanket of snow on the ground, and the thin snow falls on the bare branches, which is another kind of beauty of flowers blooming.

It is also the only city in the world that has different styles in four seasons.

Xie Jin held a ball of soft green dough in his hand and stared at a pear tree for a while, which seemed familiar.

They sat around a stone table in the yard. Some kitchen utensils were placed on the stone table. Green mugwort leaves were piled up on the table to form a tablecloth, and light blue glutinous rice dumplings were placed on it.

Qingluan, Yang Zihuo, and several maids accompanying Mrs. Hou's mansion were by her side, holding hands from time to time.

Usually it is not easy to see the two young masters sitting together so calmly at the same time, especially after the second master was injured at the beginning of last month, and he hadn't seen the second master for a long time.

A few servant girls raised their eyes and peeked at them from time to time, their cheeks flushed slightly.

Mrs. Hou Fu sees through and doesn't tell the truth, unless there is something that can't be done at all, she usually does it herself.

What's more, in Madam Hou's words, she still wants to train her two sons in today's move, although the result is not ideal..

Looking up, Xie Chi sat upright, staring at the things on the table, unable to start.

And Xie Jin was playing with a green ball in his hand, with a faint smile in his eyes as always, obviously not paying attention.

Mrs. Hou Fu glanced at him disapprovingly, stretched out her hand and patted the back of his hand lightly and reprimanded him: "Jin'er, let go! This green ball is for eating, you can't play with it"

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows, but didn't let go, and said, "Mother, I've played with this before, so I can't eat it."

Mrs. Hou's Fu sighed helplessly, thinking about it was the same reason, so she let him go, but she couldn't help but said: "I've seen people who are about to be weak, and they are still so childish!"

Xie Jin really wants to say that Gu is actually a [-]-year-old person, do you believe it?

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xie Chi's eyes fell on the Youth League in his hand: "Is it so fun?"

Xie Jin weighed it: "It feels very good in the hand, and it must have a good taste."

As soon as he said this, Xie Chi looked at him with indescribable eyes, and said indifferently: "You should eat this kind of food by yourself."

Xie Jin laughed loudly, and after laughing, a few traces of melancholy appeared in his chest.

He has lived as Song Huaian for so many years, and he has never enjoyed this kind of atmosphere where the whole family washes their hands and makes soup.

He said, "Mother, why do you want to do this all of a sudden?"

Mrs. Hou Fu was holding a piece of mugwort leaves in her hand, and she glanced at him with a smile: "Tomorrow is the cold food festival, and I want to eat cold food. Although this youth group took some effort, it is better than being full."

Xie Jin's thoughts froze

Yes, it's Cold Food Festival.

He was imprisoned in the East Palace for three years, and lived a life of ten years, almost forgetting the folk festivals.

However, the former prime minister's mansion didn't even have a few servants, and there was no such thing as a festival, even if it was held, it would not be able to pass it.

Because in previous years, on days like New Year's Eve, Mid-Autumn Festival and Reunion Festival, His Highness would hold a palace banquet to entertain all courtiers.

During the three years when he was imprisoned in the East Palace, His Highness would deliberately stay in the East Palace during those days.

It was said to be an overnight stay, but in fact it was just that Song Huaian was lying in Xiyuan to sleep, and he was sitting in the garden drinking wine all night.

So far, he has not figured out why this happened.

"Hurry up, both of you! Don't even listen to your mother's words? There is no such thing as a gentleman staying away from the kitchen in our Marquis Mansion. If you are a gentleman, you must know how to love your future wife and children."

Mrs. Hou Fu wiped their faces one by one.

In an instant, the two handsome young men turned into painted-faced cats.

Xie Chi had no choice but to take out the handkerchief in his arms and wiped his hands again, before he started to do it clumsily.

Mrs. Hou Fu ordered the maid behind her to say: "Qiaoqiao, you go and teach Chi'er."

The servant girl named Qiaoqiao heard the words, her eyes lit up instantly, and she hurriedly said, "Yes! Ma'am"

Xie Jin threw away the badly squeezed dumpling, Yang Zihuo brought a water basin to clean his hands, and then slowly started to cook

But his learning speed is much faster than Xie Chi's

It's almost [-]% to [-]% of the way to be the third one.

Mrs. Hou Fu saw it and smiled happily.

Xie Chi's martial arts attainments and many aspects are better than this younger brother who only knows dog fighting and cockfighting, but he is particularly young in this aspect.

Yang Zihuo said with some difficulty: "Ma'am, will I eat this all day tomorrow? I'm afraid it's not easy to digest."

Mrs. Hou's Mansion shook her head: "Of course not, I also ordered the people in the mansion to prepare sanzi, cold cakes, cold food porridge, etc. This cold food festival is close to Qingming Festival, and I also prepared some Qingming fruits."

Come to think of it, Ching Ming Festival is coming soon

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls

It's not really a happy holiday.

Every year, the queen's death day and Qingming Festival, although His Highness doesn't say it, he can see it

These are the most difficult days for Your Highness.

Xie Jin is slightly lost in thought