C6 Sheng Mozi Half Son

Beside the old man was servant. He wore a tilted hat and tilted his head. He was looking at Qin Murong with hatred in his eyes.

Qin Murong was very good at looking at people. He had a photographic memory, but he really couldn't remember when he had seen the two of them.

Especially that hostility, where did it come from?

"Come, come, come, let me see that stinking brat. Is this treasure real?"

Cui Baihee pushed an item on the table in front of Qin Murong.

Qin Murong took a closer look and found that it was an ancient jade. Whether it was its color or the engravings on it, they were all items from a long time ago. They could be considered treasures, but they were also relative.

Qin Murong held it in his hand and looked at it. The pattern of the pendant was obviously hanging on his waist. Behind it was a tiger talisman. It looked very strange. Perhaps it was something that belonged to a general. It could be used to decorate and prove one's identity. It could be considered a good treasure.

"Not bad. Good stuff, but it is more symbolic. You don't have an official body now. You want this kind of thing... to suppress your luck for no reason."

"Ah? Isn't this a very good piece of jade? Let you look at the jade, it's not about luck!"

The elder on the other side looked at it with interest. He knew that Cui Baihee rarely got together with young people, because this old man always looked down on young people. He said that each generation was worse than the next, and there were not many people that could make him take a liking to.

Even though his attitude was currently very bad, still calling him a stinking brat, it couldn't be denied that this was a rare opportunity for him to come into contact with young people's situations.

Therefore, the old man was even more interested in Qin Murong.

Qin Murong thought for a moment and said, "How should I tell you? If it is the symbolic meaning, it is still valuable. If it's just jade... hehe, then its value is really limited."

"Ah?!"

Cui Baihee was clearly extremely excited. He said loudly," This is something that this old man spent a large sum of money to buy! You stinking brat, explain clearly to this old man, why is this thing not valuable?"

Qin Murong sighed and said, "Jade, it is said to be jade, but it is still a stone in the end. Even since ancient times, the definition of jade might be different. Simply put, any beautiful stone can be called jade, then its value will be reflected in two aspects. One is how much people like it, it has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness, and the other is how rare it is."

Cui Baihee frowned and said, "Your saying is quite strange, but when you think about it carefully... it seems to be true."

The old man was also stunned. He lowered his head and thought for a while. Then, he nodded repeatedly.

Indeed!

Isn't that what Jade is like?

Qin Murong continued, "It is precisely because of this that this piece of jade... although it is more beautiful and conforms to the public's taste, everyone also likes it very much, but... the degree of liking is different. This one wants to ask, this kind of jade... does the Shangguan family like to use it? For example, use it yourself, or give it a reward?"

Cui Baihee suddenly shouted, "How can we talk about the Shangguan family? You don't want to live anymore, do you?!"

Qin Murong smiled bitterly and said, "To tell you what the Shangguan family likes, it is always interesting. Even if the Shangguan family knows, they should not be angry."

"Humph!" Cui Baihee thought for a moment and said, "The Guan family doesn't like jade. He likes things in bottles and cans. He's a little petty."

Qin Murong couldn't help but laugh. "Your words are the real disrespect."

"Oh!"

Cui Baihee immediately covered his mouth. He looked around and said awkwardly, "Brat, you are the one who caused this. Tell me! What does this have to do with whether the Shangguan family likes it or not?"

Qin Murong smiled and said, "It has a lot to do with it. Everyone loves to catch up with the trend. This jade used to be very valuable because the people at the top of the world liked it. The people who gave it to the people below also often used these tools. The civilians naturally followed suit, so it is very normal for it to become priceless."

"Oh! When you say this... it really makes sense."

Cui Baihee was starting to believe it.

Qin Murong continued, "As for now, the Shangguan family doesn't like it. Then its value would be greatly reduced. More importantly, in terms of rarity, In ancient times, mining technology was limited, and one wanted a piece of jade. One was to pick it up, and the other was to dig. Especially this digging, its current digging ability was not comparable to before. This would cause a large amount of jade to flow into the market, and there would be a large number of them. Therefore, regardless of whether it was the degree of liking or the degree of rarity, Naturally, its value would be... hehe. Therefore, in terms of raw materials, this thing was really worthless. Moreover, its craftsmanship is completely inferior to the current one, isn't it? "

"This..."

Cui Baihee's eyes twitched several times. He grabbed the pendant from Qin Murong's hand and said loudly, "You brat, you are talking nonsense!"

Although he said so, the way he looked at the pendant was obviously different. He had used it to show off to the old man in front of him, but now he was no longer angry.

When he thought of this, he even complained that Qin Murong did not know how to behave and did not give him any face at all.

Therefore, he glared at Qin Murong with all his might.

Qin Murong did not know whether to laugh or cry.

He could not stay or leave.

The old man on the other side saw his embarrassment and said to Cui Baihee, "Alright, Brother Cui. Chess, ancient writing, and so on. They are all small paths. Let's fight on this chessboard."

Cui Baihee saw that someone was fighting on the stage, so he quickly went down the slope.

He continued to play chess, but did not let Qin Murong leave.

