Baihuajing Lane in Yanjing is a legendary alley. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the first year of Shunzhi, the ancestor of the Qing dynasty, Emperor Shunzhi, set Ding Yanjing, and it became the residence of the royal family. There are no less than ten princes surnamed Aixin Jueluo who live on this road, and there are countless princes in the Eight Banners.

From the opening of the Qing Dynasty by opium to the end of the last feudal dynasty in China in 1914, Baihuajing Lane suddenly declined. The spineless palaces are gone, but the mansions they built at great cost are left. Some of these mansions were renovated into tourist attractions, and some were distributed to people of merit.

At the very end of Qingyuan Road, there is a mansion that looks inconspicuous from the outside. The entrance looked like it hadn't been renovated in years, and the wood on it smelled of rotting. The vermilion plaque hanging in the main entrance, after the baptism of the years, has long been mottled into shape, lost the brightness of the past, only the two big characters of "Xiao Mansion" inscribed with two black pens on the top are still slightly majestic.

A pure land of birds and flowers, but unfortunately, people are beyond recognition.

Usually there are few people in this mansion, and the door of this mansion is always closed, so that people can't get a glimpse of what is going on inside. Today, in the middle of the day, a black military jeep drove straight to the door.

Getting out of the car was a heroic man, he had a pair of clear eyes, looking to the end, his outline was very deep, occasionally revealing a melancholy look, somewhat similar to the kind of "half bright and half sad" temperament, there is no doubt that the Xiao family's genes are too good.

The man was about to bang on the door when it creaked open. An old man in a robe smiled kindly at the man, and Weng moved his somewhat shriveled lips and said, "Young Master, you can be regarded as back." ”

"Thank you for opening the door for me, Uncle Shen." The man waved the driver away, grinned and greeted the old man who opened the door, and asked, "How is my dad?" ”

At the mention of this, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn, Shen Bo shook his head with a wry smile, closed the door tightly, and then walked in with the man side by side.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, a gray brick road in the middle points directly to the hall. The hall doors are four dark red doors, and the middle two doors are slightly open. The rhombic wooden windows in the side porch are open, clean and refreshing. In front of the porch, there are rattan chairs and rattan tables, three feet away from the rattan table, and the flowers and plants are thick. The originally deserted courtyard actually looks more vivid and simple against the backdrop of flowers and plants.

"Cheer up, Uncle Shen, I came back from the military region this time for my father's body, and by the way, I have good news to tell the old man." The man pinched his eyebrows as he walked, and his eyebrows stretched out, revealing a hint of good mood.

Uncle Shen was secretly surprised, the Bai family was about to suppress them, they had been extremely busy recently, but they didn't expect that this little young master seemed to be more calm than usual, calm and calm, not at all in the whirlpool of power, but showed some happy emotions.

Uncle Shen couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what are you doing here, can you tell the old slave?" ”

"Uncle Shen, don't take a bite of you, don't you see it since you were a child, if you call me that again, I estimate that I will have to lose my life for several years." The man finished correcting the language problem in Shen Bo's words, and then sold Guan Zi and said: "Wait until you meet my father, and you will know what is going on." ”

"Hehe, old people, it's not easy to change your words if you call it habit......" Shen Bo smiled indifferently, and walked in front with his back hand to lead the way.

Walking to the door of the study, Uncle Shen knocked on the thick wooden door twice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the rest of Old Man Xiao in the house, and whispered: "Master, the third young master, he is back." ”

"Oh, it's really grinding, my son still needs to be so troublesome to see Lao Tzu? Old man, hurry up and open the door, your son and I are back! Impatient with the red tape of the big family, the man slapped the closed wooden door with a clattering sound while tearing his throat open.

"Young master, this can't be helped!" Shen Bo was shocked, hurriedly grabbed the man, and said, "The master is already happy, if you shout so loudly, won't it make the master's spirit even worse?" ”

"Ahem...... As the voices of the two of them rose one after another, a violent coughing sound came from far and near in the deep room, and after a while, a voice full of breath sounded, "It's my little son who can't make a weapon is back?" Uncle Shen, come in together. ”

"Yes, sir!" Uncle Shen respected Old Man Xiao like a heavenly man, and when he heard this, he immediately straightened his slightly rickety back and made a beautiful military salute, and then entered with the man pushing the door.

The faint sandalwood fragrance is filled with it, and the hollow carved windows are filled with speckled sunlight, and the delicate carved decoration is very extraordinary.

On the sofa, an old man with white hair was sitting precariously. He had a towel on his stomach, his hands were placed on his lower abdomen in a regular manner, and his eyes were slightly open, so that he could see that his eyeballs were moving very regularly. Other than that, the whole body remains still.

