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Arriving at the Zen room at the back again, Fang Xing looked up and saw several men standing outside the Zen room under the bright sun, and not far from them there were several big trees that could provide shade.
Zhu Gaoxu also saw it, and he said disdainfully: "These people are all poor guys who want to wait for the young master. Unfortunately, their purpose is not pure. They all want to be recommended by the young master as an official."
These are the guys waiting for pie in the sky to fall!
"Tsk, tsk! They're all tanned to black charcoal!"
Fang Xing shook his head, and in the disdainful eyes of several men, he and Zhu Gaoxi approached the Zen room.
You will be kicked out!
The tanned men all silently thought of their experiences when they went close to the monastery.
"Who? The young master doesn't see any guests!"
At this time, a young novice monk came out, holding a basin of foul-smelling liquid in his hand, and looked at Fang Xing and the two of them warily.
Fang Xing glanced at Zhu Gaoxu, thinking that you asked me to come, so it¡¯s up to you to negotiate.
Zhu Gaoxu frowned and said, "Is the young master here? Just say that Gao Xu wants to see you."
The little novice monk said rudely: "Master is not here! You go back." As he said that, he was ready to splash water.
What a disaster for the fish in the pond!
Fang Xing secretly cried out that he was unlucky, and said quickly: "Uh! I was here last time, with my grandson."
The young novice monk put away the basin, then looked at Fang Xing half-paying, and then said: "I remember seeing you, but the young master is packing things today and has no guests."
Seeing that the young novice monk refused to report, Zhu Gaoxu's temper broke out, and he shouted inside: "Young Master, Gao Xu wants to see you!"
The little novice monk¡¯s eyes were red with anger, and he poured water on Zhu Gaoxu without any courtesy.
I will dodge!
Fang Xing dodged to the side, and while he was glad that he had not been hit, he found Zhu Gaoxu standing proudly behind him.
People who practice martial arts react very quickly!
The little novice monk was so angry that he rushed in with tears in his eyes.
Well¡
If the little novice monk is so angry that he will cry, will the old monk get angry?
Fang Xing and Zhu Gaoxu were both unsure.
After waiting for half the payment, the young novice monk came out. He glared at Zhu Gaoxu bitterly and said coldly: "Young master, please come in."
Okay, both of them felt that they had bullied the children, so they both smiled. But the little novice monk didn't buy it. He turned his head and ignored him at all.
The two of them went in chatteringly, 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 are here, help me move my things."
There are a lot of sundries piled up in the house, but mainly books and manuscripts. They are all placed outside and are about to be packed into wooden boxes.
Zhu Gaoxu took action immediately without saying a word.
Yao Guangxiao frowned and looked at Zhu Gaoxu's rough movements, and said: "Let go and clean the box for me. Let Fang wake up from those books."
Zhu Gaoxu sarcastically let go of the book that was about to be torn by his rough hands, and then clumsily took the rag handed by the little novice who was gloating about his misfortune.
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 still had to do such work today.
After Fang Xing was startled, he calmly sat on the ground, picked up the scattered books, and packed them into boxes according to type.
Fang Xing was packing the boxes. Zhu Gaoxu stacked the packed boxes and then glanced at Yao Guangxiao unconvinced.
Old monk, why do you want me to do this kind of work that only women can do?
After Fang Xing finished sorting the books, he sat calmly on the ground, turned his eyes to Yao Guangxiao, who was writing a letter, and slowly closed his eyes.
The afternoon sun reflects from the ground and trees outside, the light is soft and quiet.
Listening to Zhu Gaoxu¡¯s low murmur, Fang Xing gradually heard only the sound of leaves occasionally being blown by the wind from far and near
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but when Fang Xing opened his eyes, he saw a big head appearing in front of him, with a pair of eyes looking at him curiously.
Before Fang Xing could ask, Zhu Gaoxu took a step back and asked curiously: "Fang Xing, do you have roots?"
"Root? What is it?"
Fang Xing felt refreshed and moved his body. After getting up, he saw Yao Guangxiao sitting on the futon, supporting his chin with his hand, his triangular eyes full of curiosity.
"Young Master, why are you looking at me like this? Isn't the boy's way of organizing books bad? "
Yao Guangxiao did not 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 felt that his mind was empty and spotless, so he sat across from him.
"You can keep it white."
Yao Guangxiao pushed the clay pot containing the white chess pieces to Fang Xing's side.
Fang Xing nodded and said: "Zhibai goes first, young master, I would like to thank you for your kindness today."
Yao Guangxiao nodded, and then the two of them arranged the seats, and Fang Xing unceremoniously stood up.
The two played chess very fast. Zhu Gaoxu, who couldn't play Go, was bored by the side, so he grabbed a cleaning whisk and started playing.
By the middle of the game, the white chess has appeared, and the black chess has taken the ground.
After Yao Guangxiao deployed airborne troops in Fang Xing's hinterland, he said calmly: "Chess is like a person. You like to encircle the situation, but you need to kill to maintain your advantage."
Fang Xing frowned and blurted out: "This kid is the most peaceful person"
"Bang!"
Fang Xing, who just said he had a peaceful temperament, immediately fell into disgrace.
¡ª¡ªA fierce match!
Yao Guangxiao also frowned, his eyes almost narrowed into a line.
Looking up at Fang Xing, Yao Guangxiao chose Xiaojian.
¡ª¡ªYou can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.
Fang Xing pursed his lips tightly and made his move without hesitation.
¡ª¡ªSolid union!
Fang Xing glanced at Yao Guangxiao: You should run and show me! No matter you are jumping in a single room or in a big jump, I will dig it out for you right away!
"Hiss"
Yao Guangxiao did not expect that Fang Xing would give up tough tactics and instead choose a solid and murderous combination.
After exchanging a few moves, Yao Guangxiao couldn't understand it again.
Fang Xing¡¯s move turned into a close-quarters fight. Whenever black had a chance to make a ward, white would destroy it without hesitation.
How to fix it?
Yao Guangxiao calculated carefully and found that if the black chess piece continued to be tossed around, it would only have one backhand eye at most.
How about running away?
When the black chess piece started to run away, Fang Xing changed his fierce killing method and turned into a entanglement attack
When Yao Guangxiao's black piece successfully escaped, he discovered that during the escape, his other black piece was actually surrounded by white pieces.
At this time, a gust of wind blew in from outside the door, and there were some long hairs on the chessboard.
What¡¯s going on at this time?
Fang Xing turned around and saw a funny scene.
Zhu Gaoxu was taking a nap while leaning against several boxes, his head moving slowly. In his hand, the whisk had turned into a bald handle.
There¡¯s so much hair all over the floor!
Fang Xing smiled, turned around and said, "Young Master, how about a draw in this game?"
Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Gaoxu with a look of reminiscence in his eyes
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