There is an alley in the southwest of Chao County, a simple courtyard, with leaves falling from old locust trees, and a Fang Guanwen scholar was silent when he was facing the chessboard.

A young man wearing a plain shirt and starry-eyed starry-eyed man quietly walked up with a tea tray, respectfully put down a cup of hot tea, thoughtfully opened a gap in the lid of the teacup, and the heat came out as if he was relieved.[]

Mr. Fang Guan's thoughts were disturbed by the heat. He looked at the young man, smiled slightly and nodded, but the young man did not leave. He stood aside and looked at the empty chessboard and stopped talking.

The scribe said, "Zhang Sheng, come and accompany me to have a plate."

The young man was stunned when he heard this, his eyes were delighted, and he lowered the tea tray aside with some flattery, and sat down excitedly, but sat upright, only half of his butt, with a sense of respect beyond words.

When the scholar saw this scene, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. He did not make any move, but picked up the tea and tasted it carefully.

The young man was stunned when he saw the scribe's behavior, and then seemed to understand something. He relaxed his body and sat upright. Soon, his expression became dull and natural.

The scholar put down the teacup, nodded in praise, and said nothing, and twisted the pieces to indicate that the young man rolled up his sleeves and took the pieces and placed the chessboard lightly. This was his own field, neither humble nor arrogant, and polite. The chessboard started, like the battlefield, and the black and white pieces were crisp and sound. Gradually, a trace of murderous aura was everywhere, and the original dead trees in the ancient courtyard became energetic.

The young man was still calm at first, but gradually, as the game progressed, his emotions fluctuated, either nervous, excited or thought hard, and there were gradually fine beads of sweat on his forehead. However, the scholar was always calm and elegant.

Finally, the young man fell into a long test. After a long time, he sighed, grabbed a chess piece and threw it on the board.

"The chess skills are really great, and students are beyond the reach of the world." After losing, the young man looked much more relaxed, and he sincerely admired the sweat beads on his forehead.

Mr. Fang Guan smiled and said, "You don't have to be humble. You are already well-behaved, and the gap may not be as big as you think."

The young man stood up and bowed respectfully, and said sincerely: "Mr. I praised it. In fact, it is difficult for students to support me before I reached the middle stage. My husband's layout is already sure to win. The students just insist on supporting me, hoping to learn more."

The scribe nodded and said, "Your understanding is already outstanding. So, let me tell you, why do you think you will be defeated before you reach the middle of the market?"

The young man frowned and thought for a moment, and replied with certainty: "Mr.'s layout is not novel at first sight, but once the layout is completed and it will immediately show great power, just like the battlefield fighting. Before he knew it, the other party had already been killed. The student supported the left and right, but it was in vain. The murderous aura of the chess is like a shackle getting tighter and tighter. This is probably what the master once said, "

The scribe nodded in approval and said, "Your understanding is indeed good. Maybe you can really win my favor." After looking at Zhang Sheng with a happy face, the scribe continued, "It is good to be able to see through the general trend, but as an opponent, you cannot be influenced by the general trend of the other party. Your defeat is not because you are not capable of chess, but because you cannot see through the general trend of the general trend, it is natural to lose."

When Zhang Sheng heard this, he thought, and suddenly bowed again and said loudly: "I would like to teach me true knowledge. Students wish to respect Mr. as their father in this life and serve the people all their lives."

When the scholar Fang Guan said this, he didn't say anything, as if he was hesitant. Seeing Zhang Sheng who could not stand up, he sighed softly and said, "Although you are from an industry, you are really good at seeking knowledge and have a good understanding. It's okay to pass on your robes and bowls. However, your surname is Zhang, and you are a distant relative of the king and have military achievements. Now the king is at its peak. If you follow me, the poor who loses power, it may not be a good thing."

When Zhang Sheng heard this, he suddenly knelt down, raised his knees and looked at the scribe's eyes and said loudly: "The king treats me well, and he is indeed ordered to serve the teacher this time. However, Zhang Sheng has loved literature since he was a child and does not like martial arts. He is forced in troubled times, and because his relatives are not tolerated by the court, he has entered the ranks. Now that he has seen the teacher, he is shocked to admire his foresight and knowledge, and deeply feels that his master's strategy is the truth of governing the world. If he can always accompany his master and learn from him in this life, it is a great blessing for his students. He swears to respect him for his life and ask him to accept his students."

Mr. Fang Guan was silent for a while, his eyebrows suddenly spread out and he smiled and said, "I am a little too worried. No matter how you treat me in the future, if you can always remember my teachings, get up."

Zhang Sheng was overjoyed when he heard this and stood up and said, "Sir, don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, students are willing to protect the teacher with their lives, and be a teacher for one day and be a father for life. Heaven and earth can be learned."

The scribe didn't want to say more about this, waved his hand and asked Zhang Sheng to sit down, pointed to the old locust tree with leaves falling from its leaves and said, "Look at this old locust, what do you think?"

