The hall of this Guantang villa can be called a gathering of heroes, all of whom are leaders. Ye Zhengling, the silver fox who has silver hair but controls the Ye family chaebol, holds a glass of soju poured for him by a small glass in his hand. Most people are not used to drinking this kind of Erguotou, which is no longer produced, and he never gives it to others. A sip is a small sip. , he also wanted to be able to drink until he died.
Yang Wangzhen, who was still vigorous, tasted the Longjing tea brewed by Ye Qingge. This tea had just been brought from the political commissar of the Beijing Military Region. The tea may not be perfect, but the person who gave it to him was someone who could shake up the Beijing Military Region with a shake of his feet; Yang Ningbing died. As the new political upstarts who are about to take charge of a province or a municipality directly under the Central Government, they are very popular. As for Ye Hetu and Ye Qingge, these brothers and sisters are not existences that ordinary people can imagine at all. If life is a game, then they Two are **ugs.
Ye Wudao sat next to Yang Ningsu. He could drink the best Pu'er tea or wild tea worth tens of yuan per pound. As long as the people around him were not ordinary people, it would be a wonderful thing. Just like a woman, if the woman lying on the same bed with you is a slut, even if her skills are a little rusty, she is full of sexual interest. But if she is a dinosaur with yellow teeth and an overweight, no matter how skilled she is in serving others, I am afraid you will be impotent. Devastated.
"In-laws, are you ready to make a comeback?" Yang Wangzhen asked with a smile. People of his generation were very familiar with Ye Zhengling. In his youth, Ye Zhengling was full of high spirits and fought against the Chinese Economic Alliance. He also founded the Yanhuang Club in Beijing, which was very successful. Who wouldn't? Do you know the Ye family nine-tailed fox? The most unobjectionable comment about Ye Zhengling's character is that he must be repaid for his actions!
"I don't have the heart to bother anymore."
Ye Zhengling laughed and said, seeing through Yang Wangzhen's thoughts, "My dear, please let those old immortals who attacked me back then relax. I came to Beijing for no other reason than to see my grandson. As for what happened decades ago, , it¡¯s all rotten, there¡¯s no point in me mentioning it anymore, just bring it into the coffin if you can.¡±
"Really?" Yang Wangzhen had a meaningful smile on his face and stared at Ye Zhengling with his teacup in hand. He seemed to be unable to believe that this paranoid fox was so open-minded. Could it be that the years had really eroded the edges and made him open-minded? , is he no longer as stubborn as he was in the past when he insisted on destroying both the jade and the stone?
"Fake."
Ye Zhengling lowered his head, took a sip of wine, and laughed, "My dear, when the truth comes to falsehood, the falsehood is also true, and when the falsehood comes to true, the truth is also false. What should I do with this truth and falsehood?"
Yang Wangzhen smiled and said nothing. This tea tastes good and has a rich aftertaste.
"Dad, I have a social event tonight that I can't refuse." Yang Ningsu stood up and apologized slightly.
"Go, be careful on the road. Now that you have entered CCTV, you need to be low-key when you start. Big trees attract wind. The water in Beijing is deep. Ning Bing is studying at the party school again. Don't cause trouble for your sister. If you have anything to say, tell me." Yang Wangzhen He nodded.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Yang Ningbing said helplessly.
"Partial." Yang Ningsu made a face at Yang Wangzhen. Both Yang Ye's family knew that Yang Ningsu was the adopted daughter of Yang Wangzhen, but Yang Wangzhen loved her much more than the other children. This has been true for Yang Ningbing's generation in the Yang family They are all involved in politics, but Yang Ningsu is different, which can be seen.
Yang Wangzhen pretended to be slightly angry, while Yang Ningsu ran away with a smile.
"Wudao, drive your aunt off." Yang Ningbing ordered naturally. Ye Wudao nodded, with a calm face, but there was a smile in his dark eyes that no one could notice. Ye Wudao has always been a person who is good at hiding his emotions. He is proficient in psychology and hypnosis, so even if he is better than Ye Hetu and Ye Qingge, he may not be able to guess his thoughts.
When Ye Wudao walked out and followed Yang Ningsu out of the villa, Yang Ningbing sighed softly, turned to look at her father Yang Wangzhen, and said softly: "Dad, you started fighting with that person before, and you haven't stopped fighting for decades. Are you going to let him go now?" Will Wu Dao fight with the Bai family boys for decades? Dad, you have the support of most of the Chinese army, but you are still worried about everything. What does Wu Dao have? His prince dang? In front of the national government, the deep-rooted mystery of the Dragon Gang The organization still doesn¡¯t dare to cause trouble.¡±
"Wudao has me, my in-laws, your mother, the youngest member of the Central Committee in China, his father, his aunt, the Ye family, the Yang family, the Su family in the south, the Yan family in the north, and the prince dang, Ning Bing, tell me, Wu Daoyou has a lot of backers, right? A lot. When I came to the world, I was broke and broke. When his father was making trouble in Beijing, I didn't interfere. There are no cowards in the Ye family." Ye Zhengling He smiled, arrogant and proud.
"Are we all involved?" Yang Wangzhen frowned and hesitated slightly.
