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    If it is said that Yang Ningbing's entry into the ZY department has become a foregone conclusion and the overall strength of the Yang family has been raised to another level, then the subsequent promotion of Xu Qingyuan to the mayor of Shanghai and the transfer of Li Zhenping to the director of the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee General Office are equivalent to secretly  This wave of magnificence pushed it even higher.  .

    "This guy Zhenping is really lucky. But having said that, my promotion was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. Even I probably didn't expect that I would have to travel across the country for at least six years.  Sitting in this position, it feels so cold up there. This sentence can be said to express how I feel now. Every step I take is cautious and cautious, and I am afraid of being criticized." On the phone, Xu Yuanqing's voice did not speak.  The joy after being promoted was instead expressed with a deep sense of weariness.

    "Compared to Zhenping's work in the provincial party committee, although he is in the provincial department, he does not stay at the front desk. Zhenping has a gentle and pure personality and is really not suitable for being at the front desk. Your work shows a lot of edge. Thinking about it,  The above has given careful consideration to this transfer. Not only you two, but also several local factions and Beijing have made considerable personnel transfers. However, after a complete macro-control, we are in a micro-level.  The disciples of each faction must also know where they are." Ye Wudao sat on a seat by the river embankment, holding Murong Xuehen's hand, with a large lawn behind him and a clear sky.

    "Hey, forget it, it's all in vain to complain to an idle guy like you. Since you were a kid, you've been hiding aside and watching us work to death, and you're free and happy. If you're not in your position, you don't want to govern. I  I really look forward to how amazing your performance will be in my position." Xu Yuanqing's voice was filled with a relaxed smile. In any case, six less years of hard work is not a bad thing for anyone.

    "I have discussed with Zhenping this year not to disturb your family. We will go directly back to Chengdu to celebrate the New Year." Xu Yuanqing's voice was very calm.

    Ye Wudao saw through Xu Yuanqing's trick at a glance and said with a smile: "I want to get rid of those three boxes of Su cigarettes. There is no window paper!"

    Xu Yuanqing¡¯s voice was almost moaning: ¡°My grandfather almost pulled my skin off the two boxes I brought you last time¡±

    Ye Wudao "instructed" sanctimoniously: "There is nothing left in Li's family. Comrade Yuanqing, if there are difficulties, we must face them. If there are no difficulties, we must face them even if we create difficulties." After saying that, there was no  When Xu Yuanqing on the opposite side exploded, Ye Wudao closed the phone. After closing the phone, Ye Wudao held Murong Xuehen, who laughed and fell in his arms. He looked at the river flowing quietly in front of him and grew a long hair.  tone, leaning back on the bench.

    Murong Xuehen stood up, walked behind Ye Wudao, stretched out her hands and gently rubbed Ye Wudao's temples, her posture was quiet and elegant, just like her life, she was always waiting behind this man.  , without speaking or acting coquettishly, using gentleness to build the support of this man's soul.

    "Originally, I never imagined that I would reach this point." Opening his eyes, filled with indescribable tenderness, Ye Wudao looked at Murong Xuehen and chuckled.

    Listening quietly, Murong Xuehen remained silent. The strength in his hands was still soft and moderate, releasing the gentleness that belonged to this man.

    "Those little kids back then, those little monkeys who never stopped turning the military compound upside down every day, now have their own careers. Yuan Qing became the youngest mayor of Shanghai in the Republic. Although the road must be bumpy,  There will still be twists and turns in his career in the future, but with the energy of the Xu family, as long as he does not make mistakes in principle, it is not impossible for the Xu family to have a Politburo figure in a few decades. He is calm, with a reserved personality but full of talents.  Now he is the director of the Provincial Party Committee General Office. It seems that Beijing hopes to cultivate a group of successors within the party, and Zhenping is obviously one of the candidates. For this kid Bao Kun, there is no chance of an official career, and there is no hope of doing business.  Even if you follow me and cause trouble every day, you will be a playboy for life. Although the other group of people do not have many personal relationships, most of them know that they are men from the Chengdu Military Region. People of our generation are scattered all over the country, but they stick closely to each other.  It¡¯s connected. Looking back now, those days of turmoil and chaos are still funny.¡±

    "That's because of you." Murong Xuehen chuckled, the softness at the corner of his mouth almost melting the sunlight, followed Ye Wudao's hand and walked around the bench to sit next to Ye Wudao, leaning on Ye Wudao's shoulder  , Murong Xuehen murmured: "Actually, I had already predicted the ending from the beginning. Although the process was not what I imagined, if I guessed the ending, I had guessed everything. Wu Dao, right?"

    Nodding, Ye Wudao hugged Murong Xuehen tightly and said, "If you guess the ending correctly, you win everything."

    "Actually, Wudao is very tired." Turning around in the man's arms, Murong Xuehen's eyes were full of pity. He stretched out his long white fingers and gently touched Ye Wudao's cheek, sobbing, "Xuehen originally thought he could help Wu Dao."  Dao, but no, XuehenPeople who often go to the city can't tell what brand this car is, but it looks quite heavy. Several young people heard that family members came to the big house in the town, and they ran over excitedly, but what they saw was not what they imagined.  The luxurious sports cars in the car gradually dispersed, thinking that some poor relatives from the city were coming.

