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For Zhang Yi's proposal, Liu Gang was a little helpless, but he couldn't refuse, for Qiu Yin, he really didn't know what to do, it seemed that what he did would hurt this poor girl. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhang Yi carried a big bag and handed it to Liu Gang, the three of them went upstairs and entered the house, Qiu Yin opened the bag and took out a big bag, which contained some cooked meat, such as braised pork, smoked duck, cold salad and the like. Liu Gang hurriedly went to cook some rice.

"Liu Gang, this calligraphy is written by you......" Liu Gang came out, but saw Zhang Yi standing on the balcony, looking at the square table and asking, put it on the table, it was Liu Gang who found it to practice calligraphy, and at this time, there was also a pair of words written on it.

"Nonsense, let's eat, drink some wine first!" Liu Gang smiled and took a jar of Dagou liquor.

"You, the mayor of the big town, no one gave you some good wine, how can you drink Lao Baigan?" Watching Liu Gang lift a can of old white dry, Zhang Yi's head was big for a while.

"Hehe, I like to drink original wine, I don't like to drink blended wine! Don't look at this wine very well, but it is more than 20 years old. Liu Gang said with a smile.

"You want to get us drunk, let's drink the original wine!!" Zhang Yi glanced at Liu Gang.

"Then you guys have beer, there are still a few cans of beer there!" Liu Gang smiled and opened a drawer of the TV cabinet and took out four bottles of cans, which were the same boxes that Huang Xinyi brought when he came over for the second time.

Tick tick! Just as he was about to open, the phone rang again.

"Sun Maoyang's call!" Liu Gang looked at the phone, said with a smile, and picked up the phone, but he heard a sound of cars, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "Brother Sun, why, didn't you drink at night?" ”

"Hehe, I'm about to ask you for a drink, where is my brother?" Sun Maoyang said with a smile.

"Me, I'm drinking at home...... Brother Sun won't have crossed the Willow River! Liu Gang reacted suddenly, but he was still a little uncertain.

"Hehe, we've arrived at Qiaotou, I'll be here soon, don't mind visiting your home!" Sun Maoyang said with a smile.

"Come to the town axe, I'll come down and pick you up right away!" Liu Gang quickly stood up, hung up the phone, and Liu Gang said to Zhang Yi, "I'll go down and pick them up." ”

"I'll go with me, Xiao Yin cook some cured bacon." Zhang Yi also hurriedly said, the press department, she is also a business department, so she naturally wants to go down to greet her.

"Yes!" Qiu Yin responded obediently and went to work. The two went downstairs and walked to the gate, where a Chevrolet drove up and stopped at the door.

"Brother Sun...... Minister Mei ...... "Seeing the co-pilot door open, Liu Gang hurriedly greeted him, who knows, it was not Sun Maoyang who came out of the door, but Mei Xuepeng, executive deputy minister of the Propaganda Department, which was obviously too unexpected for Liu Gang, he originally thought that it was Haisheng or others who were with Sun Maoyang, but he never thought that it would make Mei Xuepeng.

"Mayor Liu, I'm sorry, Xue Peng has no beads...... Mei Xuepeng bent down very sincerely, and apologized very sincerely.

"Minister Mei, you have killed Liu Gang!" Liu Gang hurriedly returned the salute, and said busily, he never expected that Mei Xuepeng would come, and he never imagined that Mei Xuepeng would apologize to him in front of the two of them, but others were the executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, and a dignified executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, who actually apologized to him as a town mayor, which made him bear it.

However, what is even more surprising is Zhang Yi, she is naturally familiar with Mei Xuepeng, the executive deputy minister of the Propaganda Department, and even, she is a little stunned, in fact, not only him, TV stations, newspapers, including the people of the Propaganda Department, are a little afraid of Mei Xuepeng, the executive deputy minister, this Mei Xuepeng, is not an ordinary difficult to deal with. Not to mention Zhang Yi, even Sun Maoyang also felt a little surprised, although he thought that Mei Xuepeng would apologize, but he also thought that Mei Xuepeng would vaguely express his apology verbally, but he didn't expect Mei Xuepeng to apologize formally in front of the two people.

"Take the liberty of bothering, and please don't blame Mayor Liu." Mei Xuepeng's voice was extremely polite, and even a little respectful.

"Minister Mei is here, that's Liu Gang's luck!"

"Minister Mei, Director Sun!" Zhang Yi also greeted Mei Xuepeng.

"Reporter Zhang!" Mei Xuepeng greeted lightly.

"Zhang Yi is also here, I'll just say how Brother Liu drinks at home, it turns out that it's Jinwu Zangjiao!" Sun Maoyang laughed and joked between the two, relieving the crepe atmosphere.

