After Ouyang Feng, Qiu Yifan, Yan Shaoqing and Cheng Ziyi came to see her together, Wen Xinya had been wondering who Si Yiyan was and why Ning Shuqian was so secretive about his identity. Moreover, he had clearly saved her, but he had never appeared in front of her. She wanted to say thank you to him in person, but she never had the chance. This feeling made her a little upset.
Wen Xinya unconsciously fiddled with the long earring on her right ear. Without her knowing it, when she was thinking, dazed and nervous, her habit of fiddling with the red diamond in her left ear had turned into the long earring on her right ear.
"Xinya, it's your turn!" Mr. Mo saw that she had been in a daze for quite a while. At first he thought she was just thinking about how to make this next move, but after a while he saw her fiddling with the long earring on her right ear with a dull look in her eyes, so he knew that she had something else on her mind.
"Ah?" Wen Xinya looked up blankly, with a hazy look in her eyes. She seemed to have realized something suddenly. She hurried to look at the chessboard: "Oh! It's my turn." After saying that, she hurriedly dropped the black chess piece in her hand onto the chessboard.
"Are you sure you want to take this step?" Grandpa Mo saw that she was walking into a trap with this move. Once it was made, she would lose half of her kingdom. Although Xinya was doomed to lose this game, she would not lose so quickly.
Wen Xinya was startled and quickly observed the chessboard carefully. Only then did she realize that she had made a bad move. She blushed and said awkwardly, "It's settled!"
Mr. Mo put the white chess piece in his hand back into the chess box and looked at her with a smile: "It's not your style to keep it fixed. "
Normally when I play chess with him, he loves to cheat, act like a spoiled child, and regret his moves. He would try out all kinds of tricks and would not be satisfied until he loses. Today, he actually knows that he has made up his mind and will not change his moves. It is really strange.
The more Wen Xinya thought about her daily chess performance, the more embarrassed she became. "Grandpa, you are such a great chess player. I'm going to lose this game anyway. It doesn't matter if I lose sooner or later."
"Where has your usual stubbornness gone, that refuses to give up until you reach your goal and refuses to turn back until you hit the wall?" Grandpa Mo teased.
Wen Xinya was teased by him like this, and couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed: "Grandpa, you shouldn't make fun of others like this."
Seeing that she was angry, Mr. Mo quickly put away his smile and said with concern: "Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore. What's wrong with you today? Why are you so absent-minded and in a trance?"
Wen Xinya thought of Si Yiyan's heartbeat and suddenly skipped a beat. She quickly covered it up and said, "It's nothing. Maybe I'm too tired these past two days. I'm a little stressed out as the introduction dinner is approaching."
She would not allow any mistakes in this introduction dinner, she wanted to make it perfect. In the past two days, she had been learning about high-end dinners, reading many books on related etiquette, and asked Xu Chenyu and others to help her find many videotapes. She even got some information from a public relations company. Zhou Tianyu and others also taught her a lot of experience.
Old Master Mo frowned, knowing that she knew her limits, so he didn't say anything more about the dinner. In this situation, no matter what others said, it would be useless, and he could only rely on himself, so he said, "Today is the 60th birthday of a friend of mine, but I happened to be busy and couldn't attend, so I wanted you to go over and give him a gift!"
"Grandpa, I'm fine. I just need a rest. I can handle the party tonight!" Wen Xinya said hurriedly. Recently, her grandfather often took her to visit old friends and participate in some friends' activities. He introduced many people in his circle to her. How could she not know her grandfather's good intentions.
These people have some friendship with him. If she formally introduces her to them, she will be able to get some convenience and help in various fields in the future with her grandfather's friendship. Moreover, when she introduces the dinner, these people with reputation and status will also go over to give face to grandfather, and then her face will naturally be more glorious.
"Are you really okay?" Mr. Mo was a little worried.
"It's really okay. In fact, I was thinking about the time when I was kidnapped and rescued by Si Yiyan." Seeing that her grandfather was so worried, Wen Xinya had to tell the truth.
"What's wrong? That happened a while ago. You don't have to think about it all the time." Mr. Mo's tone became stern.
Wen Xinya quickly shook her head: "No, no, I don't always think about it, it's just that Si Yiyan saved me, but I have never thanked him in person, and I always feel like I owe him something."
Only then did Mr. Mo realize that Xinya's distraction was due to Si Jiu. He frowned slightly and said, "He has always been mysterious. You don't have to think about it."
He has always admired Si Jiu, especially his Liu style. Few young people can fully display the essence of Liu style. Before, Si Jiu lived in the Mo family. He vaguely knew that Si Jiu seemed to be particularly attentive to Xinya, but he was able to grasp the measure so that he could not find any dissatisfaction, so he let it go.
"Grandpa, do you know who Si Jiu is?" Wen Xinya asked curiously.
Mr. Mo picked up the teacup and took a few sips, then said, "I don't know about this either."
"Grandpa, you don't know his identity, yet you still dare to teach him. Isn't that too hasty? Aren't you afraid that he will use what you teach to do evil?" Wen Xinya couldn't help but ask curiously.
"When I teach others, I never look at their status. I only look at their character. If their character is good enough, I will be willing to teach them everything I know, even if they are beggars on the street."
"Oh! Grandpa has such a broad mind, no wonder he is called a great scholar of the time." Wen Xinya's eyes flashed with admiration.
Mr. Mo sighed, "What I have learned has become obsolete in this flashy and restless age. As the pace of life accelerates and social pressure increases, these things have become the heritage of the ancient splendid culture that the people of Country Z admire. Except for some scholarly families who still maintain the inheritance of this cultural treasure, there are very few people who learn from it. I just hope that these good things can be passed on and truly applied in daily life, study, and work, so that the ancients will not be in vain."
The topic was a bit heavy, so Wen Xinya quickly changed the subject: "By the way, how did grandpa know Si Yiyan?"
"Si Jiu's father was once my student. He was very talented, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, military tactics, and scheming. He was considered my favorite student. When Si Jiu was young, his father sent him to live with me. He studied with me for three years. I can only say... the disciple is better than the master. This Si Jiu is definitely a person of his time."
"It's strange that there are still people willing to learn these things now!" Even she had only learned music, chess, calligraphy, painting, history and humanities at most, but she didn't want to get involved in things like military strategy, tactics and political schemes. The power changes, wars and political struggles of Country Z throughout the ages were all tragic. These things were too heavy, and once you learned them, you would naturally have to bear the responsibilities and use them.
Mr. Mo said calmly, "Most of those who are willing to learn these things nowadays are people who are in high positions and play tricks. The ancient military tactics and strategies are the essence of many schools. They are broad and profound. It is not surprising that some people are willing to learn them."