Nightfall Chapter 72: In the academy, it is better to have Sangsang
.. The exclamation of the Southern Jin chess master also caused some commotion outside the Qiuting.
Anyone who can play chess, even if he has only learned a little, must have heard the name of Master Dongming. In the vicinity of Lanke Temple where chessboard powerhouses are born, he is the only recognized as the top master of Washan for more than 100 years. Even in the world, he is also the most outstanding figure. .
When Master Dongming was a young monk, he had already demonstrated his supreme wisdom in chess, and was responsible for guarding the last stage of Washan's three games for more than ten years. When he was middle age, he suddenly disappeared for some reason. Without a trace, I heard that it has long passed away, but in the hearts of chess players in the world, he is still the most legendary figure.
The Nanjin chess master looked at the old monk in the pavilion, thinking about how many chess players regarded this old monk as the ancestor, his body trembled uncontrollably, and said with a trembling: "Are you still alive?"
The old monk gave him a surprised look and said, "I didn't expect anyone in the world to recognize me?"
The Nanjin chess master finally calmed down a bit, and hurriedly knelt on the futon to pay respects. He respectfully said: "Students have been watching the portrait of Patriarch in the dojo since they were young, so they know."
The old monk sighed and said: "Back in the Southern Jin Dynasty, I played a game of chess with Xiao Yu, but he never thought he would remember it all the time."
Listening to the master mentioned his teacher, the Nanjin chess master did not dare to interject, but after all he could not suppress the question in his mind, and asked: "Master, why have you disappeared for so many years?"
After a moment of silence, the old monk said: "Many years ago, a young man came to Lanke Temple with amazing chess power and swept all monks in the temple. So I went to Washan and played three chess games against him. One, in the third endgame, I had a dispute with him because of the different algorithms for a certain serial robbery."
"The young man was extremely proud. He was probably anxious, so his words became more and more awkward. At that time, I moved in anguish for some reason, and the devil slapped him in the palm. The young man vomited blood. He scolded me. Shamelessly, I left with bitterness. Afterwards, I meditated on the matter of the day and found that his algorithm was correct. I couldn't help but remorse the heart, and I was instructed by the elders of Qishan, so I stayed away from the chessboard and lived in seclusion. Resolve the regret of the year."
The Southern Jin chess master was shocked when he heard this.
His conceited chess skill is amazing. The chaotic game next to Tiger Yuejian was also hard for him, but he would never think he could beat Master Dongming on the chessboard. Even if the opponent hasn't touched the chessboard for many years, he still has no chance of winning, but he can tell when the master's middle-aged chess power is the most powerful. Someone can share his equals!
Who was the boy in those days?
The Southern Jin chess master silently calculated the time, and a legendary name he most admired gradually came to mind.
Only in front of Master Dongming, he naturally inconvenient to say the name, and then asked: "Why did the master come out again this time to preside over the Washan chess game?"
The old monk looked at the draper quietly, did not speak, but had already answered.
Sangsang is naturally the one who can bring this grandmaster of chess back into the world.
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The chessboard is big, and the chess pieces are also big. It was necessary to use a specially made wooden fork to transport the chess pieces to the place where he wanted to drop. Ning Que wanted to help, but Sangsang refused.
Looking at her preoccupied appearance, she actually forgot to cough, and her spirits were even better, so Ning Que was relieved. He concentrated on seeing the situation on the chessboard through the gaps in the curtain, even though he understood too much.
The Nanjin chess master can understand, but now he is much quieter than next to the tiger's leaping stream, no longer jumping up and down like that, but sitting on the futon in a regular manner. Seeing that Luozi was quiet and silent, he looked very honest.
He doesn't think Sangsang can beat Master Dongming. Even if there is no possibility at all, he thinks that today's game of chess is more like a guided chess game that he played with the empress in the court.
Because chess is definitely not a simple calculation. What is needed at the highest depths is wisdom, experience, and even an elusive feeling. No matter how subtle the endgame is, it is alive. When the game is played, the person on the opposite side of the board is alive. Sang is a man of heavenly calculation, able to forcefully crack the Luan Ke endgame with incredible calculation ability, and how can he figure out the thoughts in his opponent's heart, especially an unfathomable chess player like Master Dong Ming.
However, the development of the chess game is completely different from the imagination of the Southern Jin chess masters.
The black and white chess pieces on the big chessboard in Qiuting gradually increased, but they still maintained a balance of power.
The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty confirmed that it was not because of the decline of Master Dongming’s old age and physical weakness, because the white chess moves more delicately than the chess book he had seen in the dojo, and the configuration seems to be like momentum. The antelope hangs its horns, and there is no trace at all. It is really a good fortune. Where is the chess way that can be calculated?
Under such circumstances, the chess game maintains a balance of power, so it only shows one thing, Sangsang, who holds black chess, is not inferior to Master Dongming in terms of chess level!
In the eyes of the chess masters of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the way of black chess at this time is completely different from that of Master Dong Ming. It is purely based on incredible and rigorous calculations. When the rigor is reached to the extreme, there is no longer any The loopholes gradually exudes a completely natural feeling!
When the black chess dropped the first move, it seemed that after a hundred moves, the clues in it were hidden in the ethereal path, which ordinary people could not imagine. What is even more shocking is that the black chess is in the middle. Above the on-the-spot competition, it is so ruthless and tough, as if heaven descended into the world!
When the Nanjin chess master saw Master Dongming’s white chess, he felt as if he had melted into the three-spring scenery, warm and beautiful and did not want to wake up. When watching Sangsang’s black chess, he felt as if he had come to the winter waterfall. Before, I watched the cold water splashing on the snow-covered cliffs, and felt the beauty and pain soberly, but I wanted to leave but couldn't bear it.