"In-laws, I, Ye Zhengling, have always been a helper but not a helper. My grandson killed someone and set a fire. If someone really dares to arrest someone, the most you can do is not send Wu Dao to jail yourself. As for me, I will try to put Wu Dao in jail. Served one piece and let my grandson walk out struttingly."
Ye Zhengling seemed a little dissatisfied. Although the smile was still there, Xiao Liuli beside him could clearly feel the cold and majestic nature of this old man. Silver Fox took a sip of wine and said, "So, you still have to do it after all these years." He is just a newly promoted general, a medium-sized chief of staff of the Chengdu Military Region. If I were you, huh, I would have become the second-in-command of the Military Commission."
Yang Ningbing and Ye Hetu looked at each other, a little helpless. However, knowing Ye Zhengling's temper, no one found it harsh. Especially the person involved, Yang Wangzhen, couldn't help but laugh. He kept saying "you, you, you, you, you, you". The old soldier had a hearty smile of approval on his face. , the cup of tea in his hand seemed to have made a name for itself. Soldiers are like this. The more unabashed their words are, the more pleasing they are. A small part of the reason why they were able to get married in the first place was that Ye Zhengling did not bring the businessman's government and philistines into the Yang family.
"Dad, do you want to know what Wu Dao would say at this time?" Ye Qingge laughed softly, indifferently and peacefully.
"Oh? Tell me." Ye Zhengling asked curiously.
"He will definitely say that if you became the second-in-command of the Military Commission, you would have led a million troops to attack Taiwan and then go straight to Little Japan. Then, the Third World War broke out." Ye Qingge said seriously.
Ye Zhengling was stunned and burst into laughter. Yang Wangzhen was also extremely happy, and Ye Hetu and Yang Ningbing were even more delighted.
Yang Wangzhen held back his laughter and asked tentatively: "What do you mean by the in-laws, that we all do something to help Wu Dao and beat the Bai family boy?"
"Can't we just watch? Hetu, I'm not talking about you. The chess pieces you buried twenty years ago will be rotten if you don't use them anymore. The game of chess in China has come to an end. Who are you still hiding? See? In-laws, you are not right either. You have a breeze on your sleeves and an awe-inspiring righteousness on your body. I won¡¯t say anything about this, but you can¡¯t watch your grandson being plotted secretly. There is no such thing as fairness, and there is no need to train children. What age are you in?! Besides, today¡¯s Wudao doesn¡¯t require extra training.
Ye Zhengling looked excited, calmed down, showed a trace of dignity, sighed heavily, and murmured, "When he came back three years ago, he no longer needed any exercise. What he carried on his shoulders was no less than any of us, no more than any of us." No one is too young. I see it in my eyes. As a grandfather, I am not a good person. Why did I come all the way from the United States? I agreed that I would never set foot in the north again in this life. What do I want to do with my old face?
Yang Ningbing was the first to nod. As a mother, she wished that everything would go smoothly for Ye Wudao.
Ye Hetu smiled bitterly, lowered his head, and saw Yang Ningbing holding his hand, with an unprecedented look of pleading in his eyes. His heart softened and he nodded gently.
Yang Wangzhen frowned in thought, put down the tea cup, and picked it up again.
"I'm not really asking you to do things that go against your bullshit principles, mother-in-law. I'm just asking you to help Wudao watch and be on guard so that he doesn't get caught off guard. The main thing is that I have the weakest control over politics. On the other hand, I can really let you kill people and silence them.
Ye Zhengling shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, you elders, and I, the only old man who is hated by my grandson, are so diligent. It's better for you, good people, to do the hard work. You want to leave the hard work to me alone, and then let me take care of it." infamy.
"What you said, you don't need to tell me, I will do it, otherwise I wouldn't run to Beijing. My dear, don't tell me, I really thought you wanted me to lead the army to kill the Bai family boy. "Yeah." Yang Wangzhen said with a smile.
Ye Zhengling said nothing and looked disapproving. He would never deliberately give face to anyone.
"Grandpa, you are a good person." Xiao Liuli interjected in a low voice, facing Ye Zhengling.
"Me?" Ye Zhengling was stunned, as if he had heard the biggest joke. He touched Xiao Liuli's head and shook his head. He had used iron-blooded tactics to fight business in his life, and among them, there were not hundreds but dozens of people who were indirectly killed by his tactics. Is he a good person? Ye Zhengling had never felt this way, and since that woman passed away, no one had dared to comment like this in front of him.
The first one is naturally the only woman in Ye Zhengling's life.
So Helian Liuli is the second person to say this.
"Why?" Ye Zhengling asked casually with a smile.
Xiao Liuli blinked her watery eyes, tilted her head and said, "Brother Wudao said that a good person is someone who can make everyone he cares about and care about him live easily. He also said that at first he thought Uncle Ye was a good person. A good person. Later, he told me that my grandfather was actually a good person, although he was not very willing to admit it. Brother Wudao said that if one day his grandfather dies and is buried next to his grandmother¡¯s grave, he will say that his grandfather was a good person.
Ye Zhengling has been an iron-blooded man throughout his life. Except for the death of his lover decades ago, he has never shed tears easily.
At this moment, my eyes couldn't help but become moist.