The snow came suddenly, sunny in the morning and changed color in the afternoon. The sky was gray and heavy, and the north wind was blowing. At about seven o'clock in the evening, the snow seeds fell on the roof, and then a large area of goose feathers and snow fell all over the sky. To be precise, it's a spring snow. It is rare for snow to fall in Qingchuan in the middle of winter, and it has passed the Lantern Festival at this time, and it is the "rain" solar term soon. Yuan Jinpeng stood in front of the window, looking at the mighty and erratic snowflakes outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh at the powerful power of nature. He remembered that Han Yu had written a poem entitled "Spring Snow", and vaguely remembered that there were two sentences that were "The snow is white but the grass is too late, so it wears the garden trees to make flying flowers".

"Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk", there was a knock on the door. Qingchuan people do not pay New Year's greetings after the Lantern Festival, but come to the door at night, who is it? When I opened the door, it was Professor Ge Pingming, next to me was Cai Chaodong, dean of Qingchuan Normal College. Yuan Jinpeng hurriedly invited the two teachers into the living room and soaked them in "Jin Junmei". Professor Ge Pingming was his head teacher at the university, and he came and went. Cai Chaodong was the deputy secretary of the party committee of the college at the time, and later became the dean. He didn't know why the two teachers came to visit the institute, and it was inconvenient to ask directly, so he could only greet each other, drink tea, and play haha. But he quickly noticed Cai Chaodong's apprehension and anxiety, his speech was too slow, as if he was deliberately suppressing his inner uneasiness, his smile was too stiff, and his appearance was inconsistent.

After a while, Ge Pingming got to the point: "Jin Peng, I came to the door with Dean Cai today, I want you to help me if I have something, and you have to help us no matter what." I remember that when you joined the party, it was Dean Cai who pushed you up against public opinion. At that time, there were only a few indicators for students to join the party. ”

In the third year of college, the college was preparing to develop a group of party members, and Yuan Jinpeng was among them. Before the approval of the party committee of the academy, someone wrote to him that he had published articles in the school magazine advocating bourgeois hedonism. For this reason, Cai Chaodong specially talked to him. He cried out again and again, and the article only listed the ancient poets who pretended to be drunk and wrote poems or sang songs with prostitutes, how did it become advocating bourgeois hedonistic thoughts? Fortunately, Cai Chaodong was enlightened and said, there is no problem with your thinking, your motive for joining the party is pure, and there is no problem with the idea of the article, and the party committee should approve you to join the party organization. At that time, he was secretly glad that he had met a good leader who was sensible and reasonable.

Yuan Jinpeng picked up the thermos pot and added water to the two teachers, and said happily: "Dean Cai, Professor Ge, as long as I have the ability to do it, you can speak, teacher." ”

Cai Chaodong glanced at Ge Pingming and said, "Hey, hey, it's a very tricky thing." The day before yesterday, the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection gave the director of the library of our college to ...... Shuanggui is over!. ”

"Librarian? Why? Yuan Jinpeng didn't react.

Cai Chaodong said: "It seems that someone wrote to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and accused him of taking kickbacks, and the library bought books. ”

Yuan Jinpeng suddenly realized that feng shui was in turn, and it seemed that the director of the university library was fat now, so he asked: "How much does the college spend on books a year?" ”

Cai Chaodong said: "In the past, hundreds of thousands were made every year, but in recent years, it has been around 1 million, and last year it was the most, 1.53 million. ”

Here's the problem. Yuan Jinpeng remembered that Qiu Qingsong said that in recent years, book publishers have generally paid 15 to 20 points in kickbacks. In other words, the librarian's annual rebate is about 200,000. Generally speaking, it is unlikely that the curator will be alone, at least the dean can't get around it. The director of the library was shuanggui, will Cai Chaodong be involved? When he was in college, Cai Chaodong was in his forties, high-spirited but very frugal. The vicissitudes of the world and the magic of money are invincible, and university campuses, known as the "ivory towers", may not be immune.

