Chapter 74: Impermanence (Seeking Recommendations!)

  The white-faced scholar looked at the strange and inexplicable chessboard, his eyes flashing with panic, cold sweat seeping out of his forehead, his lips dry and cracked, his expression shocked and disheveled.

  "It's impossible, it can't be......" The white-faced scholar's face turned even paler, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he looked up at Wei Xiao. His right hand holding the chess piece quickly fell. He was unwilling to give up, he still wanted to probe.

  Wei Zhuo smiled faintly and slowly placed his right hand on the chessboard.

  The young scholar with a pale face stared at Wei Zuo's calm expression for half a day before lowering his head to look at the chessboard. As he looked, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter and his eyes flashed more rapidly. With each move of Wei Zuo's chess piece, the situation on the board became increasingly unclear and unpredictable. The pieces seemed to be linked together in a complex web, yet appeared to be completely independent, echoing each other in a mysterious way. Suddenly, the originally scattered and chaotic pieces were connected, and the entire board came alive!

  The young scholar's face was covered in cold sweat, his eyes fixed intently on the chessboard as his right hand began to tremble slightly. Wei Zuo's chess momentum had already taken shape, occupying the greatest advantage on the board. Unless he could also launch a mysterious and unpredictable move like Wei Zuo to turn the situation around.

  But naturally that's impossible, Wei Xiao had obviously been setting up a trap all along, and only just finished it now, suddenly launching a surprise attack.

  The young man with a pale face moved his throat, and the panic in his eyes became even more intense. He ignored the cold sweat on his head, staring straight at the chessboard with his eyes wide open, his eyebrows twisted into a knot.

  If he lost the first game inexplicably, he could still use carelessness as an excuse, but having lost this game, he had no reason left!

  The white-faced scholar still looked disbelieving, his residual score having been deduced for many years not only by himself but also by the best players from all over Jinling, and it had always ended in a draw, with no one ever able to break through!

  He doesn't believe it, no matter what!

  Suddenly, the white-faced scholar raised his head, his eyes fixed intently on Wei Qiao, and said in a low voice, "If I win another round, I can answer any question you have."

  Wei Xiao slightly furrowed his brow, looking at the pale scholar's cold and determined appearance, and smiled: "Brother, isn't that a bit too much?"

  "I'll tell you who the woman is that His Majesty has granted you in marriage!"

  As soon as Wei Zuo's words fell, the white-faced scholar's expression turned solemn and he said.

  Wei Zhao was taken aback and immediately fell into deep thought with a flickering gaze.

  Wei Zhao's series of tests for the emperor, although he seemed calm and composed on the surface, actually had his heart racing with worry. He was worried about himself, worried about Li Xianyun, worried about Xiangxiang Yu'er, worried about the Wei family; once they got entangled in the imperial court's power struggle, everything would become uncontrollable, even if he were extremely talented and brilliant, he still couldn't resist the nation's machinery, nor could he withstand the blade of the executioner.

  For the sake of his own future and for the sake of the Wei family, he hopes that the people around him can live happily and peacefully. Whether it's male chauvinism or overbearingness, as the only man in the Wei family, he must take on the responsibility and bear the weight that belongs to him.

  In the eager eyes of Bai Mian Shu Sheng, Wei Xiao nodded slightly.

  As the feeling became more familiar, some vague memories also became clearer.

  The young man in white saw him and his face lit up with joy, hastily putting away the chessboard and setting it up again.

  Wei Zhao actually had some subconscious resistance towards his future wife in his heart, and today's teasing of Li Xiujuan was a manifestation of this subconscious resistance.

  Wei Zuo also reached out to take back the chessboard and looked at the pale-faced white-shirted scholar, guessing his identity in his heart.

  Qin Yun didn't even know who the emperor had arranged for him to marry, yet he knew?

  Soon, the remaining chess pieces reappeared on the board. The white-clad scholar held a white piece and was about to make his move when he suddenly changed expression, looked up at Wei Zuo and said: "Brother Wei, let's swap!"

