The area of Dongdu is huge, and it takes a year and a half to run from the banquet capital to the imperial city. But fortunately, Qing Xiao, Xie Xuanyang and Liu Zhou would all be able to shrink the ground into an inch, and they would arrive at the imperial city in a few days. However, because there are two people, Mo Lingyan and Mei Mei, who can't do this, in order to bring them, the speed of the few people is much slower than that of Bu Wenye, who hurried back to the imperial city, until they arrive. Shi Bu Wenye has returned home safely for two or three days.
Xie Xuanyang was not in a hurry, and he built a small house in the city and moved in with a few people. Every day, eating and drinking tea and strolling around the market of Huangcheng, or playing chess with Qingxiao, or practicing swordsmanship in the small courtyard, seems to be settled in the city, and there is no sign that something is coming.
Mo Lingyan had to suspect that he had returned to the sect and was forced by his master to practice swords every day. After practicing swords, he could go out to find his brothers and sisters to play with, but the brothers and sisters who were playing in the same sect became a genius. The little girl Fengmo with a big bean, who was half-playing and half-training in the sect, also ran into the street.
The days were so leisurely and terrifying that Mo Lingyan couldn't help but ran to Xie Xuanyang and asked, "We won't all live here in the future, right?"
Although there is nothing wrong with his life, there is no difference between the master's teaching and the sect. After the class and sword practice, he still waits to eat, drink and have fun on the street, but after all, he is also the young master of the Mo family in Xiliang. If this is seen by the envoy from Xiliang in the future, it will not attract his father
Mo Lingyan didn't want to go back to the days when he was nagging all day long by his father. Although his master was a little colder and more serious, and he always liked to punish him by catching his braid, he still didn't nag.
What's more, he went out with them to find people. If he settled here, he wouldn't be able to see people for the rest of his life? Thinking of this, Mo Lingyan panicked.
But seeing Xie Xuanyang calmly looking at the chessboard, he raised his eyes and replied, "No."
There is a peach tree in the small courtyard under their plate, and Qing Xiao and Xie Xuanyang's chessboard falls under this tree. At this time, it was noon, and the warm sunlight penetrated through the layers of pink peach blossoms, and the stars fell on the chessboard. From time to time there is a breeze passing by, bringing up a few petals and falling.
Beside Qingxiao stood a small red clay stove with a small pot on it, which was blowing white hookah, and the faint scent of tea wafted in the air.
The two not only played chess, but also made tea leisurely.
Qing Xiao fell down, raised his hand and picked up the white cloth by the stove, lifted the lid of the small pot through the cloth, and poured the water from the porcelain cup on the side into the pot. On the surface of the soup flower foam.
Mo Lingyan waited for a long time, and when Xie Xuanyang finished speaking, there was no sound, and he was a little anxious. He said, "Didn't you say you want to see Bu Wenye or who? We've been living here for several days, why haven't we found him yet?"
"What's the hurry?" Qing Xiao said lightly. He took out four tea cups, and then scooped out some pastry with a shallow wooden spoon and put them into them, "Sword cultivators, one of them is peace of mind. Did you forget what I taught you in the sun?"
While talking, he lifted the small pot to drink tea soup into the tea cup, but saw Xie Xuanyang suddenly say, "Add more mousse."
Foam is the essence of tea soup, the amount of foam is different, the taste of tea soup in the tea cup will also be different. Wen Yan Qingxiao's hand paused, but after that, he still poured the tea soup into the cup. He said, "The pastry tastes bitter."
As he said that, he put the prepared tea cup by Xie Xuanyang's hand. Xie Xuanyang lifted the tea cup and took a small sip, then sighed, "I still prefer bitterness."
Qing Xiao glanced at him, lowered his eyes and slid his gaze down from Xie Xuanyang's face to the edge of the stone table in front of him, as if looking through the table to where Xie Xuanyang was hidden under the table. Qing Xiao said slowly, "The bitterness is too much and the tea is strong. You were tired last night. It's better to be light."
Xie Xuanyang was stunned. After turning around, his face turned pale red. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard... Who is this to blame?" It was tied to his waist, causing himself to gasp and hiss.
Seeing this, Qing Xiao wanted to stand up, "I will use my spiritual power to soothe you—"
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Xie Xuanyang, Xie Xuanyang said, "Sit down and shut up."
Qing Xiao was silent for a while, and sat back honestly.
Mo Lingyan looked at them, and for a moment began to feel that the roots of her teeth were aching. He didn't know if it was really hard for him to have too much Momo, but he knew that the two thousand-year-old monsters in front of him were bullying him, a lonely man, and he felt that the beautiful scenery under the peach and the warm spring sun couldn't stop his inner bleak.
He misses Bai Qishan more and more.
He pouted and asked a little aggrieved, "Aren't we really going to go to Bu Wenye?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "You don't need to look for it, the people who should come will naturally come."
Mo Lingyan hadn't seen Xie Xuanyang's mysterious appearance for some time, and now he couldn't help but think of the days when Bai Qishan was still there, and he was sighing again. He said, "How did you know it would come? Do you count?"
Xie Xuanyang shook his head with a slight smile, and said, "People have come."
Mo Lingyan was immediately startled, looked around for several times but couldn't see half of them except them, and when she was feeling strange, she heard Xie Xuanyang say, "Since you're here, why stand outside the door? Why don't you two come in and sit down? sit."
The courtyard door not far away creaked open, revealing two people outside the door. One of them was Bu Wenye, whom they were more familiar with, but at this time, this important official of the Eastern Capital was standing half a step behind the other.
This other person was wearing a brocade shirt, covered with a plain light gauze front back, elegant black bamboo patterns embroidered on the cloud sleeves, and a mysterious red flame pattern belt tied around his waist. This is a man, and a noble man. He just stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, but it made people feel as if he was in a high hall, and he was being watched condescendingly by the man on the high seat.
