If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

In Guhu Lake, on the painting boat, under the moonlight, next to the lamp oil, there is a soft sound of falling pieces, and the chess game on the chessboard has already begun.

The white and tender boy lowered his head to the chessboard, and sitting opposite him was the magistrate with a dissatisfied expression.An Le sat aside and watched.

The youth holds black, the county magistrate holds white, and the black and white chess pieces each occupy four sides.

An Le blinked, staring at the chessboard silently.

The oil lamp is shaking the faintly bright sparks, shining on the wooden chessboard, making the sunspots shiny and the whites yellowish.

The situation promotes the emotions of the two players over time, the black and white pieces do not give in to each other, the white is the leader, and the black is blocking.Black wants to break through the siege of white, and white will not give any openings.

An Le could see the cautiousness and cunning of the young man. He always carefully avoided the traps secretly set by the magistrate, and cleverly pushed the trap back in front of the magistrate.

——This kind of chess style is like the chess style of the chess ghost in the storyteller.

Thinking of the chess ghost, An Le secretly looked at the boy.

Compared to the age speculated by the storyteller, the boy looked much younger.

The storyteller said that the first time he saw the chess game record of the chess ghost was seven years ago, but the young man was only ten years old at the time.

However, the county magistrate cared more about the chess game than An Le cared about his age. He couldn't figure out the chess moves of this young man who claimed to be very good in the next game.

The paper window was slightly opened, and the evening wind blew through the oil lamp, and the light of the fire was imprinted on the magistrate's handsome cheeks. Looking at it from an angle of peace, one could just see the deep shadow of the magistrate's frowning.

Looking back to the chessboard, the chess game is already a situation where the black pieces have the upper hand and the white pieces are surrounded by the dragon.

If the county magistrate has lost sight of the boy's true purpose, he will definitely lose.

"grown ups."

The county magistrate came back to his senses from the long exam, he looked up at An Le who was sitting by the side.

An Le smiled slightly: "My lord, you always underestimate me."

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows.

An Le said: "The chess situation can be changed, as long as the adults can see his direction."

The young man also raised his head from the chessboard, his childish face was full of displeasure, and he curled his lips and said, "Are you helping him? I'm at a disadvantage."

An Le got up and moved around, he finally sat by the chessboard and reached out to take out a piece from the chess pot in front of the magistrate——

Snapped.

The black chess pieces hit the chessboard lightly, and the light from the oil lamp flickered three times.

The teenager stared at the boy, and when he looked up, there was almost a light in his black eyes.

"What do you want to do? I can't read this move," said the young man.

The county magistrate looked at An Le's face silently, and found that his fair face was full of self-confidence and almost inaudible sarcasm.

An Le faced the young man, but said to the county magistrate: "My lord, when you play chess, if you feel that the way of chess is unpredictable, your lord should remember—if you want to fish, you have to think like a fish."

The boy narrowed his eyes, and he laughed softly, "Do you want to take over this game of chess? I think this game of chess is over."

An Le reached into the chess jar to hold a handful of chess pieces, and said, "But I don't think the game is over yet."

The boy couldn't help but drop a son.

An Le followed that child to echo the big dragon in the center.

No one spoke anymore, An Le bit his lip, and scanned the whole chess game slowly, he pursed his lips and said softly: "My lord, what if we lose?"

The county magistrate was not in a hurry, "Forget it, the skills are not as good as people."

An Le laughed out loud.

"My lord, in terms of chess skills, I can't describe me as inferior." An Le held up the chess piece, a little at a loss, "My lord, that's why I said you always underestimate me."

The county magistrate remained silent.

An Le secretly took a deep breath, he finally chose to give up the center and connect the four chess pieces first.

The boy's white pieces followed to block, but was blocked by Anle's move when he took the chess. The black pieces on the four sides were quickly connected, and the white's advantage was instantly weakened.

The young man gritted his teeth, a little impetuously trying to block Bai Zi's chess path.

The corner of An Le's mouth hooked.

Waiting for this is it!

The sunspot fell quickly, and the Anle Baizi also successfully landed in a corner that the boy hadn't noticed just now.

The boy froze.

The county magistrate also looked up at the deep smile on An Le's mouth.

"My lord, I didn't lie to you, the situation will be reversed."

