Chapter 288: An Unfinished Game of Chess

Coming to the meditation room at the back again, Fang Xing raised his eyes and saw several men standing on the periphery of the meditation room under the sun, and not far from them were a few big trees that could provide shade.

Zhu Gaoxu also saw it, and he said disdainfully: "These people are all fellows who want to be pitied by the young master, but unfortunately their purpose is not pure, they all want to be recommended by the young master as officials."

These are the guys waiting for the pie in the sky!

"Tsk tsk! It's all sunburned!"

Fang Xing shook his head, and approached the meditation room with Zhu Gaoxi under the disdainful eyes of several men.

You will be kicked out!

The few men who were tanned and not swaying in autumn all silently remembered what happened to them when they went close to the meditation room.

"Who? The young master doesn't see any guests!"

At this time, a little novice came out, holding a pot of foul-smelling liquid in his hand, looking at Fang Xing and the two vigilantly.

Fang Xing glanced at Zhu Gaoxu, thinking that you asked me to come here, and it's up to you to negotiate.

Zhu Gaoxu frowned and said, "Is the young master here? Just say that Gao Xu is asking to see you."

The little novice said bluntly: "The young master is not here! You all go back." After saying that, he was ready to splash water.

Disaster!

Fang Xing screamed in his heart that he was unlucky, and hurriedly said, "Ugh! Last time I was here, with my grandson."

The little novice closed the water basin, then looked at Fang Xing and said: "I remember seeing you,

But the young master is packing up his things today, so he doesn't see any guests. "

Seeing that the little novice refused to report, Zhu Gaoxu's stunned temper flared up, and he yelled inside: "Master Gao, please see me!"

The little monk was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he poured water on Zhu Gaoxu unceremoniously.

I flash!

Fang Xing dodged to the side, thankful that he hadn't been hit, but found Zhu Gaoxu proudly standing behind him.

People who practice martial arts react fast!

The little novice was so angry that he rushed in with tears in his eyes.

Well…

If the little novice is crying, will the old monk lose his temper?

Both Fang Xing and Zhu Gaoxu were uncertain.

After waiting for half the salary, the little novice came out, he gave Zhu Gaoxu a bitter look, and said coldly: "Master, please go in."

Well, both of them felt that they had bullied the children, so they both smiled. But the little monk didn't buy it, he turned his head and didn't respond at all.

The two went in awkwardly, and when they got inside, they saw Yao Guangxiao packing up the manuscripts.

After seeing the two of them, Yao Guangxiao said calmly, "Since you're here, help me move things."

There were a lot of sundries piled up in the room, but mainly books and manuscripts, all of which were placed outside and were about to be packed into wooden boxes.

Without saying a word, Zhu Gaoxu immediately started.

Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Gaoxu's rough movements with a frown, and said, "Just let go, go and clean the box for me, and let Fang wake up with those books."

Zhu Gaoxu shyly let go of the book that was about to be torn apart by his rough hands, and then clumsily took the rag handed over by the gloating little monk.

Even before Zhu Di ascended the throne, Zhu Gaoxu was still the prince's son! Zhu Gaoxu felt a little clumsy and ashamed that he had to do such a job today.

After Fang Xing was startled, he sat on the ground calmly, picked up the scattered books, and packed them into boxes according to their categories.

Fang Xing packed the boxes, Zhu Gaoxu stacked up the packed boxes, and then stole a sneaky look at Yao Guangxiao in disbelief.

Old monk, why do you want me to do such a job that women can do!

After Fang Xing finished sorting out the books, he sat on the ground calmly, turned his gaze to Yao Guangxiao who was writing a letter, and slowly closed his eyes.

The afternoon sun is reflected from the ground and trees outside, and the light is soft and quiet.

Listening to Zhu Gaoxu's muttering in a low voice, Fang Xing's ears could only hear the occasional sound of the leaves being blown by the wind...

I don't know how long it took, but when Fang Xing opened his eyes, he saw a big head appeared in front of him, and a pair of eyes on it were looking at him curiously.

Before Fang Xing could ask, Zhu Gaoxu took a step back and asked curiously, "Fang Xing, do you have roots?"

"Roots? What?"

Fang Xing only felt refreshed, so he moved his body a bit. After getting up, he saw Yao Guangxiao sitting on the futon, resting his chin with his hand, his triangular eyes were full of curiosity.

"Young master, why are you looking at me like this? Could it be that the way the boy organizes the books is not good?"

Yao Guangxiao didn't answer, but took out two simple ceramic jars from under the table, and finally a chessboard.

"Can you play chess?"

Yao Guangxiao opened the two jars, revealing the black and white chess pieces inside.

Fang Xing only felt that his mind was empty and spotless, so he sat across from him.

"You take the blame."

Yao Guangxiao pushed the clay pot containing the white chess pieces to Fang Xing's side.

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Zhi Bai first, Young Master, thank you for accepting today."

Yao Guangxiao nodded, and after the two of them arranged the seats, Fang Xing unceremoniously went straight to the corner.

The two played chess very fast, and Zhu Gaoxu, who couldn't play Go, was bored by the side, so he grabbed a cleaning whisk and started playing.

At the middle of the game, the white chess has already shown the appearance of enclosing, and the black chess is taking the ground.

After Yao Guangxiao put in the paratroopers in Fang Xing's hinterland, he said calmly: "Chess is like a man, you like to surround yourself, but you need to kill to keep your advantage."

Fang Xing frowned, and blurted out, "The boy is the most peaceful person..."

"Boom!"

Fang Xing, who had just said that he was peaceful, immediately fell down.

——Vicious ride!

Yao Guangxiao also frowned, his eyes almost narrowed into a line.

Looking up at Fang Xing, Yao Guangxiao chose Xiaojian.

——Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended.

Fang Xing's lips were tightly pursed, and he made the list without hesitation.

- solid and!

Fang Xing glanced at Yao Guangxiao: You should run and show me! Whether you are a single jump or a big jump, I will break it for you right away!

"hiss……"

Yao Guangxiao didn't expect Fang Xing to give up the tough move, and instead chose a solid but murderous merge.

After exchanging a few tricks, Yao Guangxiao couldn't understand again.

Fang Xing's tactic has turned into a personal fight again, whenever the black chess has a chance to make an eye, the white chess will destroy it without hesitation.

What's the matter?

Yao Guangxiao calculated carefully, if this piece of black chess continues to toss in it, there can only be at most one second hand.

Or run away?

When the black chess started to run away, Fang Xing changed his fierce killing method to a entanglement attack...

When Yao Guangxiao's black piece successfully escaped, he realized that his other black piece was actually surrounded by white pieces during the escape just now.

At this time, a gust of wind blew in from outside the door, and immediately there were some long hairs on the chessboard.

What's going on at this time?

As soon as Fang Xing turned his head, he saw a funny scene.

Zhu Gaoxu was leaning against a few boxes and taking a nap, his head was shaking little by little. And in his hands, the whisk has turned into a bald handle.

Hair all over the floor!

Fang Xing smiled, turned around and said, "Young master, how about a draw?"

Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Gaoxu, and there was some memory in his eyes...

"Gao Xu is a miserable person..."

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