Wen Chan didn't want to talk about Liang Yanbei either, so he vaguely asked Ah Fu to set up the chessboard and wanted to play chess with Liang Shuhong.
Seeing his offer, Liang Shuhong would naturally not refuse, besides, he was quite confident in his chess skills, thinking that he would win two games first, and then deliberately lose chess to Wen Chan, which would also make him happy .
But Liang Shuhong made another mistake. For two full hours, Liang Shuhong didn't win a single game. When the sun set to the west and Wen Chan made his last piece and won the game again, he was still in a daze. Wen Chan raised his head. Looking at the sky, he said, "It's getting late, brother Shuhong should hurry back to his residence before it gets dark."
Liang Shuhong was still thinking about how to move the chess next moment, and when he heard Wen Chan's words, he let go of the chess piece in his hand, and raised a stiff smile, "Your Highness, then I will take my leave first, and I will come to find Your Highness to relieve my boredom someday."
When he was sent out of the palace gate by A Fugong, Liang Shuhong was still thinking about how Cai Wen Chan played such a chess game just now, and after thinking about it, his brows were unconsciously frowned.
The servant who was following him saw that his master's face had been looking strange since he came out, so he couldn't help asking at this moment, "Master, but what did His Highness Ninth Prince say that was ugly?"
His thoughts were interrupted by the servant, Liang Shuhong looked sideways, pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you heard anything about His Majesty's chess skills?"
The little servant said, "Never, but I have heard rumors before that His Highness Ninth Prince's literature, martial arts, rhythm, riding and archery are all incomprehensible, and presumably his chess skills are not outstanding."
"No." Liang Shuhong shook his head lightly.
The Ninth Prince’s waste is not a day or two. Liang Shuhong has heard of these things, but today he played a few games of chess with him. Liang Shuhong found that his confident chess skills were vulnerable to Wen Chan. It can lead to several retreat routes, and all retreat routes can force one's own chess pieces to death, which is quite terrifying.
"The son means..."
"His Highness Nine seems to be different from before." Liang Shuhong murmured in a low voice.
In the past, Wen Chan's chess skills were really bad. After he became emperor, his only entertainment in the deep palace was to drink tea and play chess. It's a pity that the people around him are not even as good at chess as him. Wen Chan, who has no opponent Depressed in his heart, he cleverly thought of a best way.
Every time after turning over the card, he went to the concubine's palace or the concubine was sent to his palace, Wen Chan said: If you lose to Zhen in chess, then you will sleep in the side hall.
In order to climb onto the dragon bed, all the concubines devoted themselves to study hard and worked hard to study chess skills, all they wanted was to beat His Majesty once.
It's a pity that they didn't expect that when they were studying chess painstakingly, Wen Chan was also studying hard, so Wen Chan's chess skills became more and more superb, and became the "Wen Qiubai" in the palace.
Wen Chan, who had been sitting all afternoon, stretched his waist, smacked his lips tastelessly, and muttered, "No, no, not as good as my concubines..."
After A Fu ordered someone to clean up the chessboard, he went to Wen Chan's side, "His Royal Highness, do you want to eat? The slave just sent someone to the imperial dining room to ask, and there is sauced duck for dinner today."
Wen Chan asked suspiciously, "Didn't you have this for dinner last night?"
"It's different." Ah Fu said, "Yesterday's is apricot plum sauce, today's is chili sauce."
Whatever the sauce is, it's good. Wen Chan thought.
Facts have proved that the stewed duck made with the two sauces is really different. When eating the stewed duck with apricot plum sauce, there is only one word in Wen Chan's mind: delicious!
When eating stewed duck in chili sauce, Wen Chan thought: delicious! But so spicy!
After eating, his lips were bright red, as if he had applied lip balm, and his skin became whiter. After seeing Ah Fu, he quickly handed over plum tea to let Wen Chan relieve the spicy.
In his previous life, Wen Chan was actually quite able to eat spicy food, but it was only after training. Now he is still a young man who has never eaten spicy food. After eating the stewed duck, he felt that his tongue was burning all the way to his throat. My whole head is constantly burning hot, and I can only suppress it after drinking plum tea for three nights.
Lying on the bed after taking a bath at night, he still had a hot feeling in his abdominal cavity, and he didn't go to sleep until midnight. Wen Chan thought: I can't eat such spicy food anymore, it's terrible!
Wen Chan's stomach tossed and tossed for most of the night, and he fell asleep in a daze when it was dawn.
This sleep was very deep, without dreams, when the sun completely enveloped the entire palace, he was still in a sound sleep, and the early morning clock did not wake him up.
It was just a bird cry that came from nowhere, pulling Wen Chan's consciousness out of his dream. The bird cry was sharp and loud, as if it was ringing in his ears.
Wen Chan frowned slightly, his eyelids stuck together heavily.
Immediately afterwards, a voice sounded like a woman screaming, "Your Highness Ninth! Your Highness Ninth!"
The voice was high-pitched and sharp, very penetrating, only four or five yells, completely waking Wen Chan who was soundly asleep, when he opened his eyes, they were bloodshot, and fell off the bed weakly, He didn't even wear shoes, walked out of the palace door with bare feet "dongdongdongdong", stretched his head to look outside, and saw Ah Fu and several palace people gathered together in the courtyard.
