It was almost early in the morning, and the hall of Songzhuzhai was brightly lit. Mr. An was sitting in the middle, and Mr. Wang was standing behind him. What is surprising is that not only An Zaijiang and Zuo, but also Chen Lianjin was sitting in the hall, and he even went to Wuzhong.
For several months, An Zaihai actually sat firmly in the middle hall.
But after all, the place is not as numerous as the high-ranking officials in Beijing. This place under the sea has only been built in just a few months. It is actually more powerful than when he was the second-in-command of the powerful Central Propaganda Department. When I sat there, I felt a strong sense of power.
Coming, causing Zuo and Chen Lianjin to take a look at him from time to time.
"When you enter your own base camp, there are many people who take advantage of you. What's there to be proud of? If you have the ability to work in other people's circles like me, just by relying on your ability to protect the second child, you will be eaten up without even a scrap left.
Zuo Qiuming even thought of his own "tragic" experience and cursed endlessly.
Speaking of which, the family meeting was held almost entirely because of An Zaihai. As soon as this friend heard that Xue An was celebrating his sixtieth birthday, he hurried back, galloping under the stars at night. It turned out that An Zaihai arrived at noon today.
He had enough time to congratulate Xue Anyuan in Beijing, but instead of going, he said that he returned to Beijing to deal with the factional crisis.
As for the word "crisis", it is An Zaihai's overall evaluation of Xue Anyuan's birthday. At this moment, the meeting has been going on for more than two hours. The reason why it took such a long time is not that everyone spoke enthusiastically.
, but spent most of the time in silence, occasionally interspersed with An Zaihai’s personal statements.
An Zaihai couldn't figure out how something that should have been denounced by everyone had turned into his own one-man show, and it was becoming more and more boring. I really don't know if the people in front of him were incompetent and couldn't see the danger in it.
, or is it because I have gone crazy by driving thousands of miles?
"Dad, they didn't say anything, but you wanted to show your attitude. What the old Xue family did was so unethical. Do you think that without your recommendation, Xue Anyuan would be where he is today? Besides, he just wants to raise a flag. He should follow us no matter what.
Let me say hello first. Being so arbitrary doesn’t mean it’s a slap in our face. How will outsiders see it?”
It turns out that because of Xue Xiang, An Zaihai has always regarded the Xue family as one of his own. It is precisely because of this understanding. In addition, General An supported Xue Anyuan as the deputy commander of Zhengnan at the Military Commission last time, and received
After passing, An Zaihai couldn't help but
He said that the old Xue family was included in his own faction. But now that he heard that Xue Anyuan was raising the flag for self-reliance, how could An Zaihai swallow this breath, so he rushed back all the way through the starry night and returned to the grand place?
Treat this as a major security crisis.
Sure enough, An Zaihai's words, which he had said countless times, had the same effect as before. Old General An didn't even raise his eyelids, and the other three, Zuo Qiuming, Chen Dao, and An Zaijiang, didn't even talk to each other at all.
When An Zaihai saw the situation in front of him, he suddenly felt a strong sense of sadness and anger, a bit sad for his misfortune and angry at him. The porcelain cup in his hand made a sizzling sound, and he wanted to smash it to the ground in one fell swoop.
He woke up this room full of "sleeping" guys, but when he looked up at the old man's half-opened and half-closed eyes, the anger in his heart was suffocated for no reason.
"Brother, Third Brother, Seventh Brother, what's going on with you three? I heard that you went there this morning? Others have clearly decided to draw a clear line with us, but you still rush forward and get together. You don't have the foundation in your mind.
Xian'er." Seeing that the old talk was ineffective, An Zaihai decisively changed the subject and attacked these three people.
"Second brother, what are you talking about? What does it mean to draw a clear line with us? I don't know how you judge it. Is it possible that the old Xue family can't hold happy events?" Zuo Qiu Ming morning couldn't stand the kind of An Zaihai.
The self-proclaimed king behaves like this, teaches this, teaches that, who is the boss?
Zuo Qiuming made rude remarks, but An Zaihai was not angry but happy. No wonder, after singing a one-man show for half a night, he finally got a voice, so he was inexplicably excited, "Brother, don't pretend to be confused because you understand." Xue Anyan returned to Beijing.
