"What? Go home with you?" Under the bright light, Wei Xiangxiu's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and her delicate and raised eyelashes seemed to be coated with shiny black mascara, exuding a charming and cold charming atmosphere.

"Yes." Lu Zheng nodded, "Tomorrow morning, I'll ask Xiao Jiao to send us over."

This is the home of Wushan Lu Zheng. Lu Zheng had just arrived from Qinglong and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. He was drinking coffee with Wei Xiangxiu. Lu Zheng suddenly stated that he would take Wei Xiangxiu with him when he went home the day.

Tomorrow is the 28th day of the New Year, the 29th day of the day after tomorrow, and the New Year's Eve, Lu Zheng hasn't been home for a long time, so he arranged two more days of vacation. Before the New Year, the county party committee courtyard was in the New Year, which was basically activities such as condolence groups and meetings. In addition to some necessary activities, Lu Zheng pushed them all to Ma Weiguo.

"I won't go." Wei Xiangxiu refused very simply, even without any consideration.

Lu Zheng seemed to have not heard what she said, but just continued according to his own ideas: "I will send you to ask for leave tomorrow morning, and we will leave directly after it is over. However, it doesn't matter whether you take leave or not."

Wei Xiangxiu was stunned and looked at Lu Zheng in surprise: "Do you understand?"

Lu Zheng nodded slightly and smiled, "Can you hide your affairs from me?"

A while ago, during the critical period when Wei Xiangxiu was likely to be promoted to the deputy bureau, the fact that Wei Xiangxiu and He Dabiao privately signed a divorce agreement was suddenly exposed. The leaders of the municipal bureau were extremely shocked. The deputy political commissar came forward to do Wei Xiangxiu's work. Who knew that Wei Xiangxiu could not hide it, so she simply went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for divorce with He Dabiao.

The leaders of the municipal bureau and the coordinator of the Civil Affairs Bureau took turns to mediate, and Wei Xiangxiu still insisted on divorce.

The leaders of the municipal bureau changed from shock to anger. The matter of Wei Xiangxiu's deputy director of the branch was basically ruined. Moreover, I heard that the position of the director of the Airport Road Police Station could not be kept. It is very likely that he would be sent to the suburban office as an instructor or even deputy instructor in the near future, and his future looks bleak.

Wei Xiangxiu didn't mention any of these things to Lu Zheng, but Lu Zheng accidentally found out.

"Then I won't go either." Wei Xiangxiu was determined.

Lu Zheng still didn't hear her words, stretched his arms and stood up, yawning and said, "Okay, that's the decision. I'm sleepy, take a shower and go to bed, you can rest early, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Hey, you guy..." Wei Xiangxiu looked at Lu Zheng's back helplessly, and watched him walk into the bathroom. He had a smile on his face and muttered, "Who is that person!" But then, his face suddenly became dark, and he slowly sat on the sofa, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

The black sedan is driving smoothly on a wide road.

"Where is this?" Wei Xiangxiu, who was forced into the car early in the morning, suddenly realized that the car was not going back to Guangning.

"Beijing." Lu Zheng said, "My family is from Beijing, and my parents, grandfather and grandfather are all in Beijing."

Wei Xiangxiu was slightly stunned, "Ah? Don't uncle and aunt all have sex in Guangning? I seem to have seen it before."

"That's my adoptive father and mother. In Beijing, I'm my biological parents." Lu Zheng said, smiling self-deprecatingly, "I have many relatives."

Wei Xiangxiu was stunned, then lowered her head and said nothing.

Jiao Lei didn't know about Lu Zheng's family, but as the driver, although he was curious, he would never say much.

"Lu Zheng, I really can't go to your house with you." Wei Xiangxiu suddenly said quietly.

Lu Zheng glanced at her without saying a word.

"You'd better send me back." Wei Xiangxiu turned her head to look at Lu Zheng, her beautiful eyes showing a pleading look.

Lu Zheng smiled: "Okay, don't feel stressed. Actually, I know it's a bit sudden. In this way, when you arrive in Beijing, you can stay in a hotel first. I'll go home and take a look. If it's OK, just treat it as if we are in Beijing for two days. Go back and buy you a plane and take a plane back to your hometown for the New Year, without delay."

"Okay!" Wei Xiangxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The black car drove lightning all the way, and in more than an hour, it entered Beijing. Then it slowed down. In the bustling car and bicycle flow, following the butts of several big braided trams, it slowly drove into the southern city area. Finally, it stopped in front of an ancient oriental palace-like building.

