Chapter 93

But a game of chess, beitangxuan naturally won't put a big cap on him. He just disliked it. After a look at beitangyi, he was the only one who could not do anything. Without speaking, he turned to beitanghao and said with a smile on his face: "among the brothers, you are the best at playing. How about going to kill with the emperor?"

Bei Tang Hao didn't respond immediately. He glanced at the North Hall wing. He also immediately stood up and turned over to pose for invitation. Beitang Hao swung his sleeves and sat down impolitely, tidying up the pieces on the chessboard.

"Where can I play? It's just a little longer than some older brothers. The emperor is also a high-ranking minister. " However, for a moment, he will pack up the chessboard, and then pass the white to the North Hall Xuan, adding, "the emperor first please."

After taking over Baizi, beitangxuan doesn't give in to beitanghao, so he drops a black spot in the center of the chessboard. He looked at the spot, as if thinking a little: "third, who do you think will win between us?"

Beitang Hao's mouth was full of salt and salt, and his words were somewhat arbitrary: "victory or defeat is a common thing. Why should the emperor stick to this?"

Listening to beitanghao's words, beitangxuan burst out laughing: "this chess is like life. Winning or losing is related to success or failure and fame and wealth. Naturally, I care more about it."

While they were talking, several pieces had been left on the chessboard. Black and white are scattered, and the other princes are holding their breath, watching the two of them at war. Beitanghao was holding a white piece, and he was indecisive.

The victory or defeat on the chessboard has been clear for a long time. First of all, the heart of beitangxuan is not here. Every piece of chess is only defending but not attacking. Several times, he has lost the wrong piece. Secondly, he just wants to discuss his ideal of life with beitanghao by playing chess, so that it is not important to win or lose.

But if beitanghao really won the game, what would beitangxuan think? What he said just now seems to be praising him, but unintentionally pushed him to the top of the storm. The relationship between several princes had been tense for a long time, but he said he was good in front of the public.

"I just want to be a idle cloud and wild crane, and be an idle king, and be famous." Beitanghao was sincere and left a son.

Looking at the chessboard, the black and white chess pieces are not giving in. Beitangxuan understands that beitanghao is also intentional. He has seen through his intention to lose, but he just won't let himself lose.

"If you have been idle for a long time, you will not find something to do." Beitangxuan once again throws down a white piece. It is no longer important to win or lose chess. He believes that beitanghao can understand his words.

Beitanghao sticks up a piece of chess piece, but his eyes are fixed on beitangxuan: "the emperor, everyone has his own ambition, so he can't do it."

With a crack, the pieces fell heavily.

As the pieces fall, there is a sigh around. North Hall Hao lowered his head and looked at the chess game for a long time. Then he said with a dull smile, "how about a draw?"

Everyone nodded, only to see that on the chessboard, white can't help sunspots, sunspots can't help white, in addition to a draw, it's really impossible to define. Looking at beitanghao, beitangxuan showed a meaningful smile of his own: "third, I've really seen you all these years."

Several princes listened to beitangxuan's words, but they did not doubt that there was him. They repeatedly agreed: "yes, only the chess skills of the younger brother of the three emperors can compete with the emperor."

Bei Tang Hao smiles indifferently, gets up and bows to the North Hall Xuan: "the emperor praises me falsely. If it is not the emperor's intention to give in, I'm afraid that he is not the opponent."

After saying a word, the atmosphere in the venue became a bit oppressive. More or less, they all felt that beitanghao's words were full of thorns, but they could not figure out what was wrong.

When you wake up and turn around, Qin Yuran finds that she is not dead yet. She slowly sits up from the ground, reaches out her hands and turns around in front of her eyes for several times. She even touches her forehead with uncertainty and some temperature.

When she got up, the chill in her lower abdomen had disappeared. Her eyes were graceful, but she found that she was no longer in the previous tomb chamber. This place is enclosed on all sides, like the thousand machine Pavilion. The only difference is that there is no constellation map on the top of the head, instead, it is replaced by a night pearl.

After fainting, what mechanism did she touch, so she came here by mistake? She pinched her sore neck and small waist, and she couldn't help feeling that she couldn't catch up with the change. She had remembered the map that was not familiar with very well. Now she woke up in such a strange place, and she had no idea how to go the next way.

Qin Yuran looked around and felt that it was no way to go on like this. Sooner or later, he would be starved to death or trapped to death. It's a pity that she didn't touch the mechanism for a long time. She didn't move around again. She didn't move around again.

Some chagrined casually found a wall, sat down and leaned back, looked back at the night pearl on top of his head, thinking of strange things since he came in. Just now at the xuantie ice coffin, she probably guessed about the identity of the owner of the tomb room. It should be the tomb of a royal family of the previous dynasty, and the most likely site is the tomb site of the last emperor / emperor.

Although when she was born, today's emperor beitangxuan was already on the top. However, the existence of the Northern Dynasty was only 20 years, and the unofficial history was willing to pay attention to it. When she was a child, she was often forbidden by her father. At that time, she had to rely on her brother to buy some unofficial history and painting books from the market to relieve her boredom.She once read a talk book about the founding of the state of Xiao. The description on it is very brief, which can be said to have been taken with a brush. In a short sentence, "the emperor of the previous dynasty was merciless, and the whole world raised its troops, and the fate of the northern family was his destiny.".

However, when it comes to unofficial history, she suddenly thought that Li Zhan was full of books about the unofficial history of the previous dynasty in that cave. She had also wondered why Li Zhan was so keen on such miscellaneous books about the unofficial history of the former dynasty. After all, she could not control what kind of books Li Zhan read was his hobby.

In the dark, all things seem to be inextricably linked, but Qin Yuran can't find a reasonable intersection to connect all the things together. What is the tomb for her father?

She took out the silk map again without any hope, but she was surprised and almost cried with joy when she saw it. I saw that the map, which had been pasted before, could not be seen clearly. Now it has turned into a different image.

As the saying goes, Jiang is still old and spicy. Zhang Wei has worked hard and painstakingly on this map. Even she has been fooled by her father again and again. Her hands trembled and she looked at the map again and again.