Xiangzhou, which borders Guangling Road and Nanjiang Road, is famous for its not-too-year-old Xingzi Lane. Both sides of this alley are Jiangnan courtyards. Although they are not grand but exquisite, the residents are not high-ranking officials, but some literati who did not participate in Hong Jiabei. There are both remnants of Western Chu who escaped from the world and disheartened gentlemen in Shangyin Academy. When these scholars settled, they were really short of money and could not build any big houses. The Fan family's mansion was in the deepest part of Xingzi Lane. The Fan family was once a wealthy family that was as rich as a country in the Southern Tang Dynasty. This room was a family ancestor who did not want treasures when they split up before they fled, but only asked for the collection of books that were the least easy to carry on the entire building. In the past twenty years, they were too short to sell ancient books in the new building, otherwise they would have fallen into a situation where they could not be exposed.

Yang flourished, the country was prosperous, and the chess fortune was also prosperous. Fortunately, the Fan family produced a chess fan Changhou who did not love fame. He was called "Double Nine" with the new Tanhua Wu Congxian in the Liyang court. They were less than 30 years old and were invincible to fight south of Guangling River. Especially Wu Congxian, who later became one of the eight heroes of the capital, was appointed by His Majesty the Emperor to fight against the four great power players of Liyang Chess. He won all four battles and achieved incredible results. Fan Changhou, who was slightly better in the battle, took advantage of the situation and became the vague number one person in the Liyang Chess and won the reputation of "Fan Shi Duan". The Xingzi Lane where Fan Changhou lived was noisy for a while, but this chess fan had been closed and thanking guests. Fan Changhou, who was "gentle and generous and upright" on the chess board, seemed particularly frightening in life.

The Fan family collects books in two pavilions, "Qiuxin" and "Qiuzu" and "Qiuzu" and there are three floors of hard mountain tops, six deep, with corridors in front and behind. There is a square patio in front of the building, covering an area of ​​three acres, paved with blue bricks, and no weeds grow, and it is used for summer drying. Not long ago, Fan Changhou, who just became the head of the Fan family, set several strict rules for collecting books. Among them, there are no books and books that are not divided into different books, and women of other surnames and original surnames are not allowed to climb into the pavilion. The bookcase is managed by the chief of many houses.

Today is a warm winter weather, suitable for drying books to drive away mold and wetness. A man in a green shirt took a handful of engraved copies out of the attic and spread them on the green brick floor of the courtyard in front of Qiushu Pavilion. He personally did it, but did not let the servants do it. A girl with red cheeks sunburned by the sun squatted on the ground and flirted the books casually. She looked at her back and smiled, stretched and saw a huge figure sitting on the edge of the patio.

On the interlaced steps, there was no silence. The man's pleasure was filled with a gloomy feeling. The way this burly giant visited the Fan family was extremely shocking. He did not submit a famous post or knock on the door, but fell from the sky and smashed into the pond in the backyard of the Fan family. At that time, the eldest son of Fan was playing chess with someone and was caught in a long and thoughtful examination. The person who played the chess asked him to bring the visitor. The eldest son of Fan family reminded the servants who heard the sound of the sounds not to speak, and then this burly guy like the gods in the heavenly court was inseparable from the old and young, and never spoke.

It was Fan Shi Duan, the man of Changhou, who walked to the old man. The old man sat on a small stool and placed a golden nanmu chessboard in front of him, with a small cup of white salt, a plate of crisp white radish, and a bowl of white rice. After the burly and golden-skinned guest appeared, the old man made the game of chess in front of him, and then he did not stop talking. Unless the girl talked to the old man, even if Changhou said anything, the old man would not bother to pay attention to anything. Changhou Fan was standing behind the old man at this time, facing the official game that had become a big trend, he was full of suspicion. The black and white chess pieces were intertwined, which was a typical battle game, and he did not pay attention to the shape of the chess. However, from the perspective of Changhou, this game of chess is far from worthy of the old man's care so attentively.