The five large doors are arched, the door frames are carved with white marble, and the surrounding walls are made of blue-gray bricks with grinding bricks on the joints. The arches are inlaid with exquisite dark green glazed brick decorations, and the tops are covered with green glazed tiles. Two four-corner pavilions are built on both sides of the roof.

At night, the Friendship Palace is brilliant and even more magnificent.

This is the Beijing Friendship Hotel, which is dedicated to receiving foreign friends.

The Friendship Hotel was built to solve the residence problems of Soviet experts aiding China. It was called the Western Suburb Expert Guest House. It was later renamed Beijing Friendship Hotel. It is now under the management of the State Administration of Foreign Experts and is not open to the public. It is only used to receive foreign friends.

It is adjacent to scenic spots such as the Summer Palace, the Old Summer Palace, and the famous institutions such as Peking University and Tsinghua University. It is the largest garden-style hotel in Asia. Its hotel is also included in the "History of World Architecture" published by Cambridge University in the United Kingdom for its magnificent scale and rich ethnic characteristics.

When Lu Zheng and the other two entered the lobby, a blond and blue-eyed European middle-aged lady came over. Lu Zheng smiled and said to Wei Xiangxiu, "You go with her, rest, just go there wherever you want to go, I'll see you tomorrow."

The Changming Group's office in Beijing is located in the Friendship Hotel. Last night, he received a call from Lu Zheng and booked a room early. The white lady waiting in the lobby was a staff member of the Changming Group's Beijing office. She not only knew Lu Zheng, but also Jiao Lei.

After watching Wei Xiangxiu and Jennifer disappear into the Chinese screen in the Friendship Palace, Lu Zheng turned around with Jiao Lei.

After getting in the car, Lu Zheng said, "Let's walk Chang'an Street, and I'll tell you how to go then."

Jiao Lei agreed and started the car.

Under Lu Zheng's command, the black car crossed Chang'an Street, turned east and west, and passed through several alleys. Then, he saw several live-fire armed police soldiers standing straight at the entrance of the alley ahead. The bayonet flashed with cold light under the sunlight, and a solemn aura came to his face.

Jiao Lei was startled, braked quickly, and turned around and asked, "Director Lu, have we gone wrong?"

At this time, in the alley, a young man with a buzz cut in a black Zhongshan suit hurried over, saluted, and knocked on the car door. Lu Zheng said, "Call him into the car."

Jiao Lei hurriedly opened the car door, the young man took the co-pilot and said to Jiao Lei: "Master, drive."

Jiao Lei turned around and looked at Lu Zheng. Seeing Lu Zheng nodding slightly, he then got off the car again.

The guards at the entrance of the alley had already moved the steel wire fence that was originally located at the entrance of the alley to the side. Jiao Lei felt more and more shocked, and he felt that he had come to a completely unfamiliar world, a world beyond his imagination.

Director Lu, who is he? Does the mysterious and unattainable world protected by the guards with live ammunition belong to him? Jiao Lei couldn't help but look at Lu Zheng, who was sitting in the back seat, slightly closed his eyes to rest, and felt that his mind was in chaos.

...

In the study room with a slightly ancient charm, a large picture of the five oxes from Han Huan of the Tang Dynasty was hung on the western wall. The five oxes in the painting have different images and different postures. They either bow their heads or raise their heads, or stand on their way, and appear vividly, as if they are within reach. The couplet of Kong Yifu's poems hangs on the left and right: "The old ox is rough and cultivates his debts, and lies on the sunset on the grass and lies on the slope."

An old cow that has worked hard for the rest of his life finally lying leisurely and looking at the wind and clouds indifferently.

This is also a true portrayal of grandpa's mood.

Grandpa was writing with his brush after the desk, and stood quietly, but he gave you a feeling that this old man was like a vast sea, deep and irresistible.

Every time I see my grandfather, Lu Zheng feels a kind of respect that comes to his heart, whether in his previous life or in this life.

"Okay!" Grandpa slowly put down his pen, and the regular and peaceful regular script on the snow-white rice paper, "I am worthy of the climax of my heart"!

Lu Zheng looked at these words silently and said, "I will remember Grandpa's teachings."

"Okay, let's talk to me about your Qinglong." Grandpa was interested in Yingran, and made a gesture and took Lu Zheng to the sofa to sit.

Lu Zheng scratched his head: "I'm just making a fuss, don't hit me if I say." For some reason, this sentence came out, just to joke with my grandfather and get close to my grandfather. Perhaps, in front of my grandfather who is as tall as a mountain, Lu Zheng felt for the first time that he was a child.

Grandpa looked at Lu Zheng in shock. Obviously, no junior said this in front of him. Then, he burst into laughter and pointed at Lu Zheng: "You, your father said you are Sun Wuzi. I think you are a monkey! I think you are too, yes, bet on the beating!"

