Chapter 8 The generation of the Ye family is mediocre

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The old man has been in a small quadrangle courtyard for more than 20 years. He has been indifferent to the ups and downs of Beijing for more than 20 years. He has never gone out to guide the country. His ambition and ambition have long been flattened. The old man is a thousand miles away. He may have had such an idea in the early years. As he grows older, his thoughts are gradually changing. Now he wants to be quiet all day long. If it hadn't been for Ye Hetu, the old man would have forgotten what his identity was.

Ye Hetu was suddenly scared by the old man. This place was called by the master. The old man and the master were old friends. When he first came here, Ye Hetu thought that he had entered the wrong door. At that time, the old man was carefully trimming the flowers and plants, like a hard-working gardener, he did not care about the sudden intrusion of Ye Hetu, or It was the token taken out by the Ye Hetu for the old man to see. The old man must have ignored the Ye He Tu and continued to trim the flowers and plants in the yard.

Even a fool knows that the old man is not a simple person. He can laugh when he hears that Zhao Qijun was slapped hard by Ye Hetu. Can ordinary people have such courage? A magnificent Zhao family, in the hearts of Ye Hetu and the old man, actually had no weight at all. When he first arrived in Beijing, Ye Hetu knew nothing about this place. He said that the task, the old man hooked up and saved a lot of energy for Ye Hetu. Without the help of the state to cover his passport and identity, it was a lot of trouble.

Although the task is not small, the old man once doubted Ye Hetu's ability, but because he has a close relationship with Ye Hetu's master, since Ye Hetu is his disciple, it is more or less credible.

From beginning to end, the identity of the old man is an unsolved mystery. He retires quietly in an unknown alley in Beijing. It seems that such an old man can catch a large area everywhere, but involving a large number of connections from the side and that unusual task, the identity of the old man must be not small, and it may be put out. It can also cause a wave reaction. Looking at the current situation, the possibility is too small. No one expects that the old man in a small courtyard is as unknown as a martial arts master hidden in the city.

Ye Hetu, who got off the plane, planned to visit the old man from the beginning. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yunle, a small office director, and Zhong Zhigang, who learned about Ye Hetu's return through other channels, were delayed for a while. The old man who is destined to stay in Kunlun for the rest of his life is the same as the old man who is destined to stay in the courtyard for the second half of his life. Ye Hetu heard that other elders in Kunlun talked about the master in private. It is said that there was a glorious era. Presumably, the old man in front of him, like the master, some years belong to them. As for why he quit, everyone has an unspeakable secret.

"What are you going to do next?" The old man followed the question. Ye Hetu came here unscathed. The task was obviously completed, and the man's apprentice really did not let me down.

"How to say, it should also give me a reward." Ye Hetu seemed to smile. He walked to the edge of the yard to enjoy the pot of Phnom Penh Orchid. He was in the same room with Lanzhi. He was in a good mood. I'm afraid that the teacher's mood had already been separated from the world like the old man.

The old man thought for a while and asked, "Are you in the army or in politics?"

Ye Hetu shook his head, which was uncertain.

"I have no idea yet. I'm going to Qinghai after a while. When I come back, I should also be notified."

"Xiao Ye, don't blame me for talking too much. Whether you are in the army or in politics, some words can't be said indiscriminately, and some things should not be done with your will, which is not good for your future." The old man said to Ye Hetu earnestly that from the perspective of his friends and the old man himself, Ye Hetu is a good seedling, and a good seedling should be carefully cultivated.

"Of course I know this." Ye Hetu, who played with a pot of fairy balls, said without looking back. If what the old man said was all nonsense, Ye Hetu would certainly not be called a teacher.