You should know that in the eyes of the world, he is self-evident and is generally recognized as being dull. In terms of talent alone, he is a hundred thousand miles away from Wu Congxian, who became famous in his youth. He was only able to achieve great success by relying on a tenacity. In the past few years, he was finally able to compete with Wu Congxian. But of course, he had a master, and he was also a Huanglongshi in the Spring and Autumn Chess Armor. If not, his "latecomer" of Fan Changhou would definitely be twenty years later. Today, Go is the highest in the nine dan, and the top national players of the Chess Attendant who were beside the emperor are undoubtedly strong nine. The rural masters also have some masters with the strength of nine dan, but they may not be considered one.

With the word "strong", the princess Xu Weixiong of Beiliang who became famous for studying in the Shangyin Academy has the saying "Xu Shi and Thirteen". Xu Shi said that this woman is far superior to the ninth dan master and is a well-deserved ten-dan master. Xu Shisan said that she can often play thirteen dan masters with extraordinary skills, so she is the same first-class Go player as Cao Guanzi of Western Chu. Fan Changhou believes that he is barely responsible for the title of Fan Shisan, but he is still much different from Xu Weixiong and Cao Changqing, and there is a huge difference between one son. As for the master in front of him, hey, this surprise reunion of master and apprenticeship, and the teacher taught him two sons, Fan Changhou still lost all ten battles.

The old man stared at the chess game, grabbed a pinch of salt and sprinkled it on the radish, and asked, "Yuetian, do you remember what I said when I played the first game of chess with you?"

The Changhou Fan, who is named Yuetian, replied respectfully: "Master said two words, one is that the real skill is beyond chess, and the other is that no matter how good you play chess, it is just that. It is a world of difference between being able to play chess and being a human being."

Huang Longshi, the first demon in the Spring and Autumn Period, whispered, chewing the light and slight salty radish, "So, in addition to teaching you to play chess, I also want you not to delay your studies. Now Wu Congxian became famous in the capital. If you don't compete for anything, you will become more famous than Wu Congxian. In the future, no matter who sits on the dragon throne in the Liyang court, whether it is a surname Zhao or any surname, you will have a place."

Fan Changhou asked softly: "Why did Master ask me to have a good relationship with Prince Yan Chi? Was he disappointed because the emperor killed the chief assistant Zhang Julu?"

Huang Longshi smiled and asked, "Yuetian, do you think Biyan'er shouldn't be killed?"

Changhou Fan did not dare to be mysterious with his master, and said frankly: "Even if the emperor wants to pave the way for the crown prince Zhao Zhuan, killing Zhang Julu alone is enough. If the nine clans are killed, the time will pass."

Huang Longshi smiled, "Not to mention the size of the heat, let's talk about why Biyaner is bound to die."

Fan Changhou walked to the opposite side of the chess game, sat upright, and said in a deep voice: "The chief assistant Zhang Julu has promoted the imperial examination, opening the dragon gate for poor families. In addition, the Yonghui ministers and ministers of Yonghui appeared, Yin Maochun and Zhao Youling, who were not only capable ministers, but also under the protection of Zhang Julu, were able to smoothly immerse in the officialdom for many years, becoming more and more familiar with the emperor's thoughts and court rules. They knew how to protect themselves, and how to raise hope and gain momentum while earning reputation in history. These ministers are more and more familiar with the minds of the emperor and the rules of the court.

Among them, the "loyal ministers" who want the king to die and the ministers are willing to die are different. Even if the king wants the ministers to die, the ministers can never die and they are not willing to commit suicide. The poor and important officials who have been born in the market and have lost their family wealth for decades. At some moments, they are not like the deep-rooted children of the aristocratic family, but they are more willing to chop them all up. Zhang Julu is the founder of Yonghui Spring, and the initiator of the poor men in the court wearing purple and yellow. This is a death."

Huang Longshi grabbed a handful of white rice and stuffed it into his mouth, and slowly smiled and said, "It's not enough."

