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Chapter 793

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    The old man in Tang suit stretched out his hand first, and said politely to the man with his hair combed back: "Secretary Huang, hello!"

    Surprisingly, although it was the first time for Secretary Huang and the old man in Tang suit to meet, and he had also met through someone's introduction, Secretary Huang, who is the head of the local parents' official, did not show any slight attitude. The old man in Tang suit stretched out a hand  , he shook each other with both hands.

    This way of shaking hands is very talkative in the officialdom. When superiors and subordinates meet, usually the people at the next level will extend their hands to meet the one at the higher level. It mainly reflects an attitude of respect.

    "Mr. Kong Da, you have come from a long way, hard work, hard work." Secretary Huang smiled brightly, took Mr. Kong Da's hand and said: "The old leader called me and said that a distinguished guest came to Nanjing today. I didn't expect it to be Kong Da."  Mr. Da, sorry for your disrespect. Tonight, I will do my best to arrange for you as a landlord. Come, please come inside."

    Secretary Huang called the other party Mr. Kong Da, which was obviously not a person's name, but people who knew or heard of Mr. Kong Da all called him this way. Over time, his real name had been forgotten, and Kong Da was in the outside world.  If it became his name, then he was called the Great Deacon in the Confucian Mansion.

    More than 800 kilometers, the distance from Qufu to Nanjing, why did Mr. Kong Da come here?

    This farmhouse restaurant is very private, without a house number or a signboard. It was just built in the suburbs of Nanjing. The four two-story buildings are simple and elegant in shape.  But it is unique, it is not luxurious, but it must be decorated very solemnly.

    This farmyard usually does not welcome guests, so it only accepts reservations, and ordinary people do not necessarily have a seat when making reservations. It is only used by officials in the officialdom for entertainment, which is safe and secret.

    Mr. Kong Da and Secretary Huang entered one of the small buildings. There were only two guests here, and the others were the service staff of the farm and accompanied by two people.

    In a private room upstairs, as soon as the two entered, the food and drink had already been served. After a few pleasantries, the two sat down. When eating and drinking, they also chatted while eating and drinking.  The meal was finished in more than an hour. After the leftovers were removed, a pot of tea was brought to the table. After the waiter washed the tea, there were only the two of them left in the room.

    "Mr. Kong Da, try our tea, it tastes very good." Secretary Huang took the initiative to signal.

    Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Mr. Kong Da nodded and said: "Not bad, it is fragrant and refreshing, and the best single-bud Dongting Biluochun"

    "Mr. Kong Da is really well-informed." After Secretary Huang complimented him, he also took a sip from his teacup.

    "Shandong and Jiangsu live next to each other. I'm not really well-informed, I just know my old neighbors." Mr. Kong Da shook his head modestly.

    "Since we are neighbors, I also hope that Mr. Kong Da can come to our Jiangsu frequently as a guest. The people here are still very hospitable"

    "Hehe, that's natural, natural." Mr. Kong Da put down the teacup in his hand, his expression became a little more serious, he looked at Secretary Huang and said, "I'm here in Nanjing this time, and I hope Secretary Huang can help me with something.  "

    "You said" Secretary Huang neither said yes nor refused. The wisdom of officials in the officialdom is that they don't talk enough, leaving enough room for maneuver.

    "I admire a retired old leader in Nanjing, but it is a pity that I have never met him. This time I came from Qufu to visit this old leader, so I hope Secretary Huang can give me a seal."

    Secretary Huang was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Mr. Kong Da mobilized all the people to meet him just to meet one person.

    "I wonder which old leader it is?"

    "Tang Shenghua"

    Half an hour later, outside the farmyard, after the talk, Mr. Kong Da and Secretary Huang came out, shook hands and said goodbye and got into their respective cars.

    In Cayenne, the chief deacon took out his mobile phone and said, "Prepare a generous gift. I'm going to visit the Tang family tomorrow."

    Hospital, late at night.

    Tang Xia curled up on the seat and slept soundly with her eyes closed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly from time to time, which showed that she didn't seem to be sleeping particularly dead.

    Midnight, around half past eleven.

    In the long corridors of the hospital, the bright lights began to flicker, and the empty corridors looked extremely empty. The nurse on duty at the nurse's desk was lying on the office desk and dozing off.

    Opposite the seat, the door of the ward was closed tightly. Inside lived the confinement wife, Shen Jia and the newborn child. The two big ones and one small one had already fallen asleep.

    Just after half past eleven, I was atThe sleeping Tang Xia slowly opened her eyes, her flickering eyes quietly looked at the front of the corridor, then got up and stood up from the seat.

    The nurse on duty who was dozing off on the nurse's desk tilted her head at this moment, and seemed to have immediately entered a state of drowsiness. The light on the roof dimmed immediately, as if the power supply was insufficient.

    A slight cloudy wind blew over, Tang Xia looked sideways at an open space a few meters away in front of him, lightly parted her red lips and said lightly: "Don't be too greedy, how can you get your hands on that bit of heavenly luck?  Go back, I don't care about it, if you dare to act recklessly, then I can only be rude, maybe you won't even have a chance to do it."

    In front of Tang Xia, it was originally empty, but as soon as she finished speaking, at least a dozen dark shadows suddenly appeared.

    In the end, what Xiang Que expected happened, the lonely ghosts wandering in the hospital swarmed like wolves who smelled the smell of meat.

    Cao Qingdao, who was reincarnated with the Qi of Heaven, is still in the state of a baby. At this time, he is like a Tang monk. Except for the Confucian Mansion, the people in the Zhongjing Mansion want to take him in after knowing the news.  The lonely ghost was unwilling to let go of this piece of meat.

    They know that once they can get on this baby, it means that they have also enjoyed that piece of heavenly luck, and this temptation is hard for them to resist.

    Although babies with good luck will not be easily entangled by evil spirits and ghosts, even if they are closer to these lonely ghosts, they will be frightened, but this does not affect them.  With a lot of thought, take a chance on the tiny possibility.

    What if, what if, I can really get on it?

    That means that lonely ghosts can be reincarnated without even going through the underworld.

    Gradually, more and more lonely ghosts gathered in front of Tang Xia, increasing from a dozen to dozens. Most of these ghosts died in the hospital and have been wandering around.

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