After dinner, Yang Wenbin was going to take He Xuewen to visit Mr. Yun's house, but Old Man Yang stopped them, he went to the study to handwrite a letter to Yang Wenbin, and said:

"This old Yuntou has a very strange personality, I'm afraid I don't even want to see people in the past few years, you just visit so rashly I'm afraid you won't see him in person, I have a few friends with this old guy, you take my handwritten book, if Luo Datou doesn't let you in, then take out this handwritten book, I think Lao Yuntou will give me a few thin noodles."

"Dad, when did your old man have a relationship with Mr. Yun? Haven't heard of you? Yang Wenbin asked in surprise.

Old Man Yang smiled slyly, "How did I teach you brothers since I was a child, you have to leave three points in life and work, and maintain a little sense of mystery, otherwise how can you mix up?" Hmph, I didn't learn the essence of Lao Tzu at all. ”

Yang Wenbin smiled helplessly, the old man is really secretive, if he hadn't brought Xuewen today, he would probably not know that his old man still has a friendship with that eccentric Mr. Yun for the rest of his life!

"Let's go quickly, if it's too late, I'm afraid that Lao Yuntou will be even more reluctant to see guests." Old Man Yang urged them to leave quickly.

Mr. Yun's house is quite far away from the Yang family's military compound, about 20 minutes by car, is an old courtyard, Yang Wenbin introduced that this courtyard was once a prince's house, and it was bought by Mr. Yun several times.

"Then this house must be very big, how can you say that it is also the prince's mansion!"

"That is, although it can't be compared with the more than 90 acres of land in Prince Gong's Mansion, there are more than 20 acres."

He Xuewen listened to it. is even more curious about this mysterious Mr. Yun, who can keep such a big house in such a turbulent era, it can be seen that this Mr. Yun is not a simple person, thinking of this, He Xuewen is more confident in defeating Liu Jinyi.

Yang Wenbin parked the car, came to the vermilion gate, knocked on the door, the crisp sound of the door knocker was particularly harsh in the silent night, and after a while, a hoarse voice came from inside.

"Who?"

"Uncle Luo. I am Yang Haoyuan's youngest son, Yang Wenbin. If you came to visit Mr. Yun, please let Uncle Luo inform me about it. Yang Wenbin said respectfully.

"The gentleman has already slept, and there is no guest, so go back." The hoarse voice refused without even thinking about it.

Yang Wenbin didn't expect it to be so difficult to see Mr. Yun. He gritted his teeth. He took out his father's handwritten book from his bosom. Again:

"Uncle Luo, please inform me again, I have a copy of my father's handwritten book here. I came to Mr. Yun this time to bring an excellent body-tonic medicinal wine, which will definitely be of great benefit to Mr. Yun's body. ”

"Squeak", the door opened, and a head poked out, looking about forty or fifty years old, fat head and big ears, full of red light, which was extremely inconsistent with his hoarse voice, this person must be the guard Luo Datou next to Mr. Yun mentioned by Old Man Yang before.

This Luo Datou is also a legend, it is said that he was once born as a water bandit, killed people without blinking, and even ate human flesh, but after being ambushed by Mr. Yun, he has been staying by Mr. Yun's side, protecting Mr. Yun's safety and loyalty.

Luo Datou took the handwritten letter, glanced at Yang Wenbin a few times, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Yang Haoyuan's youngest son to be so old, you wait a while, I'll inform Mr. and see if he wants to see you." ”

"I'm tired of Uncle Luo, please take this medicinal wine to my husband to taste, my father thought it was very good after drinking it, so he asked me to send it over."

He Xuewen hurriedly handed the wine jar in his hand to Luo Datou, Luo Datou glanced at He Xuewen a few times, hooked the corners of his mouth, and didn't say anything, then walked in with the wine jar, and closed the door by the way.

"I didn't expect it to be so difficult to see Mr. Yun, but fortunately, my father wrote a handwritten letter, otherwise we wouldn't even be able to open the door."

Yang Wenbin was a little embarrassed, because he had boasted about Haikou in front of his friends before, if it weren't for his father's handwriting, today's face would be really embarrassing.

"It's naturally good to have Uncle Yang's handwriting, if we don't have it, we won't be able to get in, it's just that it takes a little more time, the Yang family is not an unknown person in Beijing."

Yang Wenbin felt a little more comfortable after listening to He Xuewen's words, thinking about it, their Yang family is also a family with a head and a face in Beijing, Mr. Yun should not be so faceless, at most he will come a few more times.

"Sir, do you want to let them in?" Luo Datou respectfully asked a man sitting on a stone bench in the garden.

"Let them come in, Yang Haoyuan rarely pleads with me, just give him some face, and besides, the wine is really good to drink, we can't take other people's things for nothing." Mr. Yun's voice is very good, like flowing water from a clear spring.

Luo Datou answered, and went out to bring Yang Wenbin and He Xuewen over, Yang Wenbin was also the first time to see Mr. Yun, thinking of the famous name of this Mr. Yun that he had heard before, he seemed a little restrained.

He Xuewen is okay, probably because those who don't know are not afraid, and he is just as casual as a regular guest.

As soon as the two sat down, a woman came over with two cups of tea, thinking that this woman should be Luo Datou's wife, Mr. Yun has never been married in his life, and his diet and daily life are taken care of by Luo Datou and his wife.

"Mr. Yun, I'm really sorry to disturb your rest." Yang Wenbin took the tea and said a few polite words.

Mr. Yun and Mr. Yang are about the same age, but they look quite young, in their fifties, with a handsome face, but with a heroic spirit between their eyebrows, I think this Mr. Yun must have been a beautiful man when he was young.

"I'm a few years younger than your father, just call me Uncle Yun, the wine you brought is good, thank you."

Yang Wenbin was a little flattered, he didn't expect this Shenlong to be so approachable, he replied with a smile: "Uncle Yun, since you asked me to call you uncle, then I should be a nephew to honor you with some good wine." ”

Mr. Yun smiled, and then said, "This is your friend He Xiaoyou, right?" I didn't expect He Xiaoyou to have a good skill in brewing wine at a young age, which is really rare! ”

He Xuewen didn't expect Mr. Yun to turn the topic to himself so quickly, and hurriedly replied: "Where, Mr. Yun, you have won the award, this is just a family history, and it is not worthy of your praise Mr. Yun." ”

"He Xiaoyou is too modest." Mr. Yun didn't seem to care at all about the family origin in He Xuewen's mouth, and instead talked to them.

After discussing a few words about the weather, flowers, food and even snacks in Beijing, Mr. Yun picked up the teacup and made a tea gesture, and Yang Wenbin and He Xuewen hurriedly got up to say goodbye.

"Big head, send two children for me."

Adjutant Luo sent the two out of the courtyard and came to the gate, Yang Wenbin and He Xuewen were a little depressed, they didn't expect Mr. Yun to say anything about wine all night, was he unwilling to help? (To be continued.) )