Green and black floating fragrance

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The snow on the ground is not yet deep, and there are light snowflakes floating in the air, falling on the velvet roof and seeping into the cracks of the tiles, some are black and some are pure white, which looks very interesting.

The attendant stirred the charcoal fire with a torch, tongs out the charcoal fire that was gradually covered with white ash in the brazier, added high-quality charcoal again, and slowly retreated with the brazier in his hand.

The small brazier was not enough to resist the bitter cold, and the scarlet fire flickered, slowly giving off some warmth.

"What is the cold weather calling me for?" Hayama Kotaro opened the paper door, breathed into the palm of his hand a few times, and said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "It's really cold...It only snowed last night." He looked at the wide open lattice door, outside It was the courtyard covered with misty white snow, and I wanted to complain a few more words, but when I saw the kneeling person giving me a sideways look, I couldn't help shivering.

"I don't complain too much, but..." Ye Shan said awkwardly, and walked towards the lattice door honestly, the wind is the strongest near the corridor, but the kneeling person didn't notice it, he just focused on looking at the chessboard in front of him, but what he wanted The dark red jacket she wore stood out against the glistening white snow.

Chess horses were placed on the foyer platforms at the lower corners of the two sides of the chessboard. The chess game laid out on the chessboard was one attack and one defense.Ye Shan stood on the side of the chess player, pretending to watch for a while, seeing that he was only watching and studying the chess game without making a move, he couldn't help but feel a little bored, touched his nose and opened his mouth again.

"Fujiwara has been expelled, and the rest are worthless, not worth mentioning. I thought it would take a long time, but I didn't expect it to only take seven or eight years. It was a waste of so much thought."

"The trouble now is not only the old stubborn Genji faction who refused to allow the opening of the school, but also some foreign daimyos, whose territory is wide and mostly outside. If they collude with Ezo..."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard the crisp sound of the chess horse falling, and that soft sound seemed particularly deserted in the winter.

"Xiao Taro, what are you talking about?" Although his voice was not loud, it was more piercing than the cold air in his ears, and his momentum was like a rainbow, piercing his heart——

"Who do you think you are following?"

"From the beginning to the present, which thing has let you down? Or," the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and the aggressive aura of a high-ranking person hit Ye Shan directly:

"The word defeat has never existed in my world."

Seemingly startled by his astonishing momentum, Ye Shan's expression changed slightly, his lips opened and closed a few times, and finally closed his mouth.

"How do you feel about the chess game just now?" After a while, the young man spoke, but his momentum remained the same. Although he sat and stood with Ye Shan, it still made Ye Shan bow his head deeply.

"I don't know shogi."

Ha Shan has only heard about it, but he has never played shogi himself. After just a few glances, he can only see that the enemy seems to have the upper hand.

"Forget it." He picked up a chess horse, "Do you recognize this one?"

Ye Shan took a look and replied, "Xiangche."

"Xiangche's main defense, although it is of little use to me now, but it is a pity to abandon it, it is only for the opponent's gain, and it has become a powerful offensive self-reliance." He bent his index finger and tapped the chessboard lightly, "You say I will not give up ?”

Knowing that he was not asking for his answers and opinions, and because he said something wrong just now, Ye Shan only pursed his lips, but did not answer.

"The opening I'm talking about is not asking for opinions, but giving orders." He stretched out his hand to move the flying car forward, and under the strong attack of his own son, he took the lead in breaking the deadlock and breaking the opponent's siege.

"What about the abandoned son?" He raised his eyebrows and dropped his son, "The king's hand."

He finally moved his gaze away from the chessboard, and the different-colored pupils were full of light, emitting a strange brilliance.

"Victory is the fate of emperors."

That haughty kingly air made people tremble and surrender involuntarily, Ye Shan slowly knelt down and smiled.

"Yes, Your Highness Seijuro."