MTL - Feng Xing-Chapter 38

As the saying goes, a golden horn and a silver edge have a grass belly.

Go pays attention to the layout, and the general way of playing chess is to occupy the corners first, and then remove the sides, showing a tendency to encircle and develop towards the middle. After all, Go is mainly a character Wei.

And Luozi Tianyuan refers to the most central position of the entire chessboard when the hand is opened. It's not that you can't play like this, it's just that the first move falls in this position, either you can't play chess, or you think you have a superb chess skill, and you have the meaning of contempt for the opponent.

It is naturally impossible for Zong Yue not to know how to play chess, so there is only one possibility, he is contempt.

Feng Sheng was unmoved, and made a very mediocre blow at the lower left corner, and did not respond to Zong Yue's contempt, and the two just kept coming and going.

For masters, it is not difficult at the beginning of a game of chess, and they don't need to use any brains to know how to lay out. So the two of them played very fast, and Zhichun who was served the tea felt dazzled for a while, and the two of them dropped more than ten pieces.

She carefully put the tea on the table, and was about to back away when Feng Sheng stopped her.

"Get some snacks to eat."

Zhichun glanced at Zong Yue, fell silent, went to the side to open the tea cabinet, and took out a few small dishes from it.

There are melon seeds, chestnuts, fennel beans, five-spice peanuts, two kinds of melon seeds alone, and a plate of candied fruit. Zhiqiu moved Zhang Xiaoji and put it aside.

Feng Sheng waved his hand, and the two backed away, while she touched melon seeds to eat.

But at this moment, the chess game has reached a critical point, and they are all playing very slowly. Feng Sheng eats snacks, but it can pass the time.

It can be seen that she moves with ease, otherwise she would be so crunchy.

Zong Yue listened to the sound, looked at the chess board again, and tightened his molars.

"This melon seed is not bad, is it a different one?"

Zhichun said: "The one I used to buy is closed, this is a new one I found, if the young master likes it, I will send someone to buy some more."

"good."

Zong Yue finally dropped a piece, Feng Sheng picked up the chess piece with one free hand, and placed it on the chessboard lightly.

It was Zong Yue's turn again.

After a few more hands, Zong Yue threw the piece in his hand aside.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

"what?"

Zong Yue pursed his lips and looked at the innocent face opposite him.

She was really innocent, the brown-black scarf made her face very fair, and her plain face was a little more wanton because of those ink-stained eyebrows and eyes.

It was completely different from the first time I saw her.

It was also different from the Sun family that day, when she was bluffing with eloquence under the watchful eyes of everyone. Even Goodbye in Yangzhou is different, sometimes Zong Yue really wonders how many faces she has.

"Need my king to remind you?"

Feng Sheng blinked: "His Royal Highness, did you mean to save your life? The student thanked you, and since His Highness brought this up again, I would like to thank you again. If it weren't for Your Highness, my life might be in danger that day. "

Zong Yue felt the ground jump, and Wuming became even more angry.

"Fang Fengsheng, are you pretending to be stupid with me?" He didn't believe that she didn't know what he was talking about.

"His Royal Highness, the students really don't understand what you said..."

Zong Yue stood up and overturned the chessboard because of his violent movements. He didn't stop, and was swept away like a gust of wind.

"Hey, you said that this person is really inexplicable, why are you so angry?"

Saying this, Feng Sheng looked at his back with strange eyes. After standing for a while, she squatted down to pick up the chess pieces, and Zhichun Zhiqiu, who was stunned by the fright, hurried over to pick up the chess pieces.

"Disappointing! You pick it up, I'll go out for a while." Feng Sheng straightened his waist and said.

"Master, where are you going? It's so cold outside, and your illness is still not recovered."

"I'll go find Brother Fan."

Fan Jinchuan is not in the back office, but in the front office.

Feng Sheng found him in the study behind the second hall.

"My dear brother."

Seeing Feng Sheng, Fan Jinchuan's eyes flickered after the big case, "It's okay, I still have some business here."

"Nothing important, it's just that I haven't seen the adults for several days, and I feel a little strange."

"What's so strange?" Fan Jinchuan stood up and went to the bookcase, pretending to look for something, "I'm really busy with business these days, so I don't have time to see my virtuous brother. Is my virtuous brother's illness better? Since the doctor asked you to take care of him for a while, You'd better not run outside, the weather is cold now, you might bring in wind and chill."

