The old man's love for herself can not pass the house without entering.
Li Xiaoning first went to the antique market, and found a porcelain imitating the official kiln in the early Qing Dynasty, and then took a taxi to the Guan family. It was only after the Guan family knew that the old man Guan had lived in Xiangshan Sanioscope because of his poor health.
Xiangshan Sanatorium is a comprehensive institution that integrates medical treatment, rehabilitation, and recuperation. It is located at the foot of Xiangshan, the suburbs of Beijing. It is surrounded by mountains and lakes. The scenery is beautiful and quiet.
Because Guan Jianguo couldn't get rid of his official duties, he arranged that the secretary took the car to pick up Li Xiaoning and turned around all the way to the left.
Guan Jianguo's secretary was sitting in the co -pilot position. He was in his thirties, unsmiling, and his expression was serious.
It was not the armed police on the door of the nursing home, but the army soldiers. The car stopped before the whistle.
Li Xiaoning knew that this was a procedure for the guard system and necessary, and did not exclude. He got out of the car with a smile, opened his arm, and let the guard check.
In fact, Li Xiaoning had nothing to check on him. The soldiers moved and used skillfully with their hands. They immediately waved their hands and "enter." A officer on the other side took the red button of the electric door of the nursing home.
Opening slowly, it revealed the true face of Lushan of Xiangshan Sanatorium.
Li Xiaoning looked in at a glance. The remote end was three -tied beige four -story buildings, and the building itself was bland; the near -end was a small artificial lake, the two rows of willows hanging in the wind fluttered, and the ground was pebble shop.
The first feeling of the whole environment is quiet, like a paradise.
Guan Jianguo's secretary took Li Xiaoning to the Xiangshan Sanatorium, but the car they came to the car was adjusted, galloping down the mountain, and did not enter the yard of the nursing home.
When I stepped into the gate of the nursing home, Guan Jianguo's secretary looked back and looked at Li Xiaoning with a whisper and told, "Comrade Xiaoning, after seeing Guan Lao, there may be several old leaders in the central government. If you see it,
Neither can be rude nor to talk, talk nonsense, and answer what the leader asked, please remember me. "
Li Xiaoning nodded and nodded. From beginning to end, he didn't know the name of this person, and he was too lazy to ask.
Li Xiaoning followed Guan Jianguo's secretary and entered a small building all the way. He stopped at the door of a conference room on the first floor. The secretary once again signaled that Li Xiaoning must do it according to what he said, and then knocked on the door respectfully.
"Come in!" A sound of calm and powerful slightly with Cangmai came out in the conference room.
The secretary opened the door, and Li Xiaoning saw at a glance that the meeting room was actually more like a guest room. There was a circle of sofas on the wall. At this moment, there were seven or eight talls and fats, but the old man with a tall and thin, but quite imposing,
, Gently and sharp, several of them wearing military uniforms that are not unable to military rank, black leather shoes are bright, and their sitting positions are upright and upright. Obviously, the old leader retired from the army. Guan Pengju is also among them.
Then, then
The secretary laughed, "Guan Lao, Comrade Li Xiaoning I brought you -Comrade Xiao Li, please come in."
Li Xiaoning settled the gods and stepped in slowly.
Seven or eight pairs of bright and sharp eyes were projected on Li Xiaoning's body. Li Xiaoning felt a little pressure and nervous. These old leaders who had just retreated from the high position, the invisible superiority developed by power for life, almost incorporated into it, almost incorporated into it
In the personal temperament, it is faintly exuding.
Li Xiaoning's sigh of relief, with a smile, he was polite to the old leaders, and his attitude was calm and calm. He faintly felt that today's meeting seemed to be deliberately arranged by Father Guan, otherwise how many people were there? And
Or is it in the conference room? But he couldn't guess the purpose of the old man's move.
Father Guan smiled at Li Xiaoning, "Xiao Ning is here. Come, come over."
After Li Xiaoning took a few steps forward, Mr. Guan Guan looked at an old leader who was wearing a military jacket with a military jacket, who was wearing a military jacket, laughed, "Comrade Yun Peng, this is Li Xiaoning I just said,
My granddaughter. Haha, the inner fist of the eight classics. "
This "Comrade Yun Peng" fell into Li Xiaoning's ears. He couldn't help but shock, and carefully looked at the old leader. According to his first group of generals, the only one in the Republic was still alive now.
There are two left, one is the old man of Guan Peng, and the other is the founding general Zhang Yunpeng. Although Father Guan is also a general, he was only a lieutenant in the first time.
