surnamed Wang

Chapter 211 Chess Game
Chu Buxiu came across to the man, sat down cross-legged gently, and did not speak.

After about a stick of incense, the man finally ended the chess game and raised his head.

"My minister sees..."

"All right, all right, don't do that, you don't bother to talk, and I don't bother to listen."

Chu Buxiu spoke to General Wen who was only moving his mouth but didn't get up.

The latter smiled slightly and did not explain anything.

Chu Buxiu unceremoniously took the jug on the desk, poured himself a glass, and said:

"That girl Xia'er has already arrived in the Central Plains."

General Wen said "hmm", picked up the wine jug, and poured himself a glass.

Chu Buxiu clinked the wine glass with the other party, raised his neck directly, and poured all the wine in the glass into his mouth. His almost wasteful behavior made the other party feel distressed for a while.

Wen Jiang took a sip carefully, and said while reminiscing:

"That girl has a stubborn temper, just like you, and insists on me finding a way to help her cancel the marriage."

"Then you helped her?"

Chu Buxiu took the jug again and poured himself another glass.

Wen Jiang nodded and said:

"Helped."

Chu Buxiu stopped drinking when he heard the words, and said with a strange expression on his face:
"You were the one who persuaded me to get married, but now you are the one who helped her. You are the one who co-authors all the good people? She is my only daughter. If I had known this, I would not have agreed to this marriage."

Wen Jiang continued to take a sip of the wine in the glass, and said in a flat tone:

"She is your only daughter and my only apprentice. I didn't mean to make you a villain. It's just that the current situation in the Central Plains is not as simple as you and I think."

"How to say?"

Chu Buxiu put down his wine glass, obviously this matter attracted him more.

"Want to play a game of chess with me?"

Wen Jiang suddenly changed the subject and talked about the chess game.

Chu Buxiu was obviously used to the other party's way of speaking, and said:

"You know me, I've always been dizzy looking at this black and white."

The other party had already expected that during the conversation, he had already played the black and white four. He still calmly said:

"The Central Plains has been a dragon's pond and a tiger's den since ancient times. Whether it's the officialdom or the imperial palace, there are undercurrents surging. Compared to this, I really like Donghan better."

During the conversation, Wen will drop four more sons.

"Within the dynasty, it is like a huge chess game, there is life and death, as long as there is a breath left, there is always hope of turning the game over.

For more than ten years, I have not taught the princess anything else, but I have taught her the principle of living with one breath. "

While speaking, another sixteen sons fell.

Chu Buxiu frowned and said:
"What do you mean, you want my son to escape death?"

Wen Jiang glanced at him upon hearing this, and continued:
"It's not a narrow escape, but there are always some risks, but correspondingly, the rewards are quite considerable.

The dynasty seems to be more stable than in the past thirty years, but in reality it is about to change.

Today's emperor is far less decisive than his father and grandfather, and this kindness will inevitably lead to disaster. "

"That's why you asked that girl to take away a few Kunlun slaves?"

"Yes."

General Wen nodded. At this time, a quarter of the chessboard had been occupied, and the white pieces had a faint advantage.

"This matter can be done by others, why choose Xia'er?"

Chu Buxiu asked again, apparently he was still worried about Chu Lixia's safety.

The counselor in front of him continued to explain unhurriedly, and continued:
"This girl will not be in any danger on this trip. On the other side of the capital, she is going to be a concubine. As long as she does not compete for favor, no one will harm her in a short time; as for the other side, she will send those Kunlun slaves out. Lives are safe.”

Speaking of this, the entire chessboard has been occupied for less than half, and the white chess is about to be trapped to death by the last black chess.

"Moreover, there is a more important purpose for this trip."

"For what purpose?"

"For Donghan, find an inheritance."

Hearing this, Chu Buxiu, the Great King of Donghan who was opposite him, had a flash in his eyes.

The matter of inheritance was only mentioned by the court in recent years.

Chu Buxiu originally had a son and a daughter, both of whom were born before the death of his wife who died of dystocia. Later, the son also died, leaving only one daughter.

In the early years, when he was still in his prime, there were many voices in the court asking him to marry another one, so as to extend the royal incense.

But he thought of his dead wife's old relationship, and he didn't want to marry again, so the matter was delayed again and again.

After he was over fifty, the voice of the court was changed from a reborn heir to the next successor.

After all, he is already old, and it may be too late to regenerate at this time.

Although everyone didn't say anything about this matter, they have already started to stand in line in private. The nephews who were left behind because of the endless troubles before became the candidates of course.

Chu Chuxing naturally knew about these things, but he didn't intend to stop them, after all, he had already avenged his revenge back then, and now he has nothing to miss.

The reason why he agreed to send his daughter to the dynasty to become the imperial concubine was because he didn't want her to be involved in the next battle.

It's better to be a bird in a cage for a lifetime than to die.

……

"What do you mean by inheritance?" Chu Buxiu said in a deep voice.

The white-clothed scribe still settled down slowly, and said in a flat tone:

"Perhaps, the little prince did not die back then."

After Wen Jiang finished speaking, he looked at the shocked Chu Buxiu opposite.

Chu Buxiu felt a little unbelievable when he heard it at first, but it was impossible for the man in front of him to lie to himself about this matter.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to ask. The man on the other side who was not so much a prime minister, but a counselor, continued:

"This is the information sent back by my spies in the imperial palace of the Dynasty. Although I can't say it is [-]% sure, it is still [-]% or [-]%.

When the little prince was hacked to death, no one knew the exact process, and no one could be sure that the corpse belonged to the little prince.

The reason why I let the princess go is to increase the chances of finding the little prince. "

Chu Buxiu's expression had changed from shock to excitement. Facing the spine that had never been bent by thousands of troops, he unconsciously bent a little at this moment.

He said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ruowen can really help Chu find his son. I will definitely use the power of the whole country of Donghan to avenge my husband."

Wen Jiang silently dropped the last word and did not answer.

At this moment, the chess game has been decided, the white pieces that originally had the upper hand, after the last black piece fell, lost all vitality and completely turned into a bunch of dead pieces.

General Wen, as expected, did not look at the wonderful chessboard, but picked up his wine glass and quietly looked out the window.

……

Lanjiang is the junction of Donghan and Central Plains.

Before the establishment of the Taliban Dusi, it was also called Yanjiang, which means to intercept.

Twenty years ago, a commander named Chu Xiu came to station here.

The local soldiers only thought of him as an unsuccessful little commander, and had no idea that he would be the prince of Donghan.

Because of his status as a concubine, he was not even eligible to enter the royal family tree, and he had nothing but a "Chu" surname that symbolized royal power.

This is his most frustrating year.

First, he and his loving wife died of dystocia when giving birth to their daughter, and then their five-year-old son died under the power struggle.

He didn't want the only remaining daughter to have another accident, so he offered to go to the frontier.

He who was stationed by the Lanjiang River never had a day without pain. The successive deaths of his wife and children made this man, who was still in his prime, exhausted.

Just when he thought that there was no one more miserable than him in the world, he found a seriously injured man by the river.

(End of this chapter)