The young men who were watching saw that the old lady was so warm to another young man.
Everyone exchanged looks with worried expressions.
It's a lie that they come here to play chess, but it's a lie that they get to know the old lady of the Zheng family.
Who in Jixian County doesn't know that the old man has already announced that he wants to test the knowledge of many young men in Jixian County under the pretext of playing chess.
Perhaps the future husband of Zheng Liangqiu, the eldest daughter of the Zheng family, will be selected from them.
Two months have passed since this incident was reported. When it was first reported in Jixian County, it caused a commotion in the city.
There are more people queuing up every day to play chess with the old lady of the Zheng family than in the flower house on the bank of the Wei River.
However, after the initial sensation, the enthusiasm of the young masters has somewhat subsided.
Now, many people are looking forward to being valued by the Grand Duke of the Zheng family.
Not to mention that the eldest daughter of the Zheng family is as beautiful as a fairy, but if she can marry the Zheng family and become the uncle of the Zheng family, what kind of scenery will her future life be like?
The young masters who are currently eager to get close to the Grand Duke of the Zheng family are naturally very concerned about an unfamiliar face.
Seeing Bai Song coming, before Bai Song could take his seat, he asked, "This brother is a bit unfamiliar. Where did he come from?"
"Come from traveling in Sichuan and Sichuan."
"Sichuan and Shu..."
Everyone was shocked to see that the two places were far apart, and they were all young people who had never heard of such a distant journey.
"It turns out that he is a young master from Shu. No wonder he is so ignorant of etiquette."
"That is, it is rare for Zheng Taigong to value his chess skills, but Zheng Taigong has been waiting for a long time. Do you know who Zheng Taigong is? How can it be reasonable for Zheng Taigong to wait for you for the rest of your life?"
Bai Song smiled and ignored the people around him. After sitting down, he asked Taigong Zheng: "Old man, I'm sorry, but I bought some salt on the street and wasted my time."
"It's okay. I reviewed the game last night and studied it for a long time. Today I have a solution. You have to be careful."
"Then I have to ask the old man to show mercy."
Bai Song nodded coquettishly and looked back at the person discussing behind him. A trace of disdain flashed across his face, which was seen by the person discussing.
During the discussion, several people suffocated and their faces turned red, as if they were suffering from constipation.
Bai Song started playing chess. He, an amateur trained in the AI era, was nothing compared to modern chess players.
But to the ancients, it was definitely a monster-level existence.
Ancient formulas have long been eliminated in the long history. How could Zheng Taigong compete with the Bai Song Dynasty with a technique that was more than a thousand years behind him?
However, Bai Song did not do it to win, but mainly to please the other party.
Naturally, we can't keep dampening the opponent's enthusiasm. Bai Song only won two games and deliberately missed a flaw and lost one game.
This doesn't seem like a deliberate concession, so that Zheng Taigong was extremely happy when he won.
The time for playing chess passed quickly, and it was dusk in a blink of an eye.
Just like yesterday, meals were delivered to the Zheng family again.
Today, it was a coincidence that Zheng Taigong had just finished playing a game of chess and wanted Bai Song to have dinner with him.
Zheng Taigong is not a particular person, as you can see from his willingness to eat under a tree outside.
But Zheng Taigong intended to entertain Bai Song Dynasty. No matter how casual he was, he could not be casual with the guests. This was related to his own face.
Therefore, Zheng Taigong suddenly thought of it and asked Bai Song to go to his house to eat together.
Bai Song naturally got what he wanted, so he put away the chess pieces and swaggered to the Zheng family house opposite under the envious and jealous eyes of a couple of young people.
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Guests are arriving at home.
Zheng Ke was unprepared and kept urging the cook at home to prepare some good things.
Although the guest who came today is young, his status is unusual.
This is a guest invited by the old lady, and even he, the head of the family, is inconvenient to show up.
Moreover, this is extremely rare. For an old lady to invite a young man, it is an unprecedented anecdote.
Zheng Ke was curious in his heart and wanted to see what kind of young man could be appreciated by the old lady.
Zheng Ke didn't want to settle the score, and learned through the maid that an old man and a young man were studying the chess game under the small garden pavilion of the house.
We will eat under the pavilion later.
Zheng Ke quietly came to the small garden and stood behind the flower bed not far away and quietly looked at the people under the pavilion.
There are lanterns hung at the four corners of the pavilion, giving it plenty of light.
When Zheng Ke saw Bai Song, he felt a little jealous.
Imagine how short and tight you are, if you could be like him when you were young, how many ladies would like you?
Where can one suffer so much?
Zheng Ke nodded and murmured in a low voice: "He is really a young and talented person. It's a pity that his family lives far away. Who's parents are willing to hand over their daughter to Sichuan?"
Zheng Ke was muttering, and suddenly he saw his daughter peeking at the other end of the pavilion, with the maid from yesterday accompanying her.
At this time, the maid was whispering in the young lady's ear: "Miss, do you see clearly? Does it look good?"
Behind the fan-shaped hall, a girl in white clothes stood calmly, looking at the beautiful young man under the pavilion, her eyes flickering.
"It's nice to look at. It's not as pretentious as the young men I've seen in the past."
