The weather today is sunny and sunny. The morning when it is cold but warm is the best time to go out. Qian Xuan, with his hair slicked back, wearing a brand new blue gown and a pair of foreign sunglasses, walked in front with high spirits, and his whole body was radiating light.
Brother Xun was still the same as before, frowning slightly, following Qian Xuan leisurely, holding a half-burned cigarette in his hand, taking a puff from time to time, and spitting it out for a long time, as if
What's on your mind?
Brother Xun's younger brother Qiming, who was slightly shorter and fatter, was walking side by side with Brother Xun. He suddenly took off his glasses, breathed a few hot breaths into them, wiped the lenses carefully with his handkerchief, and put them back on.
Finally, he winked.
He Qi also changed into a new piece of clothes today. When she went out, she carefully styled her hair with hands wet with water. She was an energetic young man, but she fell to the back of the queue. It was nothing more than what she was carrying in her hand.
The stinky pickle jar is really stinky.
Several people made an appointment yesterday to go to Longquan Temple early today. After passing the guard post at the entrance of the alley, they came to the street. Qian Xuan reached out to hail a few rickshaws and ran towards the northwest.
In less than two hours, the sweaty driver parked the rickshaw at the foot of the Western Mountain. At this time, the rising sun was already hanging high above the mountain, making the sweat on the driver's body shine brightly. Qian Xuan paid the fare and took the lead.
We set foot on the narrow path leading to the mountain, admiring the mountain scenery in early winter.
In the mountains and forests in the tenth month of the lunar calendar, the thin frost has gone, but the traces are still there. The air is exceptionally clear, but there is an uncontrollable bustle. It is not like a single-color city. Looking around, you can see a patchwork of red, yellow, blue and green intertwined, colorful.
Gorgeous, nature presents a luxurious visual feast.
There is no doubt that the maple trees are the protagonists of the whole performance. Some can’t wait to put on their red clothes and stand pretty beside the mountain road to attract your attention; some are covered with red leaves, so pure and hot; some are
Some are a little shy and covered in yellow; others are half red and half yellow, moving towards red.
The mountain is one step away, the water is one step away, and we have bypassed the mountainside. Two powerful old green cypresses appear in front of everyone's eyes. Their branches are vigorous and green. They have a history of more than 600 years. Behind them is a red cypress.
The temple with the gray roof is Longquan Temple. It was built in the early years of the Liao Dynasty and is a Han Buddhist temple.
Today, the guards at Longquan Temple are much tighter than usual. Six soldiers with live ammunition are divided into two rows and stand face to face in front of the mountain gate. A man in gray military uniform, red epaulettes, a belt around his waist, and leather shoes, who looks like an officer, has been
He walked out and stretched out his hand to stop the group of people from entering.
This person's name is Zhang Pengyuan, the director of the Peking Military Law Enforcement Division. He received a tip that there was an important meeting at Longquan Temple today, so he waited here specifically to avoid anything happening. His piercing eyes swept over the four people one by one, and then returned.
When he came to the leader Qian Xuan, he said: "Mr. De Qian, I'm offended."
Qian Xuan didn't say anything, and raised his hands consciously. Immediately, a soldier came closer, groping up and down for inspection. Brother Xun and Qiming were inspected immediately. He Qi put down the smelly pickle jar and raised his hands to accept it as usual.
After checking, fortunately nothing happened, and I went in smoothly with the smelly pickle jar.
After bypassing the main hall and entering the atrium, there are two thick and tall ginkgo trees, which are thousands of years old. The ground is covered with yellow. There are several young novice monks who are raw and fair, and their bald heads look like big white radish.
After passing the crescent moon hole, Qian Xuan walked towards the east, which was an independent small courtyard. This was the wing in the backyard where Mr. Taiyan lived. Before anyone arrived, the voice came first:
"Tie Yuan! Thief Yuan!"
"It's too old to do anything!"
"I wish you to die early and enter the realm of animals."
He Qi really opened his eyes, held his breath, and his nerves were a little tense, but Qian Xuan was used to it. He knocked on the courtyard door, but the curses inside were still heard. After a while, Zhao Yuan, the head waiter, opened the courtyard door.
A round head poked out from a small corner, with a rosy complexion and rolling eyes. When he saw Qian Xuan, a smile immediately appeared on his face and he pushed all the courtyard doors open.
"Have you had breakfast, sir?" Qian Xuan asked, glancing at the courtyard.
The cursing stopped suddenly, and an old voice came out, full of joy and enthusiasm: "Is Deqian here?"
"Sir, it's me here." Qian Xuan shouted back and went in first. Brother Xun, Qi Ming and He Qi then filed in. Zhao Yuan stretched out his round body and looked back and forth. He saw no one outside the courtyard.
, and closed the courtyard door tightly again.
The courtyard is not big, with an old tree, a stone table, and a deck chair. The courtyard wall is not high, less than a foot, but it makes He Qi truly understand what "Crazy Zhang" means. All he can see is the courtyard wall.
It is densely filled with heart-wrenching words such as "Yuan Thief must die"
, the old tree is not idle either. There is a couplet hanging on the branches: "Mr. Willow in front of the door, and Guhou melon is sold by the roadside." A seven-foot rice paper hangs on the trunk, with seven oversized "" written on it.
