It's not that I want to fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

Yang Qingshan smiled at Lin Chao: "Brother Qingyun, come for a round?"

"No, no, no." Yang Qingshan is a chess idiot, apart from King Ning who is at home, there is no other person in the capital who is willing to play chess with him, so he runs to Prince Ning's mansion every now and then.Everyone knows his character, and no one is gossip.Even when King Ning was dispatched to the frontier, the regular guest of the palace was not dragged into the water, and he still freely served as his sacrificial wine.

Holding a chess box in his arms, Yang Qingshan didn't think there was anything wrong, seeing that there happened to be two chairs and a table in the study, he put the chess box on the edge of the lacquered plate, and said to King Ning: "The one before that You haven't finished playing chess yet, and you said you wanted to visit your son. Now that your son has also watched it, should we continue?"

King Ning was also quite helpless with his aggressive attitude, and he asked the boy to bring the golden nanmu chessboard, and the two continued to play.

Yang Qingshan is happy when he has chess, and he is not as restrained as he is when he is facing Lin Chao when facing the familiar King Ning.It is said that watching chess does not speak to a real gentleman, but this scholar, who is considered to have inherited the righteousness of traditional Confucian classics, plays chess by himself, but often screams in pain, which is not at all like a gentleman.

Lin Chao could not help but be curious when he heard him keep looking away again and again.

The masters of this way he has met in the past all pay attention to a certain demeanor, even if they really make a wrong step, others will never be able to see the flaws from their faces.Yang Qingshan, this is...?

Lin Chao looked at the chessboard curiously.

What a terrible word.

The black and white chess are fighting together, sticky like clay mixed with water.

This is not a game of chess between masters at all—

Even children who have just learned chess cannot play like this.

Yang Qingshan slapped the chessboard, and the pieces bounced three times: "Ah! I missed it!"

King Ning smiled and said, "Do you want to regret it?"

Yang Qingshan said with a heartbroken heart: "A gentleman takes righteousness as a pledge, and faith makes it happen. Don't regret it!"

King Ning dropped another white piece indifferently.

Lin Chao covered his eyes.The yelling Yang Qingshan must not be the same as the Guozijian Jijiu he saw on the carriage earlier.The personable King Ning is definitely not the careerist who is doomed to die in depression.

An out-and-out stinky chess basket.

They are still equal and like-minded.

The two over there were fighting happily, and the young man here brought up the cakes according to King Ning's order.

Yang Qingshan smelled it and said: "Brother Qingyun, try it quickly."

King Ning also said: "You are welcome, sir."

Lin Chaolai wanted to order pastries, but he wasn't really hungry, but just looked at Zhao Kuo's serious look, as if doing something to break the rules to tease him.

Thinking of Zhao Tuo, I realized that the child hadn't said a word since his father entered the room, and had been standing by the door sullenly, bowing his head in reflection.

"Come here." Lin Chao picked up a piece of cloud cake, "Your Majesty? Zhao Tuo?"

Zhao Tuo glanced at him and walked over reluctantly.Although he didn't want to pay attention to this person, but if he really did this, he would inevitably be reprimanded by his father.

Lin Chao handed the Yunpian Cake to his mouth, and because he didn't know how to do it carefully, he stuffed a small piece into it.

Zhao Tuo's eyes widened: "You..."

He didn't pay attention when he opened his mouth, he choked on the pieces of Yunpian Cake and coughed again and again.

King Ning: "What's the rush?"

Yang Qingshan: "Don't look at your son! Watch chess!"

King Ning: "Isn't it your turn?"

The two chess players had nothing to do with them, Zhao Tuo coughed twice again.The feeling of being choked by the pastry was not good, his face flushed red, and of course he was even more annoyed by those who wanted to play tricks on him.

Lin Chao withdrew his hand, and still had half a slice of Yunpian Cake in his hand.He handed the half-drunk tea to Zhao Kuo: "Take a sip slowly?"

Zhao Tuo refused with a stiff neck.

Lin Chao shook the cloud cake: "Then eat some more?"

Zhao Tuo glared at him.

Lin Chao, who was rejected twice in a row, swallowed the remaining pastry in one gulp, sipped his tea in one gulp, and spread his hands, "Forget it."

