Chapter 148 Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin

It turned out that the noisy training ground had returned to calm. Under the rare calm, Ye Hetu was relying on the only chair on the side of the field to close his eyes to refresh himself. Without the instruction of the instructor, the four people who were idle felt that life was not very full. It seemed that what the predecessors said was that life was in sports.

The completely closed iron door was opened, and an old man came in from the iron door. The old man's body and bones may not be as good as before, but his majestic posture when walking was still the same, and he was not angry and arrogant. When several special forces in the training ground saw the old man, they had a kind of heartfelt respect, not the deliberate respect of the superiors, but the capital that the old people had to make them admire from the bottom of their hearts. Ye Hetu, who was lying on the chair to refresh his life, saw the old man enter the training ground. He quickly got up from his seat and walked in the direction of the old man.

The old man who came in was obviously the most important Yan Lao in the military region.

"Old Yan, what wind blew you here?"

Ye Hetu laughed. If the expectation is correct, the Special Forces Competition is about to begin.

"How's your training going, boy?"

Mr. Yan stared at Ye Hetu and pretended to be serious. It is completely a gamble to hand over a special team to Ye Hetu. Bet that Ye Hetu can refresh him and understand the affairs of the Ming Tombs of the Thirteen Emperors from some one-sided perspectives. Mr. Yan is not fighting an uncertain battle. Ye Hetu has risen to a certain height from the side in his heart.

"Of course, I can't take Mr. Yan's words as a deaf ear." Ye Hetu said ha ha ha, and gestured to the back by the way. Seeing this, the four soldiers quickly came over and stood in a row, waiting for the chief to review. At the stage of assessment, you must come up with real materials to make it sense.

Mr. Yan looks at the past and is more satisfied with the mental state of the current team. If he goes on the field to kill the enemy, he has to exert all his spirit, and he will be defeated. A soldier who is depressed and kills the enemy on the battlefield can only be cannon fodder.

"They should be able to participate in the game directly now."

Ye He Tunu opened his mouth for five days of training. If he is not qualified to participate in the so-called special forces competition, he can directly buy a piece of tofu and kill him. Although the training method is a little extreme, the good thing is that everyone sticks to it without hesitation. The troubles after forcibly improving their strength are not endless, but there are still some side effects.

"Is this true?"

Lao Yan's tone was questioning. There were still three days before the game. Ye Hetu came to the military region to train this group of soldiers in less than a week. What kind of results could be achieved in a week? Mr. Yan didn't know, but there was a way to assess them.

"It's almost no problem to enter the top five." Ye Hetu said casually. The overall quality of these special forces is quite good. The final ranking competition should focus on Tang Aoran. Tang Aoran of the Tang family has a good foundation. The potential that can be exerted is undoubtedly the greatest. The slightly inferior qualification should belong to Wang Qiangbao. Liu Lin and Zheng Yang barely make do with it. The competition of the special forces competition should be the end of the tiger list. The competition on the right may be lower. Tang Aoran, who is about to get close to the bottom of the tiger list, should also be able to compete for the top few.

"Ky, don't talk too much."

Mr. Yan finally showed a smile on his face, hehe said.

"I know what I'm talking about."

Ye Hetu was conceited that if he didn't have so much time, he would have wanted to replace these people to participate in the special forces competition, which would save trouble.

"Okay, young people just dare to think and do it!"

Yan Lao's conceited answer to Ye Hetu was not only not dissatisfied, but also had a trace of appreciation in his eyes. Young people like Ye Hetu are talents worthy of his solicitation.

"Lao Yan, I know what you mean, but I don't want to work under anyone."

Ye Hetu, who understood the meaning of Yan's old saying, smiled and said that the wise can't get rid of the fate of being driven by people. It can't be regarded as a smart person. I have to say that many people are smart people, but they still can't get rid of the fate driven by people.

"Where will you go?"

Mr. Yan's hoarse voice was unwilling to ask, and he couldn't let go of such an excellent young man after all. Now Ye Hetu, he does not dare to control it rashly. The example of the Liu family is in front of him. This kind of young man is a tiger with an open mind. He can only deal with it. If the maneuver is not done properly, he will fall into the revenge of the tiger.

"The world is big, and the four seas are home. As long as you think about it, you can't go anywhere."

Ye Hetu smiled, and there was quite a meaning of looking at something in his smile.

"I don't force you to keep you. Three days later, the special forces competition begins. As an honorary instructor of the special team of the Beijing Military Region, it is necessary for you to be in the second round. I will be there at the beginning of the competition.

After getting Ye Hetu's vague answer, Mr. Yan didn't go into it. Since Ye Hetu was in his side, it was useless for him to retain him. It's just that he hasn't been able to find out the identity of Ye Hetu so far, which makes him a little curious.

"When it's time to go, I will go."

Ye Hetu nodded.

"I owe you a favor this time. If you have anything in the future, you can come to me in the military region."

It seems that Mr. Yan still refuses to give up the last opportunity. Ye Hetu has to agree for the time being. Maybe he will have to trouble Mr. Yan out of the mountain to settle down if he causes big trouble in the future. The Yan family has a lot of weight in the military area. At the critical moment, it can play a big role. Since Mr. Yan took the initiative to throw the olive branch, he doesn't mind putting it next.

"Young people, I heard the news of the Guqin in the Tang Dynasty from the Forbidden City. I don't know if you are interested?"

Seeing that Ye Hetu agreed, Mr. Yan threw out another message. Nowadays, young people are getting less and less popular with these things, resulting in the loss of many valuable things for a long time. He just casually asks Ye Hetu to see if this different young man has a common hobby with him, and is more interested in antiques and other things.

"Pei Guqin in Jiuxiaohuan in the Tang Dynasty?"

Ye Hetu's face really showed a curious face. Seeing this, Mr. Yan was gratified from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that the young people in front of him could still pick up what they valued.

"Nine Xiaohuanpei, sycamore noodles, fir wood as the base, the whole body is purple paint, and there are many places of paint to repair. Is that what Mr. Yan said?

Ye Hetu said slowly that he knew the news of this famous piano as early as Kunlun. He didn't expect that it would reappear in the Forbidden City now, so it was necessary to see the guqin that can be said to pop up the "sound of dawn". It is rumored that people who can't use the nine-circle piano, even if they master many skills of playing the piano, they can't play a satisfactory tone. Only those who have really studied this piano can know how to play the natural sound that only exists in the rumor.

"That's right, I didn't expect you to know it."

Yan Lao praised. The impression of Ye Hetu has deepened a little.

"The Preface of the Tibetan Piano Record says: 'There are dozens of ancient guqin, of which the fir is actually three-four out of ten, and the most famous guqin and the most famous guqin made by everyone are all made of fir, and the surface of the pond and swamp is tung." Jiuxiao Huanpei is really a treasure in the piano.

Ye Hetu said carefully that this insight made Mr. Yan even more impressed. He must have made a lot of efforts to master such a profound knowledge.

"I'm looking forward to what kind of surprise the Forbidden City will bring me. At least this piano is one."

Ye Hetu smiled slightly and said, it seemed that he had to go to the Forbidden City again, and it was time for Xuanyuan Jiacheng to give the answer.