Lao Tzu is a toad

Chapter 281 Dong Lei
As soon as the big hat was buttoned off, Zhao Jiadi immediately fidgeted, and it was Wang Banjin who helped him out, and laughed and said, old man, you have missed this time, Xiao Baliang is just a little smarter, I didn't tell you So tall, don't scare him.Wang Zhuyun picked up an orange on the table, threw it at Wang Banjin and scolded with a smile, shut up, no one will think you are dumb.The old man who was being talked back laughed loudly. His spirit was so good that it was hard to imagine that he was an old man who had nearly twice the age of knowing his destiny.Tian Zeng took a deep breath, and not only surrendered according to the rules, but also voluntarily admitted: "There is a huge difference in the ranks, and I am convinced to lose. First, hide it. Yesterday, Hu Niu deliberately tricked me, saying that your level is average. , let me rest assured."

Tian Zeng was not in a hurry to clean up the chess game, but stared intently at the seemingly chaotic chessboard, which was actually full of mystery, laughing at himself, good guy, he was played a game of guiding chess, and he really didn't feel wronged if he lost.The more Tian Zeng watched, the more engrossed he was. From time to time, he humbly asked the young man sitting quietly across from him for advice.Once Zhao Jiadi talked about Go, he seemed to be a bit mellow, and his conversation was light and warm, which was above the usual level.The old man didn't interrupt, and lay back in his chair, nodding frequently when he heard the good news.Wang Zhuyun was in high spirits and her face was extremely ruddy.Wang Banjin also made a coquettish expression to Zhao Jiadi asking for credit and rewards. Zhao Jiadi, who could not understand the style, could completely ignore it, and only cared about patiently reviewing the game with Tian Zeng.Tian Zeng's nickname Zombie means that he can rely on his good resilience to disrupt the situation when the situation is unfavorable. He can often "resurrect the dead" and turn things around. Xinyue surrendered to admit defeat, and the two people of the same path had a very happy chat. After coming and going, the atmosphere finally became really warm.The concise replay ended quickly, and Wang Banjin took Zhao Jiadi to move the chess box back. Wang Zhuyun saw the stitches and said, "Grandpa, although Xiao Baliang is a science student, he has specialties in arts. He is not only proficient in Go, It is also a great achievement in economics..."

The old man frowned: "Building trees? Zhuyun, don't use this word indiscriminately. A kid in his early 20s can talk about making achievements. Don't be self-defeating."

Wang Zhuyun, who was refuted back, was not flustered, and said with a smile: "You really don't believe it, Ba Liang gave ICBC a social responsibility model in the second half of last year, which was well received. What's commendable is that he completed it all by himself, without any Moisture has been officially adopted by ICBC. If you are worried, you can ask Secretary Tian to pull out the annual report published by ICBC in November. You have also been involved in economics, and you can even get a complete copy of the information to see the weight. Don’t worry, you know ICBC’s bureaucracy, so don’t dare to joke about it.”

The old man let out a doubtful tone.Secretary Tian already knew it well.When Wang Banjin and Zhao Jiadi returned, Wang Zhuyun didn't say much, and stopped there.She got up and went to the main courtyard to chat with her relatives, many of whom she hadn't seen for many years. Although Wang Zhuyun believed in Buddhism, she still didn't belong to the kind of person who cut off the roots of dust, otherwise she wouldn't have made this trip to Yanjing.Before getting up and leaving, Wang Zhuyun gave her daughter a wink. Wang Banjin had a tacit understanding, and finally got a sense of what was going on, and wisely left the backyard with her mother.Secretary Tian whispered, old man, it's time to go back to the house and practice calligraphy.Tian Zeng didn't say to go back to his room to rest, because in that case, with the old man's stubborn temper, he would most likely continue to stay in the backyard.This is called getting the door vein right.Sure enough, the old man stood up without support. Looking at Zhao Jiadi who stood up first, the old man turned his head and pointed to the old banyan tree that was rarer than the deputy leaders of the country in old Yanjing, and said softly: ""Taiping Huan Yu Ji" records Fuzhou There is a banyan tree, which is as big as ten circles and never withers in the winter. It flourishes alone in the county town, so it is named Rongcheng. Back then, I traveled to Fujian Province with a boss, and it was only across the sea. When the weather was better, we could see the banyan tree Jinmen Island. That’s why I chose this yard, hoping that when I’m alive, it can be used as a wake-up call, and I can look up from time to time.”

Maybe it was because he had been lying down for a long time, and the old man's steps were not vigorous, so Zhao Jiadi instinctively wanted to help him, but the old man waved his hand and said with emotion: "Old man, maybe one day when I close my eyes, I won't be able to wake up again. "He walked into the main room, followed by Tian Zeng and Zhao Jiadi, and the old man went directly into the study, did not sit down, but stood under a wall with a huge old military map hanging on the wall, It is the strategic road map of the whole army at the end of the War of Liberation. It is grand and majestic. The old man stared at the map in a daze.

"On June 26, [-], our army's Central Plains Military Region developed from Hubei, Henan and Anhui during the Anti-Japanese War successfully broke through from the junction of Hubei, Anhui, and Henan provinces, kicking off the prelude. The "Hankou Agreement" became a joke. Lao Jiang's smoke bomb Not smart at all."

"Haha, it's true that Xiong Xianghui tops a few teachers..."

