Chapter 644

Gu Jiao said with great ambition: "I've inquired about it. There are not many people who know the six countries' chess sages. Among the places I want to go, including the people I may meet along the way, only the national master has seen him. After a while, when I enter the national master hall, you will come out immediately. You don't have to meet the national master."

Mr. Meng said without expression, "you are very considerate."

"That's it!" Gu Jiao cleared her throat and changed her voice into a juvenile voice. "I'll write you a few lines."

Mr. Meng's mouth was drawn. I don't know whether it was her voice or her voice. She even brought her own story.

"What if I don't agree?"

"I'll play chess with you."

Mr. Meng: "yes."

I'm only worth a game of chess?

"Wait!" Gu Jiao suddenly thought of something, jumped out of the carriage, went to the house for a convenient young clothes.

The clothes of Tianqiong academy are too ostentatious. It's not good to be blocked at the gate of the inner city.

Ma Wang doesn't need people to drive. Gu Jiao grabs the reins and tells him whether to turn left or right. If it's time to avoid, it's time to avoid. If it's time to overtake, it's time to overtake. It's a semi-automatic driving of the carriage.

Gu Jiao took out a charcoal pen and a small notebook in the carriage and wrote two pages, listing all the unexpected situations she might encounter along the way.

Then, show it to Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng looked at a full of shameful lines, and almost couldn't help telling her, don't play, I am.

Gu Jiao suddenly said, "I'm in a hurry. I forgot about the coachman."

The main reason is that the horse king is so powerful that he can walk by himself, which makes people feel that the coachman is dispensable.

It's not like the horses at home before. They don't go without two lashes.

Gu Jiao zhengse way: "you are six countries chess saint, must match a coachman just to accord with your identity."

"I think you can be a coachman." Mr. Meng said.

Gu Jiao sighed: "I can't be a coachman, but I'm going to enter the National Palace later? If I go in, I won't come out. Is the carriage empty outside

Mr. Meng's mouth once again. You can understand the logic. Don't you think that the six countries chess sage can't find anyone to impersonate?

Mu light dust is not clear Gu Jiao played the idea of impersonation, otherwise will try to stop her.

Someone once pretended to be a chess sage of the six kingdoms. After he was found, he was directly beheaded in public. Since then, no one dares to have such a crooked idea.

What's more, mu Qingchen's understanding of Mr. Meng is not all right. Mr. Meng doesn't like to be watched by others when he plays chess. He always pulls a screen or curtain. That's just to concentrate on playing chess. He doesn't want to keep any weird mystery.

He often goes out of the city and into the city. There are many guards who know him.

As for saying that only the national teacher has seen him, it is also mu Qingchen's personal guess, which does not represent the reality.

Mu Qingchen didn't know that he had been to Zhao state, had been a beggar, and spent money to find someone to play chess. It can be seen how unreliable mu Qingchen's understanding of Mr. Meng is.

"How did you find this token?" Gu Jiao asked.

Mr. Meng glanced at her: "that's what I found."

Gu Jiao: "Oh, you are good at picking it up."

When passing the inner city gate, Gu Jiao sits outside and acts as the driver. She asks the old man to pass the six kingdoms chess sage's token to the bodyguard who guards the city. Then she turns around and blinks at Meng Laoxian in the car.

It's time to say your lines!

Mr. Meng grabbed his thigh and held back his great shame. He said to the guard, "I'm Mr. Meng, the chess sage of the six kingdoms."

The guard of the city is stunned. We know it!

No matter the six countries' chess sage or Mr. Meng, they are all honorifics for him. No one calls himself like this, OK? What a mess does this girl write!

Mr. Meng took a deep breath and said in Gu Jiao's bold and black tone: "don't you let it go soon?"

The bodyguard of the city has a confused face and wants to let you go. Did you ever come to us to stop you? Didn't you show us the token yourself?

Mr. Meng put down the curtain!

Gu Jiao gives Mr. Meng a thumbs up.

