Rejecting the invitation to have dinner together in Guling in the evening, Ye Sansheng drove away from the vocational college.

Although he had a special relationship with Guling, Ye Sansheng knew clearly that such invitations were more polite, and they had countless jobs waiting for each other. Restraining themselves and not taking up other people's time casually is also a principle that friends should abide by.

There was no place to go for a while.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to go back to work on the 17th floor, but today he is mentally irritated. He feels that he needs a quiet place to be alone or change the environment, so he can’t help but think of Lingqiu Temple.

The Vocational College is in Yunyang District, in the north of Jiangcheng City, Lingqiu Temple is in Zhongxing District, and in the south of the city, Ye Sansheng passed by the city again, parked his car outside Lingqiu Temple, and bought a ticket to enter the temple.

As a public official, it is quite dangerous and inappropriate to come to the temple at this time, but at this time he really can't control himself and comforts himself that no public official will come at this time and will not know him when he comes. The Discipline Inspection Commission can only go to the teahouse and cannot come to the temple.

——At the same time, he also made the worst plan. Once he really encountered the Discipline Inspection Commission or the leader, he could explain that because the main office was doing the renovation of the railway station area, he came to check it out on the spot.

He definitely didn't dare to burn incense. He followed Taoist Wang and didn't care about these subtitles. He walked out of the door of the Zen Temple where the abbot lived with caution. He looked at the door half-closed, gently pushed the door and stepped in, then went upstairs and turned to the Zen Temple to see from afar. The door was open, and a group of people were sitting on the tatami and drinking tea and talking. The center was Zhiyong, the abbot of Lingqiu Temple.

I didn't recognize anyone else, nor did I look like a public official. I said my luck in my heart, and I didn't hesitate to take off my shoes and sat down next to me. Zhiyong handed over a freshly washed tea cup, then poured the tea, Ye Sansheng tapped his fingers and thanked him.

There were six guests sitting in total. The middle-aged man sitting opposite Zhiyong was talking, and the silk jacket was square in front of him. He was talking about some literati anecdotes from Jiangcheng before, and it seemed to be an artist. When Ye Sansheng was an artist village in Baolai Mountain, he collected information on local artists from Jiangcheng, hoping to invite one or two to enter and set up a specimen. There was no such person in his memory.

After listening for a while, he was sure that he was a calligrapher. He listened to their names. His surname was Shi. Some of the guests called him Master Shi. Zhiyong also called Teacher Shi. Ye Sansheng observed his words and thought that Teacher Shi was not like the kind of performance artist who was so hot. When he thought about it, he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Teacher Shi, please disturb me, can you please show me the words?"

Teacher Shi was stunned and said, "Okay. It's not that you can't read it. There are good works that everyone can appreciate."

Zhiyong's Zen tea has a very ancient style, and it comes and goes casually. He sits down and tea, regardless of origin, disrespects his identity, and treats everyone equally. When the guests who came first saw Ye Sansheng coming in, they were not alarmed, and they were all casual. At this time, they all felt interesting when they heard young people ask for calligraphy works to "read".

Ye Sansheng took out the letter written in Guling from his handbag and spread it on the tatami. Everyone stood up to examine it. After a while, Teacher Shi said, "You are from the Vocational College... Teacher? This should be the word from your Guyuan."

Ye Sansheng was shocked. He was originally involved in speaking with an indifferent attitude and cleared his distracting thoughts in his heart. However, Teacher Shi saw through it at a glance and quickly responded: "It was just written by Gu Yuan. He is my...teacher."

I thought I was not a lie, Guling could be regarded as a teacher who led him into the 17th floor of the city government.

Everyone looked at Zhou Zheng's clothes and the brand newbies he was holding, just like a teacher who had just started working.

"The so-called 'literary writing is like the person' is the same. A person's personality, literacy, aesthetics, even experiences, and moods will be reflected in his works. Gu Yuan's calligraphy also reflects his personality and has a certain degree of recognition." Teacher Shi nodded and said, "Especially since he went from the official palace to the school in the past few months, he felt that he had many insights. You see, the two characters "wei" are often written differently, or the pen is thunderous, but Gu Yuan does not. The two characters "wei" are written with their hearts, very similar, without any shyness, and the pen is hidden and the pen is restrained."

"I'll go back and frame it and hang it on the wall." Ye Sansheng said happily.

"Did these two...eight words be chosen by Guyuan for you, or did you find them yourself?" Teacher Shi suddenly asked again.

"I asked Gu Yuan to write it." Ye Sansheng answered honestly.

"It's very interesting. How could the little brother think of writing these eight words? It's a bit like a new official taking office. Why did you mention it... the deputy section chief still serves as the deputy director of the office for the Guyuan?" Shi Yi looked at him with interest and asked.

When he looked at Ye Sansheng, he didn't look like a teacher who did scientific research and academic work, he was an administrative staff. He was so young that he couldn't even have a deputy director in the vocational college, let alone the vice presidents of the second-level college, who should be in the agency, and it was very likely that they were office staff.

"Deputy Chief Clerk, no position." Ye Sansheng hesitated and replied.

"It's great that you have a future when you start," Teacher Shi praised.

