I heard Ren Shimin said before that he was going to enjoy tea and play chess in the warm pavilion in the garden, Ren Yaoqi went straight out of the veranda and walked to the path leading to the garden.
Ren's garden, pavilions, pavilions, and eaves are all in the style of the south. Although many flowers and plants that are afraid of cold in the garden cannot survive due to geographical reasons, the seasonal flowers are also changed every season. Therefore, the garden is full of flowers all year round.
There is a Huxin Pavilion in the garden, which is a good place to enjoy the shade in summer. However, because there are some seasonal flowers and plants in spring and summer, the lake center pavilion in autumn and winter is either withered and leftover branches or a vast expanse of white, and the wind is blowing in all directions, and the cold wind is biting, so when autumn arrives, the master of the Ren family They all abandoned the pavilion and went to the warm pavilion in the plum forest in the northwest corner.
Although the warm pavilion is not big, it has ground dragons burning, and the windows on all sides are covered with cellophane, and you can faintly see the sparse shadows around it, which is delicate and elegant. Ren Shimin often comes here to paint.
When Ren Yaoqi approached the warm pavilion, it was silent inside, but Ren Yaoqi still kept walking.
"You guys can wait in the pavilion over there. I'll come out after a few words with my father." In the pavilion not far away, two maids are cooking a fire around a charcoal basin. Was condemned by the master inside.
Seeing people coming here, the two maids got up, one of them was about to come over, Xier walked over with a smile without waiting for them to come over. Xue Li originally wanted to say something, but after looking at Ren Yaoqi, she thought about it, and then she bowed and turned around and followed Xi'er.
Ren Yaoqi raised his hand and opened the curtain of the warm pavilion.
There is a short table in the warm pavilion, and Ren Yijun and a strange boy are sitting at opposite ends. Ren Shimin sat sideways, holding a small teapot in his hand while sipping while watching the battle. The three of them, whether they were the players or those watching the game, were so focused, they didn't even notice that someone came in.
On the other hand, Ren Yijun's servant, who was squatting by the side, looked up and saw Ren Yaoqi gesturing lightly at him, so he squatted back again.
This is the first time that Ren Yaoqi has seen the legendary young master of the Han family clearly.
I saw that his fur cloak had been taken off, and he was wearing only a white robe with bluegrass embroidered on the cuffs and collar, black hair and eyebrows, high nose bridge, thin lips into a purse, slightly tilted his head in thought with a serious and silent expression, From her point of view, she could feel his slightly drooping eyes.
This is a handsome man with a calm temperament.
Seemingly aware of Ren Yaoqi's gaze, he raised his eyes and looked over, his long and narrow eyes as dark and deep as a winter night.
Ren Yaoqi lowered his eyes calmly, blessed him in his direction, and then walked to Ren Shimin's side without looking sideways.
When Ren Shimin saw her only then, he couldn't help but look in astonishment, but he still waved to her gently, indicating that she should not make a sound for now, and wait until the chess game is over. Watching chess without speaking, and not disturbing the thoughts of those who play chess, this is what Ren Shimin has always followed.
Ren Yijun frowned and glared at her with an undisguised displeasure on his face, then quickly turned his head and stopped looking at her.
Ren Yaoqi stood quietly behind Ren Shimin, staring at the chessboard in front of him without saying a word.
The reason why Ren Yijun and Ren Shimin hit it off is because they have similar interests. In addition to reciting poetry, playing the piano and painting, they also love to play chess, and both of them are considered to be good players.
However, even so, this game of chess Ren Yijun also revealed his defeat.
A quarter of an hour later, Ren Yijun let out a long sigh of relief and conceded defeat.
"I lost again!" Ren Yijun said so, but his tone was not unpleasant. Then he turned to Ren Shimin and said, "Third uncle, this guy is really powerful. I lost three battles and three battles, so why don't you play? You must kill this guy's majesty!"
Young Master Han bowed his head and smiled, silently picking up the pieces.
After watching the game for a long time, Ren Shimin became addicted to chess and was eager to try it. He looked at Ren Yaoqi and whispered, "Yaoyao, can I wait until Daddy finishes playing chess?"
Ren Yaoqi nodded, and Ren Shimin immediately happily changed seats with Ren Yijun.
The battle begins again.
