Chapter 102
Zhang Jie cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Master, for the reminder; the student understands."
Although he, who had a golden finger, did not fear that Prime Minister Cai, who had immense power,
it was a favor for Li Gefei to remind him and help him, so he had to accept it.
After all, it was his duty not to help.
Li Gefei was very happy with Zhang Jie's quick understanding and laughed:
"It's good that you can understand."
After the business was finished, Li Gefei began to chat with Zhang Jie.
"Renjie, I heard that you have quite a bit of research on chess; how about we master and student play a game?"
Li Gefei, who also had a hobby of playing chess, invited.
Zhang Jie remained humble: "The student only has a little bit of knowledge; I hope Master can teach me."
Fan Bailing, the chess demon who had already lost hundreds of times in the Heaven-Dependent World and had never won once: "..."
Fan Bailing: It turns out I played chess for a lifetime and didn't even get the basics...
Under Li Gefei's instruction, a servant soon brought a chessboard and two boxes of chess pieces.
"Renjie, you hold the white pieces."
Li Gefei generously pushed the box containing the white pieces in front of Zhang Jie.
Looking at the white pieces in front of him, Zhang Jie's eyes were strange:
According to the conventional rules, the player holding the white pieces moves first.
And in Go, the first move represents a lead.
Li Gefei believed his words and intended to give him a move!
Zhang Jie pinched a white piece uncertainly:
"Master, are you sure?"
Li Gefei nodded heavily: "Renjie, you take the first move."
He had been playing Go for decades and considered himself a master, if not a national player,
so defeating Zhang Jie, this young man, should be easy, right?
Seeing Li Gefei so insistent on finding abuse, Zhang Jie had no choice but to fulfill his wish.
Step.
Zhang Jie placed a white piece on the chessboard.
"Sure enough, he is still a young man."
Looking at the position where Zhang Jie placed the piece, Li Gefei was very happy in his heart.
The position Zhang Jie placed was not the Tian Yuan, which was almost like admitting defeat, but it was a corner.
In Go, there has always been the saying "gold corner, silver edge, grass belly."
Although the silver edge is good, it is far inferior to the gold corner that can attack and defend.
Click.
Li Gefei, feeling that victory was in his hands, placed a piece with full confidence.
Click!
The second after Li Gefei finished placing the piece, Zhang Jie placed another one.
"Young people are still a bit unable to hold their breath."
A smile appeared on Li Gefei's face.
For masters, every piece must be carefully considered.
Not only do they have to think about their own path, but they also have to think about the opponent's path.
Click.
After careful consideration, Li Gefei made his second move.
Click.
Zhang Jie placed another piece.
Time passed little by little, and after placing more than ten pieces,
Li Gefei pinched a piece with two fingers but couldn't place it no matter what.
"Dead end, dead end!"
Cold sweat the size of beans seeped out of Li Gefei's forehead, and the piece in his hand was also soaked with sweat.
At this time on the chessboard, his black pieces had been completely surrounded by Zhang Jie's white pieces and could not move.
Unlike the anxious and indecisive Li Gefei, Zhang Jie was very leisurely.
"Eh? Why is someone peeking?"
Suddenly, Zhang Jie's ears moved slightly, and he discovered that there was an extra breath behind the living room.
Zhang Jie narrowed his eyes and took that breath into his ears.
"The breathing sound is relatively shallow, and the gas exchange volume at one time is relatively small."
"Well, it's probably a maid or something."
After confirming that the person peeking was not old, Zhang Jie didn't care.
Seeing Li Gefei delaying to place, with a posture of wanting to consume until the end of time, Zhang Jie gave him a step:
"Master, how about we call this game a draw?"
Li Gefei shook his head and said frankly:
"I am not someone who can't afford to lose; I lost this game."
After speaking, he put down the piece in his hand that had already been soaked with sweat.
"Hoo!"
Li Gefei, who put down the piece, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very relaxed.
But before he could relax for long, a deep sense of fatigue came over him.
He didn't want to do anything now; he just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep well.
Li Gefei, who knew he was overworked, sighed:
"Old, old, when I was young, I could play chess for a day and a night."
Zhang Jie naturally wouldn't expose Li Gefei's bottom:
"Master's chess skills are superb, and the student also feels extremely tired."
"Tired?"
Looking at Zhang Jie, who was still in high spirits, Li Gefei was a bit speechless.
Are young people nowadays so perfunctory to the elderly?
"However, being energetic is good!"
Not knowing what he thought of, a smile appeared on Li Gefei's face.
"Master, the student will take his leave."
Seeing Li Gefei's undisguised fatigue, Zhang Jie stood up to take his leave.
"I will see you off."
Li Gefei stood up holding the table.
"No need, no need."
Zhang Jie refused hurriedly.
The old man was typically overworked and had some hypoglycemia,
and if he accidentally fell while walking, it would probably be a big problem.
Li Gefei didn't insist anymore and let the servant send Zhang Jie away.
Led by the servant, Zhang Jie walked out of the Li Fu with big strides.
After Zhang Jie left, Li Gefei turned his head to look at the inner room and said angrily:
"Come out."
