Daqin: Dragon Ancestor Asked Me to Be a Chess Player and Play the World

The officials are all human beings, and naturally they can hear Li Si's implication, which makes them worry about the national teacher in their hearts.

Ying Zheng didn't speak any more, but looked at the white-robed figure in the air.

Looking at the calm figure of the national teacher, in Ying Zheng's heart, this sentence suddenly appeared for no reason.

"Sir came with a sword, evoking the morning sun and the rising sun, according to me, full of ice and snow, the mighty rivers flow."

He frowned, full of anticipation.

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Time passed quickly.

Soon, an hour was over.

Zhang Liang was the first to put down his pen, and Xiao He was sweating profusely before finishing the article.

He wanted to turn his head to see Zhang Liang's anxious look.

However, he found that Zhang Liang had put down his pen and was resting there leisurely.

This made Xiao He stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "It seems that I don't know what to write at all, so I gave up early."

He raised his eyes to look at the white-robed man opposite him, and said with a sneer in his heart, "Han Xu, since you left the mountain, no one has ever let you lose, but today, Xiao He will personally push you off the altar!"

"Pei Gong is the son of heaven's choice. You and Pei Gong will not end well in the end, and I, for Pei Gong, will solve your serious problem!"

Xiao He sneered and put down his pen.

With a confident look on his face, the national chess player general Xiao He was completely relieved.

He looked at Han Xu with a smile, and said, "Look at the person you chose, who stopped writing so long ago. This is because he has nothing in his mind, and he doesn't know what to write at all, right?"

"Look at Xiao He again, he has written so much, I don't even have to read it, I know it must be very rich in content."

"Han Xu, what else do you want to say now?"

Han Xu was hunting in a white robe, his wide sleeves swaying in the wind.

Han Xu said calmly, "Let "Mencius" judge the result."

"In addition, prepare the "Mencius" at the same time. If you dare to grind and chirp like "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and want to cheat, I will really kill you."

The national chess player's face turned black.

He sneered: "You really can't see the coffin without tears, the result is so obvious that you are still daydreaming!"

"Okay, then I'll let you see with your own eyes how you lost!"

He waved his hand and shouted, "Mencius, verify the results!" Jiu.

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At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the figures in the air.

They know that the articles of the two literati have been written, and the next moment is to verify the tense moment of victory!

Whoever wins or loses will directly determine the outcome of the national master Han Xu and the national chess player.

When Han Xu won, he won back the "Mencius" for Confucianism, and used his own strength to prove that it was right to follow him!

Even if someone bullies him, he will find a place for them!

But if Han Xu loses, then it goes without saying whether Mencius can return to Confucianism.

Han Xu would break his leg and commit suicide.

At that time, Han Xu not only lost his reputation, but no one dared to follow Han Xu anymore, and Han Xu would be alone for a lifetime.

More importantly, Han Xu was directly disabled, and his future achievements may end here!

A generation of evildoers may disappear completely like a flash in the pan.

Two completely different results are about to be revealed.

At this moment, everyone's heart became nervous.

Some of the people closed their eyes and dared not look at the result.

Some people even started to pray for Han Xu.

The people of the major forces did not dare to exhale at this moment, and everyone was nervously waiting for the result.

Civil and military officials, everyone fell silent. They clenched their fists and looked up nervously at the white clothes in the air.

Ying Zheng looked at Han Xu, and his eyes were filled with two very different emotions: anticipation and nervousness.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Everyone is waiting for the moment when the final result is revealed!

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Xiao He on the chessboard gave Zhang Liang a disdainful look.

He said lightly: "You go to verify first, or should I go first?"

Zhang Liang, who was dressed in sackcloth and linen, could naturally see Xiao He's disdain and contempt for him.