Chapter 180: A Match for the Match
The popularity of the new king outside is overwhelming, and the voices of support completely drown out the voices of opposition.
In contrast, the Yue Royal Palace was very deserted. There was such a heavy rain last night that not a trace of blood was left, and the ground was bright after being washed.
Jun Lin had a smooth journey, as if the ministers had given orders in advance not to stop the distinguished guest who was entering the palace alone on horseback today.
When I re-entered the Yue Imperial City, I saw tremendous changes.
There was a rainbow bridge in the sky, and no one could have imagined what kind of bloody storm we experienced last night.
Although the ground was clean, the faint smell of blood in the air could not be dissipated, which showed the heaviness and cruelty of the situation at that time.
The black boots tapped the ground, and the hem of her clothes fluttered faster and faster. She even used her lightness skills and rushed to the hall impatiently. She pushed open the heavy palace door with a wave of her arms.
“Squeak—”
The light from outside rushed into the hall, and strands of it fell on the official's smooth black hair. The man's profile made his features more three-dimensional and profound, and his eyelashes were thick and curled. He gracefully flicked his sleeves and poured wine.
Jun Lin walked over and sat opposite him, took the wine glass without hesitation and drank it all.
The familiar aroma drifted around her lips and teeth, and she was surprised: "Is this the wine from that night?"
Gong Qing supported his head with one hand and looked at her casually: "If you like, take the two altars away."
Jun Lin pushed the empty wine glass forward, and Gong Qing chuckled and filled it up for her automatically.
"Forget it, it was caused by drinking."
"You also know that drinking can cause trouble?"
"Why don't I know?"
"You knew you were wrong, but you still drank?"
“…”
The king choked.
She actually had a good alcohol tolerance, it was just that the wine that the official brought that night was too strong, and the official himself was also drunk.
The pot calling the kettle black when you have taken fifty steps.
"By the way, Senior Brother, there should be a gathering of various schools of thought this year. Are you coming to participate?"
"Why wouldn't we join? Even though the Zongheng family is small, we can't let others think that we are failing."
"Hey, I think the same thing as you. Come on, let's have a drink!"
The two of them clinked their glasses.
That would be really terrible, because not only the dictators and the oppressors would appear, but also the King of Yue and Emperor Jing.
The reputation of the Zongheng family was truly raised to the highest level by these two people.
After drinking, they put a chessboard on the table. Junlin held the black pieces and Gongqing held the white pieces. The two of them played chess enthusiastically while chatting and laughing.
Jun Lin understood: "At first I wondered why you were willing to spend so much time and energy to train the Yue army into the ten ancient formations. The general named Li Nian would have led his troops to follow you long ago."
She was speaking a declarative sentence.
Gongqing Bai Ziluo pursed his lips and smiled: "The one who understands me is my junior brother."
The white pieces, which seemed scattered but were actually full of traps, were ready to ambush the black pieces. Jun Lin concentrated and pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He ate a double-hit and said with a smile: "What about that old guy? Did he escape to Ze State or Southern Xinjiang, or is he lurking in Yue State? I'm waiting to catch him and bring him back to Jing State to be imprisoned in the water prison."
Gongqing looked at the black piece that broke his plan, and a flash of admiration flashed across his eyes. After thinking it over, his move became even more powerful.
"It's hard to say. After I came to Yue and followed him, I gradually discovered something strange and tried to investigate. I never thought I would find out that he was colluding with Southern Xinjiang. Now that the truth has been exposed and Southern Xinjiang's reputation has been damaged, they will probably not treat him well."
Gongqing rubbed his index finger and thumb gently, his expression still calm and elegant: "Since he can't be the King of Yue, then I will do it."
Jun Lin smiled and said, "To put it bluntly, you are doing it for the people. The children being trained as pigs and the government being neglected are enough to make you angry. As the ruler of a country, you are not acting like a ruler. It is better for you to take over and lead the country of Yue to prosperity."