Lu Zheng smiled embarrassedly and slowly sat next to his grandfather.

...

After a while after coming out of my grandfather's study, Lu Zheng was summoned to his study by his father.

Sitting opposite Lu Zheng and tasting the fragrant tea made by his lover, Lu Tianhe suddenly sighed and said with some emotion: "You old mother, I have never said I have made tea for me, so I can only benefit from yours."

When Lu Zheng heard his father learn to call him "Mom", he couldn't help but scratch his head, feeling that the world was almost in chaos.

He stared at Lu Zheng deeply and Lu Tianhedao: "The head of a county is here, grandpa has great expectations for you. I am not very relieved about you."

Is one sent a general or another provoking general? Lu Zheng thought helplessly.

"I'm not urging you." As if seeing through Lu Zheng's thoughts, Lu Tianhe said solemnly: "Just say you're building a small commune. Tell me about your true thoughts."

Lu Zheng thought for a while and said seriously: "What I think doesn't matter. Let time prove everything, let history judge it."

"I'm not a little angry." Lu Tianhe smiled and nodded slightly, "Then I'll wait and see."

After thinking about it, he got up, walked to the desk, took out a roll of rice paper from the drawer, walked back, spread the rice paper on the coffee table, and said, "This is written by Mr. Pei, I praise you, but the old man said he was afraid of praise for the bad boy, so he asked me to put it away and didn't have to show it to you."

Lu Zheng knew that the old man Pei in his father's mouth was one of the so-called "ten elders of the Communist Party of China" mentioned by foreign media. In the eyes of foreign media, these ten old men are the real rulers of China.

Even the two young and strong gangs among the five central giants are just decorations.

Mr. Pei is the most conservative in the ten old masters, and is even more "leftist" than grandpa. He remembers the past and is quite dissatisfied with some liberal tendencies in the present.

On the rice paper are several lines of cursive scripts of dragons flying and phoenix dancing. "The world is shocked before the sharpness is revealed, and the autumn is hidden in the capital. A box is hidden deep and the sharpness is hard to see, and it is hard to see a soulmate in the world. A night of the empty mountain is shocking the wind and rain, and he ponders happily and wants to turn into a dragon."

"What do you think you can be praised by Mr. Pei for the sword song of the revolutionary martyr?" Although Lu Tianhe said this, he was obviously very happy. No junior could be summoned by the old man to the study to discuss the serious matters, and it took more than half an hour to talk. Not to mention the younger generation, even the deputy chief officials of the Beijing Sect, it is difficult to see the old man now.

It was because of his satisfaction that Lu Tianhe showed off the encouragement that Mr. Pei wrote to Lu Zheng. This was really different from him. Lu Tianhe. He had just been transferred to the position of Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Southern Anhui Province. In the eyes of his colleagues and subordinates, he was deeply terrible. How could his happiness and anger be revealed?

Perhaps, as a father, he is no longer Lu Tianhe occasionally.

"Old Pei also said that he was going to include the theoretical part of the article you published in Wushan Neiguan into "Red Flag", but was blocked by his grandfather." Lu Tianhe said, nodding slightly, "But no matter what, you should have an understanding of your situation now."

The "Red Flag" organized by the Central Committee has always been a conservative position. Over the years, it has been engaged in theoretical competition with another camp.

Although Lu Zheng was not his original intention, it seemed that he would sooner or later get involved in these right and wrong.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Lu Tianhe slowly rolled up the rice paper on the coffee table and said, "If you are born in a family like ours, you must be mentally prepared. If you are beheaded and go to jail, you must keep it calmly, and you will understand slowly."

Lu Zheng nodded slightly, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Dad, I will take someone back to our house tomorrow to celebrate the New Year together."

Lu Tianhe shook his head and said, "No need."

Lu Zheng was slightly stunned.

"I know who you want to bring." Lu Tianhe slowly picked up the teacup.

The air suddenly solidified.

My dad is the real Lu Tianhe, right? Lu Zheng was silent, looking at his father who was silent but irresistible but could not resist, and he faintly refused to be able to resist.

Yes, even through my elder sister, my father thought he knew Wei Xiangxiu, but in his eyes, such a woman was not worth mentioning at all.

"I must bring her here." Lu Zheng suddenly raised his neck. No matter what, the memory of this family will leave scars in his heart. Although Lu Zheng also knows that this memory is too immature and immature, the emotions triggered by this memory really exist.

So, Lu Zheng didn't know why, but suddenly he confronted his father.
To be continued...