First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 373 Koi Jiaojiao (two more)

  This sound is terrible!

  The emperor felt the trembling from the soul! If it weren't for him to be too old and unable to fall, I'm afraid he could throw himself out together!

  The Queen Mother Zhuang went into the emperor’s study hurriedly.

  Thanks to Gu Jiao's more than a year of recuperation, her body bones are really much stronger than before, and she has a lot of black hair growing on her head.

  She sat down on the chair opposite the desk, raised her legs, and looked straight at the emperor.

  The emperor frowned when she looked at her banditry: "What happened to the mother afterwards?"

"It's okay, just come and see you!" Empress Dowager Zhuang said lightly, and realized that she was perfunctory in her attitude. She was afraid that this kind of acting would be to deduct fruit. She paused and grinned, "Let’s take a look. Hong Er."

  The emperor got goosebumps all over the place!

  In order to give full play to her soul-like acting skills, Queen Mother Zhuang asked Duke Qin to guard the door. At this time, there were only two people in the study.

  Queen mother Zhuang shaking her legs, don't look at the emperor deeply, like seeing five walking candied fruit.

  Thinking about this, Queen Mother Zhuang felt that the emperor was more pleasing to the eye.

  Emperor: Why do I feel that the eyes of the queen looking at me are wrong?

Queen Mother Zhuang decided to care about her preserves...Uh no, son, she rarely smiled and said softly, "Have you eaten? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Are you dressed warmly? How are you going? Have difficulty talking to the queen mother."

  Emperor: "..."

Empress Dowager Zhuang really cared for the emperor. Not only that, she also accompanied (forced) the emperor to have lunch, invited (forced) to (forced) the emperor to visit the Imperial Garden, and ensured that everyone in the Sixth Palace knew that she was again today. A loving mother.

   Then she went back to Renshou Palace in a leisurely manner.

   "Where is Jiaojiao?" she asked Duke Qin.

  Qin Gonggong smiled and said, "Girl Gu is out of the palace."

   Queen Mother Zhuang's face sank: "What about the candied fruit of Aijia?"

  Duke Qin shrank his neck: "Take it, take it away..."

  The Queen Mother Zhuang turned black for a second!

  But said that Gu Jiao didn't go back to the hospital immediately after leaving the palace. Recently, there was a new doctor in the hospital. She didn't have to go to the hospital every day. It was really convenient for her to do her own thing.

  She ran out of saltpetre and planned to find some nitrate soil to come back, but it was a pity that this kind of thing was extremely difficult to buy in the market.

  Gu Jiao walked down the street, touching her chin with a pensive expression on her face.

   "Doll!"

  Suddenly a voice stopped her.

  Gu Jiao's steps stopped, she turned her head weirdly, and saw the old beggar who had played chess with herself a few times, trotting all the way towards her.

   "It's really you!" The old beggar came to Gu Jiao and said with a smile, "I just yelled when I saw that the back looked quite alike."

  Gu Jiao snorted and said, "This is not Liuxu Street, why are you here?"

  If she remembers correctly, the old man was all around Liuxu Street, and here was almost Xuanwu Street.

   "Oh, don't I just go around here!" said the old man.

  He holds a broken begging bowl in his hand, and carries a basket on his back like Gu Jiao, but his basket is also in tatters.

  Gu Jiao: "Oh."

  The old beggar lowered his face and said, "Wah, why haven't you come to play chess for several days?"

   "Am I not saving you money?" Gu Jiao said without embarrassment.

  The old beggar twitched his mouth, as if the little black-hearted man who was only willing to pay for the next ten taels of silver was not you!

  Gu Jiao said: "Then you can turn around, I'll go first."

  The old beggar grabbed her: "Hey-don't you play chess?"

  Is it easy for him to catch this little baby?

  Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows lightly: "Do you have any money?"

  The old beggar held the bowl on his hips, with a distressed look on his face: "Do you have the heart to squeeze my old man!"

  Gu Jiao nodded: "Yeah!"

