The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 86: Great and painful victory and defeat
At the top of the peak, He Guo Gong leaned against the railing, leaning forward very strongly, as if he wanted to see the picture in the pavilion more clearly.
The official looked at the picture very worried, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but saw that his face was full of shock and incredible emotion.
It seems that this chess game has already been decided, but who has won?
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In the Sanqing Temple, Chanzi stood in front of the threshold, looking at the new mountain after the rain, with a gratified smile on his face.
Behind him, the Taoist had finished playing the chess, but he didn't see where he finally fell.
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The atmosphere in the palace is a bit tense, and the eunuchs are conducting a final check on the imperial court.
It will not take long to fly from the palace to Qipanshan, but the preparations for the trip are too troublesome.
What's more troublesome is that the mouth of the lower reaches of the Zhuohe River suddenly collapsed last night. His Majesty called a temporary meeting, which delayed a lot of time.
The gate of the palace opened, and the prime minister and the minister of engineering who were urgently called into the palace had not yet come out, and a bright yellow flashed before people's eyes.
The imperial court, which was half a foot quietly hanging on the ground, sank slightly. The eunuchs knew that his majesty was already seated, they were relieved, and they were ready to go out.
In their impression, the game between chess masters has always taken a lot of time. At this time, it should be too late to get to Qipanshan.
There was a sudden movement at the gate of the palace in the distance. An **** ran over with light smoke on his feet, knelt down in front of the imperial court, and whispered a few words.
A meaningful laugh came from the imperial court, followed by a clear voice.
"Since the outcome is divided, let's go to the imperial concubine palace."
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Four imperial concubines have been sealed in the palace. Two imperial concubines have died of their lives and lie in the Tanglin, and another imperial concubine is very old and rarely appears.
Now when it comes to the imperial concubine empress, she is naturally the concubine Hu, who is so favored by the emperor.
Hu Guifei has already finished her dressing up and is waiting for her will at any time.
His Majesty has not forgotten what he promised her, and when he decided to go to Qipanshan to watch chess, he was informed of her.
This kind of petting is indeed rare in the palace, but there is no complacency on her face, but rather anxious.
Your Majesty went down to Mei Hui to watch chess and was persuaded by her, because she wanted to see Jing Jiu being humiliated by Tong Yan or other chess masters.
The development of things was more beautiful than she thought, and Jing Jiu met Tong Yan at the beginning.
What happened next was beyond her imagination.
She kept walking in front of the window, not in the mood to look at the Begonia flowers outside the window, and said to herself: "What the **** is going on, why haven't you lost?"
For some reason, she suddenly didn't want to go to Qipanshan.
A court lady hurriedly walked in and said: "Your Majesty is coming."
Hu Guifei looked slightly startled, and said, "Aren't you going to Qipanshan?"
The maid gave her a hesitant look and said: "That chess game is over..."
Hu Guifei is known for her innocence and straightforwardness, but she is also extremely intelligent. Seeing the love of the palace goddess, she guessed the result and cried out in shock: "How is this possible?"
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Tong Yan's white chess didn't finally land on the chessboard, but gently put it back in the chess urn.
The outcome is divided.
It was quiet.
The sound of rain dripping from the eaves of the pavilion is a bit thrilling.
With a hum, the crowd exploded.
It’s not a discussion, because people don’t know what to say or how to comment on this game and the final result.
Those sounds are interjections or onomatopoeia.
Tong Yan is recognized as the strongest chess player in the world, and even in the eyes of many people, including the scholars of Guo, he is already the strongest chess player in the past and present.
Today he lost to Jing Jiu.
Who can not be shocked?
Looking at the two people in the pavilion, He Zhan's emotions were a bit complicated, and then he gathered his mind and bowed in salute.
Quiniang and Shangjiulou also saluted.
About half of the people present saluted the seemingly ordinary low pavilion.
They are expressing their respect and gratitude.
Thank you Jing Jiu and Tong Yan for playing this game.
Gu Yuanyuan finally woke up at this time. Looking at the surrounding movement, he asked a little dazedly: "The result came out? Who won?"
Without waiting for someone to answer, he shook his head and murmured: "Who can beat them..."
He was in a trance at this time, but he had a certain idea in his heart.
People like Jing Jiu and Tong Yan are invincible on the chessboard.
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There is no expression on Tong Yan's immature face, it looks very dull, I don't know how he feels now.
Jing Jiu is still so calm, and doesn't seem to regard this as too important.
Notice the details, Bai Zao showed a strange color in his eyes, and then unexpectedly found that Guo Dong had left for some time.
The Zhongzhou school disciples around Bai Zao were very disappointed. They never thought that Senior Brother Tong Yan would lose.
However, the outcome on the chessboard is so clear that the brother has already put down the white chess.
No excuse, no other reason, just lost.
Xiang Wanshu is the saddest.
In name, he is Tong Yan's younger brother, but in fact, whether in practice or chess, he was taught by Tong Yan himself.
Senior brother lost, which made him unacceptable for a while.
He thought of Haizhou City a year ago.
At that four-sea banquet, he said a few words, and then he drew a retort from the girl in the hat.
Why is there such a game of chess? It should have started from that moment.
Thinking of this, he felt so sorry and even more sad, and subconsciously looked at somewhere.
Zhao Layue stood there.
Her eyes fell in the pavilion.
Xiang Wanshu knew that she must be watching Jing Jiu.
She wets her temples and smiles slightly.
Pears bring rain, which is pity.
Li Uwaki smiled, how could she not be lovable?
Xiang Wanshu saw admiration and closeness on her face.
He is even more sad.
In addition to Zhao Layue, many people are watching Jing Jiu.
He sits quietly, his expression is indifferent, the slightly damp black looks a little messy, but it makes his face not add a sense of beauty, like a fairy.
People have a feeling.
He is sitting here, but outside the world.
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Tong Yan got up and walked to the side of the fence.
He looked at the scenery outside the mountain, quietly watching for a while.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and raised his head.
Close your eyes, naturally it is not that your eyes are higher than the top.
His eyebrows are a little sparse.
The rain slowly trickled down, gliding over the corner of his eyes and slightly pale and tender face.
People looked away from Jing Jiu, looked at Tong Yan's back, and were silent.
Tong Yan lost, but he was worthy of anyone's respect for playing a game that changed the color of the world.
People are waiting for him to say something.
Today's chess game is destined to become the most famous and legendary chess game in history.
At this time, every sentence and every action between him and Jing Jiu will be recorded.
I don't know how long it took before Tong Yan finally spoke.
He didn't turn around, didn't open his eyes, and didn't speak up and down sentences from his lips, with an indescribable bluntness.
"If you can play such a game, you have no regrets in this life. What else can you not be satisfied with?"
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Hearing this sentence, people have a lot of admiration.
Deserving to be a childlike son, with demeanor and heart, the love and respect for chess is still so heartbreaking.
But people didn't expect that what Tong Yan wanted to say was behind.
"But how can it be satisfied?"
Tong Yan's voice trembled very hard to detect.
There is pain to be suppressed with great perseverance in it.
This is the real pain.
"I still lost~ IndoMTL.com~ When I wrote, I remembered that Federer and Natto had five games at Wimbledon that year.
Yes, great.
But, I lost.
Of course it’s painful, of course we must cry.
By the way, among the few good things last year, the revival of cows is a very important part, thank him.
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