Lao Tzu is a toad

Chapter 280 The power of the national hand, the style of the national scholar

Zhao Jiadi was recalled by the old man Wang's words from his childhood. It was Wang Banjin who dragged the timid backyard into this backyard exclusively for the elderly. Before Xiaobaliang heard that the elders and children in the yard said that the backyard was called a restricted area. Dong, the one who broke in without permission and was punished. The young and ignorant little Baliang was so timid. In primary school, his sister Wang Banjin had to squat outside the classroom and stare at him. He was very awed, and after hearing this, he dared not take a step forward. One evening, Wang Banjin told him with a small self-made fishing rod that he could fish in the backyard. After he went, he found the old man on the reclining chair. Half a catty had no heart and no lungs to stand on his heels next to the big celadon tank to fish, leaving the lonely and timid little Baliang to face the old man alone. Only then did the ants move away, and the old man waved again, and the little Baliang was willing to come to the front. The old man asked how old he was, and the little Baliang answered eight years old shyly. The old man then asked how many books he had read, and the little Baliang There was no more to say, blushing, not knowing how to answer, the old man lying on the recliner under the old banyan tree just like today smiled, didn't say much, closed his eyes and rested.

Little Baliang fled back to Wang Banjin's side, only barely crying, but Wang Banjin still spoiled the old man's beloved carp lawlessly, and caught a total of five or six carp. Every time the old man opened his eyes and looked over, she would not stop. He took off the fishhook and put it back. After three or four times, the old man didn't bother to pay attention. Finally, Wang Banjin secretly stuffed a jumping carp into his pocket, and deliberately said oops, I have to go back to do my homework, old man, let's go. You slowly doze off.Then Wang Banjin dragged the trembling little Ba to the main courtyard, took out a small carp from his pocket, put it into an oil paper bag filled with water, tied it with a rope, and said proudly Sending you off.Then the two siblings lay on the table and watched the poor little fish wandering in the bag. Finally, when Zhao Jiadi left the courtyard, he took the bag with him and raised it carefully in the elementary school. A small glass fish tank, until one day the fish tank was secretly thrown away by the little ruffian in the class, Xiao Baliang started to go crazy for the first time in his life, completely crazy and crazy, first he was beaten so badly that his nose and face were swollen, and then his nose and mouth were bleeding The more he fought, the more courageous he became, he chased those bastard classmates and beat them halfway across the school, and he beat them all to the ground, not to mention each of them. From then on, very few local students dared to bully Zhao Jiadi This out-of-town mental illness forced the baby.

The old man saw that the young man in front of him was absent-minded, and he didn't bother him. He had lived two lifetimes of ordinary people, and his energy-raising skills had already been perfected. The old man often laughed at himself. I watched political opponents fall one by one with my own eyes, got the obituary of CCTV early, and was buried in Babaoshan. I couldn't get angry with him anymore. He won this protracted battle and had the last laugh.Zhao Jiadi was pulled by Wang Zhuyun's sleeves, he suddenly came back to his senses, and said with a blushing face: "I'm sorry, old man, I've deserted, and I'm thinking about the first time I came to the backyard. You are still full of energy and haven't changed."

The old man chuckled and didn't care about Zhao Jiadi's rudeness. He had seen too many juniors who were walking on thin ice in front of him like an enemy. It was not bad for a child who dared to be in a daze to appear by chance.He put down the radio, put it on the wooden bench beside him, took a pair of walnuts, and slowly spun them. One of the walnuts might be older than Wang Zhuyun. Banjin stole one and lost it, the old man was not angry, Wang Zhuyun and the elders almost went crazy, and beat Wang Banjin severely, but Wang Banjin, who was not crying or fussing, did not admit his mistake and just shut up. Keep your mouth shut, just call and beat a group of adults. After a few days, the little girl who sneaked out of the house got a new walnut from somewhere and gave it to the old man. It was the old man’s birthday that day. Birthday, that year, Wang Banjin, the little Huniu called the Queen, was only nine years old. Everyone clearly remembered that the old man of the Wang family had always had a face full of weather. After receiving the walnuts, he hugged his great-granddaughter , The eye sockets became moist, so everyone remembers the age of the second walnut.