  Old beggar: "..."

  The old beggar took off his back basket and stuffed it with Gu Jiao. The broken bowl that was never used was also stuffed with Gu Jiao: "My stall is over there. You look at the stall for me. I'll be back in a while."

  Uh...you beg for a meal and have a stall?

  Long knowledge.

  The old beggar left in a hurry after the explanation. Gu Jiao saw him entering an alley. There was a chess club in that alley, where Gu Jiao had been to the doctor.

  Gu Jiao didn't say anything, she took the old beggar's things to the so-called stall and squatted down blankly.

  The small body squatted there, with a broken bowl in front of him, looking pitiful.

  She doesn’t dress like a beggar, but the more noble person is, the more pitiful she is. After all, who doesn’t want to show her face these days? It's not that the family can't survive, so how can a girl's family beg along the street?

  Everyone cast sympathetic glances at Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao didn’t feel that she was attracted by the chess game that the old beggar left on the ground. This chess game was different from the one she had broken. It was very weird, but it couldn’t be said to be strange.

  She started to calculate the position of each chess piece in her mind.

  哐哐!

  A copper plate was thrown into the broken bowl in front of her.

  Gu Jiao did not raise her head and continued to play chess.

  哐哐!

  Someone passed by and threw a copper plate inside.

  Gu Jiao still didn't look up, and concentrated on breaking the game.

  She finally knew what was wrong with this chess game, so murderous.

  How hostile is the person who created this game? Although it is said that the two chess pieces are fighting each other in the game, it is too rare to be killed like this.

   Gu Jiao was obsessed with the chess game, and did not notice that there were many more copper plates in the bowl.

  If the old beggar knew that he would not be able to ask for a few copper plates all day long, and Gu Jiao would have a bowl full without doing anything, and he would probably vomit blood.

  "Young Master, look!"

  On the second floor of a tea house obliquely behind Gu Jiao, the gray-clothed guard opened the window, half of his body leaned out of the window, and pointed to Gu Jiao in front of him.

  The man also leaned out his body, looked in the direction of the grey guard’s fingers, slapped his fan, and said, “What’s so good about a little beggar?”

  The gray-clothed guard hurriedly said, "It's not the son, it's her!"

  The man asked: "Which is she?"

  The gray-clothed guard said anxiously: "The little girl with that little monk!"

  The man paused with his hand playing with the folding fan: "The one who blew you up with the black fireball?"

   "Yes, my son, that's her!" The gray guard scratched his head, "Strange, why did she come out to beg?"

  The man hooked his lips meaningfully: "Go, go and see."

  The gray guard closed the window and followed the man.

   "What are you here for?" the man asked angrily.

  The guard in gray clothes said: "Didn't the son say to go and have a look?"

  The man snorted coldly: "I went to see it, but I didn't let you see it. Was it not enough to be exposed last time?"

  The gray-clothed guard curled his lips, and left in the wing unwillingly.

  The man wore a crescent-white robe, a dark blue gauze robe, and a jade belt around his waist.

  Gu Jiao gave the old beggar a space in the stall. People came and went in front of him from time to time, but they would not stay here.

  The light above Gu Jiao's head dimmed, she didn't care at first, and the shadow didn't go away for a long while, she raised her head slightly irritably.

  A graceful and handsome face came into view, with extremely deep eyebrows, a tall nose, light lip color, and a nice arc at the corners of the lips.

  Is this person of Huren blood?

   looks good.

  The man showed a smile: "Girl..."

  Gu Jiao: "You are blocking the light."

  Man: "..."

  Gu Jiao ignored him and continued to ponder the game of chess.

  The man touched the bridge of his nose curiously. He looks so good. How could a girl turn a blind eye to him?

  Is his hair messed up?

  Or is his face dirty?

   "Girl?"

  He called again.

  However, Gu Jiao ignored people at all.

  The man gave a step to the side, trying not to block Gu Jiao's light. By the way, he also took a look at what Gu Jiao was doing.

   turns out to be playing chess.

