Volume 3 Troubled Autumn Chapter 66 Interesting on the chessboard
Volume 3: Troubled Times Chapter 66: Interesting Things on the Chess Board
There is a beautiful legend.-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net.
This legend has nothing to do with stones. It is said that thousands of years ago, in the early years of the reign of the Xiling Temple, when Washan was not yet called Washan and was called Mantou Mountain, a woodcutter named Wang Zhi accidentally went into the mountains while cutting firewood.
I saw several old monks playing chess, and curiously stepped forward to watch. I found that the fighting on the chessboard was extremely fierce, and I was so absorbed in it that I forgot to leave.
Seeing his drunken appearance, an old monk handed him a steamed bun. Strangely enough, after Wang Zhi ate the steamed bun, he no longer felt hungry. He sat by the chessboard and watched from dawn to dusk.
Dusk gradually enveloped the mountains, but the game of chess under the tree had not yet been played. The old monk who had given him food before raised his head, looked at Wang Zhi and said: "If you don't leave, you will have no way to leave."
Wang Zhi reluctantly stood up and prepared to leave. However, when he picked up the ax he used to chop firewood, he was shocked to find that the wooden handle of the ax had rotted into dust. When he walked out of the mountains and returned to
When he returned to his hometown, he discovered that all his peers had died.
Only then did he realize that just one day of watching chess under a tree meant that he had been alive for hundreds of years.
This legend spread widely, and later Mantou Mountain became Washan Mountain, and the ancient temple in the mountain was also called Lanke Temple by the world because of this legend, and it gradually became the official temple name.
Because of this legend, chess is very popular near Washan. Both gentry and farmers have been practicing chess since childhood. The black and white flags that Ning Que saw in the small town in front of the mountain are closely related to this custom.
Lanke Temple got its name from this. The monks in the temple are naturally good at this. The end game on the chessboard on the stone table under the big green tree today is the method used by Lanke Temple to select the destined person. You can know it without thinking.
Extremely difficult.
So Ning Que didn't think that Sang Sang could solve the remaining chess game, but he didn't expect that the first chess piece that Sang Sang seemed to land made a big mistake, causing the Southern Jin chess master to shout in great annoyance.
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The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty shouted loudly and had a very bad attitude. The practitioners who were watching the chess game naturally looked at each other angrily, thinking that this person dared to be so disrespectful to the daughter of light. He should be sent to a quiet pavilion and locked up for a hundred years.
The practitioner's gaze could not affect the Southern Jin chess master at all. He forcibly broke away from his companion's arm, rushed to the stone table, and shouted with endless regret and anger: "Although this broken chess game can be broken, it is
I also thought about it for half an hour before I found the idea. You, a little girl, make random moves without even thinking. You are really fooling around. Do you know how to play chess? If not, what are you doing? "
Mo Shanshan, who was at the stone table, raised his head and looked at this person. Because her eyes were not very good, she looked a little confused and said, "I'm really not good at chess. What's wrong?"
The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty finally came to his senses, turned around and looked at the black carriage, pointed with his left hand at the white chess piece that had just fallen on the stone chessboard, and said angrily: "You Tang people are all straight people, how do you understand?
The art of moving around in a square inch! You girl, you don’t even understand the chess positions, how can you put the pieces randomly! If you put them away, you will die!"
Seeing this man shouting and shouting at the black carriage, the practitioners who gathered under the green tree to watch the chess game didn't even bother to get angry anymore. They confirmed that this man was an idiot who was not afraid of death - since it was the Son of Light who played the chess game,
So even if it is wrong, it must be wrong and have profound meaning. How can an ordinary person like you understand it?
The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty was obsessed with chess all his life. He entered the palace immediately after leaving the chess room. Even when he played against His Majesty the Emperor of the Southern Jin Dynasty, he did not know what it meant to give chess. He was really obsessed with chess. How could he know that the little boy in the black carriage
The girl's status in the spiritual world is as the saying goes, ignorant people are fearless, and they still teach each other angrily. - < Shuhai Pavilion > - Net.
Ning Que shook his head and signaled to the Jiange disciples not to be nervous. Anyway, he didn't think that Sang Sang could really solve the remaining chess game. He just warned the Southern Jin chess master: "Keep your voice down and don't use bad words."
The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty was startled, and recognized him as the young man he had seen in Lanke Temple yesterday morning. His voice became unnaturally softer, and he said angrily: "Playing chess is an elegant matter, how could I say that?"
bad language."
Not to mention the chaos on the chessboard side.
The old monk in yellow is sitting opposite the chessboard, with a calm and indifferent expression.
