The gentleman sighed softly and said: "Bai Xiu just took the wrong path. Otherwise, he can be called a young hero. There are not many people in the younger generation who can compete with him----"
Fang Yan glanced at his husband and said, "I hope you don't mind what I say. Of course, even if you mind, I will still say it--although you usually always praise Bai Xiu very highly and say how good he is." How powerful, but he was still killed by me. Is this a counterattack by a small person?"
"What kind of little person are you? You are from the Fang Tai Chi family. Your grandfather is a red wall priest. Your father is a celebrity in the painting world. Your mother comes from a scholarly family. Your grandfather is the 'Prime Minister of Academics' who was personally named by the Prime Minister. Most importantly, Yan Zi Mo Qingdi, the only Heavenly Dao master who has emerged in a hundred years, also comes from your Fang family. He has already understood the heart of Tai Chi at a young age ----- If he is still a small person with such a birth background, you can let those thousands of people How can ordinary people live their lives by relying on their own hands to make a fortune from nothing or even never being able to stand out in their lifetime?”
"Listening to what my husband said, it turns out that I am also a second generation? A second generation martial artist?"
"It's because you are too good that the opponents you provoke are people like General Ling. Otherwise, how could things have developed to this point?"
"Being too good is also a kind of original sin." Fang Yan shook his head helplessly. "Whether it's Bai Xiu or General Ling, they all attracted enemies because I was too good - but can you blame me? It's just that they are too petty. Ye Wenwen is also very good, and I am always beaten by her. My face was bruised and bruised, but have I ever been jealous of her? I still like her very much and am even willing to marry her as my wife."
The husband smiled helplessly and said: "You are a big man, but you are quite jealous----"
"This is not jealousy." 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 thing you can do is to be killed by someone better than you. But if you are not good enough, you will be swamped by thousands of ordinary people like you - ----No one can see your appearance, no one is willing to listen to what you say, no one cares whether you are happy or sad, you look like you are walking among the lively crowd, but in fact you are the only one by yourself. People keep company. Which one do you choose?"
"I don't want to be killed by outstanding people, and I don't want to be ignored by everyone. I hope that when I walk in the crowd, I can become the focus of everyone. I hope that every word I say, countless people listen carefully. I If you laugh, others will laugh too. If I cry, others will cry too." Fang Yan looked at his husband seriously and said, "I hope to live a good life."
"When the wild geese fly over people's heads, they also know how to scream at the top of their lungs to let people know that they have come." The gentleman nodded in praise and said, "We finally came to this world, so what?" Can you not leave anything behind? Who is the big winner in life? Heroes who fought bloody battles, pillars of governance and stability, and poets who left their names in history. For thousands of years, their names have been in the long river of history. Shining brightly and being commemorated 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 become that person. I also know that you have the ability. Be that person."
Fang Yan was silent for a moment and said, "So, what should I do?"
"Follow me to meet someone else."
"Who are you meeting?" Fang Yan asked.
"A very important person," said Mr.
"Is it more important than the general and the chief?" Fang Yan was shocked.
"It's a hundred times more important than General Xifu and the chief." Mr. said with great certainty.
"------" Fang Yan was shocked and speechless.
The husband asked Fang Yan if he had time today, and Fang Yan said yes. So the husband took Fang Yan to Yanjing to meet the old man of the general family, Jiang Xifu, and the old leader within the red wall.
These two old men are both influential figures in China. One can stir up a country's economy with a stamp of his feet, and the other can mobilize millions of lions with a word. Especially the one at the back has a pivotal position in the power map of the entire world.
However, the husband said that he was going to take Fang Yan to meet a person who was a hundred times more important than them - what kind of person was he
Fang Yan's face was flushed and his body was trembling slightly.
He knew that his husband had very deep connections, but he didn't expect that he could follow him and see all the heroes of Yanjing------
After leaving the Red Wall, crossing the moat, and passing through the Xuanwu Gate, we turned right on Chang'an Street and entered the Hui Alley. After walking through more than a dozen shops, our husband stopped in front of a small noodle shop.
Fang Yan looked up and asked, "Is this right here?"
"That's it." 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 Sauce Noodles, then hesitantly opened the door and walked in.
The husband had already found a seat to sit down and shouted: "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 at the simple facilities of this noodle shop and said, "Why is the big shot here?"
"The pastry chef of this noodle shop is a big shot."
"Is he a hidden master?" Fang Yan asked with wide eyes and expectant look on his face.
“The mixed noodles he makes are particularly delicious,” said the gentleman.
"------" Fang Yan wanted to jump and curse. You old guys, your humor is anything but humorous. I don't like hearing your jokes.
"Who else can be more important than the miscellaneous noodle master who can fill our stomachs and prevent us from starving to death?" The gentleman said with a smile while seeing Fang Yan's disappointed expression in his eyes. "This Zajiang Noodles is the most authentic Zajiang Noodles in Yanjing. Every time I come to Yanjing, I have to come here to eat there. At the beginning, I could eat three bowls at a time, but later I could only eat two bowls. Now I can only eat one bowl.”
"---------" Fang Yan didn't want to talk to him. No matter how delicious the mixed noodles are, isn’t it just a bowl of mixed noodles? This old man is serious. If you want to eat something good, you can tell me directly. I lead the way and I treat guests. Is there any need 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 clear voice sounded in my ears.
Fang Yan looked up and saw a girl in a white dress walking towards them. The girl's young, smooth long hair is spread around her shoulders, and she wears a floral apron around her neck, making her look fresh and refined.
The girl walked up to Fang Yan and Mr. Fang Yan, smiled at Fang Yan, looked at the husband and said, "Grandpa Long, do you want two bowls of mixed noodles?"
"Xiao Bai, didn't you go to school today?"
"Grandpa Long, today is Sunday, I don't have to go to school. Have you forgotten?" The girl looked very familiar with her husband and replied with a smile.
"Oh." The husband nodded and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Sunday. You are so confused -----"
"Grandpa Long, you are confused about small things, but smart about big things." The girl blinked at Fang Yan and said jokingly. "No one is as smart as you."
"You little devil, you know how to flatter grandpa." The gentleman said with a smile. "However, grandpa doesn't have a gift for you this time------"
"Huh------" the girl wrinkled her nose slightly and said very dissatisfied: "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 mixed noodles." The gentleman smiled happily, and the wrinkles on his face relaxed a lot. It was obvious that he liked this little girl very much.
The gentleman pointed to Fang Yan sitting opposite 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 ways, no girl will like you in the future -"
Fang Yan nodded, with a worried look on his face, and said, "I will separate from him after eating this bowl of noodles."
The little girl giggled and said, "Yes, separate from him as soon as you finish the bowl. You can't stay with him for too long."
"You two are quite speculative." 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 stingy------"
"How do you know he's not stingy?" The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "I haven't seen you give her any gifts. Why does this girl always say nice things to you?"
Fang Yan also looked back at his husband and said, "Didn't my aunt say that I am young and handsome? This is a world where faces are judged. Sir, please don't force yourself too much."
"Since Miss Xiaobai speaks for you like this, just 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 him and asked.
The husband nodded seriously and said in a firm voice: "It is very necessary."
Fang Yan thought for a while, took out a small heart-shaped stone from his pocket, and said, "I found this accidentally while walking by the river ------"
The girl took the small stone and said happily: "Yeah, it's the same style as Li Chen------"
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