    Inside the big house, which is usually closed, there are carved wooden attics, carved jade deeds, and endless corridors. Although the glory that used to show the owner's glory has dimmed due to the carvings of the years, there is still a sense of ancient vicissitudes.  Burst out of it, ponder carefully, and listen carefully, and you can even hear the stories of years and glory told gracefully in those wooden structures.

    Under an attic, the surrounding weeds and the dirty little pond that had not been taken care of for many years formed a dilapidated small garden. However, in this small garden, a piece of open space was cleared, and an ordinary  Sitting on the old rocking chair was an old man with his eyes closed and a peaceful expression. The old man was wearing an ordinary Tang suit. He was holding a pot of liquor of unknown age and brand in his hand. He was humming a tuneless tune and rocking slowly.  rocking chair.

    Quiet, there is no need to tell. The breeze comes slowly, and the surrounding weeds make a swishing sound. In the corner of the small yard, a big tree sways its branches and leaves slightly. The withered and yellow voice is just like this old man. A burst of sadness comes from the heart.  And hair.

    "In an instant, all the seven emotions were lost, and the bitterness penetrated the clothes, and the tears wet the clothes." The old man slowly hummed a Peking Opera song, hummed twice, opened his eyes, and was filled with sadness.  "This was your favorite song during your lifetime. I remember when I was pulling the cart, and you were sitting in the cart, humming these two lines quietly, at that moment. I would not marry you unless you were there. But I have also missed you for the rest of my life.  .¡±

    Trembling slightly, he picked up the bottle and took a deep sip of Erguotou, which all old Beijingers knew. The liquid sloshed in the bottle and made a sound. After swallowing two sips of wine, he was called Wall Street and could live for at least five years.  Ye Zhengling, a ten-year-old fox, slowly stood up, dressed in a Tang suit, and danced the "Suolin Bag" that he had remembered all his life but had never sung.

    "Outside the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, there is a storm, and the mournful voice breaks the silence. Only a sedan chair can be seen across the curtain. It must be the newlyweds crossing the Magpie Bridge. On auspicious days, when we laugh, why do shark beads turn into tears? At this time, we understand that there are not all rich people in the world.  . There are also those who are hungry, cold, and sad, and there are also those who are frustrated and crying. The people in the sedan are playing different tunes, and there must be hidden emotions in their hearts." Ye Zhengling slowly turned his head, looked at the pavilion, and said softly: "I owe you the only thing I owe in my life.  you."

    "You don't owe her. If grandma is in heaven, she will definitely smile and be happy." A voice came closer and closer. The owner of the voice walked up to the old man, glanced at the half-empty bottle of wine in the old man's hand, frowned and said nothing.  He calmed down the sound of grandpa who was about to hit his mouth.

    Seemingly not surprised, Ye Zhengling murmured: "This is where she lives, and this is her home. She has devoted her life to me, just hoping that I will get ahead. It is not that she is greedy for glory, just to get the upper hand."  My ideal. I have suffered all my life, but I never said I was suffering. It was not until my death that I truly understood many things. I have no way, and I have long been indifferent to things in this world. People say that those people drove me out of China back then. If I hadn¡¯t  I¡¯m so frustrated, how could I just give up?¡±

    When the wind blew up, Ye Wudao naturally took off his coat and put it on Ye Zhengling's straight body.

    Raising his hand, but not rejecting the silent care, Ye Zhengling nodded.

    Ye Zhengling, the silver fox who is in charge of the Ye Family Group, probably has only this moment in his heart that feels warm in decades.

    "But those are all stories in the past. Yours has just begun, and mine has ended. Now I have no regrets even if I die, because I have fulfilled my promise to your grandma and watched you grow up on her behalf.  . From now on, I'm afraid there will be no chance." Ye Zhengling took a sip of wine, this time just a shallow sip, and lay back on the rocking chair with a calm expression, letting go of his rigidity and coldness. For the first time, this old man's tiredness was so obvious.

    Standing upright next to the rocking chair, Ye Wudao looked up at the ancient attic that had remained the same for decades, and said softly: "The day you die, I will burn everything here with a fire."

    Smiling and nodding, Ye Zhengling said: "This is my grandson, Ye Zhengling."

    "This is why life is unpredictable. I don't want to be reunited today. Looking back at the prosperity is like a dream, and the rest of my life is just a glimpse of the stormy waves. Don't laugh when you are crazy and angry, teach you how hard-working you are. To be rewarded for meeting you today, I am ashamed of the wooden peach I gave you in the first place.  ." A vicissitudes of ancient Peking Opera singing slowly floated out from the ancient garden, carrying the vicissitudes of life experience, carrying indescribable sadness without sadness, carrying too much heaviness of life, just like this libretto, looking back  Prosperity is as vague as a dream, life is full of twists and turns, glory and downfall, but never mediocrity.

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