Wen's ability to communicate with ghosts and gods is astonishing!
In ancient mythology, when a good article appears, a vision will come from the sky. The sky is filled with auspicious clouds, drums and harps are playing, fairies scatter flowers, saints appear, and the seventy-two holy works bow and worship -----
Military generals have murderous intentions, while literati have character.
When a scholar is not afraid of power and life and death, then he is invincible. Kill him and humiliate him, just to fulfill him and leave his name in history.
Sima Qian was like this, and Lu Huan can be like this too.
Fang Yan's eyes widened and his mind was deeply shocked.
His grandfather, a teacher who had rarely been friendly with others in his life, could be so aggressive and unyielding when facing a gangster like Du Qing. This was so surprising and surprising.
He held his head high and his eyes were firm and stubborn. The thin face is slightly raised, and the silver hair is windless and independent.
He was the shortest little old man in the audience, but at this moment, the aura he exuded enveloped the entire audience.
Respect heaven and earth. Respect morality. Fear the people.
What's there to fear from a mere gangster
Fang Yan felt like tears filled his eyes.
Men should be like this!
There was a burning sensation in his Dantian, as if someone was gently stirring it with a match. The 'Tai Chi Heart' that had been stagnant for a long time began to react. Is that solid shell finally going to melt
There were countless thoughts flickering in his mind. He tried hard to pursue it, but could not get any results. Like earthworms loosening the soil, like seeds trying to break through the membrane above the head - just a little bit closer. As long as you exert a little more force, you can break out of the ground.
What's missing
What exactly is missing
Seeing Lu Fan's aggressive look, Du Qing was extremely angry.
How many years? No one dared to shout in front of him.
Of course, there was once a guy who didn't know the heights of the world. Later, on his way back, he collided with a large truck full of sand and gravel. He died on the spot, and the driver of the large truck abandoned the vehicle and fled - how could there be so many coincidences in this world
Some coincidences are God's will, and some coincidences are man's will.
Just as Lu Bu said, he has a huge wealth, many younger brothers, friends with powerful people, and he has entered the upper class society as a young man - as long as he says a word, or even just a hint in his eyes, countless people are willing to act for him Benben wiped out the old and the young from this world.
Yes, his younger brothers were impatient too.
The people who can stand in this office at this time are all the brothers who followed him to conquer the world. When these arrogant and fierce bandits heard Lu Fan's words, their eyes turned red and they clenched their fists. Du Qing also heard the strong breathing sound of the bull, which was a sign before he was about to take action.
"Step back." Du Qing said. Before a tragedy is about to break out.
"Brother----" Man Niu shouted in a rough voice.
"Back off." Du Qing waved his hand and said with a smile.
When Man Niu saw Du Qing's smiling face, he immediately lost his temper and turned around to leave dejectedly.
If you are not afraid of Du Qing shouting, you are afraid of Du Qing laughing. This is a saying that the brothers always talk about.
If Du Qing yells at the people around him, it proves that you are still his brother. If he smiles at you, it's best not to make him angry at this time.
If the bull goes away, others will follow.
Soon, all the men in black were gone.
"Mr. Lu, why is this necessary?" Du Qing looked at Lu Huan and said with a smile. "Although I, Du Qing, come from a grassroots background and now I am full of the smell of copper, I have still admired Mr. Lu's name for a long time. Huacheng used to be a city with weak education, but Mr. Lu turned it around with his own efforts. Launch a fundraiser , run the school extensively. Do everything personally and invite talents. The most admirable thing is that Lu Laojiu makes the school principal. This is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. No matter how bad-minded I, Du Qing, am, no matter how bad my character is, , we can’t hurt such a kind-hearted old man who is devoted to the public. Right?”
From Du Qing's words, we can know that he does have some understanding of Lu Fan.
Moreover, he knew very well that he really couldn't do anything to Lu Bu.
This little old man is a weirdo in the educational circles of Huacheng. He has no power or position, but in many cases, his words are more useful than the mayor or governor.
He said that he was a penniless scholar, but Du Qing could not confirm this.
However, he said that he had thousands of students, which was his most proud asset, and Du Qing knew this well.
More than thousands
He served as principal of nine secondary schools, stepping down as soon as a more suitable candidate was found. When he resigned as principal for the ninth time, even the central government was alarmed. When successive national presidents and prime ministers visited Huacheng, they would ask by name to meet this famous 'nerd' in China.
The principal of nine schools, how many students does he have
How many of these people hold senior city or county officials or even important positions in ministries and commissions? The official surnamed Zhang, who regarded him as his teacher and father, is now the top leader of a municipality, and his rise to the center of national power is just around the corner.
No matter how famous and popular Du Qing is, would he dare to touch such an old gentleman
Thinking of this, Du Qing secretly slandered Mr. Jiang, one of the Four Beauties of the Flower City, known as the 'Bamboo in the River'. Didn't you say that the person you want to engage is an ordinary middle school teacher? Even Mr. Lu has come forward, is this still an ordinary middle school teacher
What a fool!