The old man pointed to the melon and fruit snacks on the table and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

Zhao Jiadi nodded, took an apple and gnawed it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was quite harmonious, Wang Zhuyun felt relieved.

The old man's life secretary walked back to the yard, sat down gently, did not interrupt, and kept to himself.A person came to the backyard from the back door of the old man's main room, and sat carelessly between Zhao Jiadi and Wang Zhuyun. Most people walked into the backyard from the side door. No one but Wang Banjin dared to act so blatantly and recklessly. It was the sturdy existence who dared to tear the pages of the old man's collection of books, origami airplanes, and ran all over the yard. As for her fishing in the celadon tank in front of the old man, everyone was forced to learn to take it for granted.After Wang Banjin took his seat, he called out Brother Tian to the secretary who was known for his honesty and prudence. If you dare to call him a brother, Wang Zhuyun glared at her daughter, who was not too old or young, but the life secretary who was already in her [-]s smiled and nodded. With a straight head and warm eyes, this kind of gaze, like looking at one's own daughter, cannot be hypocritical and hypocritical. Moreover, playing with chicken belly in front of the old man is tantamount to digging one's own grave.Wang Banjin laughed and said: "Brother Tian, ​​don't you claim to be a small national player in the circle, I'll bring you Go, and you can talk to this player for a game?"

The life secretary surnamed Tian shook his head.Wang Banjin was not a considerate character, so he went back to the old man's room to move the chess pieces without saying a word. Secretary Tian looked helpless, but Wang Zhuyun didn't stop his daughter this time. The old man smiled slightly after hearing this, and continued to rest.

In the 60s, the old Wang’s family still lived in the hutong courtyard in the Xishan area. At that time, although the old man’s rank was scary enough, he was not living in Zhongnanhai. After 77 years, the old man came back as expected, and the organization rearranged the new residence. At first, the old man heard that it was a large courtyard with four entrances, so he refused to move. Later, he was taken around by his old comrades who had moved to a nearby location. When the old man saw the rare old banyan tree, he immediately liked it. In the eyes of Yanjing people, if any family has a banyan tree, it is said to be a very lucky family.The banyan tree is a tropical tree. It is difficult to survive in the north where the winter is often dozens of degrees below zero. The Huagai looks festive, and it must be the common wish of every old man who is willing to say it or bury it in his heart that such a big family can do so.The blessing entrusted is one aspect, and there is another more important reason. Everyone knows that the old man has a strong special affection for Fujian, which is far away from Taiwan Province. In a certain place in Fujian Province, the old man once lived in a tree Talking to a boss under the banyan tree has always been a good talk among the top party members. The younger generation may not feel deeply about it, and they may laugh it off when they read the book that day, but the old antiques of the old man’s generation can all go up. Very happy.

Wang Zhuyun said softly: "Grandpa, it's cold outside, don't stay longer, go back to the house."

The warmly dressed old man glared at him, and said angrily, "What do you mean, it wasn't cold at the time when you turned the snowy mountain? Why don't you survive anyway, people, you have to endure hardships, and you can't patronize and enjoy the blessings. Look at those who have a chance A guy who has learned how to pamper himself, who can live longer than me? Keeping healthy and nourishing one’s energy means hiding in the house and blowing on the heating and cooling. Someone treats me like a bodhisattva made of gold all day long? If you follow your instructions It means that I am no longer on a couch, but in a coffin!"

Wang Zhuyun smiled wryly, not daring to say any more.If you have to argue with the old man to be reasonable, ten times out of ten you will be convinced. Only people like Hu Niu who are simply unreasonable can get cheap.