The old man is not a reckless martial artist. He knows how to camp step by step and grow lotus under his feet. From the bottom of my heart, I didn't pay much attention to the Zhao family, but I won't ignore the influence and actions of the Zhao family. I have been keeping a low profile for 20 years and don't plan to come back. The Ye Hetu in front of me made the old man change his plan. There are some worries that can't be put down. It will be too difficult for a while. Stay in the courtyard for 20 years, polishing the original sharpness and I'm unwilling, but there are some things that I still can't let go of. Now that I have hope and candidates, how can I let the thoughts that have haunted me for most of my life follow me into the coffin?

"How do you plan to welcome the revenge of the Zhao family?"

"The soldiers come to block, and the water comes to cover the earth. I'm a little man who can't rely on. What can I do with the Zhao family? He can't hurt me. It's even more a joke. Ye Hetu laughed and said, no matter how strong the Zhao family is, what can it be?

The old man looked at Ye Hetu with admiration. The young Ye Hetu had infinite potential in his heart. Being frivolous was not a bad thing in the old man's eyes. Dimly, the old man saw a trace of his own shadow on Ye Hetu. Others thought that there was a strong enough backstage behind Ye Hetu before he dared to be arrogantly brazen in the military region. I did it, but I didn't expect that there was no backstage behind Ye Hetu.

"You hit the Zhao family today. Not surprisingly, the Zhao family has been sending someone to investigate your identity." The old man stroked the jade wrench on his right hand slightly. The jade is warm and pure in nature. Confucianism pursues the realm of warmth like jade cultivation, which has the meaning of nourishment. The rain moistens it. The quality of jade depends not on whether there is time, but on whether the quality of the owner reaches the realm of non-indifferent and clear ambition.

Ye Hetu smiled and asked the Zhao family to investigate. They couldn't find out the previous 20 years. Even if the Zhao family has the ability to communicate with heaven, it can only find traces of themselves and that task.

"Xiao Ye, why did you go abroad?" The old man couldn't help asking that he had used more than 20 years of dusty resources for Ye Hetu to go abroad.

Hearing the old man ask this, Ye Hetu's eyes were slightly dim and he inadvertently said, "It's to find my parents who have been separated for many years."

When the old man heard Ye Hetu's answer, he sighed slightly. He was also a child who had not seen his parents since he was a child.

"Did you find it?"

"I found it. My father doesn't recognize me very much. My mother has passed away, and there are still a few brothers." Some self-deprecating Ye Hetu shrugged his shoulders. His relatives saw that more than 20 years of separation, this strangeness was not created by a day's cold.

"Your surname is Ye. I remember that I knew several people surnamed Ye. What's your father's name is? I don't know if I know him." The old man had some sympathy for Ye Hetu's experience. Blood was thicker than water. How could he say that he didn't know him?

Ye Hetu whispered, "His name is Ye Zhengling."

Looking back on several old people surnamed Ye, they were instantly dull when they heard this sentence.

"Ye Zhengling is your father?" Holding Ye Hetu's hand tremblingly, the old man said excitedly that the suppressed emotions burst out in an instant, and his tone was a little unstable.

Yes, I should have guessed when he sent the child. After so long, I didn't see the similarity between the child and Ye Zhengling. It was clearly carved in a mold. The old man recalled the past bitterly and looked at Ye Hetu and didn't know how to open his mouth for a moment.

Ye Hetu was quite surprised by the old man's reaction and asked, "Do you know him?"

The old man invaded the past and was broken by Ye Hetu's words. He didn't just know Ye Zhengling. Among the people in those years, no one was unfamiliar with Ye Zhengling, especially the old man in front of him. He couldn't be more familiar with Ye Zhengling, because Ye Zhengling had a name for the old man, uncle.

"Xiao Ye, no, kid, do you know my name?" The old man finally mentioned this, which made Ye Hetu curious.

"When he came, the old man said, don't ask your name. You will naturally know when you should." Ye Hetu found that the old man's hand holding him trembled slightly.

"Even if your father is here, you have to call me uncle respectfully." The old man slowly said this answer, which made Ye Hetu immediately stunned.