The man threw himself into the chair opposite with a big grin, and performed the legendary "Yanjing Paralysis" in his true colors, and said with a smile: "Dad, I haven't been back for a long time, how are you doing?" ”

The majestic old man sat on his knees, as steady as Mount Tai, and slowly said: "When I live to my age, I don't have much time to think about, no matter how good or bad it is, it's not like that." Let's talk about you, why did you come back from the Liaoyang Military Region this time? In extraordinary times, you must always pay attention to your words and deeds, and never fall into the hands of others. ”

The man raised the corners of his eyes and smiled slightly: "Dad, I'm sorry for you, I'll handle it carefully." "This circle is muddy, everyone knows it, the rule of the game is that no matter how much you fight, you can't involve your private life, if someone oversteps the rules first, he didn't grow up a vegetarian.

"Well, that's good. Play a game of chess with me, I haven't seen you for a long time, and see what you kid has learned outside. The old man, who was close to his prime, was still majestic, and he was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice.

"It's rare that Dad is interested, so let's talk to each other for two games." The man put those troubles behind him for a while, and went to the inkstone to get the Go basket and chessboard.

In the meantime, Uncle Shen sent a set of tea sets, no more fancy, simple and simple. The old man's movements were very familiar, and he twisted slowly and poured three cups; The man picked up the teacup, leaned closer to his nose slightly, tasted it carefully, not in a hurry to enter his throat, and after a long time, he gave the old man a look: "Heizi first, Dad, I'm welcome." ”

"Smack!"

Chess and life complement each other, and it is easy to see what the person's character is from the style of playing chess. It is easy to play chess, it is difficult to choose, it is easy to play chess, it is difficult to win.

The old man held the white child in his hand, and the child fell very slowly, and he would think seriously for a while with every step. The chess path is in the middle of the rules, and the chess style is gentle and atmospheric.

But the man fell very quickly, almost the moment after the old man fell, without any stagnation, as if everything was under control. The chess path is tricky and weird, the layout is extremely wide, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

"The edge of the sword is sharpened, Xiao Rui, you have become more and more experienced outside." The old man held the white son and looked at the heroic man opposite him with his eyes.

The man's name is Xiao Rui, born in a prominent family, and has been in politics for generations. His father's name is Xiao Jingtian, who participated in the Vietnam War in his early years, was awarded the Medal of Valor, and was promoted to a high-ranking official in the Red Wall in peacetime, in charge of military affairs, and retired only a few years ago.

"The best defense is offense, relying on mercury-like offense, making the opponent powerless, making him unable to parry, is the best interpretation of defense!" Xiao Rui tugged at the corners of his mouth and said meaningfully.

"So, what about that?" Xiao Jingtian casually pressed down a white child, and a fixed pattern of three points and three was formed. This kind of method of breaking the gap is of great significance for taking the momentum.

"Add a few more enemies! Killing the Three Triangles is almost impossible, so what I'm going to do is force him to the other side where there's no room for development; If the momentum is not successful, then I must fight for the first move, so that even if I lose money in this corner, I can get it back somewhere else. Xiao Rui glanced at the chessboard and said in a deep voice.

"I taught you that life is like playing chess. The higher ones can see five, seven, or even a dozen moves, while the lower ones can only see two or three moves. The master takes the overall situation into account, seeks the general trend, does not focus on one son and one place, and aims to win the chess in the end; If you have a low hand, you will fight for every inch of land, and as a result, you will work hard and make mistakes repeatedly, and you will end in failure. You...... How far can these eyes see? Looking at Xiao Rui's calm figure, Xiao Jingtian coughed a few times, and after calming down his excitement, he suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Dad, the scene reflected in my eyes is not as good as the day when our Xiao family was in decline." Xiao Rui said firmly. He will bring honor to the family, and he will never be a dead man!

Xiao Jingtian looked at his son seriously, which was also the brainchild of his life, and stood stunned for a long time, and at the end, no matter how many words he spoke, he turned into a light sigh: "Alas......"

"Dad, don't you have faith in me?" Xiao Rui had a gloomy face and said word by word.

Xiao Jingtian didn't say anything, he scattered the sunspots on the chessboard, picked them up one by one and threw them into the board at random, and after a while, those sunspots were thrown everywhere.

In this process, Xiao Rui's eyes were also slowly changing with Xiao Jingtian's movements, from the confusion at the beginning to infinite solemnity.

The last sunspot fell into the plate, Xiao Rui's face suddenly changed drastically, and he sat back on the sofa for a long time. (To be continued.) )