The quiet Dafang Mountain was thick and far away. At the foot of the mountain there is a three headquarters directly under the rest, built by the mountains and rivers, both pavilions and pavilions carved jade rich, but also garden rockery small bridges elegant. It's really a good place to retire. Eleven years ago, an old man was sent by helicopter to live in a single villa that only retired generals were eligible to enjoy. Along with him was an old lady. She had sharp blue eyes and ears, a nose with high cheeks, and was exceptionally slim. Although her white hair had deep tails, her charm could be seen from back then.

  The old man was incomparably irritable, and the old lady was unparalleled in kindness.

  There were no staff here who were not afraid of the old man, nor did they dislike the old lady. The old man liked to curse, and the former head of the General Staff, King of Hell Cao, took a detour when he saw the old man. Interesting to say. This old man has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. He has forgotten many people and things, but he remembers the person he hates the most. Cao Zhengchuan's name is not Cao Zhengchuan. He doesn't call this King of Hell Cao Cao Xiaobao. He scolds him the moment he meets him. King of Hell Cao, who had always been the only one who scolded others, saw this old man like a mouse seeing a cat. He could hide if he wanted to, but if he really couldn't hide, he would pretend to be deaf and dumb.

  The staff who could enter this place were all experienced and knowledgeable, so they naturally understood that this old man who was brought back by another former three headquarters boss, General Xu Jinbo, was not a mortal. Therefore, he never dared to be negligent in the slightest. However, although this old man was irritable and irritable, he didn't need to trouble them much because there was an extremely patient old lady beside him. A man in his nineties has a straighter waist and a better body! His eyes weren't dazzling, his ears weren't deaf, his speech was humorous, diligent, and simple, and he had never been angry with anyone except his sons.

  The jeep entered the military control zone and the female lieutenant jumped out. She was valiant, had beautiful blue eyes, high nose bridge, snow-white skin, black hair, flat shoulders and thin waist, bulging chest and buttocks, and was perfectly straight like a long-legged sculpture. She handed the document to the sentry for a look. The sentinel looked into the jeep again and asked, "Who is the co-pilot? Do you have a pass?"

  Gu Tianyou got out of the car and showed the documents Sun Ming had given him. After checking carefully, the sentry saluted solemnly, "Comrade Major, please come in!"

  At this gate, it didn't matter how high the rank of a general or below was. The key to determining the sentinel's attitude was their position and status. Gu Tianyou was riding in a special jeep specially designed for high-ranking generals in the army. The one driving was the goddess who walked out of this place. She was also Long Jianmei, the darling in the eyes of the old fellows in the rest room. That was why he received such a courtesy.

  According to Sun Mingshen's introduction, the name Long Jianmei was changed later. Originally, the girl was called Long Yingxue. Eleven years ago, her great-grandfather Long Ping came home and said that the name Yingxue was not good. She took out the name Bao Jianfeng from the tempered sword and said one word from the fragrance of plum blossom, then changed it to Long Jianmei.

  Gu Tianyou felt that this name had changed a little bit from the bottom of his heart. The girl next to him was said to have joined the army at the age of sixteen. She was six years old. A year ago, she was transferred from the Heavenly Battle Team of a secret army under the General Staff Department to the National Security Agency. She was also the cool and shocking army that Old Geng envied and envied that King Ming had once served. It was said that the people who could sneak in there were all supermen wearing underpants, and Lord Long's great-granddaughter was no exception.

  Long Jianmei didn't like to talk too much, but her personality wasn't as cold as she had imagined. When she didn't laugh, she gave off a calm and tranquil feeling, but when she laughed, she was very warm and easygoing. Although she said little, she did not laugh nor speak. She was a little shy, and she was completely a gentle and cute little girl. It was hard to imagine that the frightening sword intent was emitted from such a pure and innocuous beauty. When Gu Tianyou learned that she was Lord Long's great-granddaughter, he unconditionally accepted the job assistant.

  Sun Mingshen said, aren't you going to see Lord Long? I have the best guide here. She was referring to his incompetent secretary, Miss Long Jianmei. Gu Tianyou was also told that this heroine nicknamed Little Dragon Woman would be responsible for cooperating with him in the future.

  This was a pleasant surprise, but also a reincarnation.

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  The two boarded the jeep and continued to walk into the mountains. The closer he got to the unknown place, the more nervous Gu Tianyou became. Lord Long had forgotten many people and things. In his last year in Qinzhou Prison, his condition was terrible. He was once close to being unable to take care of himself, but he didn't know what was going on now. He must be happy living with his family, right? Will he remember me? His children are already in their seventies. What would they think of me as an uninvited guest?

  "Great-grandmother said that he still remembers you. Let me remind you, our great-grandmother is what she says."

  Long Jianmei pointed at the gun on Gu Tianyou's waist and said, "Leave this thing in the car before getting off. Great-grandmother doesn't like it."

  Gu Tianyou was somewhat delighted and surprised. This seemingly innocent little girl actually seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and actually knew what he was thinking. Thinking that this was his future work partner, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart. I have so many secrets in my heart that I won't be able to see through them all by this little demon. "How do you know what I'm worried about?" He asked, taking off his gun and putting it in his car kit.

  Long Jianmei smiled bashfully, "It's only natural. Xu Jinbo said that you are the godson of his great-grandfather, so I guess you would like him to remember you very much."

  Gu Tianyou said, "I was personally brought up by Lord Long."

