The style of the Jiang family is also the same as the outside.

The simple and bright blue bricks and tiles, the lines are hard and sharp, and what stands out is the temperament of a "house can be lived".

Everyone walked to a courtyard and sat down, and the Jiang family's subordinates helped pour tea.

Jiang Yuhu looked at Baiyunbian, "When you arrive in Zhongjing City, is your brain better?" ”

Bai Yunbian ignored him directly, and muttered quietly with his lips.

Jiang Yuhu turned his head to look at Xia Jingyun, "Is he reciting some mantras?" ”

Xia Jingyun listened to it, and vaguely heard a few [must first suffer his mind. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he changed the subject, "Before I waited, I really didn't expect that there would be so many visitors in the bamboo forest. ”

Jiang Yuhu shook his head, "It's just more during the New Year's Festival and grandpa's birthday, and there are no people on weekdays." ”

Su Yuanshang smiled: "For people who have a little bit of a name in Zhongjing City, if they don't come to the bamboo forest all year round, it's still a little disrespectful. ”

Jiang Yuhu was not modest, "You guys are lucky, you are actually on the line, if you are not on the line, you will have to run empty, or buy the number from Yazi at a high price." ”

Xia Jingyun was a little puzzled and said, "Why didn't the general stop it?" ”

"Why did my son stop it?"

Jiang Yuhu said lightly: "There is no absolute fairness in this world. Wouldn't it be more reasonable to take out 50 license plates a day, take out 10 license plates, and leave a slot, and buy a convenience for those who have the ability to burn more money in a panic, or who are willing to spend a high price in a hurry? ”

He smiled, "I asked the housekeeper to tell those people that half of the money earned would be kept for myself, and the other half would be donated to the Salesian Bureau in the city." The best of both worlds, how good is it to settle the bill? ”

Xia Jingyun:.

"Ahem, General, I just bought a number to come in."

Jiang Yuhu looked at him, "I just told you not to stay with the waste for a long time, you see that you yourself are about to become a waste." ”

Bai Yunbian slapped the table, "The surname is Jiang!" ”

Jiang Yuhu turned his head with a slight smile and turned his head coldly, and the momentum of Baiyunbian was immediately discharged, "Have you ever seen you leap over the dragon gate?" ”

Xia Jingyun and Su Yuanshang lowered their heads and smiled, and Jiang Yuhu gave him a blank look.

Everyone sat down for a while, Jiang Yuhu asked the other two to drink tea for a while, and called Xia Jingyun out alone, "Let's go, follow me to a place." ”

Xia Jingyun followed honestly.

"Don't you ask where to go?"

"I believe that the general will not harm me."

Jiang Yuhu bowed slightly, "Go see my grandfather." ”

Xia Jingyun paused, with a sincere surprise on his face, "Is this appropriate?" ”

"What's out of place." Jiang Yuhu waved his hand nonchalantly, "To outsiders, he is an unattainable military god, but to me, he is my close grandfather." He hasn't seen any good juniors in some years, you are not a waste, you can meet. ”

Xia Jingyun hurriedly thanked him and followed Jiang Yuhu forward.

Walking on the road, Jiang Yuhu still looked cold, but he seemed to have wanted to speak for a while.

Xia Jingyun thought for a while, blessed his soul, and said: "General, there is a reluctant request below, I don't know if it is appropriate?" ”

"Say."

"The younger generation has always admired the demeanor of the military god, and once saw a long and short sentence in an ancient book, which is quite good, and I want to give it to the old military god to show the heart of the fist, I don't know if it is appropriate?"

Jiang Yuhu coughed dryly, "It's hard for you to have a heart, I think, grandpa shouldn't mind." ”

After speaking, he walked very satisfied, and led Xia Jingyun to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Walking in the dense bamboo forest, Xia Jingyun only felt a little damp and cold, and was secretly thinking about how this kind of place was suitable for the elderly to care for the elderly, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

I saw a bluestone platform appear behind the bamboo forest, and on the platform, the houses are like houses.

The bamboo forest is like open wings on both sides, and the sunlight shines from the front without hindrance, facing forward in winter and backward in summer, both warm in winter and cool in summer.

When Xia Jingyun saw the old military god in the largest courtyard in the middle, he had a momentary surprise.

In front of him was just an ordinary old man, with white hair, a wrinkled face, cloudy eyes, sitting in a wheelchair, with a thin blanket on his knees, revealing a burst of weakness.

What's more, the once burly and upright body has also shrunk a little under the pain of battlefield battles and the helplessness of old age, and he looks like an ordinary old man, no one would have thought that this is a generation of military gods who once single-handedly silenced the world's heroes.

The desolation of a kind of heroic twilight instantly hit Xia Jingyun's heart, he choked up a little, and saluted respectfully, "Junior Xia Jingyun of Surabaya Prefecture, the word Gaoyang, meet the Lord of the Military God!" May the god of the army be in good health, live a long life, and live forever! ”

Jiang Yuhu, who was helping to push the wheelchair, heard Xia Jingyun's suddenly thick nasal voice, and his heart warmed slightly.

