In the long history of China, which is both glorious and full of suffering, countless heroes, sages, knights and warriors have emerged.
Yue Fei was furious and devoted to serving his country, Wen Tianxiang led an army to fight against the Yuan Dynasty and was killed in Dadu, Zheng Chenggong crossed the sea to seize islands to protect the integrity of our territory, Deng Shichang died in the Yellow Sea when his Zhiyuan sank. During the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China, the Han people were almost wiped out, but Ran Min fought back desperately, covered in the blood of the barbarians, and earned the name "butcher".
For the sake of the great China and the Han bloodline, they sacrificed their lives, served the country and were loyal to the people.
Some people become the bright moon in the sky, the dazzling stars, and the role models for mankind, leading future generations to follow their examples, carry on the past and continue to move forward.
More people turn into spring flowers, into weeds, into nectar, and return to dust.
Many, many people in Yanziwu turned into dust that no one knew and no one would notice.
There is a stone tablet at the entrance of the dock. It has stood for hundreds of years and has been renovated many times, but it is still in dilapidated condition.
It records the various contributions made by the men of Yanziwu to this country. Some of them can be written down, but many more cannot be engraved on the monument to be announced to the world.
Although they are not well-known and their stories are not popular, Yanziwu still enjoys the respect and support of the rulers of successive dynasties due to the efforts of generations of predecessors. Since the Five Barbarians period, the tradition of generals dismounting from their horses and prime ministers getting off their sedan chairs has appeared.
Now China is peaceful and prosperous, but the enemy is still there, and the people of Yanziwu are still sniping strong enemies in various fields and dangerous places to protect the dragon veins. Fang Yan accepted the challenge of the Oriental Sword God Qianye Bingbu. And in those unknown dark corners, how many heroes are accepting life and death battles one after another
In the North Sea, in the Tianshan Mountains, in the land of the goshawk - how many men from Yanziwu are killing enemies and hunting prisoners
"I understand." The man said in a dignified voice, as if a heavy hammer hit a nail, driving the nail into the wall at once, but he also said in a gentle and intimate voice: "Take care of yourself, sir. I'll go to you for a drink when I have time."
After hanging up the phone, the gentleman breathed a sigh of relief.
He took two sips of rice wine from the bottle, wiped the phone with fine silk, and locked it carefully into the wooden box. He did it so seriously, as if he was collecting the most precious antique in the world.
Bai Xiu walked over and supported the gentleman, saying, "Sir, do you want to go out and talk to them? Everyone is waiting."
"What's the big deal about a few kids quarreling?" The gentleman shook his head and sighed. "These stupid guys are being used as guns by those boys. They can't figure it out. With the cunningness of those boys, they should just not bully others outside. Who can bully them? I really want to go out and scold them."
"Don't scold them." Bai Xiu said with a smile. "They love their son very much. Otherwise, who would be willing to stand by the door and freeze in such a cold weather?"
"Huh, you love your son so much that you can't scold him?" The gentleman sneered. "I didn't scold them because - forget it, go out and say hello to them and let them go. It's so cold, it's not good to let the old man and the old lady get frozen."
Bai Xiu nodded and prepared to go out and let everyone go. Since the gentleman had already made that call, it proved that all the problems were no longer problems.
"Let the old man from the Fang family and Ye Daowen come in." The gentleman added.
Bai Xiu went out, and soon, he pushed Fang Huwei, who was sitting in a wheelchair and covered with a thick blanket, in. Ye Daowen, with a green shirt and jade-like face, followed behind and closed the wooden door.
The gentleman sat carelessly on his recliner, squinting his eyes at Fang Huwei and said, "You old fox Fang, others can't understand it, so you can't understand it either?"
Fang Huwei chuckled and said, "My grandson was bullying people outside, and I, as a grandfather, thought that since I had nothing to do anyway, I asked someone to push him out to cheer him up or something. You know, a cripple like me is usually useless, and I can only yell a few times."
The gentleman handed over the wine jug in his hand and said, "Why bother? Our Yanziwu is peaceful and everyone lives in peace and contentment, how wonderful is that? Do you have to get involved in those things? Everyone is willing to take shortcuts, but what if you accidentally step into a quagmire?"
"We want to live a peaceful life. But I don't like it when others always want to bully my grandson." Fang Huwei held the wine bottle from his master and drank greedily. He drank it in one breath and the bottle was empty. He poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, then reluctantly returned the wine bottle and said, "The children at home are strictly controlled. They can't even drink a glass of rice wine, let alone burn a knife-----"
The gentleman looked at Ye Daowen again and said, "What are you doing this for?"
