Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Han Fei looked at the chess game up and down, then without hesitation, raised his hand, picked out the chess pieces on it one by one, and then threw them all into the chess box with a "crash".

Zhang Liang was shocked, "Brother Han!"

The doorman also turned pale, and hurried up to stop him, "Your Excellency, please stop!"

Han Fei still didn't stop, continued to pick it up calmly, and said slowly while picking it up: "Go and tell Donghuang Shi, I like to drink Chengnan Liuji's apricot blossom wine. When you receive me later, remember to prepare a cup of wine. pot."

The doorman felt that he was unreasonable, and angrily reprimanded with trembling fingers: "You are simply delusional! You ruined my master's chess game, and still want him to receive you?"

Han Fei ignored his accusations and kept on moving until the chessboard was as smooth as a mirror before slowly looking at the doorman and pointing to the empty chessboard, "I've already solved the dead end. If he's not satisfied, he can Let someone replay all the chess pieces, and I can continue."

The doorman stomped his feet repeatedly, "You! There are more than 300 chess pieces, how can they all be restored?!"

Han Fei smiled, carelessly, "Go and report to your master first, and explain clearly. He is absolutely satisfied with my solution."

The doorman accepted the accusation, was stunned for a moment, turned back the letter suspiciously, and ran upstairs with the hem of his clothes.

The shadow of the corner of the eaves cast Han Fei's face, half bright and half dark.The bright half is elegant and lazy, with ink-like eyebrows and picturesque eyes.Even the black hair on the temples is shining, what a coquettish and suave peerless son.However, the dark half is gloomy and deep, with eyebrows like swords, eyes like knives, and the expression fainted in the shadows is like the cold light of winter, sharp and sharp.

It's true, it's not like the same person.

Thinking like this, Zhang Liang felt that the power of the shadow is really miraculous, it can actually infect the people facing the wind in Yushu with a ruthless air.

Han Fei solved this game very well.

Only when there are questions will there be answers. Now that the questions are gone, the problems are also solved.Han Fei stayed in Songhai for ten years, and his thinking was much ahead of the Koreans during these years when he was blown by the sea wind.He said, "The king of Yue is brave but the people die lightly; the king Ling of Chu is so thin but the people in the country are hungry." Although this sentence means that the king's preferences will affect the people.But on the other hand, things have 1 "effects" just because they have 1 "causes".If you want this game of chess to get rid of the effect of "dead game", you only need to let it get rid of the cause of "playing chess".

Therefore, there is no game without chess.

Although the truth has a tendency to transcend reality and has a little romantic thought, but in the face of a game of dead chess, this is indeed the only way to turn decay into magic.

It took Zhang Liang a long time to understand Han Fei's ingenuity, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Han is extremely intelligent, I admire him very much!"

He found that when Han Fei was serious, he was a completely different person from his usual idle manner.Sometimes I feel that he is a frivolous dude who spends his days and nights without doing his job, but sometimes he feels that he is a wise scholar who guides the world, as if he has thousands of troops in his hands.

He felt that Han Fei seemed to have changed. He was not only the gentle and elegant elder brother when he was young, but he would always be affectionately called "ovary" and "ovary".Han Fei became more complicated. To be precise, his personality and thinking became more mature.Whether smiling or silent, behind that seemingly bohemian face are emotions that ordinary people can't understand.

He must have endured a lot of misery and tribulations while he was alone all these years, but he would never mention these, and just laughed them off.

"You are the first outsiders who can enter the Nine Bell Tower." After burning incense, the doorman invited Han Fei and Zhang Liang to the building.

The interior design of the Nine Bell Tower is particularly elegant, with wine-red sliding wooden doors, light-yellow paper windows, and smooth floors under the sunshine, always revealing a noble and dignified look.Every inch of the floor is carefully polished by craftsmen, and the thickness, length, and even the texture on it are carefully measured and just right.

Han Fei's footsteps couldn't help slowing down, and he praised: "Such an ingenious layout is comparable to a royal palace."

In the empty building, a plain sentence echoed.

The doorman bent his waist even lower, "Ninth Young Master Miao Zan, my master is indifferent to reputation, what he means is that the Nine Bell Tower is far away from the temple, less than one-tenth of the palace."

Han Fei put his hand on the handrail of the stairs, stroked it up and down twice, and said, "A gentleman is humble and doesn't fight. Mr. Donghuang is as open-minded as a valley, and he is really a broad-minded man." After feeling, he remembered the purpose behind releasing Xuanyuan Sword today, and was puzzled come behind.

"I'm really curious, what kind of confusion does such a character have?"

The doorman led them all the way upstairs, stopped at the last floor, raised his hand and pointed to a row of compartments on the top floor, "This top floor has four sides, each side has ten rooms, a total of forty rooms, my master It's in one of the compartments. Ninth Young Master, please."

Zhang Liang looked up, and saw that the sliding wooden doors of the compartments in four directions were tightly closed, quiet and dignified, unusually solemn under the warm light.There is a scarlet wooden sign hanging at the head of the row in each direction, with the words "Suzaku", "Xuanwu", "Qinglong" and "White Tiger" respectively.The ten rooms in the row of each divine beast are named after "A, B, C, D, W, Ji, G, Xin, Rengui". The workmanship of each door is exactly the same, and there is no difference at all.

Choose one of the forty rooms......

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Han Fei's forehead, "Are these rooms fancy?"

