In order to play chess with Song Wanyue, Zhu Zhihong found an excuse to come over before he was about to go to the yamen. Hearing that Song Wanyue was not here, he asked the old man to send someone to invite him. He looked out from time to time. When he saw Song Wanyue's figure, he quickly put down the teacup in his hand.

The old man also saw Song Wanyue and let go of his heart that had been holding.

In the morning, Eunuch Huang came to find someone. The old man found out that Emperor Xuan Song Wanyue entered the palace. He thought she would come over at noon, so he asked the emperor what he was looking for her, but he heard Xu Yan say that Yue'er was left in the palace for dinner.

"Great-grandfather, Lord Zhu."

Song Wanyue entered the house and smiled and called out.

Zhu Zhihong didn't know that the emperor had announced her entry into the palace, and he didn't care about greetings, "Miss Song, you are back, let's go to the next game."

Song Wanyue wanted to laugh a little. When she defeated the third prince, her great-grandfather asked her to find Zhu Zhihong. At first glance, she could tell that Zhu Zhihong was a straightforward person, but she didn't expect that he had such a side.

"good."

Xu Liang arranged the chessboard, and Zhu Zhihong took the black man first.

His chess skills can only draw with Xu Yan, so he is naturally not Song Wanyue's opponent. Song Wanyue gave him face and took him half an hour to beat her.

Zhu Zhihong was not angry either and set up the chessboard again.

After three games in a row, one game was worse than the other, Zhu Zhihong was really convinced, "Not to mention the capital, even if you look at the world, there are probably not many people who are the opponents of Miss Song."

"some."

Song Wanyue picked up the chess pieces one by one and went back to the chess box.

"Miss Song has met?"

Song Wanyue nodded.

The old man thought of who Song Wanyue was talking about. Just as he was about to change the topic, Zhu Zhihong was already excitedly asking, "Where is he?"

"Going far away."

Zhu Zhihong was a little disappointed. It would be great if that person was also in the capital, and he could come to ask for advice every day.

Gu Yi appeared in front of the old man. Although the child was a little stupid, he was very talented in chess skills. If nothing happened, he would become famous in the capital.

...

Two days later, the old man asked Xu Feng to send a message to Jijiu. Jijiu, who received the letter, came to pick him up and invited the old man to go with him.

The news of the old man and students from the Imperial College were immediately sensational when they received the news of the old man. They all thought they could get the old man's guidance, but they didn't expect that the priest told them that it was Song Wanyue who came to talk about the chess skills.

Even though Song Wanyue is very famous, she is a ten-year-old girl after all. Even if she is chess skills, how high can she be?

Only a few masters who saw Xu Xiao's chess game that day were very excited and wished they could play a game with Song Wanyue in person.

The emperor naturally knew about such a big event very quickly. He threw the pen in his hand, "It's just a mess! Where is the Imperial College? How can a woman let her go in? Is the priest dizzy?"

Eunuch Huang dared not respond. He was naturally not an ordinary person who could become a priest in the Imperial College. He did his own thing in management and doing things, so he did not dare to make a rash statement.

"you go……"

Eunuch Huang hung his head and waited for the emperor's will. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the following words. He couldn't help but look up and saw that the emperor had already stood up, "Change, I want to go to the Imperial College for personal visits."

Imperial College.

There were ten tables placed on the spacious open space, each with chess boards placed next to them.

The sacrificial wine asked the Masters to pick out ten top-notch chess students, "Today you are ten-on-one. If anyone can win Miss Song, you will do whatever you want in the Imperial College in the future, and no one will interfere."

As soon as the priest said, the open space suddenly exploded. The Imperial College was strict. Whether you are a powerful child or a person who came in with your own abilities, as long as you make a mistake, you will be punished. Today, as long as you win Song Wanyue, no one will care about any mistakes in the Imperial College from now on. How could they not be excited?

Zhu Wen was also among the selected people. In fact, his chess skills were comparable to those of Xu Yan, but the Master chose him because he was afraid that Xu Yan would let go.

He was very excited at this moment. He was not able to beat Song Wanyue, but to play chess with Song Wanyue. He heard from his father that Song Wanyue was unparalleled. As for beating her, he didn't even want to.

He hit Xu Bai's shoulder, "Do you think these guys will be hit and won't come to the Imperial College in the future?"

Xu Shan didn't say anything. Ten-on-one, he was a little worried, not knowing how his grandfather and cousin would agree.

"Sit down."

After the sacrifice, the ten students found a place to sit down, and there were blackheads on their hands.

They actually let the first move!

The ten people were not polite, so they picked up the chess piece and landed it on the chessboard, looking up at Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue started from the front and fell one by one chess piece after another.

Seeing that she didn't even look at the chessboard, she fell into a trap. Nine of them felt that she was sure to win and continued to fall into a second son. Only Zhu Wen was very serious. Song Wanyue looked at him more when she came over.

The emperor came to the Imperial College to see this scene. The huge open space was surrounded by people, one by one, looking at something with his toes, but he was silent.

He walked over to see the scene inside, his eyes narrowed, ten to one, and Song Wanyue seemed to be at ease.

Jijiu walked slowly at the ten chessboards, walked to the last table, and was about to raise his eyes, but he was shocked to meet a pair of familiar eyes, "Emperor..."

The emperor made a gesture of silence, and the sacrificial wine swallowed the word "up" back, and pushed away the onlookers and walked up.

"I'm not relieved to do such a shocking thing, come and take a look."

The priest laughed with him. He didn't think there was anything shocking, but the emperor said so, and he could not refute, "They are too arrogant on weekdays. I want them to know that there are people outside the heavens and people outside the heavens, and to suppress their arrogance."

"Aren't you afraid of backfire?"

Jijiu looked serious, "They will be pillars of the court in the future. If they can't even bear this blow, they will not be able to bear the great responsibility in the future."

The emperor snorted.

Jijiu smiled again, "The old man is here too, please come over..."

"No need, you can see clearly here."

As soon as the emperor's words fell, a decadent voice sounded, "I admit defeat!"

The onlookers caused a big sensation, and the remaining nine seemed to be affected, and some people gave in one after another.

Less than two quarters of an hour passed, and the onlookers and students were shocked.

There were two left on the field, one of them was Zhu Wen. After Zhu Zhihong returned that day, he resumed the game between Song Wanyue and him and asked him to watch it well. Zhu Wen had a brief understanding of Song Wanyue's chess path before he could survive.

But they only lasted half a quarter of an hour longer and abandoned their son and gave up.

One-on-one-ten wins, and the open space was silent, and everyone looked at Song Wanyue in disbelief.

In this silence, a voice sounded, "Let me see how?"
Chapter completed!