However, the more chess pieces in his hand, the better, and it is best for Du Heng to become a son, but Ji Yuan has no intention of looking for the other eight.

Chess is not forced, and those who can become chess themselves have special features, to put it bluntly, it is still about the fate of the law, and the chivalrous covenant between Lu Shanjun and the Nine Young Heroes is not one of the fate laws.

"Oops... There are no regrets in the fall!"

"Don't, I just got distracted, that step doesn't count, it doesn't count!"

The two old men on the side began to argue, and also brought Ji Yuan's thoughts back, and the two old men started again.

One wants to regret chess and the other does not regret it is just the norm, but Ji Yuan especially likes to watch the two old men play chess in the past two days, because these two old men are indeed chess masters, and there is no opponent in the entire chess hall, but this chess product is not easy to say.

Once the time comes when one side wants to regret the move and the other side does not let it go, the two will also have an interesting solution.

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel with you, follow the old rules!"

"Come on!"

So all of a sudden, the two stopped arguing, and went straight to the current situation.

For a master, it can take a long time to get to the next step, sometimes a few games can be played in a day, and the current situation is also that more than half an hour has passed from the end of the game between the two of them.

The old man who wants to regret the chess has been dying and struggling, and the one who does not let regret it not let go at all, and it seems to outsiders that the winner has been divided, but the two of them are in a state of gambling, and they have to play to the end.

Ji Yuan looked left and right, and there were more people who would come around to watch the chess, because everyone knew that an interesting scene was about to be staged.

"Hahahaha... Or am I going to make you regret the game and pay it back?"

"Hmph, review and review!"

The two old men quarreled for a few words, and after receiving the chess pieces, they began to review the chess surface, and actually returned to the previous step of arguing about regret chess, but this time it was a state of regret.

"Look, if I hadn't taken the wrong step just now, you'd be dead!"

"Fart!

The two of them began to play chess according to this other situation, and this chess move began to go in a completely different direction from the previous one, replaced by another old man who was arrogant, and the other one was cautious, and the emotional change was very interesting.

And for the chess viewers, the change of the two possibilities is also wonderful, and can even drive the emotions of the chess viewers.

This may be boring for people who don't like Go, after all, sometimes they don't see each other for a long time, and it looks boring, but people here like chess, and the battle on the chessboard is a silent war, and the way of hand talk is also wonderful.

In Ji Yuan's eyes, the chessboard of the two old men is different, because the chessboard is nineteen vertical and horizontal ways when others watch the chessboard, so black and white compete for more than 300 points, but in his eyes, it is not.

The chessboard coincides with the artistic conception all the time, and the range of black and white can be diffused is infinite, and what is fighting is no longer that small piece of gas, when the two sons are competing against the chessboard itself, the changes of yin and yang are also shown in it, and the process of the two old men fighting for black and white is also evolving into a process of mutual growth in the eyes of Ji Yuan.

Therefore, Ji Yuan experienced the subtlety of the two realms, one is the regular Go and the other is the artistic conception of the chess road, and the wonderful experience is naturally more than one point more than others.

In the end, it was another old man who won, and the two old men naturally had a fight, and the chess lovers on the side were also criticizing.

"No more, no more, Chinese New Year's Eve has to go home early." ”

"Yes, I haven't bought the Spring Festival couplets yet!" "Find those scholars who are rushing to take the exam to write, pick a good word!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Someone in the chess hall chatted and left.

Ji Yuan, who came back from the previous chess path, looked at the chess hall, and unconsciously walked a lot of people, only to watch a few games of chess, but the time was already afternoon, the chess hall guys were cleaning up the tea cup chessboard and other things, and some guys were sticking a link to the chess hall to hang red lights.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to talk with you about a game?"

The shopkeeper of the chess hall is a man with a top square crown, and he came over and suggested a sentence to the amiable Chong Jiyuan.

Although the shopkeeper of the chess hall has never seen this Mr. Ji play chess, he thinks that he is definitely a chess master.

Because of its extraordinary popularity, it is inevitable that the shopkeeper will pay more attention, and inadvertently watch the game together several times, and see the subtle changes in the expression of this gentleman when watching chess, there is always a feeling of more insight into the situation than the two of them, but it is not clear to what extent this gentleman's chess is high, anyway, no one in the chess hall seems to be interested in making a move, and the two old men can let him take a few more looks.

"No, no, if you don't play chess, you won't be ugly, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, doesn't the treasurer plan to sample early?"

