From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 225 The Battle for Destiny: A Life-or-Death Struggle

There were no pleasantries, no smiles, and people were kept at arm's length.

This was Zhao Xun's response to Huang Longshi.

Huang Longshi's smile finally faded. "Your Highness seems to have some prejudices against me!"

“Chen Jian? No, no, no, no, it’s not Chen Jian, it’s that I’m afraid of trouble.” Zhao Xun looked at him and said, “Senior Huang, do you think I’m a fool?!”

"Why do you ask?"

“Because I’m not a fool, and I don’t want you to think I am.” Zhao Xun looked at him, a cold smile playing on his lips. “You have a great reputation and a high seniority. Compared to you, I’m just a junior. For a renowned senior like you to suddenly become interested in a junior like me, combined with your past reputation, naturally means trouble for me. I met you once and you tricked me into going to jail. Do you think I wouldn’t have some reservations? Would I go to your side?”

"The matter of Fenglingdu has nothing to do with me. You have no evidence, yet you make baseless conjectures and put me in an unjust position. Shouldn't you give an explanation?"

"It's none of your business. Ha, you are Huang Longshi, the master of the Spring and Autumn Annals. In this world, besides you, who else can calculate things so accurately? Who else dares to set me and the Prince of Liang up in Fengling Ferry? Besides you, who else?"

"Why are you so sure this was a setup? Couldn't it be that your two sons' arrogance led to this disaster?"

"Am I arrogant? Brother Fengnian, are you arrogant?" Zhao Xun turned to look at Xu Fengnian not far away and asked with a smile.

Xu Fengnian twitched the corners of his mouth, but ultimately didn't say a word.

This is considered a high-level match; he can't play it yet.

“I am a member of the imperial family, and Brother Fengnian is also the heir of a vassal king. We both received a good education from a young age and are well-mannered. Our education did not support us doing such things, but it happened anyway, and there were so many coincidences. Tell me, in the world today, besides you, who else could do this? The Director of the Southern Palace?”

Nan Huaiyu rolled up his sleeves and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Your Highness is joking. This is the first time I've met both of you today. How could I do such a thing?"

"Yes, I trust the character of the Director of the Southern Academy. As for you, Senior Huang... well, hehe!"

Huang Longshi considered himself to have achieved considerable success in his cultivation and possess a broad mind, but even now, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and coldly said, "What, you don't trust my character?"

"The culprit who triggered the wars between the states during the Spring and Autumn Period, one of the three great villains of the Spring and Autumn Period, don't you have any self-awareness?"

"Boy, how arrogant!" Huang Sanjia's voice turned gloomy.

For so many years, since he became famous, no one has ever dared to be so impolite to his face. Young people these days are really too rude. If they are not taught a lesson, who knows what kind of trouble they will cause in the future.

Of course, that's not the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that Prince Jing'an's heir, Zhao Xun, shouldn't be like this.

As a "book reader," he knew very well what Zhao Xun should be like.

Even without the Spring and Autumn Period wars and the Li Yang Dynasty's unification of the world, Zhao Xun would still have been born, would still have grown up, and would still have squandered his father's legacy without achieving anything. But the Zhao Xun of today is clearly not like that.

How could he possess the aura of Confucianism, and how could he create a new school of painting techniques that had never appeared when he flipped through the book?

Could he also be a "book turner"?
Once the thought arises in your mind, it takes root and is difficult to shake off.

This person appears in the book, but it's not actually this person.

Isn't this yourself?
The person before me is just like myself; this person exists in the book, yet I am not a character in the book.

He possesses the spirit of Confucianism, creates a new school of painting techniques, and harbors inexplicable hostility towards himself. Could it be that his true aim is the spirit of Confucianism?

if it is like this……

This child must not be allowed to live!
Those who are in the same trade are enemies; heretics deserve to die more than infidels.

The one who wants you dead the most isn't your enemy, but your colleague! A heavy atmosphere enveloped the entire Chengyuan Hall at this moment. Huang Sanjia stared at Zhao Xun, "I've seen some of your paintings, and they do have their unique aspects, but it's still too naive to think you can use them to climb the social ladder."

"That's why I need to keep working hard, to improve my drawing skills, and to fully explore the path of sketching."

"Hehe, well said. Opening up a new path and benefiting future generations is a great merit. However, this path is not easy to walk. Be careful not to stumble."

Zhao Xun blinked, then suddenly laughed, "I'm still young, I can handle this fall. But you, with such a big reputation, can your old arms and legs bear it?"

In an instant, the air in Chengyuan Hall seemed to grow colder with those words.

A tit-for-tat response!
"Squeak!"

A strange noise suddenly came from the quiet Chengyuan Hall. Everyone looked and saw that it was Nan Huaiyu. He had picked up his teacup and taken a nice sip. His wrinkled old face was full of smiles.

He finally understood.

What is the reason behind this old man and young boy's sharp confrontation?
A battle for destiny!
The Imperial Observatory was an expert in manipulating fortune, and Huang Longshi was an even greater master who was completely absorbed in the ways of fortune throughout his life.

If Huang Longshi hadn't suddenly appeared and caused chaos in the world with his method of divination based on destiny, wouldn't everyone have followed the lead of the Imperial Observatory in this method of divination based on destiny?

Over the years, watching Huang Longshi manipulate events at will, using the world as a chessboard and all living beings as pawns, playing the entire world at his fingertips, do you think the Imperial Observatory wasn't envious?

They were certainly envious and had considered retaliating.

Unfortunately, Huang Longshi was too strong. No matter what they did, it was all within the old man's calculations. Not only did they fail to achieve anything, but they also benefited him!

Over time, the Imperial Observatory began to keep its distance from Huang Longshi.

Today, a twelve-year-old boy actually competed with Huang Longshi for the fortune of Confucianism and Taoism in public.

Even if the odds of winning are almost zero, it doesn't stop him from stirring things up and helping out. Otherwise, he would be letting down Huang Longshi's suppression of the Imperial Observatory over the years!
"Hehe!" He put down his teacup and chuckled twice. "As expected, heroes emerge from among the young. Impressive, impressive. Will Huang Sanjia turn into Huang Liangjia today?"

Huang Longshi glanced at him, then turned his gaze to Zhao Xun, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "Him? Too green, don't you think, Prince Xun?"

Zhao Xun raised an eyebrow. "The name Huang Liangjia doesn't sound good. Huang Shuangjia will do!"

"Oh?" Nan Huaiyu's eyes lit up. "What? Not only is Prince Xun unique in painting, but he also has expertise in calligraphy?"

"The ways of calligraphy and painting are inherently one, but the judgment is too subjective. Everyone has their own opinion, and it's hard to resolve. I'm just curious about the profound and endless world of Go. I wonder how high Mr. Huang's Go skills are that he dares to call himself a top-ranked player. Today, I dare to test your skills."

Chess skills!!
Now, not only Huang Longshi, but even Emperor Zhao Li became interested.

Spring and Autumn Chess Championship!

Calling a master who sees the world as his chessboard "Chess Master" is not an exaggeration. Moreover, in terms of pure chess skills, Huang Longshi has never been defeated in all these years, and in recent decades, no one has been able to play against him. Zhao Xun is only twelve years old. What makes him think he can challenge Huang Longshi? He is far too arrogant.

"Zhao Xun, are you sure you want to play a game of chess with Mr. Huang?"

"It doesn't matter how many rounds, the important thing is to make him lose convincingly!" Zhao Xun grinned.

In his mind, various famous games played by Huang Longshi over the years flashed through his mind, and Zhao Xun's smile grew wider and wider.

Spring and Autumn Chess Team
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