On this day, a few people suddenly came to his hometown, which caught Yuan Jinpeng off guard. He grew up with his parents in Lingang Middle School since he was a child, and only knew a few uncles, uncles, cousins, and cousins in his hometown village. However, he went back to Yuanjiaao Village with his father a few times, and felt that these people were very kind. Listening to their self-introductions, sure enough, the white-haired "Uncle Zhonghe" and him are relatives of the same "small house", and the other two people, one tall and one short, are the same "big house" clan relatives as him. Yuan Jinpeng hurriedly beckoned the correspondent to make tea, light cigarettes, and serve fruits.

Although the "Uncle Zhonghe" is not high, he is in charge of the genealogy, and whoever wants to be on the genealogy has to find him. Smoking cigarettes, drinking tea, and eating fruits, he pulled the topic to the genealogy: "Jin Peng, your name on the spectrum is Xiangzhong, Zhongzi, and your father is Hezi." When I was on the score, your father gave it temporarily, I think it's okay, peaceful and loyal"

"It's good to get the name, and Uncle Zhonghe has worked hard to manage so many genealogies." Yuan Jinpeng heard his father say that he knew the name on his genealogy, but he usually forgot that he had this name. Now that it sounds, it feels cordial, at least a genuine descendant of Yuan Ao.

Uncle Zhonghe said: "Jin Peng, we came to you this time to rebuild the genealogy. Yuan Aogong had nine sons, and now there are hundreds of thousands of descendants, and the time is too long, and the character school is also chaotic. The rebuilding of the Great Score has been prepared for several years. I heard that among the descendants of Yuan Aogong, the biggest official now has two main department levels and six county levels. Our village and our Ping'an County are at the county level. We'll definitely look for you first. ”

Yuan Jinpeng didn't understand Uncle Zhonghe's intentions, and asked, "Is there anything concrete?" ”

Uncle Zhonghe twisted the white beard on his chin and said, "Jin Peng, your official number is the largest in our village, you pledge a number, and we will collect it from other people who eat official dinners." The next step is for the boss of the business, who has to pay off the money, so he has to share it according to the capitation. This is the top method, more than ten years ago, the score was repaired, and every household shared the money, which made everyone talk nonsense. ”

Yuan Jinpeng suddenly understood what was going on, and his brain spun fast. He had no reference and was not sure how much he should donate. If there is more, I can't bear it, and if I have less, I am afraid that I am not worthy of this leading position, and this position seems to have no way to shirk.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle Zhonghe, I really don't understand this. How much do you think I should donate? ”

Uncle Zhonghe said: "Jin Peng, it's not easy for others to say this, you are my nephew, I'll say it directly." There is a person in Fengling who is a county magistrate outside, and he repairs the score at home and donates 20,000 yuan. You are also at the county level, and you are in the municipal party committee, so you have to make a good start. ”

Yuan Jinpeng complained again and again in his heart, and it was difficult to find out that he couldn't compare with the county magistrate, and suddenly remembered that his father said last time that he wanted to repair the canal in the village, so he said: "Uncle Zhonghe, don't worry, I will do my best." I heard that the water canal in the village is not working? ”

"Speaking of this ditch, Wo Huo! There is an agricultural development office in the county, which is responsible for the hardening of machine farming roads, the rebuilding and hardening of water ditches, and the hardening of fields. The more Uncle Zhonghe spoke, the more angry he became, and his spit flew.

The tall man continued: "Our Yuanjiaao people have always been brainless, and they don't know how to give gifts, and the relationship between the town and the county is not very good. In this society now, who will do things for you if there is no meat? Jin Peng, you are the secretary of the boss of the municipal party committee, give us a face, save yourself from idleness. ”

Yuan Jinpeng asked: "How long is the ditch we want to repair?" ”

Uncle Zhonghe said: "The two sections of the ditch are more than 1,000 meters long. ”

Yuan Jinpeng nodded: "Small project, I'll find the director of the Municipal Agricultural Development Office, and then say hello to the county magistrate in charge of agriculture in Ping'an." The town government and the county development office are on the side, and you ask the village secretary and director to connect with each other. When the time comes, I'll call you. ”

Several people were overjoyed when they heard this, and said to Uncle Zhong: "Jin Peng has done a great thing for our village!" The neighbors in the village will thank you! ”

"Jin Peng, you are the biggest official in our Yuan Jiaao, and you want to help us win a little more national support. I heard that the director of the county development and Reform Commission is from Fengling, and they not only built the wide road into it, but also turned all the mud roads in the village into cement roads. There was no one in the village who didn't say he was good. The tall man said.

Yuan Jinpeng glanced at his watch and said, "I'll do my best." Let's go, let's go eat. ”

Yu Sihai was not at home, but few leaders dared to call Wang Ke, and Wang Ke stuck to Yuan Jinpeng most of the time. Today, as soon as the No. 1 car drove into the "No. 6 Mansion", the boss greeted him and saw that it was Yuan Jinpeng, and stepped forward to shake hands and greet him. The "No. 6 Mansion" located on the shores of the Qingshui River looks like a high-end villa, but in fact it is the most high-end banquet and drinking place in Qingchuan, which only accommodates three or four tables of guests at a time, but it is exquisite and luxurious. Seeing Yuan Jinpeng leading the guests into the box, Che Linlin instructed the waiter to serve the food and asked Yuan Jinpeng what kind of wine he was drinking. Yuan Jinpeng asked Uncle Zhonghe, shall we drink some Moutai at noon? Uncle Zhonghe said, Jin Peng, I'm not afraid of you laughing, we've only heard of Moutai, and we really haven't drunk it. Yuan Jinpeng said with a smile, then drink some Moutai.

