Qiulin held the phone, with an indescribable look of horror in his eyes, and even his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?" Liang Chen didn't hear the content on the phone clearly. Seeing that his expression was wrong, he asked frowned.

"My old man said he wanted to see you." Qiulin turned to look at him and swallowed with difficulty.

"Who? Your father?" Liang Chen was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react.

"No, no, it's my grandfather, the real old man and ancestor in the family." Qiu Lin's face became ugly, and his fingers were pale because of the force.

"Old Master Qiu? Why did he see me?" Liang Chen was also surprised. Unexpectedly, the old master of the Qiu family wanted to see him, which was a bit beyond his imagination.

"How can I know? I don't even know how he knows your existence. Since he became sensible, the old man has been thanking guests in a closed door, and he can't see many people asking for it. This is the first time I saw the old man directly pointed out who he wanted to see, and his attitude was so firm that I had to bring you within an hour." Qiulin threw the cigarette butt out of the car, started the car, and took a deep breath and said.

Liang Chen didn't say anything, just frowned and thought deeply, and then asked for a while, "What does this mean?" He turned to look at Qiu Lin with a very serious expression.

Mr. Qiu is now nearly a hundred years old. He is the old general who participated in the revolution before the founding of the country. He is a red ghost who participated in the Long March. He was once very high in status and powerful incomparable. Although he is now brief and does not care about the world, he is still one of the cornerstones of the country. He is one of the most powerful retired veterans among the top leaders of China. Even every word can cause a political earthquake. Such a person is directly named to see him. Liang Chenwei really can't guess why, whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

However, no matter what, he must meet Mr. Qiu on this side, and he can't hide it no matter how hard he hides.

"I don't know." Qiu Lin shook his head, his expression became solemn, and he replied while driving.

"Will it be related to what happened a few days ago?" Liang Chen was silent for a while, took a deep breath. Even with his calmness and intestines, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this moment. After all, the position of the person he was about to face was too high and his weight was too heavy. He never imagined that he could meet such a big man. But now he didn't feel any honor at all, but he felt the unparalleled heavy pressure, which made him breathless.

"We did that thing very concealed, how could the old man know? It's impossible, he wouldn't know." Qiu Lin shook his head viciously. Rather than denying this matter, it was better to say that he was going to grab the last straw. If the old man really knew about this matter, the consequences would probably be quite serious. Three years of confinement is a little bit, and I'm afraid he would be thrown into the courtyard for the rest of his life.

"What if I know?" Liang Chen sighed.

Qiu Lin was silent again. After a while, he suddenly stopped the car, "Liang Chen, go, I will arrange for you to fly away immediately. Even Jiangcheng should not go back and go abroad to avoid the limelight."

"Ha, if the old man really knows this, it seems useless even if he hides in the sky, right?" Liang Chen smiled faintly, tightened his clothes, and leaned back on the back of the chair again, "It's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster. Drive."

"I've implicated you." Qiu Lin gritted his teeth and whispered.

"If you are brothers, don't talk so much nonsense. Let's go." Liang Chen had already closed his eyes and began to calm down. After experiencing the initial tension, his expression gradually calmed down.

"Life and death are the same. If the old man wants to punish you, even if he dies, I will accompany you." Qiulin gritted his teeth and said, with the accelerator under his feet, the car rushed away again.

The car slowly entered the downtown area and turned into a spacious alley.

The alley is deep, with bluestone pavement, and the streets are lined with blue-gray courtyard walls. There are many courtyards, and I don’t know where to go deeper.

The whole alley is full of ancient charm, as if it is not disturbed by the modern world at all. It is still the style of the 1920s and 1930s, and a feeling of being born in the world is revealed from the bones.

However, everyone nearby knows that this is one of the most famous alleys in Huajing, and it was once called General Lane. In this alley, there were more than 30 generals from countries living in it, and the stars of generals were shining.

However, years have grown old and years have urged, and the generals of that year have gradually passed away one by one and disappeared into the dust of history. The General Lane decades ago has now been in name only, but there are still several remaining old generals living here. General Lane still trembles the entire Huajing and even the entire China.

At the end of the alley, in front of the brick wall of the blue-gray Mingcheng, the car stopped. Qiulin got out of the car with anxiety, his lips were a little dry and skinny, but turned around and saw that Liang Chen was still as calm as before. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was not as good as him.