Is such haste a sign that the birthday has been planned in advance? Besides, although the battle on the front line has stopped, the artillery fire has not stopped. As a former commander, is it appropriate to celebrate his birthday at this time? "
Zuo Qiuming naturally knew what An Zaihai said. He just retorted because he couldn't stand An Zaihai's aloof appearance. Now he was not too lazy to answer, lowering his head and cheering with the tea cup in his hand.
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An Zaihai thought he was impressed by Zuo Qiuming, so he became so angry that he put the teacup on the table and said, "Dad, the matter is obvious to us. We can't just turn a blind eye. How much do you have to express your stance?"
An Zaihai said these words with a fierceness he had never spoken before, and even his cheeks seemed to be puffed up and rounded.
Finally, Mr. An opened his eyes: "How do you want me to express my position?"
The seven short words, like sharp needles and sharp arrows, pierced An's bulging cheeks on both sides of the sea and immediately deflated them.
"Yes, how should the old man express his position?" An Zaihai asked himself in his heart.
At first, when he heard about Xue Anyuan's birthday party, his mind got excited, and he immediately rushed back to the capital all night long. Until this one-man show, his mind became more and more excited. He didn't think about how to solve it at all, he just kept going.
Ertily stated to everyone present the fact that the Xue family was self-reliant and the consequences that followed. At this moment, the old man hit the key point, and Xue Anyuan suddenly became speechless.
When he thought about it, the old man really couldn't express his position. Could he have called to scold Xue Anyuan or even Xue Xiang? Or put eye drops on Xue Anyuan at the Military Commission? These are ridiculous actions when he thinks about it. Who would do it?
?
An Zaihai sat back in his chair, his heart filled with resentment and regret. He didn't know what he was resenting specifically, but his heart was filled with the smiling face of that handsome young man. He was disappointed that the man didn't even say hello.
Parting ways? Is it because I am worried that I will lose the little fan who always has a plan and will suffer a loss in future games? Or is it the pain of being betrayed by a relative whom I regard as my nephew...
Perhaps, all kinds of negative emotions are mixed in An Zaihai's heart. In the final analysis, what worries An Zaihai is not what is happening to Xue Anyuan, but what is happening to Xue Xiang!
"Second brother, don't think too much. Xue Xiaoxiao has been with us for more than a day or two. Everyone knows who he is. You don't have to get angry." An Zaijiang didn't think that Xue Anyuan would celebrate his birthday.
How serious are the consequences?
, Besides, he has always only recognized Xue Xiang, not Xue Anyuan. After all, Xue Anyuan's brand is there, and An Xi cannot swallow it in one gulp. But now he sees the anxious and angry look on his second brother's face. An Zaijiang can't bear it.
, and then offered words of comfort.
An Zaihai opened his mouth, wanting to say that An Zaijiang was superficial and childish, but looking at that sincere red face, the words that came to his mouth remained unsaid.
Silence. Silence returned to the lobby.
Suddenly, the old man yawned, took the teacup on the stool, poured tea with his fingers, wiped his eyes, and finally spoke: "Seventh, the eldest and the third have spoken. I see that you have been motionless, and your heart is still.
You've been holding back a lot of words, let's talk about it."
The old man actually asked Chen Dao to speak! An Zaihai was horrified. Zuo Qiu Ming was also shocked. I don't know when the seventh man, who had never been able to climb up to the deputy department, had such weight in the old man's heart.
Chen Dao nodded to the old man, stood up and said, "Since dad has called his name, I will say a few words. In fact, I have nothing to say, just one sentence. My second brother is right to be concerned, but he is overly concerned."
After Chen Dao finished speaking, An Zaihai clasped the tea lid tightly: "Lao Qi, I know that you got close to Xue Xiaozi in Jianghan, and this time you went to Beijing with the gang from Jianghan Province. It's really
In terms of distance, you are no better than Xue Xiaozi and I. I would like to advise you not to be blinded by appearances. You said that I am overly concerned, but I would like to hear how it is done."
Chen Dao was cut off, but he was not annoyed. He even returned a smile: "I said it's reasonable for you to worry too much. You just said you are closer than me and Xue Xiaozi, but I don't know that there are people here who are better than you."
Almost, he didn’t even say a word, how do you know that Mr. Xue made his own decision?"
