The north wind is howling and the cold wind is biting.
In a room on the sixth floor of the accommodation building, Mr. Qin and Mr. Ye were playing a chessboard game. Ye Junlang was also present and was specially called by Mr. Qin to make tea and water.
Ye Junlang served tea and water to these two old men who were equally important in his life and both worthy of respect, and at the same time watched their game.
There have been two sentences before, and each of them has a victory. Now this third game is the time to decide the winner.
Ye Junlang watched these games for a while and had to admit that Mr. Qin's chess skills had indeed improved a lot. The key was that Mr. Ye's attainments in chess skills were not bad. He had never seen Mr. Ye before.
Playing chess.
At the end of this game, neither of them could do anything to the other on the chessboard, and they had very few black and white chess pieces left. It seemed that the game could only end in a draw.
“If we don’t win or lose, we can call it a tie.”
Mr. Qin glanced at the chess board and said with a smile.
Old Man Ye took a sip of tea and said: "In the ancient martial arts world, there was a person who was called the master of chess. This person was a master of chess. In his chessboard, the heaven and the earth were used as the chessboard, and the general trend of the world was the chess piece, and he was the chess player.
Those who hold on to their son want to promote the general trend of the world."
"Oh? Such a strange person must be extremely extraordinary, right?" Mr. Qin asked.
"Hmph!" Old Man Ye snorted coldly, appearing disapproving, and said, "Old Man Qi Yang is nothing more than a self-righteous guy. Just like the old magic stick, he thinks he can influence the general trend of the world, or even dominate the general trend of the world. How could he know?
, Power is ever-changing, like clouds and winds, changing in myriad ways. There is no fixed power in the world, only ever-changing trends. Trying to dominate the ever-changing trends with the power of one person will not only be in vain, but will also become a laughing stock."
Mr. Qin smiled calmly and said: "It is not appropriate for me to interfere in this matter in the ancient martial arts world, but I guess you have already made a plan, right?"
While speaking, Mr. Qin glanced at Ye Junlang intentionally or unintentionally.
Old man Ye took out the dry tobacco stick and lit it. After taking a puff of the dry tobacco, he smiled complacently and said, "Old man Qin, you also know my temper. I have always tried my best to break the situation. Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the layout is good or not.
.The important thing is that the fist must be hard enough and strong enough.”
"Is it like when you followed me on the battlefield, took the enemy's camp, and killed the enemy generals alone?" Qin Lao Lao's eyes lit up and he asked with a smile.
"Of course." Old Man Ye said without hesitation.
When Ye Junlang heard this, he couldn't help but become interested and said: "Old General, Old Ye also went to the battlefield with you? I have never heard him mention this past event. How did you cooperate on the battlefield back then?"
Mr. Qin chuckled, a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and he said: "That happened decades ago. At that time, I was about thirty years old, and Old Ye was also in his early twenties.
At that time, Old Man Ye went to war with me as my bodyguard, and we went through many battlefields. Those years were truly full of war and smoke.
The most dangerous time was when the enemy army surrounded us with ten times its strength. No matter how we fought, we were bound to lose the battle. But Old Man Ye did not believe in evil, so he went through the layers of the enemy army alone in the night.
I sealed off the ambush, sneaked into the enemy's camp, captured the enemy leader, beheaded him, and showed his head to the public. I took the opportunity to lead my troops to launch a general attack. The enemy saw their leader being killed, lost all confidence, and their formation was scattered.
Defeat. That battle, many years later, is still a classic battle that people talk about."
Old Man Ye also smiled and said: "I was young at that time, not afraid of death, and would always do many heroic things. However, on the battlefield, what matters is teamwork and team fighting, and individual heroism is often not necessary."
"Having said that, it was your heroism that saved my life several times during those years. Otherwise, my life, as an old man's, had already been determined on that battlefield. How could I still be alive today?
Mr. Qin said with a smile.
Old Man Ye remembered something and said: "At that time, there were two unparalleled prides in the military region. One was you, Old Man Qin, and the other was Old Man Hua Xiong. At that time, you and Old Man Hua Xiong were responsible for different fronts, but they were both responsible for them.
He won many battles and was equally matched, and for a time he was regarded as the two most talented men in the army, unmatched by anyone."
Old Qin's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "At that time, Old Hua Xiong was also assisted by an ancient martial artist, but he was a warrior with the surname of Dao. If he was still alive now, he would be about the same age as you.
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"Dao Yanluo..."
There was a faint flash of sharpness in Old Man Ye's eyes, but he didn't say anything else.
"After the war was settled, you left the army and went to the ancient martial arts world, which stirred up the whole ancient martial arts world. The happy life of traveling around the world in green clothes with a sword is really something people yearn for." Qin
He always smiled, then he sighed slightly and said, "Later, because of that incident, you became depressed, despaired of all thoughts, and your mind fell into silence, so you went into hiding. This boy Ye was the one you met when you were at your most depressed.
Bar?"
"That's almost it." Old Man Ye nodded and continued, "The appearance of Mr. Ye has gradually made my silent state of mind begin to glow with life. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will end up in that poor ravine in this life.
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"Old man, no matter what, it's best if you can get out of here." Mr. Qin said.
Ye Junlang's face was startled, but he didn't expect that he could bring such a big change in Old Ye's mood.
But think about it, when old man Ye was despairing of all his thoughts and feeling desolate, he met Ye Junlang, who was still in his infancy. He adopted the baby, and from then on, the old man and the young child began to depend on each other.
The baby's vitality is fragile but tenacious, and it becomes more and more vigorous every day. Perhaps in this process of relying on each other and watching the baby grow up day by day, his state of mind has also been infected and affected, resulting in his own loneliness.
The dead state of mind begins to take on new life.
"Decades have passed by in the blink of an eye, and you and I are both old." Mr. Qin sighed with emotion, and then said, "Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?"
"Old man Qin, I'm different from you. I'm afraid you can't even hold a gun now. But I'm different. I obey you, but my fists don't obey you." Old Ye said with narrowed eyes.
"Haha, if you have the chance, you must go to the ancient martial arts world to see the martial arts saint of yours." Mr. Qin smiled and then asked, "Old man Ye, you just chose this time to go to Beijing, do you also want to come and wish me a birthday?"
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"Congratulations on your birthday? Could it be your eightieth birthday?" Old Man Ye asked.
Mr. Qin nodded and said: "Yes. It happens to be my eightieth birthday in two days. I didn't want to organize it. But the younger members of the family insisted on organizing a celebration, so I went with them. However, even if it was arranged, it would be
The format of the family banquet will not be disclosed to the public, and the people who come are also relatives and friends. Since you happen to be here, you can join in the fun when the time comes."
"Of course your eightieth birthday must be properly organized. At that time, Ye Xiaozi and I will go over to wish you a happy birthday." Old Man Ye said with a smile.
"Old general, let me first wish you a longer life than Nanshan." Ye Junlang said with a smile.
Mr. Qin glared at him and said, "This is natural. I want to live a few more years and teach you a lesson for a few more years."