Chapter 88
After the top martial arts masters on the Jiangnan Road entered the trial site, they confirmed that the site of the Soochow Palace had been completely turned over in history, and they began to bid farewell to each other. Sovereign naturally returned to the Zongmen, and of course the untouched tourists from the rivers and lakes returned to the rivers and lakes. The old site of the Soochow Palace, the mountain where the treasure house was collapsed, and the treasures originally intended for the young people of the rivers and lakes were turned into adobe The sealed Ming King has also died under the hands of two young people. The rivers and lakes and the world that had been prosperous many years ago passed away in a blink of a dream.
However, when a middle-aged eunuch wearing a court robe sent a party with a broken seal, he was dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, and he hurried all the way. It was Changsun Mei who told him in person that he went to the place. It was found out that things were over. Of course, Wang Youliao, as the host of Jiangnan Road, set up a banquet table to clean up the wind for him, and then prepared to return to Beijing with Sun Baimao.
That small wooden house and a lake of water, the shore of the lake, Wang Yuliao sat on a bench with eyes closed and raised his mind. Although this matter was handled by Sun Baimao in full power, Wang Yuliao was not It was a ********. When King Ming was born, he was thinking of being able to save one more, and he could save many young people from the hands of King Ming. The investigation of the dead and the living in the trial land made him such a veteran oiler who had been rolling on the battlefield and working as a blade, very tired and needed some rest.
And not far from Wang Youliao's eyes closed bench, a wooden table and two wooden stools, a chessboard, black and white.
Xiao Youmo, the ruling black child, held a tea cup in his forehand. He smiled and watched that his advantage had fallen to the chess game on his side. In front of him, he held a white Sun Baimao's deliberate consideration for pros and cons.
Xiao Youmo looked at the position of Sun Baimao and shook his head slightly and smiled: "In order to protect the dragon, you would rather lose the whole thing, Master Sun, your ability to play chess has taken a lot of steps backwards. How did I say it in the Kyoto chess game? The top master of the game, if you follow this path and then drop ten more, it is about the situation that I have been slaughtered. This chess is the same as doing things. It is most appropriate to use chess as a metaphor to see people and to watch people. "
Couldn't Sun Baimao hear what Xiao Youmo said, he drank tea: "This time there is a miscalculation, let the Ming king put it together, Wang Duzhou didn't kill him, but he almost let the Ming king To escape, but fortunately, under the arrangement, King Ming was dead. As long as he died, the trial place was over, and some people died, it was worth it. "
Wang Liao, who closed his eyes there, snorted slightly, "Sun Baimao, what you said is really uncomfortable."
Sun Baimao said, "Lao Wang, you are a warrior. You score clearly. This is not the same. It is inappropriate to abandon the strategy on the battlefield. It may disarm the army. But in the imperial strategy, On the contrary, it is a move that is often used. For example, not long ago, the middle reaches of the Yangtze River was about to break the embankment. For the twelve consecutive cities, hundreds of laborers had died in the water to repair the embankment. This matter is affirmed from the morality of the world. It's not right, but if you compare and compare, you will find that only doing so is the most appropriate. "
Xiao Youmo ridiculed: "I'm in the mood to say this now. Wasn't it all anxious some time ago? It seems that the official hat was kept. When he was an official in the imperial court, don't think about everything and dare to be the world first. For the sake of Da Chu, it is the key to keep the chair under one's ass stable, otherwise the official hats will be lost, and there are so many plans that are just like empty talk in a tea restaurant. "
Sun Baimao asked, "Are you not going to drop by with us to visit Kyoto this time?"
Xiao Youmo shook his head: "What to do?"
Sun Baimao smiled for tea and shook his head without answering.
Xiao Youmo said, "Forget it, since I thought about leaving, I didn't plan to go back in my whole life, and now I feel pretty good anyway, at least live easily and live comfortably."
"Really comfortable?"
Sun Baimao asked like this.
Xiao Youmo was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I'm at ease."
Xiao Youmo dropped a chess piece on the chess board at random. I saw Sun Baimao looking at the chess piece, his eyes changed suddenly, and he stopped talking to him about anything else, and concentrated on studying how to keep the dragon from losing the game. These Kyoto The big men in the temple are not interested in many things. For example, Sun Baimao has never been to the Qinglou and other places, and rarely drinks, so he prefers the black and white battle on the chessboard.
Maybe every literati has a heart that wants to fight against the sword. Because it doesn't work, he puts this mind on the chessboard, and with one or two fingers, he falls down as if he is a soldier with a sandy taste.
And maybe every martial arts man has a mind that wants to read the name of success, but also because he ca n't, and he has n't read much, he can only pass on this mind to his juniors when he is older, This is also the status quo of Da Chu today. Most of the senior martial artists hope that their children can read more books, and the sages who have learned meritocracy can also learn, and the military books used to transfer troops on the battlefield will learn.
Xiao Youmo glanced at Sun Baimao and then Wang Youliao.
Sip a little tea.
Most people in the world think that martial arts are tough, and the literati are soft. In fact, it really does not seem to be the case. The iron bones always have tenderness, and the blue shirts are always romantic, and the seemingly gentle literati always kills thousands of people. When the corpse is murdered.
He Xiao Youmo is an out-of-the-box literati, but he is also a warrior who has walked through the rivers and lakes, because he understands them, so he understands them more thoroughly. Only this time, there are so many admirers in rivers and lakes. Senior master of course, of course, he does not need to do it. When he came here this time, in addition to what he said in his mouth, the biggest purpose was actually to see what the young man could do.
The results are of course very good.
That young man was even better than he thought. It was amazing and even incredible.
This may be the joy of playing chess.
Wang Youliao, who closed his eyes and closed his eyes on the bench, slightly opened and closed his lips. Suddenly he started to hum a little song, just a few days ago, in the city of Wucheng not far away, there was an ordinary family, an old woman. Almost ancient and old, her son went to Bianguan to fight with the Guifang barbarians. She did n't return for three years. Only two years ago, she wrote a family letter. The characters should have just been learned, and it was as ugly as a twisted snake. Already.
The old woman did n't know Wang Youliao 's identity, but only knew that this handsome grandpa listened to her for a long time and gave her three or two pieces of silver. Wang Youliao said that when her son came back, he used the rest Yinzi, find him a daughter-in-law or something, and hug a grandson earlier.
The old lady invited Wang Youliao to have a meal. It was a very ordinary house and a very ordinary home-cooked meal. But Wang Youliao didn't mind it at all. She praised the old woman for her good workmanship, and the old woman was happy. The song started with a smile, humming, but tears flowed.
The song Wang Youliao remembers it well.
He hummed softly.
"Who uses tincture, a little girl, a pair of bare feet, a boat in the smoke of a boat, a man in a suit, and dare not look back, where is home, where is home, where is home, and where is home."
Where is your hometown?
In the case of the Trial Land, the Soochow Treasury completely collapsed, Wang Duzhou fled, Ming Wang Fuxi, and 56 innocent young people died under King Ming's hands. Twenty-four died in the fight for treasure.
It wasn't until some time later that the rivers and lakes believed that the terrible Ming King had truly died in the hands of two young people.
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