Mr. Xue was doing his best and rushed. Even so, when he arrived at the Dejiang People's Auditorium, the People's Congress had ended.

      He didn't even bother to ask about the situation, but was surrounded by countless people. Tuantuan congratulated him. Jiang Fangping was quick-witted and saw him first, and pulled him out of the crowd.

    "Fang Ping, what's going on? Wei Lan... what's wrong with Director?"

     First, Jiang Fangping pulled Xue Xiang out of the crowd, and then Xue Xiang carried Jiang Fangping to a secluded corner. When Fang arrived at the place, Mr. Xue pressed Jiang Fangping against the wall and asked with a red face.

     "I heard that before the voting, Director Wei seized the opportunity, stood on the top of the TV on the second floor, delivered a speech, and called on all the NPC deputies to vote for you. Later, you were elected almost with full votes!"

     Jiang Fangping's eyebrows were flying, and he was overjoyed.

      He had no intersection with Wei Lan and would not worry about her future. What he cared about was that his parents were actually alive and escaped again.

    "I ask you, what's wrong with Director Wei?"

     Xue Lao's eyebrows were twisted, and he said it was cold.

     Jiang Fangping felt something strange and dared not neglect it, saying, "The election has not ended yet, Director Wei was taken away. Now, I don't know where to go."

     Xue Laozheng was furious when suddenly the sirens sounded loudly. Then, a long convoy of Santana and Jeep rushed past the main road not far away.

    "Provincial Party Committee license plate, Provincial People's Congress license plate, Provincial Discipline Inspection Commission license plate... Oh my God, something big is going to happen!"

      stared at the cars passing by in front of him, and Jiang Fangping muttered to himself.

    ……………………

    Jiang Fangping said it right, Dejiang really had something big to do!

    In fact, all this was destined as soon as Wei Lan climbed the platform.

    As a few days later, shocking news broke out one after another.

    Weilan undermined the election, but this behavior was not involved in interests, it was purely from public intention. He was exempted from criminal responsibility, which caused a bad impact, seriously violated the Party Constitution and discipline, was expelled from the Party and was publicly held!

    Kong Fangao, Huang Youlong, Zuo Jiao, Qiu Qingchun, Song Zugui, Wei Qiliang and others violated organizational procedures, undermined election discipline, expelled from the party, and were publicly held.

    In addition, countless cadres were scattered and punished. In the end, they actually alarmed the Central Y Discipline Inspection Commission.

       More than half a month after the end of the People's Congress, Xue Xiang, who had not been consulted by the task force, finally received a call from the task force asking him to rush to Dejiang and accept the conversation.

    According to expectations, the place where the conversation was not in the prefectural committee, or even in the city, but in a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

     When I opened the antique wooden door, I saw a simple and elegant courtyard. Under the tall sycamore tree, there was a purple teacher chair. It was gorgeous in shape, which attracted Mr. Xue's attention. When I saw it, the wooden veins were thin and twisted silk like cow hair, which was clearly a master chair made of red sandalwood.

    A few years ago, Mr. Xue also worked as a business of reselling antiques in his old house. He was a little bit of aware of this. He was even more familiar with the red sandalwood. At that time, he had the idea of ​​sucking the old house because he accidentally kicked over a meal case at home and saw through the inspiration he got.

     Now, the reform and opening up deepening, some people are getting rich, and the collection industry is also vaguely warming up. The precious wood of red sandalwood has also become popular quickly. As far as Mr. Xue knows, a handful of red sandalwood jade can be sold for thousands of yuan. Such a magnificent shape and luxurious material is placed in the antique market, it will definitely cause robbery, and selling tens of thousands of yuan is just a matter of nostalgia.

      Why do this small courtyard in the suburbs have such luxurious wooden tools?

    At a surprise, Mr. Xue glanced at the blue and white fish tanks in the late Qing Dynasty, Xuande incense burners in the Ming Dynasty, jade lions in Dali, and other rare treasures, which were not visible or exposed, and were placed in a staggered and arranged in the courtyard.

     Half Xue was so obsessed that he almost forgot why he came here. A strong male voice suddenly came from behind him, "I heard that Xue Xiangbo is very talented for a long time. When I see him today, it seems that he is worthy of his reputation."

     Following the sound, he was a thin old man, wearing thick glasses on the bottom of the bottle, wearing a clean and old Zhongshan suit, with a simple appearance, speaking Mandarin, a thick Sichuan sound, holding a square inkstone in his hand, and walking with a smile.

    "Secretary Mao!"

     Xue Xiang was surprised and shouted out. He knew the person who came, Mao Ying, the first deputy secretary of the Central J Committee!

    As we all know, the Central J Committee has always been the weighty, and the first deputy secretary is the most powerful senior official at the ministerial level, and together with the executive deputy of the Organization Department, he is now the one who is in charge of the Central J Committee. Mao Ying can be the first deputy of the Central J Committee, which shows his ability.

      The Dejiang case was said to be a big deal, but it was far from enough to say that the first deputy of the Central J Committee would come down and walk on it in person.

    When I saw Secretary Mao here, Old Xue was shocked and his mind was spinning very quickly.

