Chapter 12: Lose a debt of gratitude

Looking at her resentment, he could not help chuckling, "I heard that the music girl is the best at playing chess, but I did not know that the chess was as afraid as a tiger."

He took a look at the seven forts, and the seven forts quickly called the maid to change the lyre and the chessboard.

He picked up the sunspot, and the sunspot turned back and forth on his fingertips. "Is it possible that this is also a kind of fear? How about I give you three sons and twice as much gold?"

Time the gold? Eight ingots of gold! Her... Her... It is good to have deep pockets.

Who made her father rise from a poor family to be a Shang Shu Ling?

She could not match the wealth of her family for many years, and had to admit defeat.

For the sake of the money, she'll take it and write another one.

"Wei childe, talk can calculate a word?" She was moved to speak, only to see him put down the spots, a smile with a familiar and strange look.

Is that spoiling?

Did she read that right? Is it spoiling?

She had met him only three times.

Even if the dream and he was husband and wife, but the end is a deep abuse of love.

He has how to her, see the heart, goodbye gratified, three see fall in love?

Isn't that right?

Not possible.

She was sure of her decision, and he was smiling. "So the Rock-a-Lady is for it?"

"Wei childe is so elegant, how did I brush your mind? Is the so-called refreshing, medicine to cure disease." She was apt to borrow his words.

"If the girl says so, please sit down."

He held out his hand and looked at her. She glanced at the gold and took a deep breath. This time she had to win.

It was a very good start for her, and she did not need him to let her go.

This is a quick chess, is the practice of mental memory and mental arithmetic.

She was not very good at other things, but her memory and mental arithmetic were excellent indeed.

Just when the wind and water rise, but he was a block, not the most part of the country.

This son, hurt her many business, from is unwilling, forced him to let a son.

Under the care-laden heart, naturally play chess is also cautious many.

But after this, she defended everything, but also earned a bright future.

This is in sight of success, but in the northwest corner of a military defeat, almost all lost.

This child moved her overall situation, if admit, is lost.

Let him again, let a son.

Heart is more anxious a few minutes.

Since then, she step by step, steady and steady, but for a steady victory.

Who knows he actually sword to take the edge, southeast a son, let her difficult to walk.

She was amazed at how quickly this turned things around and had to ask him to give up his son.

Rent three times, never again.

She was already feeling chagrin.

early know Wei Jie is the world jie talent, young prodigy, with his competitive brain, is simply to their own difficulties.

How was she shaken by eight ingots of gold?

This willingness to be made fun of was really asking for it.

But now that she was in a tight spot, she had to brave her way around the board with him.

Fortunately, he also made mistakes, as the so-called fast chess, there will be mistakes.

The mistake allowed her to dawn on the brink of victory.

But in a twinkling of an eye, he settled the matter.

Lost is really an autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, scattered sand to pay jiangdong.

Have the desolation that overlord jiangdong commits suicide greatly.

She looked up at him and saw that he was still warm, warm and smiling, like a pool of water that surrounded her.

Warm and full of a sense of security in the eyes, and did not let her like other girls like the heart under the secret joy, but more and more fear.

By the time the second promise was dropped on the rice paper, she had decided that even heavy money could not break her heart.

She stopped playing with him.

But the decision was only a moment, and he had a way of making her break it.

"The girl of the musical family, who is willing to accept defeat in a bet, is very straightforward and cheerful indeed."

His words sounded like sarcasm to her, sarcasm that she was being outdone everywhere.

"Well, I'd better get you on with the treatment." She had given up competing with him in brain power; after all, it was always a losing game.

"How? Stop playing so soon?" He sighed with an air of wanting more.

The considerate Qi Bao naturally removed the chessboard and called two long tables, covered with rice paper.

And what will he do?

"I have been rereadingthe articles of my ancestors recently, and I am most pleased with the book Out of the Teachers' Peers.As the saying goes, I am close to the virtuous ministers and far from the mean people. Kiss villains, far Xian Chen, since then the Han so collapse also." He looked up. "Why don't you and I compare this good article? Who wrote it faster?"

Faster than who?

She was, among other things, a good prescriber.

As long as she doesn't restrict the font, she has the confidence to write.

"Oh? Wei childe, you this is what meaning?" She felt a flicker of hope.

"But she felt that she had lost the game, and the girl was somewhat resentful. How about I will Qin chess chips and do together, do the game chips?"

Wei Jie this word just fell, her heart fluttering, 12 ingots of gold? !

It was pie in the sky.

Just why, does she feel bad about it?

Mr. Wei Jie is an ink chi, more than a calligraphy master, than he could write speed.

I'm afraid it will hurt.

No, you can't trust him foolishly.

Her sniggly pleasure just now was an illusion. Yes, a illusion.

"The girl doesn't look interested?" After he studied the ink, his right hand held the pen and his left hand gently pinched the ink on the nib.

