The Chinese library provides full text reading and TXT full text download, book lovers can recommend this site to their friends, thank you for your support! The time is nearly early in the morning, the lights in the Songzhuzhai lobby are bright, the old man An sits in the center, and Lao Wang stands sideways, what is surprising is that not only An Zaijiang and Zuo, Chen Lianfu are sitting in the hall, even An Zaihai, who has been in Wuzhong for several months, is also sitting firmly in the middle hall.

However, he said that the place was not as many as a cow's hair than the high-ranking officials in Beijing, and that this place under the sea had only been in a few months, and it was even more imposing than when he was the second-in-command of the Central Propaganda Department of the great authority.

"When you enter your own base camp, some people hold stinky feet, what is there to be proud of, and there is the ability to work hard in other people's circles like me, just rely on your ability to keep and eat so much that there is not even scum left." Zuo Qiu Ming even thought of his "miserable" experience, and he was full of slander.

Speaking of which, the convening of this family meeting was almost entirely due to An Zaihai, as soon as this benevolent brother heard that Xue An was far from his sixtieth birthday, he hurried up, galloped under the stars, and rushed back. Originally, An Zaihai arrived in Beijing at noon today, and he had enough time to congratulate Xue An, but instead of going, he said that he returned to Beijing to deal with the factional crisis.

As for the word "crisis", it is An Zaihai's overall evaluation of Xue Anyuan's birthday. At this moment, the meeting has been going on for more than two hours, and the reason why it has been tossed for so long is not that everyone spoke enthusiastically, but that most of the time was silent, occasionally mixed with An Zaihai's personal statement.

An Zaihai couldn't figure out how the thing that should have been condemned by everyone became his own one-man show, and it was an increasingly boring one-man show, I really don't know if these people in front of him are not enough to scheming, and they can't see the danger, or if they are driving thousands of miles, but they are guilty.

"Dad. None of them said. You have a attitude, the old Xue family is too inauthentic to do this, I think if there was no recommendation from you. Can Xue Anyuan have today? Besides, if you want to put up a flag, you should say hello to us first. Isn't acting so arbitrarily and alone tantamount to slapping us in the face, what do outsiders think? ”

It turned out that because of Xue Xiang's reasons, An Zaihai has always regarded the Xue family as his own people, and it is with this cognition that General An Lao strongly supported Xue Anyuan as the deputy commander of Zhengnan at the Military Commission last time, and it was approved, An Zaihai couldn't help but put the old Xue family into his own faction. But now that he heard that Xue Anyuan raised the flag to become self-reliant, how could An Zaihai swallow this breath. It was so that the starry night rushed back, and it was treated as a major security crisis.

Sure enough, An Zaihai's words that I don't know how many times had the same effect as before. Old General An didn't even lift his eyelids. The rest of Zuo Qiu Ming, Chen Dao, and An Zaijiang are even more indifferent.

When An Zaihai saw this situation in front of him, he suddenly felt a strong sense of grief and indignation. Quite a little sad for its misfortune, angry at its indisputable taste, pinched the porcelain cup in his hand, eager to smash it on the ground in one fell swoop, wake up the room full of "sleepy" guys, but when he raised his eyes to look at the old man's half-open and half-closed eyes, the anger in his heart was suffocated.

"Big brother, third brother, seventh brother, what's the matter with the three of you, I heard that you went back in the morning? Everyone else is clearly trying to draw a line with us, and you are still rushing forward, and there is a string missing in your mind. Seeing that the old words were ineffective, An Zaihai decisively changed the topic and hit the three of them.

"Second child, how do you speak, what do you mean to draw a line with us, I don't know how you judge, is it possible that the old Xue family of the Chéng Rén family can't do happy events yet?" Zuoqiu couldn't get used to An Zaihai's self-proclaimed king, pointing to this, training that, and being the oldest.

Zuo Qiu Ming was disrespectful, and An Zaihai was not angry but happy. It's no wonder that this one-man show, who has been singing for half a night, finally has a connection, how can he be inexplicably excited, "Big brother, don't pretend to be confused." Xue Anyuan returned to Beijing in such a hurry, how could he plan his birthday early? Besides, although the war on the front line has ended, the artillery fire has not stopped, as a former commander, is it appropriate to celebrate his birthday at this time? ”

An Zaihai said this, Zuo Qiu Ming naturally knew it, and only then refuted it, he was simply not used to seeing An Zaihai's appearance high above, but he was not too lazy to answer at this time, he lowered his head and shouted with the teacup in his hand.