Zhang Sheng looked up and looked at the old tree that he had seen countless times every day. He thought for a while and said, "Lonely and sad."

The scholar nodded and said, "Well, there is still silence, but it won't take long to get spring and warm, and the branches are green again. How do you feel when you look at it now?"

Zhang Sheng looked at it again after hearing this and murmured: "Hope and anger!"

"That's right." The scribe smiled and said, "Look at this chessboard again."

Zhang Sheng seemed to be aware of something, staring at the chessboard and pondered. After a long time, he suddenly shouted, "Oh, why did I do this?" As he said, he raised his head and looked at the scholar with excitement, as if he had something to say.

The scribe said directly: "Did you see hope for life in the murderous aura? The so-called general trend is just the general trend you see. This chessboard, there is no unique skill in killing in this world. The murderous aura and vitality are like the yin and yang in the world. If the murderous aura wins, the vitality will be born; if the victory is strong, the defeat will remain!"

Zhang Sheng seemed to be hit by something, and was standing on the spot, muttering to himself, repeating the words of the scholar.

The scribe did not wait and continued to say in a slow and peaceful tone: "Everything in the world is as good as a chessboard, as big as the way to govern the world. You have a shallow experience and still have insufficient foundations. You will have to make a lot of hard work in the future. As long as you are not afraid of hardship and fatigue, you can distinguish the truth and observe the inability to observe the people. On that day, I will have nothing to teach you."

At this time, Zhang Sheng was already dancing, as if he had received something to begged for. Suddenly, he knelt down again and kowtowed three times at the scholar. However, this time, the scholar smiled and took it calmly. Zhang Sheng got up, and the master and apprentice looked at each other and laughed. For a moment, the garden was full of vitality and all emotions were natural.

But at this moment, I heard the distance in the west outside the courtyard that was extremely noisy and seemed quite lively. Seeing the scholar a little curious, Zhang Sheng rushed out quickly and turned back shortly afterwards.

"Sir, it was the dock that was shouting, saying that someone caught a big dragon fish, and even the king was alarmed to go to the dock. It was said that the dragon fish had appeared, and someone spent a thousand taels of silver to buy the dragon fish and presented it to the king. The king was very happy." Zhang Sheng reported.

The scholar was stunned and couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly: "If auspicious signs can win the world, then this world is much simpler. How can the dragon fish appear in the emperor, but how can the flowers fall into their own home?"

Zhang Sheng was also stunned and quickly whispered: "Sir, there are still many ears and ears here, don't let it go..."

The scribe sighed when he heard this, nodded and said no more.

Seeing the scholars a little lonely, Zhang Sheng asked: "Mr. Mr., the student had a lot of insights. This time, our army followed Mr.'s strategy and spread across Chaohu Lake. He did not plan anything. He defeated the imperial army and killed tens of thousands. Now that the people surrendered, even some officials came to contact him secretly. The situation was quite smooth and a situation was already established. But just now the student thought about Mr., and thought that Mr., regardless of offending the king, he tried to persuade him. Is there a lot of hidden information? Or, or......"

The scribe smiled and said, "Or maybe I'm just planning ahead or guessing the evil scene?"

"Students dare not!" Zhang Sheng said quickly.

"It's better, since you and I are masters and apprentices, we must be honest." The scholar looked up at the old locust tree and murmured: "As I said just now, how can we get the so-called victory trend in the world? All strategies and plans must be adjusted or even improved according to actual conditions. In fact, the difficulty is not to plan, but to be able to see the opportunity in desperate situations and see shortcomings in victory, especially when you think you are sure to win. At the same time, despising any enemy has been a taboo in military strategists since ancient times."

Zhang Sheng nodded after hearing this, "But, I know that the king is a man who is easy to give advice without giving up in adversity, but in the current situation, I may not be able to listen to it. Mr., please endure it for a while."

The scribe smiled bitterly and said, "Zhang Sheng, walking in the world is like playing chess, but the chessboard can be reorganized. There is no chance of repeating this big thing in the world. One mistake is made every step, and one mistake is lost, and one mistake will lead to thousands of bones being undone!"

Zhang Sheng was silent and connected his chess-like strategy with fighting and fighting. He couldn't help but realize that he was sweating on his forehead. Yes, his words were wrong, and the blood sea of ​​corpses were behind him, and the blood sea of ​​corpses seemed to be understatement.

Zhang Sheng shook his head, dissipated his fear, and asked again: "I heard what Mr. Husband said just now, is there an unknown strong enemy this time? Who can make the gentleman pay so much attention?" Zhang Sheng didn't say who could make the scholars risk offending the king and persuade him, and now he is under house arrest.

The scholar looked into the distance, but did not answer Zhang Sheng, as if he was thinking to himself: "I have been learning the law of the great way of the world since I was a child. I can perceive the unawareness of ordinary people. But I cannot see through this person. I always have to meet him, and I always feel powerless. I hope that this time I am really worried."
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