Die soon!", the stone table was also covered with dense words.
Mr. Taiyan was sitting in front of the stone table, eating Yuanxiao. It is said that each Yuanxiao must be bitten into pieces before he can swallow it. At this time, he stopped eating. He pushed away the bowl and chopsticks, caressed his belly, and looked at Ai one by one.
The disciples suddenly cast their eyes on He Qi, a stranger.
The layout of this courtyard is too unique and the atmosphere is quite weird. It was the first time He Qi came here. He was nervous and couldn't let go. After bowing with everyone, he just sat aside without saying a word.
He stared at the smelly pickle jar at his feet without squinting.
Qian Xuan caught it in time. Seeing He Qi's embarrassment, thinking about how different he was from his usual sharp tongue and his many ways of trolling people, he couldn't help but smile and quietly kicked Brother Xun, who was smoking alone.
Brother Xun's eyes were filled with white eyes. Following the direction of Qian Xuan's eyes, he frowned and stared. He couldn't help but hide his face and laugh. He accidentally choked on the cigarette and coughed.
Qiming went to the kitchen to make tea, but he hasn't come back yet. He Qi, who was sitting across from Qian Xuan and Brother Xun, was sitting alone. He felt a chill. Following the sound of coughing, he glanced at the two people who were smiling. There was nothing there.
Do you know what these two people are thinking?
Normally, He Qi would have snarled at the two of them angrily, but at this moment, he didn't have the guts to do so, so he could only curl his lips, glare at the two who were causing trouble opposite him, and then calm down in silence.
Mr. Taiyan looked at Qian Xuan and Brother Xun, then at the unfamiliar He Qi, and then cast his eyes on the stinky pickle jar at He Qi's feet. He was thoughtful and silent, but wanted to look at Qian.
What trick are brothers Xuan and Xun going to play? No one said anything in the courtyard for a moment, and the sudden silence was very strange. He Qi couldn't stand it anymore, and secretly looked at the two people opposite, with a begging look in his eyes, and was the first to recognize him.
Cowardly.
Qian Xuan accepted the offer and coughed lightly, breaking the silence and introducing him: "Sir, this is a good friend of Yucai and I, named He Qi. He just returned to China last month. I have heard of your name for a long time, so I came here to visit you."
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He Qi felt relieved, stood up quickly, bowed and said: "Junior He Qi, come to pay homage."
"I've heard that you are good at chess." Mr. Taiyan said calmly, neither enthusiastic nor unfamiliar.
"Little Dao'er, it's not worth mentioning." He Qi said.
"We senior brothers are not as good at Go. It just so happens that you are here today, why don't you chat with me for a game," Qian Xuan said.
"Yeah! That's good! A happy smile does not hinder the tenderness of Dongshan. I have been idle for a long time, and today I will meet you, a great chess player." Mr. Taiyan stroked his beard and smiled.
"Then this junior will make a fool of himself." He Qi breathed out nervously.
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Xun had already come out of the room, blowing out cigarettes in his mouth, holding a cigarette in one hand, and holding an ancient catalpa tree in the other hand, which he placed gently on the stone table. Zhao Yuan then brought it
Two pots of chess pieces.
The catalpa scale is golden yellow. The table top is flat and smooth, with a golden luster. It has been touched by many people. The texture is delicate and subtle. The chess pieces are precious "yong pieces". When the cloud pieces are thrown on the chessboard, there will be a sound of gold and stone.
According to legend, Ming Dynasty
There was a man from Yongchang who kept jewelry and jade in the capital. During a palace fire, he discovered that the molten pearls and jade had a crystal clear color. After returning to his hometown, he made Yongzi using agate, amber and other raw materials that were abundant in Yongchang.
Before the move was made, Qian Xuan interjected: "Brother Qi, don't say I didn't remind you that my husband's chess skills are famous in the chess world. You have to show your best. If you lose, don't say you are famous in the chess world."
It’s gone, so I don’t have anything to eat even for lunch.”
"Don't listen to his nonsense, just be casual." Mr. Taiyan said quietly, holding the sunspot, and landed on the star.
Having said that, He Qi didn't dare to slack off anymore. He worked hard and used all his abilities. Every time he made a move, he had to think about it for a long time. He didn't dare to make a random move easily. Therefore, this game was very difficult.
It's almost over.
Mr. Taiyan squinted his eyes and stared at the chessboard, his fingers twisting his beard into knots. A rare blush appeared on his weathered face. Embarrassment and entanglement coexisted, and the chess piece in his hand was still unable to fall.
Qian Xuan stared at him with big eyes, swallowed his saliva, looked sideways at He Qi, as if he were a fool, and almost cursed.
The cigarette in Brother Xun's hand suddenly lost its fragrance. It burned quietly for a long time. With a "pop" sound, the long cigarette ash reached the cigarette holder and was broken. Brother Xun's thoughts were confused.
Qi Ming, who was watching, fell into a long silence.
He Qi's mood went from being very nervous at the beginning, to relaxed brows in the middle, to feeling happy and relaxed, just like falling from a high altitude, to landing safely, because He Qi killed Mr. Taiyan's dragon,
The situation in this chess game has been decided, the dust has settled, and the victory is certain.