"In this way, there are more than 200,000 kickbacks every year, and the Commission for Discipline Inspection is not sure that it will not take people. Dean Cai, what do you want me to do? Yuan Jinpeng said.

Cai Chaodong snorted: "I, I don't think it should make the academy panic. I want to report to Secretary Yu in person, and you can arrange it for me. ”

Yuan Jinpeng said: "No problem, tomorrow morning." However, it is very unlikely that Secretary Yu will interfere in the handling of the case by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, not to mention that this is a case supervised by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. ”

"You can arrange for me to meet Secretary Yu. What needs to be said has to be said, and what has to be said is needed. Alas! Cai Chaodong said, looking lonely.

It was ten o'clock in the evening when Ge Pingming and Cai Chaodong were sent away. Outside the window, the snow was falling silently. On this quiet winter night, Yuan Jinpeng lost sleep, tossing and turning. It seems that Cai Chaodong is involved in the library kickback case. The standard for filing a case for the crime of accepting bribes is low, and Cai Chaodong is in a catastrophe. Money, you almighty monster, you can make the lowly like a spring platform, and you can also make the noble fall into the dust. But without it, you can't move an inch! What industry has not been tainted by the smell of copper? School? Hospital? Funeral parlor? Now that even the library, a temple with the smell of books, is stained with copper, where is there a pure land? He remembered the popular folk song a few years ago: a first-class citizen is a public servant, and three generations of children and grandchildren are happy; second-class citizens engage in contracting, and are fully reimbursed for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling; third-class citizens engage in leasing, and cars and houses take concubines; Fourth-class citizens have a big cap, and the plaintiff eats the defendant after eating; fifth-class citizen scalpel, cut open the stomach to ask for a red envelope; Sixth-class citizens are actors, and they also get money for twisting their butts; Seventh-class citizens engage in propaganda to satisfy their hunger every three or five times; The steering wheel of an eighth-class citizen, earning money when going to and from work; Citizens of the ninth rank are teachers, and squid and sea cucumbers are incomplete; Ordinary people of the tenth class, learn from Lei Fenggan's revolution. At the time, I didn't think this ballad was very clever, but now that it reveals at least a phased trend in the process of social development: money is the main criterion for measuring the value of life.

When he woke up in the morning, Yuan Jinpeng found that it was bright everywhere, and he remembered that it snowed heavily last night. Pick up the watch on the bedside table and look at it, it's eight o'clock, get up and wash up. The snow stopped, and it was white and deep, and it was so deep that it was stepped on and drowned the ankles. When I walked into the office building, I saw many people stomping their feet and shaking the snow on their shoes. He also subconsciously stomped his feet hard, then walked quickly upstairs into the office and pressed the air conditioner switch. After a few minutes, the air conditioner starts "whirring and wheezing", sending out warm hot air. Just a few minutes after sitting down, the phone on the table rang, and Yu Sihai looked for him.

Yu Sihai came to the office so early on a snowy day, could it be that there was something urgent? Sure enough, seeing Yuan Jinpeng coming in, Yu Sihai said: "Jin Peng, a bungalow in the west of the city was crushed by heavy snow last night, and a couple was seriously injured. You take the car and go to the city hospital first, and ask the hospital to save lives at any cost, and report to me in time if there is any situation. In the event of a fatality, you should discuss with the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee what to do, and you must pay attention not only to the movements of newspapers, radio stations, and television stations, but also to the Internet media, and you must not make the impact bigger. ”

Yuan Jinpeng didn't hear about it, but it was inconvenient to ask in detail: "Okay, I'll go with Che Linlin." ”

Yu Sihai saw Yuan Jinpeng standing still: "Is there anything else?" ”

Yuan Jinpeng said: "Dean Cai Chaodong of the Normal Academy wants to see you, do you have time in the morning?" ”

Yu Sihai looked directly at him: "When did Cai Chaodong say that he wanted to see me?" ”

Yu Sihai asked strangely, and Yuan Jinpeng had no choice but to tell the truth: "Last night, he and Professor Ge came to me together, saying that he had something to report to you in person. ”

"It's better not to see at this time, and to say something after a while. You can find a reason. Let him work with peace of mind, and he is not afraid of crooked shadows. Of course, if there is a problem, I can't help him. Yu Sihai thought for a while and said.

