"Linglong Tower?"

Shifang was taken aback.

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes: "Yes, tonight, let's do some fun things."

Shifang didn't understand what fun it was to climb the tower at night, but seeing Mr. Xiaolang's relaxed and happy expression, he thought that with the help of the left, His Highness should be safe and sound, and his mood also became happier, saying: "Linglong Tower is a Sui Dynasty tower. There are famous scenic spots. On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, the gate of the pagoda is open all night and the lights are brightly lit. Many scholars will climb the pagoda to write poems and hold gatherings in the pagoda. The inscription below. It’s raining heavily tonight, so I don’t know if I can enter.”

Jiang Yun said: "Let's try our luck."

They were lucky. The Linglong Pagoda was located in the Ci'en Temple. Due to the heavy rain tonight, the host was worried that some parts of the pagoda would be in disrepair and would leak, so he specially sent two young novice monks to guard it.

Hearing that Jiang Yun wanted to climb the tower in the middle of the night, both of them looked surprised.

Because it was the first time they saw someone not hiding at home to rest on a rainy night, but running out to play.

But Mr. Xiao Lang, with his green shirt and handsome bones, is gentle and elegant. At first glance, he is a scholar with a sense of elegance. The two young monks kindly led them to the pagoda gate, and gave Jiang Yun and Shifang each a lamp, and told them to be careful. be safe.

Ji An and the guards followed behind.

Jiang Yun was afraid that Ji An would be too old to hold on, so he asked him to wait on the first floor, but Ji An insisted on following, and said with a smile: "It's rare that Mr. Xiaolang has such a good mood, and the old slave just hasn't climbed for a long time." After passing such a high tower, idleness is idleness, it is better to accompany Mr. Xiaolang to loosen the muscles and bones."

Shifang lanterns lead the way.

The Linglong Pagoda has eleven floors and is more than [-] feet high. It is the tallest pagoda in the capital of the Sui Dynasty and even in the entire Jiangbei. There are Buddhist lamps enshrined in the pagoda. There are not only inscriptions of literati and celebrities on the pagoda walls, but also many exquisite murals of Buddhists. .

The overall structure of the tower is solid yet gorgeous, and there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on each floor of the tower for visitors to use.

On such a rainy night, standing inside the pagoda and listening to the sound of the rain outside the pagoda has a special flavor.Shi Fang has been in the army with Sui Heng all year round, and he rarely has the opportunity to go out for fun. This is the first time he has climbed such a high tower, and the excitement hidden in the blood of the young man can't help but be revealed.

Shi Fang noticed that Mr. Xiao Lang seemed to be in a particularly good mood tonight, so he asked Jiang Yun, "Have you climbed such a tall tower before?"

Jiang Yun shook his head and said briskly, "It's my first time too."

There are also many temples and pagodas in the south of the Yangtze River, but most of them have seven or nine floors. The tallest pagoda Jiang Yun has ever climbed is seven floors, but he climbed the pagoda as a prince, surrounded by attendants and monks, far less casual than he is now.

Shifang was actually a little worried about Jiang Yun's body.

Although he didn't know how Jiang Yun persuaded Jimo Qingyu to take action, he vaguely understood that the trip to Linglong Pagoda tonight should also be related to it.

Mr. Xiao Lang is not in good health. First, he was exposed to the rain for so long, and then he talked with Zuo Xiang for so long. He didn't even have a moment to rest, so he kept rushing to climb the pagoda, in case he fell ill. What can I do.

Jiang Yun seemed to see the worry in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it will warm you up if you move around, and I'm not as weak as you imagined."

With plenty of time left and right, Jiang Yun would stop every time he reached a floor, carefully admiring the inscriptions and murals on the walls of the tower.A group of people stopped and went, and finally reached the top of the tower when the sky was about to brighten.

The sky outside was still dark, cloudy clouds piled up on the top of the tower, heavy rain was pouring, and thunder was billowing. Looking down from the top of the tower, one could not relax and listen to the startling wind as usual, but had the illusion that the building was about to fall.

