A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 37 Excellent chess skills
  Jiang Fengqing smiled mysteriously at Lu Jianglan. She didn't pay attention to the noise outside the study door just now. She turned her eyes back to her painting. She listened carefully to the master's lecture and filled in a few strokes on the painting. .

Judging by the time, Jiang Fenghua would plan to study at Hanchen College in the next few days. She naturally knew that it was Jiang Fenghua who deliberately made noise outside the studio door just now.

Jiang Fengqing's eyes were calm and clear, and she was modifying the painting carefully, but in her heart she was thinking about Jiang Fenghua's future. She also knew that Jiang Fenghua had fallen in love with Nangong Zhuo at first sight in Zhuangzi. The mother and daughter were taken into the Jiang Mansion just because they were thinking about it. I want to get married in Prince Rong's Mansion, so I naturally want to go to Hanchen Academy to get married.

If that's the case, then why doesn't she help them?

However, Jiang Fenghua was just a concubine, and her status was really low. Naturally, it was impossible for her to become Nangong Zhuo's main wife, and she could only act as a concubine to show off her power.

Although Jiang Fenghua was also Nangong Zhuo's concubine at the beginning of her previous life, she was considered as Jiang Fengqing's dowry at the time, and she was raised by her mother. She was regarded as half of the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, so she reluctantly became a concubine in Prince Rong's palace. This made Jiang Fenghua become more and more arrogant.

However, Jiang Fenghua did not have such good luck in this life. In this life, Jiang Fengqing did not want to marry Nangong Zhuo at all, and Jiang Fenghua even talked about using her to bring her into Prince Rong's palace.

Being able to be Nangong Zhuo's concubine would be considered a compliment to her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengqing gradually frowned, subconsciously raised her hand to bite the penholder, and stared down at the painting on the desk in deep thought.

Since Jiang Fenghua was destined to be Nangong Zhuo's concubine, why didn't she find a real wife for Nangong Zhuo who was more arrogant than her but equally noble in status to suppress Jiang Fenghua?

It’s just this choice...

Wait, is there anyone more arrogant than her in Lin'an City?

"Ah! Jiang Fengqing, why are you biting the pen holder? Look, the ink is dripping on her dress!" Lu Jianglan really didn't know what to draw. When she turned around, she saw Jiang Fengqing biting the pen holder in a daze, her thoughts wandering away. Wherever he was, he quickly grabbed her wrist and moved the ink-covered brush away from her chest.

Just as Jiang Fengqing came back to her senses, she saw Lu Jianglan's enlarged cheeks suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, her eyes full of concern, and she took a step back with her eyes dodged.

Sure enough, in the next few days, no matter where they were in class, there would always be some scattered noises coming from outside the door. At first, only Jiang Fengqing could hear it. Later, more and more people heard it, and every time it was at the door. When students are paying attention to class, there will be a burst of noise outside the door, attracting everyone's attention.

During the Go class, the entire chess hall was extremely quiet. A huge upright chessboard was installed on the wall in front of the students. On the chessboard, the black and white stones were fighting. The black stones clearly had the upper hand, and it was the endgame. Although the chessboard was full of visible stones. It's the black one, but if you look closely, there's still a glimmer of hope for the white one.

The master walked back and forth between the students with his hands behind his back. He looked at the chessboard in front of the student and shook his head. He walked to the other side and watched the other student withdraw a move. He sighed again and began to doubt his teaching level. .

All the students were also very distressed by this incomplete game, and they all sighed. Suddenly, the only sound in the room was the sound of turning chess pieces.

In this environment, Jiang Fengqing looked at ease and was in a good mood. After all, when she helped Nangong Zhuo win the throne in her previous life, she followed him to fight in the border areas. The soldiers of the Southern Kingdom were acting in treacherous and unpredictable ways. She studied war chess every night. , in order to defeat the enemy's troops, she went through all the existing chess records, and her chess skills were considered superb. She held the white pieces in her hand and dropped them together. The situation in the chess world changed in a short distance, her eyebrows furrowed and her eyebrows relaxed, and the white and black pieces changed positions in an instant.

Seeing that another game of chess was played, Jiang Fengqing smoothed her long hair around her ears with her thin white fingers, then stretched out, raised her hand and started picking up the black stones. It was still early anyway, and she planned to play another game.

"Hey, hey?!" The master saw Jiang Fengqing picking up all the black stones into the chess basket from a distance. He quickly took a few steps, grabbed her wrist holding the black stones, and stopped her cruel behavior.

"Are you going to collect the chess pieces after the game is over?" The master reprimanded him seriously, and educated him in a matter-of-fact manner: "I have never seen a son of an official family like you. How are you proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting? Not to mention calligraphy. Well, I write with my feet more carefully than you do..."

In the middle of her words, the Master turned around and stopped talking. He released his hand on Jiang Fengqing's arm and incredibly carefully observed the chess game in front of her. After watching it for a long time, he did not forget to raise his head and glance at Jiang Fengqing.

Immediately, she lowered her head and studied her chess moves carefully. At first glance, it looked calm. However, upon closer inspection, the chess moves were strange and unpredictable. There were traps everywhere. Every move of the white piece was filled with murderous intent, but it was dealt with. Very appropriate, even a master chess player can only do this.

"Have you reached the sixteenth page of the game?" The master suddenly exclaimed, his pupils narrowed, he stared at Jiang Fengqing in astonishment, and said with admiration: "You have the demeanor of your grandfather when he was young!"

Everyone turned to look at Jiang Fengqing. Even Lu Jianglan, who was next to her, suddenly raised her head and looked at her in shock. She had just finished playing the endgame arranged by the master. How could Jiang Fengqing have already played the sixteenth position on the chessboard? Page?

Obviously, no one believed that Jiang Fengqing, who was usually unlearned and unskilled, suddenly became very good at chess. Someone immediately questioned: "Master, did she directly play the 16th page of the chess score?"

"That's right, what we studied today is only on page five. How could Jiang Fengqing go beyond that?"

Gu Wenqing, who had always been at odds with Jiang Fengqing, immediately rolled his eyes, turned around and poked Jiang Fengxi, "Why haven't I heard that your sister can play chess on weekdays?"

Jiang Fengxi's expression is also a little strange. It is said that her cousin is really good for nothing. The girl Baya can only drink wine and boxing. The gentleman can even ride a horse and shoot archery. I have never heard that she can play chess before, and I heard what the master just said Tone, her Yi skills can be called superb?

She opened her mouth and was about to deny it when she heard Jiang Fengqing ask in confusion: "What's wrong? What are you doing? What's your expression? I don't know calligraphy or painting. If I don't know how to play chess, then I won't be real." Is she an official daughter who has no skills?"

But everyone didn't take it seriously. In their impression, Jiang Fengqing should be uneducated and ignorant.

Jiang Fengqing turned around and looked at the expressions of the people around her, and said very sincerely: "My grandfather would often send people to bring me chess records. I really took the trouble at first, but when I got annoyed, I slowly started reading them. Later, I found this thing quite interesting.”

With a "click" sound, Jiang Fenghua, who had been secretly learning to play chess with his master outside the window, shook his chess hand, and the black piece slipped from his fingertips and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)