The one held in Kaiming Beast's hand was not the Hetu Luoshu, but the original manuscript of the Tui Bei Tu.

And the Tui Bei Tu had been deliberately led astray by Zhujiuyin.

The events of that year were roughly like this.

With the entire situation dissected, the single weak point of support emerged.

If the Western Regions journey and Xuanzang's Buddhist teachings in the Tang Dynasty were merely the surface, and beneath the Zhenguan prosperity lay a hidden game and struggle between Zhujiuyin and Kaiming of Kunlun, then that era was truly unbelievably brilliant and turbulent.

Similarly, Wei Yuan, Gengchen, and even the human world of that era were merely a chessboard and pieces between Zhujiuyin and Kaiming Beast. The young strategist held his feather fan horizontally, pointed it at Zhujiuyin, and smiled, "Indeed, your Excellency winning by half a move to buy time for the human world is something Liang is truly grateful for."

"However, Liang personally cannot accept using A Yuan as a chess piece."

The tension was palpable.

Chi You murmured, "...the scent of battle."

Xuanyuan twitched his lips, finally understanding.

This guy couldn't keep up with the thought processes of these two monsters at all.

He was simply smelling the gunpowder.

Chi You sharpened his axe on a whetstone, the air seeming to reverberate with cheerful sounds.

Fight! Fight!

Xuanyuan sneered.

The part of the Shenzhou people's bloodline that loves to stir up trouble must have been carved by you, kid.

How good is red pupils and white hair.

Shennong, with the intention of shifting the conflict, asked, "Why only a half move victory over Kaiming?"

The white-clad strategist said, "It is not that I did not try, but that I truly could not. Facing such an opponent, I fear that achieving this much is already the limit. Any more, and with his keen senses, he would inevitably notice something, and then all previous efforts would be wasted. Greed and insatiability are the way for a general to bring about his own demise, and the same is true for strategy."

"Half a move is already the limit, and Zhujiuyin, holding firm and refusing to come out, likely still holds a trump card sufficient to instantly reverse the battle, a bargaining chip that even Kaiming Beast, having figured out the events of the Tang Dynasty, must be cautious of."

Damn, there's still this?!

Shennong, Xuanyuan, Xing Tian, Chi You, Da Yi, and even Museum Director Wei all looked towards Zhujiuyin.

The gray-robed man spoke calmly, "During Wei Yuan's third trial."

"I took the opportunity to gamble with Kaiming, the winner getting to make the loser do one thing."

"And this authority to make Kaiming do one thing is on Wei Yuan."

Wei Yuan: "??!"

Shennong, Xuanyuan, Xing Tian, Chi You, and Da Yi all turned their heads to look at the stunned museum director again.

The white-clad strategist smiled, "Is that representative of your apology for using him as a chess piece?"

The gray-robed man's eyes were ancient, and he smiled faintly:

"Why isn't it a bargaining chip to satisfy you?"

"Actually, Liang wants to know more about the backhand you left in the Tui Bei Tu."

"Then why doesn't Zhuge deduce it yourself?"

"Over a thousand years since the Tang Dynasty, even Liang cannot see through the flaws in a short time... Heh..."

"Heh..."

Xuanyuan: "............"

Xing Tian: "............"

Wei Yuan: "............"

The three iron-headed brutes retreated step by step, squatting against the wall.

Damn, so scary.

Why does it feel like simply talking and smiling is more frightening than drawing a knife?

The young strategist gently waved his feather fan, while the gray-robed man, his eyes ancient, picked up his tea and said lightly, "It seems that he hasn't even realized that your anger is just to help him get benefits from me."

Eh? Help me get benefits?

Wei Yuan was stunned.

The young strategist smiled, "Joy at something that should not be joyful, anger at something that should not be anger. The politics of joy and anger are also a part of strategy, a weapon that rulers can use."

The gray-robed man's lips curved up, and he said, "Still the same, Zhuge Kongming."

"The biggest weakness on you still exists."

"Oh? Liang's weakness."

Zhujiuyin said calmly, "Zhuge Wuhou, a peerless genius, outwardly gentle and refined, but in fact, arrogant and conceited. Or rather, your arrogance is hidden in your words and deeds, almost so glaring that I cannot ignore it."