An Zaihai thought that he was impressed by Zuo Qiu Ming, his momentum soared, and he put the teacup on the table, "Dad, the matter is clearly in front of us, we can't turn a blind eye, how much do you have to express your position?" ”

This sentence, An Zaihai said with a fierce speech that he had never said before, and even the cheeks on both sides seemed to bulge and balled, and they were round.

Finally, Old Man An opened his eyes: "What do you want me to say?" ”

The seven words were like sharp needles and arrows, poking An's cheeks that bulged high on both sides of the sea.

"Yes, how should the old man express his position?" An asked himself in his heart.

At first, when he heard that Xue Anyuan was doing something about his birthday, his brain was hot, and he immediately returned to the capital overnight, until the one-man show at this time, his brain became hotter and hotter, and he didn't think about how to solve it at all, but just vigorously stated to everyone present the fact that the Xue family was self-reliant, and the subsequent harm. At this moment, the old man broke the key, and Xue Anyuan suddenly became dumb.

In his mind, the old man really couldn't express his position, could it be that he called to scold Xue Anyuan and even Xue Xiang? Or give Xue Anyuan eye medicine at the Military Commission? These are all laughable actions to think about, who will make them?

An Zaihai sat back in his chair, his heart was full of resentment and remorse, he didn't know what he was resenting specifically, but his heart was full of that young and handsome smiling face, was it the lost person who parted ways without saying hello? Are you worried that you will lose the little fan that will always be a last resort and suffer in the future game? Or is it the pain of being betrayed by oneself as a nephew and a relative.......

Perhaps, all kinds of negative emotions are both in An Zaihai's heart, in the final analysis, what An Zaihai is troubled by is not how Xue Anyuan is, but how Xue Xiang is!

"Second brother, don't think about it, Xue Xiaozi and we haven't been intersecting for a day or two, who he is, everyone knows it, you can't catch fire." An Zaijiang didn't think that Xue Anyuan's birthday would have any serious consequences, besides, he had always only recognized Xue Xiang. I don't recognize Xue Anyuan. After all, Xue Anyuan's brand is there, and it is not something that An can swallow in one bite. It's just that now seeing the second brother's anxious look, An Zaijiang can't bear it. only then did he speak comfortingly.

Ahn Jae-hai opened his mouth, wanting to say that Ahn Jae-jiang was superficial and naïve. can look at the sincere red face, and the words that come to the mouth are not spoken after all.

Silence, silence returned to the lobby.

Suddenly, the old man yawned, took the teacup on the standing stool, poured tea with his fingers, wiped his eyes, and finally spoke: "The seventh, the eldest and the third have spoken." I see that you have been immobile like a mountain, and you have a lot of words in your heart, let's talk about it. ”

The old man actually ordered Chen Dao to speak! Ann is terrifying in the sea. Zuo Qiu Ming was also shocked. I don't know when, this old seven, who has never been able to climb the deputy department, has such weight in the old man's heart.

Chen Daochong nodded at the old man. got up and said: "Since Dad has named him, I will say two words, in fact, I have nothing to say, just one sentence, the second brother is right, but he is worried." ”

Chen Dao's voice fell, and An Zaihai buckled the tea lid heavily: "Old Seven, I know that you are close to Xue Xiaozi in Jianghan, and this time you are in Beijing with the gang of people in Jianghan Province, but if you really want to talk about distance and proximity, you can't compare to me and Xue Xiaozi, I would like to advise, don't be blinded by some appearances." You say I've been worried, but I'd like to hear how. ”

Chen Dao was cut off, but he was not annoyed, and even returned a smile: "I said that you have a reason to be careful, you just said that you are closer than me and Xue Xiaozi, but I don't know that we have someone closer than you here, he didn't speak, how do you know that Xue Xiaozi is making his own claims?" ”

Chen Daoduan woke up the dreamer with a word, An Zaihai looked at the old man's face in surprise, and what he saw was still a drowsy old face, but he believed it very much in his heart. After all, with the proximity of the old man and Xue Xiang, coupled with the calmness and composure at this time, An Zaihai judged, Xue Anyuan raised the flag this time, Xue Xiaozi must have said hello to the old man, but if he said hello, why didn't the old man speak up, and let himself jump alone for a long time, I don't want to see myself embarrassed!