"Wei childe, you are the master of calligraphy after all, compete with you, I was afraid I exceeded my capacity."

She dared not, lest she should make another bad move.

"So... Just as well... Why don't girls set the rules and I follow them?" He calmly put down his pen and looked at her.

He seemed determined to have a little fun with himself.

It's just, she makes the decisions? How to decide better?

"This" out of the teacher's table "rather too heroic, I this person like thousands of miles less than a step, light Ling is too empty. How about Immortals?" She laughed, and it was safe to pick a song she was best at.

Mr. Wei Jie said: "Cao Zhi's 'Jie' would be the most exciting combination of 'Beauty' and 'Ode to the Goddess of Luo.'"

"Wei childe, these three articles happen to be my favorite. Why not write them down in the order you said? In the middle, no wrong words, no ink dripping on the paper. If there's one thing wrong, it's lost. How's that?" She admits that spelling mistakes are rare.

"So, very good." He nodded, obviously in compliance with her wishes.

"Let's do it."

At the beginning, Le Lin really took the advantage of writing quickly and safely.

But Wei Jie is to write slowly, greatly less than her posture.

Such a feeling, let her have a feeling of pride.

At last we won a game.

Just happy less than half a pillar of incense event, he has exceeded her speed, but also write faster than her and good-looking.

She's not as fast as he is?

This... Let her heart swing to the bottom.

Now she withdrew her last note, and decided not to play with him.

"Girl of Music... Then you lose again." He sighed in perplexity.

So hypocritical posturing really can not move her heart, and she also desolate cool in that rice paper and add a human feeling.

I owe him a favor for not doing anything else that day.

How can I repay this debt of gratitude?

In the heart all kinds of perturbed, is eventually turned into a resentment, "Wei childe is afraid to design a good bureau, wait for me to enter the urn?"

"I'm afraid the girl is thinking too much. It's just a game."

"Wei childe, since it is a game, I this black and white words, also really destroyed the atmosphere of the game, not equal to..." She would have asked for it back, but he refused at once.

"The game should also have the appearance of the game, willing to bet will admit defeat." His words made her more determined, and he had dug the pit and waited for her to jump.

"Wei childe be really good idea." She took a deep breath, just, after all, skill is inferior to human.

But it is a pity that the twelve ingots of gold are really very painful.

While hesitating, he saw that Qi Bao had brought new white rice paper, and he ordered someone to hang up the A and B Book of Acupuncture and Moxibustion. Pointing to three pictures, he laughed, "Girl musician, I have played the first three pieces of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I will play the last one after all. This is the end of the story, but?"

His words had no effect on her.

She is interested to be bored of say: "Wei childe, my this hand early numbness, today this game ends so far."

She did not finish, but he was interrupted, "this time, if you win, as the gold of your years for you?"

Like the gold of her years? Fifteen pounds?

Was it to enchant and enchant her?

She was still hesitating, but he sighed. "After all, it is not easy to draw the Classic of Acupuncture and Moxibustion."

Classics of Acupuncture and Moxibustion? So isn't she a shoo-in?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Mr. Wei Jie saw her blink, a pair of waiting for him to continue the appearance, in the heart of her spoil more than a point, "Le Jia NvLang pointed out an acupoint diagram, I will draw with you, ok?"

"Wei childe, when know acupoint map, position, name, vein to a point of ten cents must not be bad."

"It's natural. If it is bad, naturally willing to bet in defeat." He nodded.

So clever?

But she had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"But my hand really hurts." She just said that finish, but see him, pointing to a picture, laughing, "fifteen ingots of gold may have passed by, worth mentioning, I wanted to give you to do gold."

"A gift? Is the game over?" If it is a real gift to her, it will be a relief to stop playing this annoying game and let her know that she is not as good as anyone else.

"But if I want to be refreshed, I have to play." He was evidently unwilling to give her her gold so easily.

"Wei childe, you really want to compare?"

"It's natural."

"Good, since Wei childe has so elegant, concubine accompany you again how?" She gritted her teeth. Fifteen ingots of gold, she could not miss.

Left and right This is the last bet. She's ticklish.

"But determined?"

"Well."

"Choose a picture, girl of music."

"Shaoyang Jing."

"Good."

Mr. Wei Jie stepped forward, to refer to the abdomen massage figure, looking at the context of the Shaoyang meridian, but looked at a quarter of an hour's time, he returned to the table, pen.

And she drew 15 minutes earlier, and she was very good at "Acupuncture and Moxibustion Classics". I was afraid she was going to win.

But sometimes people can't be happy too early, she just finished painting, looked up, but saw Wei Jie early with tea to see the summer rain.

Is she half a beat behind again?

Heart is slipping, he suddenly tipped the teacup, tea fell on the paper, in an instant, dizzy with ink.

He raised his head, warm eyes with spring water as clear, "so, I lost, a Lin."

A Lin two words called is very gentle, let her trance and think of the dream.

In the dream, he treated him like this, gentle and affectionate.