Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 152 Determining Life and Death with Chess (Part )

Emperor Qingming couldn't help but smile, "The chessboard is ever-changing and endless, you can control the size, and you are only willing to let me win by three or five pieces, or lose by three or five pieces, I am afraid it is not a little stronger."

He picked out six pieces from the chess jar and put them on the chessboard, "What do you want my five pieces to be?"

Let the five sons go first, a total of six sons.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at Bai Zi placed in the corner, and did not follow the rules at all.Handicap rules, the five sons should be placed in the star position.

With golden horns and silver borders, two sons in each triangle take advantage of the natural danger.Such an arrangement can be described as overbearing and rude.

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "Brother Huang overestimates the younger brother. According to Brother Huang's level, giving up one piece is at least equivalent to giving up twelve moves, and five pieces are sixty moves. In addition to the first move, there is no need to play this chess gone."

"If you don't put it this way, how can you see the real strength of the emperor's brother?"

Emperor Qingming looked at him with sharp eyes, "If you win, I will believe everything you say. If you lose, then you will go into prison by yourself. How about it?"

Han Jun on the side looked up at Emperor Qingming, you might as well just lock him in.

He has seen the emperor's chess skills before, and often played chess together when he was young.In the war against Chu, the two of them either studied the battle situation or the chess game in their spare time.His chess skills are considered high, but he has almost never won against the emperor who was the prince at that time.

Such a person is playing tricks again, how could King Jin win?
Zhao Chengyuan looked calm, took off his boots and lifted his gown, sat on the couch, bent one knee leisurely, and said with a smile, "Since the emperor has said so, the minister will do his best."

Although there is always a day when there will be a showdown between brothers, but this day has come earlier than he imagined.

He picked up a sunspot and dropped it.

The start was unremarkable and calm.

Emperor Qingming seized the opportunity, started aggressively, and attacked cities and territories at every step.

Seeing that a large piece of Heizi was eaten, Zhao Chengyuan remained calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impetuous, just like playing chess to pass the time.

Han Jun frowned. Although he suspected that Zhao Chengyuan planned the assassination, he didn't want to see him take his life so seriously.

This imprisoned in the Imperial Prison sounds nice, but in fact it is directly punishing him for the crime of treason.It might even involve the entire Anling Hou Mansion.

It was quiet in the imperial study room, only the sound of the hourglass and falling stones.

The eunuchs held their breath for fear of disturbing this life-and-death duel.

The emperor and Prince Jin had always been smiling, and it was the first time they were unhappy because of such an earth-shattering news.

Zhao Chen hurried back to the imperial palace from Duke Dingguo's mansion, and went straight to the Zhenghe Hall where the palace banquet was held.

When they arrived, they found that the soldiers of the Southwest Army were still waiting outside the Zhenghe Hall. The civil and military officials couldn't bear it anymore, and they either went to the side hall, or sat on the ground in a sheltered place under the corridor, and their spirits were listless.

Regarding the assassination, everyone tacitly said no one mentioned it, no matter who the person behind the scenes was, how many of the hundred officials were his accomplices.A careless word offends, and he doesn't know how he died.

At this time, the sun had already set in the west, and we went out at dawn in the morning, and everyone had barely touched the water for a day.

He walked up to Prince Zhen Wang Can standing in front of the main hall, "Uncle, where's the emperor?"

Wang Can has a short beard, elegant and refined, and all the civil servants are physically weak, but he still stands peacefully, with meticulous clothes and hair crowns.

He stared ahead, and said in a calm voice, "The imperial study must be discussing important matters with King Jin and Duke Ding."

Zhao Chen turned around and was about to leave, but he heard Wang Can ask, "Two people with similar chess skills are playing chess. If the black stone lets the white stone and the five stones, is there any chance of winning?"

Lord Zhen would not say these things for no reason, Zhao Chen immediately understood what he was talking about.

Father Huang is playing chess with Seventh Emperor Uncle.

The two of them have always been evenly matched, with mixed results.

The father and the emperor let the white son go first, but the seventh emperor's uncle actually let him have the fifth son?
What do they mean by playing chess at this time?
He looked at Wang Can with a meaningful look - life and death with chess?

Zhao Chen said, "With such a huge disparity, even if it is a duel between masters, within half an hour, Baizi will definitely strangle Heizi, and the country will be settled."

If life and death are determined by chess, the Seventh Emperor's Uncle may be in danger.

Wang Can looked at the sun and said nothing.

Zhao Chen calculated in his mind, he delayed sending You Ning for more than half an hour, so half an hour might have passed since their game.

He bid farewell to Wang Can and went to the imperial study.

There are eunuchs waiting outside the imperial study room, but no one dares to go in and communicate.

It would be fatal to disturb the emperor and Prince Jin playing chess.

After eating a few more sunspots, Emperor Qingming said in a low voice, "Seventh Emperor Brother does not attack or defend, and his moves are chaotic. I'm afraid it won't last long if he plays like this."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "My brother wants to save his life in a desperate situation, so naturally it should be different from usual."

Emperor Qingming pointed to a patch of sunspots that were about to be surrounded, "This place will be eaten soon."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "It's already powerless, why bother to increase losses by being a trapped beast. If you take a step back, the world will be wide, and it's better to open up another world to find life."

Although Emperor Qingming reminded him, he never slacked off in his heart.

He never forgot the truth that he lost everything with one careless move, and that's why he was able to get to where he is today.

Han Jun couldn't stand it anymore.

In his heart, King Jin is already a dead man.

He turned his head to look at the hourglass, and began to worry about the daughter in the mansion.

She is still waiting for him to go back.

But now the chess game is not over, the palace banquet is not held, and the rewards have not yet been awarded, and I don't know when it will be when I return home.

That little girl is really immature and delicate, holding him and crying for so long, will she cry again if she sees him not returning home for a long time?
When he looked at the chess game again, his brows frowned, a little impatient.

Seeing him like this made Wu Jian very worried, for fear that he would step forward impatiently and lift the chessboard.

Zhao Chen stood in the corridor and waited for half an hour, but there were still sounds of falling and occasional voices coming from inside.

Zhao Chen felt something was wrong.

For the five sons to persist for an hour without losing, the seventh emperor's uncle's chess skills are far from being on par with his father's, and they are obviously much higher.

For such a long time without attacking or defending, the Seventh Emperor Uncle may have secretly laid out a big conspiracy, but the father was only obsessed with eating Ziwei and didn't notice it.

When he was young, he often played chess with the Seventh Emperor Uncle, and he won and lost, and he was secretly proud of it.It turned out that the Seventh Emperor Uncle had been playing tricks on him.

Wu Jian opened the door of the palace, bowed his body and said, "His Royal Highness, the emperor let you in."

After Zhao Chen entered, he glanced at Heizi's situation and saw that Heizi's situation was dangerous, and he was exhausted.

But upon closer inspection, I couldn't help being startled.

Heizi seemed to be in disarray, but he was actually ambushing from all directions!
Emperor Qingming glanced at Zhao Chen, "By letting you in, I also want you to be a witness with Ding Guogong. Heizi loses, Jin Wang personally pleads guilty to the clan, and invites himself to go to prison. Heizi wins, no matter what the truth is, I will not blame the past .”

Zhao Chen's expression was complicated.

"My son obeys the order."

(End of this chapter)