Volume 3 Judge Chapter 135 One old and one young draw a game of chess
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather is cold, the ground is freezing, and the sky is white ※
On Xiaowang Mountain in the western suburbs of Yinghe City and on both sides of the meandering Qinghe River, the trees are hung with bunches of crystal clear snow and frost, and the eucalyptus branches are particularly beautiful.
The cement path was cleanly swept, and neat rows of snow were piled up on both sides of the road, as if two low walls were built.
The grassland is silvery white, with occasional stubborn withered grass standing against the remaining patches of snow. Withered and yellow stems peeking out from the snow, they gaze at the snowy scenery of the Cangshan Mountain trickling in the surrounding fields.
A white Aoba turned from the road with few vehicles and drove onto the cement path, driving slowly and slowly towards the courtyard house a few hundred meters away.
The driver was Chen Chaojiang, and Xu Zhengyang was sitting in the back seat. He squinted his eyes as if he was taking a nap.
Although the nationally famous old man who lives in this courtyard house invited Xu Zhengyang to his home on the day when the new Guxiangxuan store opened, Xu Zhengyang was hesitant at first and never came. Not that
He thought he was the only god in the world, so he was aloof and arrogant. But it was because he really didn't want to sit with the old man, and he was mentally conflicted, or in other words, a little jealous and afraid.
What is certain is that if the old man invites another person, at least in this country, no matter what status the person is, they will come to this courtyard as a guest in the shortest possible time and have sex with this old man.
Able to have a conversation.
It is a pity that the person invited by this old man is an unattractive young man. Although he is a little famous in the countryside, he has also been on TV and newspapers.
A rural boy who is somewhat famous in the antique world. Even so, he is not really a famous person, let alone a big shot.
However, this seemingly ordinary rural boy actually delayed time and again, and even declined, so he did not accept the old man's invitation to be a guest in this courtyard house. I don't know those people in Haihe City.
If the senior officials found out that Xu Zhengyang had never come, would they come to his door in anger and slap him to wake him up?
The old man didn't seem to be angry or express any dissatisfaction.
It seems that he is confident enough that Xu Zhengyang will come to his house as a guest one day, it just depends on the time.
"But" the old man couldn't bear it at first and got a little angry. This little guy really doesn't intend to accept my invitation to be a guest? Seeing that the new year is approaching, did this kid forget that I invited him?
So after Li Bingjie and Li Chengzhong went to see Xu Zhengyang several times as before, yesterday Li Chengzhong finally sent a message to Xu Zhengyang on behalf of Mr. Li again: "Come to my house tomorrow to talk with me, an old man, and play two games of chess."
Xu Zhengyang Lixuan agreed, looking ashamed.
He didn't want to come before, but then he said, "He really forgot about it."
I wonder if the old man is very angry? Will he let a group of tough men with guns attack me in anger? Xu Zhengyang grinned and said with shameless whims: Or, look at it, old man.
He fell in love with me and wanted to get to know me well and let me be his grandson-in-law?
Xu Zhengyang wasn't sure about anything else, but he knew one thing well. If he hadn't become a god and was still the ordinary, ordinary country boy who exchanged scum for millet, then even if Li Bingjie went there every day
Looking for him, even if he lived at home and slept on the same bed in the same room, this old man would not even think of looking at Xu Zhengyang, let alone inviting him as a guest.
The reason why Xu Zhengyang was invited, apart from Li Bingjie, should be that the old man was still a little curious and confused?
After all, what happened to Xu Zhengyang in the past six months and Xu Zhengyang's experience are enough to make too many people wonder and speculate.
Xu Zhengyang scratched his head out of habit, took out a cigarette and lit one.
At this time, the vehicle had already arrived at the entrance of the courtyard. At the signal of two men with stern faces and wearing black coats, the Audi cylinder drove to the flat ground paved with stone bricks on the right side of the door.
"Go in after smoking this cigarette." Xu Zhengyang said softly.
Chen Chaojiang, who was about to open the car door and get out of the car, was startled for a moment, then sat down and lit a cigarette. Normally, Chen Chaojiang, who would not feel the slightest nervousness even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, felt a surge of emotion in his heart at this time.
It's hard to calm down from the ups and downs. After all, we are in a different place today, and the old man we are going to see is really special.
However, seeing that Xu Zhengyang was still in the mood to light up a cigarette at this time, Chen Chaojiang couldn't help but admire Xu Zhengyang. He became a god, but it was different. His mentality was indeed strong enough!