"If not for your arrogance, the Three Kingdoms division of the world could have been unified at least three times."

The white-clad strategist paused slightly with his feather fan.

Wei Yuan was stunned, "Arrogance?"

Zhujiuyin glanced at the museum director and said, "Yes, the world knows of the six expeditions to Qishan, but who has calculated that in the first year of Zhuge Wuhou's emergence from the mountains, even though Liu Xuande did not heed your strategy, but instead fell into the path of being chased by Cao Mengde."

"But even so, by the end of this year alone, Liu Xuande still, under your strategy, pacified the four commanderies of Jingnan, possessed his own power, and became a true hero."

"And then, he directly defeated Cao Mengde, and later Guan Yunchang flooded the Seven Armies, shaking the world."

"The Longzhong Plan emerged, several armies joined forces, and the intensity of their attack forced Cao Mengde to consider moving the capital."

"You only spent a mere ten years."

"When you left Nanyang that year, saying that you would return to farm and live in seclusion, wasn't it precisely because in your eyes, this world of chaos, with fierce generals like clouds and strategists like rain, could be suppressed with a wave of your hand? When you returned then, you still had the strength to farm."

The white-clad youth's eyes narrowed slightly.

Combining the era, there was indeed an unparalleled arrogance within those gentle and refined words.

"You could have originally pacified the world within your estimated twelve years, and then returned to Nanyang. With talent alone, you could indeed have done it."

"But the first mistake you made was that you shouldn't have thought that Sun Zhongmou had the spirit of Liu Xuande and Cao Mengde. You were accustomed to seeing geniuses and heroes, so you defaulted that all sides had extraordinary talents. If it were Sun Ce, he would have definitely responded from Jiangdong to Jihan at that time, and Cao Mengde's great momentum eastward would have been gone, and he would have inevitably died."

"But that was not Sun Ce, not Sun Jian, that was Sun Quan."

"Your sharpness was too great, and you didn't know how to restrain it at all. In a mere ten years, you turned a Liu Xuande who had nothing into the King of Hanzhong who divided the world into three, directly defeated Cao Mengde, and shook the world. How could Sun Quan not be afraid, especially with Zhou Yu's death?"

"Therefore, Guan Yunchang was ambushed, and the Longzhong Plan collapsed in the hands of petty people."

"The second time, you shouldn't have thought that you could understand the formations in the army, and therefore thought that Liu Xuande could do the same. You thought that Cao Mengde was defeated by fire at the Battle of Red Cliffs, and anyone with a little bit of wisdom would not fall for this trick again, but you were wrong. Liu Xuande is not you, he fell for Lu Xun's fire attack."

"Just like Cao Mengde back then, your first battle rose from the Battle of Red Cliffs."

"And Lu Xun's fame rose from Liu Xuande."

"The overall situation was thus lost."

"And the third time, Zhuge Kongming, you shouldn't have trusted Ma Su."

The gray-robed man said mockingly:

"If I were your opponent, after seeing your first two mistakes, I would definitely choose someone empty-headed and let him study the temperament and behavior of your youth, replacing Jiang Wei, and you would definitely fall into the trap like you did with Ma Su."

"Again, you are inherently carrying the arrogance and prejudice of a peerless genius, but you don't know that mortals are mostly just disguised appearances."

"When you see him like this, you will naturally think that there are others in the world with this kind of performance, who are also geniuses. You like Ma Su, this young man who at least on the surface looks similar to your own youth. In the end, he ruined your best opportunity to recover the world."

"And you finally saw clearly that there were mediocre people everywhere, so you chose to support Shu Han with your own strength."

"But at that time, you were no longer the high-spirited youth of the past. You still thought your body was very good. The last time, you misjudged yourself."

He paused and smiled, "Or rather, I misspoke. You made the same type of mistake four times in your life. Your extraordinary talent has blinded your eyes, and now it seems that you are still arrogant to the extreme."

Wei Yuan's forehead twitched.

He was terrified.

Shennong retreated silently, while Chi You's eyes lit up.