To say that Chen Dao has studied the art of Chinese power and scheming for 3,000 years, it is not a blind boast, this person's scheming city government does not deserve this self-praise, but it is also stronger than the An brothers and Zuoqiu Mingduoduo. No, when he said a word, not only woke up An Zaihai, but even Zuo Qiu Ming and An Zaijiang also showed a look of sudden realization, and they all raised their eyes to look at the old man.

Old Man An was silent, took the teacup and snorted gently.

Who knows the disappointment in the old man's heart at this moment, but the disappointment is disappointment, in the end, he is determined. However, the old man's disappointment and determination were not because of Xue Xiang, but because of An Zaihai, because of this son who had always made him unable to die and could not make up his mind. But tonight, the old man is completely dead to it, and he is also determined.

The old man didn't expect that this son was not only short-witted, but also so narrow, but for the sake of a piece of news, he didn't have to speculate, he could draw conclusions out of thin air and put them into practice, such behavior, it really made the old man completely disappointed, and he began to wonder if it was a big failure and wrong move to arrange for him to enter Wuzhong to clean up the situation.

Seeing that the old man was still silent, An Zaihai finally endured to the limit, stood up, and said hurriedly: "Dad, you will sell Guanzi, ..... Xue boy"

Halfway through the sea talk, there was a loud bang, and the old man slammed the teacup in his hand on the ground, and his eyes, which originally seemed to be open, suddenly opened and closed, jīng Guang, bluffing everyone in the audience to stand up in unison and stand on his side.

The old man stared at An Zaihai's unbelievable square face tightly, and raised his hand to point: "You, if you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't do it, you can make a sound, and some are people who do things." You are a dignified Wuzhong Provincial official, in his position, he does not seek his own government, and all he thinks about is fighting and plotting, and the common people can point to an official like you, which is a hell! From now on, within three years, you are not allowed to step into the house for half a step, if you can't make a name for yourself in Wuzhong, you won't come back! ”

After saying that, the old man waved his hand to stop An Zaijiang, who was about to make a sound, and strode away with his cane.

An Zaijiang was still waiting to catch up, but was stopped by Lao Wang, who did not follow up, Lao Wang took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them over, but without waiting for An Zaijiang to take over, he was snatched by An Zaihai, opened it, and stood on the spot.

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It was early summer, and the night breeze was like water, Xue Xiang was a greedy guy again, and he drove slowly all the way, and when he arrived at home, the Xue family's compound was already quiet. Just parked the car in the warehouse. I noticed a sound on a large tree in the courtyard. As far as the eye can see, in the clear moonlight, there are people in the treetops saluting themselves. Xue Xiang knew that this was the jǐng guard who had followed Xue An into Beijing last time. To say that the only drawback of this Xue family's new house is that there are not enough guest rooms, or there are no guest rooms, and the Xue family is gathered. You have to add an extra bed in the room to squeeze it down, and naturally there will be no room for the guard.

Xue Xiang raised his hand and saluted back, feeling a little sorry in his heart, but he still didn't invite him, after all, he had tried, but he was all politely refused. After saluting with the jǐng guards, Xue Xiang moved into the house, but saw that there was no one in the spacious hall. On the two side-by-side tables of the Eight Immortals, there were many gift boxes scattered messily, and a bunch of small golden pigs. Silver Horse. A table was scattered.

Xue Xiang smiled, but he couldn't clean it up. Moving his gaze upward, he swept the calligraphy and painting hanging in the middle of the middle hall and froze, repeatedly reading these eight big characters silently, raising land, and feeling infinite gratitude to the old chief and An Laosheng in his heart. To say that Xue Xiang has this kind of emotion, there is actually a reason.

Because he knew how risky it was for Xue Anyuan to raise the flag alone this time, how many people were waiting to see the joke, and how many people were waiting to fail. To say that although Xue Anyuan is the founding general and the most shining general in this Southern Expedition, in terms of qualifications and power, it is really reluctant to put up the banner. After all, it is now seventy-nine years, not ninety-nine years, several old marshals are still alive, and there are many fathers and generals whose qualifications and strength have overshadowed Xue Anyuan, but the result of Xue Anyuan and Xue Xiang's discussion is one word: lift!

