Xiang Que rubbed his sleepy eyes, rubbed his face and lit a cigarette. His mind wandered for a while.
The old man named Dong called him and notified him in a very formal way through his secretary. Obviously something was abnormal. If Mr. Dong wanted to see Xiang Que, the best way was to contact him through Chen Sanjin, but now
But he bypassed Chen Sanjin and found him directly. Then something must have happened. What could be done by looking for him?
Feng Shui masters have always liked to mix with powerful people, and the relationship between the two seems to be complementary to each other. The powerful people like to use the methods of Feng Shui masters to stabilize their status and wealth, while Feng Shui masters want to gain wealth through relationships with powerful people.
Xiang Que was very disgusted with this kind of contact. He never took the initiative to get close to these powerful people, and even deliberately avoided them.
The saying "along with you is like a tiger with you" is very appropriate even now. In recent years, there have been many Feng Shui masters who have been unlucky due to problems with officials.
A red-top businessman may become a big businessman, but if he is implicated by the red-top, his family may be ruined.
Therefore, stay away from politics and cherish life. Xiang Que thinks this is quite accurate.
Gujingguan's four big moves must have established his status in the upper class, but he is also very disgusted with this kind of thing. If the people in Gujingguan really wanted to contact the upper class, their status would have been transcendent. Just rely on the national fortune.
Dazhen and Shanghai
The layout of Lujiazui is enough for Gujing Temple to stand on the top of the pyramid in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui. However, Gujing Temple is willing to retreat to Zhongnan Mountain and not care about the world. Xiang Que has already guessed that Lao Tao and his uncle are deliberately not showing up.
of.
Will you go see it yourself or not?
No matter from the perspective of Chen Sanjin or Mr. Dong's identity, it seems that he has to go to the capital.
Don't even look at old people like Mr. Dong who have retired from the central government. Their names can no longer be seen on TV or in newspapers. They only appear at tea parties during National Day or New Year every year. They basically don't care about worldly affairs. But they still
Even though people have gained influence, they still have influence. Sometimes their words are more effective than those of the leaders in office. For people like the Supreme Emperor, their strength must not be ignored.
On the same day, Xiang Que boarded a plane from Xiaoshan Airport to the capital and arrived at the Capital International Airport at around two o'clock in the afternoon. After getting off the plane, he called Secretary Zhao.
"Secretary Zhao, I have arrived in the capital." Xiang Que stood in the taxi waiting area and waved to stop the car.
"Are we here? It's pretty fast."
"You personally called and said Mr. Dong wanted to see me, so I had to rush over without stopping."
"Haha, is this young man quite politically aware?" Secretary Zhao said meaningfully.
Xiang Que suddenly frowned. No matter what people in the system say, they have profound meanings. You cannot treat any behavior, even a casual smile, as ordinary things. What people like them say should not be treated as normal.
You have to rack your brains to figure out what it means.
The phrase "political consciousness" made Xiang Que murmur in his heart. If it was a purely personal meeting, Secretary Zhao would have to say that he respects the old and cares for the young, and would not say anything about political consciousness.
Seeing that Xiangque didn't say anything on the phone, Secretary Zhao didn't take it seriously, but continued: "I won't pick you up. I'll give you an address and you can rush there yourself."
The place Secretary Zhao asked Xiang Que to go to was in Huairou, a place called Yunshui Villa near Yanqi Lake. When Xiang Que told the name to the driver, his face immediately collapsed. The distance was too far and too remote. He would go there after arriving in Huairou.
The first section of the drive basically leads to Hebei.
Xiang Que was also very curious about the address given by Secretary Zhao. The meeting with Mr. Dong was not at his home in downtown Beijing, but basically at the 7th Ring Road of Beijing.
Driving from the airport to Huairou, there was traffic all the way and the road was too long. I arrived in Huairou at around 4 o'clock and then entered Yanqi Lake around 5 o'clock. I asked a few people along the way and finally arrived at Yunshui when it was almost dark.
Villa.
The taxi stopped at the entrance of Yunshui Villa and put Xiang Que down. Standing in front of the villa, he didn't rush in, but looked at it carefully.
Yunshui Villa is not well-known in Huairou, otherwise he wouldn't have found it after asking several times. Many people in the local area don't know what this villa is for, because there are very few people visiting it after it was built for a long time.
There are even times when not one or two cars come and go in a day. The locals think this is a luxury private club or something that ordinary people are not qualified to enter.
But Xiang Que shook his head after looking at it for a few times. On the surface, Yunshui Villa was just an ordinary villa, but he vaguely noticed that the momentum inside the villa was very strong, with a vague feeling of excitement and irritability, but no sensuality.
smell.
In the villa, there were very few lights on, just a few stars. Most of the place was dark, and there seemed to be not many people.
As expected, Secretary Zhao might be waiting for him at the door, but let alone him, there was no one else around. Xiang Que waited for a long time and no one came out, so he took the initiative to walk in. The door opened, and the watchtower next to the door opened.
There were two young men in their twenties who stared at him carefully for a few times and then let him go without saying a word.
Xiang Que entered this villa that was full of weirdness. He walked calmly. There were lush woods on both sides of the villa's path, and it was very quiet under the dark night sky. After walking along the winding path for a few minutes, the front suddenly became clear, and there were people around him.
There are two two-story buildings, one of which has lights on.
Just as Xiang Que stopped, a series of "clattering" sounds suddenly came from the woods next to him. The branches and leaves suddenly shook twice. A figure quickly fell from the branches, and then a cold light suddenly struck Xiang Que's face.
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"Shua", Xiang Que lightly tapped his toes and floated backwards, but that ray of cold light caught up with him like a maggot on his tarsus.
Xiang Que bent his fingers and flicked lightly, and a sword energy greeted the cold light.
There was a soft sound of "dang" and a pause in front of me.
A figure holding a short knife paused, but before Xiang Que could react, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground behind Xiang Que's body and grabbed Xiang Que's ankle.
Xiang Que was caught by someone without being able to prevent himself, and Xiang Que was slightly startled, and then the short knife slashed towards him again. At the same time, the hand stretched out from the ground pulled his right foot in a cooperative manner, preventing him from moving.
Xiang Que snorted softly in his nose. When the dagger hit him in front of the door, Xiang Que didn't dodge. He suddenly stretched out his hands and clamped hard to catch the dagger.
"Hey!" Xiang Que opened his mouth, widened his eyes, and suddenly shouted at the person in front of him.
"Kick, kick, kick..." The other party was so shocked by the sound of the word "Du" that Xiang Que heard that his head was covered, and his body was so shocked that he stepped back in big steps.
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