"This is where my grandfather lives." Qiu Lin smiled bitterly, looked at Liang Chen, and walked over and knocked on the copper door knocker on the red painted wooden door.

Then, the door opened, and an old man in his seventies opened the door and saw Qiu Lin, with a smile on his face, "Little Linzi, are you back?"

Although the old man's hair was gray, he was still energetic and vigorous, his waist was straight and his body was also very good. He could still see the temperament of a soldier between his eyebrows. He looked at Qiulin with a affectionate smile and said.

"Uncle Huang, I'm back. Are grandpa here?" Qiulin leaned into it and asked knowingly. At the same time, he introduced to Liang Chen, "This is my grandfather's guard back then. He has never married and has been with his grandfather. We all call him Uncle Huang." Liang Chen politely called "Uncle Huang".

"Haha, come in, he has been talking about you yesterday, of course, your friend." Uncle Huang nodded with a smile, looked at Liang Chen, and was surprised. He probably didn't expect that the person the old man wanted to meet was so young.

"This, Uncle Huang, do you know what my grandfather wants to do when he is talking about us?" Qiu Lin asked carefully, very respectful to Uncle Huang.

"I don't know this, let's talk about it when you come in. You won't pass by the house without entering, right?" Huang Bo laughed and opened the door.

There is a different world inside. It is actually a large courtyard. There is a patio in the middle of the courtyard. In the courtyard is a big locust tree. Several sparrows jump around on the tree. As soon as the door opens, they flew away with their wings.

"Where is my grandfather?" Qiulin entered the yard and asked timidly. He was completely different from the domineering Qiulin that Liang Chen had known.

"Ha, the general is practicing calligraphy in the room. You two can go. The general has ordered that you can go in and find him directly when you come." Uncle Huang pointed to the side room on the right and said.

"Okay." Qiulin nodded, his breathing became a little rapid, and he looked so nervous that he was desperate, as if there was not his biological grandfather in the room, but an ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex locked in.

"Let's go. As you said, it's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster that cannot be avoided." Qiu Lin gritted his teeth, pulled Liang Chen and walked into the room.

When I got outside the house, I knocked on the door a few times, and an old but extremely majestic voice sounded from the house, "Come in."

Qiulin pushed open the door, Liang Chen looked forward and saw an old man practicing calligraphy. In such a cold day, the old man was wearing only a white silk practice suit and just putting on a small vest outside, but there was no cold feeling at all.

The old man had magnificent white hair, and there were actually spots of black at the roots, as if he could be reborn at any time.

At this moment, he was writing with his head down, dripping ink, immersing himself in it, and was very happy.

"Grandpa..." Qiu Lin squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying, and grinned happily. However, the voice was so sweet that Liang Chen had goose bumps when he heard it. It was indeed a life-threatening thing to make a person like Qiu Lin act cute.

"Shut up, stand there, and talk about it when I finish practicing the words." The old man snorted coldly without raising his head and continued practicing the words.

Qiu Lin immediately became silent, just like he was pinched to death. He did not dare to make another sound, and he did not even dare to breathe.

"Come here." The old man wrote a few more words, but he still didn't look up. He just shouted. Qiulin was shocked and thought he was calling himself. Just as he was about to take a step, Liang Chen gently pulled him, tied his clothes, walked over, and arrived three meters in front of the case, bowed, "Hello General Qiu. Younger Liang Chen, I wish you a stronger and stronger person, a long-lasting spirit, and a lifetime of life."

"How do you know I'm calling you?" Old General Qiu asked faintly without looking up, and was still practicing calligraphy.

"Because you want to see me." Liang Chen replied with a smile.

"I may not call you when I see you." Old General Qiu said a mindless word.

"Call me is to be loving. If you don't call me, it may mean a disaster." Liang Chen's words were also quite mysterious.

"Oh? Will you prove that there is no disaster?" Old General Qiu finally raised his head, with a national face, two long-lived eyebrows, and two eyes were not turbid at all, and they were still extremely clear. There was a calm and harmonious state that had seen through everything in the world, but the bottom was still hidden with the fearless spirit of flying swords that would always move forward. It was a character that was born and could never be changed. After experiencing a lifetime of bloodshed, it was like a sword of hundreds of refinings, showing the sharpness of the sharp weapon of the country. Of course, this sharpness only flashed occasionally, and only a person like Liang Chen could slightly perceive and capture it.
Chapter completed!