It was warm in spring and cold in winter, and in front of a waterfall on the lake, the Southern Jin chess master looked at such a chess game with extreme joy and joy, as if a practitioner had eaten Tongtian pills, and felt that his body became light and light. , May float to the pavilion at any time, the beauty seems to be out of the world!
While moving his gaze between the black and white chess pieces, he occasionally wakes up and can't help but feel a little puzzled when he sees the black chess pieces. He always feels that this killing style is a bit familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.
He thought that he was probably shocked by the reappearance of Master Dongming, so he was a little dazed. When he saw a good thing, he always felt familiar with it. He felt where he had seen it before, and then forgot about it.
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In the autumn pavilion, the black and white chess pieces on the big chess board are getting denser.
The two colors of black and white actually gave birth to a feeling of blending and coexistence on the chessboard, which seemed perfect and steady. The chess master of the Southern Jin Dynasty stared at the chessboard in a daze, already forgetting where he was.
Although he is not a practitioner. But vaguely saw what he understood.
People who know chess outside Qiuting are no exception. The chessboard in the pavilion is large enough for them to see clearly. However, at this time, no one in the quiet crowd pays attention to the details of this game.
People saw the alternation of night and day, saw the early morning and the dusk, which kept rotating in this world, and then they heard the bells in the morning and the drums in the twilight.
In the morning and evening. A sense of peace and harmony gradually emerged. Where is the heart to win.
The autumn breeze is blowing, and the birds in the mountains and forests behind the pavilion are singing softly, and the cold insects are silent.
The Southern Jin chess master did not know when his eyes were wet.
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I don't know how long has passed.
"The only thing I hate in my life is that I have never seen Master Dongming play against Master Song Qian. I saw this game of chess with my own eyes, and there is no regret for dying on the spot. The rest of my life is satisfied."
The Nanjin chess master gave a big gift to the old monk and said: "Thank you, Master."
Then he turned around and bowed down to the curtain, and said sincerely: "Thank you girl, let me know that there are people with wisdom in the world. Where can I be your teacher, I just want to worship the girl."
Sangsang said with some shame: "I rarely win in the mountains. Where can I be qualified to accept apprentices."
Listening to this, the Nanjin chess master's body trembles slightly, thinking of her previous style of chess, she feels familiar. Unable to think of an impossible possibility, he tremblingly asked: "Dare to ask a girl...but learn chess with Master Song Qian?"
Sangsang shook his head in a daze.
Ning Que frowned slightly. Although the name was unfamiliar, it did seem to have been heard somewhere.
The old monk looked at the curtain and asked with concern: "How good is Mr. Song in the college?"
Listening to these words, Ning Que finally remembered. When Houshan issued winter clothes last year, the young scholar from the second brother's family once reported a name called Song Qian. Isn’t that...
"Are you talking about Brother Five?"
Ning Que's voice spread outside the pavilion, and people were shocked and talked about it. Only then did they know that the Southern Jin chess sage Master Song Qian had been practicing on the second floor of the academy these years, and they couldn't help but awe and yearn for the academy.
The Southern Jin chess master looks stupid. It took a long time to wake up and screamed. Yelled: "I'm going to the academy! I'm going to the academy! I'm going to see Master Song Qian!"
Ning Que didn't expect at all that the unkempt and neurotic fifth senior brother at the back of the college who was so obsessed with chess that he often forgot to eat, was so famous in the world that he could not help being stunned.
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The game in the autumn pavilion is over, and the two sides have the same chess momentum. No one has the heart to destroy the perfect harmony of the black two-color, and even thinks that even counting the numbers is a kind of blasphemy. Therefore, if there is no number of numbers, there is naturally no victory. negative.
Master Dongming’s previous regretful expression has disappeared, as if something is connected, he looked at Sangsang through the curtain, smiled and said: “Black and white are separated, it’s up to you. If you want to choose black, it’s black. , If you want to choose white, choose white, just look at what you think, there is no difference between life and chess game."
Then he stood up, looked at the sea monk outside the pavilion and the abbot of Lanke Temple, and said slowly: "Since the junior brother has sealed the Luanke Bureau next to Jian, then I have also blocked this game, if there is Guests who want to go up the mountain, don’t stop them."
The sea monk was surprised, and asked inexplicably: "Why is this?"
Master Dongming said: "Is it possible to play a game of chess with such an opponent, to be able to play such a game, and then as the last game of life, is there a more perfect ending than this?"
The people outside the Qiuting Pavilion were shocked. They thought that the chaotic game by the stream side had been closed, and the second chess game in Qiuting became the last game. Could it be that the legendary Washan three game became the last one today? ?
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The black carriage drove slowly to the top of the mountain.
Ning Que thought about the previous chess game in the Qiuting, but after all he could not hold back, and asked, "Who won?"
Sangsang said: "I should have won a few pieces, but black has the advantage."
Ning Que was startled, then laughed.
Then he said with emotion: “It’s no wonder that Brother Five said that the monk in Lanke Temple had a game of chess. I am back with a **** fight."
Several days ago.
At the back of the academy, the people saw off Ning Que and Sangsang.
At that time, the five seniors looked at Sangsang and said cheerfully: "Sangsang's understanding of chess is far better than the younger juniors, and the important task of maintaining the first in the world of chess in the academy...I will leave it to you."
The academy is number one in the world, whether it is chess, piano or calligraphy, it is the number one in the world.
It's just to maintain this world number one, but it's not easy.
But as Brother Five had eagerly expected.
Today, Sangsang did it.
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(Ten minutes late, I wrote a few hundred more words, otherwise it’s not fun, haha, um, ah, don’t you vote for a monthly pass?) To be continued..
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