When King Ning and Yang Qingshan finally raised their heads from the chessboard, Lin Chao had already eaten a plate of pastries, and was killed hundreds of times by Zhao Tuo with his eyes.

King Ning was seeing the unadorned anger in Zhao Tuo's eyes, and said lightly: "It seems that you really forgot what I taught you."

Lin Chao could hear the smell of blood from this bland sentence, and he didn't know if he was being careless.He blinked at Yang Qingshan, hoping that this friend of King Ning could say a few words to relieve the cold atmosphere in the room.

Yang Qingshan held the chess box and didn't look at others, he was only thinking about the chess game just now, and didn't notice Lin Chao's signal at all.

Lin Chao didn't think that Zhao Tuo, who was evaluated as a hero by later history books, would show a pitiful or even weak expression.But then he thought that King Ning was his father no matter what.How strong can a child be when his father scolds him so coldly?

Yes.

a child.

"My lord." Lin Chao coughed, and when King Ning's eyes turned to him, he said, "When I came back to the mansion, my lord said that I wanted to see my teacher's paintings..."

Yang Qingshan said: "Mr. Yang Ding's original work is really wonderful."

King Ning's face softened, he looked coldly at his reprimanded son, turned around and walked in front of Lin Chao.

Lin Chao picked up the painting scroll that had been neglected for a long time.

His fingers circled the lace of the painting scroll for a long time, thinking of the many contradictions this painting would cause, the depression that had been suppressed for many days came to his heart again.This world was too similar to the one he had lived in. He couldn't treat the people he met, whether it was King Ning, Zhao Tuo, or Yang Qingshan, as people who had nothing to do with him.

No matter what he does in this world, the impact on others is real and will not disappear because he will leave in the end.

If he showed King Ning the painting, according to the inertia of the plot, King Ning would definitely keep the painting and hang it in his study.In a short time, this painting will be discovered by the eyeliner in the palace and reported to the emperor.Then King Ning was dispatched to Lingnan, Zhao Tuo was detained in the capital as a hostage, and everything will proceed step by step.

"Brother Qingyun?" Yang Qingshan asked.

Lin Chao unfolded the painting scroll.

King Ning looked at the splashed ink on the paper, was silent for a while, and said, "Good painting."

After a pause, he said again: "Good painting."

Lin Chao looked at his fingers that could not help but caressing the scroll, and said, "My master was in his old age when he made this painting, and every time I see it, I feel depressed. If your lord likes it, you might as well keep it." on."

King Ning said: "This is inappropriate."

Yang Qingshan also said: "Mr. Yang Ding burned the manuscripts in his study before his death, and none of the original works survived. Now it is not an exaggeration to say that it is hard to find a thousand dollars. Even if Brother Qing Yun is the master's apprentice, I am afraid that there are not many left in his hand. right?"

This is indeed what Lin Chao has in his hand.

King Ning pondered and said: "Although I don't like these antiques of calligraphy and paintings, there are still some in the house. Whatever you like, sir, just take it, and you will be considered as a trade for this painting. Tuo'er, take your husband to the warehouse .”

Yang Qingshan said with a smile: "There are many good things in his house, if brother Qingyun is interested, I can also come to give advice."

Zhao Tuo walked towards the door without saying a word, apparently to lead the way to the warehouse.This is clearly a servant's work, but was assigned to him.King Ning obviously hasn't let go of his previous disrespectful behavior.

Lin Chao hurriedly grabbed Zhao Tuo, and explained to King Ning: "To be honest, I don't understand these things, and I don't like to play with them. If you really want to put the treasures in the palace in my hands, it would be a waste. The prince really thinks I feel sorry for taking the painting, why don't I serve two more plates of Yunpian Cake."

Ning Wang laughed loudly: "If sir likes it, I will send this cook to your house tomorrow."

Yang Qingshan seemed to be regretting not being able to scrape some oil from the warehouse of King Ning's Mansion, and sighed: "Although this cloud cake is also a good thing...Brother Qingyun, you came to the capital, maybe you don't know. Seeing the master chef’s unique skill of making cakes, he can be ranked first in the restaurants in the capital. Later, the prince fell in love with him, and even brought the molds to the palace. Now if you want to eat, you have to come to see people’s faces .”

