Yan Qi walked over and greeted Leng Yan with a smile: "Uncle Leng Yan, it's me, Xiao Qi!"
Leng Yan rubbed his eyes vigorously: "Oh, it's Yan Qi. I haven't seen you for a long time. How did you become so powerful?"
"Last time, you were just a little better than me, relying on your skills. This time, you used your strength to suppress me. Hey, it seems... I'm really old."
Yan Qi hurriedly comforted Leng Yan: "It's not that Uncle Leng Yan is old, but that you have been merciful to me. Otherwise, who can withstand Uncle Leng Yan's overwhelming pressure?"
Leng Yan smiled naively: "That's true, I can't kill people casually."
Yan Qi nodded: "Let me tell you, Uncle Leng Yan is not only powerful but also kind-hearted."
"hey-hey!"
Leng Yan scratched his head happily.
After receiving a few compliments from Yan Qi, he finally regained his face.
He extended his hand to Yan Qi: "Please come in quickly!"
There was blood oozing out all over his hands.
He quickly retracted his hand.
It would be very embarrassing if Yan Qi saw him.
Yan Qi's eyes are so sharp.
He saw it, but he didn't say anything.
Feeling proud, he followed Leng Yan into the living room.
Leng Yan made tea for Yan Qi: "How are you doing as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Industry?"
Yan Qi sweated profusely.
How ill-informed this information must be.
Do you still think that I am the deputy minister of the Ministry of Industry?
Yan Qi said: "Uncle Leng Yan, I am now the deputy prime minister, ranking behind Yang Ke."
"ah?"
Leng Yan was shocked: "You are already the deputy prime minister? Oh my god, tut tut... Yesterday, Mr. Leng and I were still worried about you, and we didn't know if you could withstand the pressure of Jiang Dongqu and Yang Ke. Now it seems, The old man and I are a little unfounded."
Yan Qi chuckled: "This is not unfounded worry, but caring. To be honest, it's great to be cared about by Uncle Leng Yan!"
"Boy, you are so sweet!"
Leng Yan was filled with admiration: "Xiaoxue is really discerning, ten thousand times better than Zhang Yongwu's son Zhang Meng. That bitch Zhang Meng, when he saw me, he even yelled at me. Damn it."
Yan Qi and Leng Yan chatted for a while and finally turned to the main topic: "Uncle Leng Yan, please invite the old man. I have something important to discuss."
Leng Yan shook his head: "Xiao Qi, it's not that I don't give you face, but the old man said,
He has given you all his resources and has no cards left to play. Otherwise, how could I not even know about your promotion to deputy prime minister? "
"So, the old man said that he can't help you anymore. From now on, everything depends on you. The old man has seen through the world and no longer cares about everything. He is in retreat and knows his destiny!"
Yan Qi nodded: "Know the destiny? Oh my, the old man is very advanced. I envy him and admire him!"
Leng Yan said: "So, Xiaoqi, I'm sorry, I'll chat with you."
Yan Qi said: "Thank you Uncle Leng Yan for the hospitality. Since the old man knows his destiny and doesn't see anyone, I won't bother him."
Yan Qi stood up.
Leng Yan rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Xiao Qi, it's not that my uncle is unkind, it's just that the old man is like this. He is becoming more and more withdrawn now. If he doesn't see anyone, he won't see anyone, and he won't see anyone."
"I know!"
Yan Qi nodded and muttered casually: "I actually want to save Leng Ruqing from the fire and water. Since the old man doesn't see me, there is nothing I can do."
"What?"
When Leng Yan heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Hey, Xiao Qi, stop, stop!"
Yan Qi hurriedly walked out: "I still have something to do, so I won't bother you. The old man won't see me anyway."
"Hey, no, Xiaoqi, wait until I finish."
Leng Yan was anxious, ran forward, blocked the door, and said with a naive smile: "Hey hey hey, hey hey hey..."
Yan Qi snickered in her heart and looked at Leng Yan who was laughing awkwardly: "It's useless to block the door, I can jump out."
Leng Yan was frightened and hurriedly grabbed Yan Qi's arm: "What did you just say? You want to save Leng Ruqing? What trouble did that guy get into?"
Yan Qi sighed: "Now that the new year is approaching, it's time to break the situation. Once the situation is broken, Leng Ruqing will definitely be defeated. So... you understand!"
When Leng Yan heard this, he knew the matter was serious and immediately pulled Yan Qi into the living room: "Please wait for a while, I will go and invite the old man."
Yan Qidao: "Don't you know the destiny of the old man?"
Leng Yan stomped his feet: "That guy Leng Ruqing is going to burp his butt, the old man still knows his destiny."
Just say that and run!
Yan Qi smiled and said nothing.
It seems that the so-called knowledge of destiny is just an excuse.
Although Leng Wanshan was worried about Leng Ruqing, he had no choice but to know his fate.
Otherwise, how could we become so lonely?
…
…
It didn't take long.
Leng Yan pushed Leng Wanshan into the living room.
"My little friend, I heard that you are now the Deputy Prime Minister? Congratulations, congratulations. Heroes have been born since ancient times. Xiaoxue has really good vision."
Leng Wanshan smiled and greeted Yan Qi.
This state of mind feels very transcendent.
"Hello, old man!"
Yan Qi bowed to Leng Wanshan solemnly.
Yan Qi admired and respected this man from the bottom of his heart for this God-of-War-level ruthless character who had protected the Great China for twenty years and killed Turks in fear.
Leng Wanshan was sitting in a wheelchair.
The legs were covered with a tiger skin blanket.
The spirit is acceptable.
The big bald head shone with a faint brilliance under the light.
Yan Qi and Leng Wanshan drank tea and chatted: "The old man knows destiny, what can I gain?"
Leng Wanshan laughed at himself: "What else can I gain? If I really gain something, how can I be eaten to death by you?"
Yan Qi smiled slightly: "After all, father's love is like a mountain!"
After hearing this, Leng Wanshan felt a sore nose.
"My little friend, how is the war situation in Northern Xinjiang going?"
Yan Qidao: "According to the news I have received, the Turks in northern Xinjiang are short of food and clothing, and are experiencing fierce internal strife. The more this situation occurs, the more likely it is that problems will arise."
"Moreover, the New Year is approaching, and the Turks will also celebrate the New Year, and they will definitely go south to break the situation and fight the autumn wind. At this time, Leng Ruqing is facing pressure as high as a mountain!"
Hearing this, Leng Wanshan's eyes were full of melancholy: "What pressure can this beast have? As long as the Turkic cavalry charges, what pressure can this beast have besides running for his life?"
"Hey, it's not enough for this beast to die. It just pits many soldiers. Which of these soldiers has no elders, no brothers, and no heirs?"
"I thought that I, Leng Wanshan, had been a hero all my life, but I gave birth to such a prodigal son who was very happy with his achievements. It is really unfortunate for our family."
As he spoke, Leng Wanshan's eyes were moist.
Yan Qi handed over a handkerchief: "Don't blame yourself too much, old man. Leng Ruqing is indeed very ambitious and talented. However, the main responsibility still lies with Zhang Yongwu."
"Um?"
Leng Wanshan was stunned.
Yan Qidao: "Master, please think about it, Zhang Yongwu knew that Leng Ruqing had great ambition and talent, but still let Leng Ruqing lead troops to fight against the Turks for the second time. Is this... normal?"
Leng Wanshan's eyes were cold and stern: "My little friend hit the nail on the head!"