In fact, Xu Zhengyang didn't think so much. He just thought that the old man couldn't smoke or drink, so when he entered his room, he had to be polite, respectful and caring, and couldn't smoke. In this case, why not before entering,
Overcome the addiction to smoking first?
It's that simple.
The two men in black at the door were a little strange. What were the people in the car doing? They didn’t get out of the car yet...
Li Chengzhong walked out of the courtyard gate, walked to the car with a little doubt in his eyes, lowered the rear window, Xu Zhengyang smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "Brother Li, I will finish smoking this cigarette before I go in."
Li Chengzhong hesitated for a moment, then said in a dumbfounded voice: "Okay, okay."
After saying that, Li Chengzhong turned around and walked into the courtyard.
The two guards at the door became even more strange.
After smoking, Xu Zhengyang took the rosewood box he brought, opened the car door and walked out, followed by Chen Chaojiang.
Two guards conducted a routine check on the two people, and as a result, four cold-edged daggers carried by Chen Chaojiang were found. Fortunately, when the daggers were found, Li Chengzhong had already walked up to him and said: "It doesn't matter.
, he is engaged in sculpture.
"If it weren't for these words, God knows who those two stern-faced guards would have treated Chen Chaojiang as and tortured him.
Chen Chaojiang gritted his teeth. His expression was much colder than that of the two guards, but he did not refuse the other party to take away his dagger. But at this moment, Xu Zhengyang suddenly had a very mischievous thought in his heart: No matter how much you search, you can't find it.
I have a piece of stuff that can be used as a brick. The guy slapped the old man on the head, "Bah, bah, what are you thinking about? Did you eat the courage of an ambitious leopard?" Xu Zhengyang secretly cursed and cursed himself.
Stepping into the courtyard, Xu Zhengyang looked around at the scene in this courtyard house, and suddenly regretted that his new house was built as a bungalow. In fact, it should be built in the style of this courtyard house, with green bricks and blue tiles. "Well
, No, it’s probably impossible to buy this kind of blue bricks now, and the tiles are all red..
In fact, as early as the early stages of construction of the new house, Xu Zhengyang strongly advocated that instead of building a building, it should be built in the shape of a courtyard. Naturally, he had not seen the architectural style of this courtyard at that time. He just had a deep understanding of the courtyard in his heart.
He has a special liking for buildings, but he doesn't like buildings very much. And long before he became a god, he especially liked the way Zhao Laoguang's house was built.
As for the Siheyuan courtyard where he is now, Xu Zhengyang has seen it many times in the final decision book, and the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.
When he followed Li Chengzhong unhurriedly to the courtyard, Li Chengzhong pointed to the door of the main room and said: "Zhengyang, Mr. Li is in the house. You go over. Chaojiang can't go. Let him come to my room."
Xu Zhengyang nodded and walked towards the house.
Chen Chaojiang, with his expression still stern, followed Li Chengzhong to a room in the west room without saying a word.
Xu Zhengyang originally thought that there should be several tough men in black clothes in the main room. Shi Hai stared at him closely, but never wanted to enter the room. Only the old man in simple clothes and Li Bingjie in light clothes sat next to each other.
On the colorful couch.
In front of the old man and Li Bingjie, there was no coffee table, only a small brown square table with a chessboard painted on it and black and red chess pieces already placed.
"Hello, Grandpa." Xu Zhengyang walked forward with a smile and bowed slightly politely.
"It's not easy to invite you here. Do you want me to say something like "Peng Jun Sheng Hui"? The old man joked with a kind face.
"Grandpa, what you said is ruining my life. To be honest, I really don't dare to come." Xu Zhengyang smiled naively and handed over the gift he had brought with him somewhat embarrassedly. "Grandpa, you also know that I am not a countryman."
I don’t have much culture, and I don’t know much about etiquette. This, this is an inkstone that we bought online in our store. Master Gu said it was a Duan inkstone from the early Song Dynasty. I don’t know much about it. I think you can write well with calligraphy.
This should be good,”
The old man did not refuse. He took the rosewood box from Xu Zhengyang with a smile, and gestured with a smile: "Sit down."
Xu Zhengyang sat down on the single sofa opposite the old man with some restraint. He looked at Li Bingjie and saw that Li Bingjie was staring at him intently. Unfortunately, her eyes were empty and indifferent, as if she didn't care about this person's appearance at all.
The old man put the rosewood box beside him, opened it sideways, took out the Duan Inkstone inside, nodded with some satisfaction and looked at it carefully.
