The capital, the imperial capital of the imperial city for hundreds of years, can be described as a place where the dragon is hidden and the tiger is crouching!

Dongcheng District, a closed old alley area, there are many private manors and courtyard houses, blue bricks and green tiles, ancient charm still exists!

In today's imperial capital, where every inch of land is valuable, such a large area of old alleys, if measured by money, it is not too much to say that it is sky-high!

This old alley area is not open to the public, but it is famous in the entire imperial capital! For no other reason, it is inhabited by some big people, the only remaining founding fathers and some old men!

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure! In a very high circle, this sentence is the most realistic! Whether it is a few leaders in the imperial court or some military tycoons who hold military power, the ultimate success or failure of a game usually depends on these old men!

What ordinary people don't know is that many big people with a high appearance rate come to this Hutong area, and they all regard themselves as juniors, and often come to discuss family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs with some old men......

Of course, in order to protect these 'treasures' of the state, both the political and military circles have made great efforts and used all kinds of means! Entering and exiting this area is not much simpler than entering and exiting Zhongnanhai, and is even stricter!

In the old alley area, the most central location, there is a private manor that covers a large area, with small gardens, artificial lakes and courtyards~

In the courtyard, in the main house, the fragrance of tea is curling, and the sound of 'popping' is heard from time to time.

"Lao Jing, sometimes I really envy you, far away from the imperial capital, in the ...... of Jiuquan City" A slightly old voice sounded.

"Hehe, what's there to envy? In comparison, I envy the old monk Huiyue, who really sees through the red dust!" Jing Lao chuckled.

On the couch in the main room, two old men sat cross-legged opposite each other, and between them, there was a chessboard, on which were black and white chess pieces, black like ink, white like teeth, extraordinary!

"Master Huiyue, there are hundreds of millions of laypeople in the world, and how many people can see through the red dust? I can't do it, and neither can you, hahaha......" Opposite Jing Lao, sat a chubby old man, with a ruddy face and gray hair, but his eyes were very bright, and there was no cloudy feeling at all.

Jing Lao picked up a white piece and put it on the chessboard: "Lao Feng, you are wrong! No matter whether you can see through it or not, you will eventually turn into a pile of loess! As for whether you can see through it or not, what is the point? If you can become an immortal by seeing through the red dust, then I will see through it without eating or sleeping!"

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right!" The old man, who was called 'Lao Feng' by Jing Lao, laughed a few times, stared at the chessboard, and dropped a sunspot in his hand.

Jing Lao frowned slightly, stared at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, and finally showed a smile: "How many years, your chess style has not changed!"

"The nature of the country is easy to change, and the chess style is the same!" The old man picked up a cup of tea and took a sip: "Lao Jing, this time I came to the capital, I will stay for a few more days, and we will have a good chance of playing chess." ”

Jing Lao put down a white child again and glanced at the old man: "You don't want to fight any idea, do you?"

"Ahem...... the old man coughed lightly a few times, and said with a smile: "You old fellow, your head is still so bright!"

"If I don't have a good light, I won't dare to come to your house. Say, what are you going to think?"

"Lao Jing, Feng Lin, have you seen it?" the old man put down the teacup and twisted the sunspot.

"I've seen it, your grandson, a talent, with a bright future. "Jing Lao is not stingy with his praise, and it is also true.

"I like Belle's girl very much~ And my Lin'er also has some meanings for Belle, you see, let's be an old man, let's match?"

Jing Lao looked at the old man, picked up the dry tobacco pouch, took two puffs, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Okay, you can give me a word. The old man asked impatiently.

"No, I can't. Jing Lao refused without hesitation.

"Why?" the old man widened, unable to guess why Jing Lao refused, and so simply!

Jing Lao put down the dry tobacco pouch and took another sip of tea: "Because Belle already has someone she likes." ”

"Who is it?" the old man was stunned again.

"My grandson, Xiao Feng!"

"......" The old man stopped squeaking, sighed for a long time, and smiled bitterly: "The building near the water gets the moon first!"

"Hehe, if you mentioned this half a year ago, maybe I would try my best to match. Now, forget it, young people's affairs, too lazy to care. ”

The old man nodded slowly, since Jing Bei'er already had someone he liked, then he wouldn't force it anymore! However, he still asked: "Old Jing, to be honest, which one is better, your grandson or my grandson?"

Jing Lao was happy: "The lice on the monk's head, the obvious thing, of course my grandson." ”

"......" The old man was speechless, how could this old guy be so shameless!"You have to give me a reason, or I won't follow!"

"Feng Lin, in terms of appearance, he will not lose to my grandson, in terms of ability, he will not lose to my grandson, and in terms of wrists, he will not lose to my grandson......" Jing Lao thought for a while and said.

"Then where is it worse than Xiao Feng?"

"Temperament and ambition!"

