Lanke Chess Edge

As soon as Ji Yuan and Lao Long left, the remaining warmth in the garden also dropped rapidly. Under the hedge of cold and hot air currents, a peculiar scene of white mist shrouded briefly formed.

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Looking at the surrounding white fog, the emperor was a little excited for a while, and the guests and servants around him all held their breaths, thinking that there was a real **** who was called by the Holy One to show his true body.

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Among all the people at this meeting, Yin Zhaoxian had a normal mentality and knew that the so-called "god man" would never appear.

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Sure enough, the white fog came and went quickly, and it all dissipated in a moment. Some of the fog condensed dew on the green leaves and safflower, and was quickly frozen by the cold weather.

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After waiting in this atrium garden for a long time, when his hands and feet were cold, Emperor Yuande sighed as if he finally admitted that no gods would appear.

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"Let's go back, the widows are too tired, go back to the palace!"

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The disappointment after the intense excitement made the emperor a little tired.

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"My son respectfully sends the emperor off!"

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The King of Jin hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

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The emperor was about to leave, and a group of people dared to go back to the banquet hall by themselves, and they all followed behind. Outside the palace of the Jin Dynasty, court eunuchs and guards had already prepared the emperor's chariot, and a hot stove and hot tea had been placed inside.

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Outside the palace, the **** placed the step stool and let the emperor, queen and concubine step onto the carriage.

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After getting into the car, Emperor Yuande looked through the thick leather curtains of the car window and looked at a group of people standing outside the Jin Palace.

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"Let's all go back."

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"Respectfully send the sage back to the palace!" "Send the sage!"

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A group of people said goodbye in unison and saluted the carriages that were already on their way. They didn't dare to stand up until the sound of the wheels was gone.

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"Huh..."

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King Jin let out a sigh of relief, and the others felt a lot more relaxed all at once.

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"Let's go, let's go back to the banquet hall to warm up first, standing outside for so long will make you freeze to death!"

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"Your Highness is right." "Let's walk, my hands and feet are frozen!"

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A group of people hurried back to the banquet hall, and it was as warm as spring when they entered. They also talked with excitement about the previous auspiciousness. Even the King of Jin was not exempt from the custom. Compared with the emperor's desire to see the gods, he was more concerned about the appearance of auspicious auspiciousness in his palace itself. more concerned.

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Li Mushu was even more polite to Yin Zhaoxian. After Yin Zhaoxian's murmur caught his attention, he found that among all the people, it was Yin Jieyuan who was calm and unmoved.

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A person is so popular and has a talent for the world. In the afternoon, he talked about the exchange of literary theory and found that he also has a certain degree of progress and retreat in the world. So what the future of Yin Zhaoxian will be, Li Mushu is already vaguely predictable.

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In the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture, the sound of firecrackers was still heard from time to time. Ji Yuan and Lao Long were walking on the street, and they could see the popularity rolling up and down. In the sky of Gyeonggi Prefecture, a red cloud of gas even formed. It is inevitable that he will be shocked by this huge momentum. At this moment, I am afraid that some evil things will not dare to come out.

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"Mr. Ji, this human prince's family banquet has also been smashed, and Yin Zhaoxian's scholar has also shared some benefits. What are you going to do now, if you have nothing to do, go to Tongtianjiangshuifu?"

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This old dragon, always making people drowning in the water in the winter also makes Ji Yuan a little helpless. Maybe he has a bad taste and wants to play chess and abuse himself, but he is actually more interested in what he wants to do.

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However, Ji Yuan doesn't actually have a clear purpose, at least after leaving the Jin Palace.

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"Mr. Ying, don't worry about your water house tonight, just hang out with Ji."

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The pace of their footsteps was naturally extraordinary. They had already passed Wenqu Street before, and then crossed the East-West Avenue in the middle of the road. Along the way, they passed Gongshi Lane, which is rented by the most students who are taking the exam, and also passed the chess that is often visited by fate. Museums and large areas of people's homes.

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After collecting the breath, the old Bai Jiao and Duke Tudi's chess pieces were finally dyed white, as for the Zuo family's piece and the one-armed swordsman Du Heng's piece for the time being.

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When it was dawn, Lao Long thought that he saw what Ji Yuan was doing that night. It was clear that he was cultivating at an important juncture once a year. He was also curious as to which wonderful method he was practicing, but it was inconvenient to ask.

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He just turned around like this, and in the morning, he turned back to Gongshi Lane. It happened that Yin Zhaoxian was sent back by the carriage of the Prince of Jin, and Shi Yusheng, who had failed to report to the official, was greatly relieved.

