This innate talent was quite terrifying.
The old beggar asked again, "Have you ever played against a chess master?"
Gu Jiao thought for a moment, "Hmm... I guess I have?"
Her godfather should count as a master, she’s never beaten him after all.
The old beggar secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she had practice against a chess master, but if her skill was cultivated solely by playing against herself, that’s quite frightening.
However, even with experience playing against a master, discerning such skills wasn’t simple.
What a gifted child.
The old beggar looked at Gu Jiao appreciatively and was about to ask her name and where she lived when Gu Jiao beat him to it. "You said that if we tie, it counts as your loss. The silver!"
The corner of the old beggar’s mouth twitched.
Could she not break the atmosphere at such critical moments?
The old beggar, with a sullen face, took out several broken silver pieces from his crumpled money bag. The total was nearly ten taels. This was all he owned.
He thrust it toward Gu Jiao, "Take it! Take it! Take it all!"
Gu Jiao counted it and weighed it, then picked out the smallest piece and returned it to him, "I told you I wanted exactly ten taels."
No deception between the old and young!
With the silver in hand, Gu Jiao stood up and left.
The old beggar shouted to stop her, "Hey! Wait! You haven’t told me your name! Are you coming back tomorrow?"
Gu Jiao had already walked far away.
"Ten taels for each game!"
Gu Jiao came back.
The old beggar: "..."
...
Gu Jiao returned to the medical hall and changed her clothes.
Little monk Minmin ran into her courtyard, "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao!"
He had been running so fast that he’d fallen over again.
Fortunately, Minmin’s reputation for taking a tumble was well deserved, he held his head and rolled across half of the courtyard, like a small winter melon, until he reached the steps in front of the house.
Gu Jiao looked at him... at the non-existent wounds, washed his face and hands, "Alright, I’ll rub it for you." free𝑤ebnovel.com
Minmin, the son of Prince Yu’s couple, the junior diplomat of Liang country, promised to write letters to each other when he left.
She did not expect Minmin’s letter to arrive so fast.
"I want to read it with Jiaojiao!" Little Minmin said seriously.
Gu Jiao’s lips curled up in a small smile, "Alright."
Little Minmin climbed onto Gu Jiao’s lap, found a comfortable position to sit, rested his little head on Gu Jiao’s arm, and handed her the letter, "Read it out loud, Jiaojiao."
Gu Jiao unfolded the letter.
"To Minmin,
Minmin, how have you been? This is Brother Minmin. Do you remember me? I had a fruitful journey in Zhan country and I’ve been longing to return ever since. I’ve been worried about you and Yu since then. How have you two been?"
Even though children’s letters weren’t always simple, Gu Jiao understood the general meaning.
Minmin and Prince Yu’s couple had returned to Liang country. They arrived three days ago, and then Minmin started fulfilling his promise to write to little Minmin.
Minmin used Prince Yu’s falcon to deliver the letter, sending it to the royal post station of Zhan country, which is why little Minmin could receive Minmin’s letter so fast.
Liang country was very hot, Minmin wrote in the letter that he was as hot as a steamed bun. Since he was about to turn ten, he was not a little child anymore and needed to learn the manners of a prince, so he would be very busy.
A big incident happened during the process of Minmin reporting back to the monarch of Liang country: The monarch of Liang country was displeased with Prince Yu for arbitrarily agreeing to exchange the glass technology with Zhan country, and almost punished Prince Yu for it.
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