"In the Battle of Menglianggu, Zhang Lingfu died in battle. Nine generals and officers under Zhang's command knelt in a circle in front of the body, weeping uncontrollably. The East China Field Army finally erected a monument in front of the grave, writing about Zhang Lingfu's tomb. Such soldiers may be doing things for tigers, but at least Can be considered a Chinese. During this battle, there were 15 migrant workers in the standing support of the army, 4000 migrant workers in the reserve support, and as many as 45 migrant workers supporting the East China Field Army on the entire Menglianggu battlefield. I will listen to Lao Jiang's lectures in the official residence report. It is said that it is a small western-style building with a one-meter-long ivory in the hall, but the chairman and the others are still eating bran and vegetable paste in the loess cave. If we don't win the war, we will be ashamed of our ancestors."

"In the Shandong battlefield, the two sides invested millions of troops, and even the water had to be drained. I was chatting with the students of the Moscow Diplomatic Academy, and they didn't believe that we could win. They said that we had no heavy industry and lost the city, huh... ..."

"The Dabie Mountains, the Central Plains, the large corps left the liberated area, the Battle of Southwest Shandong, a strategic counterattack..."

"Not long after, I had a heart-to-heart talk with a major general prisoner from the Whampoa Department. He said with emotion that at the earliest Whampoa classmate reunion, he asked who became a martyr. He said that he was fascinated and generous, but it has only been 30 to [-] years, and it is a different situation. It's all about high officials' salaries, women, and houses."

"It's not that we didn't fail. On the contrary, we grew up through failures. In July, we divided our troops. Boss Su wrote a review telegram and wanted to carry it out alone. After reading it, Boss Chen and Boss Tan thought there was no problem in strategy. It’s due to mistakes in military deployment and lack of attention to tactics, and Boss Su still insists on his original point of view, which is commendable. There are not many people I admire, but Boss Su is one.”

"If you want to talk about suffering, the Northwest Field Army is the most bitter. A Huaye boss once wondered why the central government often praised the Northwest Field Army in the telegrams in the summer and autumn of [-]. He didn't understand. In the north of Yangjiagou, I was relieved. In the northwest, each mountain artillery was only allowed to fire five shells in each battle, and each mortar was only allowed to be equipped with five to fifteen shells. At the Xiaohe Conference in [-], the Prime Minister lined up teams according to the results of annihilating the enemy in the theater. I can't stop, haha. I decided to fight a turnaround... At that time, Luo Lirong was going to be eaten, and the troops were marching in a hurry. I remember a young man very clearly. In order to boost morale, this soldier carried a Maxim heavy machine gun and sang folk songs. In order for him to sing The camp asked the courier to gather all the dry food for him, and if he didn’t have enough, he found sweet potatoes for him. This kid’s voice is surprisingly loud, and he didn’t disappoint..."

The old man of the Wang family kept staring at the military map that had been hanging for decades, with his back to Tian Zeng and Zhao Jiadi.After nagging for more than half an hour, Tian Zeng wanted to interrupt several times, but held back.There used to be a full-time nursing class in the courtyard house, but after the Chinese New Year, they were all driven back by the old man. Once this person loses his temper, not to mention his life secretary, even the old man's grandson can't talk, and even some leaders can't persuade him. , and maybe even suffer the training of this old superior.Just like the head of the central government who came to visit on the second day of the first lunar month, he was scolded.The old man got excited, took out a map from the drawer, spread it on the desk, waved to Zhao Jiadi, and said, "Let's take a look."

Zhao Jiadi walked over, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Yuncheng."

The old man nodded and said, "You understand this?"

Zhao Jiadi said calmly: "I probably understand a little bit."

The old man smiled and said, "Those bastards kept beating and yelling that if it is the eighth brigade in the field, it will be hit, and if it is not fought, it will be gone. Hey, they are satisfied now, and it is the eighth brigade of the third column that beat them."

An old man and a child were studying the progress of the battle on the map. Because Zhao Jiadi had carefully studied the War of Liberation in advance, and he was a half-true military fan, he chatted with the old man. Cope with it, so as not to ask three questions.The old man was thinking about the school exam, and from time to time he threw the first problem to Zhao Jia. If Zhao Jiadi put himself in the situation, how should he deal with it? Zhao Jiadi may not have a big picture yet, but his ability to grasp the details is good, because he looks at it from a research perspective The war took the lead. This time, he was caught by Zhao Jia's blind cat. The answer he gave couldn't surprise people too much, but it was enough to impress the old man. Now, find someone who really understands it. It is really not easy for young people in the Liberation War.The old man didn't expect much at first, so he was more relieved.

After talking about the Battle of Yuncheng, the old man quoted from many sources, no longer limited to a map or a battle, his thinking diverged, and finally even talked about current affairs and people's livelihood.

Wang Zhuyun came over and softly reminded the old man to rest, and Tian Zeng also followed suit.The old man did not agree, but compromised a little, and sat on a chair and chatted with Zhao Jiadi about some relatively leisurely topics, such as early cynicism, Zeng Guofan's family letter, and "Thousand Character Essay". Wang Zhuyun quietly brought a glass of boiled water to the old man. The old man had quit drinking and smoking for many years, even strong tea. While drinking tea, the old man said softly: "Policies and strategies are the party's life, eighty-two, what do you think?"

Zhao Jiadi hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "Good intentions and good deeds, I am afraid that there are policies and countermeasures. The housing price control is an example."

The old man let out a cry.

Zhao Jia had the first battle between heaven and man, and gritted his teeth: "I think the officials who have problems in food, transportation and housing are too weak to be held accountable, and they should be dragged out and beheaded."

Tian Zeng smiled.

Wang Zhuyun smiled wryly and sighed.

The old man smiled, noncommittal.

Zhao Jiadi sat up straight, looked at the old man, and said word by word: "Back then, who won the victory through the people's war. Now, who is fighting the people's war?"

In a word, it was like a thunderstorm.

(End of this chapter)