That night on the quiet riverside, Zhao Jiadi and Shang Weiwei were like long-lost friends, chatting a lot, more than five years, Zhao Jiadi heard Shang Weiwei's laughter for the first time, and Shang Weiwei also began to realize that her childhood friend around her was already a man who needed to shave from time to time, she said that Zhao Jiadi must have a girlfriend, Zhao Jiadi asked if you have a boyfriend, Shang Weiwei smiled and said Don't worry, don't fall in love before graduating from college, Zhao Jiadi joked that you better hurry up and find one, it's okay to pretend, Save the precious green chūn that delays a large number of suitors. Shang Weiwei muttered, don't fall in love in a daze, it doesn't make sense at all.

Zhao Jiadi stopped at the end of the point, and he didn't dare to make jokes on a larger scale, in my impression, Shang Weiwei has never been a generous girl, and when she was a child, she could fight a cold war with him for a few weeks for a little thing, such as Zhao Jiadi pulled her little hand, or teased her skirt or something, and the oolong incident of climbing the wall to see the red apricot didn't involve a cold war that lasted for nearly six years. When Shang Weiwei went home, she didn't want Zhao Jiadi to send it, Zhao Jiadi didn't insist on it needlessly, returned to the house alone, saw that Zhang Xuchu's room was still lit, walked in, this baby was previewing the new semester course with the lamp on, and she didn't slack off for a day in Hangzhou, and she also took the time to study the "New Handbook of Commonly Used Chinese Medicine" thoroughly, and now she began to gnaw on the "Guide Basics", which is a good seedling of diligence, Zhao Jiadi pulled a chair and sat down, and asked if there was anything I didn't understand. Xiao Babai grinned and said Uncle, if you don't understand, I'll try to figure it out myself. Zhao Jiadi touched this little head, and said that it is a good habit to drill the horns moderately, but don't push yourself too much, it is easy to walk into another misunderstanding, which is not good. Zhang Xu Chu seems to understand whether he understands or not, and remembers it in his heart. Zhao Jiadi said Go to bed early, and take you to visit your uncle's master tomorrow, who is the person you are most afraid of.

In Haining Town, on the edge of Beidaihe District, the market in the early morning is noisy, the traffic is full of the smell of the stock market, the vendors and shops are doing early business, mostly some soy milk buns and fritters, a slightly hunchbacked middle-aged man walks to a familiar stall, plainly dressed, his face is pale, and his fingers are slender but yellow. He bought two vegetarian buns and a fresh soy milk, just handed over the money, the proprietress took the time to be busy with another business, so busy that she forgot to take care of the middle-aged man, the man waited quietly, the proprietress finally turned around and saw the regular customer, completely left behind what he had paid, hurriedly said two yuan three, the man smiled, took out another five yuan from his pocket, handed it to the proprietress, the proprietress found him two yuan and seven cents, and continued to be busy.

The man carried breakfast, slowly walked back to a nearby old community, he lived on the first floor, six or seven pots of flowers and plants were placed in the sunny corridor, the house is a one-bedroom, a living room and a bathroom pattern, less than 40 square meters, in this small place where the house price is not forced to be a prostitute, the price is not expensive, there is no decoration in the room, no bookcase, no sofa, no TV, no refrigerator air conditioning, in addition to the most basic dining table and chairs, there is only one piece of furniture that is not quite like the traditional coffee table, it should be an imitation of the "Qianlong Gong" red sandalwood cloud bat pattern, as the saying goes, ten sandalwood and nine emptiness, According to common sense, this is no different from the average middle and low wage earner men have no reason to have a few cases with a craft value that even exceeds the red sandalwood material itself, and a yellow sè chess pier is placed on several cases, not a piece of wood, a left and a right two boxes of chess jars, not high-end, but the chess boxes are some years, rubbed a little bright, the man is eating a tofu radish shredded bun, while reading a copy of "The Abnormal Death of Chinese Literati", the illustrated supplemental version, perhaps because of myopia, the slightly hunchbacked man is more and more bent over.

The doorbell rang, the man got up and opened the door, saw the young man and the child beside him, and smiled softly: "Jiadi, why did you think of coming to me?" ”

The people who came to visit were Zhao Jiadi and Zhang Xuchu, Xiao Babai's eyes widened, as if he wanted to know why this uncle in front of him who was not tall or scary could make Brother Shang Que scared to death. Zhao Jiadi, who was carrying a pot of tea, scratched his head and said respectfully: "I've brought you tea." ”

The man took the tea and said, "Well, come in." ”

Zhao Jiadi was respectful and sat upright. The man glanced at Zhang Xu Chu and asked, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

Little Eight Hundred shook his head honestly. The emaciated man handed the untouched buns and cup-shaped soy milk to Zhang Xu Chu, and said with a gentle smile: "Take it, breakfast is very important, no matter how busy you are, you can't be sloppy." ”

