Having seen through his thoughts, the old beggar said, "Yes, teacher."
"I learned this from Lao Xiao, maybe you can ask him!" Fei Lao said.
"Old Xiao?" The old beggar was surprised again. Why does this matter have anything to do with him
Mr. Fei said: "This is a cipher text, not the text in the ruins. I think the person who copied the inscription is a senior agent. Although the cipher text has changed, no matter how it changes, it is regular, and this secret The writing is not very sophisticated, ordinary people can understand it if they know the code.”
The so-called cipher text and code matching are communication measures used by both the enemy and ourselves to prevent the other party from knowing the exchange of information. They are often seen in spy war movies and television works, but the reality is much crueler than those in film and television works.
The code is the so-called codebook, and the secret text is the original text.
Some names are different, but the meanings are the same.
"I understand, teacher!" the old beggar said respectfully.
Fei Lao said: "I think this thing is probably true. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. It mentions a place named Long Valley, which is in the Afghanistan area in the Middle East. The specific location is not written on it."
"If you really want to look for it, you can't find the light screen, and people have died there, which means it's very dangerous!"
The old beggar said: "It depends on the situation!"
"In that case, I will translate it all for you first. It's not difficult. Give me an hour!" Fei Lao said.
Isn't it difficult for an hour? This is Mr. Fei, a national scholar-level figure. It is very important to come up with this thing, otherwise others will not use code words to convey it.
The old beggar said: "An hour is fine, but your precious granddaughter is probably going to be unhappy. She hasn't gone to bed yet!"
"Test me?" Mr. Fei raised his eyes and looked at the old beggar!
The old beggar quickly said: "Students don't dare!"
"Hey, what else don't you dare to do!"
At this time, Fei Lao was already translating and writing quickly.
There are no digital products in the old man's study. The phone is in the lobby outside or is a landline.
There are probably tens of thousands of books in the study, which have been the old man's lifelong possessions. He is ninety-five years old today.
Fei Lao finished it in less than half an hour, and it only lasted two pages.
"I've given this to you. I can't guarantee that it's error-free, but more than 90% of it is still certain. It's up to you. That's all I can help you with!" Fei Lao said, "As for this ruins, If we can get it, that's good too,
But don’t discredit the country! "
"Teacher, don't worry, I can guarantee you this!" said the old beggar.
"Okay, what else do you want?"
"No more for now!" said the old beggar, "Then I'll take my leave, teacher!"
"Go!"
As the old beggar said this, he turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, Fei Lao seemed to have thought of something and said, "Wait a minute!"
"What else does the teacher have to do?"
"The thing about me beating you back then..."
"Haha, the teacher didn't expect you to still remember. If it hadn't been for your whip, I wouldn't be where I am now!" said the old beggar.
Ah…
Mr. Fei also smiled, and he was relieved. This matter had always bothered him, because the student he beat was the most promising student. His dilemma was whether he should be beaten at that time!
"Teacher, our students at that time were different from those today. Children today cannot be spanked, even if they make mistakes!" said the old beggar.
Mr. Fei said: "That's right! Haha, your class is better!"
"Just hit him, right?"
"Ha ha… "
"Grandpa, you should go to bed!"
Felan's voice came from outside.
"Okay, teacher, students leave first!"
"Go!"
The old beggar turned around and went out. He walked a few steps and then looked back. The teacher was really old. The images from his childhood were still vivid in his mind. The old beggar's eyes were a little moist. He looked at the teacher for a few seconds and then turned around and left.
And Fei Lao stood there until the old beggar went out and disappeared into the darkness.
"Grandpa, who is this person?" Granddaughter Fei Lan came up and asked curiously.
Fei Lan was curious. Grandpa usually didn't receive visitors, let alone at night.
How could we not be curious that this man could actually enter Grandpa's study!
Fei Lao said: "He is a national scholar!"
"National scholar?" Fei Lan didn't understand very well. He looked like a bad old man, far less impressive than his grandfather. How could he be a national scholar? She didn't believe it: "Grandpa, you are the national scholar!"
Fei Lao said: "I don't count. If you have to impose it on me, then I am just a national scholar with a bad pen, and he is a national scholar with a gun."
"A national warrior in the barrel of a gun?"
How do teenage girls know this
"That's right, our country comes from the barrel of a gun, and he is a national warrior inside the barrel of a gun. Only what he does can be called a national warrior!" Fei Lao said.
"Oh, so awesome
! "Felan was surprised.
This was the first time that she had seen her grandfather think so highly of a person. It seemed to her that this person's achievements were even more lofty than her grandfather's.
"Yeah, it's better to be better than someone who's good at it!"
Felan said quickly: "Grandpa, I'll go out and I'll be back soon!"
"what are you going to do?"
Feilan had already trotted out, shouting outside: "Hey, hey, weird old man... wait, wait..."
The little girl ran very fast and soon caught up with the old beggar. He stopped, thinking that the teacher wanted to call him for something else.
"What's the matter?" asked the old beggar.
Feilan ran up and said, "Are you a national scholar?"
"What?" The old beggar didn't understand.
Feilan said: "My grandfather calls you a national warrior, a national warrior in the barrel of a gun! I just neglected you, I hope you don't mind, it's because I'm ignorant!"
This very generous girl is indeed Mr. Fei's granddaughter.
"A national scholar, a national scholar in the barrel of a gun? Teacher Miao praised it... Thank you very much, teacher!"
The old beggar was very excited. He bowed deeply in the direction of the courtyard, and then Felan said: "Girl, your grandfather is my teacher, he is the true national scholar, and I am just an outsider. You should be lucky to have this opportunity." Such a grandpa, take good care of him for me!”
With that said, the old beggar left.
Feilan stood there and didn't understand what he said. What's wrong
After returning, Feilan said: "Grandpa, he said he was just a national soldier in the opposition. Oh, I really don't understand what you are talking about. What is in the opposition, what is in the barrel of a gun..."
"You will understand later!" Fei Lao said.
"Grandpa, you have something to say!" Felan said, "I don't understand it now and I won't understand it even more in the future. Can't you explain it to me?"
"Can you understand what I said?"
"Of course you can, I have a very high consciousness!" Felan said: "Otherwise no one will tell me if you go to the Paradise of Paradise in the future. Do you want to take these with you? Don't you want an heir? I am... "
"You... okay, I'll tell you..."
The old man had no choice but to talk about this, so how could he not tell her? She was right when she said it. Do you want to carry these into the coffin
"Great, but it's too late today, I'll only talk for half an hour!" Felan was very happy.
"Come on, come in, I'll show you something..."
"Very good… "
The little girl was very excited and full of curiosity.