Chapter Thirty-Eight: Shi Potian Startled the Autumn Rain
Xue Xiang smoothed the erected chess pieces on the chessboard, handed the tea cup to An Weihong, and asked him to get him a glass of water. An Weihong couldn't refuse, so he took the tea cup. Xue Xiang smiled and said: "Old General
, then what do you think the boy is here to do today? He can’t be specifically here to commit massacre?”
The old man looked distressed and twirled his non-existent beard: "What kind of massacre? Anyway, I'm not in the mood today. I didn't pay attention for a moment and fell into your trap. I'm the winner or loser. It's just your words. It's a pity."
I have a great reputation in this life. Humph, you came here to ask the old man to open the back door. I don’t understand. Since you are asking for help from the old man, how dare you not give me face?"
"Old General, since you invited me to play chess, you think highly of me. How dare I play tricks with you? Of course, I have to use 30% of my ability to prepare for it. It's just that I was too heavy-handed at the moment. I want to come to you.
The old man won't be as knowledgeable as a junior like me."
"Good boy, you dare to follow me here, a poor person with three basic things? It makes me very angry. I want to see what you are like with ten basic things tomorrow. Don't let the old man play 'slap once and rub three times'
Come on, open the box you brought and let me see what's hidden inside, if you dare to show it to my old man."
"Here you go!" After saying that, Xue Xiang opened the long mahogany box and took out the scroll. Old Wang had already removed the chessboard and tea cup from the stone table and spread a piece of yellow silk cloth on them. The old general took the
Pass the scroll, carefully place it on the silk cloth, untie the tie, and slowly open it. The entire scroll is about four feet long and one foot wide.
Ruler, what catches the eye is a pair of simple cursive calligraphy. The entire calligraphy is extremely well preserved. There is only a yellowing mark the size of a fingernail in the upper left corner of the white rice paper. A water tune song title on the rice paper is written gracefully.
Unrestrained and wanton, the writing is like flowing clouds and flowing water, flowing down without any sense of stagnation.
"What a treasure, what a treasure! If the old man can get a glimpse of such a miracle in his lifetime, what regrets will he have in death? What regrets in death!!"
The old man was very excited. After admiring the calligraphy for half an hour, he let out a long sigh. He shook his head, looked up at the sky, and kept rubbing his hands. There were vague signs of being unsteady. Xue Xiang and Lao Wang hurriedly
Step forward to support him.
General An gently broke away the two people's hands and sat down: "I'm not old yet, I'm just too excited. Su Zizhan's calligraphy is really not inferior to Yan Zhenqing, chasing Wang Xizhi. It makes people feel excited, it's like sailing a small boat.
In the sea, you can move freely in the bumpy sea, and you can see your real skills. Good boy, I won't ask you for this treasure.
Where did the shell come from? Since you brought it, I think it was given to the old man as a birthday gift. Thank you. Although we gcd people don’t like to do birthday banquets, we always ask for it when we get together with our families.
I will definitely let you know when I have a family dinner. If you don’t want to drink, come over and have a piece of cake."
Xue Xiang was in a hurry. What does the old man mean by giving away this treasure with just a piece of cake?
Is it true or false? I heard Wei Hong said that you are a great expert in appreciating calligraphy and painting, so I brought it over for you to take a look at. Oh, I didn’t expect it to be an authentic work by Su Dongpo. I
I'm so happy! Thank you, thank you. I will definitely come over when you host a banquet. Not only will I eat cakes, but I will also give you birthday wine. I am a poor boy and cannot afford any gifts, so I will sing you a birthday song.
"Okay, what, you are busy with official duties, so I won't disturb you, I'm leaving first." After that, Xue Xiang rolled up the scroll and put it in a box, pretending to leave.
Seeing that Xue Xiang couldn't put on the condom, the old man became anxious. He pressed the wooden box and said with a smile: "Sit down for a while. My old man has no official business. Come on, stop pretending. What's the matter?
Talk about it."
Xue Xiang saw that Hua Shuai no longer wanted to be official, so he explained Xue Anyuan's situation to him. After hearing this, the old general smiled and said: "You really are here to deliver sugar-coated bullets. As per the old rules, I will accept the sugar-coated bullets."
I'll call you back. Xiao Wang, please leave it in my study and lock it." After that, the old general picked up the wooden box and handed it to Old Wang...
Xue Xiang was dumbfounded. He didn't expect General An Tangtang to resort to such a trick. He was at a loss for what to do and couldn't step forward to snatch the things back. Previously, he could pretend to be an appraisal, but now the old man tricked him into taking it away.
He didn't look back. Xue Xiang stared blankly at Lao Wang holding the wooden box and walking away. Although there were no tears in his eyes, his heart was actually bleeding.
The old man squinted at Xue Xiang's miserable look and felt greatly relieved. He felt relaxed and refreshed for a moment, and all the arrogance he had just felt was repaid. He was humming a tune proudly and shaking his head.
Holding a cattail leaf fan and shaking her thighs, she looked like a "returning group" who had avenged a great revenge.
Xue Xiang put his hands on his face and wiped it gently, and the original frown immediately turned into a smile. The old man was surprised when he saw his ability to change his face, and thought to himself, this kid is so shocked and can still laugh, he is a
Character. This guy has changed back to his smiling little bastard look. I have to pay attention.
