Kong Changhui and Shi Zhongfei on the side looked at each other, both of them were troubled by Xie Jiming's stubborn temper. They turned to look at Bingwen, hoping that he could say a few words.
Seeing Xie Jiming's standard official tone, Bingwen was worried that it would offend Xia Chu, so he immediately defended him: "Master Jie has always been like this, don't take it to heart."
Xia Chu was not annoyed but turned to the side with a smile and quickly blinked his right eye at Bingwen.
From that angle, there was a cunning look that only Bingwen could see.
Before Bingwen could react, he saw that Xia Chu had turned his head and said to Jie Jiming: "I heard from Bingwen that you have always loved playing chess, why don't you and I play a game?"
Kong Changhui and Shi Zhongfei were stunned for a moment, then looked at Bingwen with searching eyes, as if to ask the young Marquis how his chess skills were.
Bingwen also looked blank.
He doesn't know this either...
However, since Xia Chu brought it up, it shouldn't be bad.
"If you're not as good as him, then forget it." Xie Jiming pointed at Bingwen and said it bluntly.
After Xie Jiming finished speaking, the remaining three people all hissed and sucked in a breath of cold air. They wished they could cover his mouth. Why does a good person have to open his mouth...
Xia Chu didn't take it seriously, turned around and told Jiao Shi to get a chessboard, and then walked towards the pavilion.
Shi Zhongfei quickly asked him to sit down, and Kong Changhui quickly made him a cup of tea. After Xia Chu sat down, he spoke: "Bingwen and I have never played, but we have played a game with His Highness King Mo."
The three people who were listening had veins jumping on their foreheads. Wasn't that the best chess player in the Xiao Kingdom? Didn't the young marquis lose miserably against him? Let's talk about this
Xie Jiming naturally had the same idea as them, so he blurted out: "The young Marquis is very brave, how could he win over His Highness King Mo?"
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. Xie Jiming's words were very merciful, at least they weren't outright mocking, saying, "Aren't you looking for abuse?"
Xia Chu nodded. Everyone saw that he understood Ji Ming's words by default and took it for granted. There was no shame in losing to His Highness King Mo.
However, Xia Chu continued: "It's just peace."
The four of them nodded and responded naturally: "Yeah, it's just peace."
After the reconciliation, Xie Jiming realized what the hell was going on? Peace
After Xie Jiming came to his senses, he thought about it and asked, "How many sons did His Highness King Mo give up?"
After he asked this question, the remaining three people finally came to their senses. What Xia Chu said just now was peace, not defeat. After hearing Ji Ming's question, he also looked at Xia Chu. Can he and His Highness King Mo In a draw, you can roughly estimate your chess strength by how many pieces you have been handed.
Xia Chu took a sip of tea, then opened her red lips and smiled faintly: "I didn't give in."
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The word "Wei Rang" made all four of them buzz in their heads. The other three looked at Xia Chu, feeling that he was being overbearing.
Bingwen didn't think that Xia Chu was overconfident. Instead, he thought that His Highness King Mo might have intentionally conceded the chess piece, and Xia Chu didn't know it and actually thought that he had made a draw with him.
After all, people with advanced chess skills can indeed make handicaps without leakage.
All in all, although Bingwen had different ideas from them, the four of them didn't believe that Xia Chu's chess skills were as good as Xiao Mubai's.
Just when Kong Changhui and Shi Zhongfei were worrying about how to solve this problem, Xie Jiming's temperament would definitely make it impossible for him to give up the chess. If the young marquis was slapped in the face in this pavilion, how could the two of them see each other in the future? Where is the young Marquis
At this time, they only hoped that Jiao Shi would be smarter and come back to say that the chessboard could not be found, but what was waiting for him was Jiao Shi, holding up the most precious jade plate in Mingxiang Garden...
All three of them sighed, and Xie Jiming didn't look very good.
He originally thought that Xia Chu had taken care of him anyway, so he should be more merciful.
I never thought that he would actually tell lies, and I immediately made up my mind to seriously kill him.
Jiao Shi laid out the chessboard, and Xia Chu politely pushed Heizi to Ji Ming.
Jie Jiming sat down and picked up the sunspot without any courtesy. He placed it behind the small eye on the upper right and said: "Since the young marquis is so generous, I will not be merciful to you."
Xia Chu smiled when he heard this, picked up a white stone that fell on the lower left star, and asked casually without taking it seriously: "How many stones do you want to lose, Mr. Jie?"
Jie Ji Ming's Luo Zi's hand froze, and when he raised his head again with a look of displeasure on his face: "Shi Zi, Wei Chen makes you perfect."
Xia Chu picked up a white stone and dropped it. He nodded in agreement: "The meaning is good, then let's make it ten."
Xie Jiming was angry and stopped engaging in verbal arguments. He calmed down and concentrated on the game.
After hearing Xia Chu's words, the remaining three people's hearts began to beat wildly.
Xia Chu has never played chess with Ji Ming before. What he said is too arrogant. After all, he is still young...
Among the three, Kong Changhui was the weakest in chess skills, but even if he was the weakest in chess, he still knew that in order to play chess, he had to make plans carefully.
Therefore, when he saw Xia Chu making quick moves without thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh.
Bingwen and Shi Zhongfei were not optimistic about Xia Chu at first, but as a cup of tea passed, Xia Chu fell faster and faster, while Xie Jiming fell slower and slower, with a face full of wrinkles and suffering.
I don’t know if this explains Ji Ming’s good luck or bad luck, and Xia Chu’s lifelong dream of playing chess.
He just wants to make the opponent's forehead so anxious that veins pop out, and beads of sweat like soybeans appear on the head one by one. The bullied person will cry sadly or smile miserably, or scratch his head and sigh with self-pity.
After meeting Xiao Yanjun in his previous life, he was naturally reluctant to part with him.
When he met Xiao Mubai in this life, he couldn't bear it.
It just so happened that Xie Ji Ming became his favorite opponent.
Therefore, Xia Chu took a sip of tea and finally experienced it for once, being as calm and calm as Bai Ruofei, quietly admiring the other person's depressed look.
When he had enough fun, the chess game naturally came to a close.
The three people watching looked at Bai Zi's advantage in enclosing the territory and knew that Xie Jiming's Heizi was gone.
All they care about is the next few.
Of course you can win the chess game because you are better than him, but when it comes to winning a few pieces, it depends on how many pieces you win.
That's not just that you are better than him, the difference between the two is as big as clouds and mud.
At the beginning of the summer, the last white stone fell, and the chess game ended.
The winner was clear at a glance, and all three of them joined in. Xie Jiming counted the pieces with his own hands.
When 'Shi Zi' finished speaking, the four of them looked at Xia Chu with shock on their faces. A voice came from a distance: "I asked you why you have been gone for so long. You are just bullying people."
When Xia Chu heard the sound, he looked over and saw a handsome man standing under the moonlight with a doting smile on his lips. He was not his Xiao Mubai.
(End of chapter)