The Nameless of the Common Clans

The chess game was repeatedly deduced in his mind, and his way of thinking was constantly changing. If in the past, Chen Mo was constantly evolving based on the rules of the chessboard, now, Chen Mo began to break away from the shackles of the chessboard rules and stand from the perspective of an outsider. Let’s observe the evolution of the chess game.

Some things may seem simple to outsiders, but in the eyes of those who really understand, there are so many things that can be included in these nineteen roads.

Phew~

The rain outside the pavilion had stopped. When Chen Mo opened his eyes again, the old man was no longer there. Only Juan'er stood aside obediently, looking at him worriedly.

"The old gentleman has left." Juan'er said to Chen Mo, "Master, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Chen Mo stood up with a smile. After sitting for a long time, his legs were a little numb. The heavy rain outside the pavilion had stopped. The air around him seemed to be brand new, and the scenery seemed to be clearer, just like what he was seeing at the moment. The state of mind is quite a feeling of pushing aside the clouds and mist to see the blue sky.

"The old gentleman said that if there is nothing too urgent, he will play chess with his friends here every day. If you are interested, you can come and watch." Juan'er imitated the old man's expression and repeated what the old man said.

Luck has not disappeared?

The first thing Chen Mo checked was his own luck. The extra five points of luck did not seem to disappear because of this. In other words, just getting to know the old man made his luck stronger by five points, and his destiny increased by one point. It should be increased due to breakthroughs in chess skills.

Because among the skills given by the system gods, chess skills are no longer included, replaced by chess specialization, which also confirms Chen Mo's speculation that 9 is not the end of skills, otherwise there is no way to explain why after several years of hard work, Facing the teacher, he still won less and lost more. Facing the old man before, he was even more crushed. Perhaps as shown in the training camp, what the training camp taught him was just the basics and the application of rules.

Who is this old man?

Chen Mo had previously focused on the chess game and did not look at the old man's fate and fortune. However, even so, Chen Mo guessed that the old man's fate might be higher than that of his teacher.

"Come for a walk when you have time in the future." Chen Mo stretched out, and Juan'er quickly pulled down Chen Mo's robe and put it on Chen Mo. Although it had cleared up after the rain, the air was still a bit cold.

"Sir, is that old man a high-ranking official?" Juan'er asked carefully.

"It's not clear, but I'm afraid the status is not low." Chen Mo shook his head. These days, status and official position must be looked at separately. Those with high official positions may not have status. Cao Cao's father also donated a Taiwei, but his virtue is not worthy. He took office last year and was dismissed this year. Moreover, he was quite unpopular among the scholars. In addition, General He Jin was born as a butcher. However, when he was in Qingzhou, everyone talked about this general. With a bit of disdain.

Of course, if the He family could have three sons for three consecutive generations, like Yuan An did back then, the situation would be different.

"Then..." Juan'er looked at Chen Mo carefully and said, "If we make friends with this old man, for the young master..."

Chen Mo has been in Luoyang for more than a month, but he has no intention of being used by the court. As a maid, Juan'er will naturally be worried about this.

"It is possible." Chen Mo rubbed Juan'er's head and interrupted her: "But, for a person like this, you can see through what you want to do at a glance. Masters value the friendship between gentlemen as light as water. Come here from now on. , don’t mention this matter, it will be hated by others.”

If people bring up this kind of thing, it is because they think you are good and want to help you. But if you bring it up yourself, or even try to use money to pave the way, then I am afraid that you will be disgusted by others. In that kind of result, it is better to go directly. He looked for eunuchs, but even if he wanted to take this path, Chen Mo didn't have the money.

Juan'er naturally didn't understand this, so she could only nod and agree. In a good mood, Chen Mo took Juan'er around for a few rounds before returning to Zang's mansion.

With this successful experience, Chen Mo did not go to Taiyuan University in the next few days. Instead, he took Juan'er leisurely around the streets of Luoyang every day. For others, it was just trying his luck. For Chen Mo, The probability of trying luck will increase a lot. Of course, there is not so much luck available every day.

Moreover, the luck of a character like Jie Jie is something that can only be met but cannot be sought. Most of it is temporary luck, and it will disappear after it passes.

Occasionally, I would go to the pavilion to watch chess. The old man seemed very free and he would bump into him almost every time he went there. It was different with other people. He would not reject the sudden appearance of a young man after a long time.

Occasionally when no one is around, the old man will pull Chen Mo over to make up the numbers. Although his chess skills have made a qualitative breakthrough, facing people of the old man's level, Chen Mo still loses more than he wins and basically never wins.

However, for a game like Go that can exercise brainpower, especially after reaching the level of specialization, Chen Mo began to apply the art of war he had read, and the effect was unexpectedly good. Although he couldn't win, Chen Mo enjoyed it. Sometimes I even forget that I am in Luoyang and still have a future to fight for.

"It's rare that you are willing to come out." On this day, Chen Mo continued to wander out of the mansion. Dalang, who had been staying in Zang's mansion to practice calligraphy and martial arts since arriving in Luoyang, took the initiative to follow him out. Chen Mo couldn't help but joked.

"We can't stay at home all the time." Dalang shook his head, carrying his own sword, and followed Chen Mo. After he got his name, he could clearly feel that Dalang was much more confident, which was a good thing.

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded.

"Why didn't you take Juan'er with you today?" Dalang asked doubtfully.

"Brother Meng De invited me to Chunnuan Pavilion today, and it's not appropriate to bring Juan'er with him." Chen Mo thought of Juan'er pouting when she was leaving and felt a little funny.

"Chunnuan Pavilion?" Dalang looked at Chen Mo blankly, and then reacted: "Brothel?"

"That's called a brothel, different from the brothels you've seen before." Chen Mo looked at Dalang, who was excited when he mentioned this, and said speechlessly. It was a little funny to think that this guy had been peeping at women in brothels when he was eleven years old.

"Well, a brothel of a rich family." Dalang thought seriously.

"You..." Chen Mo was a little helpless and shook his head and said, "Forget it, you'll know when you go there."

Cao Cao was one of his few good friends in Luoyang, but Cao Cao's reputation in the literati was not very good. Some people even said behind his back that he was the descendant of eunuchs.

Chen Mo actually disagreed with the view that people were divided by their origins, but the general trend was like this, and he had no way to reverse it. Perhaps, as some people said, because of his low origin, he felt that this method was not good.

Although the two have been busy with their own things and have had little contact since they came to Luoyang, Cao Cao would send someone to invite him to some banquets every ten days or half a month, which was also considered to help Chen Mo open up the situation in Luoyang. Chen Mo remembered this favor and wanted to invite him back a few times, but seeing where Cao Cao invited him to go, Chen Mo could only suppress this idea in his heart and only occasionally invited Cao Cao to visit Zang Mansion.

Regarding playing chess, I am not very good at it, but I have studied some ancient discussions about Go. Maybe everyone thinks that there is a difference between ancient and modern views on Go. Now people pay more attention to winning or losing, while ancient people paid attention to what this thing can improve for themselves. The greatest role of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not competition but cultivation of sentiment. In addition, ancient literati generally play chess to the point, and the meaning is enough. Few people cling to it. This is my personal opinion, which may not be correct. I write it down to make everyone laugh. In addition, I thank the leader for his reward.