The huge table seats only six people, which seems a bit empty, and the distance between people is also very far. Uncle Kezhong and Uncle Zhong drank good dishes such as lobster, wild soft-shelled turtle, and eel, sipped Moutai wine, and quickly became excited, happily chatting about the big and small things in the village. Yuan Jinpeng didn't know what was going on in the village, so he just echoed a few words, but he drank a lot of wine for the real thing. People from their hometowns should be enthusiastic no matter what, so as not to gossip about the people in the village one day. While the wine was hot, he heard a knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Jackie and Feng Shida came in with wine glasses. After listening to Yuan Jinpeng's introduction, Jiekexi and Feng Shida sat down, took turns to toast the three of Uncle Zhonghe, and then drank courtesy wine with Yuan Jinpeng, Che Linlin, and Wang Ke, and tossed for twenty or thirty minutes before returning to their box. They invited the director of the Municipal Land Bureau downstairs to dinner. A few minutes later, Yuan Jinpeng received a text message on his mobile phone, Feng Shida said that there was something urgent and was waiting for him at the door. Yuan Jinpeng walked out suspiciously and was led to the opposite lounge by Feng Shida.

Feng Shida handed over a package of things: "Mr. Jie's got it to you, the family came to the door to repair the score, and they always had to give tens of thousands of yuan, right?" ”

Yuan Jinpeng opened the newspaper, and it was five bundles of hundred-yuan bills: "How can I let you pay this money?" ”

Feng Shida said: "I lent it to you, are you embarrassed to let the people in the village go home empty-handed?" ”

Yuan Jinpeng hesitated slightly: "Thank you and Mr. Jie for your kindness, I'll borrow 20,000 yuan." ”

Back in the office, he fell asleep on the couch. I don't know how long it took for the phone to ring rapidly. Deng Zhenhua said that a group of people came to petition, saying that they wanted to see Secretary Yu and told them that Secretary Yu was on a business trip, but they didn't believe it. Yuan Jinpeng said, I'll come here.

When I arrived at the **** bureau, I saw Deng Zhenhua surrounded by more than a dozen people, arguing about something.

Deng Zhenhua saw Yuan Jinpeng coming, and said loudly: "This is Secretary General Yuan of the Municipal Party Committee, you should always believe what he said." ”

It turned out that the visitor was a villager from Daijia Village on the outskirts of the city, who claimed to be the famous poet Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty. In his later years, Dai Shulun served as the assassin of Qingchuan, who was honest and capable, and was known as "the first Qing official of Kaiyuan". After his death, the people of Qingchuan erected a monument for him. They asked for a monument to commemorate Dai Shulun.

Yuan Jinpeng felt that this was a big deal, and he didn't dare to agree rashly: "When Secretary Yu comes back, I will definitely transfer everyone's opinions to the place." ”

A middle-aged man with glasses said, "Secretary General Yuan, you can't perfunctory us. Do you judge the theory, should you retake it? ”

Yuan Jinpeng said sincerely: "Dai Shulun is a famous poet and a famous Qing official, who has made great contributions to Qingchuan, and the reconstruction of the monument should be considered. However, the city's financial resources are limited, and the project must be declared and approved, not that it can be built, but at least it must be studied at a meeting. There are many famous people in the history of Harukawa, plus the celebrities who have worked in our Harukawa, there are no less than 100. They once benefited Harukawa, and even left descendants in Harukawa, of course, we must always remember. As for how to build it and when it will be built at a meeting to study, it's not that I, the deputy secretary general of the municipal party committee, can make a decision? ”

The middle-aged man said, "That makes sense, then we'll wait for the good news," and then took everyone away.

Deng Zhenhua said with a smile: "The medicine is not effective. You see, these words have to be said by your senior secretary general to be useful. I said, "People don't listen." Having said that, this is the first time I have come across this kind of petition. ”

Yuan Jinpeng said: "Now that the lives of the common people are better, they have money in hand, and there are many things such as building ancestral halls, archways, and repairing scores." Similar to the demands of Dai's descendants should be taken seriously. We have a rich collection of humanities in Qingchuan, and there are many historical and cultural celebrities. I remember that the Deng family of Fengling Township, Ping'an County, turned out to be the descendant of Deng Wang Li Congyi, the eighth son of Li Jing, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, because he escaped from the pursuit of the Song soldiers, and changed his surname to Deng. Two days ago, I was at the Lixi Boathouse, and I learned that the local Huang family was the descendant of Huang Xie, the fourth prince of the Warring States Period, Chu Guochun, Shenjun. I don't know if the local chronicle office has collected all kinds of information. ”

"The Deng family in Fengling is either Xuancheng County or Nantang County, and the surname Li has been changed to Deng, which does not account for a large proportion of our Deng surname. However, I suspect that the local chronicle office may not have the power to figure out the origin of so many surnames in Harukawa. Unless you send a message from the Secretary-General, then ask the Finance Bureau to give you some money. Deng Zhenhua said.

Yuan Jinpeng laughed at himself: "How can my words be so spiritual? It's just a fox and a fake tiger. ”

Deng Zhenhua hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no!" You are determined to act, and your identity is persuasion, which is leadership. ”

Yuan Jinpeng said with a smile: "Sometimes identity is status, sometimes it is a burden. ”

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