Son of Heaven

"Heh, the general is practicing calligraphy in the room, you two go. The general told you that you can go in and look for him when you come." Uncle Huang pointed to the side room on the right.

"Okay." Qiulin nodded, his breathing became a little short, and he looked so nervous, as if the room was not his own grandfather, but an ancient tyrannosaurus rex.

"Let's go. As you said, it's a blessing, not a curse, and a disaster can't be avoided." Qiu Lin gritted his teeth, and dragged Liang Chen into the room.

When I got outside, I knocked on the door lightly a few times, and an old but extremely majestic voice sounded in the room, "Come in."

Qiu Lin pushed open the door, Liang Chen looked forward and saw an old man practicing calligraphy.On such a cold day, the old man actually only wore a white silk exercise suit and a small vest outside, but he didn't feel cold at all. [

The old man has magnificent white hair, and there are still spots of black at the root of the hair, as if he could rejuvenate at any time.

At this moment, he is writing with his head down, dripping with ink, immersed in it, very happy.

"Grandpa..." Qiulin squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said cheerfully.But the voice was so sweet that Liang Chen felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard it.It is indeed a fatal thing for someone like Qiulin to play tricks.

"Shut up, stand there, and wait until I finish practicing calligraphy." The old man snorted coldly without raising his head, and continued to practice calligraphy.

Qiulin immediately fell silent, as if pinched to death, and dared not make another sound, and even dared not take a breath.

"Come here." The old man wrote a few more words, still didn't look up, just called out, Qiu Lin was taken aback, thinking it was calling himself, just about to take a step, but Liang Chen gently grabbed him , I straightened my clothes, walked over, came three meters in front of the case, and bowed, "Hello, General Qiu. Junior Liang Chen, I wish you a healthy and healthy old age, with the spirit of a dragon and a horse, and enjoy your life forever."

"How do you know I'm calling you?" Old General Qiu still didn't look up, he was still practicing calligraphy, and asked calmly.

"Because you want to see me." Liang Chen replied with a smile.

"I may not call you when I see you." Old General Qiu said something thoughtless.

"Calling me is flattery, if you don't call me, I'm afraid it will mean disaster." Liang Chen's words also have a lot of mystery.

"Oh? Ask you to prove that there is no disaster?" Old General Qiu finally raised his head. He had a face with Chinese characters, two long-lived eyebrows, and his eyes were not cloudy at all. They were still extremely clear. Calm and calm, but the fearless spirit of Feiyang Dianjian that is always moving forward is still hidden at the bottom. It is an inherent personality trait that can never be changed. , showing the sharpness of the country's sharp weapon, of course, this kind of sharpness only flashes occasionally, and only people like Liang Chen can perceive it a little bit.

"Hehe, it's an honor to be able to call my junior with love, and only use the word 'you'. Even if something bad happens, this junior is honored." Liang Chen said with a smile, his expression was not the slightest bit nervous, on the contrary, he was more relaxed, but Qiu behind him Lin, however, was already sweating in the palm of his hand, and secretly complained that Liang Chen didn't know how high the sky was, how many dignitaries and dignitaries, even those who could be ranked in the whole of China, would be respectful when they saw the old man, and they didn't even have a sense of atmosphere. Dare to take a bite.It's a good thing for him, he is talking and laughing like this, really think he's playing tricks with the old man next door?