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Chapter 312: The Martyrs’ Hall

Sun Shengjie's mourning hall was set up in his humble home. This matter even caused some controversy. Some leaders considered that his home was too small, only more than 60 square meters, and the living room was only more than ten square meters.

M. After such a big thing happens, there will definitely be many people who come to express condolences. After people come, of course they will feel unable to turn around. Especially after the leading comrades come, they cannot sit down. They

It was suggested that the mourning hall should be placed in a funeral parlor or an auditorium. This proposal was firmly rejected by the martyr's mother and wife.

"Although our family is small, it is still our own home. It is a home built by Shengjie himself. Please, please let the mourner stay at home, and let Shengjie stay at home for the last few days." This is

Sun Shengjie's mother's thoughts. The old man had no tears, but a pleading look on his face. "Why go out? No matter how small our family is, it is still our own home. No matter what, we have to let my 'monkey' go home and look at it a few more times. I don't like it.

People who live in a small place should not come. People who are true friends will not dislike our small place." Sun Shengjie's wife Qiu Shumei's face turned pale and her eyes were red and swollen with sadness. Despite this, her words were straightforward and did not twist at all.

In the end, Long Ruohai came to the scene and made the decision to set up the mourning hall at home in accordance with the requirements of his relatives. At the same time, a greenhouse of about 200 square meters was built overnight in the open space below the residential building for placing wreaths and flower baskets.

A temporary stop for leaders and friends to express their condolences.

The next morning, Political Commissar Jiang returned to his office after staying up all night. Such a big thing happened, and as a political commissar, he had a lot to do. From the setting up of the mourning hall to the reception of relatives of martyrs.

, there was no one who didn't want his attention. Fortunately, with the help of a capable general like Long Ruohai, he saved himself a lot of trouble. Originally, everyone advised him to go back and lie down for a while. But Political Commissar Jiang thought that this happened

For such a major event, the connection between all aspects must be indispensable. He still steeled himself and returned to his office.

His abacus was pretty good. If there was nothing major, he would just rest on the bed in the office for a while. If there was something special, he could be there at a moment's notice. It was just that he had just wiped his face when he arrived at the office, and Jiang from the Political Department

The director ran over. "Political Commissar Jiang, the Organization Department has called." "What's the matter? If it's a small matter, just deal with it directly and don't bother me." The exhausted Political Commissar Jiang spoke a little carelessly. At this time,

Taking care of the martyrs is a top priority. Other routine work can be temporarily put aside.

"They are calling for a talk." Director Jiang, who had also been up all night, his eyes were red and his words were weak. He didn't want to be annoying, but it was a very important matter and he had to come to ask for instructions. "Talk, what are you talking about?

?" Political Commissar Jiang suddenly aroused vigilance. For no reason, the Organization Department is looking for someone to talk to. "It was said that it was decided at the county party committee standing committee meeting last night to appoint Zhao Youcai as deputy director. Let us notify him to talk to the Organization Department.

." "What, what is going on? Our party committee did not study, make a report, or conduct an inspection. Why do they promote cadres!" This kind of thing that goes against the rules of promoting cadres will of course attract political commissar Jiang.

accusation.

"Political Commissar, have you forgotten? Yesterday afternoon, two people came and said they wanted to inspect a reserve cadre team. I also reported to you, and you replied that they would go." Director Jiang saw Political Commissar Jiang.

He was angry and had a look of grievance. Lao Jiang was also a powerful figure in the army. Hearing Director Jiang’s complaint, he immediately grasped the mystery of it. Oh no, he was fooled. When he knew he had been fooled, he thought of yesterday and

Regarding Lao Li's phone call, without saying a word, he picked up the phone and talked to Li Zhaoyuan. It was obvious that Lao Li must be an insider.

Li Zhaoyuan, who was accompanying the leader in the temporary greenhouse, was stunned after hearing Political Commissar Jiang explain the situation. Although he knew that Kuang Chaoqun wanted to promote Zhao Youcai, he did not expect it to be so soon, let alone at this time.

Appointment. Making such a decision at such a time would of course put him in an embarrassing situation, and his face suddenly became ugly. Deputy Director Guo, who was sitting next to him, thought that another major change had occurred, and hurriedly

He asked with concern: "Lao Li, what happened? Tell us and we can discuss it."

At this time, Li Zhaoyuan had no choice but to tell the truth about the decision of the County Party Committee Standing Committee. Yang Fan, who was present, was so embarrassed that he had to cough repeatedly. Although Guo Feiyang was a hot-tempered person, he still knew not to interfere with the local party committee and the government.

The decision was made. He just snorted coldly and walked out of the greenhouse. At this time, Lu Guanggan was also furious. Although he had already received the news from Long Ruohai, he knew that he wanted to be in power.

, everything will not be smooth sailing. A premonition is a premonition. When he actually learned that the plan had been overturned, and that Zhao Youcai had replaced Long Ruohai as the deputy director, Lao Lu still felt incredible. After hearing the news, he had been feeling a little confused.

.

No matter how stupid and stupid the leader of the Ningbei County Party Committee is, he shouldn't have suddenly promoted a deputy director without saying hello or doing any work. Lao Guo can't talk to him because he is the direct leader, but he can't talk to him at all.