Qin Murong even asked with his eyes, but the other party pretended not to see him.

He did not know if it was because of the ring pendant that disturbed his mind. After a while, he was actually forced to retreat. In the blink of an eye, he was already on the losing side.

Cui Baihee raised a piece and did not put it down for a long time. In the end, he suddenly said angrily, "It's all your fault, brat! This old man did not even have the mood to play chess. Tell me, how do you want to compensate this old man?!"

Qin Murong did not know how to respond to the unexpected disaster. He could only smile bitterly.

The old man narrowed his eyes.

Even if he was not cunning, at least he knew what was going on.

The old man smiled. "Normally, the two of us are rivals when it comes to chess. Today, you have indeed been distracted by trivial matters. There is no need to go back on your path of chess. Why don't we do it today?"

Cui Baihee said, "How can that be?!"

He turned his head and gave Qin Murong a fierce glare. Then, he said, "Elder Chong, you are addicted to chess. Now, you are not even halfway down. I am afraid you will secretly scold me when you return home. How about this, I am also upset. Let this kid do it for me. Consider it his atonement for his meritorious deeds. It just so happens that Elder Chong can kill everyone and have a good time."

After saying that, he stood up and pushed Qin Murong, who had a dark expression on his face, onto the chair. He was standing by the side, looking at the chessboard and touching the pendant in his hand. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Elder Chong did not seem to feel surprised at all. He smiled gently at Qin Murong and said, "Young people naturally have the vigor of young people. Even if they are not skilled, it is still better than some people's lifeless performance. The outcome of this match has been decided. Shall we play another round? "

Cui Baihee blew his beard and glared at the side, but he did not say anything. It was as if he had done something wrong and could not be said.

Qin Murong's heart turned, and he suddenly understood Cui Baihee's goal.

He turned his head and looked at Cui Baihee in surprise. He did not quite understand why Cui Baihee would help him so much.

However, it was not the time to think about these things.

He took a deep breath and said confidently, "Let's continue with this. Since Elder Cui has fallen behind because of this brat, that brat will come back in Elder Cui's place."

"Hmm?"

Elder Chong narrowed his eyes. He could not help but laugh coldly.

He had a ninety percent chance of winning this game. Even if Qin Murong was an expert in this game, he wouldn't be able to turn the tables.

Now that he said so, he naturally thought that this was the pride and complacency of a young man.

Regardless of which of these two emotions, in his opinion, it was not good.

A young man naturally had to be a little calmer.

The two of them began to descend.

Qin Murong picked up a piece and without any hesitation, he suddenly played a seemingly useless "smelly chess" at the corner. However, this stinky chess was extremely annoying. It was not enough if he did not go to save it. It was not very meaningful to save it.

Therefore, they could only play one move. The two of them began to exchange blows.

Generally speaking, Qin Murong's chess style could be described as "struggling all the way.

Every time he struggled, a strange move would appear. It made people feel a surge of majestic qi sweeping out from the chess path. It was as if a real army was slaughtering. Blood and Qi soared to the sky!

Ding Pan Jun stepped out, and the Star of War appeared.

At last, there was no way to play. The entire game was full, and there was no longer any possibility of losing a single piece.

Then, the plate ended.

He actually discovered that he had won half a child!

Elder Chong was stunned and stunned. He was shocked and shocked. He checked twice, but the results were still the same.

He felt it was unbelievable, and his mind was a little confused.

Qin Murong cupped his hands and smiled. He got up and said, "Thank you." Then he turned to Cui Baihee and said, "I won't let you down.

Elder Chong was angry.

He also stood up and grabbed Qin Murong.

"You brat, what kind of dirty trick did you use? Hurry up and replay with me. You brat must have used despicable means to change the game when this old man was not paying attention!"

There were always some tricks on the chessboard.

For example, using the time when the pieces were placed to move the positions of the pieces that had already been set. This move might seem like a small step, but for the entire game, it was a whole different world!

Qin Murong had no choice but to make a move with a piece.

In the end, Elder Chong saw him take the pieces one by one. When he stopped, the chessboard really looked like it was when he took over the game. There was not a single piece missing.

Even Cui Baihee clicked his tongue at the side.

After playing for a long time, they would usually replay the game and put out a good piece. However, there was one condition, which was that these pieces must be made by him. He had studied them and thought about them. That was why he remembered them deeply and was able to play them step by step.

However, Qin Murong was not like that. He had only seen the chessboard before.

There were nineteen strokes, and how many changes and details were there? Just looking at it, one could only see white and black.

Remember?

It was indeed impossible.

But he just remembered.

This ability could be considered to be breathtaking. It was much more difficult to obtain than a simple plug-in!

After that, the plug-in was completed step by step. When he looked at this match carefully,

The more Elder Chong looked at it, the more shocked he became.

He did not feel anything during the game, but through the game, he could see how dangerous Qin Murong's technique was.

It was as if every step he took was filled with thorns. He cut through the thorns, either in a roundabout way, or in a roundabout way to help, or in a way to make a choice. Almost every step was worth pondering over.

Danger!

This was Elder Chong's greatest feeling.