Chapter 153

At the top of the peak, he and the Duke leaned forward against the railing. It seemed that he wanted to see the picture in the pavilion more clearly.

The official looked at the picture very worried and hurried forward to hold it, but saw his face full of shock and incredible emotion.

It seems that the game has been decided, but who won?

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In Sanqing temple, Zen stood in front of the threshold and looked at the new mountain after the rain with a happy smile on his face.

Behind him, the Taoist had finished playing chess, but he didn't see the final position.

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The atmosphere in the palace was a little tense, and the eunuchs were making a final inspection of the imperial chariot.

It doesn't take long to fly from the palace to Qipan mountain, but the preparation of Shengjia's trip is too troublesome.

What is more troublesome is that last night, the sea mouth at the lower reaches of the Zhuo river suddenly collapsed. Your majesty convened a temporary court meeting, which delayed a lot of time.

The door of the temple opened, and before the prime minister and the Minister of the Ministry of work who were urgently called into the palace came out, a bright yellow flashed before people's eyes.

The imperial chariot, which hung half a foot on the ground, sank slightly. The eunuchs knew that his majesty had sat down, breathed a sigh of relief, and were ready to set out.

In their impression, the chess game between chess masters always takes a lot of time. At this time, they should have time to get to Qipan mountain.

There was a sudden movement at the palace gate in the distance. A eunuch ran over with light smoke on his feet, knelt down in front of the Royal chariot and whispered a few words.

A meaningful laugh came from the Royal chariot, followed by a clear voice.

"Since the outcome has been divided, go to the imperial concubine's palace."

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There were four imperial concubines in the palace. Two of them had finished their longevity and slept in Dongling. Another imperial concubine was old and rarely appeared.

Now when it comes to the imperial concubine, it is naturally imperial concubine Hu, who is deeply loved by the emperor.

Concubine Hu had already finished dressing up and was waiting for her will to start at any time.

Your majesty didn't forget to promise her. After deciding to go to Qipan mountain to watch chess, she was informed.

Such favors were indeed rare in the Imperial Palace, but there was no complacency on her face, but some anxiety.

Her Majesty was persuaded to go to meihui to watch chess because she wanted to see Jing Jiu humiliated by Tong Yan or other chess masters.

The development of things was even more wonderful than she thought. Jing Jiuyi met Tong Yan from the beginning.

What happened next was beyond her imagination.

She kept walking in front of the window. She was not in the mood to look at the begonias outside the window. She said to herself, "what's going on here? Why haven't you lost yet?"

Somehow, she suddenly didn't want to go to Qipan mountain.

A palace maid hurried in and said, "Your Majesty is coming."

Princess Hu was stunned and said, "aren't you going to Qipan mountain?"

The palace maid looked at her hesitantly and said, "the chess game is over..."

Hu Guifei was famous for her innocence, simplicity and straightforwardness, but she was also extremely intelligent. When she saw the feeling of the goddess of the palace, she guessed the result. She couldn't help shouting: "how is this possible?"

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Tong Yan's white chess didn't fall on the chessboard, but gently put it back into the chess urn.

The outcome is divided.

It's quiet.

The sound of rain dripping from the eaves of the pavilion is somewhat thrilling.

With a buzz, the crowd exploded.

Not talking, because people don't know what to say or how to comment on the chess game and the final result.

Those sounds are exclamations or onomatopoeia.

Tong Yan is recognized as the strongest chess player in the world. Even in the eyes of many people, including Mr. Guo, he has been the strongest chess player since ancient times.

Today he lost to well nine.

Who can not be shocked?

Looking at the two people in the pavilion, he Kan's mood was a little complicated. Then he restrained his mind and bowed.

The sparrow mother and the old building also saluted.

About half of the people present saluted the seemingly ordinary low Pavilion.

They are expressing their respect and gratitude.

Thank Jing Jiu for playing this game with Tong Yan.

Gu Yuanyuan finally woke up at this time. Looking at the movement around him, he asked in a daze, "did the result come out? Who won? "

Without waiting for others to answer, he shook his head and murmured, "who can win them..."

He was in a trance at this time, but he had a definite idea in his heart.

People like Jing Jiu and Tong Yan are invincible on the chessboard.

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There was no expression on the childish face. It looked very dull. I don't know what kind of mood it is now.

Well nine is still so calm. It seems that he doesn't take it as too important. Noticing these details, Bai Zao showed a different color in his eyes, and then accidentally found that Guo Dong didn't know when he had left. The Zhongzhou sect disciples around Bai Zao were very disappointed. They never thought that senior brother Tongyan would lose. However, the outcome on the chessboard is so clear that elder martial brother has put down the white chess. No excuse, no other reason, just lost. It's sad to be late. Nominally, he is Tong Yan's younger martial brother. In fact, he taught both practice and chess by Tong Yan himself. The elder martial brother lost, which made him unable to accept for a moment. He thought of Haizhou city a year ago. At that universal banquet, he said a few words, and then attracted the retort of the girl wearing a hat. Why is there such a game of chess? It should have started from that moment. Thinking of this, he felt sorry and more sad. Subconsciously, he looked somewhere. Zhao Layue stood there. Her eyes fell into the pavilion. Xiang Wanshu knows that she must be looking at Jing Jiu. Her temples were slightly wet and she smiled. Pear blossoms with rain are pitiful. Pear vortex smile, how can it not be loved? Xiangwanshu saw admiration and closeness on her face. He was even more sad. In addition to Zhao Layue, there are many people watching Jing Jiu. He sat quietly with an indifferent look. His slightly wet black hair seemed a little messy, but it added a sense of beauty to his face, like a fairy. People have a feeling. He sits here, but outside the world Tong Yan got up and went to the fence. He looked at the scenery outside the mountain and looked quietly for a while. Then he slowly closed his eyes and looked up. With your eyes closed, naturally your eyes are not higher than the top. His eyebrows are a little sparse. The rain slowly trickled down, sliding through the corners of his eyes and his pale young face. People looked away from Jing Jiu, looked at Tong Yan's back and remained silent. Tong Yan lost, but he played a chess game that changed the world. He deserves everyone's respect. People waited for what he would say. Today's chess game is destined to become the most famous and legendary chess game in history. At this time, every word and action between him and Jing Jiu will be recorded. I don't know how long it took, Tong Yan finally spoke. He did not turn around, nor did he open his eyes, and there were no undulating words coming out of his lips, with an indescribable stiff feeling“ If you can play such a game of chess, you will have no regrets in your life. What else can you be dissatisfied with? " Hearing this sentence, people have a lot of admiration. It is worthy of being a childlike boy. His demeanor and mind are all there. His love and respect for chess is still so frustrating. But people did not expect that what Tong Yan wanted to say was behind“ But how can it be satisfied? " Tong Yan's voice trembled imperceptibly. There is a great deal of pain in it. This is the real pain“ I still lost. "（ When I write, I think of Federer and natto's five sets at Wimbledon that year. Yes, great. But I lost. Of course, pain, of course, cry. Among the few good things last year, the revival of dairy cows is a very important part. Thank him.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.