The gentleman sighed softly and said, "Bai Xiu just took the wrong path. Otherwise, he can be called a young hero. Among the younger generation, there are not many who can compete with him----"
Fang Yan glanced at the gentleman and said, "I hope you don't mind what I said. Of course, even if you do mind, I still have to say it - although you always praise Bai Xiu very much and say how great he is, I still defeated him. Does this count as a counterattack by a small figure?"
"What kind of nobody are you? You were born in the Fang family of Tai Chi. Your grandfather was a worshiper of the Red Wall, your father was a famous painter, your mother was born in a family of scholars, and your grandfather was the 'Prime Minister of the Academic World' personally conferred by the Prime Minister. Most importantly, the only Heavenly Dao master Mo Qingdi who has appeared in Yanziwu in a hundred years is also from your Fang family. You have already realized the heart of Tai Chi at a young age. If such a birth background is still considered a nobody, how do you let those ordinary people who have made their own fortunes with their own hands or even never make a name for themselves live?"
"Hearing what you said, sir, I wonder if I am also a second-generation martial artist? A second-generation martial artist?"
"It is because you are too outstanding that you have provoked an opponent like General Ling. Otherwise, how could things have developed to this point?"
"Being too good is also a sin." Fang Yan shook his head helplessly. "Whether it's Bai Xiu or Jiang Junling, they all attracted enemies because I was too good - but can I be blamed for this? They are just too petty. Ye Wenrou is also very good, she always beats me up, but have I ever been jealous of her? I still like her very much, and I am even willing to marry her."
The gentleman smiled bitterly and said, "You are a grown man, but you are quite jealous----"
"I'm not jealous." Fang Yan said. "How could I be jealous of Bai Xiu? I just strongly condemn some of his actions----"
"If you are good enough, the worst that can happen is that you will be killed by someone better than you. However, if you are not good enough, you will be drowned by thousands of ordinary people like you - no one can see your face, no one is willing to listen to you, no one cares whether you are happy or sad, you seem to be walking in a lively crowd, but in fact you are the only one to keep you company. Which one do you choose?"
"I don't want to be killed by outstanding people, and I don't want to be lost in the crowd. I hope that when I walk among the crowd, I can become the focus of everyone. I hope that every time I say something, countless people will listen carefully. When I laugh, others will laugh too. When I cry, others will cry with me." Fang Yan looked at the gentleman seriously and said, "I hope to be able to live and live an outstanding life."
"When wild geese fly over people's heads, they know to scream at the top of their lungs to let people know they have been here." The gentleman nodded in praise and said, "We have finally come to this world, so how can we not leave something behind? What kind of people are the big winners in life? Heroes who fought bloody battles, pillars of state governance, and great poets who have left their names in history. For thousands of years, their names have shone brightly in the long river of history and have been remembered and sung by countless people. They are the big winners in life. Some people can manage for a lifetime, while others manage for generations. Fang Yan, I hope you can be that kind of person. I also know that you have the ability to be that kind of person."
Fang Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "So, what should I do?"
"Come with me to meet someone else."
"Who are you meeting?" Fang Yan asked.
"A very important person," said the gentleman.
"More important than Jiang Xifu and the chief?" Fang Yan was shocked.
"It is a hundred times more important than General Xifu and the Chief." The gentleman said with great certainty.
"------" Fang Yan was so shocked that he was speechless.
The master asked Fang Yan if he had time today, and Fang Yan said yes. So the master took Fang Yan to Yanjing to meet the old man of the Jiang family, Jiang Xifu, and the old leader behind the red walls.
These two old men are both influential figures in China. One can shake up the economy of a country with a stomp of his foot, and the other can mobilize millions of lions with just one word. Especially the latter, he has a pivotal position in the world's power map.
However, the gentleman said that he would take Fang Yan to meet someone who was a hundred times more important than them - what kind of person was that
Fang Yan's face flushed and his body trembled slightly.
He knew that the master had a very deep network of contacts, but he didn't expect that he would be able to follow behind him and see all the heroes of Yanjing------
After exiting the red wall, crossing the moat, and passing through the Xuanwu Gate, the gentleman turned right at Chang'an Avenue and entered the Hui Muslim Old Alley. After passing more than a dozen shops, he stopped in front of a small noodle shop.
Fang Yan looked up and asked, "Is this the place?"