Wang Banjin moved a torreya wood chess pier, two boxes of chess pieces, the price is mediocre, not shocking the world.The chess pieces are also relatively new, because in recent years, the old man is old after all, and he is not suitable for long-term mental work. In addition, he is a character with a strong sense of victory and defeat. Tian Zeng, the old man's life secretary, is a good Go player. At first, he wanted to please the old man, but he worked hard and persevered to study it. Later, although the old man didn't play Go very much, Tian Zeng became addicted to it. Long, quite well-known in the circle, it can be said that it is rare to meet an opponent.Zhao Jiadi was forced to put the ducks on the shelf, so he stopped being polite. After opening the chess box, his already straight back subconsciously became more and more straight. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile was indifferent. Obviously, he didn't really think that the young man in front of him was a strong opponent. The secretary's self-confidence was accumulated from countless victories, rather than a blind conceit of blindly looking above the top.The "Hong Guanzi" of the Hong family girl is amazingly talented and trained by a top national player. Playing against him, the outcome is also [-]-[-] points.

Although he has a well-thought-out plan, Tian Zeng still doesn't have such a low EQ that he wants to say what he wants to give up.He guesses black first, starts moderately, and is not aggressive. This is in line with his style of life that he has honed over the years. He is restrained and deep. of.And Zhao Jiadi's moves are not aggressive, they are exactly the same, the chess reaches the middle game, Tian Zeng can still maintain a calm state of mind, but his evaluation of this young opponent's chess strength has improved a level, at least it is not unusual Amateur player, is a pretty good opponent.Wang Zhuyun doesn't know how to play Go and is a layman. Wang Banjin is a little better. When he was a child, he was caught playing Go every day by the old man. He played badly, but he still has good eyesight. He seemed to be dissatisfied with Wen Tun's chess game, so he blatantly pinched him Zhao Jiadi, Zhao Jiadi remained motionless.

The old man, who is still in good health, sat up slowly, squinted his eyes, observed the situation of the battle, sometimes nodded, sometimes shook his head, and managed to watch the chess without saying a word.

When Zhao Jiadi caught sight of Wang Zhuyun moving a chair and sitting beside the old man, picking up a chess piece, the style of chess changed completely, and the chess pieces flew like flying in an instant.

Suddenly accelerated the steps of closing.

Tian Zeng frowned more and more tightly, but considering Zhao Jiadi's fast chess moves and the old man's focus on watching, he also became quicker, and rarely took a long test. The official's calculation broke out in an instant, and the balance of the chess game plummeted to Tian Zeng's disadvantage.No pride in winning or discouragement in defeat, and he didn't even say there will be another round.Wang Banjin was triumphant, Wang Zhuyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief again, Zhao Jiadi quietly packed up the chess pieces and put them back into the chess box, at this time the old man suddenly said: "Next game, play seriously, you can play chess quickly, but don't hide it Yes, both of them have shown their true skills."

Tian Zeng smiled slightly and cheered up. For the first time, there was an undisguised fighting spirit in his eyes. Zhao Jiadi scratched his head, opened the chess box again, and played the game again. In this game, Zhao Jiadi played black first, Tian Zeng, who was in the game, and the old man who was watching the game were taken aback for the first move. It was in the remote and dark position of six-eight, and he cut his head with a random knife. It was not arrogant, but it was cold enough. Dumb, fighting for the front, should be on the sidelines, which is equivalent to Da Fei's first move against the opponent. According to common sense, Zhao Jiadi continued to take the slant of the sword and landed lightly on the fifth-seventh position, which is probably unprecedented. Tian Zeng Zhibai had no choice but to remain unchanged and respond to all changes. He set his eyes on his right hand and made up his mind to fight a tough battle with soldiers coming to block him. However, Zhao Jiadi opened and closed unexpectedly, and after forty moves completely Holding Tian Zeng's nose and walking, he had the arrogance of being invincible in the first fifty moves of Lao Tzu's hands. As a result, Bai was defeated in the middle of the game, Tian Zeng held the chess piece, a little lost, forgot to throw the piece and conceded defeat, with a wry smile on his face.

The old man snorted, bent down, and got closer to the chessboard. After pondering for a long time, he finally concluded with surprise and admiration: "You have the strength of a national player, and you have the style of a national scholar. I said that you don't like reading. It should be the old man. I was wrong." .”

(End of this chapter)