Xue Xiang smiled and said: "Red powder is given as a dummy. Good things are of course given to people who know the goods. In my heart, you are the person who knows the goods, and you are the only person who knows the goods."
"Isn't it disgusting that you kid is changing your ways? You don't talk about giving swords to martyrs, but you talk about red powder. I think you kid is a bad guy, full of sewer water."
"You also said to me that you accept gifts without doing anything, isn't that a bit too much?"
"Did I accept the gift? Who can prove it?"
"Uh... I guess I said something wrong. You are really good. No wonder the national army couldn't defeat you back then. You guys are convinced."
"This is called strategy, it's wisdom! You, you'd better go back and read more of Mao's Selected Works, and don't think about flattering others all day long and taking the back door."
Xue Xiang really couldn't stand him anymore. He met a top-notch old man who accepted gifts without doing anything, but also plausibly taught others a big lesson.
: "I don't even mention the calligraphy and painting thing. I just gave it to you. I just asked you for nothing. It's just for your contribution to my current happy life. I shouldn't be filial to you."
"This still sounds like a sentence. Although it sounds more flattering, it makes people feel comfortable." The old man took a sip of tea and said with squinted eyes. It seemed that he had not let go of his vigilance towards Xue Xiang, so he took these heartfelt words seriously.
For flattery.
Xue Xiang smiled helplessly and said, "To be fair, my uncle's matter should be resolved organizationally?"
"How many things in this world can be done by one's heart?" The old man stopped teasing and held two chess pieces in his hand and turned them around.
"Who are you afraid of offending?"
"Childish, who has the old man been afraid of! This is a sensitive period, and the person behind your uncle is even more sensitive. If I make the slightest move, it will bring disaster to them. Hey, why am I telling you this, baby! You
Do you understand?"
"Okay, it seems I was reckless. Are you conflicted now?" Xue Xiang saw that his uncle's matter could no longer be done, so he simply changed the subject and made a shocking statement.
"What conflict do I have?" The old man stopped shaking the cattail leaf fan and stared at Xue Xiang, as if he wanted to see into his heart.
Only then did Xue Xiang feel the power of the old soldier's head rolling out of the sea of blood like a surging ocean tide. His heart tightened suddenly, and he sat up straight: "The smoke of the battlefield has long dissipated, and there are weapons and swords hidden in Xuanwu Gate."
A poem came out that was shocking.
With a "bang", General An smashed the tea cup on the table, causing the cup to break and water splashed. Just as An Weihong brought tea to Xue Xiang, Lao Wang also returned from the study. The two saw that the atmosphere here was a little abnormal, and the table was filled with chaos.
Langsha was about to step into the pavilion when Old General An waved his hand to stop him: "You two go to the main room first and tell Xiao Liu and the others to evacuate outside."
An Weihong and Lao Wang took the order and retreated. When they left, An Weihong took a deep look at Xue Xiang. He didn't understand what words this desperado used to attract his grandfather, and he couldn't even hear it. In a short while, there was a bamboo forest, a pine formation, and a roof.
There was a commotion, and Xue Xiang looked up. It turned out to be soldiers wearing various camouflage uniforms.
The people were retreating. Xue Xiang was shocked. When he came, he passed through the bamboo forest and pine formation and didn't realize that there were so many armed guards hiding there. However, it was reasonable to think about it. General An was in the center of the military aircraft, and he was everywhere.
The relationship is so important, how can the guard be so simple...
"Okay, there are only two of us here now, tell me, who sent you here?"
"Isn't it clear why I'm here? To save my parents!"
"Save your relatives? Haha, how could a young boy say the three words Xuanwumen? You can choose a good reason to fool people."
"The authorities are confused, but the onlookers are clear."
"I would like to see how you are a bystander. Let's talk about it. If you don't agree, I will ask you to go to a military court."
"This... this is not good. I am not a soldier. I am here to give you a birthday gift. How can you treat guests like this?"
"This is a strategic military location, don't you know? If you dare to speak nonsense here, and you can't give a reason, I think beheading is enough."
"Come on, don't scare me. You just want to see who is standing behind me. Why do you need to do this?"
"I hope you know the truth, tell me."
"There is really no one behind me. Think about it, my uncle is still in the labor camp, and his relationship with the chief is well known. If others want to test you, they will never choose me. You are being too cautious."
"Um...what you said makes some sense. I believe you are here to save me. Tell me what's going on with the Xuanwu Sect."
"I'm afraid the old man's body won't last long." Xue Xiang tremblingly said these words that were enough to kill someone, his eyes fixed on the old general, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down like a stream.
The old man didn't slap the table or scold him. He looked at Xue Xiang calmly and said, "How did you know?" In fact, his heart was filled with uproar. He really couldn't believe that such a major secret could be revealed by a child.
At this time, he did not dare to scold him for fear of frightening Xue Xiang's words back.
Seeing that the old man was not as angry as expected, Xue Xiang said cautiously: "Don't worry too much, I figured it out by myself. The old man has never shown up for such a big thing in April. The man who took over the Government Affairs Council in January,
Doesn't it seem too hasty to take over as deputy head of state?" Of course he would not say that the history books had been written long ago and he could only leave it to his own talents.
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the person who was called Gan Luo and Yan Shifan by the ancients was your rank!" After hearing this, General An was silent for a long time, and then suddenly expressed such emotion.