Emperor Qingming couldn't help but smile, "The chessboard has endless changes vertically and horizontally. You can control the situation and only allow me to win three or five pieces or lose three or five pieces. I'm afraid it's not a little better."

He picked out six pieces from the chess jar and placed them on the chessboard, "How about you give me five pieces?"

Let the five sons go first again, making a total of six sons.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at the white pieces placed in the corner, and he didn't act according to the rules at all. Let the pieces follow the rules, and the five pieces should be placed in the star positions.

The gold horn is surrounded by silver, and the two pieces under each triangle occupy the advantage of natural danger. This arrangement can be described as overbearing and rude.

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "Brother Huang overestimates my brother. According to Brother Huang's level, giving up one stone is equivalent to at least twelve moves, and five stones is sixty moves. Coupled with the initiative, there is no need to play this chess.

Already."

"If you don't show off like this, how can you tell the true strength of the emperor's brother?"

Emperor Qingming looked at him sharply and said, "If you win, I will believe whatever you say. If you lose, you will go into prison yourself. How about that?"

Han Jun on the side raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Qingming, you might as well just lock him in.

He had seen the emperor's chess skills before, and they often played chess together when they were young. During the battle to destroy Chu, the two of them spent their free time either studying the battle or the chess game. His chess skills were considered high, but he almost didn't win against the emperor who was the prince at the time.

Pass.

Such a person is cheating, how can the King of Jin win?

Zhao Chengyuan looked calm, took off his boots, lifted his robe, and sat on the couch. He bent one leg leisurely and said with a smile, "Since the emperor has said so, I will try my best."

Although there is always a day when brothers can make things clear between themselves, this day came earlier than he expected.

He picked up a sunspot and dropped it.

The start was uneventful and uneventful.

Emperor Qingming took advantage of the opportunity and launched a fierce attack, making camp step by step to attack the city and seize the territory.

Seeing that a large piece of the sunspot was eaten, Zhao Chengyuan remained calm and calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, as if he was playing chess to kill time.

Han Jun frowned. Although he suspected that Zhao Chengyuan planned the assassination, he didn't want to see him not taking his life seriously.

Being imprisoned in imperial prison sounds nice, but in fact it means that he will be directly punished for treason. It may even involve the entire Anling Marquis Mansion.

The imperial study room was quiet except for the sound of the hourglass and the sound of falling stones.

The eunuchs held their breath for fear of disturbing this life-and-death showdown.

The emperor and Prince Jin always laughed and talked happily, but this was the first time they were unhappy because of such an earth-shattering news.

Zhao Chen rushed back to the palace from Duke Dingguo's Mansion and went straight to the Zhenghe Hall where the palace banquet was held.

When they arrived, they found that the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Army were still waiting outside the Zhenghe Hall. The civil and military officials couldn't stand it any longer. They either went to the side hall or sat on the ground in the shelter of the corridor, feeling listless.

Regarding the assassination, everyone tacitly told no one to mention it. No matter who was behind the scenes, there are still many officials who are his accomplices. If someone accidentally offends someone with his words, he will not die.

Know.

The sun was already setting in the west at this time. We went out at dawn in the morning and everyone had hardly touched water or rice all day.

He walked up to Prince Zhen Wang Can who was standing in front of the main hall and asked, "Uncle, where is my father?"

Wang Can has a short beard and is elegant and elegant. Although all the civil servants are physically exhausted, he still stands calmly, his robes and hair crown are meticulous.

He looked forward and said in a calm voice, "In the Imperial Study Room, I must be discussing important matters with the King of Jin and Duke Dingguo."

Zhao Chen turned around to leave, but heard Wang Can ask, "Two people with equal chess skills are playing chess. If the black stone gives the white stone five pieces, is there any chance of winning?"

Duke Zhen Guo would not say this for no reason, and Zhao Chen immediately understood what he was talking about.

The father is playing chess with the seventh uncle.

The two of them have always been equally matched, with mixed successes and losses.

The father took the white son first, but the seventh uncle actually let him have the fifth son?

What do they mean by playing chess at this time?

He looked at Wang Can with a meaningful look - deciding life and death with chess?

Zhao Chen said, "With such a huge disparity, even if there is a duel between masters, within half an hour, the white man will definitely strangle the black man, and the country will be decided."

If life and death were determined by chess, Uncle Seven Emperors would probably be in trouble.

Wang Can looked at the sun and put his hands behind his hands without saying a word.

Zhao Chen calculated in his mind that he had delayed sending You Ning off for more than half an hour, so half an hour had probably passed since their game.

He said goodbye to Wang Can and went to the imperial study room.

There were eunuchs waiting outside the royal study, but no one dared to go in and pass the news.

It would be a waste of your life to disturb the emperor and Prince Jin from playing chess.

After Emperor Qingming ate a few more sunspots, he said quietly, "The Seventh Emperor's brother neither attacks nor defends, and his moves are chaotic. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long if he plays this way."

After Zhao Chengyuan was idle for a while, he smiled and said, "My brother is trying to save his life in a desperate situation. Naturally, it should be different from usual times."

Emperor Qingming pointed to a patch of sunspots that were about to be surrounded, "This place will be eaten soon."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "There is no way to save the situation, so why bother to be a trapped beast and fight with others to increase losses. If you take a step back, the world is wide, so why not find a new world to find hope."

Although Emperor Qingming warned him with his mouth, he never slacked off in his heart and showed no mercy.

He has never forgotten the truth that one careless move will lead to losing everything, and that's why he is able to get to where he is today.

Han Jun couldn't stand it anymore.

In his heart, King Jin was already a dead man.

He turned to look at the hourglass and began to worry about his daughter in the house.

She is still waiting for him to come back.

But now the chess game has not ended, the palace banquet has not started, merits have not been discussed and rewards have not yet been given, and it is not known when it will be time to return home.

That little girl is really childish and delicate. She hugged him and cried for so long. If she sees him not coming home for a long time, will she cry again?

When he looked at the chess game again, his brows furrowed and he felt a little impatient.

Wang Jian was worried when he saw him like this, for fear that he would step forward impatiently and overturn the chessboard.

Zhao Chen stood in the corridor and waited for half an hour. There were still sounds of falling and the occasional voice coming from inside.

Zhao Chen noticed something was wrong.

The fifth son was able to hold on for an hour without losing. The seventh emperor's uncle's chess skills were not on par with his father's, but were clearly much higher.

After not attacking or defending for so long, the Seventh Emperor's uncle was probably secretly planning a big conspiracy, but the father was only obsessed with eating and encircling the territory without realizing it.

When he was young, he often played chess with the Seventh Emperor's Uncle, and he won and lost half the time. He was secretly proud of it. It turned out that the Seventh Emperor's Uncle had been playing tricks on him.

Wang Jian opened the palace door, leaned forward and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor will let you in."

After Zhao Chen went in, he took a quick look and saw that Heizi was in a dangerous situation and that he was unable to recover.

But when I take a closer look, I can't help but be shocked.

Heizi looks disorganized, but is actually ambushed from all sides!

Emperor Qingming glanced at Zhao Chen and said, "Let you come in, and I also want you to bear witness with Duke Ding. If Heizi loses, the King of Jin personally pleads guilty to the clan and invites himself to be imprisoned. If Heizi wins, no matter what the truth is, I will let bygones be bygones.

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Zhao Chen looked complicated and watched the chess without saying a word. There was nothing he could do.
Chapter completed!