  "You probably don't know," said Long Jianmei. "Great-grandfather has seven sons, the youngest of whom is over 60 years old. My grandfather is 75 years old. He doesn't want to be forced by his grandfather to call a baby brother. That's why they were especially opposed to you visiting Great-grandfather back then." At this point, she smiled again and said, "But Sun Mingshen arranged for you to come this time. They can't stop you, and the great-grandmother also wants to see you. The great-grandfather forgot all seven sons, but he didn't forget your godson. She is very curious about what kind of child you are."

  Lord Long had begged for four wives in his life. Three of them had already died. Only this one was left. I heard that his body was still very strong. When he was in Qinzhou Prison, Lord Long and his descendants hadn't visited him once. Logically speaking, this was very unusual. At one time, Gu Tianyou thought that his family was so heartless because they hated his irresponsible behavior back then. Now, hearing Long Jianmei's tone, it didn't seem like that was the case.

  "There's something I'm curious about. Back in Qinzhou Prison, when I was with Elder Long, why did your grandfathers never visit him?"

  "Great-grandmother, you're not allowed."

  These five words were quite reasonable, but in this family, they seemed to be enough to explain such an inhumane thing. Gu Tianyou couldn't help but be curious as to what kind of person the only surviving matriarch in the Lord Long family was.

  … … … …

  Jiang Shan is not an old man but an old man. Matter brings glory to the world. Who prevents the passage of time from taking away youth?

  A beauty with white hair, a martyr in his old age. Do you remember when the sword dance was gentle and the Golden Gorge Iron Horse?

  Weak water of three thousand, only one ladle, who is still defending the wood stone mountain alliance promised by the Three Lives Stone?

  Qianmo, who was it that held a gentle breeze, freehand brushed the poetic aura of the autumn water on the River of Forgetfulness?

  With Xiaoxiao in my arms, I am as thin as spring. If the goose in the sky goes, can you leave me, Banque Qing Huan, to sing alone in this gradually fading away time?

  The brush style belonged to Sun Mingshen and was said to have been written 11 years ago when he first met the old lady.

  Long Jianmei frowned slightly. She said that Sun Mingshen liked to write poems for others the most. He didn't catch up with his great-grandmother's youth, so he wrote this sour sentence with regret. His great-grandmother praised him for his talent and specially asked his fifth grandfather to frame him and hang him here.

  She said that her great-grandmother might have accompanied her great-grandfather up the mountain, so she went upstairs to change her clothes.

  There were only a few old furniture in the living room. There were no pear and red sandalwood, but a few old cracked pine pieces worth a few fire coins. There was a bookcase in the corner. There were no books behind the glass window. It was full of old photos. One of the large black-and-white photographs was particularly eye-catching. It was a Republic-style setting. The stunning woman was dressed in a cheongsam. Her gaze was profound, elegant, and refined, as if an immortal aura was about to emerge. It was vaguely similar to Long Jianmei. There were also a few other women's photographs that surrounded this photo like the stars of the moon. It was as if he was showing some evil interest and humor.

  On a wooden shelf was a Japanese-style saber. The hilt of the saber was inlaid with emerald, the mouth of the saber was golden, and the ebony scabbard was green. The mouth of the saber was shaped like a dragon. The carving was exquisite, and rows upon rows of sparkling sabers could be seen. Especially, the pair of dragon eyes were two blood-red pigeons of the same size. The ebony scabbard was carved into the shape of a black dragon. With a single glance, it responded to that sentence. The mud did not damage its bones and entered the illumination clothes of the magnificent hall.

  The most valuable thing in the entire room was this saber.

  Long Jianmei changed her clothes and walked downstairs. She wore ordinary cotton clothes with pink and white checks. Xiao Ma found boiling water and a teacup, made a cup of tea and said, "Taste the bitter cubes that great-grandmother planted herself."

  Gu Tianyou took a sip of the cup. It tasted bitter and lively. He was a little curious, "Why aren't there any pictures of the old man when he was young?"

  "He didn't like to take photographs, but his great-grandmother was so angry with him that she burned the few remaining photographs." She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Well, there's another one in their bedroom. It seems to be the only photo of the two of them together."

  Two people's footsteps came from the courtyard, one heavy and one light. As soon as the door opened, Lord Long strode forward. His back was slightly bent. His longevity eyebrows flew like dragon horns and his eyes were wide open. He looked at Gu Tianyou like an old dragon and suddenly shouted, "Son Bear, I'm willing to come and see your father!" Gu Tianyou was a little confused and didn't know what to call him. Lord Long shouted, "Are you stupid? Bastard, have you forgotten to raise you for ten years?" Gu Tianyou hesitantly called out, "Godfather."

  There was no such thing as joy or emotion, only natural emotions, like elements absorbed by nature, quickly fused together. Gu Tianyou had thought that he would be very excited, but at this moment, he realized that there was no need to resort to superficial emotions. As expected, Lord Long remembered him. This was enough to make Gu Tianyou feel that his trip was worth it.

  "Are you Gu Tianyou?" A gentle voice that was not suitable for her age accompanied by light footsteps. An old woman in a gray cloth Tang suit held a small bronze hoe and calmly placed it beside the door. She walked straight to Tianyou and smiled, "Damn it, this old man has forgotten his own son, but he still remembers you. From time to time, he talks to me about your childhood."

  Looking at the kind and amiable old lady in front of him, Gu Tianyou suddenly felt that Sun Mingshen's sentences were so carved on the surface. This charm made people forget her age.

  Lord Long was staring at Long Jianmei in a daze when he suddenly asked Tianyou, "Is this little girl the daughter-in-law you brought back for me?"