Xunzi nudged the chess face and meditated, and his right hand habitually pinched a white piece in the chess bowl. However, his raised hand did not fall for a long time. His eyes closed, and he concealed the unwillingness that would be revealed inside.

"Yes, the old man lost." He said, and finally dropped his hand and threw the pieces into the chess bowl.

"Concession." Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Go opponents like Zhang Liang and Xunzi can lose the game if they have a slight negligence. Throughout the process, the concentration of concentration is not to mention, and it is necessary to continuously calculate the subsequent chess paths, which is troublesome.

Xunzi made the boy drink clear tea, and the two had a drink. After taking a break like this, it is then a rematch, analyzing the subtleties of the other party and how to deal with them properly. Then, taking the chess pieces back into the chess cup, the two began to talk about the business.

Xunzi looked at Jingyu, nodded secretly, first smiled and praised: "The whole world is catching the son, who thought that the son would play chess at the door of the prime minister of Qin State. He can play against such a son. The situation is really a big pleasure in life, ha ha ha"

Xunzi naturally understood that Li Si was here, so the entire Xiaoshengxianzhuang was surrounded by Qin Jun. That's it. When Jingyu played chess, he didn't see any distractions, which really admired him.

"Xunfu Zi smiled, I was expecting that he would not dare to break into the Confucius residence, relying on the name of the Confucius, it is not a great thing." Jingyu said modestly, "It's Confucius you, after that you can play such a thing. I was surprised by the situation."

Xunzi smiled bitterly, ‘I am also influenced by you. "He couldn't say how he said it. After glancing at a pair of Wuyou with big eyes filled with joy, Xiaoyu actively asked Jingyu: "I heard that there is a rule for the son to play chess, and the loser should do something for the winner who does not violate morality and can do what he can. I don't know what the son needs Xun Qing to do?"

The smart boy who was beside Jingyu, Xunzi could only think of the new Chu king. However, there are many rumors in the outside world that Young Master Xiang has shown his intention to replace it. In that case, he wasn’t sure why Jingyu brought the child to him. He didn’t think about it. Jingyu would let the child enter under his door. Only in this way, the disciples taught by him are backed by Confucianism, it is difficult to imagine that they will be easily replaced.

Jingyu motioned to Xiaozuo, who was sitting again after waking up, came to her side, took her small hand to comfort, and said to Xunzi: "I want to ask Xunzi to take this child as a disciple and teach her to be a talent."

Seeing Jingyu's manners, despite the expectations, Xunzi still didn't answer for a while when he really heard it.

"Is it difficult for Master?" Jingyu asked, frowning.

"Ah, no, it's not." Xunzi finally recovered. "The old man liked this child very much." He sighed. "It's true that the old man didn't want to accept his disciples for life. However, today he is betting on this game. The old man lost his heart and convinced himself. So what the son said, Xun Qing dared not violate it."

There is still some tumult in his heart, ‘It seems that there are many rumors outside that are untrue, and I don’t see him replacing King Chu at all. Yes, the two are like brothers. If they did this, wouldn’t they be better? 'Thinking of this, it is inevitable to think of Li Si and Han Fei's two disciples, regretting that the expression flashed in his eyes.

Jingyu doesn't have the ability to read the mind, as long as Xunzi agrees to accept Xiaoyu.

After thinking about it, I told him, "I know Master, you are prestigious in Confucianism, and accept your disciples. I am afraid that there will be a very formal rite of worship. But this is not a good thing for Yuer. So, I have This ruthless request, I hope that the Master can keep everything simple, and finally don’t make it known to the world."

"Well, the old man knows the depth." Xunzi touched his beard for a moment, and called the boy to come, "When you three of the teachers sent away the "noble guest", hum, let them go to the hall with the portrait of the saint I." He specifically emphasized those two words, obviously still very dissatisfied with Li Si, but this is not what Jingyu wants to ignore.

auzw.com On the other side, after watching a wonderful drama, Piotiao finally understood why Zhang Liang painted it as a dark horse. Seeing that Li Si and others had left, there was nothing else here, and he immediately made Dunfa rush back to Youjian Inn. To be honest, his addiction to be bragging about people has risen again.

The three heads of Confucianism sent Li Si and others out of the door of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. When he returned to the village, he immediately received Xunzi's message.

"Uncle Shi told us to go to the auditorium?" Fu Nianwen Yan, who had a nice gentleman's beard, looked at the two younger brothers. "Do you know what happened?"

"Uh" Yan Lu helped Zhang Liang a little, knowing that someone was looking for Xunzi to play Go today. It's just that he still doesn't know who he is playing against Xunzi. However, he expected that Xunzi's behavior must be related to it. He glanced at Zhang Liang who had no intention of saying anything. He decided not to speak for the moment, so he shook his head.

"I don't know either." Zhang Liang shifted his sights at will. "Let's go faster. If you let Uncle Shi arrive before us, this is the reason."

Fu Nian's complexion became a bit ugly. Their uncle is a great man, but his temper is a little bit bad. If they are really unhappy, they scold them for a pass, they also refute not. So he nodded and walked first.

Behind them, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang kept whispering all the way after catching up, and I wonder if they asked why.

The three rushed all the way, and when they reached the gate of the auditorium, they still saw the open door. This made their brothers and sisters' faces suddenly darken, as did Zhang Liang. After pushing each other for a while, all want the other party to enter first, so as to bear the first anger.

"Don't come in yet?" Xunzi yelled from inside, "How many years old do you have no responsibility. Confucianism is in your hands, and I don't know if it's inappropriate." Of course, he was angry, three people In the end, he still knows.

Fu Nian and the three could not avoid it. They walked in with a scalp, and saw Xunzi with his back to the door, looking at the portrait of Shengxian. There were two people standing beside him, one was a silent young man about 14 years old, and the other was a childish child who was curious and looking around.

The three looked at each other. The original guess would be related to Li Si, which was denied at this moment. In this way, Fu Nian's waist board could not help but straighten.

"Cough, Master Uncle summoned, I don't know what to say." He said with a hand.

"Close the door first," Xunzi said.

"Yes." Zhang Liang turned and closed the door.

Xunzi listened to the squeaking noise and turned around, his eyes sternly swept across the faces of the three, causing the three to avoid their eyes.

"The old man is going to take another disciple," he said.

In an instant, except for Zhang Liang, Fu Nian and Yan Lu raised their heads in surprise

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