It will take some time for the abduction case to be handled, and it is impossible for Ning Lizhong to suspend the inspection and investigation of this matter.

In the following days, he led a group of people to visit several villages at random.

Even Secretary Pan and Mayor Qi, who had suffered bad luck, no longer had any temper, and honestly listened to the instructions of the leaders, because they understood that if they did not follow the will of the leaders again, Ning Lizhong would cut himself off from the head, and the reason why he did not immediately remove himself now was nothing more than to watch the after-effects!

Chen Mingyuan also understood what Ning Lizhong meant, after all, it is easy to change officials, but the reappointment, not to mention whether it can do better than the predecessor, first of all, it is necessary to let Lishan City experience a turmoil, and it is impossible to invest in development and construction in a short period of time, and Ning Lizhong has just gained a firm foothold in Dongjiang Province, and he will get rid of two department-level officials during an inspection, which will not only arouse the fear and alienation of other subordinate colleagues, but also the opinions of the central leaders.

What politics is, to put it bluntly, is the stability and balance of the power structure!

In view of this, he might as well continue to keep Secretary Pan and the two, with such a big handle in his hands, he is afraid that they will not do their best to run errands for themselves?

Towards the end of the inspection, Ning Lizhong suddenly called Chen Mingyuan to the room alone and assigned him a new task.

"This man is ......"

Chen Mingyuan looked at a resume, it was an old man surnamed Qiao.

"He's my old leader."

Ning Lizhong's expression was a little embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "He should live in Lishan, you can help me find it." ”

Seeing the confusion on his face, Ning Lizhong explained: "I haven't heard from him for a long time, during the Great Revolution, he was beaten down, and his lover was also in trouble, although he was later rehabilitated, but he was already disheartened, refused to be retained by the central government, and returned to his hometown alone with his lover's ashes, which is Lishan City." ”

"After coming to Dongjiang, I checked his situation, the material is very vague, I lived in a town called Xianyun Town in the early years, I also tried to find him, but he has moved out of his residence, and left a message, I don't want to see an old man again."

Feeling the sense of silence, Chen Mingyuan didn't say more: "Do you need me to bring anything to say?" ”

Ning Lizhong shook his head: "Forget it, don't bother him, you can help me go and see how he is doing, if there are any problems in life, help solve them." ”

Chen Mingyuan nodded, and before going out, Ning Lizhong stopped him again, stopped talking a few times, and finally turned into a sigh: "You go early and return early, we will leave Lishan the day after tomorrow." ”

…………

Xianyun Town, located in the northeast of Lishan City, is the old revolutionary area, Chen Mingyuan arrived in a car seconded from the Lishan Municipal Party Committee, and went directly to the local police station.

Fortunately, Chen Mingyuan showed his work card of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee, saying that he was carrying out a secret investigation task, and the head of the police station immediately became more attentive, seeing that the system and the household registration department could not find clues, he personally led Chen Mingyuan to the place where the old man once lived, but unfortunately there were not many old residents left there, and many people had no impression of the old man surnamed Qiao at all, so the police station chief was also at a loss.

Finally, a nearby shop provided a clue, saying that a few years ago, the old man was occasionally seen carrying some bamboo chairs and stools to the market to sell, and then exchanged for some daily necessities, saying that these chairs and stools were all woven by himself with bamboo in the suburbs.

There were only three huge bamboo forests near the town, and according to this clue, the head of the police station led Chen Mingyuan all the way down.

"Mr. Chen, the front is the last village in the vicinity, if you can't find it again, I ......"

Director Li smiled bitterly, and throughout the day, he took Chen Mingyuan to find all the surrounding villages, but this person was like evaporating from the world, and there was no news at all.

Chen Mingyuan knew that he had done his best, and nodded.

Compared with Zhaojia Village, it is more desolate, with only more than 30 households, and according to Director Li, all the people living here are She people, because of the barren economy and information blockage, they basically maintain the traditional way of life of the She people.

As soon as the car stopped, many people in the village ran out and circled around the car and two people, seemingly curious and fresh.

"Daddy Blue, long time no see."

Director Li found an old man who was sitting under the eaves basking in the sun, and pointed to Chen Mingyuan to explain his intention.

Daddy Lan seemed to have his ears behind his ears, and he couldn't hear Mandarin clearly at all, but after seeing the photo Chen Mingyuan took out, he suddenly said: "Old Qiao, old Qiao......"

Director Li couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly asked the young man in the village who knew Mandarin to help spread the word.

Qingzhuang glanced at the photo, then at Chen Mingyuan, and said, "What are you looking for Grandpa Qiao?" ”

"I'm his friend's child, and I've come to visit him."

Chen Mingyuan found an excuse, worried that Qiao Lao would directly close the door and thank the guests.

Qing Zhuang looked at him suspiciously, as if he was observing whether he was lying, and shook his head after the most reluctant, "You are late, Grandpa Qiao has already left last year." ”

"Where have you been?"

"Well, it's already buried in the ground."