Chen Daoduan's words woke up the dreamer. An Zaihai looked at the old man's face in surprise. What he saw was still a sleepy old face, but he felt very confident in his heart. After all, with the old man's face
The closeness to Xue Xiang, coupled with the suppression at this time
An Zaihai determined that when Xue Anyuan raised the flag this time, Mr. Xue must have said hello to the old man. But if he had said hello, why didn't the old man tell him directly and let himself wander alone for a long time? Could it be that
I want to see myself embarrassed!
To say that Chen Dao boasts that he has thoroughly studied the art of Chinese strategy for three thousand years is not just bragging. Although his scheming is not worthy of this self-praise, it is still better than that of the An brothers and Zuo Qiu Mingduoduo.
No, his words not only woke up An Zaihai, but Zuo Qiuming and An Zaijiang also showed expressions of sudden realization, and both raised their eyes to look at the old man.
Mr. An, however, remained silent for a long time, holding the tea cup and sipping it gently.
Who knows the disappointment in the old man's heart at this moment, but disappointment is a disappointment, and he is relieved after all. However, the old man's disappointment and peace of mind are not because of Xue Xiang, but because of An Zaihai, because this has always kept him from giving up.
My son can't make up his mind either. But tonight, the old man has completely given up on him and is at ease.
The old man did not expect that this son was not only short-witted, but also had such a narrow structure. For a piece of news, he could draw conclusions out of thin air and put it into practice without any speculation. Such behavior really disappointed the old man. He actually started
I wonder if the previous arrangement for him to enter Wuzhong to clean up the situation was a big mistake and a wrong move.
Seeing that the old man was still silent, An Zaihai finally reached the limit of his patience. He stood up and said anxiously: "Dad, you are just trying to show off your skills. What will happen to Mr. Xue..."
In the middle of An Zaihai's talk, there was a loud bang, and the old man smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground. His eyes that seemed to be open and closed suddenly opened and closed, and his eyes flashed, making everyone in the audience stand up.
Come, stand sideways.
The old man stared closely at An Zaihai's incredibly square face, raised his hand and pointed: "If you can do it, do it, and if you can't do it, speak out. There are many people who do things. You are a dignified official of Wuzhong Province, in your position
, do not seek political advice,
All I think about all day long is fighting and scheming. It’s a shame that the common people can point their fingers at an official like you! Starting from now, you will not be allowed to step into our homes for three years. If you can’t do anything in Wuzhong,
Mingtang, don’t come back!”
After that, the old man waved his hand to stop An Zaijiang, who was about to make a sound, and strode away with his cane.
An Zaijiang was about to catch up, but was stopped by Lao Wang, who did not follow up. Lao Wang took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them over. Before An Zaijiang could take over, An Zaihai snatched them away.
Go over there, open it and take a look, and you will be stunned on the spot.
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It was early summer, and the night was windy. Xue Xiang was a coveted guy, so he drove slowly back home. When he got home, the courtyard of the Xue family was already quiet. As soon as he parked the car in the warehouse, he found that the courtyard was quiet.
There was a noise on a big tree. Looking as far as the eye could see, under the clear moonlight, there was something on the treetops.
The person saluted him, and Xue Xiang knew that this was the guard who accompanied Xue Anyuan to the capital last time. The only drawback of the Xue family's new house is that there are not enough guest rooms, or there are no guest rooms. Even with the Xue family gathered together, they still have to add extra space to the room.
The bed can only be squeezed in. Naturally, there is no room for guards.
Xue Xiang raised his hand and saluted back, a little apologetic in his heart, but still did not say an invitation. After all, he had tried before, but was always declined. After saluting the guards, Xue Xiang walked into the room, but saw that he was generous.
There was no one in the hall. There were two Eight Immortals tables side by side, with many gift boxes scattered around, and a bunch of small golden pigs and silver horses scattered all over the table.
Xue Xiang smiled, but could not stop himself. He moved his eyes upward and stopped at the calligraphy and painting hanging in the middle of the hall. He read these eight characters silently over and over again, feeling infinite gratitude to the old chief and An Lao in his heart.
There is actually a reason why Xue Xiangsheng felt this way.
Because he knows how risky it is for Xue Anyuan to raise the flag alone this time, how many people are waiting to see the joke, and how many people are waiting to fail. Although Xue Anyuan is the founding general, he is also the most shining star in this southern expedition.
