"My second brother is a little too impatient when it comes to acting." Rong Chu took a sip of tea, closed his eyes and smiled, "You should go back first. Pay more attention to the news of the chief of the Ministry of War these days." As he said that, he thought of something again.

Xiande raised his head, "Did Rong Shu meet with Ning Ke in the principal's back garden that day?"

"Yes." Zi Lian responded respectfully again. Seeing Rong Chu, he closed his eyes again before turning around and retreating.

Rong Jing's failure to win over Ning Ke became known to everyone in the imperial city. Rong Qing, who had been very close to Ning Ke in recent days, suddenly disappeared. Without Rong Qing's support, Zuixianju suddenly became a lot more neglected.

, only Rong Chu occasionally took Huang Qiusheng to drink and have fun in a big way.

However, Ning Ke seemed to have made up his mind to hide in Guozixue, and would never show up again unless there was an emergency.

Emperor Zhaohe sent Rong Chu to Shanghai to everyone's surprise. He only said that it was to appease the people and did not mention much about Sun Yiyun. Despite this, the spies from Sun Yiyun's group in the Zhongcui Palace still let out the news. Although Emperor Zhaohe

He knew it clearly, but he didn't stop it.

However, in recent days, the Inquiry Hall has always felt a bit depressing as a storm is about to come.

However, Rong Chu led a large number of escorts and honor guards out of Yongning Gate. The black armor was like a stream of iron, and thousands of smoke and dust were rolled up wherever they passed. Rong Chu sat in the car, with a plate of plum blossoms in front of him, and a white jade flag held in his hand.

His fingertips were white, but they were not as bright as his dim light.

After passing Yongning Gate and just entering the Quexian Bridge, Tie Liu suddenly stopped.

Rong Chu leaned forward and opened the curtain to see what was going on outside.

Within the surging iron stream, the man in plain-colored long clothes was as graceful and composed as ever. He held a folding fan in his hand, as if he was deliberately imitating himself, but his eyes, like a pool of autumn water, fell straight across the bustling iron stream.

On one's own body.

These eyes were the ones he was most familiar with.

"Hey, where are Master Ning going so early in the morning?" Rong Chu got out of the car, and the guards automatically made way. From him to Ning Ke, there was only a few steps away. However, Ning Ke's eyes

Zi is becoming more and more elusive, and Rong Chu has a vague premonition that he will get closer and closer to Ning Ke, just like the road left by the black armor and iron flow, but this road approaching her is full of more

It was full of thorns that neither he nor she could have imagined.

Ning Ke was absent-minded for a moment, and then came over with a smile, "Your Highness, King Qi, Ning resigned from office and returned to his hometown. Jiangnan is on the same road as Shanghai. I wonder if your highness can give Ning a ride?"

"It's an honor, Xiao Wang." Rong Chu smiled slightly and helped Ning Ke get into the car.

Ning Ke was about to speak when he lowered his eyes and saw that there was a plum blossom game on the crystal chessboard, with obsidian as black stones, white jade as white stones, and a few black and white stones occasionally scattered on the red sandalwood table. So he chuckled and picked up a black stone.

, "His Highness, it's boring to solve games all by himself. I happen to know a little bit about chess, so why don't I play chess with His Highness to relieve the pain of the journey? What do you think, Your Highness?"

Rong Chu raised his eyebrows, sat down, pushed the chessboard around, and arranged the white pieces in his hand one by one.

Ning Ke refused to give in and occupied the center of the chessboard as soon as he made a move; Rong Chu pressed forward step by step, following closely behind him.

Time passed in the confrontation, and in the small and cramped space, only the clear sound echoed in the empty space when the flag fell on the chessboard.

The two of them suddenly raised their heads and glanced at each other. There was obviously no quarrel, but the atmosphere around them suddenly solidified when they looked at each other. It was a confrontation that was more stubborn than a quarrel.

"That's it, I admit defeat." Ning Ke pushed the chess piece away, leaned back, closed his eyes and sighed, "I can never beat you."

"You are too sharp, but you always fall into the chess pieces I sacrificed to protect myself." Rong Chu seemed to be teaching earnestly, "Don't you know, how can a man who is superior to others be willing to pity a soldier? It's just a general's merit. Thousands of bones have withered, and soldiers have to sacrifice their troops to protect their chariots. This is the normal thing for soldiers."

Ning Ke sighed again but stopped talking.

Rong Chu straightened the chessboard and handed over a cup of tea, saying in a low voice, "You are always too soft-hearted."

Too soft-hearted.

Just these three words made Ning Ke's heart hurt so much that he suddenly remembered many things for no reason: his father who became increasingly ungrateful, Concubine Shun who committed suicide by jumping into a well, Fang Yuanyuan who died unjustly because of her involvement... I even thought of Emperor Showa when he was seriously ill, with his skinny cheeks, and the raised veins on the back of his hands... Perhaps the reason for all of this was because he was too soft-hearted and could not cut off when he should. A large number of innocent people were involved one by one.

However, Rong Chu leaned closer and his voice was as low as a ghost.

"Life is like a chess piece. If you make one wrong move, the whole game will be lost. A smart person like you must understand this truth..."
Chapter completed!