But I saw that the Duan Inkstone was in the shape of an emerald green irregular oval, the stone was smooth and delicate, with a leafy welcoming pine carved on it, surrounded by auspicious clouds, soaring cranes, a jade plate in the clouds, and a sika deer lying under the tree.
, standing next to an old longevity star with a kind face, bowing slightly and reaching out to touch the sika antlers.
The entire Duan Inkstone is meticulously carved, with smooth, delicate and subtle lines, simple and exquisite.
The old man smiled and praised: "What an inkstone. A poet in the Song Dynasty once wrote a poem praising Duan inkstone. "The ancient Duanxi inkstone is strange in the world. The purple flowers spit out rainbow colors in the middle of the night. This square inkstone is even more exquisitely carved from emerald stone, which is rare among Duan inkstones.
"It's a great gift."
"As long as you like it." Xu Zhengyang said with a naive smile, but he was wondering how much this inkstone was worth. As soon as that old guy Yao Chushun heard that he was going to pick a gift for Mr. Li, he immediately took it out.
He bought such an inkstone, but he didn’t say how much it was worth.
Xu Zhengyang also asked how much this thing was worth at that time. After all, he also felt that he could get something cheap as a gift to Mr. Li. Yao Chushun said: "Don't talk about money, talking about money is vulgar." Xu Zhengyang was speechless, but
Thinking about it, since he knew it was a gift for Mr. Li, Yao Chushun should be aware of it.
The old man put the Duan Inkstone back into the rosewood box, closed the box, and as if there was no previous conversation, he waved his hand gently and said, "Play a game of chess."
"I, I can't play this game well. I learned it from others when I was a child, but I have some thoughts that I have never played chess before." Xu Zhengyang scratched his head and said.
"It doesn't matter. Anyone who has played chess with me knows that this old guy is a bad chess player.
"The old man smiled kindly.
Xu Zhengyang chuckled and said, "Well, then please give in to me."
"Give chess?" the old man asked.
"No, no, no," Xu Zhengyang waved his hands quickly and said, "Anyway, you will die when you are about to die. Don't boil the toad in warm water, otherwise you will kill me and turn me into a bare commander."
The old man couldn't help but laugh twice, waved his hand and said: "You, you, okay, red comes first and black comes later. If you lose, you won't be ugly."
Xu Zhengyang was startled for a moment, thinking that this old man could actually speak this rural dialect, but he didn't ask any more questions, so he lowered his head humbly, picked up the chess pieces, and put them on the cannon.
The old man took his time and followed the ordinary chess path to mount his mount.
The old man and the young man concentrated on placing the chess pieces step by step. Next to them, Li Bingjie's eyes finally fell on the chessboard from Xu Zhengyang's face.
Time passed bit by bit, and there were two piles of chess pieces captured by the two people on the edge of the square table.
Xu Zhengyang thought to himself that this old man is really a bad chess player. Even I, a master who is not even an expert in chess, can't make a decisive move. Should I give him two moves?
The old man secretly marveled in his heart. He didn't expect that Xu Zhengyang, a boy from the countryside, could have such a superb chess skill. His chess moves seemed to be ruthless and rough, but in fact he was meticulous, linking each link, step by step, and playing steadily.
two-person act
"Zhengyang, what do you think of Bingjie's condition?" The old man suddenly asked, without raising his head, still staring at the chessboard, as if thinking about the next move.
Xu Zhengyang was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "It will get better slowly."
"You are the only one who can stand her temperament." The old man sighed, and did not shy away from Li Bingjie sitting next to her.
"I think it's pretty good." Xu Zhengyang told the truth. He was never tired of Li Bingjie's temperament. Although he was occasionally a little depressed, most of the time he felt very comfortable being with Li Bingjie.
The old man smiled, raised his head slightly and looked at Xu Zhengyang. He asked, "I want to know why Bing Jie became like this."
Xu Zhengyang shook his head and said with a naive smile: "Why do you know this?"
This is the fact. Xu Zhengyang is really not curious about this, nor does he want to pay attention to what happened to Li Bingjie, such as why she had this disease, and why she went to a rural middle school with such a family background.
Go to school. If he wanted to know, as the chief judge of His Majesty Zehe City, he could easily know too many things. But he didn't do so. Firstly, he felt it was unnecessary, and secondly, he had to respect it.
Li Bingjie.
"Zhengyang, you are really hard to see through." The old man sighed softly.