Throw the curtain on the spot to play well, the finishing touch, highlight the people set up!

Mr. Meng's teeth cackled. I was angry, ashamed and ashamed!

After entering the inner city smoothly, Gu Jiao found a car shop nearby and hired a coachman.

The coachman knew the terrain of the inner city very well, and soon drove the carriage to the National Palace.

He did not know who was in the car, but also heard that ordinary people can only enter the corner door, so he stopped the carriage outside the corner door.

Mr. Meng said, "go ahead, go through the gate."

Gu Jiao has now sat back in the car, she smell speech very agree with nodded: "yes, to the identity of Mencius should go to the door."

She looked at the old man admiringly. The old man is good. He has a thorough understanding of the role and has learned to play for himself!

Mr. Meng has a black face. I don't want to talk to you.

No matter the gate or the corner gate is guarded, Gu Jiao sits on the carriage and raises her small book to address Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng clenched his fist. Is it OK not to say?

Gu Jiao shook her head decisively.

Mr. Meng opened the curtain and said, "stop."

The carriage stopped.

Mr. Meng handed the order card to the disciple of the National Teacher hall on duty, glanced at Gu Jiao's small book, and said with great shame, "I'm the honored guest of your national teacher hall, the most sincere friend of your national teacher, the chess sage of the six kingdoms, Mr. Meng."

Disciple of Guoshi Hall

The carriage drove straight in.

"Well, you can go. I'll go in and have a look myself." Gu Jiao said to Mr. Meng.

There is a bottom line for her to cheat people. She usually does things that are too dangerous by herself.

Mr. Meng suddenly didn't know what to say. He didn't dig when he needed to. He tried to dig when he didn't need to.

He stopped her and said, "what do you want to do when you come to the National Palace?"

Gu Jiao didn't hide it from him: "Gu Yan needs surgery. I want to see if there is a suitable place for him to operate in the National Palace."

The medical skill of guoshidian is very good. Mr. Meng knows it, but he hasn't been treated in guoshidian. He pauses and says, "wait a minute, I'll find someone to take you."

After that, Mr. Meng picked up the driving curtain and waved to a disciple of the National Teacher hall not far away: "come here."

The disciple came quickly.

Mr. Meng said, "I'm Mr. Meng."

I know that disciple's heart.

Mr. Meng coughed and said, "is your national teacher here?"

The disciple said, "my Lord is on a trip."

Mr. Meng said, "is your elder martial brother here?"

The disciple said quickly, "yes, do you want to see our elder martial brother? I'll go and get him

Mr. Meng looked at Gu Jiao and said, "no, my little friend has something to ask him. You can take him to your elder martial brother."

Mr. Meng said slowly and said to Gu Jiao, "I'll wait for you outside."

Gu Jiao is just about to slap him. This acting skill is so perfect!

Mr. Meng is waiting for Gu Jiao outside the National Palace. Gu Jiao has no worries and follows this disciple to find his elder martial brother.

Gu Jiao was not able to walk around the hall of the national teacher because someone was leading her way. She couldn't enjoy the whole picture of the hall of the national teacher, but the scenery along the way was excellent, with beautiful buildings, pavilions and waterside pavilions.

The deeper the color of the building, Gu Jiao felt a simple and mysterious atmosphere.

And inexplicably there is a trace of familiarity.

"The dead man?" Gu Jiao asked.

The disciple looked around and looked at Gu Jiao in surprise: "young master, can you detect the dead nearby?"

"Well." Gu Jiao nodded.

She seems to be sensitive to the natural breath of the dead, perhaps because they have something in common in fighting.

The dead men in the palace of the national master were very powerful. She had felt at least ten ways of being no less than Sirius in less than a quarter of an hour.

Gu Jiao is a little lucky that the old man has come here. If she is really searching in secret, she is afraid that it is very difficult for her to get down under the eyelids of so many experts.

"Here we are."

The disciple pointed to a library and said, "elder martial brother is in it. Please allow me to report it."

