Chapter 6 The Big Boss of the General Administration Appears
I never expected that the leader of the General Administration, whom our senior brother gave us a warm welcome, looked very similar to Mr. Sakulangsh who died in the Yelangnan Shrine Hall in northern Myanmar, especially the profile.
The outline made me almost think that Mr. Xu was not completely dead and had come back to life again.
My back was pressed tightly against the chair, staring intently at this old man with snow-white temples, while he took a seat under the guidance of my senior brother.
I noticed that the senior brother began to introduce several middle-aged people behind him, all leaders of the General Administration, but he deliberately ignored him. Most of the attendees present did not know why this old man was Shengsheng, but there were also some with more seniority.
The tall man recognized him and stood up excitedly, but was motioned by the staff to sit down.
In the following time, I found that these people were generally more active, acting intentionally or unintentionally. The meeting was lively and lively, and they talked freely, and it ended at almost eleven o'clock.
I sat on the chair throughout the meeting, saying nothing, as if sleepwalking. After I found out that everyone left, I was about to get up when I saw Old Zhao walking towards me, greeting me and saying that Mr. Xu wanted to see me.
one side.
"Mr. Xu?" I asked thoughtfully. Seeing that I didn't know, Lao Zhao reminded me: "It's the old leader who came in during the midfield. Mr. Xu is one of the founders of the Religious Affairs Bureau of the Republic.
There are lofty positions inside, including the director who represents the central government and is in charge of the general bureau and the executive deputy director who holds great power. When you see the old man, you have to bow down and call him the old leader..."
Lao Zhao reminded me: "He has not left the imperial capital for more than thirty years. This time he came to attend the year-end summary meeting of the Southeast Bureau, which made Mr. Chen quite uneasy. He thought that something major happened that was beyond our control.
But the old man didn't say anything. Instead, he specifically asked you to meet him after the meeting - Hey, did he appear here just to see you once?"
Lao Zhao made a joke and laughed to himself. I was still unwilling to ask again: "Xu Yingyu?"
Lao Zhao nodded, stepped forward and pulled my sleeves, dragging me outside: "Yes, he is as smart as a fool, but no one has dared to call him that in person for many years. You will see him soon."
Please be polite and don't offend this great god."
I followed Lao Zhao towards the door. On the east side of the second floor of the conference center, the senior brother was coming out of a room. He saw me, patted my shoulder affectionately, and put his head to my ear.
He came and said calmly: "Mr. Xu is getting older. Please be careful when you speak. Don't be surprised and delay things in vain."
Hearing these incomprehensible words from the senior brother, I was confused and didn't know what he wanted to express.
When I walked to the door, a man in black stopped me and searched me. He took out a vibrator and a bunch of scattered gadgets from my arms. Finally, he pointed at the sophora wood sign on my chest and asked me to take it off and let him keep it.
There were Duoduo and the sleeping little demon among them. I would not hand them over to anyone except Zamao Xiaodao, so I shook my head and refused. The man in black asked me to cooperate with his work, and I also explained to him that this thing was harmful to me.
After a stalemate for a long time, a deep voice came from inside: "Xiaohu, stop arguing, just let him come in directly."
After receiving the order, the man in black reluctantly opened the door and let me in.
This is a smaller reception room. The old man who just spoke was sitting behind the table in the middle. I took a look at him and I felt that he was much older than Xu Yingzhi. He was eighty or ninety years old. He was an octogenarian. His hair was neatly combed and a pair of
There were swollen eye bubbles and some liquid eye mucus in the corners of the eyes, hidden behind reading glasses as thick as beer bottle caps.
This man has a restrained temperament, just like those ordinary old people in nursing homes. His eyes are dull and his body is trembling from time to time. It is completely impossible to tell that this old man is the most powerful person in a huge department like the Religious Affairs Bureau hidden behind the iceberg.
One of the most influential people.
I just glanced at him, then lowered my head, not daring to look again. I felt that the old man in front of me was like Xu Yingzhi, possessing the power of fear that penetrated deep into the soul.
I lowered my head, but the old man smiled lightly and asked with interest: "Why, you should recognize my old face, right?"
I nodded and said yes, and my memory was still fresh. The old man asked again, should you know how to address me? I nodded, shook my head again, and said that you are one of the founders of the Religious Affairs Bureau and a veteran of the Republic. As a latecomer, I
I wonder if calling you Mr. Xu is a bit disrespectful?
The old man pursed his lips and seemed a little unhappy: "Lu Zuo, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid with me?"
When I heard him say these words, I stopped being pretentious and bowed my head directly, greeting him and saying, "Junior Lu Zuo, pay my respects to my great-uncle!"
My quick actions won the old man's favor. He stretched out his hand to greet me and said, "Okay, okay! Now that you are shouting "Master-uncle", all the words I have said to you in the past two years are not in vain. You and
Sit down and let me take a good look at you."
