Chapter 448 Wonderful Interpretation

Zhang Lun came forward to wake up Zhang Mao and ask him to rest in the room. As soon as he came over, he saw Zhang Mao suddenly open his eyes, which scared the two of them.

Zhang Mao saw Song Nan standing in front of him staring at a glance, and immediately straightened up, as if nothing had happened before, and said lightly, "Come on!"

Song Nan bowed his hand and said, "Today is the New Year, I'm here to invite you to be safe."

Zhang Mao's eyes flashed, and there was no such a decadent look when he was asleep. As a prince, he was cold and confident like a soul, and his whole body was also energetic.

"Sit down and order people to have tea." Zhang Mao pointed to the small stool opposite.

Zhang Lun waved to the servant standing in the distance to make tea again. Song Nan also sat opposite the small table rudely. Zhang Lun had nowhere to sit and stood beside Zhang Lun half bowed.

"How's your son?" Zhang Mao stretched out his hand to play with the black and white on the table and asked faintly.

"It's good, but it's inconvenient to go back today. I plan to let her go back to the government for a few days after the Spring Festival. She also misses her husband very much. She asked me to ask my husband if his back pain is better. Is it effective to apply the white medicine bag brought back from Yunnan last time?"

Zhang Mao Zhanyan said, "Your son is the wife of the Song family, and you don't have to go back from time to time. You take me to talk to her and ask her to honor her mother-in-law and obey her husband. If you have a child in the future, you should be a good mother. Don't rely on your temper. My son is very filial. It's not in vain that the old man has loved her for more than ten years. The medicine bag is very effective, but my back pain is an old problem, but it will not be cured for a while.

Song Nan nodded and smiled, and Zhang Lun interrupted: "Grandpa's back pain fell when he fought with the Tatson outside the gate. At that time, he was stabbed twice in the back. I don't know what was on the dog's machete, but after recovering, the stolen goods fell into his body and often had pain. The old man has suffered a lot from it for so many years.

Zhang Mao waved his hand and said, "What did he say about this? Song Nan would think that I was bragging about his previous heroic deeds again.

Song Nan hurriedly said, "Don't say this. If I can stand in the Ming Dynasty, it is the protection of generations of loyal and brave ministers. The predecessors bathe in blood, and the descendants follow the example. This is inheritance. No matter how many years have passed, these things should never be forgotten and despised."

Zhang Mao looked up at Song Nan and said, "You are very good."

It's enough to say that you are very good. Zhang Mao rarely praises others face to face. Even praise is just a light word, but the weight is not light. It's just that the praise at this moment is like the first time I know Song Nan with a little regret.

Zhang Lun looked at the two worriedly. They avoided talking about the previous incident, as if there had been no entanglement, but avoided an embarrassment; but the more so, the more uneasy Zhang Lun was, and the more he avoided, the more unavoidable it was.

Zhang Mao lowered his head and put chess pieces on the chessboard on the table. After a long time, he pointed to the chessboard and said, "Song Nan, your chess skills seem to be good. How about helping me solve this chess game?"

Song Nan shook her head and said, "What kind of chess skills do I have? Why don't you make a fool of yourself?"

Zhang Mao said, "That day, Xu Guangzuo and I had a game of endgame. Originally, I would definitely lose. Later, you solved a double life. Did you still say that your chess skills were not good?"

Song Nan refused: "That was done randomly. Why does the old man care? I forgot about that."

Zhang Mao said, "Come on, let's understand. There is nothing left and right. Could it be that there are a lot of guests in your house waiting for you to go back to greet them? If so, you can go back."

Song Nan said, "Who dares to go to my door? Isn't the lesson of several unlucky courtiers enough a few days ago? There is no one else in front of my court except my subordinates and old ones, and I don't have to greet them specially. They won't be surprised.

Zhang Lun said, "In this case, let's accompany the old man to study, and there will be nothing to do. If I hadn't been good at chess, I would have played chess with the old man, and I wouldn't let him play with myself."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Okay, then I will make a fool of myself." After saying that, I looked at the chess game carefully, but I saw that the chess game was dense and the black and white were entangled. You had me and I had you, which was just an exquisite endgame.

Song Nan is not very proficient in chess, but among his friends in later generations, there are several professional chess players. With such friends around him, he has also grown a lot after a long time. After looking at it for a while, Song Nan focused his eyes on a piece of chess piece in the middle belly.

"Well... old man, this is the final competition. At present, black and white chess is a balance of power. The difference is between half a glance, and you may win this game first in the middle abdomen."

"Oh? I don't think so. Black chess and white chess is a balance of power. At this moment, it is a white chess piece. If you try your best to strangle it, black chess may have a counterattack, and the victory or defeat is unknown. But if you keep the critical position here, it may become the double living situation you said.

Zhang Mao said that while verifying, several black and white pieces fell. Sure enough, black and white chess had its own benefits, and there was no longer an inch of progress, and the two sides became a two-living game.

