Of course, when Xue Xiang led Jiang, the two of them entered the garden, not to enjoy flowers. It turned out that the gardens on the left and right sides were also cleverly laid out by Xue Xiang, with a few tables each, barely equivalent to a VIP room. The one on the right
They were all high-ranking officials, plus some military generals. On the left side were all the officials, big and small, who had been sent by their fathers to celebrate their birthdays.
In this room, Xue Xianggang led Jiang Chaotian and Shi Jian into the garden. Immediately, the noise in the garden stopped. The big and small Yamen who were shouting nonsense all opened their eyes. They looked at Xue Xiang and the three of them, and they all lowered their heads.
Got my head. This
It’s not that the gangsters were afraid of Xue Xiang, after all, no matter how cruel Xue Laosan was, he would never reach out to deal with the gift giver. But Jiang Chaotian’s evil spirit in the yamen was too strong. When these guys saw it, they couldn’t help but feel jealous.
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Xue Xiang saw the warmth and warmth of these yamen in front and back, and his mind raced, and he knew why. Today was a good day for Xue Anyuan, and Xue Xiang did not want to be left in the cold, so he loudly called for those who were returning north with Xue Lin.
Xu Cuifeng will accompany you on your behalf. Xu Cuifeng has a handsome face.
, was well-known in the Sijucheng government circles for his shy temperament, and his amazing affability. As soon as he arrived, there seemed to be a warm sun in the place, completely melting away the severe cold brought by Jiang Chaotian.
Generally speaking, there was another sound in the garden immediately.
After Xue Xiang finished arranging the river, the two of them sat down, apologized, and then left the garden. Who would have thought that as soon as Xue Xiang left, Xue Lin came in, greeted everyone, and then pulled him out.
Xu Cuihuang made a loud noise and ran away without a trace.
Looking at Xu Cuihuang's retreating figure, Jiang Chaotian said softly: "It seems that Xue Laosan's luck has always been good."
Shi Jianfei smiled and said, "Why, is Deputy Director Xu's recent market performance good?"
Both of them are extremely smart people. They know what the other person means just by showing their words.
Jiang Chaotian held the teacup, shook it a few times, and said with a smile: "Jianfei, you are pretending to be confused while trying to convince me that you understand." After that, he lowered his voice and said: "Don't talk about this southern expedition, Director Xu's transfer is not going to happen."
Fang's planning is very good. Our new leader has more than one or two favorable impressions of him, an old subordinate in the Central Z Department..."
Shi Jianfei was surprised: "Is it true that the news that Director Xu is going to be stationed in the Central Office of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China is true?"
As soon as this question came out, Shi Jianfei regretted it. It turned out that this question was contradictory to the previous question.
Jiang Chaotian pretended to be unaware and smiled without saying a word. The latter blushed slightly and raised his cup to drink tea.
When the cup of tea was almost finished, Shi Jianfei found the topic again: "Brother Jiang, is it getting late?"
"Jianfei, if you are hungry, the cut cakes on the table taste good. You can make a cushion first. I guess we will have to wait until the dinner starts." Jiang Chaotian, a person like him, naturally knew the meaning of Shi Jianfei's words, because at this moment,
Kungfu. He saw a lot of people raising their watches.
Jianfei spoke when the room was not waiting. Suddenly, the extremely curious Yameni intervened: "Jiang Da...Section Chief, tell me, it's already this hour, why haven't we started the dinner yet? Who are you waiting for, some big shot? I'm
Seeing that you and Brother Shi are both here, and Commissioner Shao from the Military Commission over there is also here.
The third son-in-law and two sons-in-law of the committee member have arrived. Who is not here? I checked the calendar before I came.
It stands to reason that noon has already arrived. If we don’t have a banquet, we will miss the opportunity..."
Nowadays, the fortune tellers all over the street have not yet reopened their businesses, but there are many government officials in Sijiu City who have become interested in the Feng Shui mysticism that was overthrown and criticized. The person who asked the question in front of him had no words to speak, and none of the people present were able to speak.
I don't know which group he belongs to.
Jiang Chaotian smiled, but didn't answer. After all, this was his family's property, and the host didn't hold a banquet, so there was no reason for a guest to rush.
Jiang Chaotian didn't answer, and no one dared to press him. The Yanei who asked the question was afraid that he would offend Jiang Yanei by speaking out loud, so he kept apologizing in the distance.
Shi Jianfei on the side laughed in a low voice: "You think if the person you are waiting for doesn't come, wouldn't we have a good show today?"
"Is it possible?" Jiang Chaotian flicked the tea cup.
Shi Jianfei smiled back and stopped answering.
In this room, Shi Jianfei and Jiang Chaotian were chatting and drinking tea in a leisurely manner. In the other room, Xue Xiang was so anxious that his mouth was blistering and he wanted to call and ask.
At this moment, in Xue Xiang's room, the three principals of the Xue family, Xue Anyuan, and Xue Pingyuan, who had come all the way, had gathered together to discuss a solution. But after many discussions, there were only two outcomes, having a banquet or continuing to wait. Xue Anyuan had a stubborn temper and was a man who wanted to save face.
Although they did not believe that the person would disgrace them on this special day, they still firmly requested that the banquet be opened.
Xue Anyuan, the head of the family and the longevity lord, had made up his mind, and there was no turning around. Xue Xiang rushed out the door, and immediately the biggest salute was lit. The cannons shot into the sky, but Xue Xiang felt bad in his heart.
"Haha, the banquet is finally here, but I'm starving to death." Shi Jianfei happily said to Jiang Chaotian who was drinking tea at the side.
