Chapter 110 [What is identity?] ] (Medium)

Winter in Beijing came particularly early this year. The renovation process of the Beijing Office was very fast, and after listening to Zhang Yang's opinions, Gu Jiatong adopted the general direction of simplicity in the decoration through discussion with the designer. By the end of November, the hotel had been renovated, the wall in front of the door had been torn down and replaced with a bamboo fence, and the courtyard was lined with stone mills, waterwheels, wells, fish ponds, and chicken coops in the style of rural houses. On the wooden shelves on the north side hang bacon, sausages, and cured chicken. Walking into it is like entering an ordinary farmhouse courtyard in northern China, with a simple, natural and friendly style.

The outside of the small building is pasted with antique green bricks, and deliberately pursues an old effect, the name of the hotel has been repeatedly discussed, or adopted Gu Jiatong's suggestion, named the farmhouse courtyard, originally Zhang Yang planned to write a few words by himself, but Gu Jiatong thought that the hotel in Beijing, the plaque inscription is very important, and the celebrity inscription itself is a kind of advertising, so Zhang Yang thought of Luo Huining, Luo Huining had mentioned that she is now studying under the famous calligraphy master Mr. Tianchi, in order to promote the relationship with the Wen family, Asking her for a piece of writing must be a matter of hand, originally Zhang Yang wanted to find Wen Guoquan's inscription, but then I thought about it, is it a bit too much to trouble the vice premier of such a commercial activity, so I thought of the domestic calligraphy master Mr. Tianchi.

Luo Huining happily agreed to Zhang Yang's request after Zhang Yang's idea, not only asked Mr. Tianchi to write an inscription for the farmhouse courtyard, but also invited Zhang Yang to go over with her to get it.

Zhang Yang called Gu Jiatong to go to Wen Ling's rehabilitation hospital, where he would meet Luo Huining.

Although the winter sun was bright, it could hang in the sky without the slightest heat, Zhang Yang and Gu Jiatong pushed the door and walked towards the green Beetle, both of them were wearing black fur coats, walking side by side. looks very compatible, Gu Jiatong specially chose different brands when buying clothes, but the two of them still have a taste of couples when they stand together, but this is Beijing, and they don't need to be afraid of anything.

Gu Jiatong brought a bouquet of flowers, which was for Wen Ling.

Wen Ling's body is also recovering rapidly. During her recovery, in addition to Western physiotherapy, Zhang Yang regularly adjusted some Chinese medicine for her to stabilize her roots, although he did not take the same approach to Wen Ling's treatment as Gu Yangyang. Gu Yangyang is only paralyzed in the lower limbs, and her recovery can be promoted by the dual method of medicine and internal strength. And Wen Ling did recover from a vegetative state. There is no possibility in the cultivation at all. Therefore, her recovery process is much slower than that of nursing.

When Zhang Yang and Gu Jiatong walked into the ward, Gu Yangyang was sitting on the bed, quietly enjoying the noon sun, her eyes were looking out of the window, and the footsteps of the guests did not alarm her attention to the outside scene.

Luo Huining and Feng Yumei were both in the room. Seeing Zhang Yang and them coming in, both of them stood up with a smile, they were both seeing Gu Jiatong for the first time, and Zhang Yang hadn't had time to introduce them yet.

Gu Jiatong had already walked over to Luo Huining, and said with a smile: "Aunt Luo, do you still know me?" ”

Luo Huining was slightly stunned, she only felt that the outline of the girl in front of her was very familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember where she had seen it, she smiled a little apologetically: "I ......"

Gu Jiatong smiled generously: "Seven years ago, you and Uncle Wen went to Dongjiang, and I went to the welfare home with you......"

"Jiatong!" Luo Huining was pleasantly surprised, in her impression, Gu Jiatong was still the young little girl in the past, but she didn't expect that she had become a beautiful woman with a noble temperament, while sighing that Gu Jiatong had grown up, she couldn't help but secretly sigh that the years had passed, the Wen family and the Gu family did not have too deep personal relationships, but Luo Huining's hometown was in Pinghai, she was still very concerned about everything that happened in Pinghai, and she knew everything that happened in Pinghai, Gu Yunzhi made a deep impression on her, in her husband's evaluation, Gu Yunzhi was a person who did things steadily, He is one of the few masters among the feudal officials in China. Regarding her husband's political affairs, Luo Huining is a popular practitioner who does not interfere and does not ask questions. Her husband is in the rising period of politics, so she can do a good job for him with peace of mind, and try not to add trouble to him, in fact, Luo Huining has always done a good job. In the impression of the outside world, she is a good wife and mother, compared with other high-ranking officials' wives who are keen to participate in various political activities and business activities, Luo Huining can even be called low-key, unless she appears on occasions when necessary, she will usually be behind the scenes. Behind an excellent man, there must always be a woman who silently supports him and is willing to pay.

