Chapter 283 One attitude determines one fate

Wang Chan got out of the car and found that the place he was now in was a huge yard. There were green trees on all sides, and the birds on the trees were chirping and chirping. He looked around in the shade, and he could faintly see some red walls and green tiles in the distance. And the car carrying him all the way also drove in from an antique arch behind him.

Looking forward, in the depths of the shade, there is still a red wall, stacked, but there is a very northern-style quadrangle courtyard. The vermilion gate is one foot two feet high, and two heavily armed military guards, left and right, left and right, motionless, like a human-shaped statue.

In it, Wang Chan couldn't help but go back in time and returned to the ancient deep mansion courtyard, the feeling of Houmen Palace. Although the quadrangle courtyard is not unusual, it is just a residential building, but the house here is unmatched by any palace in the world.

Since his debut, I don't know how many dangers he has experienced. His men have killed a few masters, but he has never felt a sense of majesty like a top master on a building like today.

This house has a simple layout, red walls and glazed tiles, and there are not too many guards outside several porches, and he has never felt any danger and murder in it. However, Wang Chan can always feel that he has a kind of majesty here in all directions, like a mountain like a sea, which is long-lasting, for anyone who steps here. There is a huge pressure in people's hearts.

This is a precipitation of history, and a strong hint that the supreme kingship of all ages is ubiquitous in people's hearts. It has gathered the belief power of hundreds of millions of people in countless years. It has nothing to do with the personal strength exercised by boxing and martial arts.

This is the residence of the highest leader in the country, which is enough to rejuvenate the country in one word.

"The chief has been waiting for a while, please follow me!"

A middle-aged man in a suit, glasses on his nose and no expression on his face had been waiting here for a long time. Seeing that Wang Chan and several people got out of the car one after another, he stepped forward and made a simple invitation, he ignored it and led the way.

Through several courtyards, Wang Chan walked and carefully ponder the pressure brought by the building. In a short time, he arrived at the house in the middle of the yard and saw several people who had arrived before him in the slightly monotonous living room. An old man sitting on a rattan chair facing the south, and the two middle-aged people in military uniforms sitting under him, looking at the ranks on their shoulders, one is a lieutenant general and the other is a major general.

I felt that someone came in the room again. Seeing Wang Chan behind him, Wang Chan immediately felt the two generals' heartbeat in an instant, and his eyes were not very friendly. Obviously, there is hostility and something to do with yourself.

And these two people are Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde, who had questioned him in Lei Heng's office before. Although Wang Chan did not know them, he could easily feel the murderous spirit of himself from them.

He gently raised his eyelids, and his eyes swept over the faces of the two. Suddenly, his breath froze. Wang Chan's eyes seemed to have a flash of sword, and the light was all over the sky. In an instant, he looked at the two military bosses. He looked shocked and sweated like rain. He sat on the chair and kept twisting, as if he had seen his whole life. The most horrible scene is the same.

"It's really out of my power. How dare the two native chickens and dogs have malice towards me? I'm afraid that these two people have a close relationship with the Lin family, at least they are the same kind of officials, otherwise they won't be like this. These two people are only about 50 years old. Obviously, they are rich and noble soldiers who have not participated in any war in person. Naturally, they are not as good as the veteran who has survived from the sea of swords and fire.

He also glanced at a glance. Lei Heng just felt that Wang Chan's eyes were fierce and his heart was cold, but Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde simply had no courage. For example, if they met a fierce tiger in the mountain alone at night, they even their feet were weak. If they hadn't been sitting in a chair now and had support, they would have been afraid that they would have been looked at by Wang Chan at once. I have to be paralyzed to the ground and can't get up.

"Young man, come here, sit here, don't be constrained!" Facing the south, the old man, shrouded in the sun, inadvertently flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes. Then he yawned from the wide rattan chair and raised his hand to greet him. His expression was like an old man visiting the neighbors, very gentle and kind.

Wang Chan looked at the old man and felt that he seemed to be a little familiar, and then felt that he had seen his image on TV a long time ago. Wang Chan seldom watches TV, but when he served in Bluebird a year ago, he also watched it several times. In the meantime, there was a scene of the old man making a lecture in the Great Hall of the People.

Although he recognized who the other party was, Wang Chan didn't care too much. Naturally, he would not be restrained in front of the old man. He just found a sofa and sat down casually, as if he were in his own home.