Baizi Dalong has survived, and Heizi's advantage has not dissipated, and the situation has returned to an evenly matched situation.

Every next move is the key to determining the outcome.

Who is more insidious than others, and who is more cautious than others.

An Le knows a lot, including the skills of stealing, the way to win people's hearts, and how to defeat the strong with the weak in chess.

Although the situation has become a little fierce, the speed of their moves is getting faster and faster.

They both use each other's time to think.

The advantage of the white pieces is also gradually revealed, and the black piece is also clinging on.

Opening, middle game, closing.

An Le felt that his hands were shaking, he looked at the county magistrate, his stern face looked a little indifferent under the light.

"My lord, it's over."

"Ah."

An Le blinked, lowered her head and started counting.

Teenagers are counting too.

And after reporting the data.

"Win, half a win!" An Le smiled at the county magistrate as if asking for credit.

The county magistrate looked at An Le who was full of joy and said, "That's right, I'll give you a sweet-scented osmanthus cake when I go back."

"..." An Le's smiling face immediately collapsed, "My lord, I'm so sorry, I don't need a reward."

The county magistrate nodded, "Then I won't reward you."

"..."

The boy snorted coldly.

The county magistrate said: "Just asking a few questions."

The boy turned his head away from him.

An Le blinked and said, "I won, I can always ask."

The boy glared at him, but his confidence was lacking, "What do you want to ask?"

An Le smiled happily, "Are you a chess ghost?"

The county magistrate squinted at An Le.

"..." The boy pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, "I am."

"what is it call?"

The young man was silent for a while, "surname Ye, first name Qingmei, no words."

An Le turned her head and whispered to the magistrate, "What do you want to ask him?"

The county magistrate asked directly: "Do you know where the sword ghost is?"

Ye Qing's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer.

"You four ghosts should be connected, right?"

"Have."

The county magistrate said slowly: "I want to see the sword ghost."

Ye Qingmei said: "You can't see him."

"Why?"

Ye Qingmei glanced at An Le, then glanced back to the chessboard, and said in a low voice: "Because the sword ghost is no longer one of the four ghosts, even if you saw him on the street, you would not be able to recognize him, because, Even we don't know what he looks like."

The magistrate was silent.

An Le said: "The sword ghost has always been dressed in black and covered his face with black silk. I have never seen his face."

Ye Qingmei got up, straightened the chessboard, then picked up the lamp and said: "If you just want to ask these questions, you can ask back."

The county magistrate's face was a little cold.

An Le sighed and said, "Master, let's go."

The water of Gu Lake reflected the moonlight, and An Le walked beside the county magistrate.

The magistrate asked as he walked, "Is that really a chess ghost?"

An Le didn't understand, so he frowned, "My lord, didn't I ask him if he is a chess ghost?"

The county magistrate seemed to be casual and said: "The chess ghost seems to be very smart."

An Le said: "If you're not smart enough, how can you be called a chess ghost?"

"My official said that he can play a game of peerless chess at the age of ten."

An Le blinked, and after walking for a while, he laughed at himself: "My lord is not unreasonable to ask these things, so my lord still suspects that I am a sword ghost? Sigh, when is my lord going to believe me?"

The county magistrate glanced at him, and changed the subject a little bluntly, "Tell me how you saw through his chess moves."

An Le took a deep breath, and accepted his topic with a good temper.

"My lord, you have heard that there is a saying——"

"Ok?"

"When you put a hundred gold and a yellow rice ball in front of a child, the child will take the yellow rice ball."

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows.

"And when you put He's Bi and Baijin in front of a humble and ignorant person, that person will definitely take away the Baijin."

"what do you mean?"

An Le grinned, but the different smile was covered by the shade of the tree, leaving behind an exceptionally beautiful face illuminated by the moonlight, "My lord, the chess ghost is actually very easy to understand, you also said that he Smart, so he is definitely not a mean and ignorant person, so he must be that child."

The next words are self-evident, the county magistrate thought he wanted to get Heshibi or Baijin, but he just liked yellow rice balls, thinking in the wrong direction, so naturally he couldn't figure out the boy's behavior. Chess way.

The county magistrate said: "Then why do you see through?"

An Le laughed and said: "My lord, it's still the same sentence, it's just that you always underestimate me.