despair!

There was a crunch on the chessboard, and the long-thought Xunzi dropped a black spot. With his posture closed, his eyelids opened and closed, a gleam of light flowed, showing his confidence in winning. But at this moment, he is still quite nervous. If the opponent sees through his path, he has to give up and find another good opportunity.

Fan Zeng, who was sitting opposite, was also watching the chessboard meditation. Xunzi's move did not change his expression. Hold the beard for a while, pinch out a white piece, and place it in a white chess unit beside a row of black pieces.

Xunzi saw it, his eyes flashed with joy. He knew that he had won, but instead squeezed the black son to block this piece of white and put it on the ground.

Fan Zeng's turn again, after a long thought, he sighed and threw the white piece in his hand back to the chess cup.

"Alas, I lost this game."

"Successful!" The Xunzi won arched across the chessboard. "In this case, we will each win eight and lose."

This game is really dangerous. He previously lost Fan Zeng to make the ratio 8-7. If he loses again, it will be 9-7. According to the two men’s initial agreement, the player who won two games in a row wins. Fan Zeng's old man. Fan Zeng's situation was good after the start, which continued until the middle market. One can imagine how entangled Xunzi was at that time because he was a person who was extremely reluctant to admit defeat.

Fan Zeng nodded the game and lost, it can be said that everything returned to the starting point. You need to play two more games to make a difference. However, one night concentrating on the chess course, even two young people will be exhausted, not to mention old people like them. They have reached their limits and know each other's situation. It's just that it is really impossible for one of them to strike first.

At this moment, the two looked at each other across the chessboard, still full of dissatisfaction. However, the funny part is also here, and no one of them immediately offered another game.

Jingyu walked into the house with Xiao Zou, bypassing the screen, and first saw the strange look of the two looking at each other across the end plate. Beside them, there is another chess board on which the final game of the game played by Xun Zi and that day is only a chess table but not the one used on that day.

Seeing this, he roughly understood what was going on.

Fan Zeng and Xiang Liang are important strategists and officials of Jingyu. There are some personal things that he will hide from them, but they still let them know about the power. For example, this time through the game of chess, let Xiaoyu enter the Confucianism, Fan Zeng greatly approved.

Now think about it, 80% of Fan Zeng wanted to see the game, Xunzi gave it to him. Afterwards, I didn't know what happened when the two discussed the chess game. The argument was changed to actual combat drill, and the length was discussed through the outcome.

The facts did not deviate much from what Jingyu thought. He brought Xiaoyu back to his present place yesterday. When the messengers sent Qing'er and Xuenv to think, did Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng still follow the Mo family? If he is okay, if not, the two of them may not be able to say anything at the Mo family.

Thinking of Xunzi's lonely and lonely expression when he parted, he simply sent Fan Zeng, who is also an old man, to the past. He thought well, the two old men were companions, and they talked to each other to solve the loneliness.

When Fan Zeng met Xunzi at the beginning, it was exactly what he expected. They respect each other well, and discuss some academic, flowers, and chess aspects, but they all admire each other. It's just that after Jingyu played the game, the situation changed a bit.

Fan Zeng may have been unintentional and said, "If I come down, I should be here at the time, so the final game can be tied." When Xunzi was disappointed, he said, ‘you’re there, if he changes next child? Just like here. ’

That's all right, Fan Zeng often said his changed tricks, Xunzi replaced Jingyu to crack his chess path. Fan Zeng believes that Xunzi is targeting him, he just said his different opinions. Xunzi thinks that Fan Zeng is looking down on his current son, otherwise he will not repeatedly emphasize that he can reach a draw or win if he falls elsewhere.

Both of them felt that they were right and that they were wrong. I just quarreled like this

To understand this, Jingyu made a sound when he deliberately stepped on the wooden ground, attracting the attention of the two old men.

