Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/

After leaving Fengman Tower, you will walk south for two or three miles. When you meet a corner, turn right and it is where Fengyue is. Turn left and you will find a long street.

The street name Yuhua is a good name and is quite elegant.

However, compared with Fengmanlou's "citation of classics", the origin of the name Yuhua Street has no specific source, and it was once difficult to explain clearly and could not be fully combed.

Until a few years ago, Qingliuzhai, the most famous Qingliuzhai in this long street, changed to a new owner named Hua, and a scholar named Yu who was often arranged locally came to the alley not far away opposite. The name of Yuhua gradually felt that it deserved its name and was destined in the dark.

The morning light is dim, and there are few travelers.

He left Fengmanlou an hour earlier than before, but he had walked hundreds of steps on Yuhua Street. He had heard the crowing of roosters and the sound of children. Sometimes he glanced at him inadvertently, and happened to see the stove fire that was slightly turned into a strong one through a closed window door.

He had not used breakfast yet, but he walked on an empty stomach and felt no hunger.

Perhaps the atmosphere in Jinyang City, once known as the place where Li Tang Xinglong is always fresh and sufficient.

After staying for a long time and walking for a while, it is like a fairy drinking the wind and eating dew.

A bold assumption.

He would rather not sleep peacefully today than eat, than rush to the alley as soon as possible to meet the scholar named Yu, say a few words, or even make a few moves, but there is no shortage of reasons.

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A rough wooden plate that even depicts nineteen lines that are not clear.

Two boxes of strange-colored stones placed in a round bowl.

This is the world of chess in which the scholar surnamed Yu is using the way of Jingwei.

But from the first day he came to the entrance of this alley, made arrangements on the spot and took money easily, he only made a move and never brought it up.

Most people who come to him for several games out of interest or intentional assistance mostly think that it is because he has eye disease and is inconvenient to find the right position on the chessboard.

But as the scholar surnamed Yu stayed at the alley longer and became more famous in Yuhua Street, they gradually denied their previous views.

It's just because he plays a blind chess that never procrastinates.

People who often linger in theaters come particularly early today.

It will not be too late for people who are always immersed in the black and white path.

So when the young master with a silver-white mask, a tall figure as beautiful as a cypress and a dark blue robe came to the alley where the four seasons were ventilated, the scholar named Yu had already sat cross-legged and arranged the chessboard.

"You just arrived?"

"No, it's about half an hour earlier than you."

"Then why don't you even have a piece on your board?"

"I suffer from eye disease and play blind chess. I have chess pieces and boards in my mind. I don't need to deliberately play them. So far, no one has played chess with me today, and no one is helping me. If I really want to have one and a half more, it's a strange thing in the world."

“Now it.”

"Don't be so impulsive. Today is not a good time for you to sport on the board. If you force yourself to play chess, you will only lose."

"If you win, you will not take any points, and if you lose, you will pay as much as you like. Shouldn't this be your favorite thing?"

"A gentleman loves money and takes it with a good idea."

"A few days later, you have cultivated your character and become a gentleman?"

"That's not, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall..."

The scholar named Yu paused for a moment and moved his fingers. The young master Yuguan looked away. He just found the right position and pointed to his right, which was the hardest wall in the entrance of the alley.

"Although it has a tight structure and a strong appearance, I play chess with people here every day. When I am a little tired and resting on it, I am worried, for fear that it will collapse suddenly and hit my head."

Young Master Yuguan stood up and stroked the wall, then knocked it hard a few times, and said with a smile: "In my words, you are called planning ahead, but if you are a scholar, you are probably worried about it."

"Don't count me. I can't even be half a scholar. The reason why I was called by the scholar Yu Yu was entirely because I was born weak. The weak often admired the strength, so to be honest, I actually don't like this title. Of course, after a long time, you have to get used to it."

"I heard you understand something. I am afraid I can't call out the three words "Scholar Yu" in the future. I'm not going to reveal my real name? If I drag it on and meet again, I have to say hello to you with my eyes. Can you feel it's your business?"

"Let's just disassemble the word and call Yu Sheng. As for the name, I will forget it naturally. I have known my surname Yu for several years, and I know my surname is Yu, and I know your surname is Li. I don't know much about the rest. I have been together until now, and I have seen each other as if I were old friends."

Young Master Yuguan chuckled and stretched in front of him to gesture several times, "Yu Sheng, you are not a friend who is like an old friend, but you are not like an old friend!"

Yu Sheng looked like normal and said, "If you don't see me, you won't see me. There will always be a good thought."

"I really don't want to open my eyes one day and see what's so exciting outside?"

Perhaps Young Master Yu Guan just spoke casually, but after hearing this, Yu Sheng really pondered for a long time and said seriously: "I have never seen the light, and I can endure the boundless darkness, and I have never appreciated the wonderfulness, and I can be content with infinite ordinaryness. If opening my eyes means getting a moment of satisfaction and eternal loss, then I would rather keep sick and keep inseparable all day long, and be a blind man who can only play chess or chess."

Young Master Yuguan was silent for a while, then said in a stern voice: "Is this your way?"

Yusheng did not answer, but suddenly spread his palms and said, "It's going to rain."

Young Master Yuguan looked at him without surprise, but just asked calmly: "Are you afraid?"

