Time is slow

   Chapter 101 Teahouse Game

   There is no conclusive evidence, but Qiao Zhao suddenly had this idea the moment he saw Jiang Yuanchao.

   Remembering the identity of this person, Qiao Zhao quickly withdrew his gaze.

   The feeling of being targeted by Jinlinwei is not very wonderful!

   But before she could avoid the window, the long-standing man on the street had already had a premonition, his eyes were like hooks to the window where she was, and he firmly locked the shadow by the window.

   One of them was standing in front of the upstairs window, and the other was standing by the street, meeting their eyes.

  Qiao Zhao raised his eyebrows, and simply started to be strong: "Brother Jiang, what a coincidence?"

  What is there in her that deserves his attention?

   Jiang Yuanchao was stunned for a moment.

   At this moment, he suddenly understood Jiang He's mood.

The    tracking target suddenly greeted him so generously, it felt really subtle.

   Jiang Yuanchao, who didn't feel this way when he grew up, didn't know what to do for a while.

   The girl by the window smiled and waved at him: "Brother Jiang, would you like to come up for a cup of tea?"

   "Oh—" Jiang Yuan responded subconsciously.

   The little girl dressed as a teenager added with a smile: "It happens that my father is also there."

  Jiang Yuanchao's leg was hanging in the air, almost staggering down.

  What does this little girl want, her father is beside her and wants to invite him for tea? Logically speaking, shouldn't it be normal to drink tea while the parents are not inviting?

  Uh, no, it's not right for a little girl to invite a big brother who has only met once for tea anyway!

   He couldn't help but take a closer look at the little girl by the window.

   So, this little girl must have seen him before, right?

   Or - secretly admiring him?

   Thinking of the scene where the little girl introduced herself enthusiastically and asked where his family lived that day, Jiang Yuanchao suddenly regretted it.

   "Zhaozhao, who are you talking to?" A man by the window stuck his head out.

   Under the scorching sun, the golden sunlight shone on the man's handsome face, as if it made his whole person shine, and he couldn't tell his age for a while.

   Until the little girl smiled generously: "Father, it's a big brother I met by chance."

   Jiang Yuanchao came back to his senses.

   It turns out that this is the little girl's father, Li Xiu.

   At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was normal for the little girl to keep calling him Uncle Jiang. With such a father who looked a few years older than him, what would he be called if he didn't call him Uncle?

  Li Guangwen glanced at Jiang Yuan, reached out and patted his daughter's head: "Don't randomly call strangers big brother."

   After thinking about it, he added: "You can't call me uncle."

   called the eldest brother to worry about the loss of his daughter, and called the uncle as if he was at a loss.

  Li Guangwen looked at Jiang Yuanchao with a scrutiny.

  Jiang Yuan greeted him with a stiff smile at the corner of his mouth, turned and walked away.

   He stopped until he was out of sight of the two of them, and heaved a sigh of relief.

  The sun was warm in early summer, Jiang Yuanchao was leaning against a tree, covering most of his figure, and his sight was not far from Wuwei Teahouse.

   Soon after, he saw Li Guangwen coming out of the door, a little girl dressed as a teenager following him, quiet and well-behaved.

  Li Guangwen had a reluctant look on his face as he turned his head to his daughter and didn't know what to say.

   The young man smiled and replied a few words, and the father laughed silly.

  Jiang Yuanchao was dumbfounded for a while.

   Then, he saw an old man in his 60s slowly pacing to the Wuwei Tea House. Li Guangwen stayed where he was, and the boy standing beside him pushed his father out.

   At that moment, Jiang Yuanchao let out a low laugh, and then withdrew his smile, watching the old man's eyes darken.

   It turned out to be Su He, Minister of Rites!

  Why does Su Shangshu appear here?

   By the way, Su Shangshu is also the head of the Hanlin Academy, and Li Guangwen is written by the Hanlin Academy. It is not unusual for them to meet in the teahouse next to the Hanlin Academy, but—

   Jiang Yuanchao's gaze fell back to Qiao Zhao again.

   But why did Li Guangwen bring his daughter?

   This is not common sense!

   Could it be—

  Jiang Yuanchao's face suddenly sank.

   Selling women for glory?

   He saw the young man salute Su Shangshu, neither humble nor arrogant, with a gentle smile on his face.

  Jiang Yuanchao shook his head and suppressed this absurd thought. Seeing the three people turn back to the teahouse, he thought for a while, then lifted his feet and walked towards the Wuwei Teahouse.

  Su Shangshu followed Li Guangwen into the private room, and then took a closer look at Qiao Zhao.

   Seeing that the young man's eyebrows are delicate, but his demeanor is free and easy, and there is no trace of fatness at all, he was secretly surprised and confirmed, "Li Xiuzhuan, is this really your daughter?"

  Li Guangwen looked complacent: "Of course, other people's daughters can't follow me out."

  Qiao Zhao lowered his eyes silently.

   Father's words really made sense, but she was speechless.

  Su Shangshu retracted his gaze, nodded and said, "Alright, little girl Li, let's start."

  Qiao Zhao smiled generously: "Master, please."

  Su Shangshu squinted at Li Guangwen and thought to himself: This **** also knows that this old man is in charge of the hospital? Rare, really rare!

   The two sat opposite each other, Qiao Zhao took the black child and smiled, "Please go first."

  Su Shangshu held the crystal white, and his smile was quite playful.

   For players, the respected player will play first, and the master will play with White.

   This little girl let him go first because he only admitted that his status was higher than hers, but his level of self-confidence was no worse than his.

   is really an interesting little girl, and he wants to try her level.

  Su Shangshu thought so, and he dropped two sons on the constellation without hesitation.

  Qiao Zhao pinched Heizi, pondered for a moment, and dropped the handle.

   An hour later.

  Su Shangshu fixed his eyes on the chessboard tightly, and muttered: "It turned out to be a miracle!"

   The so-called "god cross" is draw.

   You must know that the chess field is like a battlefield, and the chance of a draw is extremely rare, at least Su Shangshu has not encountered it for several years.

   He took a deep look at Qiao Zhao, who looked calm, and said solemnly, "One more round."

   After more than half an hour, Su Shangshu was completely stunned: "God offended, it's divine offense again!"

   There are two draws in a row, is it a coincidence?

   He stared at the girl dressed as a teenager opposite him, his eyes brimming with brilliance, and he waved his big hand: "Come again!"

  Li Guangwen was even more excited when he stood aside, patted the armrest of the chair and said, "Come again, come again!"

  Su Shangshu raised his eyelids and glanced at Li Guangwen, and said with a stern face: "Guanqi is silent!"

  What are you excited about? I don't know how to pour him a cup of tea!

   "Master Chief, please." Qiao Zhao said this for the third time, but this time, it was very different in the heart of the other party.

  Su Shangshu nodded with deep eyes, and took the initiative to say: "Come!"

   Another half an hour passed. When the third draw appeared, Su Shangshu could no longer maintain the restraint of an important minister of a country. He stared at Qiao Zhao and asked, "Girl, how did you do it?"

The appearance of    draws is rare, so what about draws made intentionally? Su Shangshu simply didn't want to think deeply.

   This can only show one problem, the little **** the opposite side is far superior to him!

   In the game of chess, we check the rules in ancient times. If there is something wrong, welcome to catch bugs.

   (end of this chapter)