However, no one had time to pay attention to his incompetence at this moment. They all stared at Qi Rusheng and waited for his next article. Xi Rusheng did not dare to neglect, so he briefly and powerfully brought out the scenes that happened at the Standing Committee of Dejiang and Shuzhong Provincial Party Committee.

As soon as he finished speaking, An Zaihai laughed out loud, slapped the table with affection, and shouted: "Jue, Jue, you are so fucking treating Jue! It's really a golden monkey who is so thrilling. Yu Yu clarifies Wanli, the third brother is so mean to treat the goods, I'm convinced!"

Xu Zigan, Xue Pingyuan also smiled and felt relieved. When the Dejiang storm started, these people were all holding back their energy and wanted to support Xue Laosan. They gathered their strength and prepared to do a big fight.

Who knew that Mr. Qiu was the first to play the game, and used the supreme magical powers to quickly exchange views with the old leader, and then rushed to kill a game of ten thousand horses early. The fierce battle against thousands of troops was concluded early. Even if these people were powerful, they had nowhere to use them.

When the old leader came his opinion, Xu Zigan and his wife had to stop and were very discouraged.

But now, Xue Laosan used his magical skills to use this magical stroke to turn decay into magic, completely turning the situation around.

It really greatly increases one's own power and destroys the morale of the enemy. What else can be more enjoyable than this?

Only when Xue Anyuan heard the news, he smiled on his face and quickly returned to his solemn appearance. After An Zaihai finished speaking, he said in a deep voice: "The third brother is doing something wrong again, and the old leader has made a chess piece. How can this kid just say it? Where is the majesty of the old leader?"

Indeed, this honest man took advantage of it and thought about how to deal with the aftermath.

What is the mood of other families? Xue Anyuan is too lazy to care about it. But how could he ignore the old leader?

Not to mention anything else, the old leader sent his favorite premier horizontal scroll over. The meaning was very obvious, and he was apologetic and comforted him with Xue Anyuan's use.

But now, Xue Anyuan still needs comfort? The one who needs comfort is probably another group of people.

This is what he deserves to do with this heavy gift!

It's like accepting gifts and not doing anything. Xue Anyuan doesn't ask about such a person, but now things have become like this. He is really worried. The old leader will feel a grudge in his heart.

Of course, he had thought about sending the four characters back, but what kind of person is the old leader? If he returns it, wouldn’t he laugh at him as a petty man? This is not a pleasure!

Seeing Xue Anyuan's concerns, Xu Zigan patted his arm and smiled, "Brother Anyuan, just keep your heart in your stomach. What a person our old leader is as strong as the sea and has a broad mind. Will this little thing be in his heart?"

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There is a lot of rain in autumn. The grass and trees are lush and fishing alone in the pond is better than the immortals in the East China Sea.

As time goes by, it is just the old saying that spring is in trouble and autumn is scarce, and the old leader doesn’t like to go out anymore, so he spends most of his time in this plum garden.

He was fishing the pond the day before yesterday. He would take a meal at lunch every day. He would hold a fishing rod, sit on the bluestone, lean against the willow tree, and regardless of whether there is bait on the hook or whether there is fish in the pond, and then sit quietly. Sometimes, as he fishes, people would fall asleep, and wake up, and feel refreshed, more comfortable and more energetic than sleeping in the bed.

At noon that day, the old leader went to the fields to look at the millet for a while, then turned home, picked up a kettle and fishing gear, and sat down by the pond. He just pulled the hook into the pond. The guards came to report that Xue Anyuan would like to see him.

The old leader put away the fishing rod and stood up. Not long after, Xue Anyuan, who was dressed in a well-equipped manner, turned out from the camphor forest.

He was about to salute, and the old leader smiled from afar and said, "What? Have you figured it out? You are finally willing to see me? You, the older you are, the more you are, the more you are."

Of course, Xue Anyuan knew what the old leader was referring to. If he had not received Qi Rusheng's notice just now, he could still defend himself. But now, the old leader's big drama has become a miserable, which makes him very embarrassed and guilty.

Now, after the old leader said something, the famous general who had fought for a long time could not help but blush his face and his lips were speechless.

Just as I was embarrassed, there was another rumbling movement from the woods behind me. No need to ask, there was someone coming again.

Sure enough, after a while, the Southern Comrade walked over, with a solemn look on his face, and shouted from afar: "Dad, Dad, it's amazing, this Monkey King is so upset."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xue Anyuan. Comrade Nanfang seemed to have found the victim. He stepped forward and grabbed Xue Anyuan's arm, and said to the face: "Brother Anyuan, I don't understand what you taught me. Your Xue family is also a loyal family and an honest family. Why did you have such a tricky and slick monster like Xue Laosan?"

"cough."

The old leader coughed and glared at Comrade Nanfang: "What's wrong? Is the back of his butt on fire?"

"You don't know yet?"

Comrade Nanfang looked at the old leader in surprise. He thought that Xue Anyuan had already explained the situation clearly to the old man.

"What's the matter? Don't keep it aside." As he said that, the old leader stretched out his foot and kicked the Southern comrade's legs.

Comrade Nanfang shouted: "It turns out that your brother Anyuan is embarrassed to say that he wants me to speak on his behalf. OK, then I will help you speak on his behalf.

After saying that, Comrades in the South would come out with the cause and effect.

Sure enough, the old leader showed a shock on his face: "The original manuscript of Dream of Red Mansions? Have you found it clear?"

After a word, Comrade Nanfang's two eyebrows almost flew out: "Dad, when is it now? Do you still care about this Dream of Red Mansions?"

"Ask you something."

"I found out, I found out that it was jointly established by many professors from the Beijing Institute of Technology. It was a real thing."

"Okay, okay, it's so great. A cultural peak in our country is preserved. The original manuscript? When did you ask Xue Xiang to show me that this monkey is good, but he just distrusts people. He always thinks that his treasures are being missed by others at home, and some good things are just being circulated outside. What is this for?"

The old leader said something, and Xue Anyuan was sweating coldly.

Indeed, although the little moves of Xue Laosan's antiques in the past were secret, they were bright and slight in the eyes of the old leader's giant who observed the sky with the Dharma Heart!

What a character the old leader is, how can he not see that the original manuscript of Dream of Red Mansions fell into his hands early, Xue Laosan, and the old leader also vaguely complained that Xue Laosan did not trust the museum staff and took all the treasures to Hong Kong Island.

Comrades in the south were extremely dissatisfied with the old man avoiding the important things and always talked about Dream of the Red Chamber.

What is Dream of Red Mansions? It is a strange book. Its publication is indeed a major event in the cultural and antiques world.

But what is it about the big game of politics?

He didn't understand that the old man would not make political considerations, just talk about this Dream of Red Mansions.
Chapter completed!