"Thank you." Gu Jiao said.

The disciple went to report to Gu Jiao, and soon came out of the library and said to Gu Jiao, "young master, my elder martial brother, please."

Gu Jiao nodded, walked up the steps, looked at the shoes left at the door, and also took off her shoes. Only her white foot clothes stepped on the spotless floor.

In the library Pavilion, rows of bookshelves are filled with strong aroma of books. In the quiet attic, more than ten disciples of the National Teacher hall are sorting out the books on the bookshelves, but no one makes a sound.

Through the bookshelf, is about a foot high wooden platform, the platform is like a small open style study.

A man in a dark blue robe is sitting behind a low desk on a wooden platform, facing the direction of the bookshelf, and is writing something.

Seeing Gu Jiao's figure projected on the ground, he raised his head and showed a clear and outstanding young face with a smile: "is it Mr. Meng's little friend?"

Gu Jiao nodded: "yes, my name is Xiao."

"Sit down, please." He pointed to the cushion he had just laid out on the opposite side, "young master Xiao, please call me Ye Qing."

Gu Jiao sits down opposite Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's robes are not the same as those of the disciples of the National Teacher hall. It can be seen that he is outstanding in the National Teacher hall.

He has a worldly temperament. It makes people feel close to him when he laughs, but he doesn't want to be too close.

It's an appropriate sense of distance.

Ye Qing put down the pen and paper in his hand, and a disciple took the water basin to let him clean his hands.

His hands are actually very clean, but it's polite to wash them before pouring tea for the guests.

I'll step down.

He poured tea for Gu Jiao himself and poured a cup of tea for himself. He asked with a smile, "what happened when young master Xiao came to the palace of national teacher?"

Gu Jiao looked at him and said, "my brother is suffering from heart disease and needs surgery."

"Heart disease operation?" Ye Qing pondered for a moment, "our national teacher hall is really proficient in medical skills, but ordinary doctors are afraid that they can't do such a big operation."

Gu Jiao's eyes moved slightly. She felt that she saw Gu Yan's hope: "so you can have such a complicated operation in the National Teacher hall?"

Ye Qing said with a smile, "my master can. My master is very skilled in medicine. He once had heart surgery for a patient."

Gu Jiao asked: "is the operation successful?"

Ye Qingyu said: "it's a success, but it's a pity that although the patient's heart disease was cured, he didn't survive the accident. It's really impermanent."

Gu Jiao said: "accident is accident, operation is operation."

"What the young master said is very true." Ye Qing nodded with a smile, "however, how did you know that your brother needed surgery?"

Most people don't think of it.

Gu Jiao said, "I know a little bit about medicine."

"I see." Ye Qing said regretfully, "it's a pity that young master Xiao didn't come. My master went out. If young master Xiao had come a few days earlier, he might have met my master."

It doesn't matter. She can operate on her own.

Gu Jiao said frankly: "I can operate myself. Can I borrow your operating room?"

Because of Mr. Meng, Ye Qing was very generous and polite to Gu Jiao. He said with a kind face, "you can borrow any ordinary operating room. I don't have a key to my master's operating room. I have to wait for him to come back."

Even the operating room can understand, guoshidian really has a cross culture.

Gu Jiao ponders, coldly not Ding took a sentence: "odd changes even invariable?"

Ye Qing was stunned.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Gu Jiao waved her hand and said, "when will the master come back?"

"Ah." Ye Qing came back and said, "before he left, the master told him that he could go as fast as 20 days and as slow as a month."

A month is not too long, so Gu Yan can afford to wait.

This trip was much smoother than Gu Jiao's imagination. She not only entered the National Palace, confirmed the existence of the operating room, but also got permission to use it.

Gu Jiao thanks Ye Qing and leaves the National Palace under the escort of her disciples.

She got on the carriage, weighed the token in her hand, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the identity of the six countries chess sage is so easy to use."

Mr. Meng straightened his waist and said, "hum!"