Xue Laosan worked hard and galloped all the way. Even so, by the time he arrived at the Dejiang People's Auditorium, the National People's Congress had already ended.
He didn't even bother to ask about the situation, and was surrounded by countless people, who all congratulated him. It was Jiang Fangping who was quick-sighted and saw him first, and pulled him away from the crowd.
"Fang Ping, what's going on? Wei Lan...how is the director?"
First Jiang Fangping pulled Xue Xiang out of the crowd, and then Xue Xiang took Jiang Fangping to a secluded corner. When they reached the end of the field, Xue Laosan pressed Jiang Fangping against the wall and asked anxiously with a white face.
"I heard that before the voting, Director Wei seized the opportunity to stand on top of the TV on the second floor and gave a speech, calling on all the deputies to the National People's Congress to vote for you. Later, you were elected with almost a unanimous vote!"
Jiang Fangping's eyebrows were raised and he was overjoyed.
He had nothing to do with Wei Lan, so he wasn't worried about her future. What he was concerned about was that his leader survived death and escaped again.
"Let me ask you, what happened to Director Wei?"
Xue Laosan had a knot between his eyebrows and his words were cold.
Jiang Fangping sensed something strange and did not dare to neglect, saying, "Director Wei was taken away before the election was over. Now, I don't know where he is."
Xue Laosan was feeling frantic with boredom when suddenly a siren sounded loudly, and then a long convoy of Santanas and Jeeps passed by on the main road not far away.
"No. 3 of the Provincial Committee, No. 2 of the Provincial People's Congress, No. 1 of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection... Oh my God, something big is going to happen!"
Staring at the cars passing by, Jiang Fangping murmured to himself.
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Jiang Fangping is right. Something big has happened to Dejiang!
In fact, all of this was doomed as early as the moment Wei Lan climbed onto the high platform.
Sure enough, within a few days, shocking news broke out one after another.
Wei Lan sabotaged the election, but there was no interest involved behind his behavior. It was purely out of public interest and exempted from criminal responsibility. It caused a bad impact. He seriously violated the party constitution and discipline, and was expelled from the party and public office!
Kong Fangao, Huang Youlong, Zuo Jiao, Qiu Qingchun, Song Zugui, Wei Qiliang and others violated organizational procedures and violated election discipline, and were expelled from the party and from public office.
In addition, countless cadres were punished sporadically, and in the end, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection was alerted.
More than half a month after the National People's Congress ended, Xue Xiang, who had not been consulted by the task force, finally received a call from the task force asking him to rush to Dejiang and be interviewed.
Contrary to expectations, the place where the conversation took place was not at the prefectural committee, or even in the urban area, but in a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city.
Pushing open the antique wooden door, you will see a simple and elegant courtyard. Under the tall sycamore tree, there is a purple Taishi chair with gorgeous shape. It attracts Xue Laosan's attention at first glance.
The veins are extremely fine and twisted like ox hair. It is clearly a Taishi chair made of red sandalwood.
In the early years, Xue Laosan also made a living by digging out old houses and reselling antiques, and he had some experience in this industry. He was even more familiar with this kind of red sandalwood. At that time, he came up with the idea of digging out old houses because of an accident.
He got the inspiration after kicking over a dining table at home and seeing that the table was made of red sandalwood.
Nowadays, with the deepening of reform and opening up, some people are getting rich quickly, and the collecting industry is also warming up. The precious wood of red sandalwood is also rapidly becoming popular. According to Xue Laosan, a handful of red sandalwood jade can now be sold for thousands of yuan.
The vessel is magnificent in shape and made of luxurious materials. If it is placed in the antique market, it will definitely trigger a rush. Selling tens of thousands of dollars is nothing more than a trivial matter.
Why is there such luxurious wooden furniture in this small courtyard on the outskirts of the city?
Startled, Xue Laosan glanced around and saw the blue and white fish tank from the late Qing Dynasty, the Xuande incense burner from the Ming Dynasty, the jade lion from Dali, and other rare treasures, which were placed in the courtyard in an orderly manner without showing mountains or dew.
Xue Laosan was so absorbed in looking at him that he almost forgot why he was here. Suddenly, a rich male voice came from behind him, "I've heard for a long time that Xue Xiang is knowledgeable and talented. When I saw him today, he seems to be well-deserved."
Xun Sheng looked around and saw a skinny old man, wearing glasses with thick bottoms and a clean and old Chinese tunic suit. He had a simple appearance and spoke Mandarin with a strong Sichuan accent. He held an inkstone in his hand and smiled.
Come.
"Secretary Mao!"
Xue Xiang was startled and screamed. He knew the person coming. It was Mao Ying, the first deputy secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China!
As we all know, the Central Committee has always been very powerful. The first deputy secretary is actually a minister, and together with the executive deputy of the Organization Department, he is the most powerful ministerial cadre. Now the people who are at the helm of the Central Committee are Ji Lao and Mao Ying.
Being able to serve as the first deputy of the Central Committee shows his ability.
As for the Dejiang case, it is said that it is very serious, but it is far from qualified to alarm the first deputy of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China to come down and take action in person.
Seeing Secretary Mao here, Xue Laosan was startled and his mind was spinning rapidly.
Secretary Mao smiled and said, "You're not polite, kid. I said you were knowledgeable and talented, but you didn't even say a polite word. That must be really important. Then I'll test you and comment on the square inkstone in my hand. That's what I said.
