The old man sat in the long table, looking through the book in front of him.

On the ground beside him, there were also tables piled up with books.

"Great-Great-Grandfather."

Song Wanyue people arrived before the voice arrived.

The old man's solemn brows suddenly relaxed, and a smile suddenly surged on his face.

The curtain was lifted high by Xu Liang, and Song Wanyue walked in first.

"You girl, you know you have a great-grandfather."

The old man put the book on the table and asked in dissatisfaction.

"I not only know, but I'm also very worried. But I'm too busy at home for these days, so I don't have time to come. My great-grandfather is the best and I won't be angry with me."

"You girl..."

The old man smiled and pointed her. He had known from Xu that Song Wanyue was learning martial arts and it was very hard. "It has always been a waste of time to coax people to death."

Gu Yi followed her and followed her in, "Grand-Great-Grandfather."

"Yi'er is here too, just in time, I'll take a ride with me."

"teacher."

"Old sir."

The dean and Qin Qian came in.

The old man nodded, signaled the dean to sit down, picked up a piece of paper full of words on the table and handed it to Song Wanyue, and signaled her to the dean.

"This is what I want to talk about. You can tell the students first and let them read the books in their hands carefully. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me any time."

The dean respectfully said, carefully folded the paper and put it in place, "Considering your health, I discussed with the teachers of the academy and decided to let you talk for one hour every morning and afternoon, and talk for three days in total. What do you think?"

The old man nodded, "Just arrange it like this."

The dean was respectful again and wanted to discuss some details with him. Before he could speak, the old man couldn't wait to say, "Yi'er's chess skills are very good. I haven't played with him for a long time. Let's talk about other things later. I'll get a game with him first."

The dean was also obsessed with playing chess. He immediately said yes and got up and took the chessboard in person. When Song Wanyue helped the old man come and sit down, he also moved a small stool and sat next to the old man.

Qin Qian was still standing behind the dean, lowering his eyebrows and looking at the chessboard in front of him with "one heart", but if you look closely, you will find that his hands were trembling with excitement: If Gu Yi had excellent chess skills, it would be more proving that he was the son of the king.

The old man took Bai Zi first, and Gu Yi first siegeed slowly. After twenty moves, he suddenly changed his tactics and pressed him step by step. The old man was a little busy with his killing.

The dean was so excited that the word "good" almost blurted out.

Qin Qian still kept his eyebrows and eyes lowered, as if he didn't understand the chess game.

Song Wanyue narrowed her eyes.

Since Qin Qian saved Song Si, Song Si often mentioned him when he came home, saying that he was a rich young man, spending money like water, being generous to his friends around him, and being very smart. But for some reason, he could not be shortlisted every time during the imperial examination. For so many years, he has not even passed the exam for a scholar.

"Is Mr. Qin good at playing chess?"

Song Wanyue suddenly asked.

Qin Qian was immersed in his thoughts, suddenly listening to her question, subconsciously answering, "Yes."

After saying that, he realized his reaction. He felt tightened and raised his head calmly, with his expression as usual, "He knows how to get down, but he is not serious, he is far worse than Mr. Gu."

"It just so happens that I can do it anyway, so why not let's go next?"

"this……"

The dean had turned his head and was very excited. He put his hand beside his mouth and made a gesture of silence, then waved his hand and signaled the two to go down.

The old man’s house is not big, and it will be crowded if he puts another table.

Song Wanyue turned around and walked out. Qin Qian hesitated for a moment and followed. The two came outside. Song Wanyue asked Xiaosi to move a small table and two small stools, and asked Xu Liang to bring the chessboard and said to Xiaosi, "Go and tell my grandmother and my mother, Gu Yi and I will go there after we finish playing chess here."

Xiao Si responded and turned around and left the yard.

Song Wanyue sat down, held the white piece, and Qin Qian also sat there, holding the chessboard with black chess pieces at hand.

"I learned chess skills from Gu Yi. I haven't learned it for a long time. In my elder brother's words, it's just a bad chess game. Mr. Qin must not dislike it."

"Won't."

Qin Qian was gentle all over, and he was completely like a big brother. "My chess skills are not very good either, we are just a pound."

Song Wanyue fell down with a son, "That's not necessarily the case. I heard from my elder brother that, except for the imperial examination, Mr. Qin is proficient in everything. If you really can't pass me, then you are obviously giving in to me, and I will be unhappy."

Qin Qian,...

He smiled gently, "Since that's the case, I will definitely use all my skills. I hope Miss Song will not blame me."

"good."

Xu Liang went to the kitchen to bring two bowls of herbal tea, which was the last time Song Wanyue made. Xu Liang followed her instructions and only asked the old man to drink one bowl every day, and did not let him drink one drop if he had any extra drop.

In just a moment, a large area of ​​Baizi had fallen. Qin Qian held the blackzi in his hand, frowned, and refused to fall down for a long time.

Song Wanyue looked leisurely and took the bowl from Xu Liang's hand and took a sip. It was cool and comfortable, and it penetrated into her heart.

Xu Liang held another bowl and looked at the chessboard with a smile. He didn't know why Song Wanyue said that just now, but he knew that Song Wanyue's chess skills were better than Gu Yi, and Qin Qian was not her opponent at all.

Qin Qian put down the blackzi carefully. Before he could lift his hand, Song Wanyue had already fallen down the whitezi. Qin Qian was slightly stunned, his face became more serious and he also tried his best.

Inside and outside the house were silent.

Qin Qian had sweat on his forehead.

Xu Liang thoughtfully handed him the herbal tea, "Young Master Qin, drink a bowl of herbal tea."

Qin Qian took it, thanked him, and returned to the chessboard.

He is also a rich young man. He was trained by his family since he was a child. Not only was he proficient in everything, but he was also more accomplished than ordinary people. Especially his chess skills, he dared to say that even the dean was not his opponent, but was pressed step by step by step by Song Wanyue and had no power to fight back.

After a while, Qin Qian put down the chess piece in his hand, "Miss Song, I lost."

Song Wanyue seemed to be unable to believe it, her beautiful eyes were wide open, "No way? Mr. Qin made this too obvious. Do you really look down on me?"

Qin Qian hurriedly put down the bowl of herbal tea, "Miss Song was joking, it was because Qin was not good at chess skills."

"How could it be? It's a very simple step."

As he spoke, Song Wanyue picked up the chess piece he had just put down and fell between white pieces. The situation on the chessboard was instantly reversed.

Qin Qian couldn't believe it. He thought about this step for a long time and couldn't find a way out. He then gave in. How could he admit defeat?

"You are not honest."

Song Wanyue's words rang in his ears.
Chapter completed!