Song Nan shook his head and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, I can't agree. If you have a chance of winning, you have to fight. Either you die or I will live. The situation of double life is unacceptable."

Zhang Mao looked at Song Nan and said, "This chess game is similar to the chess game you saw when you came to my house that year. Why did you ask for double life, but now you say that double life is unacceptable?"

Song Nan said, "At this time, the first player of black chess fell into the wind and was bound to lose, so he had to ask for two lives to protect himself. Now he is a pioneer of white chess. The difference in chess seems simple, but there are more than dozens of changes. With the first-hand benefits, you may not be able to win, but you may not have a try.

Zhang Mao stared at Song Nan and said, "It may not be eaten back and the dragon will be lost."

Song Nan nodded and said, "Maybe, but if there is one in ten thousand chances, you have to work 100%. What is double life? It seems to end peacefully, but in fact, both sides are defeated. People in the world only remember the wonderful game of victory and defeat, but they don't remember a mediocre two-live game, which is the difference.

Zhang Mao was silent for a long time and said, "Don't you hesitate to abandon everything?"

Song Nan said, "I said that if there is a chance to win, if there is no chance, who will be a fool?"

"Okay, you and I will give it a try." Zhang Mao took off his previous son and handed over the chess jar of white chess to Song Nan.

Song Nan did not hesitate to reach out and pick up a piece to enter the chess game. Zhang Mao frowned tightly. Song Nan was arrogant and domineering and went straight into a small open space in the black chess. There was no reason to say that it was extremely domineering.

Zhang Mao slowly answered the first son and cut off one of the channels of the white word rushing out. Song Nan patted another one, but this time it was directly cut off in the first black chess dragon on the side. However, although the black chess dragon did not work, it was full of breath and could not be broken by this one.

Zhang Mao shook his head slightly and reached out to answer another son, but it was a defensive eye. When the next word fell, the dragon would have a glance, and this son disappeared and fought, with the image of the white chess dragon.

Song Nan ignored it, continuously fell, broke his eyes and broke the road, chased and intercepted him, and launched a siege against this hundred-purpose dragon; Zhang Mao responded calmly, followed Song Nan's falling defense at a glance, and did not leak water.

When Song Nan lost another son, Zhang Mao laughed and said, "You lost."

Song Nan said, "Why?"

Zhang Mao dropped a son and mentioned more than a dozen whites in a row and said, "Your big dragon was interrupted and raised. Both sides are tight, and the head and tail are difficult to care. Even the * who has just learned chess can also be surrounded and killed; you have lost. Now it seems that it is still cost-effective to live in pairs.

Song Nan said, "Is that right?" After saying that, a son fell slowly.

Zhang Mao shook his head and said, "Aren't you going to save it?"

Song Nan said, "Since you must die, what's the use of saving it? On the contrary, my husband should look at what to do with the two black chess pieces in the upper right corner. Before surrounding and annihilating the dragon in my middle abdomen, the old man may have paid a higher price than me.

Zhang Mao looked at the corner anxiously. Unconsciously, in order to cope with Song Nan's step-by-step pressure in the middle abdomen, the chess pieces he and Song Nan fell had spread to the corner where they were originally peaceful. At this moment, they were in a dangerous situation. Even if he could slaughter the black dragon, he still lost the number.

"Are you willing to go to this big dragon in the middle abdomen? I can't believe it. I really can't imagine it."

"The golden horn silver-rimmed grass belly, the corners seem to be small, and the big dragon in the middle is affordable; the old man cares about the big dragon that killed me, but he doesn't know that the originally stable corner has been quietly eroded by me. Is this game still useful?"

Zhang Mao stretched out his hand and sprinkled the pieces in his hand on the chess game, which was to admit defeat. He was stunned and said, "Song Nan, I know that you have entered the irreversible chess game, and you can only move forward, and even fight for life and death. I was unwilling to allow you to enter the regiment camp, on the one hand, because it conflicted with the interests of our government, and on the other hand, I didn't want you to fall too deep. Now it's useless to say anything. You have entered the game. You can't live both. You can only fight for life and death. I still say that the government will not help you. Whether you are unhappy or angry with me, I won't play this kind of chess game with you.

Song Nan smiled and said, "I understand. I understand that the old man has always been so straightforward. I also said something straightforward. Please give me some advice."

"What's the motto? I would like to see it."

Song Nan got up and said with his hand behind his back, "Everything in the world follows a law, which is the word rise and fall. When you grow up, you will be in full bloom, and then you will die; the more you want to preserve and retain some things, the more the results are often unsatisfactory. Although the morning dew flowers are beautiful, they will inevitably evaporate and wither, because this is the law. Although the prestige of the Hundred-year-old Duke's Mansion needs to be continued, the world has changed, and many things have changed. If my husband has always thought that this world is still the world decades ago, it is a big mistake.

Zhang Mao said in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Song Nan said lightly, "It's just to ask my husband to see the reality clearly. What should be lost will eventually be lost. It's not beautiful to keep yourself."