Qingzhuang pointed to the bamboo forest hill in front of him, Chen Mingyuan's face changed, and he was speechless for a moment.

People who have been remembered for many years, and then look back and explore, but they are already separated by yin and yang.

Director Li saw that his face was not good, and he also sighed, and then asked if he could go to see the grave.

Qingzhuang asked Daddy Lan for instructions, and when he got the answer, he asked the two to follow him.

Leaving the village, he led the two men across a bridge over a stream, and then walked along a winding path towards the hill.

During the walk, Chen Mingyuan looked around, and found that this place is actually a piece of beautiful mountains and rivers, peaks and rocks of the wonderful pastoral scenery, surrounded by Zhong Lingyuxiu, clouds and mist, quite a bit of fairyland, the most interesting thing is that next to a mirror-like lake, there is a mountain rock like spring shoots, straight into the sky, magnificent!

Director Li noticed that he was looking at him, so he explained: "That's called Tianzhu Peak, according to legend, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor was here to forge a tripod alchemy, and then crossed the red dragon to ascend to heaven and become an immortal, and our Xianyun Town got its name from this." ”

In the strange scenery, Chen Mingyuan suddenly remembered the old man who was freed from the power struggle, and he actually understood his original intention of escaping the world.

As the saying goes, the big hidden in the city, perhaps, the glorious years of power, once back to the basics, after all, can not withstand these idle clouds and crane-like days to come happy.

Walking all the way up the mountain, there are dense trees and bamboo forests on both sides of the mountain road, and the breeze is slow, accompanied by the loud sound of bamboo waves in the distance, and the trees are slowly swinging.

The mountains are getting higher and higher, and the bamboos on the mountains are getting thicker and denser, and as far as the eye can see, there is a sea of verdant and green bamboo forests everywhere, and the strange sounds that follow are like waves, like a flood wave sweeping the heavens and the earth, resounding in this piece of Lang Qiankun.

After walking for a while, the mountain road suddenly branched off, on the left was a path that continued to extend towards the mountain, and on the right was a flat clearing, surrounded by dense green bamboo, there was a grave on the flat ground, and a tombstone stood in front of the tomb, the tombstone was covered with moss, revealing delicate shoots, and a few lines of mottled handwriting were engraved on it.

The three of them walked here, stopped, and looked at the tomb.

"Grandpa Qiao is lying here."

Qing Zhuang said angrily: "And his wife is also there." ”

The mountain breeze blew slowly, and the sound of bamboo rustled.

Chen Mingyuan stood in front of the tomb, silent, bowing his head solemnly, although he had never lived, he still had an inexplicable feeling.

No matter how high this old Qiao once stood in his lifetime, and no matter how much loneliness he experienced when his lover died, he should be happy when he left.

After a while, Chen Mingyuan leaned down, pulled out a few weeds from the tomb, and then bowed deeply to the tombstone.

Qing Zhuang seemed to be a little moved, hesitated, pointed to the other end of the bamboo forest, and said, "Grandpa Qiao has built a bamboo house there, you can go and have a look, but you are not allowed to touch things." ”

Chen Mingyuan nodded and said with a smile: "Please take care of Qiao Lao for so long." ”

He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out all the stacks of banknotes inside, handed them over, and said, "These are what I thank you on behalf of Elder Qiao, you can use them to improve everyone's lives." ”

Qing Zhuang waved his hand again and again, his expression serious.

Director Li took Chen Mingyuan's hand and shook his head.

Chen Mingyuan knew that he had taken the liberty of taking the plunge, and he was a little ashamed, compared to the deceitful metropolitan power field, the people here were surprisingly simple.

Qingzhuang explained some things again, and was about to leave first, but suddenly remembered something, and said: "Over the years, there are still people who often come to see Grandpa Qiao, do you know it?" ”

"What kind of people?"

Qingzhuang frowned and thought for a while, and said, "A woman, very beautiful, like a fairy." ”

Chen Mingyuan suddenly became suspicious, could it be Qiao Lao's old friend in Yanjing before his death?

After Qingzhuang left, Director Li also left in advance under the pretext that he had left in advance, and in this case, it was better to leave him alone.

Then, Chen Mingyuan walked slowly to the small bamboo house, at the end of the path, there is a large green bamboo bush, quiet forest, bamboo shadow shaking, there are two huts in the center, both are made of thick bamboo, and the surrounding area is surrounded by bamboo fences into a small courtyard, planting some flowers, fruits, and vegetables, but because no one has been cooking for a long time, they are a little decadent.

Walk through the railing door, push open the door and walk in, find that the tables and chairs in the house are all made of bamboo, and there is a bamboo landscape painting hanging on the wall.

Chen Mingyuan checked it and saw that there was nothing special, so he was about to leave, when suddenly there was a sound of sprinkling footsteps outside, and the next moment there was a beautiful voice.

"Who's in there?"

Chen Mingyuan's heart moved, remembering the woman Qingzhuang mentioned just now, so he immediately walked out of the bamboo house and saw a woman standing in the courtyard.