Ren Yaoqi still watched silently, with a low sense of presence. So no one thought she was standing in the way.
This time, Ren Shimin may have persisted longer than Ren Yijun, but in the end he still came back with a bad luck and lost two points.
Ren Yaoqi looked at the final chess game thoughtfully.
Another game, the result is the same, this time Ren Shimin lost three points.
Ren Yijun laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Young Master Han on the shoulder, admiringly said: "You kid, that's really good!"
Ren Yaoqi couldn't help but be slightly taken aback, this was the first time she saw Ren Yijun smiling, and she was still laughing. With this smile, the gloomy temperament on his body disappeared over time, and the lively anger of a young man was exuded, and he was a bit handsome.
Ren Shimin also looked at Young Master Han with admiration: "Yun Qian, I admit defeat!"
Ren Yaoqi looked at the two men in the Ren family, and finally understood why his father, who never cared about the backyard in his last life, suddenly became concerned about his daughter's marriage on a whim. He really hoped that Han Yunqian would be his son-in-law. In his eyes, good painting, good writing, and good chess skills are his criteria for choosing friends and son-in-law.
Among the daughters, Ren Yaohua was the most suitable age for Han Yunqian.
"Another game?" Ren Yijun suggested enthusiastically.
However, Han Yunqian looked out and said apologetically: "It's getting late, my mother and sister are probably already back. How about being here today? Next time I'll be the host, I'll invite the two of you to the residence to enjoy tea. chess."
Ren Yijun has a very strange temper. If he likes you, he will tolerate you very much. On the contrary, if you annoy him, he will get along with you everywhere.
Han Yunqian met his appetite, so he didn't feel annoyed when he rejected his proposal, but nodded and said, "That's fine, what do you think, Uncle?"
Ren Shimin is a very talkative person, and he doesn't force it. He smiled and said, "Then next time, I have to study the way to win."
Han Yunqian got up and resigned, and Ren Shimin also got up: "I'll accompany you out."
Han Yunqian hurriedly said: "You are an elder, how can Yun Qian ask you to send him off? Yun Qian has to go to the old lady to say goodbye."
Ren Shimin suddenly remembered that his daughter was still waiting for him here, and couldn't help but hesitantly glanced at Ren Yaoqi.
However, Ren Yijun waved his hand: "What do you do with these false gifts? Yun Qian can still blame us for neglecting him? I will let Duobao send him there. Third uncle, sit down and discuss with me how the previous chess game was?" It looks like nothing out there.
Han Yunqian nodded with a smile, and then bowed to everyone.
"Master Han, Duobao will send you out." Ren Yijun's servant stepped forward and said.
Han Yunqian followed Duobao away, Ren Yaoqi quietly stared at his back and disappeared in the warm pavilion, without saying a word from beginning to end.
"Third uncle, how about we replay the previous chess game?" Ren Yijun was eager to try, and while talking, he started to restore the chessboard, just when Ren Shimin just showed his defeat in the previous game.
"Yaoyao, do you have something to do with your father?" Ren Shimin asked her daughter with a smile.
"Third uncle, it's the same if you have something to talk about later." Ren Yijun glared at Ren Yaoqi dissatisfied, very impatient.
Ren Yaoqi blinked at Ren Shimin, then squatted down to help Ren Yijun review the game.
Ren Yijun glanced at her, saw that she was right, and went with her.
Ren Shimin laughed and touched Ren Yaoqi's head, and sat opposite Ren Yijun.
"I remember, it was here that you started to lose, Uncle San. Yun Qian's move was fantastic! Half of the country was settled in an instant." As Ren Yijun dropped a move, it was Han Yunqian's chess path before. "Third uncle, how about giving you another chance to turn defeat into victory?"
Ren Shimin held the small teapot, touched his chin and pondered for a long time. He was about to make a move, but suddenly a slender, white and tender hand stretched out next to him, took the white child in his hand, and put it on the chessboard.
Ren Shimin was stunned, but did not respond.
However, Ren Yijun was angry and was about to scold someone when his eyes swept across the chessboard, and his eyes immediately widened: "Seconds... move!"
"Is that Young Master Han really that powerful?" Ren Yaoqi grimaced while propping his chin, and said with a face of dissatisfaction, "I don't see it that way."