The old man's eyes were projected on Wang Chan. Seeing that he was sitting on the sofa, his whole body was relaxed. Naturally, he showed a solemnity like a god and Buddha sitting in the temple, overlooking all sentient beings. Combined with the information in his hand, he couldn't help sighing gently in his heart. Then he smiled and turned his head to Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde: "Xiao Lin, Xiao Song, it seems that your work was wrong at the beginning. You need to self-examine!"

Although it's just a seemingly ordinary sentence, ordinary people won't care too much when they hear it, but after the old man casually said such a sentence to Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde, the two generals with the lowest rank of major generals became as pale as paper. He wanted to stand up and talk immediately, but he didn't follow Wang Chan recovered from the shock before, and his feet were still weak. He could only lower his head and say cold sweat: "It's because we haven't done a good job. We must reflect deeply."

Then I can't say a word anymore.

Wang Chan sat aside and looked at all this. His heart was bright. He knew what it meant for the old man to "snap" Lin and Song in front of him. At this time, the grudge between the Lin family and himself had quietly risen to the level of national affairs. What Wang Chan did in Siberia was transmitted back to China, which scared a large number of relevant people. The Lin family naturally stood on the opposite side of Wang Chan. The old man's words clearly expressed his unwillingness to conflict with Wang Chan.

"Don't have any pressure in your heart, Xiao Lin, Xiao Song. I didn't call you here today to talk to you about work. It's just a very ordinary private party. Don't care too much."

The old man and Lin Zhenshan again. Song Mingde said a word lightly, then ignored it and turned his face to Wang Chan.

"Wang Chan, right? I don't know you, but I saw Mr. Wang at Fengtian Station and rescued him before I got out of danger with my comrades under my custody. In those years, the mountains and rivers were broken, and Mr. Wang crossed the white mountains and black water. He was known as the King of Kanto, a heroic and chivalrous bone, which was admirable! It's a pity that I was still young at that time and didn't understand too many things. As a result, I missed it. It's a pity!!"

The old man sighed, but opened his mouth with Wang Chan.

"Have you met my old man? Fengtian Station? Wang Chan's eyes flashed, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing between the old man and the old man. However, after a while, he suddenly remembered that the old man did once break into Shenyang City alone and save more than a dozen detained people at Fengtian Station, where he transported military supplies. It's just that the old man went for a large amount of arms hoarded in the railway station at that time, and he was the only one who saved people.

"There is such a thing, but I don't know that you are in the middle." Wang Chan nodded, but did not answer. He only put his eyes over the old man's head and threw them behind the screen behind him.

Although there are only these people in the room on the surface, with the identity and status of the person in front of me, I will not be prepared in advance. Even if he is willing, no one will allow it!

No matter what the ancient emperors did, safety came first. This has always been the case at home and abroad. At least, there are still three people in the room who haven't come out in the dark.

These people are hiding behind the screen. Although they hold their breath one by one, and even the frequency of heartbeat and breathing is surprisingly weak, they still can't hide Wang Chan's induction.

As early as when the vehicle entered the yard, Wang Chan had actually spread his mind and searched the whole area. In his heart, the layout of the whole compound was extremely clear. How many guards, how many hidden piles, how many sentries, and how many masters in the middle were in the middle were all clear and detailed.

The three people around the old man are obviously his personal bodyguards and other roles. Their martial arts skills are first-class and smart. Although they did not appear at this time, they did not dare to focus on Wang Chan. The preparation work was very meticulous, but Wang Chan still knew for a long time that the spirit of these three top masters As soon as he entered the room, he began to collapse tightly. One of them even had a deep hostility to himself.

Wang Chan felt that the breath behind the screen was slightly messy, so he withdrew his eyes and smiled naturally.

"Hmm! It seems that Wang Chan should have found out for a long time. These people are surrounded by me every day and are not comfortable doing anything. I'm so old, I'm still looking at me like a child!" The old man laughed and said, "Don't care about them, let's talk about ourselves. The temperament is solemn, natural, neither humble nor arrogant. Among the young people, I have never seen such a great achievement today. It is by no means a fluke for me to have such a temperament like Wang Chan!"

The old man looked at Wang Chan and nodded, "Lao Zhang, you have been practicing kung fu since you were a child, and you have been with the Prime Minister for many years. I have also met some famous martial artists in the Republic of China, Han Muxia and Du Xinwu, as well as Wansheng after liberation, and Chen Jianning of the Taoist Association. Even some special function masters have seen it. I heard Lao Zhang say that Wang Chan, at a young age, you have condensed Neidan, a vast magical power, and a flying sword. You can directly attack the modern army with one thousand, and even the Russian helicopters can be shot down, which makes me very curious and fascinated. I don't know if you can tell me about this so-called Neidan to the end. What's going on?"