"you!" "Fuck off!" Zhang Yi and Liu Gang laughed and scolded Sun Maoyang. The four of them walked all the way to Liu Gang's house, if they knew that there was Mei Xuepeng in the person who came, Liu Gang would naturally not let them go to the house to drink, his family was shabby, it was okay to entertain friends, and if he wanted to entertain Mei Xuepeng, it would be really a little embarrassing, but he had promised Sun Maoyang before, and at this time everyone had already come, and he couldn't say that he would go to the hotel.

"The house is a little shabby, Minister Mei, please don't laugh!" Liu Gang said a little embarrassed, at this time, the house was really a little messy. It's just that Mei Xuepeng didn't speak, and when he entered the room, he went straight to the balcony, his eyes fell on the paper on the table, and when he arrived at the table, Mei Xuepeng read softly: The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion. Confucius Ziyun: "What is ugly? ”

"What's the ugly?" Listening to Mei Xuepeng finish reading, Sun Maoyang looked at Liu Gang, and asked with a smile, which suddenly made Liu Gang stunned, and suddenly remembered his kind words just now, isn't that just saying that his house is simple, this is related to this article, isn't it boasting that his house is a bad room?

"Coincidence, it's a coincidence...... I couldn't help laughing, Zhang Yi and Sun Maoyang also laughed, although this house is not luxurious, but it is not simple, let alone a humble room.

"Mayor Liu, can you give me this painting?" Only Mei Xuepeng didn't laugh, but said to Liu Gang with some expectation, he didn't feel ridiculous at all, but felt, this seems to be Liu Gang's motto. Although this house was not bad, in his eyes, it was really a humble room, and he really had never seen a more humble room than this.

"This painting is written indiscriminately, Minister Mei wants it, I will write a good copy for you." Liu Gang knew that Mei Xuepeng came over because of his words, and it was very necessary for him to get acquainted with an executive deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, after all, he was the one who offended the head of the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee, offended the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee, and with the support of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, he was not worried that the Propaganda Department would make any trouble for him.

"No, that's what I want!" Mei Xuepeng is very satisfied with this word, he feels, this word reveals a sense of tranquility and nature, a charm floating outside the house, from between the lines, he seems to see the former home Liu Yuxi, Liu Yuxi is not shocked, unyielding, sticking to the frugality, honor and disgrace calmly image, that does not want to be with the world, but also wants to meet the master to show his ambitions, if there is no master, but also willing to be plain surname on the paper; He seemed to see Liu Yuxi's noble and pure character who did not go along with the powerful.

At the same time, he also seems to see himself, although he has been immersed in silver in officialdom for half his life, but he still retains the arrogance of the traditional literati, he does not disdain to be with his colleagues, and his surname has become more and more withdrawn. Even, in the eyes of his colleagues, he has completely become an alternative existence.

And looking at Liu Gang again, Mei Xuepeng's eyes were even more different, before, he was just because of his appreciation of Liu Gang's study, but now, he completely introduced Liu Gang as a confidant, and he regarded this article as a display of Liu Gang's own soul. Liu Gang doesn't know this, he writes, it is indeed written with his heart, but his writing intentions are completely different from other people's intentions, he regards writing as a kind of cultivation, the cultivation of the state of mind, the cultivation of the soul seal, writing different words, he will feel according to his own understanding, let himself enter the context, this is the method that the old man taught him, he has always persevered, perhaps, it is not called persistence, now he has no need to deliberately do it, he just needs to pick up the pen, It naturally entered the context, which has become a habit, even instinct, for him. And he himself was still ignorant of this cultivation method, and he didn't quite understand the connotation of it. Perhaps, because he didn't think about it at all, he was able to let himself easily enter the context.

Although I don't understand, however, Mei Xuepeng insisted on this painting, Liu Gang naturally would not object, this is fine, there is no need for him to write another word, he occasionally likes to write, but he doesn't like to write for the sake of writing, likes to do one thing, and reluctantly does one thing, the effect is obviously completely different.

A few people began to drink, Mei Xuepeng was very euphemistic to ask Liu Gang's master of practicing words, Liu Gang also smiled and told the origin of his practice of words, he did not hide the slightest, but a few people who listened were full of interest, his experience of practicing words, undoubtedly a somewhat legendary story, and Mei Xuepeng on the side, listened very seriously, and even, very politely asked how to give the text spirit.

"I don't know how to give spirit to words, I just let myself be completely immersed in the text every time I write a text, let myself be the object of the article's description, and immerse myself in the ......"

(To be continued)