The old man slept quite late last night, but he still got up early in the morning, ate breakfast after Tai Chi, and asked Zhou Weiyong to check his body as always. Zhou Weiyong didn't sleep well last night, with a pair of panda eyes, the old man rarely saw Dr. Zhou, who nagged him to go to bed early and get up early, so he smiled and asked, "Xiao Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Weiyong has been in Lao Wang's house for two years, and he has been in contact with the old man every day, and he has long been familiar with the old man. Zhou Weiyong didn't dare to tell the truth, yesterday he helped Li Yundao take care of his wounds, and Wang Xiaobei told him carefully, don't let the old man know about this, otherwise no one can afford to take the responsibility of hurting his body as soon as the old man gets angry.

The old man lived a long time, and he was the number one think tank military advisor of the Republic back then, how could he not see that Zhou Weiyong did not tell the truth, nor did he break it, but only chuckled: "You young man, you stared at my old man every day and didn't eat this or do that, and when it came to yourself, you forgot it all." ”

Zhou Weiyong smiled embarrassedly: "I'm a fan of the authorities." ”

The old man snorted lightly: "The authorities are fan, yes, the authorities are fan, you little ghosts, do you think I'm all old and confused? Last night you made such a big move outside, what were you doing? I can't be deaf?"

Zhou Weiyong was so frightened that he didn't dare to look up at the old man, so he had to laugh dryly: "No...... No, it's really nothing. ”

"Smack!" the old man slapped the table, "I'm not dead yet, you just hide everything from me, and you can't rebel?"

Outside, Uncle Hong heard the voice, hurriedly walked in, and saw that the old man's nose was not a nose and his face was not a face and he was stiff with Doctor Zhou, and said in his heart, what is the matter. "Chief, dissipate your anger, Xiao Zhou is a young man and is not sensible, don't worry about him generally. ”

"Hong Wen, let me ask you, did Xiaobei's rabbit cub get into trouble again last night?" the old man's voice was very majestic.

Uncle Hong, who has worked in Jingwei all his life, dared to lie to the old man, and hurriedly shook his head: "Chief, something really happened last night, but it wasn't Bei Shao who made trouble, this is the thing." Hong Wen told the old man about the attack halfway last night, and as soon as he heard that Li Yundao was injured, the old man couldn't sit still this time, and he had to take a look at whatever he said.

Hong Wen persuaded: "Chief, Yun Dao is resting at this moment, why don't you wait for him to wake up, and then you go?" Hong Wen glanced at Zhou Weiyong again.

Doctor Zhou immediately said, "Chief, his knife wound needs to be recuperated, and sleeping is the best way to recover." A young man like him will be able to recover in less than a month. ”

The old man kept a straight face and didn't speak, and only after a long time did he come to say: "All retreat, the child wakes up and tells me." ”

Just when Hong Wen was about to withdraw with Dr. Zhou, he heard the old man say: "Hong Wen, go and say hello, this matter must be strictly investigated, give them half a month, just say that I said it myself, I can't do it in half a month, don't blame my old man for turning his face and not recognizing people." Before I died, someone wanted to move our old Wang family, and you can also say hello to the second family Yanran when this matter is turned around, he, the deputy minister, didn't let him sit in the office every day and eat dry food. ”

Uncle Hong hurriedly responded, serving the old man for so many years, he knew that after the old man retired, he was generally unwilling to use his own signboard to interfere in outside affairs, and last night's incident obviously touched the old man's scales.

When Hong Wen and Dr. Zhou retreated, the more the old man thought about it in the room, the more he sulked, and he couldn't stay in the study, so he pushed open the door and walked to the east wing, lingering at the door for half an hour, and finally sighed, and turned to the lotus pond in the front yard, and was walking up to the nine-curved corridor of the lotus pond, when he saw Bai Xiaoxiong carefully walking with a doll by the pool. The doll was born with red lips and white teeth, watermelon head, wearing a Jingshan school uniform, and was looking at the carvings above the red lacquer pillars in the corridor by the lotus pond.

"Little bear baby!" the old man exhaled from afar.

Bai Xiaoxiong saw that it was the old man, and hurriedly took the doll to the lake courtyard at the corner of the eaves to greet the old man. I don't know if it's because of Wang Xiaobei's influence, Bai Xiaoxiong was stunned when he saw the old man, and he stood in front of the old man like Wang Xiaobei, and he didn't say a word.

"This doll is ......," but the old man spoke first.

"Hello grandpa!" the little doll spoke first.

"Hey!" the old man was not in a good mood just now, but when he was shouted by this doll, his mood suddenly relaxed a lot, "Little doll, where are you? Why did you come to my house?"

The little doll that looked like she was a little old looked up and smiled: "Grandpa, I am Brother Yun Dao's younger brother, he is a guest at your house, I see that he is here." ”

"Brother?" The old man was stunned: I didn't hear that Yao Wazi has another flesh and blood.

