The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 644 The Might of a Chess Master (Addition)

Gu Jiao said with great ambition: "I have inquired about it, and there are not many people who know chess masters of the Six Kingdoms. Among the places I am going and the people I may meet along the way, only the national teacher has seen him. After a while, I will enter the country. You come out immediately after the master's hall, and you don't need to meet the national teacher face to face."

Mr. Meng said blankly: "You are quite thoughtful."

"That's it!" Gu Jiao cleared her throat, and changed her voice into a juvenile voice, "I have a few lines for you."

The corner of Mr. Meng's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether it was because of her speechless voice or because she even brought a plot of her own.

"What if I disagree?"

"Play a game of chess with you."

Mr. Meng: "..."

I'm really only worth a game of chess?

"Wait!" Gu Jiao suddenly thought of something, jumped out of the carriage, and went to the house to change into a youthful clothes that are convenient for traveling.

The uniforms of Tianqiong Academy are too ostentatious, it would be bad for people to be blocked at the gate of the inner city.

The horse king doesn't need a driver to drive the carriage, Gu Jiao tugged on the reins and told it to turn left or right, it was enough to dodge if it had to dodge, overtake when it had to overtake, it was like realizing the semi-automatic driving of the carriage.

Gu Jiao took out a charcoal pencil and a small notebook in the carriage, and scribbled on two large pages of paper, listing all possible emergencies along the way on the paper.

Then, show it to Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng looked at a page full of shameful lines, and almost couldn't help telling her, don't act, I am.

Gu Jiao suddenly said: "Go out in a hurry, forget about the driver."

The main reason is that Ma Wang is too powerful and can walk by himself, which makes people feel that the driver is dispensable.

Unlike the horses at home in the past, they would not go away without two whips.

Gu Jiao said seriously: "You are the chess master of the Six Kingdoms, you must have a coachman to meet your status."

"I think you can be a driver." Mr. Meng said.

Gu Jiao sighed: "It's not bad for me to be a coachman, but don't I want to enter the National Teacher's Palace later? I won't come out after entering. Isn't it suspicious that the outside of the carriage is empty?"

The corner of Mr. Meng's mouth twitched again. You understand this kind of logic. Haven't you ever thought that the Six Kingdoms Chess Master can't just find someone to pretend to be?

Mu Qingchen didn't know that Gu Jiao had the idea of ​​impersonating, otherwise he would try his best to stop her.

There was once someone who pretended to be the Six Kingdoms Chess Master, and after being found out, he was directly questioned and killed in public. Since then, no one has dared to have such a crooked idea.

Furthermore,

Mu Qingchen's understanding of Mr. Meng is not all correct. When Mr. Meng plays chess, he doesn't like to be watched with embarrassment. He always draws a screen or curtain. It's just to concentrate on playing chess, not because he wants to keep Any spooky mystique.

He often goes out and enters the city, and there are quite a few city gate guards who know him.

As for the fact that only the national teacher had seen him, it was Mu Qingchen's personal guess and did not represent the reality.

Mu Qingchen didn't know that he had been to Zhao Country, worked as a beggar, and spent money to find someone to play chess, which shows how unreliable Mu Qingchen's understanding of Mr. Meng is.

"By the way, how did you pick up this token?" Gu Jiao asked.

Mr. Meng glanced at her: "That's how I picked it up."

Gu Jiao: "Oh, then you're pretty good at picking it up."

When passing through the checkpoints in the inner city, Gu Jiao sat outside and acted as a driver to get off the bus. She asked the old man to pass the token of the Six Kingdoms Chess Master to the guards guarding the city, then turned her head and blinked at the old Meng who was inside the car.

It's time to speak!

Mr. Meng Lao grabbed his thigh, held back the huge shame in his heart, and said to the guards: "I am the great Six Kingdoms Chess Master Meng Lao."

The city guards were all startled.

What kind of nonsense did this girl write! Is there anyone who calls themselves that?

Old Mr. Meng took a deep breath, and said in Gu Jiao's arrogant ancestor's tone that was emphasized in bold and black: "Why don't you let it go?"

The city guards looked confused, they wanted to let us go, have you ever stopped us when you came? Didn't you show us the token yourself?

Mr. Meng lowered the curtain with a snap!

Gu Jiao gave Mr. Meng a thumbs up.

