C18 (2/2)
According to the saying of the ancients, those who plotted must play chess, while those who plotted were not necessarily capable of plotting. Whether it was Lu Jinghui or Old Yi Country's Duke, both of them were experts in leading troops in plotting.
In the two matches he had with Lu Jinghui last night, one won and one lost, even though Lu JinNian had intentionally put some water in front of his grandfather, it truly wasn't easy.
She had a lot to learn before she took the top spot. Old Yi's chess skills should be even better. Lu JinNian gave it a rough evaluation before deciding on a perfect game to play.
The Old Duke of Yi did not hold it in and took down Lu Jinghui's table, ”Jin'er, let me tell you, this old thing should not look so casual, but he's actually plotting something.”
Back then when I was recuperating from my injuries, I promoted him to be a deputy general so that he could observe the military camp. Back then when I was recuperating from my injuries, I promoted him to be a deputy general so that he could watch the military camp.
When I really couldn't solve the problem, I just bitterly studied the city calligraphy and secretly sent it to me. When I recovered, I discovered that this guy had tamed all the people in the barracks.
”You still have the nerve to say that to me? At that time, I was still a junior school guard, but you overtook so many experienced forward deputy marshals to promote me to be a deputy general. Even I suspect that you intentionally made me the target of public criticism.”
”Later on, I was appointed a great general by the late emperor, and you even ridiculed me for being the most brilliant amongst the military generals.” Later on, I was appointed a great general by the late emperor, and you even ridiculed me for being the best among the military generals.
The Old Duke of Yi laughed, ”So what if it is the little school guard? I heard that four years ago, the Huns invaded, and it was only a little school guard who managed to turn the tide.”
Lu JinNian's hand trembled, and he quickly put down the chess piece, ”Grandfathers, granddaughters are ready.”
The Old Duke of Yi glanced at Lu JinNian, then glanced at Lu Jinghui. Lu Jinghui chuckled, ”Old Yi, let's break the ice.”
At this time, the Duke of Yi's wife brought some tea dishes over and said with a dignified smile, ”Father, please forgive my daughter-in-law for being impolite. Only then did Father know that guests had arrived and have come to pay his respects.”
The Old Duke of Yi nodded, ”Stay in the garden and wait for our guest. Tell someone to bring some tea over. Why would you need to come all the way here?”
Only then did Lu Jinghui remember, ”This old man here isn't some important guest, he's just a country bumpkin. Speaking of which, I almost forgot, this old man brought some specialties from the fields. Muqi, bring it up and let the Old Duke have a stew.”
Lu JinNian facepalmed. No wonder before Grandpa went out, he even got Mu Cha to pack some sweet potato and radish. Their relationship really was a gift from the heavens.
The Old Duke of Yi came from the same trenches as you, so you may not think much of it, but the current Duke of Yi has not been to the battlefield for many times, so he doesn't understand your simplicity. The Duke of Yi's wife was originally a lady of a noble family, so are you sure you won't be treated as someone who came to cause trouble?
”I have seen Lady Yi. Grandfather is free at the farm, and occasionally he can dig out some medicinal herbs from the soil. This is why it is called a speciality, and in order to visit your family, he picked out a Hundred Year Old Spirit Ganoderma, which not only recuperates his body, but also has the effect of beauty and beauty. May Grandpa Yi's health be healthy and that Lady Yi will be young forever.”
When Mu Chess heard Lu JinNian's words, she immediately turned her hands to the Lingzhi that Lu JinNian had told him to bring before he left and offered it up with both of her hands.
Seeing Lu JinNian was modest and courteous, Madam Yi smiled gently and generously, ordering people to receive the Lingzhi that was offered by Mu Chuang.
The Old Duke of Yi glanced at Lingzhi, then looked at the pile of sweet potato and radishes in the corner. He immediately understood and sighed emotionally, ”Your granddaughter knows how to handle things much better than you.”
Lu Jinghui, ”...”