Chapter 866 Cao Changqing made a fortune in Tai’an, and Chu Ba Wang left the world
Every ten years, she would break through the pass on time, sit alone on the roof of the snow-covered moon building, wearing purple clothes, and take out a jar of ten-year-old guinea pigs from under the osmanthus tree, waiting for one person to make the ten-year appointment.
Three times later, the fourth time, it was raining heavily that day. He did not find her. She lost her appointment. There was only a jar of cinnamon wine placed on the roof, allowing the rain to slap.
The rain was dense outside the window, and the woman in purple sat in front of the dressing table. The woman in the bronze mirror had faintly gray hair. It was better not to see her.
There was a knot in her skirt, and there was an umbrella that had been treasured for more than 40 years at her feet. She lay on the dressing table and fell asleep, as if she had a beautiful dream, and she was smiling.
An old guy who was old but didn’t look old, entered the room without knocking on the door, put away the wet oil-paper umbrella, stood at the door and asked with a smile, “It’s raining so hard outside, so many fish are drowning, why don’t you go see it together?”
She slept and didn’t wake up.
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Everyone in Tai’an City saw a ridiculous scene. The purple-clothed clothes clearly hit Cao Changqing of Western Chu, and they had already hit him. However, Cao Changqing was still sitting there, while Xuanyuan Qingfeng was standing in place more than ten feet south of Cao Changqing, as if an old monk had entered a meditation.
Cao Changqing looked at him without squintingly, picked up a chess piece from the chess box, made a gentle move, turned his head and smiled, “It’s time to wake up.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had been dreaming for forty years, suddenly woke up, with his back facing the official in green, and she burst into tears at some point.
She didn’t turn around, stretched her waist, wiped her cheeks with her hands, and smiled, “What a good dream.”
Cao Changqing smiled and said, “That’s good.”
Just when Xuanyuan Qingfeng wanted to speak but hesitated whether to turn around to thank him, Cao Changqing slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the chessboard with more than 90 chess pieces, and smiled, “It’s okay, just don’t learn from me. The sky is big, there is a clear breeze, bright moon, and a big river in Guangling in the south of the Yangtze River, and the yellow sand and vast energy of Jiliang in the northwest. Let’s see it all first and then talk about life and death. Life and death are the top priority in life, especially when you are young, don’t make a decision at will. Life is not easy to die, and there are fates between life and death. People must live more wonderfully than autumn in the autumn of plants and trees.”
Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded: “I, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, will try my best to kill one less person in the Western Chu family.”
Cao Changqing laughed at it.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng flew away.
At the end of that big dream, she knew that she had not woken up or was dead, but she could see the bastard with an umbrella standing alone at the door, her lips moving slightly and unable to speak, and she was very sad.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly laughed to the sky and said, “Old bastard!”
The storm purple-clothed leaves suddenly without delaying Liu Yi ordered the Ministry of Justice to go out of the city to kill the enemy.
Sixty-eight Ministry of Justice and Zhao Gou urgently summoned the masters of the martial arts world from all over the country to Tai’an City and left the city together.
Like a group of birds leaping out of high branches.
This time Cao Changqing made a move in the corner of the chessboard, then gently pressed his fingers on the chess piece and pushed forward.
So between Cao Changqing and Tai’an City, between the north and south, a surging air like the Guangling River emerged.
Sixty-eight masters are like crossing the Guangling River during the flood season, with hardships and slowness, constantly exhausted people and falling to the ground.
Chai Qingshan raised his sword and snatched out, cutting off the river of aura with one sword.
Cao Changqing picked up the chess piece with his right hand and placed it on his left hand, gently wiping it horizontally to the right.
Suddenly, a sword energy surged out, from left to right.
Cao Changqing put his pill from top to bottom on the chessboard.
A particularly majestic and dazzling light column in the air fell straight from top to bottom.
In the world, two sword energy hit Chai Qingshan, Chai Family Sword Tomb and Wu Jian, respectively, in the east Yue Jian.
Cao Changqing did not rush to pick up his piece, staring at the chess game and muttered to himself, “I, Cao Changqing, also have a Haoran sword.”
Chai Qingshan held a half-broken sword in his hand and landed twenty feet north of Cao Changqing, with a large pile of blood on his chest.
Wu Jian stood more than ten feet away in front of Chai Qingshan, and his clothes were shattered on his shoulders. The old man stretched out his right hand and held the five fingers with a clear grasp. He had a three-foot snow-white sword energy that looked like a substance in his hand. He said in a deep voice: “Cao Changqing, you really do not care about both body and spirit, and you must finish this game of chess!”
Cao Changqing did not answer.
Liu Yi, the Minister of War on the top of the city, pressed his hands on the top of the city, and his hands were trembling.
