The capital is covered with snow.

And because it was dark, the snow everywhere seemed even colder, as if it was like a beast that devoured people.

In a house, brightly lit, a middle-aged man and a young man were sitting opposite each other.

On the table in front of them, there was a chessboard, and the chess pieces showed a distinct black and white momentum, and it was obviously at the most intense time of the fight.

"You said, someone wants to compete with me?" The middle-aged man gently dropped a black spot and then looked at the man in a strong outfit beside him.

When the man in strong clothes heard this, he showed anger on his face and said, "Yes, that crazy man named him and competed with you, he was simply ungrateful."

"Who is he? Is he from the Grand Master Alliance again?" Mo Qiubai continued to look at the chessboard in front of him and asked indifferently.

"He called himself Li Si, not from the Grandmaster League." The man in strong costume replied.

Hearing this name, the young man opposite Mo Qiubai frowned slightly, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

Seeing the youth's expression, Mo Qiubai frowned, waved his hand, and asked the man in a strong outfit to go out. Then he looked at the youth and asked, "What, Mr. Zhang, do you know this person?"

"I know, he has lived in the same yard as me." After hearing the inquiry, Zhang Yuan nodded slightly, then took off the white piece from the side and landed it on the chessboard.

"oh?"

Mo Qiubai was a little surprised when he heard this, then pondered for a while and said, "How about I let him go?"

His martial arts are no longer the same as before, and even the Dao Sword Han Feng could not pass a few moves under his hands, so he didn't care much about the people who came to him.

According to his idea, if he wanted to kill this person, he would not use a single move.

"No need." Zhang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Aren't you already planning to be the dean of the Martial Arts Academy when you enter the palace this time? In this way, this person might as well keep it at the banquet after the exam. It just so happened that the people from the Grandmaster League are not coming, so why don't you use him to establish his authority?"

"This..." Hearing Zhang Yuan say this, Mo Qiubai couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling on his body. Why is this person even calculating his friends?

Seeing his expression, Zhang Yuan smiled and lowered his voice: "All this is for the benefit of the young master."

Then he paused, and his index finger hit the chessboard twice, saying, "It's your turn."

Hearing Zhang Yuan's goodness, Mo Qiubai also came to his senses, continued to look at the chessboard, and immediately frowned.

Then, he sighed and said, "I lost."

After saying that, he threw the chess piece into the chess jar.

"I'm giving in." Zhang Yuan smiled and said.

Mo Qiubai waved his hand, then pondered for a while, and said, "I would like to thank Mr. Zhang for his plan this time. This matter in the Martial Arts Academy has almost been completed."

"Come?" Zhang Yuan shook his head and said, "It's too early. Do you still remember the Minister of War that we saw last time?"

"Oh? What's wrong with him?" Mo Qiubai frowned and asked in confusion.

According to his last look, the Minister of War should have become a puppet of him and others. How could there be any accident?

Moreover, this time the matter was accomplished, and it was also a contribution from the Minister of War.

"Look at it." Zhang Yuan smiled, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Qiubai.

After taking the letter, Mo Qiubai opened it, his brows gradually became tighter and tighter, and then he angrily slapped the table and said, "This man is simply a beast, how can he even take action on his own wife and children."

Then he let out a long sigh, looked at Zhang Yuan, felt a little uneasy, and asked hesitantly: "What should we do? If he fights back, we will inevitably be wanted by Wei State. Have you sent someone to protect his brother, wife and children?"

At this time, he could only pin his hopes on Zhang Yuan.

"That's not the case." Zhang Yuan waved his hand and then said, "But you don't have to care about this. As long as Mr. Xiong dies, it's fine. After all, he has finished his work, right? He has no value now."

Speaking of this, he smiled: "What's more, his death is only good and no harm for us. We push his death to the Grandmaster League, which will make it easier for the Martial Academy to promote the plan of the Martial Academy."

Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, Mo Qiubai thought slightly, and then cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. Zhang Yuan was probably already calculating the Minister of War.

Xiong Beiyuan's death date has been decided long ago.

However, although Xiong Beiyuan died this time, he still felt a little cold in his heart. The scholar's deep scheming and viciousness were the only ones he saw in his life.

And it was at this moment that Zhang Yuan slowly stood up and said, "I'll leave this to you. After all, only you can do such things. And you wouldn't want me, a weak scholar, to do such things."

Speaking of the latter, there was a joke in his tone.

This made Mo Qiubai relax a lot.

Zhang Yuan's words also reminded him that this scholar was just a person who was powerless.

He only needs one move to kill Zhang Yuan, so he doesn't need to be so cautious about this scholar.

It was at this time that Zhang Yuan walked to Mo Qiubai, patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you are different from him. He is not a young master, and his personality is two-faced, so I always thought about using him as a disposable tool at the beginning.

And you are the confidant of the young master, and you will have great uses in the future.”

Speaking of this, he sighed faintly and said to himself: "Of course, it is understandable that you are guarding against me. People who know that I have the ability to plot against others are afraid of me, but this is also my way of survival. If possible, I hope to have a friend who can make friends."

The tone was full of loneliness.

Listening to Zhang Yuan's words, Mo Qiubai was speechless. Although he had peerless martial arts skills, he would also feel guarded in his heart when he met this person.

So, of course, I guessed what life Zhang Yuan lived in the past.

At this time, he felt sympathy for Zhang Yuan.

"Okay, I'm back. Remember Mr. Xiong and don't forget." Zhang Yuan sighed, waved his hand, and walked out of the room.

Looking at Zhang Yuan's figure gradually fading away, Mo Qiubai's eyes gradually became deeper. Then he looked at the chess game in front of him, picked up a piece, and whispered: "You'd better not plot against me, otherwise I will kill you."

The words are low, but full of murderous intent.

At this time, the chess pieces in his hand gradually cracked.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

And at this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

Hearing the knock on the door, Mo Qiubai was slightly stunned, and then said in a deep voice: "Come in."

After the words fell, a man in a strong outfit walked in carefully from behind the door.

"Why are you back?" Mo Qiubai frowned at the man in a strong outfit.

When the man in a strong costume heard this, he immediately bowed and said, "It was just now. When I saw that the man was still there, I didn't say it all."

"Oh?" Mo Qiubai was a little surprised, then pondered for a while, and said, "Then tell me the whole thing."

Hearing Mo Qiubai's words, the man in a strong suit breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice: "Actually, before Li Si left, he said that he came for your son's business."

"My son's affairs?" Mo Qiubai was stunned, then seemed to think of something, and his face changed slightly. Then he glanced at the man in a strong costume and asked in a deep voice: "Then did he say what exactly is it?"

The man in strong costume shook his head and said, "That's not there."

Seeing the man in costume say this, Mo Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief. Then he nodded, looked at the man in costume, and said with a smile: "You have done a good job in this matter. I will go to my housekeeper to get 50 taels of silver later."

"Thank you, Master." Hearing Mo Qiubai's words, the man in strong clothes was filled with joy.

"Okay, you go out." Mo Qiubai waved his hand, his face full of admiration.

Hearing Mo Qiubai say this, the man in a strong outfit nodded and then left respectfully.

After the man in good costume left, Mo Qiubai's smile gradually calmed down and he said to himself: "Li Si..."
Chapter completed!