Chapter 883 Good wine is also afraid of deep alleys (1)
Chapter 883 Good wine is also afraid of deep alleys (1)
For three consecutive days, An Yi respectfully accompanied Mr. Qi, Director of Civil Affairs of Southern Sichuan, Mr. Qu Wenyuan, Deputy Speaker and President of the Court, and others on their inspection tours in the countryside.
An Yi only took Lin Yaodong, the chief of guard, with him. Both of them were wearing trousers and shirts, and wore a popular Western-style sun hat on their heads. Wherever they went, most people failed to recognize them.
An Yi, An Yi can understand what the people of southern Sichuan need from the real conversations of people from all walks of life.
Mr. Qi and Mr. Qu Wenyuan are both pragmatic and well-educated people. Mr. Qi and three subordinates crowded into the small black jeep attached to the Civil Affairs Bureau without showing off. Lin Yaodong followed in a semi-new small jeep.
In the back, An Yi and Qu Wenyuan sat in the back row, discussing issues in low voices as they walked.
When the two cars entered the city, they did not take the wide Xicheng Avenue. Instead, they turned onto a two-lane cement road at the intersection, passed through a dense forest surrounded by green bamboos and covered with camphor, and continued towards the southern foot of Cuiping Mountain.
At this time, half of the setting sun had disappeared, and the sunset began to show a gorgeous and spectacular golden color all over the sky.
An Yi asked in surprise: "Dean Qu, where are we going? Could it be that Mr. Qi is taking us to a friend's house to eat?"
Qu Wenyuan smiled slightly and said: "The commander is really right. Qi Lao has been very happy these days, so I want to introduce him to you. This person is not ordinary. He is not only a leader among Bashu literati, but also an old friend.
I have friends all over Sichuan, Shaanxi and Lianghu, and I have many
He had high prestige. When he was young, he served as the Civil Affairs Minister of Sichuan Province, in charge of education and civil affairs. Within a few days after taking office, he saw that corruption was rampant in the officialdom and there were many factions. There was no room for display at all. He hung up his title and left in anger.
I will never get involved in officialdom again.”
"Eh...the person the dean mentioned is Professor Jiang Yunshan, the Mr. Yucheng mentioned by Sichuan Zhongshi Lin?" An Yi, who was so surprised, finally couldn't sit still.
Qu Wenyuan nodded: "Exactly, Brother Yucheng is from Nanchong, and he was a young classmate with Zhu De, the now famous Commander-in-Chief of the Red Army, and Yang Sen, the famous general in Central Sichuan. After graduating from Chinese Studies, Mr. Yucheng studied in the United States and Germany, and studied hard for several years.
Returned as a child and was hired as
A professor of law at Sichuan University, he has a profound understanding of the current debates between capitalism and communism, and agrees to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses, similar to Su Dongpo's theory of winter and summer. Hu Shi came to discuss this with Mr. Yucheng for ten months, and the two fell in love with each other at first sight.
"For several years, Mr. Yucheng often published articles in major newspapers in Sichuan, but he did not expect that his exploratory academic research would be attacked by literati from both the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, even to the level of personal attacks. Mr. Yucheng was heartbroken because of this.
Frustrated, he began to live in seclusion in Chengdu in the middle of last year, closing his doors and thanking guests. After seeing the rapid changes in southern Sichuan, my husband couldn't sit still and wrote a letter to Mr. Qi asking.
"Mr. Qi and Mr. Yucheng are old friends. He replied to a letter and invited Mr. Yucheng to come over and let him see with his own eyes what kind of moral and legal system we pursue in southern Sichuan. Let Mr. Yucheng evaluate what kind of morality and legal system we pursue.
Doctrine. I guess Mr. Qi’s letter scratched Mr. Yucheng’s itch. He came five days later and has been living with relatives at the southern foot of Cuiping Mountain for four months. I guess he doesn’t want to leave.”
An Yi was very happy: "I have wanted to meet Mr. Jiang for two years and ask him for advice, but unfortunately I have never had the time or opportunity. It is so happy. But why has Mr. Qi never mentioned such a good thing to me? I am not at home directly
You can also look for Director Yang Bin. It would be such a waste for such a great talent to sit idle in the wilderness. Our three universities are short of such experts!"
Qu Wenyuan laughed. He was familiar with An Yi's character and deeply felt the kindness of An Yi. He had already regarded An Yi as a rare commander in mind, so he did not take An Yi's straightforward utilitarian expression seriously.
On the contrary, I feel that An Yi is frank and honest:
"The commander is right. I thought the same way at the beginning, but Mr. Qi has his own ideas. If he doesn't take the initiative to bring it up, it's hard for us to speak up. Another reason is probably that although Mr. Yucheng is well-known in the southwest and is well-known throughout the two lakes, he can't
After all, I still can't escape the arrogance of the literati, and I have always used "two sleeves"
Qingfeng is proud and highly respected by all walks of life. Such talents usually have their own unique ideas. The best way is to let him tired of walking and seeing enough, and take the initiative to express what is on his mind. At this point,
Commander, you must learn from Qi Lao and maintain a calm and unrestrained demeanor at all times."
The car turned onto a sandy dirt road shaded by green trees, made a small detour, and came to a stop next to a gurgling stream. Qi Lao happily asked An Yi to step on the quaint wooden bridge with him, and asked what the scenery was like while walking.
?An Yi replied that it was a peaceful place to enjoy family life, which made Mr. Qi burst into laughter, and the long white scholar's beard looked even more elegant in the wind.
"Who is making such a noise here?"
The courtyard door hadn't been opened yet, but a loud voice could already be heard.
Qi Lao twisted his beard and smiled without caring. He and An Yi walked to the bluestone outside the courtyard door and stood calmly, waiting for the master to open the courtyard door.
