Yes, helpless...
"Who is your master?" This was Old Man Feng's only explanation. There was an expert behind Gu Qiancheng.
"Are you clean?" Mr. Feng didn't ask Gu Qiancheng to get up. He was obviously dissatisfied with Gu Qiancheng.
From a big point of view, this is bullying the emperor, but from a small point of view, it is because the younger daughter loves face.
To put it bluntly, Gu Qiancheng should have memorized a lot of chess records. She is just smarter and integrates all the chess records. Then when she makes a move, she just thinks of the corresponding chess records. She doesn't understand the layout or planning at all. She just makes moves. chess…
As it rained, Mr. Feng's speed increased, and the look he looked at Gu Qiancheng was not as cautious as before, but instead showed a hint of helplessness and amusement.
In her opinion, it is just a game of chess. If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. Is it necessary to be so serious
Not only him, but also the emperor couldn't find out. How could Gu Qiancheng know this? How could she be so shrewd when she was clearly being raised by the Gu family.
It doesn't matter what the answer is. What matters is Gu Qiancheng's attitude and the real owner of these poems.
Mr. Feng believed that although chess quality and character were not equivalent, they could still tell something from them. After observing Gu Qiancheng's chess game, Mr. Feng became more and more sure that Gu Qiancheng was a stupid kid who looked smart but was actually heartless. …
This is a direct admission!
Gu Qiancheng looked at Mr. Feng helplessly: How should she answer this
Gu Qiancheng had no choice but to respond, and then sat down to play chess with Mr. Feng.
When Mr. Feng asked this, he was confirming that those poems were not written by her. If she refused to admit it, she would lose...
Gu Qiancheng's palms were sweating, but at this time he could only bite the bullet and explain: "Old man, I am a boudoir woman who knows medical skills. Aren't you curious?"
Curious, of course curious.
Gu Qiancheng sighed secretly and said, "Old man, it's not that I don't dare to answer, but I'm wondering whether to tell the truth or a lie."
No matter what Gu Qiancheng's reason was, it was wrong for her to commit fraud. This was blasphemy to scholars. If Gu Qiancheng hadn't saved Feng Sijin, Mr. Feng would definitely not have talked to her.
Qin Jiyan once told Gu Qiancheng that she should not play chess with others easily. This was not unreasonable...
Who wrote those poems at the Chinese Valentine's Day banquet
This is not a court, and Mr. Feng is not trying to convict her. At this time, there is no need for evidence at all, as long as you understand in your heart.
It must have been done by Master Gu Qiancheng. If that's the case, it's nothing...
Mr. Feng understood it as soon as he heard it. He picked up the teacup on the table, put it to his lips, covered the smile at the corner of his lips, and said: "Interesting."
Knowing that the old man was not angry, Gu Qiancheng became bolder: "The lie is that I wrote these poems."
It is common to play a game of chess for a whole day. Mr. Feng is extremely serious and has to think twice about every move. This speed is even slower, but...
"It makes sense." Mr. Feng nodded, and many things made sense.
"Master, he is an expert outside the world, and he doesn't like this." Gu Qiancheng said vaguely, but it was these vague words that made people think more deeply.
"Thank you, old man, for your guidance." Gu Qiancheng stood up and saluted the old man carefully.
"It doesn't exist in the world? Since it doesn't exist in the world, how do you know?" Mr. Feng sneered, and the aura gradually revealed on his body. Not to mention, it was really scary.
Can you say no
Although she can find countless reasons to say that she did not deceive the emperor, but...
Even if Mr. Feng has no evidence to prove that those poems were not written by her, so what
Gu Qiancheng's chess skills are extraordinary, but there is no spirituality in his chess moves. Gu Qiancheng's chess moves are full of craftsmanship and are completely scripted.
Mr. Feng had only deliberately deceived Gu Qiancheng before, but he didn't expect that Gu Qiancheng really had a master.
"The truth is, I wrote the poem." Gu Qiancheng specially emphasized the word "out".
She said that she likes to deal with smart people, because smart people don't need her to say too much.
Absolutely not.
However, in the eyes of Gu Qiancheng, this is just a game of chess, but in the eyes of others, this is not the case. Mr. Feng is a chess lover and has a lot of research on chess. He believes that the chess game is the game of life. No matter who he plays against, the old man will take it seriously. treat…
Mr. Feng felt relieved and his dissatisfaction with Gu Qiancheng was a little less. He looked her over and asked calmly: "Can you play chess?"
Gu Qiancheng has a correct attitude, but is neither humble nor arrogant, and is not affected by Mr. Feng at all.
Mr. Feng seemed to be very interested in Gu Qiancheng's words: "What is the truth and what is a lie?"
The tea cup in his hand was immediately put back on the table, and Mr. Feng said with a serious face: "You can't say this nonsense. This crime can be big or small."
Gu Qiancheng smiled...
"Where are the lies?"
As for those poems
"Old man, I am not a genius, I am just an ordinary person with mediocre qualifications. How can I understand these things without someone to teach me? You don't think that my stepmother will send someone to teach me, do you?" She did have a teacher to teach her, and there were more. one.
"What? You dare not answer?" Mr. Feng remained calm and calm, but the weight of his words was unclear. Gu Qiancheng knew that if she didn't give Mr. Feng a satisfactory answer today, she might be in trouble in the future.
It’s just a game of chess!
Again, evidence and reasons are not the point in front of the imperial power. The key point is whether the emperor wants her life or not.
After hearing this answer, Mr. Feng was still very disappointed...
As far as he knew, Gu Qiancheng knew more than just medical skills, but...
This time the old man changed his name and was surprised: "Do you really have someone to teach you?"
He really thought that Gu Qiancheng was very good at chess, but when he really got deeper, he discovered...
Gu Qiancheng didn't push her. She played chess with the grandfathers in the chess club. All those grandfathers were like this. They seemed to be able to study a flower by looking at the chessboard.
For a while, she and Qing Chen often played chess. Both of them made quick moves and each had their own wins and losses. Her junior sister never cared about winning or losing...
As long as you play a few games with Gu Qiancheng, you will find that Gu Qiancheng's chess skills are very superb, almost to the point of astonishing...
No surprise, after playing chess with Gu Qiancheng for a long time, Mr. Feng also discovered this. His eyes looked at Gu Qiancheng a little more probingly, his face became a little more cautious, and he had to think about each move for a long time.
Mr. Feng did not show his disgust, but Gu Qiancheng still noticed it, smiled bitterly to himself, and explained honestly: "Old man, I did not think carefully about the Qixi Festival banquet, but... I am not looking for someone to write for me, nor It’s not about usurping other people’s work. Those poems don’t exist in the world, I just wrote them out, and I have no intention of deceiving the world and stealing my reputation.”