Game within game: chess player

Near noon, a black motorcade slowly stopped in front of the Xiyuan gate. Hai Ziqing got out of the car with Ye Fang's help. More than ten other veteran soldiers also got off the car. Everyone stood at the Xiyuan gate for a long time without moving. , seem to be immersed in some kind of memory.

"Let's go in, let's sit and chat." Hai Ziqing raised his hand and everyone filed into the gate of Xiyuan.

"Obama Hai, this is the calligraphy you personally inscribed." As soon as Han Sanpao walked into the gate of Xiyuan, he saw the calligraphy inscribed by Hai Ziqing.

"Why, is it not well written?" Hai Ziqing frowned and said dissatisfied.

"It's getting better and better to say whether to say "Ebino" or not. During the Chinese New Year, write a few couplets for me in front of my house."

After Han Sanpao said that, Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun couldn't help but smile. It was quite interesting to see these old men bickering now.

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory! Hmph!" Hai Ziqing laughed and cursed.

Everyone walked along the verandah towards Qianyuan. When they arrived at Qianyuan, they saw the century-old ginkgo tree. At this time, the ginkgo tree began to turn slightly yellow and made a rustling sound in the autumn wind.

Tables, chairs and tea had already been prepared under the tree. The old people were sitting under the tree very quietly, looking at the ginkgo tree in trance. Everyone seemed to be wandering. Some old people even shed a few tears from the corners of their eyes. Inadvertently, Wipe it down.

Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun stood outside the veranda and watched this scene. Ma Lingyun said softly, "When I was a child, I often heard my grandfather talking about their old squad leader, who was also the patriarch of the Ye family, Ye Zhenguo. Grandpa Ye served in the army all his life, so he He made countless military exploits, but it was a pity that he died on the front line in the end and did not see the prosperity and prosperity of our motherland now."

Only now did Ye Fang know that the head of the Ye family was named Ye Zhenguo, who was the monitor of the old people in the yard when they were young. Everyone misses Ye Zhenguo very much.

"How many children does Mr. Ye have?" Ye Fang asked.

"My grandfather said that there should be three sons. The eldest son and the second son both died in the battlefield. Now the third uncle of the Ye family is left. The eldest son of the Ye family is named Ye Youli, the second son Ye Youzhi, and the third son Ye Youxin , ranked according to Li Zhixin, the third uncle of the Ye family holds an important position in the army, and is rarely seen, and I haven't seen him for many years."

When Ma Lingyun said this, she turned to look at Ye Fang and asked, "Isn't your surname Ye? Aren't you from the Ye family? You should know all this."

"This..." Ye Fang didn't know whether he should say yes or no now.

Neither answer seems appropriate.

Just when Ye Fang was wondering how to answer, a service staff came over and told Ye Fang that the food was ready and the guests could take their seats.

Ye Fang nodded and said, "I'll go over there. The old man should be hungry too."

"Yeah." Ma Lingyun looked at Ye Fang's leaving back thoughtfully. He could see that Ye Fang was deliberately avoiding questions about the Ye family.

Ye Fang walked under the tree and leaned down to whisper a few words in Hai Ziqing's ear. Hai Ziqing nodded and waved his hand to invite everyone into the house for dinner.

Han Sanpao walked into the private room No. 20 of Qianyuan Tianzi and immediately saw two bottles of Maotai [-] Years on the dining table. He laughed and said, "This Maotai belongs to me, and no one can take it from me."

After speaking, he stepped forward, grabbed a bottle, held it in his arms and sat down.

Hai Ziqing sat on the main seat, glared at Han Sanpao, and snorted coldly, "Han Sanpao, can you be a bit promising? There are still juniors here. You are enough to manage Moutai in Xiyuan, right, Ye Fang?" "

Ye Fang smiled and said to everyone, "Although the Maotai liquor is enough, don't be greedy. If you get drunk here, I will be guilty."

"Don't worry, baby! These two bottles of wine are just enough for us to drink." Han Sanpao looked like he was a drunkard.

Hai Ziqing shook his head and said to Ye Fang, "Ye Fang, there are only two bottles of wine at most today, and then you send someone to keep an eye on all the wine. These people are all good at stealing wine."

Everyone laughed after hearing Hai Ziqing's words.

Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun quietly exited the private room and went to the private room downstairs. Ye Fang had someone prepare a simple meal here.

"Let's just have a quick bite downstairs."

Ma Lingyun listened to Ye Fang's words and looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, and said with a smile, "It seems that we can't eat so much."

"I'm afraid the reception won't be good enough. Sit down."

Ma Lingyun is a doctor at the Capital Military Medical University. She can be considered a third-generation celebrity, but she does not have the arrogance of those rich and powerful families, and is low-key and modest.

Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun were very comfortable chatting. They didn't have so much psychological burden, and they didn't think about what should or shouldn't be said, so after eating this meal, the two of them felt much closer.

Two hours later, Su Long came to the private room and told Ye Fang that the cars of the old man's family upstairs had parked at the entrance of Xiyuan, and the security guards from above blocked everyone outside.

Ye Fang looked at the time and said, "It's almost time. It's time to send these grandfathers away."

Hearing Ye Fang's words, Ma Lingyun chuckled and said, "Do you know that these grandfathers rarely get together once a year? How many people wish they could live forever? Why do you want to get them out as soon as possible when they come to your place?" Hui?"

"If they don't leave, I won't be able to do business. I have to pay for the money and drink. Do you think I will lose money?" Ye Fang said with a smile.

"I think you are an evil capitalist." Ma Lingyun laughed and cursed.

Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun walked upstairs together. At this time, loud military songs came from the private room.

"...The broadsword cuts off the heads of the devils. Brothers armed across the country, the day of the war of resistance has come. The day of the war of resistance has come..."

"It's been a long time since I've seen my grandfathers so happy." Ma Lingyun sighed.

"They seem to be particularly happy today." Ye Fang agreed.

Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun quietly opened the door and walked into the private room. The singing still showed no sign of stopping. At this time, the old people seemed to have returned to the war-torn era. Everyone was full of pride and sang heartily. Some old people even They even cried bitterly while singing. Despite this, they continued singing with tears in their eyes.

Ma Lingyun couldn't help but wipe the tears from her eyes when she saw this scene. Ye Fang was also so excited that he even sang along with them in the end.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when the banquet finally broke up. Almost all the elderly people walked out of Xiyuan with the support of secretaries and assistants. The singing did not stop when everyone went out.

The second and third generations of these old men with great military exploits have been involved in politics or the military. Many of them are already high-ranking officials and senior local leaders. However, this is the first time for them to see this scene today. Everyone is interested in Xiyuan. The place has kept its heart, and it has never been able to make these elderly people drunk even at a state banquet. Today, they got drunk in this small garden.

Standing at the entrance of Xiyuan, Ye Fang was extremely embarrassed, looking at the old men who were almost all being carried out, dumbfounded.

Before leaving, Ma Lingyun comforted Ye Fang and said, "Don't worry, I didn't drink much, I'm just too happy."

Ye Fang and Ma Lingyun helped Old Ma to the car and waved goodbye.

"Your boy is famous today."