Chapter 394 Zhao Duan: How about I hold hands with you to talk about a game (6k)
The cold wind of winter blew in through the gap opened by the crowd.
Accompanied by the joyful and excited exclamations of "Chen Guoshou", the numb faces of the spectators around the small chess stall lit up with joy.
Zhao Duan raised his eyebrows and vaguely remembered the name.
Emperors of all dynasties have a tradition of cultivating talents and looking forward to it. For example, the Hanlin Academy and the Hanlin Academy had this origin from the beginning.
Among them, those with excellent chess skills were called into the palace by the emperor and often accompanied the emperor. Those who played chess with the prince were called "chess waiting for the imperial edict".
It is commonly known as the "national player" among the people.
This does not refer to just one person, but among several people in the Yu Dynasty today, Chen Jiuyan is especially respected.
“Chess player Chen is here! Who invited him here specially?” Next to him, a chess player was overjoyed.
It seems to be welcoming the backbone.
Zhao Duan frowned, not happy.
"Young Master Lin, don't you seem very surprised?" Princess Wenzhu was very observant, and she keenly caught the look of Link next to her that was obviously different from the other onlookers.
Logically speaking, as a person from Dayu, he should be happy to see his own national warriors appear to destroy the majesty of the monks in the Western Regions.
Tsk... Auntie, you are very perceptive. You are so responsive when staring at me... Zhao Duan breathed out softly and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear:
"If Chen Guosheng doesn't play, there is still room. If he plays, he can't lose."
These words seemed a bit mysterious at first glance, but Princess Wenzhu Bingxue was smart, her eyes lit up, and her evaluation of Zhao Duan was raised one point higher.
Dan Che came to challenge without any warning, which really caught the court by surprise.
But as long as the national players do not end up, the impact will not be big. People will only think that the young monk is indeed powerful, but he just kills the market players in Huangting Lane.
But Qi Zhao’s fate will force the situation to an extreme situation.
If we win, everything will be easy.
If it fails, it will be enough to make a big fuss in diplomacy.
In peaceful times, Go diplomacy... was never new. As an official with a keen sense of politics, Zhao Duan judged with almost certainty that this Chen Jiuyan was definitely not sent by the imperial court.
There is a high probability that after being notified by someone, they did not report it to the palace or an official of sufficient rank, but came over alone.
As long as the report is reported, any official with any brains will immediately order a ban on "Qiwai Zhao" coming forward.
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"Today I am taking a break from the winter snow. I heard that there is a foreign chess player in Huangting Lane showing his prowess. I am surprised."
The young man named Chen Jiuyan has an ordinary appearance, but his demeanor has the pride of a great national player. A strand of hair is slightly white.
Coming from the crowd of guards, he looked at Dan Che with a stern look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"Chen would like to learn the skills of the Western Yi monks."
Wearing a red monk's robe and looking like a young man, the young monk Danche looked modest and courteous but was also very arrogant. He put the lunch box in his hand back into the bamboo strips box, and his demeanor finally showed a solemn look for the first time since his arrival.
It's just that the color of his pupils is slightly different from that of the Yu people, and there is a strong fighting spirit.
Obviously, Chen Jiuyan is no stranger to the name Qi Daizhao.
"Please."
Dan Che made a "take a seat" gesture, and Chen Jiuyan happily took the seat.
In the blink of an eye, the two were sitting opposite each other, Chen Jiuyan smiled and said:
"You can eat your fill first before playing chess, lest outsiders say that I bully the small, I will fight you alone."
Dan Che's smile was simple, but he smiled tit for tat. He didn't say anything, just He made another inviting gesture.
Chen Jiuyan stopped talking nonsense. Both sides placed two pieces on the diagonal star positions to occupy the seats, thus limiting the first mover advantage.
Then Chen Jiuyan, as the challenger, took the white lead and started with three or six.
Dan Che sat upright, like a newcomer learning chess for the first time in a chess hall, and picked up the sunspots in a standard manner, which should be at nine or three.
"Click."
"Click."
"Click."
"Click."
The two of them took turns to make moves at different speeds. Compared with the previous players, it was extremely fast.
Chen Jiuyan has always been known for his "fast chess", but this is the first time he entered Da Yu in the Western Region, and the young monk from the Red Sect who challenged the chess players in the capital did not fall behind at all.