Gu Jiatong also knows that the relationship between his father and Vice Premier Wen exists above politics and outside the officialdom. The two families rarely have any contact, but Gu Jiatong has worked hard in the shopping mall for many years and understands the importance of social relations. It also makes a good impression. She behaved decently, spoke appropriately, and was kind to Luo Huining without looking reckless, so that Luo Huining and Feng Yumei, the two high-ranking officials who were used to seeing the scene, had a good impression of her, and they all had a common feeling in their hearts, after all, they were from different backgrounds, and Gu Jiatong's nobility and generosity were beyond the reach of ordinary girls.

When Zhang Yang was diagnosing Wen Ling's pulse, Gu Jiatong put flowers in the vase, because of her thinness, Wen Ling's eyes were very big, and she looked at Gu Jiatong curiously, after all, there were too few outsiders who came to visit her. Gu Jiatong showed a friendly smile, and Wen Ling also laughed: "Hello, I'...... My name is Wen Ling...... "She still spoke a little stiffly.

"Gu Jiatong! Call me Jiatong! Gu Jiatong spoke capably and neatly.

Wen Ling smiled and nodded, her every expression was very difficult, making people look worried and sympathetic.

Zhang Yang let go of Wen Ling's pulse and said, "Very good." The recovery was a bit faster than I expected. ”

Wen Ling said softly: "Let it be." Compared to the ten years when I was unconscious, I ...... It's satisfying now! Her gaze returned to the window, and the expression on her face was like an ancient well.

Luo Huining handed over her daughter to Feng Yumei to take care of. She and Zhang Yang Gu Jiatong went to find Mr. Tianchi together, Luo Huining did not use the special car, got into Gu Jiatong's green Beetle, and she sat in the back seat. smiled and said: "I can't imagine that this car looks small, and the space inside is quite good, how much is it?" ”

Gu Jiatong was slightly stunned in her heart, speaking in front of Luo Huining still had to go through some careful consideration, she had to consider whether it would bring bad heroes to her father, and said softly: "More than 200,000!" Luo Huining sighed casually: "What is Jiatong doing now?" ”

"Office automation!" Gu Jiatong's answer began to become cautious.

Luo Huining smiled and said: "The country advocates that some people get rich first, and Jiatong must belong to the group that gets rich first, she is a little rich woman!" ”

Gu Jiatong smiled: "I'm a little luckier." I make a little money, but I'm a middle-class person in Beijing at best. ”

Luo Huining said with a smile: "The middle class can't afford to open a Beetle, and besides, there is no class division in our socialist country, and Jiatong's understanding is a little wrong." ”

Zhang Yang also heard that Luo Huining was full of curiosity about Gu Jiatong's wealth, and smiled for Gu Jiatong and said: "Now they all advocate going to the sea, Sister Jiatong belongs to the tide maker of the new era, I think this beetle is not worthy of your identity as a tide maker, you can change an aircraft carrier to open it." ”

Gu Jiatong glared at him and said, "Nonsense." ”

Luo Huining smiled: "Publicizing your mouth is getting more and more neat, and I don't know how many girls to coax in the future." ”

His eyes are so sharp, he has already seen some clues from the performance between Gu Jiatong and Zhang Yang, thinking of Qin Qing who he has seen before, he can't help but sigh that this little Zhang Yang is really a lover. The young man's amorous point was originally beyond reproach. But as a national cadre, it is often associated with the problem of style, which is not a good thing, and it will even affect his future career.