After Ji Yuan refused, he also asked politely and casually, this kind of scene in the chess hall can only be opened by elegant people, because it is really not profitable, and the shopkeeper is also a chess lover, even if there is other business, he stays in the chess hall for the longest time, and sometimes he encounters a strong chess player who also comes with tea and melon seeds, and the chess game is recorded without receiving money.

The shopkeeper heard the words and looked at the seven or eight places in the chess hall where chess was still playing.

"Leave it to the guys in the store to take care of, I have to wait for someone to finish playing chess, but I'm going to go to Wenqu Street to buy some New Year's posters." ”

"Ji happened to know that there was a tribute who was good at calligraphy, and he also set up a stall on the street, so the shopkeeper could go and see it together!"

Ji Yuan's proposal was in line with the shopkeeper's mind, and he had long wanted to get to know Mr. Ji, so they hit it off and went to Wenqu Street together.

This Wenqu Street was actually the oral name of the common people in the market at first, and then gradually became the mainstream, because many scholars who were rushing to take the exam would set up stalls here to earn some money.

Even if you will take the palace test once every three years, there will be scholars who will live in Gyeonggi Province, and Munqu Street will become more and more prosperous.

This is not only a place to sell words, but also a good place to appreciate the literary style of various tributes.

Danqing couplet calligraphy, which is to see the scholar's skill, so even if the reference tribute does not set up a stall, he will definitely visit this Wenqu Street more to understand the strength of the opponent, and even some officials of the imperial court examination system will occasionally come here.

Although Yin Zhaoxian and Shi Yusheng are not short of money for the time being, they also came out to set up a stall this time, but Shi Yusheng's calligraphy is also average, so just to go shopping, Yin Zhaoxian set up a writing stall.

The street is not wide, and there are teahouses and inns around it, so there is no cold wind on the street, and when Ji Yuan and the chess hall Lu shopkeeper passed, he happened to see several people around Yin Zhaoxian's stall, and the two old men who played the game before were also there.

"Shopkeeper Lu, the person who set up the stall is the tribute Shi mentioned by Ji, who is Jizhou Xie Yuan, and the writing is good, the key is..."

Ji Yuan smiled when he said this.

"I am also a native of Jizhou, and this Yin Jieyuan is an old acquaintance, knowing that his person has a heroic and righteous spirit, and seeking the Spring Festival couplets from him is unique, which can cleanse the filth of the house. ”

"Is there such a thing? Then Lu must let him write a few more couplets. ”

Shopkeeper Lu joked and went with Ji Yuan.

After getting closer, in order not to affect Master Yin, Ji Yuan slightly cast a spell and stood outside, while Shopkeeper Lu took a closer look.

"What a word!" "Yes, yes, this word is really good!"

"Hundreds of birds singing in spring are gratifying the world for the new year, and the dragons are dedicated to Ruixin in the century... Seconds!"

"Who is this scholar?" "Anyway, it's amazing!"

"Sir, write me a copy too, the price is not a problem!"

Yin Zhao put away the pen first and blew the couplet that he had just written, rubbed his wrist that was a little sore, and unconsciously there were so many people gathered around him, which also startled him.

"Everyone, please wait, come one by one, come one by one!"

"It's me, it's me, sir, please write me a few big words. ”

"Good!"

Yin Zhao first changed to a large brush, and wrote a big "Fu" on a square red paper against the edges and corners, the handwriting was tactful but powerful, and the writing of large characters showed more calligraphy skills.

"Oh, what a word!" "Thank you, sir!"

Yin Zhaoxian smiled, remembered some things he had chatted with Ji Yuan at the beginning, and told the old man who asked for words.

"The old man can go back and paste the word upside down. ”

"Upside down?" "Oh, isn't that 'blessing'?"

Many of the people in the crowd were smart people, and they immediately thought of the meaning, and immediately some people praised it.

When Mr. Yin Zhao was prosperous, Ji Yuan met another friend, and saw an old dragon in a gorgeous costume walking from the other end of Wenqu Street, and he began to bow his hand to Ji Yuan from afar, and a soft voice came.

"I know that Mr. Ji is definitely still in Gyeonggi Mansion before Chunqiu, and if I find Yin Zhaoxian, I can find you!"

Ji Yuan also smiled, this old dragon, Chinese New Year's Eve, is not staying in Tongtianjiang to accompany the family, what is the matter of running to find himself.

Then Ji Yuan looked at the other end, and it happened that the "third son" seemed to have come to Yin Zhaoxian, and under the guidance of a servant, he went straight to Master Yin's stall.

Although the parties are not related, Ji Yuan still complains in his heart.

'Let's make a table of mahjong!'