  Wei Xiao chuckled and stood up. The little girl quickly followed behind Wei Xiao, her face stuck to his back, hiding and tiptoeing along with him. She thought this pale scholar looked a bit like the soul-stealing ghost from paintings, so white it was scary.

  The two sat down again, Wei Zhao held a white chess piece in his hand, with an austere expression.

  The young man with a pale face stared at the chessboard, holding black chess pieces, frowning and concentrating. He was now fully focused on playing chess, his mind filled with chess pieces.

  Wei Zhuo's fingers pinched the white pawn, and under the scorching gaze of the white-robed bookworm, it fell down with a loud crash!

  Bang

  The young scholar with a pale face watched the chess piece fall into place and listened to the sound of it hitting the board, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  Silence.

  The air was still, and all three of them held their breath. The entire empty third floor was silent, without a single sound.

  The young scholar with a pale face stared at the chess piece, his expression suddenly changed, his right hand stretched out and trembled, his body as if suffocated, motionless.

  After a long time, he suppressed the ups and downs of his chest, swallowed hard, looked up at Wei Zhao, and frowned: "Brother Wei, are you sure?"

  Wei Zuo smiled calmly and said, "Brother, take a serious look at the chessboard."

  That white-faced scholar was taken aback, looked at Wei Xiao with a puzzled expression again, and lowered his head to look at the chessboard.

  Wait a moment, the pale face suddenly turned red, and his eyes widened in shock, almost jumping up.

  The location of Wei Zhuo's ambush was actually his own death trap!

  That chess piece fell, completely blocking Wei Zhuo's expansion route, completely blocking his extended road, this is a dark horse chess!

  But what surprised him even more was that this also reopened a gap for Wei Zhao, allowing him to take another path. In other words, the chess piece Wei Zhao had been completely reborn from a dead end!

  The originally even situation turned around, and it was hard to predict who would win or lose.

  The pale-faced scholar half-squatted and half-stood with his body arched, his face deathly pale, his eyes gleaming brightly as he stared at the chessboard, his pair of white hands lightly feeling around on the board as if touching a treasured object, his pale face filled with an even more strange and inexplicable expression.

  Although he didn't know the background of this white-faced scholar, Wei Zhao was certain that he had no malicious intentions. Moreover, Wei Zhao vaguely guessed where he came from. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said: "Brother, do you want to dispel your doubts?" Dispelling doubts, naturally referred to the previous two rounds.

  "Ah!"

  But what made Wei Zuo stunned was that the white-faced scholar suddenly stood up, opened his fan, and laughed heartily at Wei Zuo with a smile on his face. He bowed his fist and said in a low voice: "Brother Wei is indeed a hidden dragon, a great talent in hiding! Bai Wuchang admires you!"

  Looking at the suddenly changed complexion of the white-faced scholar, Wei Xiao was slightly stunned, and then smiled and nodded. Some people indeed cannot be speculated from a normal person's perspective.

  Wei Zhuo smiled faintly and stood up, looking at him and saying "Is Brother Bai going to answer my three questions?"

  The young scholar didn't dawdle, haha laughed and said "That's natural, first tell you the first one, there is a drunkard waiting for you downstairs. As for the other two questions, I'll wait for you downstairs. Farewell!" After finishing speaking, he folded his fan and walked towards the stairs with big strides, haha laughing loudly.

  The little girl scrunched up her nose and glared at the back of the white-faced bookworm, her face dissatisfied as she looked up at Wei Zhao.

  Wei Xiao was taken aback for a moment, looking at his back with a thoughtful expression, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, muttering to herself: "Today, it seems that there will be surprises."

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  An amateur of Go, I don't consider myself a beginner, but rather an entry-level player. For the profound and mysterious game of Go, I have always maintained a reverent attitude. If there are any unreasonable points, please feel free to point them out. Thank you.

  Thank you to the five big brothers who generously rewarded 'gengsu' for 'authentic Qing Town Yang Yu Gao'. Thank you.