"Inner Dan?"

Wang Chan was calm and not happy with things. After hearing the old man's words, he still couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Even the other people in the room were shocked by the generals. No one understood what it meant at this time that the old man's topic changed to the topic of Neidan.

Wang Chan originally thought that the old man wanted to see him today to make peace between himself and the Lin family. He mediated in the middle, but he didn't expect that this one didn't talk about anything. He opened his mouth and asked what kind of inner elixir he was.

"The golden plate and jade dew are dripping, and the vitality can't be collected. The stone on the back of the unicorn is cracked, and the red branches are broken under the dragon scales..." For a moment, Wang Chan was stunned, but he couldn't help thinking of a poem by Li He.

This poem is a satire of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. It is recorded in the ancient book The Story of Hanwu that the Western Queen Mother on Kunlun Mountain sent an envoy to see Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty asked the Western Queen Mother for immortality. It turned out to be a big dream, and I didn't wait for the Kunlun messenger to come until I died.

Now Wang Chan uses the moral of this poem, that is, the blue bird, that is, the Kunlun messenger that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is looking forward to in this poem.

Moreover, Wang Chan not only thought so in his heart, but also read these four poems in his mouth. With this sentence, in an instant, the atmosphere in the whole room was condensed. Whether it was Mr. Zhang, Lei Heng, or Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde, they almost patted and scolded Wang Chan loudly.

In today's world, at home and abroad, there is no one who dares to say such disrespectful words in front of this old man. I don't even dare to think about this kind of thing. Wang Chan is too bold.

"It's worthy of being the descendants of Mr. Kanto Wang. This courage and courage are heart-wrendoubling." Obviously, the old man was also shocked by Wang Chan's boldness, but then he laughed. Unexpectedly, there was no sign of anger: "I don't know how many emperors in history have spent a lot of money in order to sit firmly in the country for thousands of generations, seeking immortality. How can they hurt the hearts of all nations? The moon is bright in the middle of the sky and night. Poor foremae in the middle of the night, don't ask the world to ask ghosts and gods... I'm not Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and now is not the time for the feudal emperor to take power. The country is the people in charge of the family. I told Wang Chan about Neidan, but I'm just a little curious in my heart, but I don't want to live a long life!"

"Ha ha, how can there be no immortality in this world? At least not yet! Neidan said that it sounds mysterious, but it is actually very simple. It just gathers the essence of human body life in one place, slows down metabolism, and maximizes the physique, so that it will not be polluted. Wang Chan also smiled when he heard the old man's retort. Although he has boxing martial arts, magic secrets, and pride in the world, he doesn't know much about some political things. Naturally, he can't guess the old man's meaning of turning the topic here.

"In fact, I took the initiative to meet today. It is purely a private surname, not a business. Martial arts is the quintessence of the country and the essence of traditional culture. Unfortunately, modern society is the world of gunpowder weapons. The role of martial arts has been greatly weakened, and the current young people There are few people who can bear hardships, and there are fewer people practicing boxing and martial arts. On the contrary, those who have achievements are not as good as before liberation. Wang Chan, if you can practice the inner elixir, it shows that you are everyone in this way. Listening to you, I can also get a concept objectively. If I formulate a policy and launch it in the future, I can also revitalize Chinese martial arts to a certain extent. Let's talk, just talk!"

It seemed that Wang Chan's puzzlement had been seen, and the old man smiled and explained it again.

"It's just this purpose..." Wang Chan's heart moved, but suddenly he understood that the old man took the initiative to come to see him, not talking about the Lin family, nor about kindness and resentment. He only talked about martial arts and internal elixir, just to show his attitude.

Especially at this meeting, heavyweights from all sides were present. The Lin family, the Lei family and themselves obviously represented three different directions. As long as the old man shows a certain will properly, he will naturally be understood by these people and know what to do next and how to do it. And I don't know the mystery. Although he is one of the parties, he is also the same as the duck listening to thunder. I don't know why.

The reason why the old man wanted to show that this meeting was purely a private surname, which also showed his current position.

In politics, whether it is victory or defeat, it is actually an attitude. This attitude is enough to affect everything!