"Yeah, it's nothing. I just have better luck." Xu Zhengyang scratched his head again, and the silly smile on his face showed a hint of restraint and shame.
If he were an ordinary person, in front of this old man who has matured and experienced many vicissitudes of life, his internal organs must be clearly visible to him. Unfortunately, Xu Zhengyang is not an ordinary person, he is a god.
At present, it seems that he is the only god in the three realms.
Of course Xu Zhengyang knew that there were too many mysteries in him that the old man could not understand or see through. If the old man could see through, there was only one possibility: he was also a god. But although the old man was confused, Xu Zhengyang
I can't understand his old heart. His heart, which has been extremely wise all his life, now has things that he can't understand clearly. Does he feel a little disappointed and shocked?
Because Xu Zhengyang couldn't tell this old man that he was a god, and he wouldn't believe it if he told him.
When he thought of this, Xu Zhengyang looked at Li Bingjie and sighed in his heart that this friend and confidant who had always been like an iceberg that could never be opened was really a strange and wonderful person. He clearly told her his identity as a god.
But she really kept this secret, not even telling her closest grandfather.
The old man was probably a little tired from sitting on the sofa for a long time, so he raised his body, leaned on the sofa, and said softly: "This game of chess is a draw."
Xu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that in the casual conversation just now, he had actually followed the steps he had thought of before, and ended the game in a draw. He felt ashamed and blamed himself, for he had known that the old man was a bad chess player.
To this extent, it is better to let him win the game from the beginning.
Xu Zhengyang, who has always been self-aware, did not know that his current chess skills, or when he calmed down to think about chess moves, had reached a surprising level. He thought he was the same person who played with the elderly in the village.
When playing chess, he was a stubborn young man who would rather be killed and become a bare commander than let the old man give up his chess pieces at the beginning of the game.
"Do you think there is a god in this world?" The old man suddenly asked, his face calm, still showing kindness and kindness.
"I don't know, maybe, there is." Xu Zhengyang pretended to be confused.
The old man smiled and said: "A few months ago, you were still preaching to others that God was watching what people were doing and that there was a god when they raised their heads. But you haven't said that much recently."
"At that time, I was dissatisfied and annoyed with many things." Xu Zhengyang said with a smile, his expression slightly embarrassed.
"There are many believers in your village."
"Well, I didn't expect that at first I just wanted to scare Han Dashan.
The old man smiled gently, reached out and took the purple sand teapot handed over by the cold and indifferent Li Bingjie, took a gentle sip of the tea, and said slowly: "Belief is such a thing. In the early years, people often said that if you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you will have it."
None, what do you think?"
"The issue of mentality." Xu Zhengyang thought about it for a moment and said, "I think it's mostly due to a guilty conscience."
"Yes, that's right." The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Zhengyang."
Xu Zhengyang looked at the old man seriously and didn't understand why the old man took a long breath.
"Now I have some doubts, or I believe, that there is a god." The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xu Zhengyang with a smile.
"Xu Zhengyang frowned. Like the old man in front of him, and like his usual habit, he also narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Sometimes, I believe it too."
"Sometimes you don't believe it?"
"Um."
The old man nodded, took another sip of tea, handed the purple clay pot to Li Bingjie, and said, "I think you are like a god."
"Grandpa, I really want to be a god." Xu Zhengyang continued speaking casually without any pause or surprise.
"In half a year, you have reached this point. If you are not a god, is there really such a land god helping you?" The old man's face suddenly became serious.
A rare cold light flashed through Xu Zhengyang's narrowed eyes, but when this cold light flashed, Xu Zhengyang lowered his eyelids in a hurry and was not noticed by the old man's profound gaze.
Xu Zhengyang said lightly: "Actually, it's all luck
"It doesn't make sense." The old man's voice was a bit unsteady, as if he was not satisfied with Xu Zhengyang's answer.
Xu Zhengyang raised his head, opened his squinted eyes, his expression was calm, but his tone was very serious and he said: "Grandpa, I don't like being watched, I will get angry."
"Well, it's human nature." The old man was not angry because of Xu Zai's hostile words. "How could I not be respectful to Ming Kun?" He said with a greedy smile! The person you found was arranged by me.
I apologize to you."
"Grandpa, your words are ruining my life again." Xu Zhengyang's expression relaxed, and he said with a slightly apologetic smile: "Actually, I understand, it's all for Bing Jie's good."
The old man's right and left hands were slightly clasped together and placed in front of his abdomen. He said with a calm expression: "There are very few things that I can't figure out or understand." This sentence is a bit exaggerated and a bit too old-fashioned."