Xiao Babai shook his head and said, "I'll go out and eat with Uncle Baliang later." ”

The man was stunned, smiled slightly, and didn't say much, just looked at Zhao Jiadi, who was like a great enemy, and asked, "I heard that you stopped taking classes for a year, do you want to make up for it now?" ”

Zhao Jiadi nodded and said, "It's all made up." ”

The man stopped talking, slowly solved the rest of the breakfast, read two pages of "The Unnatural Death of Chinese Literati" by the way, cleaned up, and asked Zhang Xuchu, "Can you play Go?" ”

Xiao Babai was shy but not afraid to say: "I learned a little from my uncle during the summer vacation." ”

When the man speaks, he likes to stare into people's eyes and never squint, but his gaze is not too invasive, probably out of his usual etiquette, he looks at the little baby, "Okay, don't you mind accompanying me for the next game, right?" ”

Xiao Babai turned his head and asked Uncle Baliang with his eyes, and Zhao Jiadi nodded.

After playing, the man didn't speak, but when he played chess, his waist was particularly straight, and after playing, he didn't comment on anything, just quietly put the chess pieces back into the chess box, Zhao Jiadi knew it was time to leave, and got up.

The man didn't keep it, but said lightly: "For you, Hangzhou is a good place, but further south, it's not easy to say." ”

Zhao Jiadi led the ignorant Zhang Xuchu out of the house, keeping this sentence in mind, and his heart was already turbulent.

Further south.

Guangdong. Li Zhijin, who has a mysterious identity, is a private placement hosted by a man.

After Zhao Jiadi was shocked, he was relieved.

Back then, this taciturn but not deliberately grim-faced man said to a man who was still Zhao Xin: Go to the Northeast and stay up for five years to lead the dragon into Hebei.

Five years later, a king of Zhao Yan was born in the northeast.

After becoming famous, Zhao Taizu sent a painting with only four words: the countryman is unparalleled.

"Uncle Baliang, this uncle is not terrible at all." Out of the community, when Zhang Xuchu and Zhao Jia had breakfast for the first time, they were unscrupulous.

"Hehe, when I was about your age, I didn't think he was terrible. Don't dare now. Zhao Jiadi said with emotion. During that time, he had to stay up in that room for more than ten hours a day, during which he smashed the thin man's flower pot, fell over the chess pier, jumped and scolded with red eyes, and ran secretly. The rest of the time, he was smiling, staring at Xiao Baliang's eyes very patiently and quietly, never saying a lot of obscure truths, what he said back then was something that Zhao Jiadi could understand at that time, at that time, Zhao Jiadi only cared about resentment, and couldn't figure out a lot of importance, and now he has experienced some things, looking back, it is not simply fear, or pure respect, but awe. In Zhao Jiadi's cognition, the only one who can slightly beat Emperor Yang Qing in his heart is this master who still doesn't know his name and family background.

"Then why is Brother Shangque so afraid?" Zhang Xuchu asked curiously. In his opinion, except for Uncle Baliang, Shang Que is already a top and powerful person.

"That's a bit more complicated." Zhao Jiadi swallowed the bun and said vaguely: "In the past, the sparrow's grandfather spent a lifetime of hard work to write a historical research anthology called "Hook Shen", which was passed on to the generation of the sparrow's father, and he was still writing, a fire, almost burned clean, your Uncle Shang's hair was gray overnight at that time, and he almost committed suicide, it is said that he was stopped by Zhao Sanjin, but the effect was not great, Zhao Sanjin invited my master to go out of the mountain and talked with Uncle Shang for a day, and then he regained his strength and continued to grit his teeth and continue to write "Hook Shen", Your Uncle Shang is like someone in a martial arts novel who has been enlightened by a master outside the world, and many places have suddenly opened, and the hurdle that could not be overcome in the first place has been stepped over, and it is estimated that the little sparrow has fallen into the psychological shadow at that time. ”

"This uncle is so powerful." Zhang Xu Chu opened his mouth wide.

"A lot of people, just looking at it, can't tell if it's powerful or not. It's not enough to listen to his words, you have to watch his deeds, and then think about his heart, here, it's all university questions, your uncle is learning this now. Zhao Jiadi touched the child's head.

Whether Xiao Babai understands it or not, he thinks that Uncle Baliang makes sense.

Zhao Jiadi suddenly laughed: "In my memory, the master was angry once, I was caught by Zhao Sanjin after I escaped, and I deliberately snored every day when I went to sleep, and tossed for a week." He really had no choice, and that winter vacation, he reduced the playing time from twelve hours to ten hours. ”

Xiao Babai smiled and said, "Uncle Baliang is so smart. ”

Zhao Jiadi, who was amused, said with a smile: "He said the same thing, but he added a small word before he was smart." ”