"If the prince Zhao Zhuan wants to ascend the throne, it will be an emperor of peace and prosperity. He has no military achievements. However, if there is Zhang Julu in the court and Gu Jiantang in the martial arts, the new emperor Zhao Zhuan will be extremely difficult to convince the public. When today, Zi kept giving the "test" to the chief assistant, Jin Lanting impeachment, General Yang Shenxing re-proposed the old affairs of the Han family of the Zhonglie of Jizhou, promoted Chen Wang, the son-in-law of Prince Chejun, summoned Qi Yanglong to Beijing, and re-activated the Secretariat to use the Ministry of Secretariat to compete with the Secretariat. Many means have been pressing the chief assistant step by step. Zhang Julu seemed to have chosen to retreat step by step from beginning to end, and abandoned Zhang Lu's power, successively abandoned Zhao Youling, Yin Maochun and Bai Guo, leaving only Wang Xionggui, who is recognized as the most unprisoner,

Even when Wang Xionggui, the Minister of Revenue, who was the last pillar of Zhang Lu, was demoted to the Guangling Road Inspector and left the capital, Zhang Julu still did not speak out."

When Changhou Fan said this, he paused, "But, as long as Zhang Julu is not dead, even if he resigns from his position, the civil servant leader will return to his hometown to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests after losing his position. Then it will be embarrassing to fight Zhang Julu as the excessive high priest Qi Yanglong. And how old is Zhang Julu and how old is Qi Yanglong? At that time, when the world is in trouble, Zhang Julu, who is not in the temple but in the world, will have the opportunity to become a savior who is expected to be. Today, Zhang Julu and Qi Yanglong

The disparity in the treatment and the status in the hearts of the people will be reversed at that time. How could the Emperor not understand the truth and how could the prince leave a mess? If this theory is the only one, without the first death of Zhang Julu as I said before, it can also be used as a check and balance technique for the king to control his subjects. However, since it will be a dynasty without war in the future, and with the increasing number of talents in the court, the emperor's spring of Xiangfu is not worse than Zhang Julu's Yonghui Spring, why did the Zhao family keep you Zhang Julu?!"

Huang Longshi nodded, "Zhang Julu has been a timely help in the past twenty years and cannot be killed. In the future, he can only do some icing on the cake. If he is too big, he can indeed kill him as soon as possible. This is also one death. Two deaths, you continue to say."

Changhou Fan was obviously confident and made a long-term draft with a conclusion. He didn't stop thinking and said, "The previous two deaths were the things that I had to consider today. At this time, the battle between Liangmang and the pacification of Guangling was an imminent thing. Zhang Julu made enemies on all sides during his lifetime, including the royal nobles, the civil servants of the family, and the local military generals. These three were always holding their anger at the Chief Minister. The royal family had lived a hard life like a rat crossing the street for twenty years. At that time, it was originally thought that the former emperor of the Zhaoshi in Liyang unified the world. They were all heroes and people from the Zhao family. They were naturally able to share the country with the emperor. Unexpectedly, Xu Xiao and Zhang Julu had all the credits, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, how could they bear it? With Zhang Julu, the road blocking stone, standing in the temple for a day, how could those ministers with a clan identity have

One day when Zhang Julu was selfless, the harder it would be for these people to seek benefits for the family. At that time, Zhang Julu wanted to make drastic efforts to govern clerks, salt administration and grain transportation, and the old minister of the Ministry of Works did not hesitate to anger the Chief Minister and also wanted to make a stand for others. Who did the old minister stand for? Naturally, it was for this large gang of civil officials who occupied the local area. The dispute between civil and military affairs was a convention in all dynasties. Zhang Julu could use his skills to settle the arrogance of the party and government, but he took the opportunity to continuously reduce the vassals and suppress the martial arts. Yan Zhenchun, Yang Shenxing, and several major vassal kings all became pawns of power. Those military generals with military power could not bear it. The emperor killed the evil Zhang Julu and let the three forces exert a blow. It was a killing of two kills. Afterwards, the new emperor came to appease everyone, and it was a killing of three kills."

Huang Longshi said calmly, "This is also a death. But there is one thing you don't know. The death must be dying. If Zhang Julu was dismissed from office at the peak of power, then most of the anger in the chest of Zhang Julu's three mortal enemies who had been resentful for a long time would be considered to be exhaled. It is easy to get out but difficult to gather. If they want to fight with this Blue Eyer in the future, it will be difficult to have the determination to die. With this mentality, even if the new emperor supports them, they will definitely be divided and ruled by Zhang Julu."

Changhou Fan said seriously and said, "A disciple is taught!"