Jiang Lao Junshen smiled slightly, "In the past few months, I have heard your name three times from Hu'er's mouth, at least in his opinion, among the young generation in Zhongjing City, you should be the first." ”

Xia Jingyun hurriedly said: "How General Jiang views the subordinates, he recognizes them below, and the only way to live up to the general's expectations is to do his best." But in the eyes of the younger generations, General Jiang is mighty and powerful, civil and military, and he will be able to inherit the mantle of the military god, and then be the white jade pillar of my Great Xia, and build the purple gold beam of the sea! ”

Jiang Laojunshen was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Your mouth is hard to dislike!" ”

Xia Jingyun said seriously: "What the juniors said is sincere, if it weren't for General Jiang's rescue several times in the past few months, the juniors would have died under the sword soldiers, and their souls have returned to heaven and earth, and they are naturally full of awe and gratitude to General Jiang." ”

"And like the god of the army, sweeping the whip in all directions, suppressing the troubled times, the people who live, not to mention hundreds of millions, just like the younger generations, if not the god of the army, how can there be a stable opportunity for scientific research now, the respect and love of the world are all from the heart, and it should be!"

He bowed with his sleeves, "I have seen a long and short sentence in an ancient book, and I want to borrow flowers to offer Buddha and give it to the military god, talk about the admiration of the younger generations, and also want to thank the military god for the great grace of the feat of peace." ”

Jiang Laojun smiled, "The poem you wrote to Hu'er is really good, which makes the old man look forward to it." ”

Xia Jingyun didn't think there was anything, but Jiang Yuhu, who was familiar with his grandfather, could hear that his grandfather didn't seem to approve of Xia Jingyun so much, and if he thought about it, a man in the army would naturally be a little repulsive to this kind of person who opened his mouth to say good things.

But he wasn't worried at all, because some people's good words are just good words, and they can't even get in their ears, but some people, such as this one in front of them, sound really comfortable! Poke your heart!

The henchman brought a pen and paper, Xia Jingyun lifted the pen, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the momentum on the whole person quietly changed.

Jiang Lao Junshen raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was more curiosity in his eyes.

Xia Jingyun walked the dragon and snake, and the ink characters were formed on the paper, and after a while, he hesitated slightly, stopped the pen, and arched his hand towards Jiang Laojunshen, "It's ugly." ”

Jiang Yuhu intimately recited for Jiang Laojunshen, who was in a wheelchair.

"When I was drunk, I picked up the lamp and looked at the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the horn and the battalion."

Jiang Lao Junshen's originally indifferent face quietly revealed a trace of melancholy of memory.

"Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turn over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield."

Jiang Lao Junshen quietly closed his eyes, and the dust and the sound of fighting in the sky after decades of conquest came to his face.

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt."

Although the allusions are incomprehensible, the magnificent and vast battlefield atmosphere has clearly spread to the top military god in the world.

The days of carrying knives and horses, stretching bows and arrows, and crisscrossing the battlefield seem to have been wiped away from the dust of time and shine again in memory.

Jiang Yuhu suddenly breathed, and the old military god who was waiting to hear the next sentence opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to urge, he heard Jiang Yuhu say slowly:

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death."

In Jiang Laojun's cloudy eyes, a burst of light suddenly condensed, and a momentum rose in all directions.

Xia Jingyun, who was standing opposite him, was in a trance, as if he had seen the Great Xia military god who had been immediately swordsman, so pressed that he didn't dare to squeak, and countless heroes bowed down.

Xia Jingyun then briefly told the two of them the allusions in the poem, which was naturally a pretext for the story in an ancient book, and the old military god also bowed slightly, and said very calmly and directly: "Thank you Xiaoyou for the poem, the old man likes it very much." ”

"Don't dare to be, just borrow flowers to offer Buddha. But the younger generation's admiration for the god of war is sincere. ”

Jiang Lao Junshen thought that he was modest, and said with a smile: "In the future, if you are free, you will come to the bamboo forest to walk around." ”

Xia Jingyun, who had seen today's battle outside, naturally knew the weight of this sentence, thanked him repeatedly, and at the same time said goodbye and left with interest.

After walking out of the courtyard and walking on the bamboo forest road, Jiang Yuhu said: "You don't seem to have written a long or short sentence just now?" ”

Xia Jingyun nodded and pursed his lips, "I think the meaning of the word has arrived, and there is no need to write it anymore." ”

Jiang Yuhu shook his head, "Say it." ”

Xia Jingyun took a deep breath, the old appearance of the old military god appeared in his mind, and he said softly: "Poor Bai happened." ”

Jiang Yuhu was shocked.

"Grandpa."

Jiang Lao Junshen sat on the chair, his eyelids drooping slightly, "What was the sentence he didn't write in the end?" ”

Jiang Yuhu was also as hesitant and melancholy as Xia Jingyun had before.

Jiang Laojun pouted, "Battlefield man, why are you so twisted and pinched?" ”

Jiang Yuhu said softly: "Poor white happens." ”

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Laojun burst out laughing, "What a pitiful white thing!" ”

He lifted the thin blanket on his lap, walked over to the desk, picked up the pen, and wrote down these five words himself!

One stroke at a time, Jin Ge Iron Horse.

But the body that was squeezed dry by the war in his eighties could not support the skeleton, revealing a bit of vanity.

But it is precisely this bit of vanity that unexpectedly fits the meaning of these five words perfectly.

Jiang Yuhu had a hunch in his heart that a Mobao that was enough to be passed down to the world was quietly born at this moment.

"Hu'er, let someone frame it and hang it in my study. I kind of know why you like this Xia boy so much, and it's really a bit of a doorway! ”

The old military god sat back in his chair and smiled.

The original meaning of this poem is not this, but the understanding of the poem itself is explained in combination with the poet's state of mind, so in this situation, the understanding of the protagonist makes sense.

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