The on-the-spot performance of falling the curtain is good, and the finishing touch highlights the character design!

Old Mr. Meng gritted his teeth, and I was angry, ashamed, and ashamed!

After successfully entering the inner city, Gu Jiao found a nearby car dealership and hired a driver.

The coachman knew the topography of the inner city very well, and quickly drove the carriage to the National Teacher Hall.

He didn't know who was in the carriage, but he also heard that ordinary people could only enter the corner gate, so he parked the carriage outside the corner gate.

Mr. Meng said lightly: "Go forward and go through the gate."

Gu Jiao had already sat back in the carriage, she nodded: "That's right, as Mr. Meng, you should go through the door."

She glanced at the old man appreciatively, she had a thorough understanding of the role, and she had already learned to add drama to herself!

Old Mr. Meng has a dark face, I don't want to talk to you.

No matter the main gate or the corner gate, there are guards. Gu Jiao sat in the carriage and held up a small notebook to remind Mr. Meng.

Old Mr. Meng clenched his fists, is it okay not to say?

Gu Jiao shook her head decisively.

Mr. Meng opened the curtain: "Stop."

The carriage stopped.

Mr. Meng handed the token to the disciples of the National Teacher Hall on duty, glanced at the small book that Gu Jiao held up to him, and said shamelessly: "I am your distinguished guest of the National Teacher Hall, and the most sincere My best friend, the great Master of Chess of the Six Kingdoms, Mr. Meng."

National Master Hall disciple: "..."

The carriage drove straight in.

"Okay, you can go, I'll go in and take a stroll by myself." Gu Jiao said to Mr. Meng.

She has a bottom line for deceiving people, and she usually does things that are too dangerous by herself.

Mr. Meng suddenly didn't know what to say. He didn't cheat when it was time to cheat, and tried to cheat when he didn't need to.

He stopped her: "What exactly do you want to do when you come to the National Teacher Hall?"

Gu Jiao didn't hide it from him: "Gu Yan needs surgery, I want to see if there is any suitable place for him to have surgery in the National Teacher Palace."

The National Teacher Hall has excellent medical skills, and Mr. Meng knows about it, but he has never been treated in the National Teacher Hall. He paused and said, "Wait a minute, I will find someone to take you there."

After all, Mr. Meng raised the curtain of the car, and waved to a disciple of the National Teacher Hall not far away: "Come here."

The disciple walked over quickly.

Mr. Meng Lao said: "I am Meng Lao."

The disciple thought, I know.

Mr. Meng coughed lightly and said, "Is your national teacher there?"

The disciple said: "Master Guoshi is out on a trip."

Mr. Meng said again: "Then your senior brother is there?"

The disciple hurriedly said: "Yes, do you want to see our senior brother? I'll go and call him right away."

Old Mr. Meng looked at Gu Jiao and said, "No need, my little friend wants to ask him something, just take him to your senior brother."

Mr. Meng said without haste, and said to Gu Jiao, "I'll wait for you outside."

Gu Jiao was just about to slap him, her acting skills are so consummate!

Mr. Meng was waiting for Gu Jiao outside the National Teacher Hall. Gu Jiao no longer had to worry about the future, and followed this disciple to find the senior brother he was talking about.

Due to someone leading the way, Gu Jiao was not able to stroll around the National Teacher Hall, unable to appreciate the whole picture of the National Teacher Hall, but the scenery along the way is very good, Qionglou Yuyu, pavilions and waterside pavilions, simple and elegant without losing the grandeur.

The color of the building gets darker the further you go in, and Gu Jiao faintly senses a simple and mysterious atmosphere.

And inexplicably familiar.

"Is it a dead man?" Gu Jiao asked.

The disciple looked around and looked at Gu Jiao in surprise: "Young master, can you detect the dead men nearby?"

"Yeah." Gu Jiao nodded.

She seems to be sensitive to the breath of the dead, perhaps because they have something in common in fighting.

The dead soldiers in the National Teacher Hall are all very powerful, and after walking for less than a quarter of an hour, she has already felt at least ten auras that are not weaker than Sirius.

Gu Jiao was suddenly a little thankful that the old man had such a skill. If she really searched secretly, it would be difficult for her to get under the noses of so many experts.

"arrive."

The disciple pointed to a book library and said, "The elder brother is inside, please allow me to report."

"Thank you." Gu Jiao said.

