Bai Song thought he heard wrongly. What does it mean to return a gift with chess records?
Are these Japanese people too shabby?
Bai Song was shocked for a while, and suddenly felt that Qing'er next to him was a little surprised after hearing about it.
Bai Song looked back and asked in a low voice: "What? This chess game is very unusual?"
Qing'er whispered: "The Japanese chess master is the best in the world. It is said that this chess master was originally just an ordinary chess player. He only dreamed of the immortal game one night and played five games with the immortal. Then he enlightened and his chess power changed.
After earth-shaking changes, he became a chess master overnight and never lost again."
"What the hell?" Bai Song seemed to understand.
Qing'er continued: "This is a Japanese legend, and it is also very popular in the Tang Dynasty. Scholars and chess players all over the world are yearning for it. Recently, it has been reported that there is a chess record of the Immortal Game written by a chess master. Countless people are looking for it, but there has been no result.
Thinking that it is in the hands of the Japanese royal family, and now, they are actually willing to give it to my husband?"
"So, chess records are very valuable?"
"It must be fifty or sixty thousand at least...and it is very precious, and its value cannot be measured."
"It's just a chess book...and it's so awesome."
Bai Song murmured in his heart, but since it was worth so much money, he still accepted it seriously.
Seeing Bai Song's indifferent expression, the Japanese were a little unhappy. The Japanese prince said softly and disdainfully: "Giving such a sacred object to such a person is a waste of nature. Do you know how important this chess record is?"
This is a magical game that makes an ordinary chess player suddenly become the best chess player in the world!"
"Can someone become a chess master after just watching a few games of chess?" Bai Song smiled and shook his head, "But thank you for your kindness. I will accept this chess record first."
Bai Song accepted the chess records, but he had other plans in mind. Why do these Japanese people say they are chess fanatics?
Bai Song remembered that he was playing chess when he was in Youzhou and had a relationship with the old man of the Zheng family. After leaving Youzhou, Bai Song never played chess again.
Could it be that the Japanese have already started investigating themselves and have gone as far as Youzhou?
It can be seen that the Bai Song Dynasty has attracted the attention of the Japanese people. I wonder what the Japanese people's purpose is in investigating themselves?
Bai Song was thinking about it, and Bai Song's attitude of neglecting the chess records not only aroused dissatisfaction from the prince, but also made the other old man even more dissatisfied.
"Mr. Bai, you can be considered a chess player. This chess record is a sacred object in the hearts of us chess players. We really shouldn't be so negligent."
"Who told you that I am a chess player?" Bai Song asked back, "It's just a game of chess. It's just a chess record. Don't give too much story. You Japanese people just like to do some gimmicks. No matter what, as long as it has the spirit of craftsmanship
It seems to be a higher level? It’s just a chess record, treated as a sacred object? Since you think it is so precious, how about returning this to you?"
Bai Song was really unhappy. The katana craze had just ended, and now there was another chess game.
According to Qing'er, if this thing appears at an auction, it might fetch a sky-high price.
At that time, I don’t know how much money will be involved in Japan.
The root cause is the deep self-confidence in the bones of these Japanese people.
Bai Song wants to return the chess records?
It was undoubtedly a kind of contempt for the Japanese people, especially the old man who claimed to be a chess player. His face suddenly turned red, and he was obviously very angry.
The atmosphere was fine before, but a gift-giving incident made things a bit tense. Jiumei quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Mr. Bai may not understand your Japanese chess culture, so he doesn't understand the weight of this chess record in Japanese hearts. You don't have to be like this, if
If Mr. Bai doesn't like it, then it doesn't matter if he changes it to another one."
"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly, "They say there are no chess players in the Tang Dynasty. It seems to be true. He actually doesn't understand how much mysteries are contained in the chess records of this fairy game. Any chess player who has studied this fairy game can
, my chess skills have made a qualitative leap. If Miss Yoshiko didn't value her, how could she give such a sacred object to a gift? It's really in line with what someone said, 'sitting in a well and looking at the sky', it's unreasonable."
When Bai Song came and the fire started, the story told by Qing'er showed that it was made up by the chess master in order to enhance his mysterious atmosphere. The dream was blurry, how could he remember the chess game in the dream clearly? Before, Bai
Song didn't want to point it out. The tactics used in this were exactly the same as those used to promote samurai swords. He didn't expect that these Japanese people insisted on fighting with him to find out whether they were real or fake. Bai Song would not let these people come to his door to be beaten.
"Dream of the Immortal Game? Do you still believe this kind of nonsense? If your country's chess questions are based on making up stories, then we in the Tang Dynasty also have the Immortal Game, and I guarantee that as long as you thoroughly study my Datang's
In the Immortal Game, not to mention the chess master, even the chess god will feel ashamed."
"What do you mean? The Tang Dynasty also had a fairy bureau? We have never heard of it."
"Didn't you hear it now?"
"Where is the chess record?"
Bai Song smiled: "I haven't dreamed yet. When I dream about gods, I will naturally have a fairy game."
"It's really unreasonable and full of nonsense!"
Bai Song stood up and raised his hands to Miss Yoshiko: "Miss Yoshiko, give me a cup of tea. I will fall into a dream and meet the gods of the Tang Dynasty."
Miss Yoshiko was stunned and didn't understand what Bai Song meant.
But Bai Song picked up a bottle of wine in the cabin and drank it all in one gulp. He suddenly became drunk.
"Ms. Xian Gong, what are you doing?" Qing'er was also a little anxious, not knowing what Xian Gong was going to do.
However, Bai Song was already a little sleepy due to the drunkenness. He pulled Qing'er and said softly: "I'll take a nap for a while. Remember to wake me up when the tea is cold on the table."
After saying a word, Bai Song fell down and fell asleep. After a while, there was thunderous snoring in the cabin.
Everyone is confused, what are you doing?
"This man is so rude!"
"He is crazy and confused. How can such a person be the prince's young master? It can be seen that there are no educated people in the Tang Dynasty."
"Miss Yoshiko, throw this person out. How noble are we, how can we associate with such a person?"
Miss Yoshiko could not see any expression on her white face. She just heard her whisper: "I don't know what he is going to do, but he seems to have said that he will wake up after just a cup of tea. Let's wait and see what he is going to do."
What."
Bai Song fell into a dream.
Sudden sleep and sudden awakening.
Sure enough, when the tea was getting cold, Qing'er softly called Bai Song twice.
Bai Song opened his eyes, but the drunkenness was still there. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he stood up and raised his hand, and three pieces of paper flew to the field and fell.
"Look, this is the real fairy game!"
A piece of paper accidentally fell into the hands of the old chess player. The old man frowned slightly: "Is this... a chess record?"
"This is the three games of chess played by the gods in my dream. If you can understand one or two of them, there will be no chess master in the world!"
"Is this man drunk and crazy?" the third prince said irritably.
Miss Yoshiko looked at the old chess player, but saw that his expression was somewhat solemn.
The chess player turned to Miss Yoshiko and said, "Miss Yoshiko, please lend me the chessboard."
Ji Zi was a little confused. He had never seen the old chess player with such a serious expression. Is there really any mystery in this chess record?
Bai Song sneered in his heart, this is Ke Jie's third game against AlphaGo, the final battle between human power and artificial intelligence. After a thousand years, the chess world has changed its pattern and thinking because of these three games. You guys are stuck in the millennium.
The primitive chess players of the past could not directly doubt life?
Seeing how serious the old man was, Bai Song went over and patted him on the shoulder: "It seems that the gods of Japan are not as good at playing chess as the gods of Tang Dynasty!"