Early the next morning.

When the sun shines down, the snow gradually melts a lot.

In a villa with winding paths in the Xiangshan residential villa area, the old man who was baptized by Song Che's braggadocio last night was sitting in the courtyard, guarding a small stove to cook fragrant tea.

Obviously, the people standing around on duty were all frozen with red necks, but the old man was still calm, not afraid of the biting cold wind, and showed a thoughtful expression.

And he made tea in a peculiar way, scooping a pile of snow from a large porcelain pot from time to time and throwing it into the teapot that was grilling on the stove.

He was thinking while making tea, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand and said, "Quickly get me pen, ink and paper." ”

Soon a follower presented pen, ink and paper.

The old man began to write vigorous and powerful words on it, and eventually ...... Only three words were written: Xiangshan Snow!

After that, he paused for a moment to think about it, and finally sighed and put the pen aside.

Seeing this scene, the people around seemed to be surprised.

"After all, I was a little bit out of inspiration...... Obviously, I had a flash of inspiration just now, and I thought I could come up with the next paragraph. The old man said excitedly.

One of the attendants said humbly: "Chief, if you take a sip of morning tea first, you may have thoughts after drinking." ”

"It's useless, I've been drinking like this for a few winters, and I haven't seen Wen Si squeeze out a drop of water." The old man smacked his lips.

Suddenly, he remembered the key words of Song Che's braggadocio last night: keep the inner softness of the body!

He felt that the inspiration that stimulated his thoughts should come from this period of chicken soup for the soul!

"By the way, did you find out the identity of that little guy last night?" The old man asked casually.

"Found it, it's all here."

The attendant was very clever and agile, and held a printed document in front of the old man.

"Huh? Internet celebrity expert Song Che ...... Hey, it's pretty famous, I seem to have some impressions. When the old man saw Song Dasheng's shocking encyclopedia deeds, his eyes lit up, and he sighed: "I have heard people mention before that there is a little doctor on the side of the Dongjiang River, who is born with the same stone as Sun Monkey, and his ability is extremely high, and he has turned the world upside down everywhere, not only in China, but also in the world, which can be called a domestic 007." ”

"He had the opportunity to enter the Central Health Commission and become the youngest academician of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences, but during the critical period of promotion, he gave a doctor a head and beat up the family of a patient who injured the doctor, and broke several bones of the person, because of this incident was blasted out of Yanjing." The attendant pointed out the most crucial information.

As a result, the old man was even more interested: "Wouldn't that be another drama with Sun Monkey to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace and be suppressed?" Interesting! ”

"As for the purpose of his trip to Beijing, I am still investigating, and I only confirm that he lives in Geng Weihua's villa...... is the son-in-law of Zhao Jialiang in Macao and Hong Kong. The attendant added.

"Do you need to be reminded of this?" The old man rolled his eyes and scolded: "Geng Weihua, this bastard, I remember where he rolled, he was the most thorny one in the team I led back then!" As a result, this bastard really didn't disappoint me, after the return of Macao and Hong Kong, he was assigned to guard the town, but he actually hooked up with a rich daughter, and as soon as he was discharged from the army, he went to eat soft rice in the door, which simply lost the face of our troops! ”

"Labor and management are very merciful if they don't treat him, this bastard actually salivates and sticks it up to beg me for forgiveness, and he doesn't hesitate to find a relationship to buy a house here and wants to be a neighbor with me, after I knocked a few sticks last time, he slipped back to Macao and Hong Kong and didn't dare to come back! Dare to appear in front of labor and management again, labor and management will learn from that Song Dasheng, and he will not break his soft bones! ”

The attendant was embarrassed when he heard it.

Geng Weihua can be said to be a negative example that Fu Lao often talks about.

What a heroic soldier brother back then, after arriving in Macao and Hong Kong, he was quickly corrupted by capitalism and degenerated into a pot-bellied wealthy soft rice king!

Moreover, this soft rice king also left a textbook-level defense: I joined the Zhao family to marry Zhao Huishan, the purpose of which was to sacrifice myself to rebel against these capitalists!

What a generous and righteous statement!

At that moment, the attendant's cell phone rang.

He looked at the call, picked it up and listened to a few words, and then reported to Fu Lao: "Chief, the bastard is here, and the door says that Geng Weihua just came in, do you want to find him?" ”

Fu Lao, who had just threatened to break Geng Weihua's soft bones, thought about it, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I suddenly have some inspiration again." ”

Hearing this, the attendant hurriedly picked up the ink pen and handed it to Fu Lao's hand.

Although he was calm in his heart, he didn't think that Fu Lao Neng's thoughts were like a spring.

Not only him, but in this residential area at the foot of Xiangshan, many people know a legend that has been passed down for a long time.

Fu Lao's idol is the great man who founded the country, his favorite poem is [Qinyuan Spring Snow], and the most magnificent dream is to emulate the great man to write a "Xiangshan Snow".

As a result, after a few years of being a title party, Fu Lao still couldn't write half of the poems comparable to [Qinyuan Spring Snow].

He always said he lacked some inspiration.

And today, Fu Lao seemed to have found a lost inspiration, and muttered strange words in his mouth: "Soft inside, smooth qi and blood...... Inherently soft ......"

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Geng Weihua was like an underground party quietly entering the village, trembling into the residential area.

As soon as he entered the villa door, he came to life, and happily followed Song Che and the others: "Brothers, I've kept you waiting, I'm Hu Hansan!" ”

In this regard, Zhu Xie, who was in charge of opening the door, said curiously: "Mr. Geng, I just looked at the access control system, and I saw you looking around, nervous, are you hiding from anyone?" ”

"Where? How can it be? Geng Weihua said sternly: "I, Geng Weihua, have always stood up to the sky and the earth, except for my wife, other people are afraid of a ball!" ”

Everyone silently watched Geng Weihua's overreaction.

Geng Weihua probably had a weak heart, or aroused the fear of being dominated by a certain bigwig, and prevaricated in a low voice: "After all, our mission this operation is important and must be kept strictly secret, and my identity is relatively special, of course, I must try to be low-key and cautious." ”

After speaking, Geng Weihua probably didn't want everyone to notice the embarrassing horse's feet, so he turned his mouth and said: "By the way, you should have done another divination when you came over last night, what was the result?" Has the tomb of the Emperor been discovered? What kind of famous mountains and rivers are hidden? ”

Facing Geng Weihua's soul three questions, Song Che coughed dryly and said, "Old Geng, don't be so excited, sit down and have a cup of tea, and we'll talk slowly." ”

"Of course I'm excited." Geng Weihua vaguely returned to the heroic demeanor of the year, and said in a loud voice: "You don't know, although I have a good life in Macao and Hong Kong, it does make my body and mind too comfortable. ”

Apparently, Geng Weihua also admitted that he had been corrupted by the sugar-coated shells of capitalism.

Leaving Macao and Hong Kong, leaving Zhao Huishan's love, Geng Weihua followed the wild horse that had escaped the reins, and wanted to run wild on the snowfield, ready to usher in a spiritual redemption (self-release).

But in this cold winter, Song Che ruthlessly poured a basin of cold water that penetrated his heart: "Old Geng, what I want to say is that we probably don't have to go to the wild to risk robbing tombs, you just need to bring enough money and take us to Panjiayuan." ”

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