Hearing this, Gongqing was in a very good mood. Although the chessboard was in turmoil and the fighting continued, his Adam's apple trembled and he let out a series of low laughter: "You really are the worm in my stomach."
Jun Lin sincerely praised: "You are a shrewd man. I expected you to win the hearts and minds of the people and influence the government, but I didn't expect you to set your sights on the supreme throne."
The man raised his eyebrows: "If you want to do it, do it the best. What's the point of being second to none?"
The incense beside the chessboard is curling, the spring sunshine outside the house is bright, and the two evenly matched people are competing with each other using chess pieces as weapons.
With the green fingertips twisting the sunspot, Junlin also fell into a hard battle. The two of them had less and less spare conversations, until finally they were all immersed in the game and did not speak.
To win a game of Go, you must first keep the pieces alive. Only when they are alive can you continue playing.
There are two kinds of eyes in Go, real eyes and false eyes. If you want to keep a piece alive, you must make at least two real eyes to survive, otherwise it will become a dead piece.
But now the situation of the game is very delicate. Gongqing and Junlin both have no eyes, but neither can capture the other's pieces. The two fought to the end and finally played a "double life."
Jun Lin pouted in dissatisfaction, leaned back and stretched his body: "Another draw, when will the winner be decided?"
The nobles were counting the winners and losers, and when they were done, the man rubbed his forehead helplessly: "It really is a draw."
She drank, talked, and played chess, then just patted her butt and left, without any reluctance at all.
Gong Qing put away the chess piece and scolded her with a smile: "You have no conscience. Go away, just remember to come and see me before you go to Southern Xinjiang."
As her sleeves slid up, revealing her fair wrists, the red jade Buddhist beads swayed slightly with her movements.
Jun Lin glanced at them and asked doubtfully, "Are your Buddhist beads redder than before?"
The ministers laughed and talked calmly: "We have committed many sins, so we must make some changes."
"Don't let something as sacred as Buddhist beads get stained with blood. It's unlucky."
"It doesn't matter. We are born to live in this world once, so what if we never recover?"
Ci Junlin didn't like this. She walked over and pinched the man's wrist in punishment, saying viciously, "What do you mean by eternal damnation? You have to stay alive. We haven't decided when to compete next time."
Gong Qing's heart softened suddenly. His junior fellow disciple had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. It was rare for a man to have such a good temper and be obedient. He replied, "Okay."
But who makes the world so unpredictable?
One day, he, a minister, will choose to die heroically in place of millions of lives.
Jun Lin stepped out of the threshold of the hall and turned around to find that the officials were staring at her.
She clicked her tongue slightly and said in a slightly awkward tone: "I will come to see you again before I go to southern Xinjiang."
The minister tilted his eyes, and his smile was like a flower branch fluttering and filling the ground with elegance: "Okay."
"Also, why don't you do something nice? It's not very good for me to enter and exit your palace openly, right? What if others misunderstand that our relationship is good?"
Seeing how difficult she was to please, the minister said bluntly and with a hint of resentment: "Are we not on good terms?"
Jun Lin stroked his chin and thought: "It's not very good."
Seeing that she was really thinking about it seriously, the ministers couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, now it's an enemy between kings."
Jun Lin left with a loud laugh, but his words lingered in the minds of the officials for a long time.
"We will eventually face off against each other. No matter what, congratulations, brother."
He was the only one left in the lonely hall.
There was still half of the wine left in the jug, and the chess pieces had not been collected yet. The old friend had left, but his remaining breath enveloped him all the time.
The bright eyes and eyebrows appeared in his mind again. Gongqing raised his hand to continue to clean up the chessboard and scolded her lovingly.
"Arrogant ghost."
They are like this, although they are enemies, they are also inseparable friends. They each go all out for their dreams, and their feelings for each other do not diminish even when they fight each other to their heart's content.
How to say it.
Actually, it's great to meet a worthy opponent.