He has been studying chess all his life, especially the endgame under the tree. He has been thinking about it for countless years, and has replayed the game no less than a thousand times. At this moment, looking at the white chess piece that has just fallen on the chessboard, he feels like a chess master from the Southern Jin Dynasty.
Likewise, it is confirmed that White has fallen into an irreversible dead end due to this move.
The name of this endgame is Luanke, which means a pile of firewood. When there is no external force, the pile of firewood seems stable, but in fact it is always on the verge of collapse. If you want to break this endgame, you have to wait and see if there is a firewood pile.
You can imagine how difficult it is to rearrange the order of dry firewood in the firewood pile without falling over.
Earlier, Sangsang whispered the location through the car window, and the bookworm followed the instructions. The white chess piece was taken directly from the bottom of the complex chess game, as if he reached out unreasonably and pulled out the thickest piece from the bottom of the pyre.
A dry firewood may seem tough, but in fact it completely destroys the barely stable balance of the woodpile.
The pyre has collapsed to the ground.
The old monk in yellow said: "This game is over."
Practitioners watching chess under the big green tree, since they are worshiping the mountain today and want to see Master Qishan, they are naturally quite confident in the way of chess, or they have companions who are good at it. When they heard this, they carefully examined the situation on the chess board.
, couldn’t help but be surprised to find that what the Southern Jin chess master said was right, the white chess piece could no longer regain its life.
Thinking that the daughter of light's first attack ended so hastily, people's eyes towards the black carriage became a little complicated, but they still did not dare to show the slightest doubt or disrespect.
It was quiet beside the mountain stream, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.
However, at this moment, Sangsang's voice came from the black carriage again.
"This chess... is really interesting."
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The curtains fluttered slightly, and Sangsang whispered two numbers.
Just like every time before Ning Que shoots an arrow, she says two numbers, as if she doesn't need to think about it. - < Shuhai Pavilion > - Net.
Mo Shanshan, who was sitting in front of the chessboard, was slightly startled. He took out a white piece from the chess urn and placed it somewhere on the chessboard.
The old monk in yellow frowned slightly. He did not expect that in the situation where the white chess piece was already destined to lose, the bright girl in the black carriage seemed to want to persist. In his opinion, this was really not in line with the elegance of the chessboard.
The Southern Jin chess master didn't know what he had discovered. He leaned over the chessboard and stared at the ordinary-looking white chess piece from a very close distance. He seemed to see something very strange.
He looked slightly strange and said, "Hey, it seems interesting."
The old monk in yellow also noticed the strange position of the white chess piece, and couldn't help but think of the past many years ago. His cold expression gradually became warmer, and he smiled and said: "It's interesting."
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Sang Sang is a very smart little girl. In Ning Que's words, she is just too lazy to think about things and is used to relying on Ning Que, so she seems a bit dull. Even when chopping firewood, she is always dull.
Since she was born with a temperament that was too lazy to think, when did she start to find playing chess interesting?
This started from two years ago. At that time, Ning Que was far away in the wasteland. Chen Pipi was asked by him to often go to Laobi Zhai in Lane 47 to take care of Sang Sang. Chen Pipi once heard Ning Que say that Sang Sang was a talented person.
He was a real genius, so he was not convinced, so he started several competitions that no one knew about.
At the beginning, Chen Pipi and Sang Sang competed in memory and failed miserably. Then they played chess with Sang Sang, but it ended abruptly because the old man Wei Guangming returned to the old pen studio, and Master Yan Se came again.
Then the sad and emotional story happened.
But that was the first time Sang Sang officially played chess, and she learned the rules on the chessboard from that day. Once she learned it, Chen Pipi never beat her again.
There is a stake in Sang Sang and Chen Pipi's chess game.
Every time he wins a game of chess, Sangsang will get some benefits.
So she began to think that playing chess was really interesting.
This is why she cautiously asked the old monk in yellow what the winnings of this game of chess were.
The so-called habit becomes natural.
Later, when Sang Sang was cooking for Ning Que in the back hill of the academy, for the Master and the group of senior brothers and sisters, she would occasionally meet the fifth and eighth senior brothers who were obsessed with chess, and was dragged down.
Dozens of games of chess.
On this trip to Lanke Temple, when she was sick, she would spend time with the chess records given by these two senior brothers.
The fifth senior brother of the Academy once said that Sangsang's talent in chess was far better than Ning Que's, but she herself didn't know the extent of that talent or her true chess ability now.
But she found playing chess more and more interesting.
Even if there is no bet, it will seem a little regrettable, but it is still very interesting.
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Under the big green tree.
The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty shook his head with some regret and said: "Although it is interesting, this road is still blocked."
The endgame is called Lanke.