It was the first general of the general, the founding father of the Eight Classics.
Zhang Yunpeng is a very legendary person. There are n versions of the story that Li Xiaoning has heard.
Ten Japanese ninjas have been killed in their bare hands ... but anyway, Zhang Yunpeng is a master of kung fu, and it should be true.
Zhang Yunpeng listened to Guan Pengju's words, smiled indifferently, glanced at Li Xiaoning, and waved his hand, "Comrade Little Li -Lao Guan has always praised your inner fist in front of me. Which kung fu did you practice?
Tai Chi? Standard? Or gossip? "
"The junior master learned from Tong Xihu, and learned Xingyiquan." Li Xiaoning said.
"Tong Xihu?" Zhang Yunpeng frowned and said, "I haven't heard of it."
Li Xiaoning said with a smile: "The master of the junior is just an ordinary farmer, and Zhang Lao has not heard it for granted. And the junior and the master just learned some fur.
Black cow for me. "
Zhang Yunpeng raised his hand and put on his hand and said, "Lady, don't be humble. Pengju is a highly visible person. Since he dares to say that you are a master in front of me, then you must have real kung fu.
There are not many real kung fu, and he said that I have a bit of my mind. In this way, let's go to the playground, you can practice a fist first. "
As soon as Zhang Yunpeng's words fell, several other old leaders also accompanied.
Father Guan smiled loudly, "Xiao Ning, don't be nervous. Comrade Yun Peng is going to test you -he is the authentic Shaolin's child. He tells us what the world works with Shaolin every day. I tell him that you are the master of the family.
He was unconvinced in his heart. Walking away, first practiced his punch, let Comrade Yun Peng know what there are people outside the mountain! "
A few old leaders laughed.
Zhang Yunpeng's face was solemn, and he coughed twice, "Can the piano! Can I not be convinced with a child? However, it is a mule or a horse, and I have to pull it out!"
After speaking, Zhang Yunpeng glanced at Li Xiaoning, strode, and went to the wind.
On the green space in front of the building, some staff members had already set up audio equipment, and some medical staff and old leaders of the nursing home also came out of the building and stood respectfully behind the old leaders such as Father Guan and Zhang Yunpeng.
Looking up and down Li Xiaoning.
Li Xiaoning stepped into the field with a step, first hugging the old leaders to ritual, and then signaling the music.
Long -body Yu Li, straight body pen, the screen gas is condensed, not like a mountain, and made an opening potential.
Several old leaders in the onlookers exchanged a praise with each other. With this calm momentum alone, it can be seen that this young man has extremely deep skills in Xingyiquan.
The melody of music was floating on the court. With the rhythm of the music or the storm, it was like a harmony with the wind, the movement stretched and elegant, and the fisting road was hearty.
He did not practice the ordinary soft routine, but the authentic fist that he was soaked for many years.
Play, it turns out that the inner family boxing is also fine, the tiger is windy!
"Okay! Okay!" Father Guan applauded first, and immediately Zhang Yunpeng.
When the old leaders applauded, the staff behind them applauded warmly together. Wonderful, it was really wonderful. No one thought that the inner fist that was always known for its femininity could be practiced into such an offensive and defensive appearance.
Ji Jin retreat has the degree of opening up.
Old leaders know the goods. Although they do not know martial arts, they also play Tai Chi for the elderly. With their identity, there are many real Taijiquan masters in the coaches.
There are several who have come to the nursing home for tutoring for them.
When Zhang Yunpeng saw his hunter, he took the initiative to end and asked to practice with Li Xiaoning.
Father Guan laughed: "Xiao Ning, Comrade Yun Peng's heart itchy -you just practice with him, but it is just right."
Zhang Yunpeng smiled heartily, "Come, Comrade Little Li, let's have a trick!"
Li Xiaoning hesitated, and smiled respectfully, "Zhang Lao, I am a flower fist embroidered legs. If you really want to move the real style, it will not work. I also ask the old leaders to show mercy and leave a little face for the future students!"
Li Xiaoning is actually unwilling to move with Zhang Yunpeng. Not only because of their identity, but also because of their age. Don't look at Zhang Yunpeng's energy, but that is also an old man in his 90s. Although he was a master before, he was afraid of little strength.
First, how can he be able to afford it.
"Don't look at the old man, you really have to start, you may not be an opponent, come, go, trick!" Zhang Yunpeng put on a posture.
Li Xiaoning smiled helplessly, so he had to step forward to start with Zhang Yunpeng.