Fortunately, Xiaoshan is not as smooth as before, with the roads and the population getting thicker. Xue Laosan took a bag and walked a few steps before he encountered an empty car tow goods. After a few conversations, he got on the car.

It’s not that the driver didn’t like him and did not allow him to sit in the cockpit, but that it was dusk, and the setting sun was ripe. In addition, Xue Laosan knew that when he left Xiaoshan today, he was definitely not as polite as he responded to the polite words of the villagers who gave him things - he came to pick them up again next year, probably just like Kuoshantun, and stepped on it again, and I don’t know which year or month it was. Therefore, Xue Laosan really felt like "outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass was green all over the sky."

The truck was just to Huayuan. Because of the last trip, the car was naturally very fast. It took only an hour to travel from Xiaoshan to Huayuan.

As soon as Xue Xiang got off the truck, Shi Yong drove in the car in a short while.

It turned out that Zhou Mingfang had known about the movements over Xiaoshan in Huayuan, so he sent a car to pick Xue Xiang up. Who would have thought that Xue Xiang got on the truck and didn't catch up with two or three buses. Then, Shi Yong took people to sway at the intersection, and just happened to follow Xue Xiang.

When he arrived at Zhou Mingfang's office, Huang Guan was there at 6:30 in the evening and arrived at the place. Zhou Ming was ready to prepare dinner. Who would have thought that this supper would not be eaten in Huayuan after all. Feng Jing from the provincial capital called and invited everyone to Liaoyang.

Liaoyang is not close to Huayuan, and the express train will take two hours. However, Minister Feng spoke, so everyone naturally had no reason to object.

Just like that, at 9:00 pm, Xue Laosan held his job.

The supper was eaten at Feng Jing's house. Mrs. Feng had good craftsmanship. Although it was a table of home-cooked dishes, it also improved the flavor.

Feng Jing has a son and a daughter, all of whom have already started a family, and his son and daughter-in-law have not been in politics. He is a people's teacher in a key provincial high school. It is the end of the semester and there is no way to rest in the evening. The couple took a heat bucket and greeted the three of them. Then they went back to school to work. After Mrs. Feng finished the banquet, she sued everyone and returned to the study.

Therefore, there were only three or three people who had dinner at night.

Feng Jing’s home is not in the provincial party committee compound, but an ordinary house next to the provincial party committee compound. The overall layout is simple and simple, so Xue Lao Sanji admires it.

To put it in detail, Feng Jing did not give Xue Xiang a very good impression. Of course, this was not very good. It was entirely because Xue Laosan was disgusted with officials in his previous life, thinking that there was no good thing for the officials who were good at ease and flattering to him.

It was just like this that Feng Jing gave him the first impression of Xue, but he didn't know that Feng Jing was almost in danger at that time, and he naturally didn't care about decent things.

Of course, this is not a very good feeling, and it will not make Xue Xiangzhen dislike Feng Jing, but it is just a small thorn in his heart.

But today, he stepped into Feng Jing's house. This simple and simple house and the family with a strong bookish atmosphere completely changed Xue Laosan's view of Feng Jing.

It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and although this is not necessarily 100% accurate, a person's family environment best reflects a person's temperament and quality.

Because it was a light meal, and the three officials were not good at drinking, the four of them had a few drinks and then started the meal. Feng Jing and the other three ate a bowl and stopped early. However, Xue Laosan almost ate the rice pot of Feng Jing's house.

To put it in detail, Xue Laosan was indeed hungry. He was really hungry for a day this day. He had no teeth. He woke up in the morning and had not had time to eat. He went to the suburbs to welcome Minister Jin and others. He had a meeting in the morning. Seeing that the meeting was about to part with him, the crowd had another incident of siege. Dinner was about to begin, and then he followed Feng Jing's call and rushed to Liaoyang. Xue Laosan was the master of national arts again, but he was extremely unhappy when the Five Insect Temple had no food.

The guests were invited to have no meals. Whether it was a prince or a nobleman or a commoner, he would probably be very embarrassed when encountering this. At present, Feng Jing is exactly like this.

Minister Feng almost blushed and called Mrs. Feng out of his foot, and complained.

When Mrs. Feng heard that she had no food, she said frankly and said she didn't believe it. While muttering, "I took four bowls of rice", she went into the kitchen. Soon after a "huh" sound came from the kitchen, Mrs. Feng lit the gas again and asked how to add the bowl of noodles. Xue Laosan responded generously and said that it would be best to put a drum. Zhou Mingfang and Huang Guan were so embarrassed that they covered their faces and ran away. It was so embarrassing to be a guest with such a person!

Commissioner Zhou was the most similar to Xue Laosan. He stared at first and kicked at the back. However, Xue Laosan was more like a city wall and his legs were like iron pillars. Commissioner Zhou was only about to stare and kicked his shoes and Xue Laosan was only concerned about chewing hard.

However, Feng Jing came back to the taste, and sometimes he greeted Xue Xiang with a smile, and sometimes he called Mrs. Feng in the kitchen to serve the noodles in a small tin pot made of porridge. At this moment, Minister Feng could see that the prince of the Xue family did not treat him, Feng as an outsider.