The second son that Sang Sang dropped was vaguely similar to the first son before. He no longer pulled out the thickest stick from the pile of firewood, but used the stick to press it down more arrogantly.
All firewood was scattered.
This is not to draw firewood from under the cauldron, but it is better to draw firewood from under the cauldron.
Completely disrupting the chess situation and then finding another path, this method of rebuilding after total destruction, which is consistent with the principles of Taoism's profit and loss, and has the courage to survive in death, seems to be a feasible method.
However, in this game of chess, Black's chess position is so superior that it can be directly crushed. If White's chess position is chaotic at this time, how can it withstand the opponent's attack? More importantly, even if White can defeat Black,
You are struggling to hold on under the attack of chess, but how can you rebuild your own chess position?
The old monk in yellow didn't say anything. Although he also thought that the white chess piece was somewhat interesting, as soon as he saw it clearly, he confirmed that there was still no way for the white chess piece to get out of the dead end.
The white chess pieces are scattered all over the board, just like firewood scattered on the ground. They are absolutely chaotic and disorderly. To reorganize them into an orderly appearance requires an extremely large amount of calculations. That kind of calculation is simply not something that humans can complete.
Even the great oracle priest of the Xiling Temple, who was famous for his arithmetic skills, could not do it.
This has nothing to do with intelligence or chess talent, but the rules of the world itself.
That rule is that manpower is sometimes scarce.
No matter how smart and talented a person is, the content they can hold in their mind is still limited.
Decades ago, the old monk in yellow tried this method. He stayed up day and night, thinking hard for three months, but still could not complete the calculation, and did not even see the glimmer of success.
Only then did he understand that this solution seemed reasonable, but in fact it made no sense at all.
Because this is not a solution that humans can complete.
Unless the person playing chess can ignore the rules of this world.
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It was extremely quiet under the big green tree, and you could only hear the crisp sound of chess pieces gently falling on the stone chessboard.
In the black carriage, Sangsang whispered, and a white chess piece fell down.
There are already seven or eight more white stones on the chessboard.
The old monk in yellow corroborated the memory of that year and was a little surprised to find that the solution of the little girl in the carriage was very similar to the first few steps of the solution that he had calculated after months of hard thinking.
Although there are some errors in the positions of the two chess pieces, we are indeed walking on the right path. Unfortunately, this seemingly correct path is still blocked.
Thinking that this little girl could think like this in a very short time, the old monk in yellow couldn't help but nodded slowly, and the expression on his face became gentler. He thought that she was indeed the daughter of light in the Xiling Temple, and she was indeed extremely smart.
Lanke Temple selects candidates who are qualified to meet Master Qishan. It does not require that the opponent must break three chess games in a row, because the three games of Shandao are indeed extremely difficult. Even the top national players in the world may not be able to do it.
, not to mention those practitioners who are not proficient in chess.
The three rounds of the mountain road are a test of how much wisdom, courage, and other precious qualities the practitioner can show in breaking the endgame and playing chess. As long as you are outstanding, you can still pass.
The old monk in yellow knew that the white chess piece was still on the road to death, but the courage shown by the little girl in the carriage when solving the game, especially the wisdom represented by the extraordinary mental arithmetic ability, was already good enough, and could even be said to be a genius.
Since Sangsang is a high-ranking figure in the Xiling Temple, the old monk will naturally not let her continue on the wrong path until she reaches darkness and hopelessness. Letting the daughter of light lose miserably would be too disrespectful to the Taoist sect.
The old monk in yellow stood up, looked at the black carriage and said with a gentle expression: "You are indeed the daughter of light, unparalleled in intelligence. Although this solution is still unreasonable, you can pass this one of the three games on the mountain road."
Then he looked at Ning Que and said, "Mr. Thirteen, you were wrong just now. In fact, the rules of Lanke Temple are not necessarily strict. There are some rules that I think should be respected by people."
Although Ning Que didn't necessarily agree with the old monk's statement, since the other party had agreed to let him cross the stream and praised Sangsang highly, he was quite satisfied and nodded slightly to the old monk.
Fu Xu, a chess master from the Southern Jin Dynasty who had been watching the game at the chessboard, praised: "What the master said makes sense. Although this little girl's solution has not really understood the mystery of chess, her calculations really make me feel ashamed."
Seeing this result, the practitioners were very satisfied and nodded in admiration. I wonder if they really saw the wisdom of the Daughter of Light from the situation on the chessboard.
Some people are satisfied, and naturally some people are dissatisfied.
Aunt Qu Ni Madi was very dissatisfied and snorted with some disappointment.
There was one person in the room who was dissatisfied.
Sangsang's confused voice came from the black carriage.
"I'm going to win, why can't I win?"
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