Huang Longshi reached out to grab the few radishes, glanced at the disciple who had won the name of Buddha in the chess world, and asked, "Is this gone? That's much worse than the junior brother you are in Xiangfan City."

Fan Changhou smiled and said, "It would be fine if Zhang Julu didn't form a clique and broke his wings by himself. He also deliberately parted ways with Tantanweng, who was the most helper, and became a lonely man. If not, those ignorant scholars would have the courage to throw crimes at the door of Zhang Julu to gain fame? This scene is exactly the same as those scholars who were a scholar who was famous back then, and they would have to scold Xu Xiao. If Huan Wen stood firmly beside the chief assistant, let alone these passionate scholars, even Jin Sanlang would not have the courage. Zhang Julu, who lacked Huan Wen, would die again."

Huang Longshi didn't comment, but just changed the topic, narrowed his eyes and looked at the bowl of salt and the bowl of rice, and smiled and said, "The famous scholars have many romantic affairs. These anecdotes that have been passed down from the court and the country are like the salt of scholars. It's no fun to eat rice, and they can't die, but they just lack the spirit. Li Yang, who had lived in a corner of vassals, was bullied by military men all day long, so naturally there was no big news. The blue-eyed man was indeed amazing. Only in Yonghui, there was a Huangmen on duty in the Hanlin Academy who was drunk and sleeping in drunkenness. The emperor personally put on his fur for him, and there was even a Tantan Man who warmed up a pot of wine to discuss the world. So, although the knees of scholars in the world were still bent, their waists finally stood up."

Mr. Fan looked up at the books that were sprinkled under the sunlight and sighed: "I remember the wandering displaced dogs in my childhood. The generals stationed in the checkpoint only recognized gold and silver, and made things difficult for me to make things difficult for me the most was that they used spears to pick up book boxes. The rare books that were full of the life of scholars were scattered all over the ground and were trampled on by wantonly. I think a world where books can safely bask in the sun is the good world for us scholars."

After sighing, Fan Changhou took a deep breath and said, "Zhang Julu cheated on the imperial examination, his eldest son embezzled fertile land, local families and people seized profits, and the evidence was conclusive..."

Speaking of this, Changhou Fan smiled bitterly and said, "It's really funny that the 'crime is conclusive'. The latter two should be true, but if Zhang Julu leaked the test questions, I'm afraid everyone will find it absurd. No matter what the truth is, plus the Han family tragedy that implicated the old master's assistant, this is another death."

Changhou Fan clenched his fists and rested his knees, vaguely angry, "It's fine, there is a case of affair with the border army among the ten major crimes. Who is the affair with an affair? He tilted the taxes of half of the state to build an eastern front to defend Beimang. That was the outline of the country set by the late emperor. What crime did Zhang Julu have for his crime?"

Huang Longshi shook his head and said, "This crime is the most obscure. You guessed it wrong. This one is not Gu Jiantang, but is talking about Beiliang. Of course, there is also the meaning of hitting hundreds of thousands of border soldiers in the north behind Gu Jiantang. After Zhang Julu took power, he seemed to try his best to suppress the Xu family in Beiliang every step, but in fact it was all an external phenomenon. The benefits that Beiliang border should get have not been reduced. If someone else is the prime minister, the court may be in chaos, but at least Beiliang will be even more uncomfortable. This is Zhang Julu's price to lose the relationship between the king and the ministers, and exchange for a hidden stability for the northwest of the dynasty. Of course, this is a death."

Changhou Fan was stunned, then stood up and bowed heavily to the north.

Huang Longshi sneered, "Do you think that Biyan'er shouldn't die? Don't look at the current situation where countless people seem to be the fall of the prime minister, secretly applauding, in fact, the real discerning people, especially scholars like you who think from the bottom of your heart, who think that "the people are the most important and the king is the least" are gritting their teeth. Do you think that everyone was scolding Xu Crack at that time, but everyone was really hating Beiliang? Biyan'er, Tantanweng, Gu Jiantang, Yan Zhenchun, Lu Baijie, Lu Shengxiang, Xu Gong, etc., are they really only hatred and respectful? You must know that at that time, Xu Xiao took Beiliang's personal horses and rode south in armor and led the border to block Xu Fengnian's direct general Cai Nan, with a total of 60,000 people. Facing that old lame man, let alone to say he would be