Bai Xiaoxiong hurriedly explained: "Chief, this is the little lama Shili adopted by Li Yundao's master. ”

The old man glared at him, so frightened that the white bear didn't dare to speak again.

When he turned to the little doll, the old man smiled kindly: "Little doll, let me ask you, what is your name, and who is in the family?"

The little doll said to the Buddha: "Old man, my name is Shili Gyatso, before the master took us to live in the temple on the mountain, there are master masters, Brother Gongjiao, Brother Huiyou, Brother Yundao, and Lao Mo. ”

Li Yundao's opportunities over the years The old man still sent someone to find out, but he had never heard of any "old man", so he said strangely: "Who is the old man?"

"The old man is an old donkey that the master used to ride all over the world, and now the master master is riding it again. ”

The old man of the Wang family nodded slightly: "It's it, it's still alive and well?"

The old man's question frightened the white bear on the side: The old chief knows a donkey?

Shidao thought for a while and said, "Lao Mo is alive and well, and the master said that it should be no problem to live for another few decades." ”

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said: "Hahaha, I can't imagine that after sixty years, the old fairy and the old donkey will live much more comfortably than me." "As long as anyone who is not stupid can hear it, the old man and the master seem to really know each other. The old man asked again, "Do you know how to play chess?"

Shidao lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before nodding vigorously.

The old man smiled: "Come, play a game of chess with the old man." ”

The stone table of the Huxin Pavilion is carved with a horizontal and vertical chessboard, and there are two hidden grids under the table, each containing a wooden box, and each box is black and white.

The little guy jumped directly on the stone bench opposite the old man, took out the wooden box and sat on the stone bench in a kneeling position, otherwise he would be too short to reach the stone table.

Before the old man could speak, he heard the little guy say seriously: "You play black chess, you make the first move." ”

The old man wanted to let the little guy fall first, but when he heard the little guy say something like it, he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, it's quite professional." ”

The old man fell, and the ten forces followed.

An old man and a young man plus a white bear who doesn't know anything about Go watch the game. Bai Xiaoxiong saw the old and young people falling quickly, the old man laughed for a while and frowned for a while, the little guy was very calm from childhood to end, and after a long time, he heard the old man laugh: "That's it, I couldn't get off your master back then, and now I can't even get off the apprentice." ”

The little lama looked up with a bitter face and said, "Playing chess is not taught by the master. ”

The old man was stunned: "There is another master?"

The little lama smiled and put out two rows of neat white teeth: "It's taught by Brother Yundao." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and smiled: "Okay, good, hahaha, he taught a good student, your current chess strength is better than the blue, right?"

The little lama smiled bitterly: "Brother Yun Dao said, I should be able to win two games and draw one in seven games after playing for another twenty years, and if I want to win Brother Yun Dao, it is estimated that I have to wait for him to have Alzheimer's." ”

The sunspot in the old man's hand fell directly. Only then did he react, but his interest was even higher: "Then who taught your Yun Dao brother's chess?"

The little lama tilted his head and thought about it before he said, "He read and pondered by himself." ”

This time, even the white bear was dumbfounded. Although the chess strength of the old man of the Wang family is not professional, he has also been praised by the domestic master Ping as "the ghost god of the falling son", I thought that the little guy won the old man because of the master of the party, but he didn't think that it was the guy who fought side by side with a golf club last night who had no teacher and trained this little guy with extraordinary chess skills. But he didn't know that on the snow-covered Kunlun Mountain all year round, in addition to reading and practicing calligraphy, Li Yundao's favorite entertainment and the only thing that can be called entertainment is playing music, he can sit on the edge of the cliff for four or five hours, just to understand the rotten Ke spectrum in that ancient book.

The old man seemed to be very close to this calm little guy, and chatted for a long time about their life in the mountains, and the old man also listened to it with relish. After a long time, the old man turned his head this time and glared at Bai Xiaoxiong, who had been standing aside and did not dare to interject: "You have to worry more about security." After speaking, he walked slowly to the inner courtyard with his hands behind his back and humming a little tune. But at that glance, he saw that Bai Xiaoxiong was shocked: did the old man know about last night?

The little lama pinched his fingers, then glanced at Bai Xiaoxiong who was staying at the stone table and asked, "Brother Little Bear, is Brother Yun Dao injured again?"

The white bear nodded subconsciously.

Shili Gyatso sighed compassionately: "How is this good? Killing people is really not good...... Alas......"

Listening to the little guy's old-fashioned tone, Bai Xiaoxiong looked at him seriously and said, "If you don't kill others, others will come to kill you, what should I do?"

Shili lowered his head in embarrassment, fiddled with the red scarf on his chest, and only raised his head after a while and said, "Master said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." ”

Bai Xiaoxiong smiled and nodded, took Shili's hand, and actually hummed a little song.

"Zilong is full of guts, and he picks up the heroes of the world. ”

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