The crowd suddenly became silent, and every spectator held his breath and concentrated, for fear of disturbing the palace chess player waiting for the edict.
Some people even stayed in the cold winter, put the frozen brush in their mouths to breathe, pulled out the blank chess score, and without blinking, copied this chess game that is likely to go down in history.
Zhao Duan stood in the crowd with his hands behind his hands, narrowing his eyes and watching the chess game.
Qian Kerou, pretending to be a maid, whispered to Hou and Shen in a low voice, and they quickly retreated. After a while, one person returned with two horses.
Zhao Duan and Princess Wenzhu had one each, so they could just sit down and watch the battle.
“Thank you.” Princess Manzhu was stunned for a moment and smiled softly.
Then he gently opened the hem of the cashmere skirt with his hands, and his plump round buttocks stretched into an amazing curve. He put his legs together and sat on the pony.
Zhao Duan smiled, thinking that the people around him would never imagine that even if they were beaten to death, he, the King of Hell, Zhao, and the eldest princess with a high status in the Western Regions were squatting next to the chess stall in this posture.
The tall female warrior was annoyed that she had no eyesight, but the slaves of Yu State really knew how to serve people.
And soon, Shen Juan came back from a nearby restaurant with a large packed food box, set up a small dining table, and took out the hot sauced beef, warm fruit wine, mutton pancakes and a large bowl of hot soup. time.
Not only the female warriors and others, but also the other onlookers around them were all stunned.
He said in his heart: Good guy, your rich family will still enjoy it!
The chess game continues.
After a steady start and more than a dozen quick moves without going out of the way of the previous players, the game between the two gradually slowed down.
Chen Jiuyan first showed his talent in the 13th move, taking the lead in taking the offensive, intending to seize the opportunity, causing the crowd to erupt for the first time.
Dan Che responded with a calm face, and the next few moves seemed to be passive defense, but in Zhao Duan's eyes, they were unhurried and slowly building up signs of a general trend.
Sure enough, when the two sides reached fifty moves, the little monk Danche flew out an ordinary piece, and the situation suddenly changed, and the sky collapsed.
Qi Taizhao, who had always looked confident, finally showed some seriousness for the first time, and the time he spent in the long exam was several times longer than before.
“It’s dangerous...”
"How could it be? The situation was clearly very good just now."
The crowd was in a small-scale commotion, and some people even argued in a low voice that this was not a well-ordered chess hall after all.
It is difficult to restrain people from talking.
However, Chen Jiuyan seemed to have fallen into a state of concentration, unaware of the noise from the outside world. He frowned and thought hard.
On the other hand, little monk Danche actually had time to take out the meat pie wrapped in cotton cloth from the bamboo strip box again, and ate it one bite at a time, accompanied by cold wine.
Zhao Duan frowned, the contrast between superior and superior was a bit stark.
He turned to look at his "aunt" who was squatting next to him, staring at the black and white pieces on the chessboard seriously, and said softly:
"What do you think?"
Princess Manzhu. Then she came back to her senses and turned to look at him. The woman's eyebrows were filled with worry and she said:
"Chen Jiuyan is not good."
Zhao Duan remained silent, this was consistent with his judgment.
Princess Wenzhu seemed to be explaining, or perhaps sighing:
"I was... over there, and although I had heard about the reputation of the young monk for his chess skills, I never expected him to be so powerful."< br>
Well, based on her micro-expression, it can be judged that what she said does not sound like a lie, and there is no need to lie... Therefore, the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions really has a big killer hidden in it. It is suspected of debating scriptures with Shenlong Temple. Not hot enough?
First manually buy a hot search topic in Beijing headlines? Building momentum for the follow-up?
These bald donkeys have big plans... Zhao Duan had many thoughts flashing in his head and said nothing.
The chess game is playing slower and slower, but more and more people are gathering in Huangting Alley.
At some point, the entire alley was almost filled with people who came after hearing the news.
The topic of "the showdown between the great national players and the monks from the Western Regions" is really eye-catching.
It was already noon, and many people were hungry, but they couldn't squeeze out, or were reluctant to leave.
Zhao Duan and Wenzhu each ate some meat and drank the soup, distributed the rest of the pancakes to the three Lihuatang Jinyi, and shared a bite with the female warrior and others.
The treat we had agreed to treat before was unexpectedly delayed by this sudden game.
"Click."
"Click."