There is a huge chessboard on the top of the tower, inlaid on the tower wall, for tourists to play chess.

Jiang Yun stood in front of the chessboard with his sleeves on his back. After pondering for a moment, he held the black pieces in one hand and the white pieces in the other, and began to arrange the layout in an orderly manner.

Shifang and Ji An didn't know how to play chess, so they stood aside and watched.

The guards also opened their eyes wide curiously, because it was the first time they saw someone playing chess against them.

The black and white chess pieces are scattered, like two armies facing each other, following the movement of Xiao Langjun's white fingers, they gradually become entangled and fight together, inseparable.

"Young Master, are you going to use Baizi to defeat Heizi?"

Although Shi Fang didn't know the way of chess, he had seen Sui Heng and Xu Qiao play chess, and understood some basic principles. Seeing that the white pieces vaguely surrounded the black pieces and gained the upper hand, he couldn't help asking.

Jiang Yun said softly, "I'm planning."

"layout?"

"Correct."

As soon as his words fell, Heizi settled down, and miraculously broke out, cutting off Baizi's back path.

Jiang Yun picked up a white piece unhurriedly, and said: "My layout is to wait for other people to break my chess game. However, my game is a bit difficult, and I am afraid it will not be easy to break."

He dropped the white pieces gracefully.

Shifang's eyes were full of shock.

Because Baizi stubbornly entangled Heizi again.

Bai Zi and Hei Zi seem to have reached the most intense moment of confrontation, but they all have their own weaknesses and dead ends.

Shi Fang was curious: "Who do you want to break the situation, Young Master?"

Jiang Yunxiang thought for a while, and said: "It is best to be ambitious, and your Highness is not bad."

"Of course, I allow him to find helpers."

Shifang: "..."

On the muddy mountain road, a luxuriously decorated carriage with palace lanterns hanging from the four corners bumped forward at a high speed in the heavy rain. The horse's hooves flew over, splashing countless mud spots and falling on the horse's body and the wall of the carriage.

In the car, Yan Qi was wearing a scarlet robe, with a jade crown and hair tied up, sitting with a cold expression.

The servant cautiously asked: "The young master has decided to go to Lishan to meet His Royal Highness in person?"

Yan Qi nodded.

"I've made up my mind, you don't have to say it again."

The servant said: "Last time at the spring banquet, the Crown Prince treated the Young Master like that. The Young Master still ignored the past and risked destroying the Patriarch's plan and rushed to Lishan Mountain. I only hope that His Highness the Crown Prince can understand the painstaking efforts of the Young Master this time."

Yan Qi didn't say anything, the corners of his lips were tightly pressed, and he looked out of the car.

Yan Shi is irresistible, how many times will he have to experience it before he can understand this truth.

Last time it was a fluke to go to the snowy mountains in the north, but this time Lishan, my grandfather planned it carefully, so there was no chance at all.

After all, he couldn't bear to watch him die.

Yan Qi reached out and squeezed the bone flute hanging in front of his chest.

I just hope that this time, he will no longer trample on his kindness as abuse as before, fully recognize the facts, and shake hands with Yan's to make peace.

It was heard that someone was setting up a Linglong chess game on the Linglong Pagoda. At daybreak, many literati held umbrellas and rushed to the tower in the rain to watch the grand occasion.

Mr. Xiao Lang is elegant in his green shirt, still making black and white pieces in a leisurely way.

"It's Chu Yan, it seems to be Chu Yan."

Someone said in a low voice, and there was a lot of discussion.

Jimo Qingyu didn't sleep all night, still put on his clothes and stood on the porch to watch the rain, a servant came over and said in a low voice: "Patriarch, all the Moqi have entered and left the city and entered Mount Li smoothly."

Almost at the same time, Yan Qi's car also arrived at the entrance of Mount Li.

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