After a battle, he knelt down with conviction and said, "The Last General Meeting King of Beiliang" clearly, which many soldiers heard clearly. Not only did he, Cai Nan, the general who was highly expected by the court to compress the living space of Beiliang, all had the same thoughts. He regarded the vision of General Xu Xiao as a great honor in his life, but in the end, he became Xu Xiao instead of Gu Jiantang to inspect the Gu family's cavalry. The civil officials in the temple privately spoke indignant, but the military soldiers from all over Liyang did not feel any embarrassment. Xu Xiao deserves such a domineering and domineering. Zhang Julu has silently remembered it in his heart, and it is also worthy of Biyan'er. Therefore, this is Biyan'er's death again!"

Huang Longshi picked up a piece from the chess box expressionlessly and said softly: "The prince Zhao Zhuan has no good feelings for this chief minister. He once tried to make good things for Zhang Julu's youngest son Zhang Bianguan, but he was fruitless. He raised military generals in troubled times and ruled the civil officials in the world. This person was destined to be a literary emperor. However, in order to balance the civil and military affairs, the chess game that the former emperor Zhao Dun left behind the Shangshu's disciples and the three ministers under the Central Secretariat were hindered by each other. There would be more cabinet ministers than the present, but the civil officials must not have one. Zhao Zhuan wanted to sit firmly on the dragon throne, and Zhang Julu died again."

"Zhang Julu saw that things were farther than everyone else, and he was disgraced by himself, and he left no way out to remind future generations. Biyaner knew very well that the pattern of literati ruled the country in the future. If he did not punish the ritual of the doctor, he would be repeatedly mentioned by civil officials. Since the first year of Yonghui, the Secretariat of the Secretariat of the Secretariat of the Six Ministers, not even the Secretariat of the Secretariat was beheaded. If he followed the current trend, it would be even more difficult to die a literati after Li Yang. One of the signs of this is very interesting, that is, the corruption of the nobles of the royal family and the children of the nobles of the family, and some of them were more important to eat. However, after the poor scholars, they would be even more shameless and more hidden, Biyaner obviously knew this, so he wanted to die. But in my opinion, it would be useless to die a chief minister to treat the future generations of "the world wind is getting worse"."

"But because of this, Zhang Julu's death is the most admired by me, Huang Longshi."

"Emperor Zhao Dun wants him to die, but Zhang Julu is willing to die, and another death is the most helpless thing for scholars and the imperial family, but it is also the most romantic person who has a clear conscience among scholars."

Huanglongshi, who never fell on the chessboard with his fingers, no longer spoke, and had eaten salt, rice and radish.

Changhou Fan whispered: "Zhang Julu is nine dead."

Huang Longshi looked down at the chess game and asked with a smile: "It's said that one will die for a lifetime. Do you think Biyan'er still has a glimmer of life?"

Changhou Fan shook his head and said, "Everyone wants him to die, but he doesn't want to live, how can he live?"

Huang Longshi knocked the white chess on the Northeast chessboard and re-righted the position. Fan Changhou was very surprised. Master played against him and always made a move, let alone deliberately correct the position of the chess piece that had already been put on. Because Huang Longshi said that taking root will take place, things in the world have never been ruthless. Even if there is a elixir in the world, there is no medicine for regret. This made Fan Changhou, who was originally out of interest in the chess game, regained curiosity. When he was focusing on finding the answers, Huang Longshi bent down and reached out to grab a black chess from the chess box, looked at the west position on the chess board, drew a circle there, and said calmly: "Previously, you saw that I made this chess game in one go. Although the battle seemed to be in full swing, the black and white sides had extremely powerful killing, but it was actually ridiculous and it was very likely that it had nothing to do with the overall situation."

Changhou Fan, who was sitting face to face with Huang Longshi, felt a thrill, looked down at the chess game, and asked one after another: "Is it a Liyang Beimang Confrontation?! Is this Beiliang? Beiliang has 300,000 cavalry, how can it be irrelevant to the overall situation? Master, I really can't figure it out, can I help my disciple solve my doubts?"