"What's going on? You can wait a little longer, why is the banquet already started?" In the garden on the right, An Zaijiang looked at the gunfire soaring into the sky with disbelief. He didn't know that this was meant for Chen on the left.
Tao, let’s say it to Zuo Qiuming on the right.
Shi Jianfei and An Zaijiang's two sentences, one statement and one rhetorical question, although they have the same meaning, they express completely different emotions. And these two emotions represent those present who know the reason for the delay in starting the banquet.
The two mentality of those people.
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, Mr. Zhike raised his voice, pumped up his lungs, and shouted, "We have guests coming!!!" amid the thundering sound of artillery fire.
The sound was long and clear. It couldn't be said that the sound shook the trees or stopped the moving clouds. To everyone's ears, it was definitely more thrilling than the salute being fired. Because during the shouting, two people stepped into the gate one after the other.
, attracted countless attention.
But I saw the man in front of me who looked about forty years old. He had a white face and a beardless face, and an elegant expression. He was holding a long red wooden box in his hand. When he stepped into the threshold, his steps were sluggish. Only when he got through the door did he realize that his right leg was slightly slightly...
There is a disease; and the man behind is extremely tall, with slightly frosted temples, a red face, a majestic face, and a mighty military uniform, which greatly increases his power.
When Xue Xiang saw the person coming, a big stone in his heart dropped to the ground, and he cried out: "Uncle Guan, why are you here?"
The tall man in military uniform behind him is Xue Anyuan's old subordinate, Guan Chunlei, the old chief's bodyguard, and the person the Xue family has been waiting for.
Because Xue Anyuan's birthday this time is to open his eyes to Xue, and to open his eyes is nothing more than to show his strength, and the greatest strength of the Xue family is undoubtedly the old leader standing behind him. And with the old leader's current status,
Naturally, it is impossible to come to celebrate Xue Anyuan's birthday in person, so the replacement person is undoubtedly Guan Chunlei, a close person.
Coincidentally, just as Xue Xiang finished speaking, the sound of gunfire outside the door also stopped, and the sound of firecrackers from Guan Chunlei continued: "Why don't I like to listen to what you are saying? Today is the old platoon leader
On the big day, will you, Uncle Guan, be vague?" Guan Chunlei did not explain the reason for his late arrival, but gave Xue Xiangxiong a slap in the face.
When Xue Xiang was about to protest, the elegant middle-aged man on the side spoke up: "Are you Xue Xiang? I heard that you are quite noisy and don't stop in my plum garden. You are very courageous. I like..." The middle-aged man
His voice was gentle, but half of what he said was incomprehensible.
However, Xue Xiang understood the mystery from this incomprehensible part of the words: "My home is the plum garden." He also arrived with Guan Chunlei, and the identity of the middle-aged man was about to be revealed.
"You, you are..." Although Xue Xiang guessed the identity of the middle-aged man, he didn't know how to greet him because he didn't know whether to call him uncle or uncle.
"Silly boy, this is your Uncle Nan. He just came back from abroad and is a great intellectual." It turned out that it was Xue Anyuan who was striding up behind him and helped Xue Xiang decide on his title.
Before Xue Xiang could cry out, the middle-aged man dragged his legs slightly, walked a few steps, held Xue Anyuan's big hand stretched out from far away, and said with a smile: "Brother Xue, happy birthday, my dad has something to do and can't come, he called
On his behalf, I wish you happiness every year and happiness every year." Although the congratulations are cliché, as a middle-aged man, they are valuable.
Today, Xue Anyuan listened to countless congratulations, and only this one made him the most excited, because it was given to him by the old chief.
Just as the two shook hands, many congratulatory guests stood up and gathered around, saying hello to the middle-aged man from a distance. Xue Xiang took a closer look and saw that they were all high-ranking officials from the right garden, and those who had not come over
Yes, obviously he is self-aware and knows that he is not qualified enough.
The middle-aged man was not arrogant either. He returned greetings one by one, and after a long tedious exchange of greetings, he stuffed the redwood box into Xue Xiang's arms. Xue Xiang thought he was going to put it back in the warehouse, so he hugged him and turned to leave, but was struck by
The young man grabbed him and scolded: "Second Brother Guan is right. I have never seen you like this. You are a real guest and you are so eager to receive gifts."
At this time, Xue Xiang probably also knew that the middle-aged man had the same temperament as the old leader. He was humorous and all the restraint in his heart disappeared. He replied: "Uncle Nan, you have wronged me. I came all the way to see you, and you kept talking when you came in."
The tea hasn't been drunk yet, so I'm hurrying to get you some tea." Xue Xiang naturally opened his mouth to answer this.
The middle-aged man laughed and scolded, and did not continue to joke. Instead, he asked Xue Xiang to hold the wooden box. He opened it himself and pulled out a scroll about an inch long. After pulling out the scroll, he handed one end to Xue Xiang.
He held the other end and slowly unfolded it.
Xue Xiang was curious and looked around, but saw a set of calligraphy on the flawless white rice paper. There were eight large and three small characters, a total of eleven large characters, all in regular script. The strokes were coherent vertically and horizontally, with large openings and closings, but also structure.
Rigorous and magnanimous. From a calligraphy point of view, although the entire large characters cannot be said to be of high attainment, the stroke after stroke penetrates the back of the paper, showing the sincerity of the person who wrote it.
After the entire scroll was fully unfolded, a low cry suddenly came from all around, which was obviously the eleven big characters on the rice paper, which shocked everyone.
In fact, not only the onlookers were shocked, but even Xue Xiang was shocked when he read the entire text. (To be continued) rq!~!