"I'm just following the crowd." Ye Daowen said with a smile. "I saw that everyone was here, so I followed them to have a look. I didn't expect the master to specifically ask me to stay - is there any wine left? I want a sip too."
"Why don't you just say what you want to say to me? You still want to drink my old yellow wine?" The gentleman said unhappily. "Your Ye family is now the number one family in Yanziwu. Why are you making trouble too?"
The master asked seriously, and Ye Daowen could only answer seriously. Looking at the fire in front of him, he said, "It's not easy for Daoxian and Daoling to do things outside. Others have connections, and those who have ways find ways. The people who go out of Yanziwu are naturally different from others, and it's hard to get them together----"
Ye Daowen picked up a handful of firewood and threw it into the fire, saying, "I'm just adding some firewood to them. Let's see if the fire can burn more vigorously."
The gentleman narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that I am indeed old."
"It's not that the master is old, it's that they have grown up." Fang Huwei said with a smile. "When I received the call just now, I was also shocked. Don't be afraid of you laughing at me. I, a cripple, almost jumped out of my wheelchair. Later, the more I learned about the situation, the more I understood the tricks these guys had. Tell me, how dare they do such a thing? Back then, I, Fang Huwei, was fearless, but I didn't dare to do such a thing."
"Our generation is far inferior to them." Ye Daowen echoed. "We found the problem, but we didn't think about solving it. These guys are bold and daring. When Ye Fengsheng left today, I told him not to cause trouble. It seems that he didn't take my words to heart at all."
The gentleman waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Forget it. They took the trouble to set up the stage, and you followed behind with the gongs and drums, so I had to stand up and sing this song. It should be over over there, right? Go back and rest. I'm tired."
Seeing that the gentleman was tired, Fang Huwei said with a serious expression: "Sir, have a good rest. When my brat comes back, I will spank him hard."
"The boy in your family is smart, thoughtful, well-read, and has a wealth of knowledge. Why didn't I want to let him become a teacher in elementary school? It was because I was worried that he would lead my Yanziwu's good seedlings astray. Despite all my efforts to guard against him, he still led him astray." The teacher sighed.
Ye Daowen also looked respectful and said, "Take care of yourself, sir. We won't bother you any more."
Ye Daowen pushed Fang Huwei away.
Bai Xiu took a military coat and covered the gentleman with it, then added a few more firewood to the fire before quietly leaving.
The gentleman was drunk and fell asleep by the firelight.
It was white outside and the sky was full of wind and snow.
Bai Xiu looked towards the direction of Yanjing City and said with a smile: "It's really exciting."
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"What are you waiting for?" asked the general.
Jiangjun Ling was a conceited and smart man, who was good at observation and mental arithmetic. Although he hardly focused his attention on Fang Yan, he had seen clearly how many times Fang Yan had peeked at his watch since he joined the company.
Fang Yan cares a lot about time, and caring about time proves that he has expectations.
What are you expecting? And who are you expecting to come to your rescue
It must be said that this question from General Ling really put pressure on Fang Yan. He didn't have much contact with General Ling, and the few times they met were extremely unpleasant. At that time, everyone was trying to knock the opponent to the ground, so how could they have the energy to carefully observe and understand his personality and habits
After Fang Yan was intercepted by two groups of people when he got off the plane, he began to prepare for this gamble. This time, the Qin family helped him, but what about next time
The next time his family wants to take him away, who will be willing to come forward to help
Gambling is always about winning and losing. The decision of whether to win or lose is not in your hands, nor in the hands of the general order, but in Yanziwu and in the hands of that old man.
He couldn't answer the general's question because he didn't know the answer.
He placed a heavy bet and waited for the final result to be revealed.
Ding ding ding----
Because of the confrontation between Fang Yan and General Ling, the entire starry world became unusually quiet.
So, when the cell phone rings, everyone will find it abrupt and harsh.
Hearing the bell ringing from Jiangjun Ling's arms, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body finally relaxed a little.
General Ling took out his cell phone from his pocket, glanced at the caller ID, and his face immediately turned pale. After answering the call, he said, "Grandpa-----"
"Come back." An old man's hoarse voice came from the microphone. "You have already lost. Completely lost."
General Ling held the phone tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.
(Ps: Have a nice weekend, classmates! OVO) (To be continued)