Yuan Jinpeng was a little surprised: "Okay." Then I'll go to the hospital. ”

Yu Sihai refused to see Cai Chaodong, indicating that the current investigation results are unclear, and it is uncertain whether Cai Chaodong is involved. But he couldn't do such a trivial matter, and he felt that it was really difficult to give chagrins to Ge Pingming and Cai Chaodong. How to say that?

Coming out of Yu Sihai's office, Yuan Jinpeng and Che Linlin drove directly to the Municipal People's Hospital, although the distance was very close, and it was not impossible to walk, but after all, they lacked the style of "business". When I arrived at the hospital, the director said that a few minutes ago, the female patient Feng Xuemei suffered an intracranial hemorrhage, died of serious injuries, and died, and the male patient was hit in the back, and after rescue, there was no life-threatening situation. Yuan Jinpeng asked, how many people came to their house, beware of making trouble. The dean said that the couple are from the northwest, and their relatives will not be able to reach Qingchuan for two or three days, so it is estimated that they will not cause trouble.

Back at the municipal party committee compound, they went directly to Zhou Qiushui's office. After listening to the briefing, Zhou Qiushui felt that it was not a trivial matter, so he hurriedly convened a meeting of the vice minister in charge of information, the chief of the information section, and the director of the Foreign Propaganda Office to prevent the media from stirring up trouble. A notice from the local media can solve the problem, but some media outside the city and outside the province, such as metropolitan newspapers and morning newspapers, are not easy to handle. Websites such as NetEase, Sina, Tencent, and Sohu are even more difficult to deal with, and almost ignore the opinions of the city-level propaganda departments.

Yuan Jinpeng often goes to the sky network and reminds: "Be careful of the forum of the sky community, anyone can go up and register to post." ”

Guo Fuzhou blinked his eyes: "Don't go to the sky, it's troublesome to go to the sky, the post can't be withdrawn, the number of clicks is large, three times five divided by two, our Qingchuan is famous." ”

Zhou Qiushui said: "Then look for his superior organization!" ”

Guo Fuzhou smiled: "Heh, where is there any organization, it's just a forum, and I don't know who the owner of the website is." ”

Yuan Jinpeng said: "It's really on, you can only spend money to delete the post." ”

Zhou Qiushui smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "Hey! You see, when I become the Minister of Propaganda, why can't I solve anything?! ”

Things went unusually well. Feng Xuemei's family came to a few relatives, although they were sad, they were reasonable, and there were no radical words and deeds. Twenty or thirty reporters from inside and outside the province came one after another, and most of them were settled by Guo Fuzhou and did not issue a press release. Ten days later, Feng Xuemei's husband recovered from his injuries and was discharged from the hospital, accepted 220,000 yuan in compensation from the landlord, and returned to his hometown in the northwest. Everyone thought that the matter passed quietly.

Ten days later, a nationally influential metropolitan newspaper in the south suddenly published "Feng Xuemei's Diary" and related in-depth reports one after another, and various media, including several well-known websites, forwarded it one after another, causing a sensation throughout the country. Yu Sihai and Huang Shanyu soon saw these reports. As they read, they are deeply affected and their hearts are heavy. They admit that this is a powerful report. Although these reports may have had a great negative impact on Harukawa. Yuan Jinpeng searched for these hot news on the Internet, and several diaries and reports deeply moved him.