, in terms of qualifications and power, one must be independent
It was extremely reluctant to raise the flag. After all, it is now 1979, not 1999. Several old commanders are still alive, and their qualifications and strength exceed those of Xue Anyuan. There are many generals, but the result of the discussion between Xue Anyuan and Xue Xiang
, one word: Lift!
The old chief not only asked Uncle Nan to send the eight-character operation with profound meaning in writing, but also unfolded it in person in court.
It is impossible for the Xue family at home to be here
The guests opened the gift box before they left. At that time, Xue Xiang took the gift box and wanted to go, but he was stopped by Uncle Nan and opened it in front of everyone. The meaning of it was obvious to everyone after just a little taste. This was obviously the old man's.
The chief is not only supportive, but also supportive.
As for the help given by Mr. An, only Xue Anyuan, the old man, and Lao Wang knew about it. It turned out that Xue Xiang had already sent a letter to the old man after they had discussed it with Xue Anyuan, and the letter was neither a phone call nor a text.
letter, but
A few pages of comics. There is certainly a reason why Xue Xiang chose such an original and unconventional way to convey information. To put it into detail, as the years go by, the friendship between Xue Xiang and the old man is like a jar of fine wine.
The more it brews, the sweeter it becomes.
And it was precisely because of this too close feeling that Xue Xiang was embarrassed to tell the old man that after all, no matter how he explained it, it was a fact that the Xue family was self-reliant. But it was impossible not to explain it. After all, paper could not cover the fire.
Time was lost and he became more passive. However, in this matter, Xue
After all, the family was a little ashamed, unable to speak, and it was difficult to form words when writing. Therefore, Xue Xiang chose a game-like theme like comics as a way to convey information. And Xue Xiang knew that with the old man's mind and city government,
Even if you are so small, it is impossible not to see the pros and cons.
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An Zaihai grabbed a few pages of manuscript paper that Lao Wang handed to An Zaijiang, and when he flipped through it, what caught his eye were pictures but no text. After flipping through several pages, he realized that this was the case. An Zaihai looked puzzled at first.
He looked at Lao Wang earnestly, and Lao Wang made a gesture of invitation. An Zaihai temporarily forgot about the harshest words in the history of the old man he had just received, and stared at the picture closely to think about it.
Here, when An Zaihai turned over the paper, An Zaijiang and Zuo Chen's brother-in-law all rushed forward. They couldn't wait to see what secrets were hidden in these papers, so that the old man could not even think about such a big thing.
It's really curious that it can be suppressed.
A group of senior officials did not care about their image and huddled around An Zaihai. Fortunately, An Zaihai looked at the paintings very slowly. It took several minutes to turn over one page, but everyone could see it clearly. It turned out that the first page was
, I drew a big tree, next to the big tree
There is a small tree standing. The small tree on the second page dies. On the third and fourth pages, the big tree gradually becomes larger, and the small tree that just fell gradually becomes smaller until it disappears. On the fifth page, there is a strong wind and a strong wind.
The tree failed to withstand the damage of the Lord and was broken by its roots.
Then, the picture on the sixth page is exactly the same as the first page, except that one branch of the big tree is drawn extremely long, like a curved arm surrounding the small tree. On pages seven and eight, the small tree gradually grows longer.
Big, on page 9, as usual, a strong wind blew, causing the big trees to sway, and the small trees that grew up moved to the west, and the branches of the big and small trees intersected and leaned against each other. On page 10, the wind got stronger, and the two trees were bent.
It got even harder, but it still leaned on it and never broke.
The drawing technique on the white paper is very poor, but it expresses the meaning accurately. Even An Zaijiang, who is the worst at guessing people's thoughts, can also read the story of these ten pages of drawings. Obviously, pages one to five are a story.
It is said that when a small tree dies, its body turns into nutrients and is absorbed by the big tree.
Close it, the storm came, the single trees could not form a forest, and the big trees eventually fell; and there was another story on pages six to ten, which said that under the protection of the big trees, the small trees gradually grew up, but the storm came, and the big trees fell.
He leaned on the little tree for help, and together they withstood the storm and survived.
To be more specific, this painting is constantly clumsy, and there are many errors that violate common sense. For example, the branches of the big tree on page six are almost wrapping around the small tree. According to normal scientific common sense, we all know that small trees cannot receive sunlight.
It cannot grow vigorously. Also on pages 9 and 10, when the wind comes, the two trees do not fall to one side, but bend towards each other, which is obviously against the laws of mechanics. (To be continued)