Yinreng played the black chess piece and Kangxi played the white chess piece.
In fact, the rules of Go are very simple. The difficult part is planning three steps ahead before making a single move.
Yinreng was taught Go by Kangxi. In his previous life, he and Kangxi often fought on the chessboard, but every time, Yinreng always fell short.
It was not that Yinreng was being modest on purpose, but in this area of planning, he really could not compete with Kangxi.
The father and son were playing chess quietly when it suddenly started to rain outside.
"Baocheng."
"Um?"
"You've been reading history books over the past few years. Which emperor is your favorite?"
Yinreng was thinking hard while holding the chess piece. He replied without hesitation.
"Of course it's the First Emperor Ying Zheng."
Kangxi frowned and placed a piece on the board, eating up several of Yinreng's black pieces.
"Why?"
"The First Emperor pacified the six kingdoms, ending centuries of chaos in China. He standardized the writing system and the wheel gauge, laying a lasting foundation for future generations..."
"If my charming ancestor had lived a few more decades or even centuries, who knows who would be the great powers in the world!"
Kangxi understood Yinreng's compliments, but he didn't understand what he meant, so he tried again.
"What about Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin?"
Yinreng made a move to capture a few of Kangxi's white pieces, and replied subconsciously,
"He was a brave warrior, diligent in his early years, and could be considered a wise ruler during a prosperous era. In his later years, he became somewhat suspicious and would not listen to advice. To eliminate the hidden dangers for his son, he ignored all warnings and invaded Goryeo. He is truly worthy of the title of the greatest emperor of all time..."
There was something he didn't say out loud: he really didn't like Li Shimin very much. It had nothing to do with his merits and political achievements, but rather that he didn't like Li Shimin's lack of personal morality.
'Except for those who died early, almost all emperors were equally suspicious, fearing that their sons would covet the throne when they grew old. The change of the throne was always accompanied by blood and rain.
Except for the crown prince of the Eastern Han Dynasty, all other crown princes did not have a good end. They were either killed by their own fathers or by their brothers. The sayings of loving fathers and filial sons, and loving brothers and respectful younger brothers are simply bullshit... Alas, the Twelveth Prince was still the best. Although he spent his whole life in funerals, at least he lived a long life.
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