The maid added: "Not only is she beautiful, she is also talented. Yesterday, in front of the old lady, she just said it casually and wrote a poem. Even the old lady praised her! It's just that Dongxiang couldn't remember it, otherwise she would read it.
Listen to the lady."
"Okay, I've seen it, let's go."
"Hey... Miss, why don't you take a closer look?"
"Look and see, it's like that after all. What's there to see?"
"That young master looks good. It's pleasing to the eye and makes me feel happy thinking about it."
"If you really like him, just marry him."
The maid was not shy, but instead joked: "Although Dongxiang likes her, she can only be a common roommate."
The young lady's face turned red and she raised her hand to hit him.
The maid ran away with a smile and turned around and said: "People say that he already has a wife. It's a pity. Otherwise, Dongxiang feels that she is really suitable for that young master."
"Little Hoof, you are looking for a beating!"
The young lady couldn't help it anymore and chased him, but she couldn't help but look back one more time, as if to confirm whether it was a good match or not.
…
On the other side, Bai Song was explaining modern formulas to the old lady.
The old lady is a chess fanatic. It was the first time she saw Go played thousands of years later, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
It happened that Bai Song had also learned it and taught it in great detail.
Clearly explain the shortcomings of contemporary stereotypes and the advantages of modern stereotypes.
Bai Song suddenly became passionate. It seemed that only by relying on Go could he fully express his modern views, and ancient people could also fully understand them.
Bai Song had always been troubled before, feeling that there was no one who knew him well in this era.
I didn't expect to find that close person today, but he turned out to be an old man!
On the contrary, this chess game can break the time barrier and put the minds of people from the two eras on the same level.
Bai Song had a purpose for having sex with this old lady.
But tonight’s chess talk comes from the heart.
At night, the small garden exudes the faint fragrance of flowers and plants, and the lanterns hanging at the four corners of the pavilion sway gently with the night breeze.
The two people in the small pavilion had a sip of meat, a sip of wine, and a move of chess, and could argue with each other for a long time.
The solemn picture exudes a different flavor.
I don't know when Dongxiang arrived outside the small pavilion and finally couldn't help but interject: "Master, it's already the third watch."
Saying this, Dongxiang's hands and feet trembled for a while, and she didn't know how the old lady would feel if she interrupted the chess game.
"It's already so late?"
The old lady's faint voice came from inside the pavilion.
Listening to such a soothing tone, Dongxiang relaxed a lot.
The old man was already a little drunk. He looked at the sky and waved to Bai Song: "Okay, it's too late today. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Bai Song was also a bit drunk. He burped and said with a smile: "Tomorrow is tomorrow. It's rare to meet an old man who is so obsessed with chess. Even if he is born late, he hates it too late."
The old man winked at Dongxiang: "Send Mr. Bai back well, do you understand?"
"Yes!" Dongxiang bowed and went to Bai Song, "Master, please."
Bai Song wanted to get up, but he didn't stand up for a moment. He subconsciously grabbed the maid's arm and managed to stand up.
The maid was very generous and didn't feel intrusive at all, so she was grabbed by Bai Song all the way out of the pavilion.
"Are you...are you Miss Zheng?" As they walked, Bai Song started to talk nonsense.
The maid pulled him, it seemed a little difficult, and she felt funny after hearing the words: "Is this slave a maid from the Zheng family?"
"No, the maid is not that good-looking. You must be Miss Zheng."
"Giggle..." The maid smiled coquettishly, "If you are a good-looking slave, then our young lady will scare the young master."
"Is it so good-looking that it scares you, or does it look so ugly that it scares you?"
"Of course it looks good."
"I don't believe it, please take me to see it."
"Sir, you are drunk."
"Speak, I'm not drunk!"
Bai Song changed from pulling to hugging, tugging and tugging with the maid all the way, which was so shameful.
The maid just thought he was drunk and didn't care. The important thing is the beauty of life.
A good-looking young man who is frivolous is called a romantic, and an ugly young man is called a hooligan.
The two of them stumbled and finally reached the door. Unexpectedly, Bai Song's foot deviated and he fell to the ground with the maid, and fell asleep immediately.
At this time, Zheng Ke heard the noise and came over to take a look. He saw the maid breaking away from Bai Song and getting up.
The maid blushed and whispered: "Master, this young man is drunk. But what should we do?"
Zheng Ke frowned: "This is the old lady's guest and cannot be neglected. Since he is already drunk, let's take him to the guest room and settle down, and then send him away early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, sir."
Dongxiang called two more maids and carried the young master, who was sleeping like a dead pig, to the guest room and put him down.
The three girls touched and fucked Bai Song. After doing it for a while, they wiped Bai Song's body, put it down on the bed and ignored it.
As soon as the maids left, Bai Song opened his eyes.
Drunk is drunk, but not drunk to death.
I heard that the Zheng family not only has the master who is good at accounting, but also has a smart and beautiful young lady who is often at home to share his father's worries.
All the accounts of the entire Zheng family will be reviewed in the eyes of this young lady.
Since Bai Song came to the house tonight, of course he had to find a way to meet this unassuming Miss Zheng.
It is most difficult to pry open the master of the Zheng family. Isn’t it easy for a little girl to say a few words from other places with her beauty?