The doorman nodded, and placed his hands neatly in front of his belly, "My master Xin Yuan, if the ninth son can open the correct door, he will be able to see him. If not, then it proves that you are not the one he is waiting for, please go back .”

Han Fei asked the doorman unwillingly, "Any hints?"

"No."

"Then let me ask another question, which one of the four great beasts does your master like?"

"like it all."

The bronze crane in the corner of the hall stood tall, with the corners of its mouth raised high, as if silently laughing at someone.

Han Fei frowned into an "eight" and looked at Zhang Liang in distress, "Zifang, this is hard for me!"

Zhang Liang pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, showed an expression of insight into the whole situation, and said with a relaxed smile, "Really? I saw it right away."

Han Fei raised his eyebrows with joy, and approached him in two steps, "The ovary is the ovary! Tell me."

"It's actually very simple." Zhang Liang looked at the doorman calmly, "Because the door plate of Mr. Donghuang's wing is upside down."

The doorman looked at the door of "Zhu Jia" in surprise, and found that the door plate was not upside down.After a short pause, he suddenly realized that he had fallen for Zhang Liang's scheme, but it was too late.The line of his gaze has been caught clearly by Han Fei and Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang smiled triumphantly at Han Fei, "Mr. Donghuang is at Zhujiamen, brother Han please."

Han Fei was overwhelmed by his intelligence, "Zifang, it seems that I'm going to give you a new look."

Zhang Liang lowered his head shyly, "I just learned from Brother Han, but I only learned a little superficial."

The door boy pouted angrily, "You cheated!"

Han Fei raised his hand to veto, "Eh? We didn't ask secretly, and we didn't go into the wing room to peep, how can we say cheating? Besides..." He looked around, even the air was quiet, "The Nine Bell Tower has always had a high status in the world, and Mr. Donghuang regards himself as an elegant man. You have been serving him for a long time, and you should have the consciousness of 'a big change is coming, and you will not change your face', right? I My virtuous brother deduced the answer just now by observing your expression, you are upright, there is nothing wrong with it, you didn't hide it yourself, but blame us instead?"

The doorman was wronged, and he only had one sentence besides humming: "You are talking nonsense!"

Han Fei looked at his swollen face, remembering that Zhang Liang also showed such an expression when he fell off the swing when he was a child, and still thought their ovary was cuter.He sneaked a sideways look at that person, but he didn't expect to cover his mouth and snicker, so he couldn't help feeling a little bit happier.

Just as he was about to say something, a deep voice suddenly came from the wing room: "Xiao Mo, please come up, sir."

A few words swayed back and forth in the huge house.

"Xiao Mo" is the door boy.He wanted to argue a few words, but he didn't expect his master to be optimistic about Han Fei, so he leaned over reluctantly, "Your Excellency, please."

Then he looked at Zhang Liang warily, "But master has a habit of seeing only one person at a time. This agreement has always been there, I'm not lying!"

Zhang Liang himself is not very yearning for the Xuanyuan Sword, and he has benefited a lot from going out with Han Fei today, so he took a step back calmly, "It's okay, Brother Han solved the chess game, it should be Brother Han go up."

Han Fei didn't want his house to be alone with a strange man at first, so he nodded to Zhang Liang, "In that case, you wait a while below, if I haven't come out in half an hour, you can go back first, so as not to waste time." Master Xiangguo blames."

Zhang Liang hummed and smiled slightly, "Brother Han doesn't have to worry about me, he's not a child anymore. Let's go up first, don't let Mr. wait for a long time."

Han Fei stepped up the wooden steps and opened the door of Zhujia's wing room. A man wearing a gossip mask was sitting on the floor at a low table. On the table was a pot of apricot blossom wine exuding a strong aroma.

After he closed the wooden door, Xiao Mo, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, but unlike the previous dislike, his eyes were full of reverence at this time, "You, you are from Xiangguo?!"

Zhang Liang nodded, "That's right, I'm Zhang Liang, named Zifang."

Xiao Mo jumped up excitedly, "I've heard about you, your grandfather! He is a great loyal minister, but he is amazing!" Realizing that his voice was too loud and afraid of disturbing the owner in the attic, he pointed downstairs He said, "Shall we go down and talk?"

Zhang Liang didn't expect to meet Zhang Kaidi's little fans outside, he was still a little surprised, so he nodded casually, "Of course."

Xiaomo's personality is somewhat similar to Ruoli's, but he can hold up the scene on big occasions, and only reveals his chatty nature in private.On the same day, Zhang Liang talked with Xiao Mo who met for the first time all afternoon. During the meal in the Nine Bell Tower, Xiao Mo also helped Zhang Liang make a copy.Although Zhang Liang was well-clothed and well-fed on weekdays, at least he had suffered a few years in Cangshan, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He sat at a round table with a few servants, chatting with each other over tea.

He found that the people in the Nine Bell Tower were actually quite interesting. They looked very serious on the surface, but when they closed the door to eat, they were no different from ordinary people, talking and laughing without putting on airs.

Naturally, there was no barrier between them, and it was also because Zhang Liang had no airs.

As the sun slanted westward, time slipped by quietly.

When Han Fei came out of Zhujiamen, the sun had already set by half.Zhang Liang was waiting outside the door. Seeing that his face was a little tired, he stepped forward and asked, "Brother Han, did you go well with Mister?"

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