Ah Fu was holding a birdcage in his hand, and there was a bird jumping up and down in the cage. It was the voice that came out of its mouth, "Your Highness Ninth! Your Highness Ninth!"
Several palace people were amused by the bird and laughed.
Wen Chan, one head and two big, coughed dryly, his voice was not fully opened just after waking up, and with a hoarse laziness, he said angrily, "What's wrong with this bird? Shut it up!"
As soon as the palace servants heard his voice, they immediately stopped smiling and turned to salute Wen Chan. Ah Fu put the birdcage on the table, and said to Wen Chan after saluting, "Your Highness, this was sent by Mr. Liang early in the morning. Parrot."
"Liang Shuhong?" Wen Chan suffered from the heat for a long time last night, and managed to sleep soundly, but was woken up by a bird. Right now, the bird kept calling "Your Highness Nine, Your Highness Nine", and his tone was not kind. Said, "When did he have time to care about my meals? With this time, it's better to think about how to improve your chess skills. Besides, this bird was sent to the wrong place, Fu, you should send it to the imperial dining room as soon as possible!" "
"Your Highness misunderstood, this is not from Mr. Liang, but from Mr. Liang from the servant of the Ministry of Rites. I heard that he taught the parrot this sentence after raising him for more than a month." Ah Fu quickly explained .
As soon as he carried Liang Yanbei out, Wen Chan's anger really disappeared. He was stunned for a moment, glanced at the bird jumping around on the table, and said doubtfully, "Liang Yanbei gave me a bird to cook." what?"
"Master Liang said it was for His Highness to relieve boredom." Ah Fu replied.
Liang Yanbei has this hobby. He always likes all kinds of strange things. In his previous life, in order to please Mrs. Liang, he raised a parrot for half a year, and called it to praise Mrs. Liang's words every day. The parrot was trained to only open its mouth, that is, "close the moon and shame the flowers, sink the fish and drop the wild goose", Wen Chan was really envious at that time.
Who knew that in the first rebirth, this parrot would be delivered to him first...
"Bring me the bird and let me have a look." Wen Chan ordered.
Ah Fu laughed so hard that his eyes almost disappeared, and handed the birdcage in front of Wen Chan, "Your Highness, I dare to say that there is no other bird more beautiful than this in the entire capital."
This bird is really beautiful, with a pale yellow body, white wings, and a yellow jade crown on its head. When it jumps, its wings spread out, it is small and cute.
Wen Chan thought to himself, that's the one that Liang Yanbei gave to his wife, you didn't see it, the whole body is bright red, like a phoenix cub, and the voice is also melodious, much better than this one's sharp voice.
At this time, the parrot's black eyes rolled, and it said, "His Royal Highness, Wanfu Jinan!"
Wen Chan's heart skipped a beat, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he said, "This bird is more pleasing than its master."
Afu smiled and didn't answer.
"Liang Yanbei personally delivered it?" Wen Chan stretched out a finger to tease the bird, and asked pretending to be casual.
"It's Mr. Liang. Your Excellency sent the bird here this morning." Ah Fu replied, and changed the subject thoughtfully, "Your Highness, have you ever noticed that Mr. Liang's hair crown is really neatly combed? Look at it. It looks much better than other adults."
When he said this, Wen Chan recalled his previous life, Liang Jun once got together with his friends, got drunk in a restaurant, complained to his friends that his hair was getting less and less, and a big piece of baldness in the middle, talking Say, still cry.
It happened that there were court officials next door who heard Liang Jun's cries clearly, so the next day, the whole capital knew about Mr. Liang's baldness.
After pondering for a moment, Wen Chan said, "This matter cannot be imitated. Don't look at Mr. Liang as good-looking, but after a long time, sooner or later you will become bald."
"Ah!" Ah Fu stared in horror, "Your Highness is serious?"
"Of course." Wen Chan vowed, if there were rumors, why would Liang Jun endure it all the time, he could take off his hair crown and walk in front of everyone, and the rumors would be self-defeating, but Liang Jun did not, even as long as he appeared in front of everyone In his sight, he was either wearing a hat or wearing a jade crown.
Wen Chan smoothed Shunniao's feathers with his fingers, and asked in a flat voice, "Is there any news in the capital that Liang Yanbei joined the army?"
In his previous life, Liang Yanbei joined the army in February, and was learning battlefield tactics in March, Wen Chan's extra question was just to reassure himself.
Unexpectedly, Ah Fu replied, "The slave has never heard of such news."
Wen Chan was puzzled at first, and then relieved. As a palace man in the deep palace, it is naturally impossible for Ah Fu to know about the affairs of the capital so quickly. It may take a while for the news to be fully released.
After standing for a long time, he felt the soles of his feet were cold, so he yawned again and waved his hand, "Shut up this bird, I'll go to sleep for a while."
"Your servant obeys." Ah Fu stepped back with the bird in his hand.
I don't know what method he used, Wen Chan lay on the bed and listened carefully, but he couldn't hear the sound of birds chirping.
So on this busy morning when everyone was busy, Wen Chan had a comfortable sleep.