The disciple went to report, and came out of the Library Pavilion not long after, and said to Gu Jiao, "Young Master, my elder brother is here to invite you."

Gu Jiao nodded, walked up the steps, looked at the shoes left at the door, and took off her own shoes, and stepped on the spotless floor with only her white footwear.

In the Zangshu Pavilion, the rows of bookshelves were filled to the brim, and the strong smell of books came to the face. The attic was quiet, and there were about a dozen disciples from the National Teacher Hall sorting out the books on the shelves, but no one had sent a single word. sound.

Passing through the bookshelf is a wooden platform about one foot high, which looks like a small open study.

A man in a dark blue robe sat behind a low table on a wooden platform, facing the direction of the bookshelf, and was writing something.

About to see Gu Jiao's figure projected on the ground, he raised his head, revealing a clear and outstanding young face, and smiled slightly: "Is it Mr. Meng's little friend?"

Gu Jiao nodded: "Yes, my surname is Xiao."

"Please sit down." He pointed to the ball cushion that was just placed across from him, "Young Master Xiao, you can call me Ye Qing."

Gu Jiao sat down opposite the eldest disciple Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's robe is quite different from the robes of the disciples of the National Teacher Hall, it can be seen that his status in the National Teacher Hall is outstanding.

He has an air of otherworldliness, and his smile makes people feel close, but he doesn't want to get too close.

It's an appropriate sense of distance.

Ye Qing put down the pen and paper in his hand, a disciple brought a water basin for him to clean his hands.

His hands are actually very clean, but it is etiquette to pour tea for guests after washing hands.

The disciple retreated.

He poured tea for Gu Jiao himself, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked with a smile, "I don't know why Mr. Xiao came to the National Teacher Hall?"

Gu Jiao looked at him and said, "My younger brother suffers from heart disease and needs surgery."

"Surgery for heart disease?" Ye Qing pondered for a moment, "Our National Teacher Hall is indeed proficient in medical skills, but such a major operation may not be possible for ordinary doctors."

Gu Jiao's eyes moved slightly, and she felt that she saw Gu Yan's hope of healing: "So your National Teacher Palace can perform such a complicated operation?"

Ye Qing smiled and said: "My master can do it. My master has excellent medical skills. He once performed heart disease surgery on a patient."

Gu Jiao asked, "Is the operation successful?"

Ye Qingyu said: "It was successful, but it's a pity that although the patient's heart disease was cured, he didn't survive the accident. It's really an impermanent world."

Gu Jiao said: "An accident is an accident, and an operation is an operation."

"Young master is very true." Ye Qing nodded with a smile, "However, how did young master know that your brother needs surgery?"

Most people can't think of this.

Gu Jiao said: "I know a little bit about medicine."

"So that's how it is." Ye Qing said regretfully, "It's a pity that Mr. Xiao came here by accident, my master has gone out, if Mr. Xiao came a few days earlier, he might have met my master."

It doesn't matter, she can operate herself.

Gu Jiao said bluntly: "I can operate by myself, can I borrow your operating room?"

Perhaps because of Mr. Meng, Ye Qing treated Gu Jiao very generously and politely. He said in a pleasant manner, "You can borrow any ordinary operating room. I don't have the key to my master's operating room. I have to wait for his old man to come back."

Even the operating room can understand it, the National Teacher Palace really has a time-traveling culture.

Gu Jiao was thinking about it, and suddenly said: "Odd changes and even remains the same?"

Ye Qing was taken aback.

"Forget it, it's nothing." This is not time-traveling, Gu Jiao waved her hand, and changed the subject, "When will Master Guoshi come back?"

"Ah." Ye Qing came back to his senses, and said, "Master told me before leaving that he would take twenty days at the fastest, and one month at the slowest."

One month is not too long, and Gu Yan can afford to wait in his current situation.

This trip went much smoother than Gu Jiao had imagined. Not only did she enter the National Teacher Hall, she confirmed the existence of the operating room, but she also got permission to use it.

Gu Jiao thanked Ye Qing and left the National Teacher Hall under the escort of her disciples.

She sat in the carriage, weighed the token in her hand, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the status of the Six Kingdoms Chess Master would be so useful."

Mr. Meng straightened his back calmly: "Hmph!"

Meng Lao: "You still have to curry favor with me!"

Jiaojiao: "You should go for a walk."

Old Meng: "..."