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At the entrance of Gongshi Alley, when he saw this scene, the old dragon looked at his side thoughtfully to make plans.

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"Mr. Ji's high hopes for this scholar Yin Zhaoxian are a little unusual!"

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Ji Yuan looked at Lao Long, it was not obvious, so he answered casually.

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"Caring about friends is one of them, and what Master Yin will do in the future is related to the general trend of Dazhen's humanity, and the second is."

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Then there is another sentence in Ji Yuan's heart: 'It can even affect the general trend of heaven and earth, which is the third. ’

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"Haoran's righteousness is indeed rare. Yin Zhaoxian should have the qualifications of a worthy minister, and his own talents are outstanding. This time he has a backer in the capital, and he should not fall off the list because of his feelings and reason."

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Lao Long glanced over there, and saw Yin Zhaoxian, who was a little sleepy, while Shi Yusheng was completely invisible, then suddenly turned his head and asked a question.

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"After the Spring Festival, Mr. Ji won't disappear again, will he?"

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"Mr. Ying, just let me go. The goddess Jiang was just a fluke. If a certain person is not well controlled and his mind collapses, then you should be chased out of the water house. My Highness, Longzi, I am No way!"

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Ji Yuan finally complained about what he had endured all night, Lao Long seemed to be punctured by his heart, and there were rare times when he was embarrassed.

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"Uh, hehehe... Mr. Ji is joking..."

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Ji Yuan didn't dare to embarrass Lao Long, so he quickly changed the topic.

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"It's true that I can't hide it from Mr. Ying. When the capital is over, Ji wants to find a quiet place to practice for a while. Before that, there is one more thing to do."

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"But what's so interesting?"

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Lao Long asked with great interest, but Ji Yuan said helplessly.

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"It's not a funny thing. When I was traveling, I met a mortal Taoist who insisted on telling me my fortune. As a result, I lost half of my life in one hexagram. Ji has always been a poor man, except for barely keeping him half. Life, there is no panacea that can be shot, this is without ambergris, you can help him replenish his vitality."

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The old dragon also widened his eyes.

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Even Ji Fate can only barely maintain that person's life, what a serious backlash against the sky.

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After some recent incidents, Ji Yuan's ability has been affirmed by Lao Long, and he can be regarded as a capable person.

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"That's not right, how could that Daoist count your business?"

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When Lao Long looked for Ji Yuan, he couldn't figure out where Mr. Ji Da was at all. How could this man think he almost lost his life?

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Ji Yuan's slightly embarrassed "hehe" smiled and said no more. Lao Long was confused and thought that Ji Yuan was inconvenient to say, so he didn't ask any more questions.

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"Anyway, if the planner decides a place to practice, he will tell Mr. Ying so that you won't be able to find me!"

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"That's fine!"

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Lao Long laughed. For him, it is very rare for him to have a friend who has a great temperament and appetite. The main reason is that there are too few people who can see it.

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At this moment, in Bingzhou, five or six thousand miles away, a certain Taoist who had just set up a stall outside the Chenghuang Temple suddenly had an itchy nose, and rubbing it a few times didn't help.

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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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She sneezed three times in a row, and her frozen red nose spewed out two crystal snot.

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"Strange thing, other than Qi Wen, who else misses me?"

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Daoist Qingsong muttered to himself while awake with snot and shaking his hands~www.NovelMTL.com~.

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"Oh, that's disgusting!" "Stay away from him!"

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"Oh, he's thrown over here!"

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The pilgrims who were rushing to compete for the first incense at the beginning or the morning incense all walked around the booth, only the little Taoist priest at the side was eager to find a handkerchief.

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. . .

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Half a day later, in the Tongtianjiangshuifu, a dragon in the shape of a dragon escaped and turned into an old man outside the hall. It was the real dragon Yinghong.

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Long Zi Yingfeng hurried out to greet him.

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"Father, are you alone? Where's Uncle Ji?"

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Seeing his son looking around, Lao Long snorted coldly.

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"Don't look, I didn't come!"

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"Ah!? Your uncle doesn't give you face? This..."

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Lao Long shook his head and walked directly to the palace. As his son, it was good that his sister had benefited, but after hearing about his own speculation, he learned that the Chunmujiang Baijiao also had a chance, so he couldn't bear it. .

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"Hmph, if you have something to talk about about your 'Uncle Ji', will Ji Yuan not feel your thoughts? Forget it!"

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Leaving such a sentence out of anger, Lao Long ignored his son and went back to taking a nap in the sand pool in the back water palace.

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really troublesome to say

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Finally another update...

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