The young strategist's expression remained unchanged, and he gently waved his feather fan, smiling:

"Is it really as you see that Liang made mistakes? What you know are only the mistakes I have made in the past, not the Liang of now. Could it be that Zhujiuyin is also like those in ancient books who carve a mark on a boat to find a lost sword, or is it..."

He paused with his feather fan, his smile gentle, "Zhujiuyin, are you nervous?"

"Do you feel that your position is being shaken?"

The gray-robed man smiled, "There is such a saying in the art of war you left behind."

"The authority of the army is the life of the three armies and the power of the commander. The general who can wield the authority of the army and control the key points of the army, and command the subordinates, is like a fierce tiger with wings, soaring across the four seas. But if he loses his authority, he is like a school of fish scattered and unable to accomplish anything."

"So, from the first day you came here, you planned to seize the power in your hands?"

Wise men against wise men.

Sharpness against sharpness.

Ruthlessness against ruthlessness.

Absolutely strong desire for control against an equally absolutely strong desire for control.

Xuanyuan: "............"

Xing Tian: "............"

Shennong: "............"

The three looked at each other.

They chose to copy and paste and give up thinking.

MD, it's so scary here.

Chi You: Fight! Fight! Fight!

TNND! Fight! Why don't you fight!

What's with all the trash talk! Fight!

Wei Yuan turned his head to look for Da Yi, his expression stiff.

He only found a wooden sign stuck in the ground, with a piece of paper pasted on it, drawing an emoticon.

~(￣▽￣〜)(〜￣▽￣)〜

That shy youth had long since disappeared.

Wei Yuan: "............"

The wind blew, and the palm of the emoticon seemed to be moving.

As expected of someone who was thrown into the mountains and raised by all things, this stealth is too high, isn't it?

Wei Yuan stiffly turned his head, met the gaze of the new group of three iron-headed brutes looking at a warrior, and said with a dry laugh, "That, uh, don't, don't fight, ptui ptui ptui, I mean, don't quarrel, uh..., or how about everyone have a cup of tea, or..."

"Hmm?!"

"A Yuan, shut up."

"............"

"Wuwuwuwu, Xuanyuan, Xing Tian, A Liang has gone bad..."

Museum Director Wei was pierced.

"Sigh, this is how children grow up, A Yuan, you have to get used to it."

"Yes, yes."

"............"

The young strategist had a headache and sighed, "It seems that it will be difficult to continue today."

He gently waved his feather fan and looked at Zhujiuyin, "However, since your Excellency is using the Tui Bei Tu deduced from the Hetu Luoshu to scheme against Kaiming, preparing that last move, you probably can't act rashly. Therefore, I will temporarily be responsible for matters outside."

He got up, his height about the same as Wei Yuan's, wearing a Confucian robe, and said in a gentle tone:

"Therefore, regarding the arrangements related to A Yuan, please tell me in detail."

Those soft and clear eyes narrowed slightly, containing a smile:

"Otherwise, don't blame Liang."

He slashed with his feather fan.

"Break them all!"

......................

Ji Xuanyuan looked absent-minded, then patted Wei Yuan's shoulder, "I don't know why, it's really strange..."

He said with emotion, "Looking at this scene, I suddenly thought of Bai Ze."

"You brainless guy actually has such a useful external brain, I really envy you."

"A Yuan isn't brainless."

The young strategist's clear voice interrupted, and the white-clad strategist gently waved his feather fan, remained silent for a moment, thought of those years since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, thought of the hardships of those years, and murmured with emotion, "He has already worked very hard!"

Wei Yuan: "............"

Images flashed in his mind.

Everyone: Bai Ze is trash.

Ji Xuanyuan said in a loud voice: No, he has already worked very hard!

Why is this scene so familiar?

Have I fallen to this level?!

Wei Yuan covered his face with both hands, with the urge to sigh to the heavens.

Shennong and Xing Tian patted his shoulders to show comfort.

The gray-robed man's lips curled up, then he controlled himself from showing a smile, and said in a light tone, "Oh, if that's the case, then there is one person you must know, and that is the other chess player participating in this great calamity."

The young strategist frowned, "Hmm? Another one?"

Then the gray-robed man's lips curled up, put down the teacup, and raised his hand, pointing to the museum director over there.

He said lightly:

"There, it's him."

PS: Today's second update... 3,600 words.