It was not too early, and the three had a meal together in a bamboo house next to the bamboo forest.

The emperor wanted to play three rounds with the young Lang in front of his eyes, but he couldn't open his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and the sky was getting darker and darker. He really ate something this time.

Yange Meimei ate a meal, ignored the emperor's desire and stopped, and got up to leave with Master Fan.

When the chicken cub saw such a good opportunity, he could n’t understand: "This emperor likes to play chess. Why don't you play a few more games with him and meet your chess friends? Maybe he will find you under this skin. What about truth, goodness, and beauty? "

There is nothing uncommon about the words, easy to get, especially for the pride of the emperor like Yuandi, probably only the one with the heart is the best.

This is also a good start. When I returned to the room where I lived, Yange slept all night.

She did not continue to meet and talk with Master Fan again. In the past few days, she has gone through all the more famous places in Beijing.

Early in the morning, Yange was planning to go to the more famous Deng's suckling pig shop in Beijing to have a taste. As soon as he entered the shop, Yange, who was greeting the shopkeeper in front of the counter, saw Yuandi entering the door.

Alas, this guy did n’t go to the early morning, why did he come to such a place?

"Pray brother?" Yan Ge greeted Yuandi with a surprised fist: "I didn't expect to see you here, I'm glad I met."

Yuandi prays for peace, but no one dares to call his word, and few people know it, so he usually uses the word as a name for his Weifu clothes.

"Yanxiong!" Yuandi kept his words at Dajue Temple for a few days, but didn't "encounter him", so he had to take a different approach. He made a gesture to Yange: "It's better to meet each other than to meet us. table?"

"Okay." Yan Ge stroked his hand and laughed: "It's an honor."

Roasting suckling pigs takes time, Yuandi homeopathically proposed: "Rather than wait like this, let's talk about a game by hand?"

Songs echo: "Cannot be better"

The boxes are more luxurious, not only the four treasures of the study, but also the chess table, but there is no need to toss.

The two played against each other. Once the game started, they were all silent, and there was only the sound of falling off from time to time in the box.

Yange himself has lived for thousands of years, and has the system of cheating, and the chickens are also jumping up and down under the command of the puppet. Although it is a bit difficult to deal with the beloved beloved of Yuandi, it is not a weak person.

The game ended, it was already noon.

Yange was worth a son, barely winning.

Yuandi really didn't feel that way. He still had a little confidence in himself. He wanted to play another round, but seeing that Song of Song had called Xiao Xiao Er to serve, he could only watch the chessboard being closed.

Regrettable in his heart, Yuandi put a little more emphasis on Yange: "Where is Yan Yanbrow? People who are as amazing as Yan Yanbrow shouldn't be an unknown member in Beijing?"

"Beijing Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons, praying to my brother is too embarrassing for me." Yan Ge waved his hands and said humbly, "I am not a Beijinger. I have travelled since childhood. "

Emperor Yuan talked with Yan Ge several times, and his heart of love and talents arose, and he sincerely suggested the words: "Why isn't Yan Yan so young? He is famous on the side, and the two can also serve the people. "

Yange shook his head: "From an early age, my body is extremely poor. It is not easy to hang myself until now, and I dare not think about it later."

She paused and chuckled: "Pray for my brother who deserves me too much, and I will be better at chess, there is nothing else."

Roasted suckling pigs and side dishes came to the table one after another, both of them were empty in the belly, and the dining room was speechless.