In front of such an old senior, I didn't dare to say a word, so I sat down obediently. The old man looked at me for a few minutes, nodded and said, "Well, Long Laolan taught a good apprentice..."
Seeing the kind look of this old man, I felt a little embarrassed. I touched my head and said I was ashamed. When my grandma was alive, I didn’t know much about it. She spent most of her time working outside. When she was dying,
I barely stayed with her for a few days before, so it was really unfilial. What, uncle, do you recognize my grandma?
The old man named Xu Yingyu nodded and sighed, saying that when I left Dunzhai, she was the most beautiful girl in the whole village, more beautiful than the lotus beside the lotus pond, and brighter than the crescent moon.
, I didn’t expect that in a blink of an eye, my soul would return to Youfu. Alas, the older generation have passed away one by one, and now is the era of you young people...
He sighed, then lowered his head and asked, "Lu Zuo, do you know why I came all the way here?"
I nodded and said it was for Xu Yingzhi?
He was silent, and after half a minute, he said that you are a smart and exquisite child, so tell me, what is the relationship between me and him? I said carefully: "You are brothers, right?" Xu Yingyu grinned.
Sorry, they are not only senior brothers, but also biological brothers. Xu Yingzhi is the younger brother of my mother, and your grandma’s master is our cousin. Did you know this?
I was a little surprised, but then I suddenly realized that I was right, that’s right, no wonder you look so similar and have such a relationship. But after thinking about it carefully, it’s not surprising. Dunzhai used to be a relatively closed Miao village.
Years of intermarriage mean that every house in the village has some kind of relationship. But if that's the case, why have I never heard my family mention you?
I smiled and said, if someone knows that you are such a big official in the central government, our county cadres will not be able to pay tribute to you every year and evade policies and poverty alleviation funds?
I was not afraid of Xu Yingyu's identity, but just talked nonsense to him, and the wrinkles on his brows also relaxed, saying that I had been working on the secret front all my life, and it was useless for them to come to me. As for why I never came back.
Dunzhai, this involves the secrets of the older generation, have you ever wanted to hear it?
I nodded and said that if there was nothing particularly secret, it wouldn't hurt to talk about it.
Xu Yingyu raised his head, and the orange light from his desk shone on his face that was engraved with the vicissitudes of time. His age spots were looming, and he seemed to be immersed in the deep memory of an unforgettable time——
Back then, Luo Shiba, as a beggar of the Han family, traveled from Huaihua in western Hunan to Jingxian County, climbed hundreds of thousands of mountains, and was bitten by snakes, insects, and rats all the way. Finally, he died in Dadunzi Town, a relatively lively mountain village.
When he died, his life was saved by the goddess of Miao Gu in Dunzhai. After that, he spent countless hardships and painstaking efforts to pass on his karma skills.
However, the Miao Gu industry in Dunzhai at that time had declined and lost its former glory. In the troubled times when warlords fought, the villagers in the village were always bullied. Luo Shiba had a bad temper and always liked to rise up to resist. As a result, he was expelled from others.
Like a dead dog, he almost died in Qingshan Realm.
But when everyone thought he was dead, he came back like a king, calling himself Luo Shiba, and wiped out all the warlords and bullies who had bullied him and the Miao village, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
, he gained such a great reputation at a young age, and then began to accept Xu Yingyu and the others as his apprentices, creating a huge foundation. Looking back now, it seems like a dream...
When I heard Xu Yingyu talking about Luo Shiba, calling him by his first name instead of using his honorific title, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.
In fact, I have always been a little uneasy in my heart. Speaking of it, I am the brother-killing enemy of the boss of the General Administration in front of me. In this way, there is a good reason for him to cut me into pieces. This Xu Yingyu has been in the political situation for a long time.
The big shot's ability to observe words and expressions is admirable. When he saw the hesitation on my face, he stopped recalling and said to me, "Why, do you think it was a bit disrespectful for me to call Luo Shiba by his first name?"
When talking to such a person, it is impossible to hide it, but it is not appropriate to be simple and direct. I thought about it for a while, and then said: "My master is my grandmother, and we don't get along with each other much on weekdays, but I have met
When it comes to other people, I have always been respectful to my master, so I have some doubts..."
Xu Ying laughed foolishly and said that when he accepted a disciple, he asked us to call him Luo Shiba, saying that this was an honorific title - he was born a deviant and his temperament was different from others. Speaking of which, he expelled Yingzhi back then.
And my angrily leaving Miao territory and joining the revolution had a lot to do with his weird character...
The grudges and grudges of this older generation are quite complicated. I didn't dare to talk nonsense, so I just nodded. He saw my scruples, and finally restrained his smile, stared at me and said slowly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense.
Now let’s talk about what happened between you and my brother Xu Yingzhi, shall we?”