Diary 1: Husband, do you have no money on hand? Otherwise, the phone is always down. I know it's not easy for you to make money. In the future, you should come here less often and spend money. And the fact that I was caught, don't spend any more money. It's been three months, and it's out in three months, soon. As long as you think about me every day. Husband, it's not that our fate is bad. We are lucky and happy. Because you found the one you loved, I found the one I loved. Isn't there just no money? It doesn't matter, we are still young, and there will be more opportunities to earn money in the future, isn't it just that we haven't been together for six months? We have a lifetime to live. When I get out, we'll make a good living.

Diary 2: Husband, I really know a little bit about it! I thought you'd come to see me today, but I didn't expect to come. It's nice to see you, but when I see that you're thin and emaciated, I feel so uncomfortable that I want to cry. But I still didn't cry. But when I went back to my cell and read your letter, I wept into tears. When they asked me, I couldn't say a word. I'm so sad, how can this be? God, how can this be done to us? What exactly are we doing wrong? Husband, if you are worried, I am also worried. Husband, tomorrow will be fine, let's deal with it together. Since I am married to you, I will follow you for the rest of my life. It doesn't matter if you are rich or poor, I want you as a person, not money. As long as you are sincere to me, I am willing to suffer with you for the rest of my life. Since choosing you, my person, my heart has been given to you .......

Feng Xuemei lost her father when she was a child, and after graduating from secondary school, she worked for a living. Later, he married a farmer in a neighboring township, and his family borrowed more than 50,000 yuan. My father-in-law was forced to go to the stone field to carry stones in his old age, and he slept under the eaves of other people's houses in order to save two or three yuan. Feng Xuemei took pity on her father-in-law, and had to repay her debts, so she and her husband went to the provincial capital to work, in order to make money to pay off their debts, and soon went to the beauty salon to be a **** girl. But within a few days of Feng Xuemei's work, she was caught by the police and sent to a local detention and education center for a six-month "custody and education". As a result, Feng Xuemei's husband sold the three-wheeled motorcycle that ran the transportation, and borrowed more than 1,000 yuan to "fish" Feng Xuemei. Feng Xuemei lived behind bars for more than four months, spending a total of more than 10,000 yuan. After Feng Xuemei came out, in order to repay her debts, she and her husband traveled thousands of miles to seek refuge in Qingchuan's second aunt and came to Qingchuan to work. They work in an electronics factory in the Qingchuan Industrial Development Zone, which does not provide dormitories, so they rent a dilapidated bungalow nearby. Because they were too far away from their hometown, they did not return home for the Chinese New Year, and spent the Spring Festival in this windy bungalow on all sides. On the day of the accident, because of the snow, the factory ended early, and they went home and went to bed early. Unexpectedly, Feng Xuemei never got up again. The most extravagant thing in her short life is PHS of more than 100 yuan, and she has never worn clothes of more than 50 yuan since she was a child.

Yuan Jinpeng read these reports several times, and felt that the reporter's focus was on the difficulties of Feng Xuemei's "life", and he did not write much about the situation of "death". Readers are generally outraged by Feng Xuemei's "custody and education" experience, and the diary published online is all written by Feng Xuemei during her time in the detention center. What's more, Feng Xuemei's death once again attracted attention because a reporter got these diaries from Feng Xuemei's husband. Yu Sihai doesn't see it this way, he thinks that although the public's attention is now focused on Feng Xuemei's identity as a prostitute and these diaries, Feng Xuemei was stoned to death in a dangerous house in Qingchuan on a snowy night, and the housing management bureau, safety supervision bureau, and street office are to blame. Shenzhou 6 makes people feel the strength of the motherland, the super girl voice makes people appreciate the charm of music, and the collapsed old house in Qingchuan and the cold corpse of Feng Xuemei make people wake up from the song and dance of the warbler and the swallow dance, and look at the corners that the sun can't shine behind the prosperity of this prosperous world.

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