The sound of the chess pieces hitting the wooden chessboard was very clear amid the noise.
Perhaps because there were too many people, the cold air around him was driven away. Zhao Duan even felt the heat and pulled open his collar.
Princess Manzhu next to her was also flushed with heat. She took off her scarf and unbuttoned her collar.
Chen Jiuyan was covered in sweat, his back was getting wet little by little, but his face was getting paler.
After a hundred moves, his previous confidence in winning was gone.
One hundred and fifty moves later, veins appeared on Chen Jiuyan's forehead, and the situation was in a state of stalemate and defeat.
One hundred and eighty moves later, he was defeated and lost. Baizi was cut into sections, and his energy was like a gossamer.
Although it has not yet reached the final game, it seems that it can still struggle for a moment or two, but the players with higher chess skills present have seen that the big players have no way to recover.
“Pa.”
Dan Che took out a sweat towel and wiped his bald head, which was red and hot due to the airtight airtight. At the same time, he dropped a ball at random and said:
"You lost."
There was dead silence.
As if the scene reappeared, the director of the chess academy not long ago, this moment seemed to perfectly overlap with the chess player with a wisp of white hair in front of his forehead.
Chen Jiuyan stared at the situation, sweat dripping from his forehead and sliding into his eyes, causing his vision to suddenly blur!
His face looked a little gray, mixed with fear!
It was not just the fear of losing a game of chess. As the royal chess player of the Yu Kingdom, he had lost many games of chess in his life.
But the plate in front of me is different!
How could he not know that as a chess player waiting for an imperial edict, losing to the people from the Western Regions without permission would have such a bad impact?
Whether it was just because of pride and self-confidence or political immaturity, before this, he never thought that he would lose to a little-known boy in the Western world.
He could almost imagine what kind of thunderous wrath the empress would usher in when the news came back to the palace.
The surrounding crowd also started to stir, and the incredible sound instantly flooded the entire Huangting Alley.
"Chen Guo also lost!"
These six words were like a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of all Yu Guo players present.
It feels so cold!
The most famous chess player of this dynasty, Chen Jiuyan, a great national player, actually lost to the people from the Western Regions in public!
This is a result that no matter whether it is a big shot in the temple or a pawn in the private sector, it is unacceptable!
"Another game! Another game!"
Chen Jiuyan suddenly held the chessboard excitedly and said loudly, his blurred eyes staring at Dan Che:
"In the next game, I Don’t be careless again!”
The young monk sat calmly on his stool, but he slowly stood up and pointed at the inconspicuous wooden sign inserted on the ground: “One round for each person. "The four crooked words.
Said loudly: "According to the rules, you can come back tomorrow." Chen Jiuyan leaned back and almost fell to the ground. He was so weak that he didn't say a word.
The young monk looked down at the ungrateful great player, frowned, and said seriously:
"A chess player shouldn't be like this. You make me very disappointed. There is no one stronger than you in Yu State. Are you alive? "
No... He did not break the defense because he lost a game, but thought of the cruel consequences he would suffer next... Zhao Duan sighed softly.
Princess Manzhu also showed a complex expression of pity and disappointment.
As a married princess, she could not lean towards either side in her stance, but in her heart, she undoubtedly expected Chen Jiuyan to save the face of Yu State.
Dan Che looked around at the faces and the tightly packed Huangting Alley, and said calmly:
"Who else is next?"
No answer!
Even the great national players have been completely defeated, and no one dares to come forward.
"Someone has already invited several other national players, young monk, please don't be arrogant!" someone yelled.
Soon, a few people agreed.
But more people are silent and pessimistic - after such a long time, the remaining national players must have received the news, but no one has arrived.
Even if someone does come here resolutely, when there is no suspense about Chen Jiuyan's defeat, if he changes to another "chess waiting for the imperial edict", can he make a comeback?
After today, the news that the chess world of Yu State was swept by a boy from the Western Regions will probably spread throughout the streets.
It was a shame and humiliation, but I was unable to resist.
Princess Wenzhu sighed deeply, and for a moment, she stood up slowly and prepared to leave.
Little monk Danche looked around the crowd again and said with a smile: "Is there no one to challenge?"
However, in the silence, Chen Jiuyan, who was sitting on the spot, could only feel his shoulder. On the way, he was suddenly held down by a strong hand.
