The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

In the few years that the prince spent with Ling Xizi, he really learned everything, from astronomy to geography, there is nothing he didn’t involve, and the prince was a kid. He is very clever and learns everything faster than ordinary people, so naturally this Go game is no longer a problem.

And he still remembers that when he played chess with Mo Jinyao, the famous chess sage on the Qianyuan Continent did not accidentally lose to Mo Jinyao. It is said that that person Since then retired, never born again.

Now, to the brother of the princess, Ji Xiaoyao feels that Mo Jinyao will never lose. Even after so many years, Mo Jinyao’s chess skills will definitely not regress. Not self-confidence, but understanding.

Mo Jinyao is born like this, what he learned is like carved in his bones, it will only slowly settle over time, and he will not forget it at all. Envy and jealous.

Thinking that, a few people came under the pear tree outside the yard. Someone had already moved a good pear wood low table and some small stools. , And a white jade chessboard.

Yun Yingmu looked at the white jade chessboard she couldn't put it down, she was very proud of her. She planned to let this kid who abducted his sister later knows what the sky is.

"Mr. Mo, please."

Yun Yingchen was very polite and signaled Mo Jinyao to sit first.

"Please."

If this were in Tiansheng, Mo Jinyao would have sat down long ago, but this is not Tiansheng, and the people here don’t seem to have so many red tapes, and this is Yue’er’s brother, so he still has to be respected Yes, thinking about this also followed the politeness.

Yun Yingmu was really not polite with him, sitting directly on the right hand side, and Mo Jinyao then sitting on the left hand side.

As for the few of them, they are naturally seated in turn. They are very curious about who will win in the end.

Since it is a competition, there must always be a rule. We won't win two games in three games, so how about winning or losing in one game? "

Yun Yingmu looked at the calm man opposite, and said.

Mo Jinyao smiled slightly, just to his liking.

"I listen to my second brother."

Yun Yingmu failed to see any bad emotions from the face in front of her as she wished, so she was naturally very upset, but they are all honest gentlemen, and everything depends on their strength to speak, so even It's unhappy in my heart, and I can't see it on the face.

As for Yun Yingchen, he now looks at Mo Jinyao more and more satisfied, in fact, when they just discussed, he could feel what kind of person he was, magnanimous but humble, and treated him The respect of Yun Ziyue's eldest brother, of course, also has respect for his opponents, such a person is indispensable.

Soon, the game between the two began.

Mo Jinyao holds the white child, while Yun Yingmu holds the black child.

Hei Zi went first, Yun Yingmu settled down, Mo Jinyao took the white piece and put it on the chessboard without a hassle...

Yun Ziyue only has a slight understanding of this, and I can’t see the situation clearly when I look at it. On the contrary, Xu Zhimo and Yun Yingchen are two people on the side. It seemed that the person playing against each other was not Mo Jinyao, but one of them.

Playing Go requires not only the vision of an unknown prophet, but also patience. Of course, two people are very patient.

Everyone watched the two men play chess like old dogs, but they kept a sigh of relief in their hearts, never wondering who won in the end.

After watching Mo Jinyao fall, Yun Yingmu was almost overjoyed, without even thinking about it, and then Mo Jinyao fell to the next son. It seemed that Mo Jinyao would have expected it. Which step is next?

"It seems that Mr. Mo is still too young after all."

Mo Jinyao did not answer when he heard this. Instead, he held the white piece in one hand and landed steadily on a point on the chessboard. This point fell, causing Xu Zhimo to breathe. Even Yun Yingchen, who was watching the battle, couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

What do you say about this game?

The sunspots seem to have been surrounded and retreated steadily, but now, it is the difference of one piece. The blacks on the chessboard seem to be all alive in an instant, and each piece is just right, like It’s been meticulously designed...

But how can such a thing happen? How did Mo Jinyao know that the opposite Yun Yingmu would definitely go down according to his own thoughts?

If these are all coincidences, it is still the past, but if these are carefully designed by Mo Jinyao, then it has to be admired. Such people, whether they are in Wherever they are, they are rare military talents.

And obviously, Yun Yingmu, who was in it, could see this when she was playing. Suddenly the situation on the chessboard became very anxious, Yun Yingchen did not dare to underestimate the man on the opposite side. At every step after Bai Zi fell, Yun Yingmu's black son had to think for a long time before he fell.

However, he still doesn’t know the situation after he dropped which one, he has already lost. Mo Jinyao’s time has come. After that, Yun Yingmu will not let the chessboard move on his own. The situation has basically been finalized.

A white child fell, but the black child did not follow. Instead, Yun Yingmu sighed, stood up, and slowly said, "I lost, you are very powerful."

"Acceptance."

Mo Jinyao also stood up, even in a modern costume, it can’t conceal the kind of nobleness he was born with. A man still looks calm and relaxed. The odds are in the hands of everything.

Yun Yingmu couldn't help but glanced at him again, then turned to look at her sister. She seemed to have figured out something and waved her hand.

"Brother is right."

"..."

Seeing the lively children of the ancient Wu family There are really no two young masters who are convinced.

Yun Yingchen waved his hand when he saw it, "All go to training, there will be punishments for failing the assessment after a few days."

"Ah...ahhhhh."

As soon as the words came out, the children of the Guwu family who were still watching the excitement instantly wailed, how could their lives be so bitter, but they complained and complained, they still dispersed separately. Now, the words of the Young Patriarch are orders, and they only need to obey.

After everyone dispersed, Yun Yingmu seemed to feel that his face was somewhat damaged. He glanced at Mo Jinyao and said quickly, "Although you have won, you have not passed the evaluation period yet. …It remains to be seen."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Ziyue covered her mouth and smiled, beside Mo Jinyao, secretly said, "This is the second brother, I want face."

"Okay, it's better to be respectful, and the three brothers will bother."

"..."

Mr. Mo speaks without leaking, he is very respectful to them, and he is humble, but it makes them feel that he is bullying.

Yun Yingchen glanced at his sister and said.