Outside the street gate, a table, two chairs, two people.
There is no status in front of the chessboard, and some just turn chess into pawns and fight vertically and horizontally.
After guessing, Fang Xing said: "Seventeen in the Han and Wei dynasties, and then nineteen, so far the way of Go has been completed, but it is limited by the fetters of rules, and there is always a sense of unfinished meaning. ” After speaking, Fang Xing, who got the white son, leaned forward slightly, and got a son from the star position on Dong Jian's side.
Dong Jian groaned for a moment, and also landed on the star position on Fang Xing's side.
There was Sha Hei standing on the side, and there were a few men who saw the excitement and knew a little about Go.
The three houses where Fang Xing lived were originally a shop, but later the family found an opportunity to move back to Xuanfu, and it was empty.
There are a few shops on this street, and at this time, they saw that this side was lively, so those people didn't even do business, and came over to watch from a distance of more than ten steps.
Go is a mysterious thing for most people, and it is impossible to imagine how the same black and white pieces can perform thrilling chess games on those nineteen chessboards.
Fang Xing's second son fell directly on Xiaomu, and Dong Jian's layout knowledge was only a seat, so it was still a two-star start.
The third son, Fang Xing fell on Sanjiu - the Chinese stream made a shining debut!
Dong Jian was a little at a loss, and the third son was not left behind. …… After Atai got up, he drank tea and then ate a few pieces of bread.
Walking out of the tent, Atai saw Yuelu.
"Lord Wang, our people have to continue to build a camp today."
Yuelu was rubbing her stomach, as if she was trying her best to endure something.
Atai nodded and said: "Dehuan will definitely come, so the stronger the camp is built, the safer we are, we have to keep an eye on it, don't cheat." ” Yuelu groaned, "Yes, Lord Wang......
Lord, I'm ......
I'm going to go to the toilet. ” "......"
A sharp fart was released in front of Atai.
Then the fart sound became muffled.
Yuelu didn't care about any physique, so he ran to the temporary toilet with his gutter between them.
Atai frowned and covered his nose, and then walked out of this section of the road quickly.
"Pull it up!"
Not far away, more than a dozen people were dismembering trees, and a group of children were waiting.
The axe and saw went into battle together, and it didn't take long for the big log to be broken down into sections.
Then the children rushed up and snatched the fallen branches from the ground.
Although the migration was difficult, we managed to reach our destination, but the fuel was insufficient.
Ah Tai looked at this scene and said, "Can you organize someone to collect some firewood?"
” Yuelu was not there, and someone from the guard behind him said, "Lord Wang, there are many things now, and I don't have time to go." ” "Hold on!"
Atai slowly inspected the fence.
A trench had to be dug in front of the fence, and it had to be dug very deep, which was the requirement of the Ming army.
Rows of people stood on the edge of the ditch, struggling to lift baskets full of dirt and carry them to the camp, where it is said that the Ming people would teach everyone how to build mud huts, which were much stronger than tents in winter.
Ay!
Atai looked at this scene with some blankness, he was worried that these herdsmen would slowly get used to the way of life of the Ming people, and would no longer be willing to work hard to live in the grass.
At that time, the Tatars no longer had their own specialty, and if they wanted to support themselves, they were afraid that they would have to go to the Ming people for help.
Farming?
Atai looked at the white and chubby hands he maintained, imagining these hands holding the hoe, and suddenly felt a little interesting.
However, thinking of what happened to the Warat people in the future, Atai smiled unkindly.
Hahaha!
And that damn Arutai, what a bullshit master, is the same as Tuohuan, who treats these so-called Great Khans as puppets and scolds them at every turn.
"It's best if they're all dead!"
Atai took a sip and then led the people back.
Tens of thousands of tribes are all gathered here, and those tents are everywhere, but the Ming army has rules, and all tents must be placed in order, so it looks not chaotic at all, and it is in order.
A monk was giving a lecture, and a large group of people gathered around him, all kneeling reverently in front of the monk.
Ah Tai stopped, remembering that he had been lucky enough to see the grand scene of the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance, which was really nostalgic.
The monk's voice was low, and the people around him gradually lowered their eyes and felt peaceful.
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Atai couldn't, he was thinking about the future development of the Tatar Ministry, so as soon as the two emotions touched, he immediately became irritable.
At this time, the herdsmen followed the monk and began to chant the scriptures, and the voice was loud.
Ah Tai turned around and saw that his guards were all solemn, and he couldn't help but snort lightly.
At the same time, a tent on the side was lifted, and the metal object immediately reflected. …… Xinghe Fort has been fine recently, and Fang Xing has taken over the power, so Zhang Yu, who has nothing to do, can only go to command the Tatars to repair the camp all day long, teach the signal command flag to unify the two sides, etc.
After checking it out in the morning, Zhang Yu returned to the city.
Today, there happened to be a convoy of baggage trucks coming from Xuanfu to be inspected outside the fort gate.
Zhang Yu took a closer look, and just happened to spot check a bag of flour.
"It's so white, it's definitely delicious when made into cakes......"
A few Tatars outside the fort came over with envy, and they couldn't afford to eat such high-end goods.
Zhang Yu smiled, the Tatar Department has been busy enough these days, and the grazing work has been handed over to those old people and children.
These people are probably lazy.
When the Tatars approached, one of them reached out to touch the flour, and one of the sergeants reprimanded: "Stay away, these are life-saving foods, who dares to take advantage!"
” The Tatar took a step back, glanced at the smiling Zhang Yu, and then said a few words about Meng Yuan.
Zhang Yu's complexion changed suddenly, and he began to retreat in an instant, preparing to draw his knife at the same time.
The Tatars who can understand the Ming dialect actually use Mengyuan dialect to speak to the guards of Xinghe Fort, this is ...... …… There were more than 60 more pieces on the board, and black looked precarious except for his lower left corner.
The so-called golden horn and silver edge grass belly, but Fang Xing went the other way, grabbed the slow of the black chess from the beginning, and then pressed the black chess below the three ways in one go.
"It's too thick!"
Dong Jian's face was covered with sweat, and he stared intently at the chessboard, trying to find a plan that could encroach on the strength of the white chess.
For a long time, Dong Jian cast a son on the fifth road, and echoed the sunspot who had just emerged on the fourth road.
You can attack, you can defend, you should be able to attack.
Fang Xing smiled and asked Sha Hei: "The chessboard is like a battlefield, the chess pieces are like soldiers, and the chess player is the commander, who do you think can win this game of chess?"
” Sha Hei was stunned and looked at Fang Xing.
Fang woke up with a smile, but his eyes seemed to be fine needles, and his stabbing black eyes hurt.
Cold sweat instantly burst out from the black back.
The sun in the sky was swaying with heat, but Sha Hei felt cold, like the cold when he saw his people guarding a pile of frozen cattle and sheep during a snowstorm.
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Can't you answer?"
That's a useless, useless guy, and King Ning will abandon it if he wants to......"