Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 543 Major General Liu Zhenwu

It is still the courtyard in the red-walled compound. It is quiet, simple and majestic, with a calm and majestic aura invisible. Coupled with the heavily armed guards at the door, it looks even more majestic. No matter who sees it, it can't help but

I will feel some yearning and sincere respect.

Although he is already a frequent visitor here, whenever Leng Binghan sees the blue bricks and red walls, the cornices and brackets, the ancient courtyards, and the lush trees, which are engraved with historical traces and condensed memories of the years, his heart will always rise.

Thousands of emotions.

Of course, Leng Binghan came to visit Mr. Wang. Since he had returned to the capital, it would be rude not to visit Mr. Wang. Therefore, after attending the meeting and reception dinner the day before, Leng Binghan went to the capital the next day.

He didn't go anywhere, he went straight to Mr. Wang's residence.

Mr. Wang has officially retired in March this year and no longer holds any position in the central government. He has retired so completely that he has not even joined the Central Advisory Committee. In his own words, he has worked hard for the party and the country.

For the rest of my life, this loess will be buried up to the neck. It’s time to take good care of life and enjoy the blessings. If I’m not reading the Astronomical Network at home all day long, it has already grown into a towering tree. How can it be so easy to shake?

What's more, the old man's physical condition has always been very good. Because he is no longer in a sensitive position, he has fewer worries and acts and speaks more loudly. Even the top leaders of the party and the country, who have been supported by the chief minister, have no regard for him.

, and he was also very polite and respectful.

Leng Binghan has been a regular visitor here for a long time. Naturally, he had no obstructions along the way. He even greeted the heavily armed guards enthusiastically. The guards standing upright at the door also liked this handsome, personable, and...

He is a humble and polite boy who treats these staff members without any airs.

Walking into the inner courtyard, in the quiet courtyard, Mr. Wang looked very good, his face flushed, and he was playing chess with another major general wearing a military uniform and shining epaulettes. The fight was in full swing. The chess equipment used was exactly Leng.

Binghan painstakingly collected for the old man: the chessboard is made of extremely rare torreya wood. The wood has clear grain, elasticity, beautiful color, and exudes the fragrance of resin. When the chess pieces are thrown on it, the sound is like beads falling on a jade plate, crisp and clear.

It is pleasant to the ear, and the chess pieces attached to the board are as stable as Mount Tai. The 361 chess pieces are all carefully carved and crafted from crystal clear jade. The white pieces are slightly emerald green, and the black pieces are thick. They look pleasant green when viewed in the light. They feel cool and refreshing in the hand.

Excellent.

Although the whole set of Go chess pieces is not expensive, it is also unique in its craftsmanship and makes people unable to put it down. It has always been loved by Mr. Wang. He keeps it like a treasure on weekdays and does not show it to others easily. On weekdays, it is always with the old man.

Show off in front of people. Unless you are in a good mood, it is absolutely impossible to use it. I am often so angry that the other old men blow their beards and stare, but they can only lament that Old Wang is lucky enough to find such a good person.

Sun Tzu, who told me that I don’t have this fate? You really can’t force it.

Leng Binghan stopped lightly five or six steps away, and took a look at the major general who was playing chess with Mr. Wang. He was about fifty years old, with a Chinese character face, a short crew cut, a majestic expression, not angry but powerful, and single-minded.

Judging from his appearance, he has a more military temperament than Wang Peihua. It seems that people like him are born to be soldiers.

Leng Binghan has never seen this person in his memory, but the person who can come here to play chess with Mr. Wang must be an old subordinate of the old man and cannot be considered an outsider.

Leng Binghan didn't say anything. He leaned his hands on his lower abdomen and stood upright. He just stood there quietly and watched the battle.

The major general who had been paying attention to the chessboard raised his head and glanced at him, twitching the corners of his mouth, and glanced at the old man again. Seeing that the old man did not speak, he remained silent and looked back at the chessboard.

The staff standing far away hurriedly brought a bamboo chair and placed it next to Leng Binghan. They all knew that Mr. Wang loved his god-grandson very much, even his direct grandchildren.

Not on.

Leng Binghan was not in a hurry. After thanking the staff softly, he went forward to refill the tea for Mr. Wang and the Major General. He also made a cup of tea for himself without being polite at all, and then sat down on the bamboo chair.

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When Leng Binghan came in, both sides had already placed more than a hundred pieces, and the chess game had entered the grappling stage. The chessboard was full of dots, intertwined and uneven chess pieces, and the black and white pieces were all glittering and translucent, even spectacular.

To be honest, although Mr. Wang likes to play chess, he often drags Leng Binghan to play two games with him when he has nothing to do. The chess style is also very exciting and impressive. It is not surprising when you think about it. Mr. Wang once commanded thousands of armies.

Horse, with a wave of his hand, the colors of the mountains and rivers change, and the Yuanrong who fights for hundreds of battles is frightened by his stubborn enemies. The fierce evil spirit emanating from his body is like a tangible substance, penetrating directly into people's bone marrow. If the chess style is sticky, it is abnormal. But

However, his chess skills may not necessarily be perfect, and they are far different from Leng Binghan, who has been good at chess since he was a child.

