After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Chapter 327: Failed to Provoke, but Got Beaten

"You tried your best this time." Wen Chengyu smiled and said, "Keep going, this is the last round."

Wen Chengyu is not the type to rush for success. He played the first two games cautiously. He is a master at layout.

In the third game, Yuan Qing wanted to change his thinking.

She used to mainly defend herself, and would only take the initiative to attack when she encountered an unavoidable situation.

Yuan Qing calmed down and began to think about countermeasures.

She made her move carefully this time, but she was no longer timid.

Wen Chengyu felt a little surprised.

She was able to turn around so quickly, summarize the first two games, analyze his tactics, turn defense into offense, and accumulate considerable advantages in the early stages.

It's very rare.

Wen Chengyu did not change and continued to make arrangements in his own way.

Yuan Qing did not let him lead him, and placed another piece near the previously lonely white chess piece.

Wen Chengyu became more interested.

These two hands seemed to have nothing to do with the surroundings, but if she continued to walk like this, the trap she had set up in advance would probably become ineffective.

Not only that, she can also take the opportunity to counterattack.

Yuan Qing did not dare to relax at all.

She knew what kind of person Wen Chengyu was.

His territory is not far away.

If he turns to place pieces on her side, then all the previous pieces will be killed by him, and she has to find a way out for herself.

She began to shift her position upwards.

Want to run?

Wen Chengyu followed leisurely with a smile on his face.

The black and white chess pieces were fighting each other fiercely. Yuan Qing tried his best but could only save three pieces.

Looking back, the rest had been wiped out.

Alas...she lost again.

The big guy is bullying the noob, it’s just a waste.

Yuan Qing stretched out tiredly, "Do you want to play more?"

Wen Chengyu held the chess piece in his hand and said, "No more playing. Go back first."

He ordered Eunuch Shun to send the person out, and then his eyes fell on the chessboard.

The three games of chess today were not just for fun, he had deeper meanings hidden in them, but it was not the time to reveal them yet.

He called out a man in black, "Did you write down all the three games just now?"

"take note of it."

"Okay." Wen Chengyu coughed a few times, "Go down."

The black-clad figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

After Eunuch Shun sent the people away, he waited outside, waiting to be summoned by his master.

Hearing the cough, he didn't dare to delay for a moment. He patted his clothes and walked inside.

When I got there, I found that the master seemed to have fallen asleep.

He moved the charcoal brazier outside in.

Now they can only place their hopes on Doctor Ruan. If even he can't do anything, he doesn't know what other methods there are to help His Majesty live longer.

Thinking of this, he raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears.

It is said that good people don't live long, but evil deeds last for thousands of years. This saying is so damn accurate.

He turned his gaze to the chessboard not far away and hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should collect it.

Wen Chengyu closed his eyes and said, "Just put it there."

Eunuch Shun responded with a low “yes”.

After Eunuch Shun left, Wen Chengyu slowly opened his eyes, pulled his hands out from under the quilt, and spread out his palms.

It was a bloody handkerchief.

But he seemed unmoved, he just took a look and then put his hand down again.

He propped himself up, looked at the charcoal brazier not far away, and threw the handkerchief into it.

The handkerchief was touched by the flame and it caught fire. The fire grew higher but was soon extinguished.

In the red-hot charcoal basin, the tiny towel was so vulnerable.

Wen Chengyu suddenly felt weak and fell back onto the couch.

He stared blankly at the intricate carvings on the roof, and unexpectedly found that there was such a pleasing moment in this hall where he usually handled government affairs.

Normally he would lie hunched over the desk, with his head lowered, and all he could see was the pile of memorials on the desk.

But when he changed his posture, the things that made him feel bored suddenly became interesting.

This should be the mentality that Qing'er is talking about.

Wen Chengyu raised his hands to cover his eyes and laughed silently.

She was right, things in this world are unpredictable, just follow your heart.

……

An San replaced Mu Xiaoxiao's job and was responsible for running errands for Yuan Qing.

He is half a gangster. He is not good at martial arts, but his ability to be sneaky and cunning is not inferior to others.

A big part of the reason why I made an exception and accepted him was because I saw this "cunning" trait in him.

It can also be said that most of the businesses she created under other identities were helped by An San.

It's just that there's one thing about him that makes people hate him, and that's he's too talkative. Not only is he talkative, but he's also extremely mean. But no one can argue with him, and in the end, others just walk away in anger.

Yuan Qing returned to the new house and heard a commotion before he even entered the yard.

It sounded as if only An San was shouting, and every time he spoke, there was a sound of breaking wind.

Yuan Qing: "..."

She knew this would happen.

Put the two of them together, and they're either fighting or on the way to a fight. There's no way they can coexist peacefully.

She pushed the door open and the two men turned to look at her.

An San ran towards her with a resentful tone, "Master, you are finally back. When you were not at home, that——"

Gong Chan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the Tianshan Sword sensed her emotions and moved as well.

An San was so frightened that he immediately fell silent. He could only look at his master pitifully, hoping that she would make the decision for him.

Yuan Qing, who knew the Third Brother's character well, didn't buy his tricks. "Don't come on, if I want to settle the dispute between you two, how can I believe your one-sided words?"

She looked at Gong Chan who was resting with her eyes closed, thought for a while, and said, "I understand."

Then he walked into the house.

An San chased after her and asked, "Master, what do you understand?"

Yuan Qing put down his bag, turned around and looked at him and said, "I failed to provoke you, but got beaten up instead."

Dark Three: "..."

Master, do other people know that you are so partial?

"Have you been very idle these past two days?" Yuan Qing was busy with the work at hand. "If so, I will send you an errand."

"Is it difficult?"

"Have."

"What kind of difficulty?"

“…Is this what you care about?”

"Not really, it's just..."

Yuan Qing interrupted him and directly assigned him a task, "Go to an official's mansion and help me find out the news."

This was the first time that his master had formally assigned him a task since he arrived in Beijing, and it sounded so serious, so it must be related to the imperial court.

He knew that this matter could not be taken lightly, so he said with a serious face, "Master, please speak."

Yuan Qing handed him a blueprint and said, "Take a look first."

Although An San had been to the capital before, he had never been to the homes of the imperial nobles, so after looking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out which official's mansion this was.

"It was a general's mansion before. Later, the new owner of this place was rewarded for exposing his brother's treason and escape, so the late emperor made him an Earl."

An San thought about it carefully.

It’s actually not that difficult to find such a family.