Huang Longshi threw the black chess back into the chess box and smiled and said, "How can you guess the next step of the Beimang Taiping Order with Fan Shi Duan? Don't waste your brains. You can't think of it even if you give it a hundred years. It's almost enough to play chess to have your skills. In the future, I'll think about how to win fame and fortune in the new dynasty game. The higher the chess power, the weaker it is."

Changhou Fan carefully looked at his master.

Huang Longshi smiled and said, "What you are talking about is that you ordinary people, your master and that Emperor Beimang are not among them."

Changhou Fan asked, "Where is Cao Changqing of Western Chu?"

Huang Longshi smiled and said, "Half and half. He knows it is impossible. He is just a fool. Cao Changqing is actually fighting for a breath for the rest of his life, which is meaningless."

A cry came from afar.

It seemed that he was mocking the old man for bragging and giving advice to the world. Huang Longshi was a little embarrassed. When Changhou saw his master being defeated, he wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh.

Huang Longshi stood up, walked to the little girl who was still flipping books, rubbed her head, and sighed with pain: "Daughter, don't cause trouble for that bronze man in the future, you can't kill him."

The old man picked up a book and walked to the side of the Beimang Bronze Master who was thrown by Qi Xuanzhen to the place of Guangling Road. However, he was soon squeezed between the two by the Hehe girl. Huang Longshi had to move his butt to the side, stretched out his palm to the book, and felt the remaining warmth of the sunlight, and said, "When I was young, I visited Qi Xuanzhen on the Demon-Slaying Platform. The great real man said that he would pick up his pen and write a book by himself, which was better than Qingfeng's book reader. I, Huang Longshi, didn't believe it or agree. Otherwise, this incident would be in vain."

The Bronze Master said nothing.

Huang Longshi turned around and asked, "How long will it take?"

The bronze master still looked straight ahead without any eyes.

I hope this patio in Sushu Pavilion will return to silence and silence.

Day after day, everyone in the world finally knew that the chief assistant of the dynasty Zhang Julu was dead and died in prison.

At that time, people remembered a damn but immortal old turtle, and seemed to have given a bad prophecy to the prime minister who was in full swing a long time ago.

"Sad New Year's Eve".

At that time, everyone suddenly realized that all the assertions of the big demon Huang Sanjia were fulfilled one by one.

On New Year's Eve, the moon is over, so it is connected to the beginning and end of the New Year.

The old year comes to this point and a new year is replaced.

On the New Year's Eve of the first year of Xiangfu, Xingzi Lane, both young and old, was lighting lamps to watch the New Year at night, and the same was true for the Fan family.

In front of Kuanxin Pavilion, Master Bronze Man stood in the middle of the courtyard and looked up at the sky.

The little girl and Changhou Fan sat on the stone steps.

The little girl has a stern face.

Changhou Fan looked like a child lowered his head and choked up.

During the day, the master patiently told him many things and truths for the first time, and told him the plans of several still-living staff members, the advantages and disadvantages of the Prince Zhao Zhuan of Liyang and the Prince Zhao Zhuan of Yanchi, and how he should support his junior brother Lu Xu, how he stood out from the bloody strangle of several major forces, and even told him how to succeed and retire. Finally, the master said something very inexplicable to him, just like a final conclusion from later history books: Fan Changhou, likes fame, abuses power and art, has a brilliant literary talent, is cruel inside but gentle outside, one of the six ministers of Liyang's revival, and has a good end and is posthumously named Wenzhen.

In the pavilion, the elderly man who was the only three major players in the Spring and Autumn Period held an oil lamp and walked quietly between the bookshelf. The wick gradually burned and shortened. As the New Year approached, the wick became shorter and shorter.

The lights are swaying and are about to go out.

Huang Longshi walked to the window, looked at the night sky, smiled freely, and whispered: "I'm very happy to meet you, Ye Baikui, Xu Xiao, Zhang Julu, Yuan Benxi, Li Yishan, Zhao Changling, Gu Jiantang, Nalan Youci, Huan Wen, Qi Yanglong, Cao Changqing, Li Donxin."

The old man raised the oil lamp, "Honor you, respect the spring and autumn, respect your golden swords and iron horses, respect your freehand style!"
Chapter completed!