No wonder as soon as the old man spoke just now, the two people of the Lin family opposite were so pale that they couldn't even stand up!!!

"Most of the martial arts in China are now mainly based on performance. In actual combat, we have to rely on fighting, which is almost the same as that of foreigners. But at the beginning, I saw Han Muxia perform gossip palms. Although I was a layman, I could also see that it was a real kung fu, and he improved the knife method for the 19th Route Army. Is it very sharp to kill me? The comrades of the Central Guard Corps are all bodyguards in a million, but from the beginning of the formation to now, no one has been able to form Neidan and practice any magic power like you. So I just want to ask you, everyone, can you practice Neidan by practicing boxing and martial arts?

The old man showed his attitude, and Wang Chan felt much more relaxed.

"Boxing is the ability to kill people, and you can't make an inner elixir by practicing boxing alone. That's just laying the foundation. As long as the foundation is hard, the body, muscles and bones, and fur are thoroughly practiced, and then use qi-nourishing kung fu to nourish the internal organs, refine qi and cultivate self-cultivation. This requires the help of Taoism and Buddhism's qi refining and meditation methods, pure ideas, and refining the spirit. However, Taoism and Buddhist things have high requirements for boxing practitioners. The first step is to sit still and meditate. Only when people are completely quiet can they give birth to wisdom and gain insight into their own bodies. However, in this step, it takes ten years for well-qualified people to get started. The heart is not pure, and the monks and Taoist priests can't do it, so it is impossible for the vast majority of people to form an internal elixir. According to the superstition point, people have become immortals and arhats, not mortals. If everyone can practice boxing into golden elixir, wouldn't the immortals fly all over the sky and arhats have gone everywhere!!"

Wang Chan talked in front of the old man, just like the ancient Jinluan Hall talked about the emperor's metaphysics, the real person of immortal magic, and the national master.

"As for the so-called magic power, it is the kung fu of cultivating life without the surname. In essence, it is the same as boxing martial arts. It is not small in power, but it can't help people form inner elixir. He is like a gun in a soldier's hand. He is just a practitioner's ability to defend himself, which is not the right way. Wang Chan stroked casually, and his palms turned slightly red. He gently skimmed the air in front of him. With a sneer, the air was discharged, leaving only a white line more than half a foot long, which appeared in front of the old man for a long time.

In an instant, the breath in the room seemed to be chaotic, but as Wang Chan put away his hand, without any next action, everything slowly returned to calm. Mr. Zhang and Lei Heng looked at each other and saw a palpitations in each other's eyes. He only felt that Wang Chan's courage was too big. It's extremely lawless to dare to perform martial arts in front of this old man.

Such a person is too powerful. Although there is only one person, he can really make everyone despair with an enemy at some point.

"Okay, okay, okay. The words were in-depth and simple, but it made me talk about something on my mind!" The old man's face remained unchanged, and then praised. Then he stood up and looked out: "It's almost noon. You flew from the northeast early in the morning. Haven't you had breakfast yet? Have a meal here at noon, and then you are talking to Lei Heng. There are some specific things that need to be done by him.

The old man's meaning is very clear. Even if today's meeting is actually over, after dinner, there are some specific details involved, which need Lei Heng to talk to him.

"It's also good." Wang Chan meditated for a moment, and his heart suddenly lit up. At the moment, he did not refuse, so he followed Mr. Zhang to a dining room in the east room.

When eating, no one else spoke. Although the food was very simple, four dishes and one soup, the portions were sufficient. However, Lin Zhenshan and Song Mingde, who were here, did not seem to be in the mood to eat, and they looked restless with the rice bowl in their hands. Only Wang Chan sat with the old man, eating while gossiping, and still not talking about kindness and resentment.

Wang Chan answered casually, neither humble nor arrogant, talking.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter and noise outside the quiet dining room. Then a six- or seven-year-old tiger-headed boy giggled and ran in, followed by a young female soldier.

"Huh? Is it you?

At this time, the female soldier saw Wang Chan at a glance and immediately shouted.

At the same time, Wang Chan also recognized this woman. It was Zhang Xiuer, the spy of the National Security Bureau, who had been arranged by Yue Po's captives in China to be undercover in the red sleeve forest under the pseudonym Zhang Jieyu.

"Isn't this woman the subordinate of Thunder in Guoan? When can you go in and out of such a place as her? Wang Chan was a little surprised.

(to be continued)