As Feng Jing ordered, Mrs. Feng brought out a small tin pot of three pounds. After the tin pot was served, Mrs. Feng refused to move and stood aside, as if she was looking at the Western scenery, and wanted to see how much appetite this young man had.

Who would have thought that when Mrs. Feng's mouth was so full that it took a minute and it didn't close.

But when the young man saw this young man stirred the chopsticks in a tin pot for a few times, he reached out and brought half a plate of braised spicy chicken, poured it into the tin pot, and then buried his head in, and a few of them filled with a tin pot of noodles. Then, Xue Laosan started working around and left, and he poured the dishes on the plate into the tin pot. After stirring several times, he ate and chewed it. A pot of noodles was made in half a minute.

Finally, Xue Laosan was full of wine and food, and he was full of thought, but the other three were stunned.

After a long time, Zhou Mingfang suddenly said, "Xue Xiang, are you reincarnated by a starving ghost or Zhu Bajie reincarnated? This is the appetite..."

Zhou Mingfang stammered and exclaimed, Feng Jing and Huang Guan were also very impressed. However, Mrs. Feng was frightened to see it, afraid that Xue Laosan would lose her stomach, so she made a polite suggestion, asking him to find a place to lie down first.

Xue Laosan smiled and said, "Auntie, my appetite is natural, it's not hindered. Besides, the dishes you cook are really delicious. I can't even stop my mouth." After speaking, he pulled out his legs from under the table: "Look, I kicked me underneath before, but I couldn't stop my chopsticks."

"Hahaha……"

Xue Xiang's words made everyone happy.

After dinner, the four of them set up a tea table under the old pine tree in front of Feng Jingtang, sat around to drink tea and talk.

At that time, the bright moon is like a wheel, the night wind is clear and bright, neither cold nor hot, and it is quiet and peaceful, but it is an excellent environment for chatting and making friends.

In fact, this moment is the core time for their gathering.

"I heard from Lao Jin that Xiaoshan is very troubled today. Lao Jin is a steady person. I see that he speaks a little trembling, so he must be very troubled. Xue Xiang, Lao Jin has a lot of praise to you. He is the most popular person. I rarely listen to him praise people. From his tone, he seems to have to call the Propaganda Department and ask someone to go to Xiaoshan to have a good time!"

After sharing the tea for the three of them, Minister Feng started the conversation.

Xue Xiang waved his hand repeatedly: "Don't, you all know my current situation. It's really a lawsuit, and I want to bury my head in the land. I can't tell you this person!"

"Hahaha……"

The three of them laughed happily. They were no better than others. They knew that Xue Xiang’s situation was not good. Not to mention anything else, the article Xue published in the People’s Daily a few days ago, which almost defended himself almost became a magnet that attracted swords, guns, swords and halberds. They have been criticized many times these days, and many great theorists in the party who have not appeared for a long time have written articles.

Of course, no one dares to directly refute the exemption of agricultural tax, which is unforgivable. After all, Xue Laosan has innate justice, and most of his firepower is actually "Xue predicts that in more than 20 years, the Republic will definitely exempt agricultural tax from agricultural tax" and scolding him for being very happy about his merits.

Fortunately, Xue Laosan knew that this article was in the hands of the old leader. He passed it and then published it. However, with the word "not updated", Xue Laosan knew that he would rest assured. Therefore, when he was provoked by these old guys who were usually idle and difficult to stimulate, Xue Laosan simply avoided it and simply stopped reading the newspaper, so he became quiet for a while.

The quietness is hard to come by, and Xue Laosan is unwilling to be in the whirlpool of the storm again. To be honest, the famous one, Xue Laosan has already given enough, almost to the point of disgust. At this moment, if the provincial newspaper will create another such as "100,000 people sending to the secretary - Jiao Yulu in the Ji Xin era", Xue Laosan can go crazy.

Furthermore, if such reports are really published, wouldn’t those people scold him for being so fond of merit and greedy for fame and fortune?

The four of them followed Xue Xiang's scene in Xiaoshan today. After a while, the topic was soon brought on the right track by Feng Jing again.

"Xue Xiang, I don't know how Comrade An Yuan is doing now. As the time comes, what is our constitution this year?"

Feng Jing held the teacup and said a word, then gently scraped the edge of the cup with the tea cover. It seemed to be clear and clear, but as soon as this said, Huang Guan and Zhou Mingfang cranked the teacup in his hand at the same time, and a sound came from him.

However, this year's term change is different from previous years, and it was postponed for a full four months. The People's Congress was not held until September. This shows that the game between all parties is fierce.

In front of these three, except for Zhou Mingfang who was promoted to the full position as early as the New Year, Feng Jing and Huang Guan both have people who pursue it. Of course, although Zhou Mingfang did not pursue it in his position, how could he not care about major events within the faction? In a sense, the height of the faction leader largely determines the height of other people in the faction.

It is not an exaggeration to Zhou Mingfang care about it!

Feng Jing and Huang Guan are probably concerned, especially Zhou Mingfang is more likely to be three points, because these two people's pursuit in this election is quite large! (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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