I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 102 Governor's Invitation

Su Ziyi's lips trembled, and he asked cautiously: "Little friend, how are you doing? Can you...do you have any clues?"

Seeing him so nervous, Xu Le couldn't help laughing.

"The younger generation is fortunate not to be disgraced."

With that said, he stood up and bowed to Su Ziyi.

"What did you say?" Su Ziyi's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief. Then, he stretched out his dry hands and grabbed Xu Le: "You...you say it again?"

"The junior is lucky to live up to his fate, this broken chess, the junior has solved it."

As Xu Le said, he silently added in his heart that it was chess king Lin Weicheng who solved it himself in front of him.

boom!
Xu Le's words were like a bolt from the blue.

Su Ziyi froze in place, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Le couldn't help but worry, this old man won't be too excited, so he can't just slap him...

"Senior? Senior?" Xu Le couldn't help calling softly a few times.

Su Ziyi came back to his senses, his eyes were red, tears were flowing, he patted Xu Le's hand and said: "Okay, okay, okay!"

"20 years, 20 years! Ever since I lost to Fusang that year, my chess world has been in a slump, and now I have to solve this mystery."

While talking, Su Ziyi sobbed like a child.

Xu Le pursed his lips, feeling a little complicated. He didn't know how to comfort the old man, so he could only stand aside and listen silently.

"Little friend, tell me, how did you untie it?" Su Ziyi asked after crying, holding Xu Le's hand.

"Senior..." Xu Le thought for a while, but still didn't tell the old man the whole truth.

If Lin Weicheng could win but didn't want to win, then it would be too cruel for the old man in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Actually, this remnant chess is a duel between Tianyuan's relying on the power."

"The duel between Tianyuan Yishifa? What's the solution?" Su Ziyi was taken aback.

He has never been in contact with the Tianyuan Yishi method, so he doesn't know much about it.

Xu Le then explained: "Then Masaichi Takeshita used, isn't it called the Heavenly Demon Destroying Birth Style?"

"That's right, I was also watching the match that day, and the onlookers were all amazed that a mere island country can create such an exquisite chess style, which really makes me ashamed." Su Ziyi said, still feeling a little emotional in his eyes.

But Xu Le said: "Senior, the so-called Heavenly Demon Extinction Form is actually my Great Zhou's Tianyuan Relying on Power, but it's just that Takeshita Masaichi reversed the Tianyuan Relying on Power, and then put on a layer of skin, shameless It’s just that he created it himself.”

"What? Impossible! The method of relying on the power of Tianyuan was created by the master of chess. It is the national treasure of my Great Zhou. How could it be possible..." In the middle of speaking, Su Ziyi stopped abruptly, and said with a wry smile: "I understand."

"What did senior think of?" Xu Le asked curiously.

Su Ziyi said with a complex expression: "My Great Zhou conquered the world, and all nations came to court. This method of relying on power must have been rewarded by the court when the Fusang island country came to pay tribute."

"I see."

Xu Le also understood, and smiled wryly in his heart.

This so-called tribute, to put it bluntly, means that all nations come to the DPRK, but in fact it means that each small country takes turns to come to the Great Zhou to fight the autumn wind and take advantage of it.

They often contributed some cheap local products, in exchange for generous rewards from the Great Zhou court.

The euphemistic name is thin coming and thick going.

In the eyes of some people in the DPRK, this can be said to kill two birds with one stone. The small country gains benefits, and the big Zhou gains face, which is the best of both worlds.

Xu Le really wanted to slap each of the bigwigs in the court, and then lift their skulls to see if they were filled with feces.

Otherwise, how could they agree to such a stupid rule?

Even a national treasure like Tianyuan Yishifa can be rewarded casually, why don't you marry the empress to those kings, lords and chiefs?

The old and the young looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

The things in the court cannot be changed by the two of them.

"So, Masaichi Takeshita actually defeated Lin Weicheng with the method of relying on the power of Tianyuan?" Su Ziyi asked. Although the result was still embarrassing, it was somewhat comforting.

"Do not."

Xu Le shook his head and said, "Lin Weicheng didn't lose."

"Didn't lose? How is it possible? He clearly lost to Takeshita Shoichi and five sons!" Su Ziyi frowned, and said with some doubts.

Xu Le picked up a white piece and said to him: "Senior, please take a look."

Su Ziyi looked down.

Snapped!
The moment the white piece landed on the chessboard, Su Ziyi's eyes widened instantly.

"This... this... the white pieces are alive, they are all alive! How is it possible, a miracle... a miracle!" Su Ziyi looked at the scene in front of him, trembling all over.

"Senior, Lin Weicheng did not lose in the duel back then, not only did he not lose, he even beat Masaichi Takeshita, but unfortunately..."

Xu Le pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "It's a pity that he was sentenced to lose before he had time to make this move."

"what!"

Another piece of news like a bolt from the blue.

Su Ziyi blushed, opened his mouth suddenly, covered his chest, and fell to the ground in pain.

"Senior? Senior Su!"

Xu Le was shocked, and hurried forward to support him, and then injected internal force into Su Ziyi's body. After a while, Su Ziyi's face finally recovered a little, and his breathing gradually became more stable.

Xu Le took his pulse, and then opened his eyelids to look at him, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, the old man just passed out because of a momentary excitement, he was so angry and bloody.

What is this called... Xu Le shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

After handing over Su Ziyi to his disciple, Xu Le left Baichuan Chess Club in a hurry.

When he came to the Changle Inn again, this time, no one stopped him from going in. His big bald head had already become his passport.

Going there, everyone knows that the monk of rebooting is back.

A pair of jealous eyes looked at Xu Le with a little sourness, Xu Le completely ignored it, and strode into the Changle Inn.

Looking at Xu Le's arrogant figure, a group of licking dogs gritted their teeth with hatred.

"I really want to beat this guy up, do you want to join me?"

"Who doesn't want to? But this reboot is someone who is sent by the Governor's Mansion to invite people to the dinner. It's on the same level as Ling Xiaozi from Tianshizong. You beat him? Be careful not to lose your life."

"Damn... this monk is a monk, I want to be ordained and become a monk."

Everyone was discussing, Xu Le knocked on the door of Li Yanran and Qiaoer, but they were greeted by two pairs of cold eyes.

Xu Le, who was just about to say hello, stopped abruptly. He opened his mouth and asked in surprise, "You... what's the matter?"

"Hey, Mr. Xu, who played chess with the little chess master, is back?"

Qiao'er rolled her eyes, and said in a strange way: "You old man is so capable, why don't you stay at the Baichuan Chess Club for a while, and enjoy the moment of enjoying the scenery?"

When Xu Le heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Li Yanran.

"It's for you." Li Yanran took out an invitation letter from her sleeve, handed it to Xu Le, and said calmly.

"What's the matter? Did you take the gunpowder?" Xu Le couldn't help muttering, the tempers of the two were too abnormal, Qiaoer was fine, this stupid girl thought she was upset.

Why did even Li Yanran become like this?

Is it really a woman's face, like the sky in June, changing at will?
Shaking his head, Xu Le unfolded the invitation letter in his hand, glanced at it, and immediately frowned: "Governor's Palace?"

(End of this chapter)