If there are three points that are reliable, I will remove the word "appearance" before "well-deserved reputation", and I will tell you that you are a well-deserved reputation."
Completely different from the serious institution of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, although Secretary Mao has strict discipline, he has a humorous personality. He is famous within the Commission for Discipline Inspection. I don’t know how many big bosses have criticized this point, but only the old chief
He joked that the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China is a cold iron yamen. Wouldn't it be good to have more warm ones?
However, as soon as Secretary Mao finished speaking, he handed the inkstone to Xue Laosan.
Xue Laosan took it with a smile and looked at it carefully. The inkstone was purple-black in color, shaped like an oval disk, the size of two palms, as beautiful as jade, as greasy as skin, and implying sharpness. On the left side of the inkstone, there was a strange peak painted, winding around.
The clouds and mist highlight the round fish in the ink stone, giving this strange peak a charming hazy color.
Carefully rubbing the texture of the inkstone, Xue Laosan smiled and said, "This is the She inkstone, the name of the inkstone, the Huangshan Scenic Spot Inkstone. It is as good as I expected. This is the work of Hu Liang in Jixi. The Hu Lianggong lacquer carving, this inkstone
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The freehand style of writing, in this small area, vividly displays the dangerous, strange, unique and beautiful features of Huangshan. With such a good inkstone to accompany it, Secretary Mao must be able to write poems that will turn the poem into a storm, and make the ghosts and gods weep when the pen is written. "
"Haha, you deserve your reputation, you deserve your reputation!"
Secretary Mao let out a hearty laugh, "Brother Anyuan, there is a successor. No, it's time for someone to succeed."
Speaking of which, Xue Laosan's antique skills are not to the point where he has a glimpse of the secrets. He just dug out the old house earlier, and he was already interested in antiques in his previous life. He followed Mr. Li and Lame Laosan for advice, and he gained a considerable degree of knowledge.
Antique skills.
In addition, this inkstone was originally a famous inkstone with the same name as Duan Inkstone, so it was not uncommon. Xue Laosan had collected several of them, one of which was a work by Hu Liang.
At this moment, Secretary Mao used this inkstone to take the exam with him, which was no different from giving him food.
"However, you are also wrong about something. What does it mean to have such a good inkstone to accompany you? My old man can make poems turn into storms, and his pen can weep ghosts and gods. You think this inkstone belongs to my old man. Humph, I can buy it with my lifetime salary."
Is this a square inkstone, you confused boy!"
Secretary Mao turned from joy to anger and hummed, "You know who owns this courtyard? I tell you it belongs to your newly elected Mayor Kong. It's a shame, it's a shame in Sichuan. I'm doing it in front of Dejiang."
Guan'er, my son is doing Dejiang's life.
It turns out that two generations of father and son are working together in collusion. The figures they produced are almost breaking the record of huge corruption obtained by the Commission for Discipline Inspection. Look at the things in this room. Which ones should be used and can be used by the ruling party? It is shocking.
Na!"
After Secretary Mao finished speaking, Xue Laosan was shocked. He never expected that during this election, a case within the case would be revealed. Not only did Kong Fangao lose his official career, he actually became a prisoner among his subordinates.
"In this case, is the punishment for Comrade Wei Lan too severe?"
Xue Laosan expressed the issue he was most concerned about.
Wei Lan, a woman who looks like an orchid in an empty valley, hasn't seen her for half a month since we parted ways by the lake that day, and even no news about her.
Now, Xue Laosan repeatedly recalled the scene of the meeting by the lake, and only then did he know what Wei Lan's inexplicable "take care of yourself" meant.
I'm afraid that at that time, Wei Lan had already made plans to burn herself out at the National People's Congress.
Every time he thought of this, Xue Laosan was deeply moved and filled with inextricable shame.
Therefore, this time, when Secretary Mao summoned him, he did not ask about his own situation, but he had to intercede for Wei Lan first.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xue Laosan finished speaking, Secretary Mao's expression suddenly changed. The old man's old orange-skinned face with a warm smile suddenly turned into lightning and thunder, and waves surged.
"You have the nerve to speak for Wei Lan and sabotage the election. I regard organizational discipline as such. These two are enough to be sentenced. How dare you open your mouth to plead for him?"
"But……"
"But what, you want to say that Wei Lan was unjustly accused. Since it was found out that Kong Fangao manipulated the election, Wei Lan's counterattack was reasonable and legal? Ridiculous! Just expelling him from the party and public office is already extrajudicial mercy!"
"We can't ruin Wei Lan's future like this, it's unfair to her!"
"Fairness, you, Xue Xiang, dare to mention fairness now. Just because of your trivial matter, you made the whole Dejiang uneasy. Who is fair to you? I hope you understand that I am not here to discuss the past with you, but to talk about the past with you.
I want you to explain the problem, tell me, apart from being colleagues, do you and Wei Lan have any shady relationship?"
Secretary Mao was so shocked that Xue Laosan almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.
This is really a heartbreaking question!
Xue Laosan also realized why Secretary Mao was so angry. Wei Lan abandoned her family, career, and bright future just to vindicate Xue Xiang. Does this make sense?
Even if it makes sense, what is Xue Xiang doing by begging for mercy now? Is it possible that he is going to stage a bloody drama of "female subordinates are affectionate and male bosses are righteous"? (To be continued...)