“……”

"To put it bluntly, Feng Lin has not yet been born, and you have mapped out a future path for him, a smooth road......"

"That's right. ”

"But what about my grandson? I have never interfered with his future, he can develop as he wants! Hehe, I am free-range, and you are captive...... The same tiger and lion, you say, which one is stronger?"

After listening to Jing Lao's words, the old man fell into deep thought and did not speak again.

"Lao Feng, Ah Feng's kid graduated from high school, reported in college, and then entered the military world by himself! During this period, I didn't interfere once, everything was his own trouble! Yes, he suffered a lot of crimes, he was stabbed by his companions, his superiors wore small shoes, and even finally crossed the river and demolished the bridge, kicking out of the military ......"

Jing Lao's face was already gloomy, he had no smile at all, and his tone became cold: "However, as long as others don't die, everything will have to be recouped sooner or later! Lao Feng, our relationship is not ordinary, I will tell you the truth, this time I came to the capital, I am here to seek justice for my grandson!"

When the old man heard Jing Lao's words, his hand holding the chess piece trembled: "Old Jing, you ...... Why are you doing this?!"

"Why bother, hum ......" Jing Lao snorted, but the situation in front of him appeared that Xiao Feng returned to Peach Blossom Hutong for the first time after four years......

Xiao Feng knelt down and entered the hall, Jing Lao didn't say anything, and when he saw Xiao Feng's scars all over his body, Jing Lao didn't say anything either, but his heart was trembling...... At that time, he had an idea that he must seek justice for his grandson!

Because the situation in the capital has been turbulent, Jing Lao has been suppressing until today! Now, he took advantage of the matter of 'Zhuge Xin' to accompany Xiao Feng to the capital, ready to seek justice for him!

This time, Jing Lao wanted to see if he was there, who would dare to bully his grandson again! As he said, as long as people don't die, old accounts will have to be collected sooner or later, and it is justified!

"Old Jing, we're all old...... the old man sighed and shook his head.

Jing Lao squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the old man: "Old, so what? They can use Zhuge Xin as a gun, I have no opinion, but my grandson, no!"

"Lao Jing, if Xiao Feng and Zhuge Xin make a big fuss, there will be too many interests involved! In the past two years, Zhuge Xin has gradually become full-fledged and more and more difficult to control, just like ......"

"It's like Xiao Feng two years ago, isn't it?" said Jing Lao unceremoniously.

"Alas......" the old man sighed.

"Lao Feng, I can agree to minimize the fight between the two and participate in this gamble! However, if I notice anything bad afterwards, then don't blame me for ignoring my friendship for many years!" Jing Lao said coldly.

"With you and Nangong Jiyu here, who can play anything! However, no matter which of the two of them wins, they will have to participate in a top-secret mission in the end. ”

"Mission? Hmph, I'm not interested! As long as I prove that the grandson I have cultivated is better than anyone else, and by the way, I am helping him recover his old debts and justice, then that's fine!" Jing Lao's tone was non-negotiable.

Originally, Jing Lao wanted Xiao Feng to seek justice by himself, but no one knew Xiao Feng better than him, in terms of righteousness, he was still accurate, and it was difficult for him to fight against certain circles, and he wouldn't do it!

Since Xiao Feng doesn't have the strength and doesn't want to do it now, then Jing Lao will do it for him!

"Lao Jing, we're all so old, let's not fight for will! Since you've agreed to narrow down the scope to the smallest level, why bother with anything else? Although you forced Xiao Feng out of the military world back then, and even went to Poker, that's also a mission, right?"

", don't think I don't know anything!" Jing Lao was not calm: "Lao Feng, why didn't you let your grandson go to Poker?

"Well, my grandson has not entered the military ......" The old man smiled bitterly: "If the country needs it, I will definitely have no words!"

"Come on, don't those old guys just want to control Poker? I guess the internal strife in Poker is the ghost they created! Ah Feng entered Poker, step by step, and how many people did he bring in? Now that gang has become the mainstay of Poker, and has the right to speak, so ......" Jing Lao said sneeringly.

Lao Feng laughed even harder, he knew that he couldn't hide this old friend! No way, who let the country need it? The interests of the country are greater than everything!

"Lao Feng, you don't give me that nonsense of 'national interests are above everything', when the struggle between Ah Feng and Zhuge Xin is over, I will help him get justice and collect the old account, we will get out of the capital and not play with you!"

"Old Jing, old Jing, alas, ......" The old man sighed, not knowing how to persuade Jing Lao! After all, the affairs of the past were not handled by the ruling figures of certain departments!

"Tomorrow you invite a few old guys over, I have to collect the debt of favors! My grandson is going to mix in the capital, they don't cover it, and my old man saved their lives in vain!" Jing Lao said in a deep voice, he had already made up his mind to set off a storm in the capital!