Du Qing surrendered, and what he said hit Lu Fan's weak point, and the old man's face looked better now.
He looked at Du Qing sternly and said: "I am not here to rely on my old age, but to seek justice for my grandson. I just want to know when, where and why did my grandson offend Mr. Du, causing you to take such revenge? Murder? But nodding your head and ruining someone’s reputation is absolutely unforgivable.”
"A misunderstanding." Du Qing said with a smile. "This is a misunderstanding. Mr. Lu, you also know that my current energy is mainly focused on the Qingyun Group, and those fighting and killing matters have long passed. However, after all, after walking through the Jianghu, Jianghu brothers We’d better give Du a thin noodle—I’ll ask someone to ask?”
"Ask." Lu Huan said.
Du Qing knew that he had to give an explanation to his grandson.
He turned on the intercom on his wrist and said, "Secretary Li, ask Sirius to come over and see me. Also, bring someone in to make a pot of good tea."
"Yes." Li Ya's sweet voice came from the microphone.
"Mr. Lu, and this little brother Fang Yan - come, wait a moment, they will be brought here soon. Let's drink tea and chat. The biggest regret in my life, Du Qing, is studying. There are very few people, so I respect cultural people very much.”
For Du Qing's words, Lu Huan and Fang Yan couldn't help but give him face.
Du Qing pressed the button on his watch, and the silver-white walls automatically shrank to both sides, and a gate appeared on the edge of the golf course. Inside the gate was an antique room with coffee tables, tables, and chairs.
According to Fang Yan's understanding, these coffee tables, tables and chairs are all made of precious materials such as red sandalwood or Hainan rosewood, and some of them are inherited from dynasties that have lasted hundreds and thousands of years. They are just the decorative layout of this small tea room. It probably costs hundreds of millions of dollars.
Lu Fan was very interested in these exquisitely carved wooden furniture. He admired them carefully and said: "It is rare to see large pieces of furniture made of red sandalwood nowadays, and it is even rarer to see such exquisite workmanship. Du Sir, you must keep it well, it is a national treasure."
"Mr. Lu taught me that Du Qing must obey orders." Du Qing smiled gently and agreed.
While the three of them were talking, the door to the office opened.
Secretary Li Ya came in with two cheongsam girls, one holding a teapot and the other carrying boiling water, and walked towards the tea room.
The cheongsam girls had obviously been trained in tea ceremony. They immediately got busy on the coffee table after they came in. Washing tea, cleaning cups, and brewing tea are done skillfully and gracefully. Just smelling the aroma of tea and watching the tea art performance is a beautiful enjoyment.
Li Ya stood respectfully on the side, looking at Fang Yan who was sitting with Lu Bu from time to time.
After the tea was brewed, the cheongsam girl used tea tweezers to distribute the teacups to everyone.
Du Qing made a gesture of invitation and said, "Mr. Lu, please."
Lu Huan picked up the tea cup and smelled it, then praised: "Good tea."
Du Qing became interested and said, "Mr. Lu, may I ask where you are?"
Lu glanced at Fang Yan beside him and said, "My grandson is very naughty, let's listen to what he has to say."
Du Qing smiled and said, "Then please give me a review, little brother Fang Yan?"
Hearing Du Qing asking Fang Yan to taste tea, Li Ya and the two cheongsam girls immediately looked at Fang Yan's face.
Fang Yan smelled the aroma and looked at its color, took another small sip and held it in his mouth to savor it. He swallowed until his throat was sweet and then said: "I won't comment on the tea for now, let's talk about the water first. There is no smell of bleaching powder. It's not tap water. There are no artificially added industrial raw materials, and it's not mineral water. It's clear and sweet, and it comes from nature. I think this water must come from springs in famous mountains and rivers or places with beautiful scenery - the most brilliant thing is that it's not I know how this water is transported. It is not moldy or unpleasant, and it still maintains a clear and fresh taste. It is as if it has just been fished out of the spring."
Du Qing praised it and said with a smile: "This water is from Huju Mountain. My people found a spring there. The water is sweet and suitable for making tea. Use wooden barrels to hold the water. Leave the barrels uncovered and use fresh water. Tea leaves are covered on it to cover the dust. Then it is transported from the waterway by wooden boats. The wooden boats are manually rowed, so the water will not be filled with any smell of engine oil. Brother Fang, the master, is absolutely right."
After a pause, he said again: "Mr. Fang, would you like to comment on this tea again?"
"There's nothing good about tea----" Fang Yan said calmly. "Tea is not worthy of this water. This must not be Mr. Du's treasured tea, right?"
Du Qing was stunned for a moment, laughed, turned to Li Ya and said, "Serve tea, serve good tea."