General is a Villain

It's already dark.

The moon is full tonight. The bright moon is like a huge disc hanging in the sky. There is a layer of white yarn between heaven and earth.

Han Zifei sat in the pavilion with several empty wine pots at hand.

Chicken skin and hair, but his cheeks were red. It was obvious that he was drunk.

Yi Xiaoqiao silently sat aside, listening to his nagging and talking about some past things, mainly bragging about his master, that is, their grandfather.

"My master is really powerful. He has skillful mechanism, divination and divination. There is no Qihuang martial arts. It's a pity that I'm dull and have only learned some superficial mechanism skills. But even so, I'm also a disciple of his family. I didn't expect that he played such a big joke with me and made me stick to a piece of wood all my life." Han Zifei poured a glass of wine: "I've been studying this piece of wood all my life. I want to open it, but I didn't expect..."

Yi Xiaoqiao sympathized with him and could only give him another glass of wine.

"Little Joe, do you think I'm ridiculous?"

Yi Xiaoqiao can't answer this. Is it ridiculous? The ending is indeed ridiculous, but his persistence is not ridiculous. Without such persistence, how can he achieve the Centennial foundation of the Han family?

"Han Youjun is right. The founder may have a purpose, but we haven't understood it yet." Yi Xiaoqiao comforted.

"Intention? I'm afraid his intention is not to fool me!" Han Zifei looked up and drank a glass of wine: "you don't know how committed he was when he gave me this thing. He said it was... Nothing, up, to and treasure, and the things in it were even more precious!"

"He also said that as long as I open it, I can become the first mechanism master in the world!" Han Zifei patted his chest: "I've always wanted to open it. Unexpectedly, it lied to me. There's nothing in it. It's just a piece of wood!"

"Little Joe, I'm ridiculous."

Yi Xiaoqiao poured a glass of wine silently.

"It seems that he must be very disappointed with my apprentice. Otherwise, how could he give me a piece of wood to deceive me? Is he satirizing me? Satirizing me is like this piece of wood!"

"I don't think that's what the ancestor meant." Yi Xiaoqiao saw that he had drunk a little too much, comforted and said, "maybe he just wanted to inspire us? If there was no incentive from this thing, you might have given up mechanism, right?"

"Impossible!" Han Zifei shouted: "this mechanism is just like the jewelry I made. They are lovely children. How can I give up? Master still doesn't know me and doesn't understand me. If he knows me, how can he leave me an empty hope!"

Han Zifei said, unexpectedly sobbing.

Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't bear it. If she knew the result was like this, she wouldn't be so persistent to open it and get the truth. Now the truth is there, but her master was hit hard and looked like she was going to live or die. It's really hard to feel.

He glanced, but outside the pavilion, Han Youjun was winking at her and asking her to coax the old man quickly. After all, Han Zifei was an old man with chicken skin and hair. Where could he stand such tossing and torture? If something happened later, they would be really stupid.

He is left with Grandpa. If grandpa didn't listen to his advice, he doesn't need to find Yi Xiaoqiao. Now he just hopes that Yi Xiaoqiao can persuade him back and don't drill the horn again.

Yi Xiaoqiao sighed. Han Zifei and Han Youjun have a fight in this regard. They are really worthy of being masters and grandchildren, and they are also very similar in crying. They have an inexplicable sense of joy.

"What master said is very true. If the ancestor knew you, he would not leave you an empty hope." Yi Xiaoqiao whispered.

Han Youjun almost fainted when she said this. Is this a comfort? Isn't this a blow!

What does grandpa think!

He looked at Han Zifei worried. He was afraid that Grandpa's heart could not stand it. He winked at Yi Xiaoqiao: I want you to comfort people, not to hit people. Don't fool around!

Yi Xiaoqiao gave him a reassuring look. Then he smiled and said, "master is the most proud disciple of the master. The master must know you very well, so this thing is definitely not an empty hope."

Han Zifei opened his turbid eyes and looked at Yi Xiaoqiao unidentified: "what do you mean?"

"I heard Han Youjun say that the founder is a very serious person. In that case, he will definitely not leave such immoral things to bully us. I think his intention is on this piece of wood." Yi Xiaoqiao affirmed: "the founder said that the master could become a generation of masters by opening others. Now he has opened it, but he didn't take the ordinary way. Would the founder also mean that? Let's not stick to the form, let alone the steps. If we can solve a mystery, why not take a shortcut or use a clever way, right?"

"Nonsense!" Han Zifei stared at her: "if you are clever in everything, what do you want to do with mechanism? Wouldn't it be good for everyone to practice Hercules palm?"

"Of course, it's impossible to use violence every time." Yi Xiaoqiao said with a smile, "we learn mechanism technology to better understand the mechanism, know the wonderful function of this mechanism and know some truth, but we don't have to follow the path of mechanism. If we know that there is no danger in another mechanism, even if it is demolished violently, why should we solve it step by step? Is it better to break a palm?"

"This is a trick!" Han zi drank his righteous words.

"Why not get what you want?" Yi Xiaoqiao looked at him seriously: "just as the master accepted me as an apprentice, the mechanism skills are handed down from male to female. If the master sticks to this, there will be no apprentice like me. I think this is the truth that the founder really wants to tell us. Break and then stand."

"Mechanism technology has never been the patent of the ancients. What's more, it is the existence that we should study and then let it continue to progress. We learn it, imitate it, surpass it, break it and then establish it. Isn't that what we mean?"

"So, am I mistaken?"

"The grandmaster knows you. How could he leave you a piece of wood? What he left you must be something like a treasure. It may be invisible, but it must be something that can be used for life."

Han Zifei was silent.

At this time, Han Youjun ran over step by step: "Grandpa, Grandpa, look what this is!"

He held a box in his hand. There were several pieces of wood in the box. He looked proud: "Grandpa, I split it all. Guess what I found!"

Take out those wooden blocks and show them to Han Zifei: "Grandpa, look, there are words on it!"