As a poor scholar from Guanglingdao, he recognized Cao Changqing not in Western Chu, but in Liyang, the enemy country of Western Chu, in this Tai’an City.
But before Cao Changqing and the Western Chu Empress Jiang Si and Yu Xiangfu came to the capital in the first year of Yu Xiangfu, Liu Yi, who was left unattended in the Ministry of Justice, only met a traveling scholar who happened to meet and knew the scholar from a foreign country who would invite him to have a drink every time he came to Beijing. Liu Yi still couldn’t afford a house, so he had to rent a remote small courtyard in the southeast of the capital. Every time Liu Yi was particularly surprised and happy when he saw the middle-aged man standing with a smile at the doorstep of his house in the cold house. Liu Yi, who was taciturn in the officialdom, liked to complain to this elegant senior scholar and complain to Mr. Cao, who only knew the surname. After he got drunk, he said that his teacher was the chief assistant with all the disciples. He clearly was the first in the conference exam, and his palace exam article was not inferior to the first three in the first place that time. In the end, he only had the same Jinshi. He thought that the chief assistant Zhang Julu deliberately despised the scholar of Guangling, so people only knew that the blue-eyed man had a student Yin Mao.Chun, Zhao Youling, Yuan Guo and others never knew that Liu Yi was still there. And Shoufu Zhang never considered himself his disciple, let alone regarded him as a proud disciple. After listening to his test-taking article, Mr. Cao laughed and said that such articles were exactly the same as those of the blue-eyed man in his youth. He was well aware of the essence of avoiding high and scattered discussions, and avoiding empty and distant principles. It is a good article. But it is precisely because of this that Shoufu Zhang will let you sit on the bench for many years like him, so you, Liu Yi, must not be impatient. After that, Liu Yi was both half relieved and half gave up, be content with himself, down-to-earth, and devoted himself to being a small official of the Ministry of Justice. But he was completely disheartened that even when the Prime Minister was ruined, he risked the world’s worst to visit him, just for the sake of teachers and students. However, the Prime Minister not only closed the door, but also asked the doorman to hand him: “Who is Liu Yi? I, Zhang Julu, have such a disciple.” In that dusk, Liu Yi returned to the simple courtyard and was drunk.
But after the death of the prime minister, Qi Yanglong asked someone to send him an extremely ordinary scripture book, saying that it was something that he accidentally got from someone’s house.
Liu Yi found that there were two old yellowed test papers in the book.
However, there are 16 comments with a total of more than 500 words in the article.
The end is the sentence: “Good materials come out of Guangling, and you can also be pillars. I should cultivate it carefully for the country. When will I die, when will I make great use of it.”
Liu Yi’s eyes were still moist, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide, standing at the top of the city, staring at the blue shirt.
Mr. Cao, I was born in Great Chu and dare not forget my roots, so I will seek peace for all the remnants of Western Chu in the future.
Mr. Cao, I am a student of Zhang Julu, and I dare not be ungrateful, so I have to stand here today and be an enemy of you.
Cao Changqing suddenly turned his head and looked at the Minister of Justice who had risen to the top in the Liyang officialdom. He smiled slightly, with only relief in his eyes.
Everything is in without saying anything.
It is better to live for the people of the world than to die heroically for a country and a surname. Liu Yiyu, you scholar, don’t learn from me, Cao Changqing.
Cao Changqing sat upright again, facing the chess game, his eyes were still unblinking.
Still motionless.
Heaven and earth resonate.
Forget both heaven and man.
In Tai’an City, Sun Yin, the madman who made excuses to take leave today and did not go to the yamen to take leave, rode his horse all the way after going out. He first found the small bookcase of the Imperial Heaven Supervision, and then pulled the young man to go straight to the Hanlin Academy. He found the only “ten-duty national player” of the Liyang Dynasty. He asked for two boxes of chess pieces, picked a window-side room where the miscellaneous items were stored, and pulled Fan Changhou and the young supervisor to squat on the ground, and began to review the game of Cao Changqing. The supervisor was responsible for explaining where Cao Changqing had made a move. Fan Chang arranged it step by step, and explained the mystery. But as far as the back,Especially after twenty moves, whether it is Fan Changhou or Young Supervisor, it is said that the “that person” who takes the black first is average. The previous dozen moves are pretty good, but he is also familiar with the exquisite and fixed relationships of the older generation of Western Chu players. According to this person’s level, let alone entering Liyang Chess Attendant, even Sun Yin can win steadily. Sun Yin, who didn’t care about being ridiculed, fell into deep thought. Fan Changhou grabbed a handful of black and white chess pieces with one hand, ready to make a move at any time, and pinched his chin with the other hand, and frowned.