As soon as the two mottled carved wooden doors opened, a middle-aged man with a ruddy face, about forty-five or six years old, appeared in front of everyone. From his clean gray gown and bright eyebrows full of bookishness, An Yi saw a kind of
Extraordinary demeanor that transcends everything else, this
In those days, only those who were well-educated and well-informed could have such indifference and self-confidence. An Yi almost didn’t need to think about it, and he was immediately sure that this person was a famous master in Bashu. He was famous for his profound knowledge of Chinese studies, law, and philosophy.
Character Jiang Yunshan.
An Yi didn't wait for Mr. Qi to introduce him. He took a step forward and saluted with clasped fists: "Junior An Yi, you are disturbing Mr. Yucheng's purity."
From the moment Jiang Yunshan opened the courtyard door, he looked at An Yi intently. At this moment, he heard An Yi introduce himself to his family, and respectfully saluted himself as a junior, without any reluctance or pretense. He already admired An Yi's military skills very much.
talent and
Jiang Yunshan's favorable impression of Jiang Yunshan, who was capable of governing, greatly increased. Jiang Yunshan had countless people in his life, and his disciples were all over the five surrounding provinces. However, no one could bring him a profound, lofty, yet clear and calm extraordinary temperament like An Yi in front of him.
"Brother Yucheng, what's wrong? Let us stand in front of your house. Isn't this the way scholars should treat guests?" Qi Lao asked with some dissatisfaction, stroking his long beard.
Jiang Yunshan came to his senses, shook his head, smiled, and politely invited everyone in.
The group of people walked into the yard and meandered along the stone path for more than 20 meters. They came to the inlet formed by the backflow of the creek. A small table had been placed in a simple thatched pavilion with a unique shape. There were four sets of tables on the table.
The dishes and chopsticks were not moved yet, so it was obvious that the host was disturbed by the guests when he was about to eat.
Everyone was polite and entered the pavilion. An Yi, who was promoted to the main seat, very smartly sat down below Mr. Qi. This sitting down immediately made everyone who wanted to be humble have no choice. Mr. Qi's position was the first guest of honor.
An Yi sat under Mr. Qi, obviously wanting to tell everyone that he was not arrogant or complacent because of his prominent status, nor did he even know the basic etiquette.
Jiang Yunshan saw this and gave a few instructions to the frightened young man behind him. The young man immediately strode away. An Yi glanced at it and felt that the young man's appearance was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. He knew that he was
I went to order extra meals and dishes, but I didn’t ask any questions.
However, Mr. Qi saw the way An Yi looked at the young man, said a few words to Jiang Yunshan, and then tugged on An Yi's sleeve: "Commander, Mr. Zhong Mingpu opposite just introduced the young man who was busy in the back hall just now.
I am the second son of Mr. Zhong, and he is currently studying at the Political Science and Law School in the city. There is something you may not know. The person who recognized the Buddhist seal stolen from the bank was Mr. Zhong across from us. Speaking of which, we have to ask
He is the one thanking you."
An Yi immediately stood up: "That's it, thank you so much Mr. Zhong. If he hadn't reported the situation to the Luzhou Police Station in time, I'm afraid that the gangster who caused panic all over southern Sichuan would still be at large. Here, the junior representative
All the military and police officers in southern Sichuan would like to express our heartfelt thanks to our seniors!"
"Thank you, thank you! Commander, please sit down. I don't deserve this honor!" Zhong Mingpu quickly stood up and returned the greeting.
Everyone smiled knowingly. Jiang Yunshan saw that An Yi, who had more than 200,000 troops and was dominating more than 30 counties and towns in the Sichuan, Hunan, Yunnan and Guizhou border areas, and had high prestige in the hearts of all the people, was so sincere.
A merchant on the ground floor thanked him. He was stunned for a long time before he recovered. He sighed with emotion and tugged at the hem of Zhong Mingpu's robe kindly: "Sit down, Brother Zhong. If you are too polite, it will be too harsh."
An Yi waited for Zhong Mingpu to sit down, then sat down slowly, looked at Zhong Mingpu with a smile, and said politely: "Juniors only know that Mr. Zhong is the vice president of our Southern Sichuan Chamber of Commerce, a famous jewelry appreciation expert in Bashu, in Luzhou and Chongqing in the province.
, Chengdu and other large and medium-sized cities all have semicolons, but I have never had the chance to meet my seniors. The seniors’ eagerness, kindness, and ancient heart are very admirable to the younger generations!”
"No, no, I don't deserve such praise from the general!" Zhong Mingpu replied politely, with a calm and confident demeanor in his self-deprecating words.
An Yi immediately looked at this person with admiration. After thinking about it carefully, he felt calm. Being able to associate with people like the great scholars Jiang Xianyun and Mr. Qi, Zhong Mingpu was not an ordinary businessman. At least he was from a prominent and wealthy family with a well-established family background.
Mr. Qi smiled slightly and introduced: "Commander, do you remember when we went to Luzhou to inspect the school together last year? At that time, you and the young vice-principal sighed for a long time and gave the young man a lot of praise, right?"
An Yi suddenly realized, shook his head, and bowed slightly to Zhong Mingpu again: "Thank you Mr. Zhong for teaching a good son. Vice Principal Zhong Boqi of Luzhou Middle School won the honorary title of the top ten teachers last year. He will travel far away in June.
Chongyang, went to the United States to study. He is an outstanding example among hundreds of primary and secondary school teachers in southern Sichuan. He has influenced many people with his diligent work. How can our government not reuse such talents? Haha!
"
Everyone hurriedly congratulated Zhong Mingpu. Zhong Mingpu was surprised. After a while, he gratefully thanked An Yi, but pretended to be angry and cursed:
"You little brat, you didn't even say hello to me for such a big deal..."