"These eight words are interesting, but as soon as I entered the officialdom, I have this mentality. Is it considered harming my neighbors and doing business with a sword?" A middle-aged man with a messy hair next to me interrupted.

Ye Sansheng was stunned. The word "holding a sword to do business" or a neutral word is synesthesia in metaphors, and the word "being harmed neighbors" in the front is a sarcasm and criticism, but it is a smile, neither refuting nor defending.

Professor Gu specifically emphasized on the phone that he had to be at a high position and be more trembling. He was walking on thin ice and would definitely encounter some dissatisfaction, ridicule, and ridicule. Professor Gu asked him not to compete with others for these idleness, and doing his own job is the best response. Unexpectedly, it would be new to meet him here.

Teacher Shi smiled slightly, but did not say it out loud. Zhiyong explained to Ye Sansheng: "This is the nephew of our world-famous painter in Jiangcheng, Teacher Zhang, who is now in the collection. Teacher Shi is a famous calligrapher and a cultural consultant of Zhongxing District Zhengfu. He is a book friend with you Guyuan."

He is the master, and he has countless guests coming to and from his meditation room every day. He is equal to all living beings. When he sees them having disputes, he will resolve them.

Ye Sansheng quickly put his hands together and said, "Happy, Lucky. My surname is Ye, I just call me Xiao Ye. Thank you Teacher Shi for your comments, thank you Teacher Zhang for your advice. I'm disturbing you."

Carefully fold the works and recycle them, and everyone sat back, and the topic naturally turned to the Jiangcheng officialdom. Teacher Shi criticized Zhou Zhongrong for playing the piano randomly, focusing on developing the economy, and demolishing it everywhere. It is said that some developers took a fancy to the land of Xisen Temple and wanted to develop the overall development. Zhou Zhongrong was preparing to agree to the developer to demolish the cottage on Xisen Temple. He felt that Jiangcheng had a history of hundreds of years gone by after demolition.

Ye Sansheng thought that Teacher Shi was a cultural consultant, and he naturally looked at the problem from a cultural perspective. However, a member of the Municipal Committee of the Communist Party of China had his general considerations, different locations, and different views on the same incident. Basically, his parents-in-law were right. Today is the first time he sat face to face with Zhiyong to drink tea, and was cared for. He remembered the instructions of Taoist Wang. He wanted to ask Zhiyong if he knew about the monk Zhishen, and if he knew whether he was a kapok robes, but he also knew that it was not the time, otherwise he would be regarded as a psychopath, and in front of so many people.

After staying for a while, I couldn't help but send a text message to Gao Xuejiao: What are you doing?

Gao Xuejiao immediately called and said that their discussion today was over and they were looking for a place to have dinner and asked him to come over and join him.

Ye Sansheng, Zhiyong, and Teacher Shi nodded, took their bags and got up and left the table, and went outside to the merit box and put a hundred yuan in it, which was the tea today.

On the way, I received a call from Gao Xuejiao, saying that the food stall was a famous food stall in Jiangcheng, called *Chunfang, and used the term "Parker Card Landlord Fighting Game".

In fact, Ye Sansheng regretted it as soon as he got on the bus: Should he go to this dinner?

First of all, I must be drinking unrestrainedly. When I went back tonight, I couldn’t read the information and did much work. Secondly, I would speak unrestrainedly, maybe there were ears between the walls, and I was heard by someone, taking it out of context or deliberately distorting it, and even reaching a certain leader. Even if I was a novice, I would never be beaten back to Linjiang Town, my image would have plummeted in the hearts of the leaders. Besides, drinking alone should not be a time to enjoy it, but a time to work hard, and I feel uneasy when I do this.

I was upset and thought, in the past, as long as it was Gao Xuejiao's dinner, he would have been summoned. Now, is it because his position has changed?

It must be, and at the same time, my mood and consideration have changed, I think more and have more worries.

I was worried all the way to the restaurant. Gao Xuejiao and his friends had already ordered the dishes and the wine was filled, just waiting for him.

It was still Mr. Cao who was the chief, and Quan Ming of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission was also there. Everyone had three routine cups and started a melee. Ye Sansheng asked the secretary of Secretary Cao's work focus with the mentality of "I always get some gains when I come." Mr. Cao swallowed the beer in the glass and pointed at Ye Sansheng and cursed nonsense. You are a young man, not an old man, why are you worried about gains and losses? Just treat you still in that... the town. Our party cadres have always been able to go up and down. You suddenly came up, afraid that one day you didn't do it well and let you go back? What are you afraid of? Just keep struggling.

Ye Sansheng suddenly realized that yes, I was anxious about the past two or three days because I was afraid that I would not do my job well, but more of them were suddenly at a high level, and I was afraid that I would lose it easily. After all, I was still young and could not keep my breath.

I have been thinking about this and speculating on that for the past two or three days, but I have forgotten to reflect on myself.

So, since you are originally barefoot, why fear?

You must be bold when things come to an end.

Have a bold move.

After understanding this, I felt relieved and no longer restrained. I let go of the competition with everyone.

Gao Xuejiao was happier than Ye Sansheng.
Chapter completed!