And the old chief not only asked Uncle Nan to send a far-reaching eight-character operation, but also carried out it in person in court, which made great sense, after all, this handwritten book, if Uncle Nan did not ask for it to be expanded at that time, then it would be impossible for the Xue family, as the main family, to open the gift box before the guests left. At that time, Xue Xiang hugged the gift box to go, but was stopped by Uncle Nan and opened it in public.

As for the help given by Old Man An, only Xue Anyuan and Old Man, plus Lao Wang, knew about it. It turned out that Xue Xiang had already sent a letter to the old man after agreeing with Xue Anyuan, and this letter was not a phone call, nor a text letter, but a few pages of comics. And the reason why Xue Xiang chose such a primitive and unconventional way to deliver information naturally has his reasons. Speaking in detail, with the passage of time, the friendship between Xue Xiang and the old man is like a pot of wine, and the more it is brewed, the sweeter it becomes.

And it was precisely because of this kind of too close relationship that Xue Xiang was embarrassed to say to the old man, after all, no matter how you explain it, it is a fact that the Xue family is self-reliant. But if you don't explain, you can't do it, after all, paper can't contain fire, and when it leaks, it will be more passive. However, in this matter, the Xue family was a little ashamed after all, and they couldn't open their mouths, and it was difficult to form words when they put pen to paper. Therefore, Xue Xiang chose the theme of comics, which is quite game-like, and made a way to convey information. And Xue Xiang knew that with the old man's mind and the city, he would not be so small, and it was impossible not to see the pros and cons.

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An Zaihai snatched a few pages of manuscript paper handed to An Zaijiang by Lao Wang, flipped through it, and saw that there were pictures without words. An Zaihai first looked at Lao Wang with a puzzled expression, Lao Wang made a gesture of invitation, An Zaihai temporarily forgot the harshest wording in the history of the old man he had just received, and stared at the picture and thought about it.

Here, when An Zaihai opened the paper, An Zaijiang and Zuo Chen's brother-in-law rushed forward together, and they couldn't wait to see what mysteries were hidden on these pieces of paper, so that the old man could even suppress such a big thing, which was really curious.

A group of high-ranking officials did not care about the image, and crowded around An Zaihai, but fortunately, An Zaihai was extremely slow to view the painting, and it took a few minutes to turn over a picture, and everyone saw it clearly. It turns out that on the first page, a big tree is drawn, and there is a small tree standing next to the big tree, and on the second page, the small tree dies, and on the third or fourth page, the big tree gradually grows larger, and the small tree that has just fallen gradually becomes smaller until it disappears, and on the fifth page, a strong wind blows, and the big tree does not withstand the destruction of the Lord, and breaks off by roots.

Then, on page 6, the picture is exactly the same as on the first page, except that one of the branches of the tree is drawn very long, like a bent arm, encircling the little tree, and on the seventh and eighth pages, the little tree grows gradually, and on the ninth page, as usual, a strong wind blows, and the tree shakes, and the little tree swings westward, and the branches of the big tree and the small tree intersect and lean against each other, and on the tenth page, the wind is stronger, and the two trees bend harder, but they are still leaning on and have not broken.

The painting skills on the white paper are very clumsy, but it is jīng accurately expressed the meaning, even An Zaijiang, who is the least good at guessing people's minds, also read the story of these ten or so pages of paintings. Apparently pages 1 to 5 are a story, about the death of the little tree, the body turned into nutrients, absorbed by the big tree, the storm came, the single tree did not make a forest, and the big tree eventually fell; On pages 6 to 10, there is a story about how the little tree grew up under the protection of the big tree, and when the storm came, the big tree and the little tree relied on each other to help, and together they resisted the storm and survived.

In detail, the painting is constantly clumsy, and there are many errors that violate common sense, such as the fact that the branches of the big tree on page 6 almost cover the small tree, and according to normal scientific common sense, we all know that a small tree cannot thrive if it does not receive sunlight. And on page 90, when the wind came, the two trees did not fall to one side, but bent in opposite directions, which obviously violated the laws of mechanics. Full text reading in the Chinese library! Update us fastest!