Xu Zhengyang smiled innocently and said nothing, looking at the old man like a primary school student who was listening carefully to the teacher's lecture.
"In this world, there is actually no need for the existence of gods." The old man said calmly. He probably noticed that Xu Zhengyang had a slightly disapproving look in his eyes, so he continued: "Good, evil and selfishness are all human beings.
Human beings are born with nature, so there is injustice and evil. However, people yearn for a life of equality, kindness and beauty. The contradiction between the two is the driving force for human development in this world. However, to truly live a life of boundless happiness
, Without sorrow and trouble, the meaning of human existence will be gone.”
Xu Zhengyang frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of the old man's words. It was indeed very profound, and it was hard to think about it for a while.
At the same time, Xu Zhengyang was a little uneasy and doubtful. Could it be that the old man had confirmed that he was a god?
Xu Zhengyang's heart trembled, and he planned to use his magical power to pry into the old man's mind, because he thought this was a very dangerous signal.
However, at this moment, the old man smiled and said: "I just want to remind you that you are still young. Don't have too many beautiful expectations and dreams. Punishing evil and promoting good and being a hero is what you should do.
, is also an idea that every young person has today, but we must pay attention to the method and don’t be too extreme.”
Xu Zhengyang was a little confused.
"For example, before, you preached the so-called existence of gods. Fortunately, it didn't have much influence and was just called superstition. But if you continue to do it, you may be classified as a cult." The old man said kindly.
, with the look on his face that the elders show concern for the younger ones..
"Well, I know, thank you grandpa for reminding me." Xu Zhengyang nodded. How could he not have thought about this?
"I think you have understood this a long time ago, otherwise you wouldn't have been so deliberately low-key recently. You are a smart kid." The old man nodded approvingly, looking a little pleased.
Xu Zhengyang scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I sometimes overdo it. In fact, it's just good luck. There are some things that I didn't expect."
"Maybe." The old man nodded.
Xu Zhengyang was silent.
The room was quiet for a while, and then Li Bingjie suddenly said: "You are fine."
"Yeah." Xu Zhengyang responded without blushing.
The old man smiled, seemed to be in a good mood, and said: "People's hearts are selfish, Zhengyang, if you can make Bingjie's condition better or even recover, in the future "Maybe you have done something wrong, I can
I'll indulge you. Well, of course, as a prerequisite, I wasn't dead at that time, haha.
"
Xu Zhengyang said: "You are as blessed as the East China Sea and your longevity is as long as the Nanshan Mountain."
"Haha, the old man laughed very happily.
"Actually," Xu Zhengyang narrowed his eyes, smiled, but did not look honest, and said softly: "You don't need to give me any benefits. I have to try my best to help Bing Jie. You know that I am always right."
My friend is very loyal."
The old man nodded and smiled, but said nothing. He seemed to be still wondering if there was something else in Xu Zhengyang's words.
Indeed there is.
Xu Zhengyang secretly thought about what the old man said just now about accommodating the wrong things he would do in the future. And it would require an old man with an unattainable status to accommodate him?
So Xu Zhengyang did not hesitate this time, and a trace of thought entered the old man's mind.
An honest smile appeared on Xu Zhengyang's face again, and he knew that he had guessed correctly.
It's just that Xu Zhengyang no longer has such big taboos and fears in his heart. Because he has long since overcome his worries and has determined his future path: to be a low-key god and a peaceful person. Maybe the old man in front of him
He felt that he had won today's game of chess, but how could he know that although Xu Zhengyang was not as mature and wise as others, he had magical abilities that ordinary people could not imagine. He could know anyone's secrets in this Zehe territory.
Where are your thoughts?
So even when the old man was sure that Xu Zhengyang had some kind of supernormal ability, he never expected that Xu Zhengyang would know what he was thinking and doing.
"Therefore," under Xu Zhengyang's deliberate honesty and low-key, this was just a draw that Xu Zhengyang reluctantly walked out of.
"Let's have a light meal here at noon." The old man looked tired.
Xu Zhengyang stood up and said politely: "No, the store is busy. I have to go back. I disturb your rest, so I have to go back now."
The old man smiled and nodded without saying anything else.
Xu Zhengyang glanced at Li Bingjie, smiled, and then walked out slowly.
Li Bingjie stood up gracefully and walked out as if following the clouds. She didn't know whether it was because of politeness or other thoughts, but she made a move to see off the guests.