He couldn't turn a blind eye. He asked the two leaders of the Ningbei County Public Security Bureau to find him in front of him. "Old Li, Lao Jiang, tell me, what kind of ulterior motives are there in this?" Lu

Guang Gan's voice seemed a bit cold. Even the cigarette Li Zhaoyuan handed over was thrown directly on the table without even looking at it. If people like Gu Zhongtian and Wang Dawei who were familiar with him were present, they would know his anger.

It has reached its peak.

Political Commissar Jiang did not know the inside story, and had nothing to hide in his heart. Of course, he explained in a matter-of-fact manner: "Yesterday afternoon, someone from the Organization Department of the County Party Committee suddenly came and said that they wanted to inspect cadres. I felt it was strange at the time, because in addition to asking

Apart from letting Long Ruohai serve as deputy director, there are no other promotion plans." "Well, you continue." Lu Guanggan is a smart man. After listening to these few words, he knew that the problem was not with Political Commissar Jiang.

Not on Li Zhaoyuan, who had been silent since entering the scene.

"After learning about this situation, I called Director Li. The answer Lao Li gave me at that time was that the county committee was trying to get more reserve cadres to avoid trouble when promoting them in the future. Lao Li, this is your reply

Mine?" Although Political Commissar Jiang didn't know the inside story, he also realized that there was something wrong and that someone was playing some tricks. No matter who was causing trouble, Lao Li must be an insider. In this case, he didn't want to help others take the blame.

. Therefore, when he introduced the situation, of course he revealed all the details one by one.

"Old Li, I don't know why you do this? But I can also imagine that it is nothing more than the words 'official' and 'name'. Those of us who are officials spend all day educating the people below to do this.

Do it, do it like that. I can talk about the truth for three days and three nights, why can't we put our career first?" After Lu Guanggan heard the situation, of course he understood that it was his subordinates and others who sang

It was a 'double act'. The matter had reached this point, and it was of no use no matter how much he said. He could only hold back his temper and patiently persuaded her with a few words.

Although the language he used was very controlled and his tone was as gentle as possible, it still made the person involved feel very harsh. After he said this, Li Zhaoyuan was not convinced. Everyone can say the truth, but it is not easy to do it. Think about it.

Back then, didn't you, Lu Guanggan, go around asking for help in order to get the upper hand? When it came to handling the case of the 'rich club', didn't you also follow Xiang Kan's instructions and let him go? Otherwise, it would be

Are you sitting in this position giving orders?

With such resistance, such a conversation would certainly not have any good results. Lu Guanggan could not change the done thing. Even Guo Feiyang just sighed deeply after hearing the situation afterwards.

Tone. He is worried about his apprentice. The difficulty of work in Ningbei will be greatly increased in the future. Not only must he fight with drug lords in a battle of wits and courage, but he must also beware of internal secret arrows. Now even the original allies,

Even a comrade in the trenches is so weak, how can anyone go all out to fight the enemy? Who can tell how many behind-the-scenes transactions are waiting to assassinate Long Ruohai? But this is a very special time.

During this period, everything had to make way for the proper handling of Sun Shengjie's funeral. Facing this reality, Guo Feiyang also deeply felt a sense of powerlessness. If he was like this, what would Long Ruohai do if he was dependent on someone else!

On the second day after the sacrifice of the martyrs, after all efforts, the activity of paying homage to the remains of the martyrs was launched. This kind of thing is easier said than done, and all the details cannot be ignored. If you are not careful, you will cause trouble.

There was a lot of nonsense. Fortunately, with Long Ruohai present, the mother and wife of the martyr tried their best to cooperate. At ten o'clock in the morning, Vice Governor Qu came, Deputy Director Guo came... batch by batch

Leaders of all sizes came. They came to the home of such a humble ordinary policeman. They saw the poverty of the family and heard the conduct of the martyrs.

When they learned that Sun Shengjie's family only relied on his salary and that his elderly mother was still farming in the countryside, the leaders present were all sighing. They were used to seeing police officers who were living and drinking, and they had heard too much about the police's misdeeds.

Policemen like this who insist on poverty and are content with their duties are refreshing to them. Neighbors are here, relatives and friends are here, teachers and students from school are here, and there are many many they don’t know.

People are also here. Everyone is here to pay tribute to the martyrs. They light a stick of incense and bow to express their admiration for the heroes.

Zhao Youcai also came. He had just taken office, wearing a brand-new police uniform with high spirits, and looked very powerful. He took unhurried square steps, accompanied by Luo Hua, and arrived at the martyr's home. When

After he bowed, he walked to Sun Shengjie's mother and asked the old man to express his condolences. Something unexpected happened. The old man did not recognize this red-faced leader. Luo Hua, who was standing aside, quickly stepped forward and introduced him: "Aunt, this is

It’s Director Zhao from our bureau.”

Luo Hua was afraid that the old man could not hear clearly, so he spoke a little louder. Long Ruohai, who was making plans for the memorial service, looked up after hearing the sound, then lowered his head and continued working. At this time, he didn't want to

To make matters worse, I didn't want to show any disrespect to Sun Shengjie in the martyrs' mourning hall. God is not as good as man. What they didn't expect was that Luo Hua's high volume lit up Qiu Shumei's firecracker.

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