"Lord, why are you here?" Fan Zeng wanted to get up, only halfway through, and his legs were kneeling and paralyzed for a long time, and he sat down again. Ashamed of his old face, Chong Jingyu arched his hand: "It's rude."

"I brought Xiaozuo to her teacher for class, it seems," Jingyu borrowed this sentence and looked at Xunzi deliberately. "Someone seems to have forgotten this.

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Xunzi's face was embarrassed, and he looked away, and he only answered dry cough and could not answer.

Fan Zeng was also wrong about this matter. He couldn't laugh at Xunzi when he saw it.

"It's okay." Instead Xiao Xiao suddenly said: "Grandpa Fan and Xun Xun are going to take care of their bodies. Xiao Yu can come back to class tomorrow. Brother will teach Xiao Yu, right?" Her big eyes were filled with anticipation. Looking at Jingyu.

"The old man can still teach." Xunzi said that since he agreed to come down, he would naturally do it.

"Okay, Xunzi." Jingyu waved his hand. "Today, you and Master Fan should stop playing chess and rest for a day. You want to let Xiaoyou learn what I learned today. I will teach you She. If you don’t worry, when she comes tomorrow, you can take one or two exams."

"This" Xunzi was persuaded, nodded and pointed at several bamboo scrolls prepared last night, "These are Confucian introductory books, and the son can show Xiaoyu. I know she has already been literate, so I hope she I can read at least one volume today."

"Can Xiaolu watch it all?" She ran over and turned over the bamboo slips, so she turned back and asked Xunzi.

Xun Zi stayed for a while and nodded in satisfaction, "Naturally is fine."

"Master Fan, Xunzi, I'll take you back to your room to rest first." Jingyu saw Xiaozuo's work over and helped Fan Zeng and Xunzi back to the room. When he went back to the chess room, Xiaozuo had already packed the board and packed bamboo slips in a bag.

Jingyu smiled, "Do you want to go home?" She walked over and helped her carry the bamboo slips on her back.

As the two walked out, Xiaoyu thought about his arm, ‘because at home, they can be closest to their brother. ‘When she was in menswear, this contact with Jingyu’s body would be restricted a lot. How can she bear the habit of sticking to Jingyu? It can be said that it is only an insurmountable difficulty for her to study at Xunzi.

This point, as she has increased her age to the present, has been consciously unable to speak out.

The two of them walked out of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Jingyu suddenly remembered, at this moment, it was not too long to meet Shi Lan before.

When Jingyu and Xiaoyou walked into Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Shilan said goodbye to Ding Fatty at a branch.

"Ding shopkeeper, I will return on time." She said, her voice was cold, "Thank you for allowing me to take these meals away."

"Hahaha" Ding Fatty laughed. "My cook doesn't want to spoil his craftsmanship. Rarely made foods are discarded before they can be eaten. It's a waste that can be imagined. That kind of degree is not enough. Dirty, but the Confucian riches don’t care, and I can’t control them. You can bring them to use, and I will prepare a copy for them.”

Shi Lan did not reply, silently nodded, carrying the food box to another branch. At the same place, Ding Fatzi looked at her back and lost a smile on her face, instead of doubt.

‘So this kid has friends here? He thought.

It's not that Shi Lan didn't have a problem, but he didn't know that the opponent was thin, and Ding Fatty simply left it to observe. In the past few months, I didn’t get much useful information. I usually only do things, basically don’t talk, and even make people think she can’t talk; the expression on her face has not changed, and the cold eyes on everything around her should not be The last point of friends and family seems to be overthrown now. At least, she should be for those who collect those meals.

Thinking about this, Ding fat man responded, "It seems that the food box Shilan brought back every time is very clean. I thought it was Confucian disciples who did not leave leftovers, now it seems."

Although there are problems with such Shilan, it is not always an enemy relationship with the Mohists. Fatty Ding was coarse and fine, and after secretly nodding, he decided to continue watching.

Shi Lan, who was separated from Ding Fatty, didn't know that she didn't expect it. She walked so slowly.

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