When playing chess with the old man, Leng Binghan never held back, and often killed the old man to the point of being frightened. Later, the old man no longer dragged Leng Binghan to play chess. After all, the feeling of being "abused" was really not good.

Of course, after playing chess with Leng Binghan, the old man's chess skills have improved a lot. Among the old friends, he is still invincible. He laughed so happily.

Leng Binghan's chess skills are already higher than Mr. Wang's, and by observing from the sidelines, it is easier to see the key point. It is easy to see that this major general plays murderously on the surface, but secretly he is very skillful and his chess skills are obvious.

He was superior to the old man, but he seemed to be giving in deliberately. It was obvious that the old man had flaws several times, but he turned a blind eye. However, it was not very obvious and it was not easy for ordinary people to see it.

"A true gentleman watches the chess without speaking." Leng Binghan watched the chess quietly without saying a word. Even the expression on his face did not change at all. He only occasionally picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Mr. Wang made a move with a black stone, while the opponent held a white stone in his hand and was about to make a move. Suddenly his eyebrows twitched, as if he had seen the strange and urgent changes in the chess game, and he pondered before making a move.

It turns out that Mr. Wang's move just now was derived from a stolen lesson he learned while playing chess with Leng Binghan. At first glance, it seemed ordinary, but then the move suddenly fell, and a strange soldier emerged, making a huge change. If the opponent did not respond,

, there is a great danger lurking in the lower right corner, but if one man should hold on, the other place will be under siege. The old man was often caught in this dilemma.

The major general pondered for a long time and found it difficult to follow the example. Finally he pushed the chessboard, took a long breath, shook his head and sighed: "The old leader is still better at chess, but Zhenwu is not as good as others, so I am willing to be defeated."

Seeing that Mr. Wang had won, his face did not have the usual joyful look on his face. Instead, he smiled and cursed: You brat, you have deliberately given up to me several times, do you really think I am an old fool?"

Seeing that his thoughts were exposed by Mr. Wang, the Major General couldn't help but blush. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Mr. Wang put the chess piece in his hand on the plate, turned around, and greeted Leng Binghan with a smile.

: "Xiaohan, you're here. Look at the trick I just used, wasn't it good?" His eyes were kind and soft.

The major general also turned his head and looked at Leng Binghan with bright eyes.

Leng Binghan smiled slightly, stood up, bowed slightly, and said hello to Mr. Wang: "Hello, grandpa!"

If Mr. Wang is the only one here, Leng Binghan's behavior will naturally not be so polite, but in front of outsiders, it is better to be more restrained.

"Come on, Xiaohan, let me introduce you. This is Liu Zhenwu. You can call him Uncle Liu."

"Hello, Uncle Liu!" Leng Binghan also greeted the major general politely.

"Ah, you are Xiaohan. I have admired your name for a long time." Liu Zhenwu did not dare to exaggerate, so he stood up, looked at Leng Binghan up and down with great interest, and said with some amazement. As he spoke,

He held the cold hand vigorously and shook it enthusiastically, as if this was the only way to express the emotions in his heart.

In fact, when he saw Leng Binghan just now, he had some guesses in his mind. After all, there were only a few people who could freely enter and leave Mr. Wang's place. Although he had never seen Leng Binghan, at his level, how discerning he was.

Old and spicy? Leng Binghan has extraordinary momentum and is obviously different from ordinary people. Besides this "famous" Leng Binghan, who else can there be?

When shaking hands, as soon as the palms of the two people touched, Liu Zhenwu's eyes radiated a sharp light, and he looked at Leng Binghan in surprise.

As the saying goes, "As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know whether he is there or not." With this handshake, Liu Zhenwu realized that the old man's most beloved god-grandson in front of him was definitely a practicing master. Although his cold hands looked like white jade, they were more delicate than

Many girls' hands are smooth and delicate, with no roughness or scars at all. But Liu Zhenwu can feel the huge energy contained in them.

Liu Zhenwu has seen many young people with special skills. He can pick out at least ten or eight of his subordinates, but Leng Binghan is the god-grandson of Mr. Wang, and he is also the son of Leng Yunyi, the secretary of the Chongqing Municipal Party Committee.

The youngest son, who is an out-and-out yameni, actually has such skills, which is indeed beyond Liu Zhenwu's expectations.

Perhaps sensing Liu Zhenwu's surprise, Leng Binghan greeted him with a friendly smile.

Liu Zhenwu also returned Leng Binghan's smile.

At this moment, Liu Zhenwu's impression of Leng Binghan changed a lot.

Although Liu Zhenwu is not a martial arts master, he who has served in the military knows very well that if he wants to develop excellent skills, he must practice three nines in the winter and three days in the summer. What kind of unremitting efforts are required for a long time?

Perseverance? People who can endure this hardship are extraordinary in terms of perseverance.