  It is a bit far-fetched to say that chess is actually a bit far-fetched. It is just a chessboard drawn obliquely with an old wooden board. The stones are used as chess pieces. Each piece is irregular. The black stone is just a drop of ink on the stone.

  The corner of the man's mouth twitched.

  Is this poor?

   Didn’t mean living in Bishui Hutong? It was near the Imperial College and had very high prices.

  Furthermore, he has seen the little monk's things, and he can sell any one of them at a high price. If you really can’t get through the days, just take the little monk’s things and sell it!

  Why beg along the street?

  Speaking of which, if you are so poor, will this girl play chess?

  The man just glanced at the board with the mentality that I can force you to point you if you can’t play.

  At first glance, there is not much feeling, only a little uncomfortable.

  He glanced again, third and fourth.

  His expression stopped.

No way? Did he read it wrong? How could he be here, on the streets of Zhaoguo... To be precise, he saw this chess game in the hands of a little beggar and a little girl?

Everyone knows that the Six Nations Chess Master Meng has created countless chess games in his lifetime. Among them, the eight games are the most famous, and few can crack them, especially the second game of the universe. It is said that the Crown Princess of Zhaoguo recently cracked the game of Kun, and became the crack of the Six Nations. The person with the most eight situations.

  But no one knows, Mr. Meng Lao actually has a set of chess games-six games of life and death!

  This is a forbidden game that no one can crack.

The reason why    is forbidden is that the six rounds of life and death are too murderous. Often the chess game has not been cracked, and the chess player is crazy first.

  He had the luck to see the first game of six games of life and death. Before driving himself crazy, he chose to give up. Unexpectedly, after a few years, he was able to see it again.

  Why is there nothing wrong with this girl?

  Looking at her, she looks very relaxed. Isn't she affected by the murderousness of the chess game?

  "You..." The man looked away from the game.

  Gu Jiao pointed to the broken bowl in front of her.

  The man was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand. He took out two gold ingots from his arms and put them in.

  Gu Jiao finally made sense of her: "Is something?"

  Sure enough, money can make ghosts grind, and silver can make people talk.

  The man patted the folding fan speechlessly, and said, "This game of chess...how do you feel?"

   "Well, it's interesting." Gu Jiao said.

  Have...meaning? That's it?

  "Don’t you find it difficult..."

  Received?

  "Well, it's a bit difficult." Gu Jiao admitted this.

  Men are all fascinated, am I asking you whether it is difficult? There is still a feeling behind!

  What kind of freak is this girl, how can she speak such a heavy game of murderously so lightly?

  No, he should be curious, isn’t it where this girl learned the game of chess?

  The Sixth Game of Life and Death is not like the Eight Big Game, which has been widely circulated in the Six Nations as early as the six kingdoms. They have been banned by the Yan Dynasty royal family, and ordinary people have never seen them.

  For a while, it is the black fire bead of the royal family of Yan, and for a while, Mr. Meng's life and death six games, what is the relationship between this girl and Yan?

   "Doll!"

  The old beggar came out from the alley holding the silver.

  The man didn't want to make more contact with people for the time being, so as not to leave a message that shouldn't be left, he turned around and went back to the teahouse.

  The old beggar came to Gu Jiao, squatted down, handed a bouquet of white flowers in front of Gu Jiao, smiled and said: "Look at the baby, I won!"

   Then he lowered his head and saw the broken bowl beside his feet. There were two golden ingots lying in the bowl!

  In addition to the pair of gold ingots, there are also many copper plates and broken silver.

  The old beggar was dumbfounded: "This, this...where did these come from?"

  Gu Jiao thought for a while, and Yun said lightly, “Um, passers-by gave it to you.”

  The old beggar looked at a bowl of gold, silver and copper plates, and then at the few sparse silver ingots in his hand, suddenly felt that the silver ingots were not fragrant!

  He was exhausted playing chess with a group of idiots, but he didn't make as much money as the baby squatted here for a while!

