Chapter 608: Old General Fang!

Sha Mingde's transfer from Chujiang Province was too unexpected.

Chen Jing can imagine how shocked Chujiang's political arena will be after this news is released.

It is no exaggeration to say that Sha Mingde is a secretary who has made great contributions to Chujiang, and Chujiang is currently in an upward momentum.

In addition, the central government sometimes emphasizes this point when adjusting the senior officials of various provinces, and it is precisely because of these considerations that many people never thought that the central government would adjust Sha Mingde's work.

As soon as Sha Mingde leaves, there will be great changes in the political landscape of Chujiang immediately, which is an undoubted thing.

The team built by Sha Mingde in Chujiang is likely to be greatly weakened because of Sha Mingde's departure.

Judging from Sha Mingde's new place, Northern Jiangsu Province is located in East China, which has developed very quickly and well, and is a well-known and wealthy place in the country, which is not the same as that of Chujiang.

From the perspective of Shamingde's personal development, maybe he will be able to display his talent more when he goes to northern Jiangsu.

Chen Jing was thinking about these messy things in his mind, and the car had already entered the Bayi Villa.

In winter, the Bayi villa is exceptionally quiet, on both sides of the wide main road, the tall pine and cypress are dark green, and the dark color is heavy, so that there is a sense of solemnity here unconsciously. At certain distances on both sides of the road, there are soldiers wearing military coats and standing upright, they are heroic and majestic.

The car stopped in front of a small red building, and Chen Jing's follower Fang Wanqi got out of the car, and he tried his best to calm himself down and calm his heart.

Fang Wanqi seemed to feel the abnormality of Chen Jing's expression, she thought that Chen Jing was nervous, so she held Chen Jing's arm with her hand, put her mouth next to Chen Jing's ear, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, relax." Relax, it's a mess old man, what's there to be afraid of? ”

The small red courtyard door opened, and Li Yanqing led the two into the courtyard.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, it is hot.

Chen Jing found out. The whole yard is covered with a greenhouse, a yard is a variety of flowers and plants bonsai, the first step into the yard, not like the middle of winter, but like spring.

There is a Taishi chair in the courtyard, the chair is very exquisite, very simple and yellow. It should be made of rosewood.

There was a thick cushion on the Taishi chair, and an old man with an ordinary face sat on the chair, holding a pitch-black cane in one hand, pointing at the flowers and plants in the yard.

"Grandpa!"

Fang Wanqi broke away from Chen Jing's control like a child, and rushed towards the old man quickly, she stepped on small broken steps, and her movements were unusually brisk.

The old man seemed to be a little panicked, and he was stunned for a long time before he reacted. At this time, Fang Wanqi had already run to his side, holding his right arm with both hands.

"Grandpa~"

Fang Wanqi shouted again, and the old man nodded. said: "I'm almost thirty years old, and I'm still so reckless, what are you doing when you come in, it scares me!" ”

The old man spoke clearly, with a slight local accent, and when he heard it, he had the accent of the northwest area.

Chen Jing finally walked in front of the old man, and looked at this old man up close, as Fang Wanqi said, he was a bad old man.

Without the bearing of those old generals on TV, the old man wore an ordinary melon skin hat. He should not be tall, and his hands holding the cane trembled terribly, and those hands were all wrinkled, and they were already old.

The only thing that caught the eye was his eyes.

The old man's eyes are not sharp, but when he looks at them, he gives people a sense of unfathomable profundity. Through those eyes, it seemed as if there was never an end in sight.

"Hello grandpa!" Chen Jing stepped forward and bowed slightly to the old man, his etiquette was the etiquette of Chu Jiang's juniors to his elders.

The old man's eyes roamed over Chen Jing's face, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he pointed at the chair that the guards had just moved over with his crutches, and said, "Sit, sit!" It's like a Northwest man, quite tall! ”

Chen Jing thanked him and sat on the chair, while Fang Wanqi put the chair against Fang Lao's chair, holding one of the old general's left hands with one hand.

"Your name is ......," the old man turned his ear to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing hurriedly said: "My surname is Chen, a single name is a Beijing character, Erdong Chen, the Beijing ...... of the capital"

The old man nodded, smiled, and said, "These two words are very simple and easy to write!" He paused and said: "You are more like a northwester than me, I picked feet when I was young, and I was a porter at the age of eleven, I was pressed too much, I couldn't grow up, when we were fighting in the past, some people called me 'Fang Shorty'." ”

"Grandpa!" Fang Wanqi shook the old man's arm, pouted a little unhappy, and said, "Who said you were short?" You're not too short......"

The old man smiled, pointed at Fang Wanqi and said, "This kid still refuses to admit the facts, short is short, that's not a shameful thing, why don't you admit it?" ”

Fang Wanqi and Old General Fang spoke, and Chen Jing's heart also calmed down.

