"I understand. I can't be the knife that hurts you, but I still hope you can understand what kind of burden you are carrying on your shoulders. Zhuangzi dreamed of a butterfly in the morning. I will give you time to experience it."
In life, one must go through all kinds of emotions and worldly affairs in order to complete self-transformation.
I had wanted to arrange a blind date for him with the girl from the Qiao family, but now it seems that’s not necessary.
"Xiao Zheng, let's go." Old Master Yong turned and walked towards the car.
No one knows better than him how stubborn this bastard is, but he just hides it well.
Seeing that the old man had temporarily compromised, Yong Zhixu felt the need to coax him a little, "Grandpa, haven't you had breakfast yet? Let's go out for breakfast together?"
However, what he got was a glare from Old Man Yong. "Don't be so ungrateful. I think you're wasting your talent by joining the Chamber of Commerce. You should go to the United Nations. If you had been in the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge Liang wouldn't have had to worry about having a successor. You sharp-tongued bastard, if you dare to talk so much again next time, I'll sew your mouth shut!"
The old man left cursing.
Yong Zhixu rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingertips awkwardly, then tactfully said nothing more and watched the two old men leave.
After they left, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked lightly towards Tang Xili's house.
The autumn wind blew the white clouds away from the sky. The blue sky was as clear as a lake, and his heart swayed with the wind.
Tang Xili, who was behind the door, heard footsteps coming from outside the gate. Her heart suddenly became confused, and she turned around and tiptoed towards the villa like a thief.
Xiao Jiang was practicing Ba Duan Jin in the yard. Through a window, she saw a figure and a dog sneak past. Thinking her house was burglarized, she shouted, "Who is it?"
The sudden sound startled Tang Xili, who was feeling guilty. When she saw that it was Xiao Jiang, she immediately put her finger to her lips and made a gesture to keep quiet.
Xiao Jiang was about to blurt out the word "Madam" but swallowed it back.
Yong Zhixu, who was outside the door, heard a shout from inside. His eyes flashed and he looked through the hollow iron wall towards the courtyard. He saw a slender figure standing in the courtyard with her back to him.
His amber pupils froze for a few seconds. Didn't she go into the house? Why was she in the yard?
And she seemed to be walking towards the villa, holding the things he had just given her in her hand. Could it be that she didn't go into the house?
The man collected his thoughts and pressed the smart doorbell.
Xiao Tao, who was helping the aunties set the table in the living room, checked the electronic screen and said, "It's Mr. Yong, but the lady isn't home..."
As he was talking, Tang Xili walked in. Xiao Tao's eyes lit up, "Madam, you're back. Mr. Yong is looking for you..."
"Please ask him to come in."
Like a hot potato, Tang Xili placed the gift bags on the sofa in the living room. When she heard that Xiao Tao had already gone to invite people, she became nervous for some reason.
No, this wasn't the emotion she should be feeling.
I've seen all kinds of scenes, it's not that serious.
Just a man.
She took a deep breath and suppressed the strong throbbing feeling.
Footsteps were heard from outside. Tang Xili turned around, her face regaining its impeccable indifference. Seeing the tall figure of the man enter the room, she said lightly, "Mr. Yong, you are here. Breakfast is ready. Please come this way."
Yong Zhixu wasn't sure if she had heard anything, but he didn't rush to test her. He nodded politely to Tang Xili and said, "Thank you, Miss Tang Xi."
The two of them went to the dining room together.
There were several hearty breakfast items on the table, including buns, pies, pasta, etc.
Normally everyone eats together, but today Yong Zhixu was there, so Bella and the others took breakfast to another dining room first.
During the meal, Tang Xili ate absent-mindedly, and Yong Zhixu was also lost in thought.
After breakfast, Yong Zhixu asked, "Miss Tangxi, can you play chess?"
Tang Xili didn't know why he suddenly asked this, so she nodded and said, "A little bit."
"How about the next one?"
"OK."
The two came to the small living room on the second floor.
The living room is bright and decorated in a purely French style with a romantic touch.
Tang Xili set up the chessboard, and the two of them sat on the floor on the expensive handmade wool carpet. "What kind of chess would you like to play, Mr. Yong?"
"Just go."
Tang Xili chose the black chess piece and placed it randomly at the intersection of a chess square.
Yong Zhixu picked up the white piece with his two fingertips and placed it on the intersection next to Tang Xili's black piece.
The sunlight shines on the chessboard, the white pieces are as white as egg white, and the black pieces are as black as crow blue.
Yong Zhixu picked up another chess piece and rubbed it between his slender fingertips. "Yongzi?"
"What's the meaning?"
"It's the name of chess. 'Chess pieces come from Yunnan, and those from Yongchang are the best.' Chess pieces from Yongchang are called Yongzi. The Ming Yitongzhi says: 'The chess pieces from Yongchang are the best in the world.'"
Yong Zhixu picked up a black seed, raised it into the air, and placed it between the Tangxi pear and the setting sun. "The black seed looks like jasper when viewed from above, and like a dot of lacquer when viewed from below. The white seed is like fat jade and as delicate as a baby's skin. Miss Tangxi, you have good taste."
Tang Xili looked up and saw that the black chess pieces in the sunlight looked like clear autumn water in a pond, with green rings flashing around the edges, which was extremely beautiful.
This chess set was given to Ji Fuzheng by her father. She played it occasionally and didn't pay much attention to it.
"Very precious?"
Yong Zhixu nodded. "The craftsmanship has been listed as a national intangible cultural heritage. Each chess piece is made by grinding agate, jade, and other minerals into powder, calcining them into a paste, and then dripping them out. It has been famous for thousands of years and was once given as a state gift to foreign politicians."
Tang Xili never thought that a set of chess pieces would have such a long history. The culture of the motherland is so profound that there is no end to learn.
"Thank you for your advice, Mr. Yong."
But what Yong Zhixu really wanted to say was not this, "Miss Tangxi, the person outside just now was my grandfather. An Baoshan asked him to come. What do you think?"
Tang Xili's expression turned cold. She placed a white piece, thought for a moment, and said, "Kill with a borrowed knife!"
"Miss Tangxi is really smart," Yong Zhixu praised. "Do you think he will only lend this one knife?"
Tang Xili's lips curled coldly, "Of course not, the more knives the better."
If I guessed correctly, the An family was looking for her mortal enemies and enemies, trying to get them involved and use others to get rid of her.
Yong Zhixu saw that she had a clear mind, and with his beautiful joints, he picked up a black piece and placed it on the chessboard. "Ms. Tangxi, it's time to respond."
Tang Xili gave him a sly smile. "Mr. Yong, if you're only thinking about this now, it's too late. I play chess differently from others. Others look three steps ahead before they make a move, but I look twenty steps ahead before I make a move."
"Oh?" Yong Zhixu's eyes lit up with a hint of delight. "So, Miss Tangxi has already made preparations?"
Tang Xili remained silent, not saying anything. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Mr. Yong, guess how many years ago did I predict that the An family would capture my sister?"
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