Mo Lingyan couldn't help standing close to Qingxiao, lowered his eyes and dared not cast his gaze directly on this man. However, the other two people in the courtyard did not change their color. Those who should play chess and those who drink tea seem to see the two people outside the door as nothing.
"The game is played under the flowers, the tea is brewed, and the two are in good spirits." The man stepped into the courtyard, and slowly walked to the chess table of the two to stand, but saw that the two did not respond to him for a long time, and It's playing chess on its own.
The man wasn't annoyed either, standing aside with interest and looking at the pair. The two players who played chess didn't speak, the man didn't speak, Bu Wenye didn't speak, and Mo Lingyan lowered his head and didn't speak. For a while, only the sound of making a move remained in the small courtyard.
After an unknown time, Xie Xuanyang suddenly said, "How do you feel about this game?"
He did not name his name, but several people in the courtyard knew that he was asking the man who watched them play chess. The man touched his chin and looked at the chessboard for a few breaths before saying, "Equally matched."
Xie Xuanyang smiled without saying a word. I saw Bai Zi drop a son, this time Qing Xiao asked, "So, how?"
The fall of this white child completely changed the trend of the game, and the originally evenly matched opponent instantly turned into a strong white child and a weak black child. Seeing this, the man raised his eyebrows and said, "One move to change the game, good chess."
Xie Xuanyang sighed, "Good chess is good chess, but it is the opponent's chess."
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the white child who had just dropped the piece, and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
The man took a deep look at Xie Xuanyang and said, "The alien who broke the balance."
Xie Xuanyang asked again, "Do you know where it came from?"
The man said, "Come from the chess box."
Xie Xuanyang shook his head, "One hundred and eighty white coins, this is the one hundred and eighty-one. This one came from outside the box."
The man's face changed slightly. At this time, Xie Xuanyang said again, "Bai Zi has many sons, what do you think of this Hei Zi?"
The man said nothing, his dark eyes stared at the chessboard, he closed his eyes for a long time and let out a long sigh before saying, "I should add one more."
Xie Xuanyang picked up a black stone outside the chess box, but it hung on the chessboard but did not fall. He said, "Do you think this child will fall or not?"
The man did not hesitate this time, and said fiercely, "Fall!"
Xie Xuanyang smiled, and the black child in his hand was pressed into the chessboard with a "slap". Suddenly the situation changed again, and Bai Zi lost. Xie Xuanyang said to Qing Xiao, "You lost."
Qing Xiao said, "Your chess has always been great."
At this time, the man also sighed, "Your chess is really good. Since that's the case, I wonder if Your Excellency is willing to play chess for me?"
Xie Xuanyang did not directly answer whether he wanted or not, but just asked him, "What chess?"
He actually knew what chess the man was talking about, but he just asked knowingly.
The man said, "There is a big chess game in the world. For my black son, I will play against the white son of Qin Shi. The white son of Qin Shi has already entered, so I will wait for your black son."
Xie Xuanyang was waiting for his words. But he did not agree immediately, but asked again, "Why should I do so many sons for you?"
The man's eyes flickered and he smiled, "Your Excellency came to my Dongdu and looked for my half jade seal everywhere, isn't that why? Even if I don't come, Your Excellency will eventually become my black son, after all, this is too much. |The eastern capital built by the ancestors."
"Your Majesty is a wise man." Xie Xuanyang flicked his hands over the table, and the chessboard on the table disappeared from the stone table in an instant, leaving only four cups of tea on the table.
The man clearly took Bu Wenye to his seat. He took a sip of his tea, and suddenly said, "I wonder if I should call Your Excellency the Emperor's Uncle?"
Xie Xuanyang shook his head with a smile, and said, "The immortal cultivator has entered the Dao, but it is the fate of the world. I have nothing to do with you, the royal family of Dongdu."
The man snorted, but said, "I don't think so. If it really doesn't matter, why do you bring Feng Mo? If you remember correctly, the Feng Mo family was originally the dark guard beside Taizu."
Xie Xuanyang said, "The wind demon is a demon, but you are not necessarily a demon in the imperial family of the Eastern Capital. Similarly, the chaos in the Eastern Capital belongs to the replacement of your mortal throne, but there are monks who intervene, so I and other immortals will also be I have to manage it. Not only do I have to manage it, but I have to manage it thoroughly.”
The man asked, "Why completely?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "East is connected to the demon world. Once there is chaos, the restless guys in the demon world will be unable to hold back any longer. Wouldn't it be another time to start a battle of fairy and demon?"
Then he looked at Qing Xiao, "I don't want my Taoist companion..." He paused, then glanced at Mo Lingyan again, "And my friends go to the battlefield."
Daojun Qingxiao is the leader of sword cultivators in the world of immortals, and Mo Lingyan is Qingxiao's apprentice. Once the battle between immortals and demons starts again, these two will definitely go up with their swords, and Qingxiao, as a powerful cultivator, may have to take the lead. .
The man smiled when he heard the words, "Then the intervening cultivator you are talking about is the demons of Qin Shi?"
Xie Xuanyang denied it, "The devil has lived in Dongdu for many years, and participating in the struggle for imperial power is considered a matter of the mortal world. Since it is Bai Duozi, then the person I am talking about is definitely not a devil, and he is definitely not a native of Dongdu."
The man couldn't help frowning, "Who?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "Hua Wenyu."
The author has something to say: Hua Wenyu: I am there every time I do something.
The steps for making tea or something are still correct, but about chess... ahem, it's my fault, don't believe it
In this chapter, do you understand the hidden meaning of the dialogue in the black and white chess game? Hahahaha
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