The communication with the old man was very smooth, Chen Jing did not feel any pressure, it was really like walking in the park, meeting the old man by chance, and then sitting down and chatting together.

"I heard that you read a lot and are very good at writing articles?" The old man suddenly asked Chen Jing again.

Chen Jing said modestly: "Grandpa, I don't usually have much time to study, and I'm busy with work. The matter of writing articles is also because of the needs of work, and I usually have less time to spare, and I don't study much about this! ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "I know some things about you, and I have heard from others." Intellectuals are literate, and I am quite envious of them, because I myself am not very literate. ”

He paused, raised the cane in his hand and said, "You have read a lot of books, I will test you a little, what kind of pattern do you tell me about this small building?" ”

Chen Jing stood on the spot, not knowing what to say.

The layout of the small building?

Chen Jing came in all the way from the outside just now, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the environment here, so he felt that the small building was red, which was a little different from the surrounding buildings, as for the pattern or something, how did he know?

He paused and replied truthfully: "Grandpa, I just came in a hurry, and I didn't have time to pay attention to the surrounding environment, and I really couldn't think of what the pattern was for a while!" ”

The old man smiled, raised his cane, and said, "Look at it now!" You should take a walk and take a look at ......"

Chen Jing stood up from the chair, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his back.

He didn't expect that in this place, the old man would suddenly give himself such an exam question, he would be for a while, where could he think of it?

He stood up, looked left and right, and suddenly looked up at the position of the roof of the small building, and saw that this building was an old-fashioned beam, and at the end of the beam, there were patterns carved in fine carving, as if there were auspicious clouds and bats.

Chen Jing frowned, and suddenly thought of the meaning of "bat" symbolizing "blessing", since this is an old house, will it involve some traditional Chinese things? For example, Feng Shui?

Thinking of feng shui, Chen Jing was startled, he turned his head to look at the old man, who was talking to Fang Wanqi, and one eye seemed to be looking at Chen Jing's side.

Chen Jing reads a lot of books, and he has read some books on feng shui, but this kind of book often involves the five elements of yin and yang, the heavenly and terrestrial branches, and the gossip calculation.

He took a deep breath and slowly meditated, carefully observing the structural layout and orientation of the house.

After a long time, his heart suddenly moved, and he said, "There is!" ”

When the old man and Fang Wanqi heard his words, they both shut down, and the old man said with interest: "Oh? So tell me about it? ”

Chen Jing pondered for a moment and said, "This small building sits in the south and faces north, judging from the feng shui of the eight houses, this belongs to the typical east four houses. Grandpa, you are a young person, the fate of the hexagram is the earthquake, the earthquake is the east, you are also the fate of the four trigrams of the east, and this house is in line, and the residence is auspicious.

But the only problem is that the gate of this house is too far to the west, and the Qian's position is chong, the Qian's is gold, and the gold is chong, according to the principle of the five elements, fire overcomes gold, and the house is painted red and purple is fire, so ......"

Halfway through Chen Jing's words, Fang Wanqi covered her stomach and laughed, pointed at Chen Jing and said, "Chen Jing, don't say it, my stomach can't stand it!" Where do you say you are talking about this? How did you get involved with all this I Ching gossip?

Let me tell you, this house turned red because during the Cultural Revolution, my grandfather was criticized, and he made people red in anger. Didn't they all say red at the time? Grandpa lives in a red house, and those Red Guards don't dare to harass and arrest people, why did you get any gold, and the fire went? ”

Chen Jing was stunned, his face turned red, and he said to the old man: "Grandpa, it's me talking nonsense, and I've also read too many messy books......

The old man had a smile on his face, and he didn't mean to blame Chen Jing, he pointed to his seat and said, "Sit, sit!" It's better to read well, it's better to be able to read books in an eclectic way, but I'm afraid of reading dead books and becoming a nerd......"

He gently stroked the armrest of the chair, and suddenly pointed to a bonsai on the flower platform, and said, "This is what you sent?" ”

Chen Jing looked at the pot, it was not his own pot, but when he looked at the orchid, it was a kind of Jianlan unique to Chujiang Province, which should be regarded as "sclerophyll", which belonged to an extremely rare variety, that is, the pot he gave to Fang Lujian, and then divided it.

He nodded and said, "Yes, do you like this basin?" ”

The old man smiled and nodded, "Not bad, not bad!" This basin is very valuable. ”

He changed the conversation and said to the other party: "Qiqi only knows one of the many problems, but I don't know the second, I painted the house red back then, it was indeed to protect myself. However, the person who asked me to paint red at that time was a folk artist who knew feng shui.

Few people know about this matter, and no one in my family knows about it, but I didn't expect you to talk about this, which is really unexpected. ”

He paused, changed his words, sighed, and said: "This is the good of reading more, I often tell them, let them take time to read more, even if few people can listen to it......" (To be continued) rq