  Gu Jiao opened her mouth and wanted to ask him if he played chess?

  The old beggar raised his hand heartily: "Don't talk to me first, I need to calm down!"

  Too heartbreaking!

   "Hao Ba."

  Gu Jiao continued to squat by the side of the road, taking the chess pieces to draw circles.

  Suddenly, a very gorgeous carriage stopped in front of them.

  The curtain of the car was opened, and a fragrant wind hit, Gu Jiao itched her nose and sneezed!

  A female officer in a tender pink palace dress got off the carriage. She covered her nose with a veil, stopped at a place three steps away from the old beggar, and never stepped forward.

  She didn’t look at Gu Jiao, who was squatting on the ground. She looked condescendingly at the old beggar sitting on the side of the road, and said, “Your Excellency, my master would like to ask, please come with me to Qingfeng Tower.”

   "Don't go." The old beggar refused without thinking.

  The female official said: "I heard that you were driven out by Qinghuan Chess Club. Since then, you can't go to Qinghuan Chess Club to play chess. My master is very sorry for you when he heard this news."

  Gu Jiao just glanced at the old beggar. The old man was driven out by the chess club? No wonder a chess club was changed.

  The old beggar akimbo his hips and said, “It’s not that they kicked me out! It’s the old man who decided not to go to that kind of **** chess club again! Let me pretend to lose? Is there such an embarrassment!”

  This is not a big talk, it is the truth, he really doesn’t know how to lose to a group of rookies!

  The female officer took a lot of effort to keep her expression from breaking: "My master sincerely invites you to play against you. Please let me change your clothes and see my master in Qingfeng Tower."

  The old beggar said: "Seeing your master has to change clothes, who is your master? The emperor or the queen?"

  The female official said sternly: "The identity of the master of my family is inconvenient to disclose, but it is definitely an honorable identity that you did not expect. With the blessing of the master of my family, no one in the capital chess club will dare to drive you out in the future."

  "Don't go!" The old beggar still refused without thinking.

  The female officer's face was a little impatient: "Your Excellency may wish to consider it."

  The old beggar waved his hand: "If you don’t say it, don’t go. Are you annoying? Bother me and Wawa playing chess! Go!"

  The female officer was blasted away. She frowned coldly, glanced at Gu Jiao, who was squatting on the ground and studying the chessboard, her eyes moved.

is her?

  The female officer went to a wing room of Qingfeng Building to return to her life: "Thanks to the princess, he refuses to come."

  "Why refused to come?" The princess wondered.

  The old beggar was the crown prince who hesitated for a long time before making a decision to send an invitation to the other party. At first he didn't care about him too much, but he won over and over again and again, so that the crown prince would not pay attention.

  The female officer respectfully said: "He wants to accompany someone to play chess."

   "Who?" The princess put down the tea cup in her hand and asked.

  The female officer replied: "The daughter of Ding'an Houfu, the one who grew up in the country."

  The princess once saw Gu Jiao playing chess with an old beggar with her own eyes. She didn't care at the time, but she couldn't help but feel a little curious now. How did she know the old beggar?

The female officer thought for a while, and said: "I heard that the old beggar used to set up a chess game on Catkin Street, but others regarded him as a lunatic, and no one went to play chess with him. Maybe Miss Gu happened to go, going back and forth. I knew him. She squatted on the road and played chess with a beggar. Only a vulgar girl from the country could do this kind of humiliation. Fortunately, she is the daughter of Ding'an Houfu and the wife of the Xinke champion. I don’t care about the face of my family."

  The princess is face-conscious, and she will never surrender herself to meet a beggar in the street.

   "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't come." The princess didn't think much of him, "Is there any news from Mr. Meng?"

  The female official said: "Yan Guo hasn't received news yet, Liang Guo, Chen Guo, Zhao Guo..."

  The prince princess interrupted her, and said clearly: "What I want is news from the country of Yan, and what I want is the value of Mr. Meng."

  (End of this chapter)