Yusheng smiled and said, "How can people with the surname Yu be afraid of rain?"

Young Master Yuguan said: "The current owner of Qingliuzhai's surname is Hua, but he never grows flowers."

Yusheng said: "He doesn't grow flowers. I think it's not because he is afraid or disgusted, but because he doesn't want the fragrance of flowers to attract too many bees and butterflies."

With a click, a piece suddenly appeared on the chessboard.

It was exactly what Mr. Yuguan did, so he saw him pushing the stone with his fingers, and he was everywhere, but he didn't settle down. He was still thinking and waiting.

"Even if you can't open your eyes, in my opinion, everything you know and can do is more than just playing chess."

Yusheng was not in a hurry to deny it, and said slowly: "But this is my business after all."

"Since I'm an old profession, why not guess where my son will fall?"

"Where are you thinking in your heart, where do you fall? What do you do if someone else is doing? Can my guess change your mind?"

"Haha! It turns out that the chess players in the world are so weird."

The young master Yuguan smiled heartily, got up and left.

Yu Sheng had no intention of trying to keep him, but just listened to the sound to distinguish the position, and calculated that the young master Yu Guan had walked towards Qingliuzhai and was gradually moving away.

There are really raindrops falling in the space at the right time.

He pointed out that he did not want to catch the rain, but to add fuel to the fire, so that it would fall on the son under the young master of the Yuguan.

When it was crisp and sound like bamboo shoots, he asked and answered.

"Heaven and earth are in harmony? Heaven and earth are different."

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Qingliuzhai is also Qingliuzhai.

From the Lord to the servant, no one eats meat or drinks alcohol.

Even though it is a very normal relationship between men and women, which others think, is reported from Qingliuzhai, there are not many incidents.

Therefore, even though seven or eight out of ten people in Jinyang have heard that the new owner Hua Wuchang here is a beautiful man who is rare in a century. He has both Confucianism and talent, and few families have made friends through women, so there is no need to say that they have a deeper marriage.

What he drank Pu'er tea at Fengmanlou last night.

The tea fragrance I smell in Qingliuzhai is still from Pu'er.

But the environment is different, and people are even more different.

He has some understanding of Hua Wuchang. Most of the people who have dealt with each other several times call Hua Wuchang Qingliu Gong.

The title of honor is the title of honor, and the reputation of the green willow is a good one. It is indeed a good title to be connected together.

He has known Hua Wuchang until now, but he has never called him Qingliu Gong once. No matter whether he is unfamiliar or familiar, his name for Hua Wuchang is always the other three words, Boss Hua.

Boss Hua is wearing floral silk today, and even the tall crown with a bun seems to be made of pieced together with petals.

The reason why I can't smell the obvious fragrance of flowers is because the tea smell in this room is too strong.

An ordinary exhalation is like a deep and floating tea in warm water.

In recent years, Hua Wuchang took over Qingliuzhai, and his power growth has not been well known to the outside world, including him, but according to the current situation, the improvement of Hua Wuchang's tea art is undoubtedly a qualitative leap.

Passive tea tasting and active tea cooking are two different realms of life.

"In the cold winter, Boss Hua is still full of spring breeze and turns his mind to the very patient tea art. In the future, Boss Hua will probably have a smoother business than I expected."

"This month, there are many difficulties, but business is business after all. It is smooth today, which does not mean that tomorrow will be smooth. I may have to overturn the boat in the gutter one day. At that time, I, the businessman, have to taste the taste of suffering myself."

"If you have the ability to be broken and you have the bitterness to taste, it means that you are still a winner. It is much better than the gambler who loses and loses miserably than the victims who can't survive the cold winter."

"I'm afraid that I'm not willing to come after the hardships, and I won't return it again. In the vast world, all living beings have the ability to spend a thousand gold overnight. It's a pity that I can clearly realize what I'm going to use for. I won't have one."

"There is no rivers and lakes in Jin. Apart from the military, Qingliuzhai is already the largest fertile force. What will the flower boss do with his talents? Even outsiders can see three points. Is the remaining seven points not enough for you to hide your edge and keep your scheming, judge the situation, and spread the rain in a timely manner?"

Hua Wuchang smiled, stopped drinking hot tea, got up and looked around, his words and deeds were intriguing.

"Qingliuzhai Room 7749, 8864 Pavilions, How many have you seen in a year?"

He gently stroked the feather crown on his head, thought about it carefully, and said, "Forty-two rooms, fifty-nine halls."

Hua Wuchang nodded slightly and said, "You should know what the remaining seven chambers and five pavilions represent."

Seeing him nodding, Hua Wuchang then said, "Smart people do not do confusing things, and sages do not remember names. Since they are clear, they should know that I treat you as much as you can, and they are intimate. Now that things are now, it is inappropriate to regard themselves as outsiders. Can Hua say this? Your Highness."

Looking at each other.

Staring at all eyes.

The young man with a feather crown raised his head and remembered a play that was staged in the building during the snow at the beginning of last year. It was called "Mo Rushi". There were often men dressed as female voices, children embroidered colorful clothes, and did the most unlikely thing they could do in their lives through the stage.

However, in the end, the grass is lush and the willows are swaying, and there is no zither and zither, so there is only one sentence to end.

He spoke, lowly:
Chapter completed!