According to Luo Huining's instructions, Gu Jiatong began to come to a courtyard in the southeast of the foot of Xiangshan. This is Mr. Tianchi's residence, and the old man lives here on weekdays because of the remote location. Few people arrive, and it is a rare piece of pure land in the city.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of red leaves, walking on it was like stepping on a soft carpet, making a rustling footsteps, Luo Huining walked between the two. Pointing to the blue-gray eaves peeking out of the autumn leaves in front of him, he said, "That's it!" ”

This is a typical Beijing courtyard house, the black door is hidden, and when she came to the door, Luo Huining wanted to knock on the door, but she looked through the crack in the door, smiled, pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhang Yang and Gu Jiatong followed behind her. But I saw that the old man with white hair was standing in the courtyard and playing Tai Chi soothingly, he was Luo Huining's calligraphy teacher Mr. Tianchi. Zhang Daguan has a deep understanding of martial arts, although he has not formally studied Tai Chi, but he can see the way of the door at a glance at boxing and martial arts.

Mr. Tianchi's boxing technique is soft and rigid, soothing and natural, as if it is one with heaven and earth, and this realm has reached the point of a martial arts master. Laymen look at moves, insiders look at fist intent.

The three of them watched quietly, Luo Huining and Gu Jiatong obviously belonged to laymen, they admired Mr. Tianchi's soothing and elegant movements, while Zhang Yang, an insider, looked at the fist intent, Mr. Tianchi's moves continued, the fist intent was smooth and unhindered, and it seemed that the moves were gentle, but there was endless power in them.

By the time the old gentleman finished Tai Chi all the way, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he was standing there calmly, he had already noticed the arrival of Luo Huining and them. smiled and said, "It's been a long time?" ”

Luo Huining said with a smile: "When I came, the incident I mentioned to you last time was specially brought to Zhang Zhang to come over to pick up the words today." ”

Mr. Tianchi nodded and said, "Okay." You go to the study and help me grind, and I'll write to them later! "Although Luo Huining is the wife of the prime minister, Mr. Tianchi treats her like an ordinary disciple, and there is no difference because of her identity, and it is unceremonious to let her do things.

Zhang Yang and Gu Jiatong didn't know Mr. Tianchi's real surname, and they both said respectfully: "Hello old man!" ”

Mr. Tianchi smiled and said, "Young people are very polite! ”

Zhang Yang said with a smile: "The old gentleman's Tai Chi boxing is perfect, and the deep boxing method is really ambiguous!" If you have the opportunity to complete a little, you should ask the old gentleman for advice. ”

Mr. Tianchi brightened his face: "Young man, what is the truth of your understanding of boxing?" ”

Zhang Yang said this sentence to attract Mr. Tianchi's attention. In fact, he has already had the heart of showmanship, he said with a smile: "Boxing and calligraphy have a common point that reaching a certain state is to forget oneself, forget oneself, and transcend things." ”

Mr. Tianchi's two white eyebrows moved, and he seemed to have moved, and said in a low voice: "It's easy to say, but how many people can really forget themselves?" In his opinion, Zhang Yang just happened to say two profound words, and as for the truth, I am afraid that Zhang Yang himself does not understand.

Zhang Yang said: "Sir, I have also learned some boxing techniques, or I will call you to see!" ”

Mr. Tianchi smiled and nodded.

Zhang Yang took off his fur coat and handed it to Gu Jiatong. Then came to the courtyard, slowly made a Kongming boxing starting style, he played from the morality of the seventy-two ways of Kongmingquan, Kongmingquan and Tai Chi originally had the same magic. The boxing techniques are different, but the boxing intentions have surprising similarities. Different from Mr. Tianchi's soothing, Zhang Yang's punch is both rigid and soft, and it is very chic, but his fist intent is also like the Yangtze River, and the seventy-two Kongming fists are beaten all the way down without the slightest delay and pause, and it seems to be done in one go.

The more Mr. Tianchi looks, the more focused he becomes, and the more he looks, the more he appreciates. This kid's boxing skills are not fur. It has reached everyone's realm at all.

When Zhang Yang would throw the last punch, a maple leaf swayed and landed within the range of his fist. The maple leaf seemed to fall into an invisible whirlpool, spun rapidly, and then suddenly stopped, the maple leaf continued to fall, and was about to fall on the surface of Zhang Yang's feet, when an autumn wind swept by, and the maple leaf turned into a cloud of red smoke. Zhang Yang's internal force has recovered during this time, and the internal strength of the Kongming Fist can be sent out freely, shattering the maple leaf in silence.