Then, the absent-minded big player only heard a strange, yet slightly familiar voice ringing in his ears:
"Hou Da, help him go aside to rest."
Zhao Duan dusted off his robe, occupied Shang Wen's seat, looked helplessly at the stunned young monk Danche, and smiled. :
"Please, I will play a game with you."
Dan Che blinked and looked past him to Princess Manzhu who was about to leave.
“Master Lin?!”
Princess Wenzhu's expression was dull for a moment, and she looked at Zhao Duan in great surprise.
She felt that Mr. Lin was fooling around. Why would you, a young man who has come to Huangting Alley for the first time, make a fool of yourself in public?
No matter how chivalrous you are, you must also act within your ability.
This is not as simple as beating up a few thugs and saving a few poor people.
Dan Che misunderstood Princess Wenzhu's meaning and thought he was a powerful chess player she had found. He did not dare to be careless and nodded, raising his hand to caress her gently.
The black and white chess pieces rustled back into the chess box.
"Please advise." The young monk said.
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Duan typed out: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm in a hurry."
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The mission from the Western Regions stayed in a posthouse in the capital specifically designed to receive officials from the Western Regions.
It is called "Golden Wind Pavilion".
The falling snow for days has covered the roof of the entire post building with a sheet of snow.
When the sun comes out, the snow on the roof melts, making it extra cold.
“Squeak.”
In the Jinfeng Pavilion, a window of a pavilion was opened, revealing a dark-skinned monk who looked like an old monkey standing by the window.
The red monk's robe and red hat on his head are particularly bright in the snowy scene. The beads made of white ivory hanging on his neck are shining, and the sunken eye sockets are full of thoughts.
The "Holy Monk", the master of the Red Sect Sangha, felt the cold wind coming in from outside the house, and his spirit was shaken.
Behind him, there was a thick stack of "information" on the table.
It includes the recent situation and trends of Shenlong Temple, as well as detailed investigations of relevant personnel.
More, it is still the list of people who have become famous in the capital this year.
In order to find "Hui", after the old monk entered the city, he ordered people to search and investigate.
There are many names on the list.
Not surprising.
The empress came to the throne with full plans. It has only been less than three years, and the turmoil in the court this year has been severe. There is a long list of officials who have fallen. If someone falls, others will naturally rise to the top.
And the change of power in the court was passed down to the lower level, which was a larger-scale change of power. For example, when Pei Kaizhi fell, the many forces and characters that relied on him in the capital were also changed.
This has brought many new people to the fore.
And on this list, the first one, no surprise, is Zhao Duan.
"The face of the empress...will it be the incarnation of the World Honored One in the human world?"
The master of the Red Sect whispered softly, and then he laughed, shook his head, and classified this biggest suspect Lose.
Although Zhao Duan perfectly matched the time when "Hui" appeared, after careful inspection, the old monk was the first to rule out this person.
One of the reasons is similar to Princess Wenzhu’s judgment, they both believe that Zhao Duan’s achievements are too great.
There are obvious signs that the empress deliberately gilded it.
Another more important and core reason is:
Buddhist Buddha is a compassionate god, how could he incarnate into a person with bad conduct, full of evil, and be called "" The traitorous minister of "The King of Hell"?
This is so unreasonable.
Not to mention, Zhao Duan suppressed the Shenlong Temple in the battle between Buddhism and Taoism... even though "Hui" didn't know that his true identity was the "Buddhist World Honored One".
To sum up, the Red Sect master will be more suspicious of some people behind Zhao Duan.
For example, the talented scholar "Han Gu" in Xiuwen Guan is very consistent with the imagination. The only thing that is not quite right is that although Han Gu only entered Xiuwen Guan this year and his status has been improved, he was already a famous talent before. , and there hasn’t been much change.
“Sure enough, ‘wisdom’ cannot be found so easily by believers like us. If we can see it at a glance, it would be false.”
The Red Sect master said softly, with an almost fanatical conversion revealed under his skin like an old monkey:
"However, as long as the 'debating' with Shenlong Temple begins, 'Hui' will definitely know Appear. As a World Honored One walking in the world, even if he has lost the memory of being a god, he must have strong Buddha nature and wisdom, and will be attracted by Buddhism..."
"So, as long as you debate the scriptures, 'The momentum was loud enough to let everyone in the capital know that 'Hui' would definitely come."