"It's here." The gentleman nodded. In order to prove that he had not deceived Fang Yan, he actually reached out and pushed the door open and walked in.
Fang Yan looked up at the name of the noodle shop again: A Bowl of Mixed Noodles, then hesitantly pushed the door and walked in.
The gentleman had already found a seat and sat down. He called out, "Two bowls of mixed noodles."
Fang Yan sat opposite the gentleman and said, "Sir, where is the big shot you mentioned?"
"Right here," said the gentleman.
Fang Yan looked around the simple facilities of the noodle shop and said, "Why is such a big shot here?"
"The noodle chef at this noodle shop is a big shot."
"Is he a hidden master?" Fang Yan asked with eyes wide open and full of anticipation.
"The mixed noodles he made are especially delicious," said the gentleman.
"-------" Fang Yan wanted to jump up and curse. You old guys, your humor is not humorous at all. I hate listening to your jokes the most.
"Who could be more important than the noodle chef who can fill our stomachs and keep us from starving to death?" The gentleman took in Fang Yan's disappointed expression and said with a smile. "This noodle restaurant is the most authentic noodle restaurant in Yanjing. I have to eat here every time I come to Yanjing - I could eat three bowls at a time at the beginning, then I could only eat two bowls, and now I can only eat one bowl."
"---------" Fang Yan didn't want to pay attention to him. No matter how delicious the mixed noodles are, isn't it just a bowl of mixed noodles? This old man is really something. If you want to eat something delicious, you can just tell me directly. I will lead the way and I will treat you. Is it necessary to be so mysterious
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Fang Yan is in a very bad mood now.
"You're here." A crisp Beijing dialect voice sounded beside my ear.
Fang Yan looked up and saw a girl in a white dress walking towards them. The girl was young and green, with long, smooth hair draped over her shoulders and a small floral apron tied around her neck, looking fresh and refined.
The girl walked up to Fang Yan and the gentleman, smiled at Fang Yan, looked at the gentleman and said, "Grandpa Long, do you want two bowls of mixed noodles?"
"Xiaobai, didn't you go to school today?"
"Grandpa Long, today is Sunday and I don't have to go to school. Have you forgotten?" The girl seemed very familiar with the gentleman and answered with a smile.
"Oh." The gentleman nodded and said with a smile: "So it's Sunday. You are so confused-----"
"Grandpa Long, you are confused about small things, but smart about big things." The girl winked at Fang Yan and said jokingly. "No one is smarter than you."
"You little brat, you only know how to flatter grandpa." The gentleman said with a smile. "But this time grandpa has no gift for you------"
"Hmph------" The girl wrinkled her nose slightly and said very dissatisfiedly: "I knew you didn't bring me a gift. You stingy guy, drink cold water-------"
"Haha, I don't want to drink cold water. I'm here to eat noodles with soy sauce." The gentleman smiled happily, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out. It can be seen that he likes this little girl very much.
The gentleman pointed at Fang Yan who was sitting opposite him and said, "His name is Fang Yan."
The little girl glanced at Fang Yan and said, "Brother Fang Yan, don't be with this stingy old man. If you learn his stingy habits, no girl will like you in the future------"
Fang Yan nodded, looking worried, and said, "I will separate from him after eating this bowl of noodles."
The little girl giggled and said, "Yes, separate from him immediately after finishing your bowl. You can't stay with him for too long."
"You two are on good terms." The gentleman said with a smile.
"Of course." The girl raised her beautiful and flawless face and said, "Brother Fang Yan is young and handsome, and he is not a stingy person------"
"How do you know he's not stingy?" The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "I didn't see you give her any gifts, so why is this girl always saying nice things to you?"
Fang Yan also looked back at the gentleman and said, "Didn't my aunt say that I'm young and handsome? This is a world that values appearance. Sir, don't push yourself too hard."
"Since Miss Xiaobai speaks so highly of you, you should give her a small gift." The gentleman looked into Fang Yan's eyes and said.
"Sir, do you think it is necessary?" Fang Yan looked at the gentleman and asked.
The gentleman nodded seriously and said firmly, "It is necessary."
Fang Yan thought for a moment, took out a small heart-shaped stone from his pocket, and said, "I found this by accident while walking by the river------"
The girl took the stone and said happily: "Oh, it's the same one as Li Chen------"
"---------" (To be continued)