"I'm bored in the room, so I come out for a walk." Feng Sheng walked closer, looked at the desk, and then raised his eyebrows to look at him: "As for what I'm surprised, of course it's Brother Fan's attitude. I always feel that Brother Fan seems to be avoiding me recently."

"Hiding you? How is it possible? Brother Xian, did you misunderstand? I'm just busy with work recently."

So it's not a good thing for a person to be too upright and honest. Take Fan Jinchuan for example. It's so obvious that he tells such a lie, and he feels very guilty at first sight.

Feng Sheng had no choice but to go to the chair beside her and sit down.

"What happened?"

"It's really nothing, brother, don't think too much."

"But I'm your master. If you keep evasive and evasive, maybe I won't be able to do this as a master."

Fan Jinchuan was shocked and said bitterly, "Is it because of His Royal Highness King Wei?"

Feng Sheng asked curiously: "Why do you think so?"

Fan Jinchuan couldn't stand up anymore, it's too rude to always turn his back like this. He took a book in his hand and walked to the desk, but he didn't sit down, but started to tidy up the table again.

"King Wei seems to have come here for you, and he once had the idea of ​​recruiting you as a clean guest. It can be seen that this idea has not given up, so..."

"So you think I will leave with King Wei?"

"He has the grace to save your life. If he asks, it must be difficult for my virtuous brother to refuse."

Feng Sheng's face turned cold: "Then who told you that I will go with him?"

Fan Jinchuan raised his eyes to look at her: "Then the virtuous brother won't go with King Wei?"

His eyes were too clear, and there was a bit of unexplainable anxiety, Feng Sheng was obviously very angry, but the fire disappeared inexplicably, and he became helpless.

"What we have to do has not been done, how could I leave."

Fan Jinchuan's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"So Brother Xian didn't intend to leave?"

"You really want me to go?"

For some reason, Fan Jinchuan didn't dare to look her in the eyes: "Of course not, it's just..." His tone suddenly became low, and after a while, he said: "I really feel ashamed for my brother."

"Why are you ashamed?"

Fan Jinchuan didn't say anything at first, but couldn't stand Fang Fengsheng staring at him covetously, he shook his head viciously, feeling a little desperate.

"The virtuous brother takes all the stigma on himself, but I stay out of it. The virtuous brother has gone through hardships and dangers outside, but I sit back and relax. Even this time, His Royal Highness King Wei can realize that the virtuous brother may be in danger, but I am not at all. I feel, if His Royal Highness Wei Wang didn't insist on going, I'm afraid my brother... Even this time, I know who the culprit is, but I can't do anything... The longer I stay here, sometimes I really question whether I can be a good official. , and where is the definition of being a good official..."

This is lost?

But Feng Sheng is not surprised by Fan Jinchuan's confusion. Throwing a nerd into this kind of place will definitely shatter his three-view reorganization, and the result of this reorganization may be two extremes, and may be more motivated and determined. Beliefs, too, may falter and drift with the tide.

Of course, Feng Sheng didn't want Fan Jinchuan to be ruined, whether it was because of what she wanted to do, or as a friend or even as a guest.

"About my stigma, you stay out of it, isn't this what we discussed before? In a scene, someone always plays a bad face and someone plays a red face. Both are indispensable, so Brother Fan seems to have done nothing. How do you know that you are not effective? As for whether you can be a good official, I can’t answer this question for you, I can only say, when you feel discouraged, think about your original intention.”

"What is your original intention?"

What is his original intention?

Be a good officer.

But the definition of a good official is too vague. The word 'good official' is just an inherent concept given to him from the outside. He knows that a good official is good and a corrupt official is bad. It's like talking on paper, he thought that as long as I do it, I will be a good official, but after I came to Taizhou, I realized that I want to be a good official who doesn't follow the crowd and does something practical for the people. too difficult.

It's like being caught in a huge net, and there are always things you want to do but can't do. The way of a gentleman he believes in doesn't seem to be that useful. He even has to learn to be devious, and even do something that is not so 'right' on the surface...

The face of the old farmer suddenly appeared in front of his eyes—

"In fact, everyone here knows it, but no one dares to say it, no one dares to tell you! I am old, my family is dead, and they all died in the flood, and I am left with my old bones , I am not afraid of death..."