For a long while, there was no movement, as if it were Li Gefei's illusion.
"Zhao'er, still not coming out?"
Li Gefei increased his tone.
"Father, I didn't eavesdrop."
A playful and cute voice came from the inner room.
A young girl with bright eyes and white teeth jumped out of the inner room.
"Hey! Where do you think Yuan'er got the news from?"
Seeing the girl refusing to admit it, Li Gefei sneered.
"Ah?"
The girl was surprised.
"What! So it was a conspiracy of yours, Father."
The girl shook Li Gefei's arm and acted like a spoiled child.
"Haha."
Li Gefei stroked his beard and laughed triumphantly.
Young people still want to fight with him?
Little did they know the principle that ginger is still old and spicy.
"Zhao'er, what do you think?"
Li Gefei asked softly after laughing.
"What do you think?"
The girl blinked her innocent big eyes, as if she didn't know anything.
"Cough, cough."
Seeing the girl trying to muddle through, Li Gefei had to point it out:
"What do you think of this student of mine?"
"Very good."
The girl replied directly.
She had seen Zhang Jie's behavior of playing chess with her father just now,
and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was quick-witted, gentle as jade, and knew how to advance and retreat.
"What do you think about letting Renjie be your husband?"
Seeing that there was a play, Li Gefei asked.
"Husband?"
The girl's jade-like cheeks instantly flushed.
Zhang Jie's tall and straight figure, like a jade tree in the wind, appeared in her mind.
After a while, the girl said in a voice like a fly:
"Everything, everything is up to Father."
Her voice was so small that if Li Gefei hadn't listened carefully, he probably wouldn't have heard it at all.
"Haha!"
Li Gefei laughed heartily upon hearing this.
He knew that this matter was already more than half done.
The reason he looked at Zhang Jie differently during the provincial examination and appointed him as Jieyuan
was because the articles Zhang Jie wrote were really too much to his liking,
almost as if he had written them himself.
Zhang Jie: Understand the dimensionality reduction strike after the transmigrator knows the life of the character~
And after seeing Zhang Jie's age, his appreciation in his heart became even stronger.
Such a talented, idealistic, and ambitious young man would definitely have a boundless future.
Thinking that there was still a daughter at home who was unmarried, he had the idea of recruiting Zhang Jie as a son-in-law.
Accusation from Zhang Jie: I regard you as a mentor, but you covet my body; you are base!
Today, he specifically revealed the information of Zhang Jie's arrival to the daughter's maid, Yuan'er,
just to let his daughter observe Zhang Jie in secret.
If she likes him, naturally everyone is happy.
If she really doesn't like him, he won't force it.
Now that his daughter is in this state, clearly having secretly promised her heart to Zhang Jie, he naturally supports it.
As for the information he collected, Zhang Jie has a maid, Pan Jinlian, who has a close relationship with him?
What's the big deal about this?
There are many men with three wives and four concubines.
A maid is just a maid; she won't threaten the status of his daughter as the legitimate wife.
After finishing the business, Li Gefei's attention shifted to the chess game just now:
"Zhao'er, come quickly and analyze this chess game for Father, and see where the vitality is."
"The chess game he left behind." The girl also became interested when she heard it,
and the scene of Zhang Jie playing chess with her father just now had been firmly engraved in her mind.
The girl looked at the interlocking pieces,
but the white pieces representing Zhang Jie completely occupied the upper hand, and she fell into deep thought.
Li Gefei had full confidence in his daughter:
His daughter was a talented woman who wrote "Ru Meng Ling."
As the two began to think about the chess game, for a time,
the whole living room became quiet, with only the sound of their breathing.
Zhang Jie didn't know that such a thing related to him had happened in the Li Fu after he left.
He was planning to take advantage of the time to have a good tour of Bianliang!
With excellent foot strength, he first went to see the busy water and land traffic of the Bian River and Rainbow Bridge,
and then came to the street where shops stood in great numbers and pedestrians rubbed shoulders to experience the prosperity.
Walking into the street, all kinds of hawking sounds were endless.
"Selling steamed buns! Fresh out of the pot, steaming hot buns!"
"Wonton, wonton with big fillings and thin skin!"
"Candied haws, sweet candied haws!"
In addition to the small vendors hawking along the street, various open shops also stood in great numbers,
and many waiters were enthusiastically greeting the guests coming and going.
Most of the guests coming and going also had rosy complexions, and although their clothes were not brand new,
most of them had no patches, clearly living a not-so-bad life.
Swish.
Zhang Jie opened the fan he carried and fanned himself.
"Such prosperity should not be destroyed in the hands of a few idiots."
Zhang Jie narrowed his eyes.
Together with insects like Emperor Huizong and Emperor Qinzong of Song, how can the Great Song be managed well?
"Niu Er is coming, retreat quickly!"
"What? The Street-Cleaning Tiger is coming? Everyone run!"
Suddenly, a commotion came from the street ahead,
and a group of small vendors rolled up their goods and fled in panic.
For a time, the street, which had just been lively and prosperous, became chaotic.
End of Chapter