The master of the Red Sect suppressed his impatient impulse, took a deep breath, and suddenly heard the sound of the stairs. Footsteps came from everywhere:
"Master, the monk Bianji of Shenlong Temple is here to pay my respects."
The old monk raised his eyebrows, turned around, put away the information on the table, and then went down the small building himself.
Soon.
In the reception room of Jinfeng Pavilion, he saw Master Bianji waiting here, wearing a white cotton robe and a monk's robe.
......
Bian Ji was as handsome and handsome as ever, with red lips and white teeth, which was in stark contrast to the master of the Red Sect who had been damaged by the harsh winds of the Western Regions for many years.
"Amitabha." Bianji smiled and saluted the people in the ancestral court.
The master of the Red Sect also put his hands together and recited the name of the Buddha in return.
Although the conflict between the Western Region Ancestral Court and the Shenlong Temple lineage was fierce, the scene still maintained a superficial peace.
After the two parties met, the Red Sect master smiled and said:
"Master Bianji came in person. Could it be that he wanted to catch us off guard? He is here today to debate scriptures with me. Discuss the law? ”
Bianji smiled casually, as if he didn't hear the other party's teasing, and said with a smile:
"What did the holy monk say? Although you and I live in separate places, we still belong to the same lineage and respect the Dharma. Could it be that apart from fighting, we will Can’t you come to visit?”
The master of the Red Sect laughed:
“It’s okay, Master, if you want to come, feel free to come. If you want, come to the Western Region. I believe the Dharma King will definitely welcome you. To.”
Bian Ji slowly stopped his smile and sighed:
"Speaking of it, the poor monk has indeed not been to the Western Regions for many years. The last time he went out of the fortress, he accompanied Abbot Xuanyin.
Many years have passed and I don’t know how good the scenery outside the Great Wall is. But the poor monk has stayed in the capital for a long time. He is troubled by things, but it is difficult to walk, unlike my great master from Shenlong Temple, who can walk freely."
The expression of the master from the Red Sect changed slightly, and he slowly stopped smiling:
" What does the master mean by this? Do you think that it is impossible to go to the Western Regions?"
Bianji smiled and said nothing.
The master of the Red Sect said seriously:
“After we entered the capital, we learned that the Great Pure Master of your temple had actually assassinated court officials and was missing. This even made the Emperor of Yu very angry and banned Buddhism throughout the country... Sympathy. "
Haha... I still sympathize. It's too late for you to gloat about the misfortune. It seems that the purpose of debating scriptures at this time is not to suppress... Bianji's face was expressionless.
It's just this kind of thing, if the other party doesn't admit it, it can only be a confused account.
"There is no need to mention this matter again. I came here this time on the orders of Abbot Xuanyin to inform the holy monks that the date and location of the debate have been determined..." Bianji took out a post from his sleeve. .
But at this moment, a monk from the Western Regions hurriedly walked in from outside the hall and said in the dialect of the Western Regions:
"Master! Danche played chess with Chen Jiuyan, the great player of the Yu Kingdom, in Huangting Lane, and won a great victory. !"
"Really?" The Red Sect master stood up and smiled brightly: "Where is Danche?"
The monk said: "Still over there, accept the chess player's challenge."
“You have won, why don’t you come back?”
The dark-skinned old monk said, then glanced at the frowning Bianji beside him, and suddenly smiled:
"That's fine. With such a great victory, I will personally pick him up. Master, why don't we go together?"< br>
Dan Che?
That disciple of this old guy?
Beat Chen Jiuyan in chess? when?
Bianji's expression changed slightly, he stood up and said, "Okay."
......
Outside Huangting Alley.
The entrance to the Kyoto Chess Hall is almost empty.
"Little Heavenly Master" Zhong Pan stood under the plaque of the chess court, with the sword "Red Tide" slung behind him, and his fierce face was covered with a face towel.
"The six arts of a gentleman are interesting." Judge Zhong raised his eyebrows and grabbed a chess player running out of the chess court with his big hand:
"What happened, so lively?"
The chess player was startled and said: "In Huangting Alley, there are people playing chess with the monks from the Western Regions. They are all watching."
The little Heavenly Master looked very interested.
……
At the same time, in Huangting Alley.
“Pa tah.”
Zhao Duan made another move and looked at Dan Che, who was facing a formidable enemy.
Halfway through the chess game.
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