Chapter 1071: The so-called art of conspiracy
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The next morning, Wen Wenya was woken up by Zhou Tianyu's phone call, in which Zhou Tianyu kept shouting, asking her to pay attention to the news about yesterday's fire in the Weibo circle.
Wen Wenya rubbed her swelling brain helplessly, she was tossed by nightmares for half a night last night, and she was woken up early this morning, even if she was a good-tempered person, she couldn't help but be irritable and depressed.
She forcibly endured the green tendons jumping on her forehead, turned on her mobile phone, and boarded Weibo.
There has been no fire in the capital for many years, so yesterday's fire has aroused great concern in various circles in the society, the fire started at 7:50, lasted an hour, and was not extinguished until about 9 o'clock, because the firefighters responded quickly, and the rescue and fire fighting were quite powerful, up to now, there were no deaths, but more than 20 people were injured to varying degrees, and are currently being treated in the hospital, overall, this situation is quite good.
The relevant departments have been investigating and collecting evidence at the scene since last night, checking the staff in the building, investigating the cause of the fire, and the preliminary investigation results have also come out, the fire is not man-made.
And this fire, which came violently, did not cause much consequence, which is also quite gratifying.
Suddenly, a retweeted Weibo jumped into view.
Wen Wenya subconsciously clicked on the Weibo content, and the title of Weibo was: "The mysterious gecko male god appeared at the fire scene!!! ”
The following is accompanied by a video, in the video, Si Yiyan's bamboo-green figure, thin and powerful, vigorous and full of explosive power to climb upstairs, and then with a fearless posture into the raging tongue, just forty seconds of video, but it has aroused the crazy pursuit of Weibo users, although the front of Si Yiyan was not photographed, but his graceful posture, ice and snow posture, but attracted everyone's attention.
Wen Wenya was stunned for a moment.
Only then did she know that Si Yiyan actually risked such a risk to save her, and she was indescribably moved and annoyed in her heart, and at the same time, she couldn't help but rejoice that she knew Si Yiyan's old illness, inhaling smoke was equivalent to finding death by herself, but fortunately he was okay and the old illness did not recur.
Wen Wenya kept this video in her mobile phone, and she couldn't tell the sour taste in her heart.
After simply taking care of himself, he came to the living room with warmth and elegance.
Grandpa sat on the chess seat and fiddled with the chessboard, and the golden sunlight of the outer sun, through the shade of the trees outside the window, shone mottled into the room, shining on the grandfather's body, and even more like the pine and cypress of the grandfather's rocky shore.
Wen Wenya smiled and sat over: "Grandpa, what's the point of playing chess alone, why don't I accompany you to play!" ”
Grandpa always played chess with his left hand and his right hand, splitting his thinking into two halves and opposing each other, such a skill, even Si Yiyan couldn't be conceited.
Recently, her chess skills have improved a lot, and she shouldn't lose miserably in front of her grandfather like before.
Old Man Mo glanced at her lightly and said, "What happened to yesterday's fire?" ”
This morning, not long after he got up, Lao Du called him and mentioned to him the fire in the club last night, and also mentioned that Xinya was in danger to save Du Ruo, and he was full of gratitude to Xinya.
Only then did he know that Xin Ya was also implicated in the fire in the capital last night, and he was startled at the time, but fortunately, Mother He said that when Xin Ya came back last night, she was still fine, and she didn't get hurt anywhere, and there was nothing unusual, otherwise where could he sit here so calmly.
Wen Wenya hurriedly said: "I originally asked Zhou Tianyu to play in the club last night, but there was a fire, but fortunately, it was just a false alarm, and nothing happened, which worried your grandfather, so I didn't tell you." ”
When she came back yesterday, her grandfather had already rested, and she didn't want to disturb his rest because of this little thing.
Seeing that there was no post-fire haze on her face, Old Man Mo couldn't help but relax: "It's okay." ”
Faint words, with rejoicing.
Wen Ya said coquettishly: "Don't look at yesterday's fire, it looks dangerous, but it's not too dangerous." ”
Later, she deliberately pretended to be powerless in the future, and she didn't do it for Ruoruo, Ruoruo was too simple, she hoped that Ruoruo would always maintain a pure and kind character, but she didn't want her to be blindly a virgin, she wanted her to know how to make trade-offs and understand reality.
Of course, she won't tell anyone what she thinks.
Old Man Mo looked at his granddaughter opposite, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly: "Xinya, you are so lucky, I really don't know what to say." ”
In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three years since she arrived at the Wen family, and in the past three years, her experience has been not bumpy, and even he can't help but sigh, this child is really ill-fated.
Wen Wenya smiled and said, "I think I'm very lucky!" ”
It is her real luck to have a chance to do it all over again in life, and it is her luck to be able to change the trajectory of her fate in the previous life.
Old Man Mo looked at his bright eyes, a serious look, and couldn't help but be pleased: "Xinya, can you not be shaken by the difficulties and dangers in life, but maintain a pure and positive attitude, I underestimate you too much, from tomorrow, I will teach you the art of scheming." ”
In the end, it is his granddaughter, he is afraid that there are more scruples, and the requirements are more stringent, and he must be the art of power and conspiracy, although it is a small way, but it is a power technique, and he thought that the art of power and conspiracy is the art of the emperor, and benevolence is to stabilize the country, and evil will shake the country, subvert the dynasty, and cause chaos in the world.
However, if you think about it carefully, Xinya is determined and has always adhered to her heart, and he is still alive, and he can also guide her, in case she has taken the wrong path, and no matter how much she is not interested, there is Si Jiu, although Si Jiu is not a benevolent person, but he is extremely principled, although he plays with power and manipulates people's hearts, but he never oversteps.
Wen Wenya's eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Really? Grandfather! ”
Before, my grandfather asked her to polish her mind, but I didn't expect that within a few days, she decided to teach her the art of scheming.
Old Man Mo nodded and said, "Naturally, it's true, when did Grandpa lie to you." ”
Wen Wenya ran to her grandfather's side, took her grandfather's arm, and kissed her grandfather's face: "Thank you, grandpa." ”
Since her grandfather said that he wanted to teach her the art of conspiracy, she has been reading books on this subject, and she has been able to memorize Zhang Juzheng's "Book of Stratagem", but these things are too obscure, and she has not been able to get started.
Old Man Mo said lightly: "Ugly words ahead, about the art of power and conspiracy, I will not teach you as hard as Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, what I say, how much you can understand, how much you can master, it depends on your understanding." ”
Wen Wenya nodded and said, "Grandpa, I know." ”