     Secretary Mao smiled, "You are not polite. I said you are a little talented. You don't even have a polite word. I guess you are really worth it. Then I will test you and evaluate the inkstone in my hand. I am sure that I will remove the two words that are not worthy of being famous before. You are really worthy of being famous."

       is completely different from the serious agency of the Central J Committee. Although this Secretary Mao is strict in discipline, he has a humorous personality. He is famous for his disciplinary committee. I don’t know how many bigwigs criticized this. Only the elder joked that the Central J Committee is a cold iron yamen, and there are many warm people, isn’t it just right?

      However, Secretary Mao said that as soon as he finished speaking, he handed the inkstone to Mr. Xue.

    Xue took it with a smile and looked carefully. The inkstone was purple-black in color, and it was shaped like an oval plate. The two palms were as beautiful as jade, as greasy as skin, and had a sharp edge. On the left side of the inkstone, there was a strange peak, and the lingering clouds set off a round fish as the inkstone pond, making the strange peak even more charming and hazy.

      finely rubbed the texture of the inkstone, and Old Xue smiled and said, "This is She inkstone, the name of the inkstone, Huangshan Shengjing inkstone, as I expected, this is the work of Hu Liang of Jixi, Hu Liang crafts lacquer carvings. This inkstone uses freehand brushwork to fully display the danger, wonder, wonder and beauty of Huangshan in this small place. With such a good inkstone, Secretary Mao must be able to make poems shocking the wind and rain, and his pens cry out to the ghosts and gods."

    "Haha, it is worthy of fame, it is worthy of fame!"

     Secretary Mao laughed heartily, "Brother Anyuan, there is someone to succeed. It's not right, it's time for the young master."

     Speak, Mr. Xue’s antique skills are not as good as the best. He just used the old house to get the old house earlier. In addition, he was interested in antiques in his previous life, so he followed Mr. Li and the lame old man to ask for advice and got a lot of antique skills.

      In addition, this She inkstone was originally a famous inkstone that was as famous as Duan inkstone. It was not remote. Mr. Xue collected several places, one of which was made by Hu Liang.

     At this moment, Secretary Mao took this inkstone to take the school and took him, which was no different from delivering food.

    "But, you are also wrong, what does it mean to be such a good inkstone with you? My old man can make poetry shocking the wind and rain, and the pens are so touching that ghosts and gods. Do you think this inkstone belongs to me, hum, can my whole life salary be exchanged for this inkstone? I'm confused!"

     Secretary Mao turned his joy to anger and snorted, "You know who this courtyard belongs to? I tell you that this is your newly elected Mayor Kong. It's a shame, a shame in Shu. In front of Dejiang's official, he was doing Dejiang's business. His father was a feather, and he was a feather, and he colluded with each other. The numbers he made were simply broken. The records of the corruption captured by the Commission for Discipline Inspection. Look at the things in this room, which one should be used and afforded by the ruling party. It's shocking!"

    Secretary Mao's words were finished, and Mr. Xue was shocked. He never expected that this election would create a case in the case. Kong Fangao not only lost his career, but also became a prisoner at the bottom.

    "Since that is the case, is the punishment for Comrade Wei Lan severe?"

     Mr. Xue said his most concerned issue.

     Weilan, a woman like a secluded orchid in the empty valley, has not seen each other for half a month since she left by the lake that day, and she has even lost news about her.

      Now, Mr. Xue repeatedly recalled the scene of the appointment by the lake, and then he realized what Wei Lan's inexplicable words "Take good care" meant.

      I'm afraid that at that time, Wei Lan had made plans to burn herself at the People's Congress.

    Every time I think of this, Mr. Xue is filled with deep emotion and unresolved shame.

     Therefore, this time, Secretary Mao summoned him. He did not ask about his own situation, but had to plead for Wei Lan first.

     Unexpectedly, as Old Xue finished speaking, Secretary Mao suddenly changed his face. The old man's orange-skinned face, which had a warm smile, suddenly flashed and thundered.

    "You are so embarrassed to speak for Wei Lan and destroy the election. I regard organizational discipline. These two are enough for the sentence. How dare you plead for him?"

    "But..."

    "But what, you want to say, Wei Lan was wronged. Since it was found out that Kong Fango was operating the election, Wei Lan's counterattack was reasonable and legal? Absurd! Only expelling the party and public office was already a mercy outside the law!"

    "You can't ruin Wei Lan's future like this, it's unfair to her!"

     "Fair, you Xue Xiang dares to mention fairness now, but you are just making Dejiang uneasy for this little thing. Who is fair to you? I hope you find out that this time I came to you, not to talk about the past and reminisce about the past, but to ask you to explain the problem. Is there any shameful relationship between you and Wei Lan in addition to your colleagues?"

     Secretary Mao was shocked, and Mr. Xue almost couldn't stand firm and sat down on the ground.

    This is really a heart-wrenching question!

     Mr. Xue Lao also realized why Secretary Mao was furious. Wei Lan abandoned her family and gave up her bright future just to argue for him, Xue Xiang. Is this reasonable?

      Even if it is reasonable, what is he doing to plead with Xue Xue now? Could it be that he will stage a bloody drama of "female subordinates have feelings, and male superiors have righteousness"? (To be continued)

    

    

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Chapter completed!