"It's all blocked, how can it be neglected? The heavens are not benevolent, and corrupt officials are rampant. The officials only see money, but not the people, so this is God who wants to kill this place!"

Fang Fengsheng's face appeared in front of his eyes again—

"Did you dare to risk the displeasure of the world?"

"Only when the two Huaihe Rivers are in chaos, and the chaos is so unbearable to the Holy One, can we break it and then stand up..."

"I can't answer this question for you. I can only say, when you feel discouraged, think about your original intention. What is your original intention?"

…

"Brother?"

Fan Jinchuan came back to his senses, only to find that Fang Fengsheng had walked outside the door at some point.

"Brother, I have one more thing to say."

"What's the matter?" Feng Sheng looked back with a smile.

Looking at her face, Fan Jinchuan was a little dazed.

Thinking about the scene where King Wei was hugging Brother Fang Xian that day, and the way Gou Qing was joking and drinking with him, he forgot what to say for a while, only thought that Brother Fang Xian looking back like this was inexplicably pretty.

"how?"

"No, nothing."

When he was in Qianya in the afternoon, Fan Jinchuan would always think of this incident by accident.

Back at Houya at night, he couldn't help asking Xiao Qi a question.

"What do you think Brother Fang Xian looks like?"

Xiao Qi was confused by this question.

"Young master, I didn't understand what you meant."

"That's, that's..." Fan Jinchuan swallowed the words, "Forget it, it's nothing."

Xiao Qi was even more confused and couldn't help scratching his head.

Having said that, Fan Jinchuan couldn't help but began to pay attention to Fang Fengsheng, and even in order to find out whether the good-looking was his illusion, he found excuses to meet Fang Fengsheng many times.

"Brother Fan, it's your turn to go."

Fan Jinchuan came back to his senses and couldn't help but glance at her again.

The light was dimmed yellow, dyeing Feng Sheng's fair jade face a layer of honey. She was looking down at the chessboard, her thick eyelashes were particularly curled up, her eyebrows were long and ink-stained, resolute yet graceful. She leaned halfway on the soft pillow, unconsciously touching the dark red Buddhist beads with one hand, with a lazy and comfortable expression.

"Brother Fan, you still can't get down, why don't you just go and rest?"

"Go, of course I have to play, this game is not over yet." Fan Jinchuan hastily put down a piece, and this piece happened to be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, Feng Sheng couldn't help but frowned and said: "Forget it, I see Brother Fan It seems that I have something on my mind, and my mind is not on playing chess, it is getting late, I want to rest, Brother Fan should go back and rest too."

"well."

Fan Jinchuan stood up and hurried out the door, Feng Sheng looked at his back suspiciously.

…

"The five colors make people blind, the five tones make people deaf, the five flavors make people happy, galloping and hunting makes people go crazy, rare goods make people go crazy①..."

"Master Fan, what are you talking about?"

Fan Jinchuan stopped abruptly, and looked at Zong Yue and Dewang who were standing in the dark by the light of the corridor.

It was Dewang who spoke.

The night wind was very cool, and it felt as if it was going to snow.

After being blown by the cold wind, Fan Jinchuan immediately felt his head clear up a lot.

"No, nothing, why is His Royal Highness standing here? This is—"

"The king has nothing to do and went out to relax."

Out for a walk at this time?

But at the moment Fan Jinchuan didn't care about it, he nodded to King Wei, said a few more words about the cold weather to avoid the cold, and left in a hurry.

Dewang took a peek at Zong Yue's face, and said, "Master Fan still has this eccentricity. Is it because he has read too many books and has a problem with his brain, and he still recites books while walking."

"He recited the Tao Te Ching."

"Tao Te Ching?" Well, talking about the Tao Te Ching to Dewang is like playing the piano with a cow.

Seeing Zong Yue stop, he cautiously asked: "Then Your Highness, are you still looking for Master Fang?"

Zong Yue didn't speak, turned around and walked back.

The five colors are blinding, the five tones are deafening, the five flavors are refreshing, the galloping and hunting are driving the mind crazy...

What made Fan Zijin, who has always been polite, go crazy?

Dewang seemed to hear something broken, but he didn't dare to raise his head, and followed behind.