Life is like chess, chess is like life.


    Chess can be popular for thousands of years, always lasting, naturally has its attractive reason.


    Although it''s just a small chessboard, there are 32 pieces in total.


    Once you enter it, you can deeply feel the almost endless changes inside.


    It is no exaggeration to say that even if thousands of years have passed, I don''t know how many people have played a total of how many chess games, but there will never be any two chess games that are exactly the same!


    The Seven Star gathering presented by Jiang Fan shocked Hong Qigong and Chen ang.


    Especially Hong Qigong, this seven star gathering really opened his eyes, and the last sentence Jiang Fan said gave him a new understanding and sentiment.


    The whole person seemed to hear the poem that Jiang Fan recited to him before. For many things, he suddenly enlightened.


    Eating a lunch cooked by Lin Wanru, Chen ang was full of praise for the aftermath of the "Seven Star Party".


    Hong Qigong seemed a little silent. After being stimulated by Jiang Fan''s words, he had new ideas. He still needed time to digest and absorb them.


    "Boss Chen, why did you come here to play chess with Uncle Qi? Didn''t you say you were interested in Heyang city and planned to visit the city often?"


    While eating, Jiang Fan asked curiously.


    "When I''m old, I can''t keep up with my body. I can''t run outside every day. My old arms and legs can''t stand it, so I''m going to have a rest today. As a result, I chatted with Qi Gong and found that Qi Gong also likes playing chess, so I got a hand in it."


    Chen ang continued with a smile: "what''s more surprising is that Qi Gong''s chess skills are still on a par with mine. The following are really enjoyable. Jiang Fan, I don''t boast that I am a national player. Therefore, I can be on a par with you. Qi Gong''s chess skills are rare in the world."


    Jiang Fan''s eyes twitched.


    On the level of you two stinky chess baskets, are you still a national player?


    Is this the worst time for the ''national hand'' to be hacked?


    "But besides playing chess, what''s more surprising is that qigong is still from his hometown. It''s a great joy to meet people from his hometown in Heyang city."


    Chen ang was quite moved.


    "People of my hometown?"


    Jiang Fan looked at Hong Qigong in amazement.


    "We are all descendants of Nanliang, but when the state of Nanliang was destroyed, Lord Chen was still young and didn''t have time to enter the official career. It was after the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty that Lord Chen entered the Imperial College."


    Hong Qigong simply explained.


    "I see. It''s a coincidence. Since Lord Chen is from Nanliang, I don''t know... Has Lord Chen ever heard of the name of the Red Army?"


    Jiang Fan asked with a smile.


    "The Red Army, of course, I''ve heard of it. At the beginning, we were the strongest army in Nanliang, and it was also the army most feared by the Nanliang royal family. It was known that the Red Army was no more than ten thousand, and more than ten thousand was invincible. At that time, because the Red Army was too strong, the Nanliang royal family had strict orders not to allow the Red Army to exceed ten thousand in order to ensure its control."


    Chen ang shook his head and continued reluctantly, "but it was this order that made Nanliang lose the power to fight against Da Zhou. Facing the iron cavalry of Da Zhou, only the Red Army can fight in Nanliang. However, the Red Army is limited by the number. Even if it is secretly expanded, it is only in the early 10000 after all."


    "In addition, at that time, in the court of Nanliang Dynasty, people with different aspirations didn''t know how many. They didn''t have any support for the Red Army. At the same time, they kept making obstacles for the Red Army. Finally, the Red Army was not lazy and was submerged in the wave of the Zhou army. It''s really sad."


    Jiang Fan was surprised. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Lord Chen seems to know a lot... How does it sound that he even knows some inside information?"


    "Why is it difficult? At the beginning of the great Zhou Dynasty, it swept through the Three Kingdoms, and the people in Nanliang were terrified. Many rumors were heard in the market. In addition, I was a scholar at least. My father was able to get some news from the upper class at that time. Of course, I knew more about the Red Army in detail."


    Chen ang continued shaking his head as he spoke. Unfortunately, Jiang Fan seemed to recall some bad memories.


    Jiang Fan looked at Chen ang for a while and suddenly asked, "Lord Chen, what do you mean? It seems that he doesn''t want Da Zhou to unify the world?"


    Chen ang was stunned, then stared at Jiang Fan, rolled his eyes and said, "don''t set me up! And I''m now retired, and I''m not afraid of you! Besides, I''m from Nanliang, and I don''t want Zhou to unify the world. Isn''t that normal?"


    "No matter what, Nanliang was annexed by the great Zhou Dynasty, then we Nanliang people will be discriminated against. Not only the people will be discriminated against, but also when they become officials. If the people of the great Zhou Dynasty dare to be arrogant, the people of the great Zhou Dynasty will learn to swallow their anger. If there must be a country to unify the world, I naturally hope it is Nanliang!"


    "What Lord Chen said... I''m just curious. How can I set a trap for you? Besides, we are also Nanliang people. What kind of trap is this?"


    Jiang Fan said with a smile.


    "Hum, who knows what you young people think? You were born in Da Zhou. Strictly speaking, you are all Zhou people. Only we old men who are about to go to the earth can have a lot of feelings of hometown. As for you, fart."


    Chen ang said disdainfully.


    "Lord Chen, you are prejudiced. Although we are young, we miss the subjugated country, but we are absolutely no worse than you old people."


    Jiang Fan said in the slightest indifference.


    Hong Qigong couldn''t help but curl his lips.


    Jiang Fan''s words are really unreliable. Even Lin Wanru and Lin Wanqing have no specific concept of Nanliang, let alone Jiang Fan.


    Apart from those who have really experienced the pain of subjugation, who can sympathize with this emotion?


    Chen ang also had this idea. He scoffed at Jiang Fan''s words.


    "Lord Chen, don''t believe it. There are words to prove it."


    Jiang Fan said with a smile.


    "Where does the word come from?"


    Chen ang raised his eyebrows and asked.


    "When is the spring flowers and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was Dongfeng last night. My country can''t look back. The moon is bright. The carved fence and jade should still be there, but Zhu YangAi asked you how much you can worry, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."


    Jiang Fan read aloud.


    Chen ang was immediately struck by lightning, and his eyes lost all focus in an instant.


    "Ask you how much you can worry... Just like a river of spring water... Flowing eastward... The pain of subjugation is all in this sentence..."


    Chen ang muttered to himself.