Lin Chao didn't know that King Ning actually had such a past of "bullying others", he wondered: "This is not something a prince would do, is it?"

Yang Qingshan smiled and said: "That's not true. At that time, a group of people were annoyed, and the papers were all handed to the Holy Master..."

"What's the matter in the past, why bring it up." King Ning said lightly.

Yang Qingshan thought of the reason why King Ning did such absurd things, and quickly shut up.Even if he is a good friend with King Ning for many years, the two often fight happily on the chess field, and they can almost talk about everything on weekdays.That's just almost.They can wantonly criticize the decrees of the current Holy Majesty in the absence of people, but they cannot mention a person who has passed away for many years.

The concubine of King Ning, the biological mother of the eldest son Zhao Tuo.

Among the gossips that the old man likes to sit on the base of the city wall, this beauty who used to be so beautiful in the capital is the Baosi who brought disaster to the country and Daji who lost businessmen.In the extremely fierce battle for succession, if it wasn't for this, the one sitting in that position now might be King Ning.

You know, the first emperor always liked it more, not the eldest son.

King Ning closed the scroll and put it aside.He glanced at the sky outside the window, lowered his eyes and said: "It's getting late, if the two of you have other arrangements, I won't stay with you."

Yang Qingshan was annoyed by his slip of the tongue, sighed, and bid farewell hastily.

Lin Chao walked away with him.

When the figures of the two disappeared in the backyard corridor, King Ning turned around and sat down on the high chair, beckoning Zhao Tuo to come closer.

"Do you know where I am wrong?" The voice was so cold that Lin Chao and Yang Qingshan would be shocked if they were present.If it is said that King Ning's performance before was just an overly strict father, but now the noun with that suffix can not be lost.

Too harsh.As if without a trace of emotion.

Zhao Tuo is used to his father's appearance.The King Ning who played bad chess with Guozijian, the King Ning who was always polite to outsiders, and the King Ning who was willing to show his sick and weak body were all King Ning.It's just King Ning, not his father.

When he was a father, there were always only constant demands, asking Zhao Tuo to be awake and introspective at all times.

"understood."

"You don't know." King Ning raised Zhao Tuo's chin, his expression was a little bit lonely, "What do you think I'm talking about? It's just a teacher who teaches painting, so don't pay attention to it at all. Even if It's no big deal to be disrespectful to him. That's what you're thinking, isn't it?"

Zhao Tuo neither nodded nor shook his head.He knew that any move he made at this time would be wrong.

"In front of others, you must be a gentleman. A gentleman never blames himself or vents his anger. You are wrong."

"If only you and him are here today, it's fine, but I'm here, and Yang Qingshan is also here. How do you make Yang Qingshan think of you if you act like this? Don't you really think he is a Confucian scholar who talks nonsense?" King Ning walked out of the chess box Picking up the chess pieces in the middle, he restored the previous game one by one, but at a critical point, he lightly dropped a piece, and the chess surface changed instantly.

"You can make others respect you and fear you, but you can't make people look down on you and see through you. You are wrong."

Hey.

King Ning put the chess box upside down on the table, and the remaining few chess pieces spun around in it for a few times, collided with each other, and collapsed from exhaustion.

"If you sit in that position today, no matter who you look down on, you can do whatever you want. But you don't, and neither does your father." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of King Ning's mouth. He picked up the scroll and threw down a sentence, " You are wrong. So think about it. Before you think about it, you don’t have to go.”

Zhao Tuo stood alone in the empty study.

A few steps into the deep courtyard, the noise from the street can't come in at all.There are only grass and insects chirping outside the window, completely ignoring the desolation of life and death.

Zhao Tuo smiled.

It was so similar to King Ning's smile.People who are so similar that they can't tell whether the two are blood relatives by looking at their faces will no longer deny the inheritance relationship between them.

Standing on tiptoe, he turned back the upside-down chess box, pushed aside the chess pieces one by one, and divided them into black and white piles.

"You have already lost, so what right do you have to say about me?"