Zhu Changshan of the Shanxi Political and Legal Committee and Sun Mingli of the Land Bureau originally belonged to two different camps, Zhu Changshan had always been closer to Sima Ping, the secretary of the provincial party committee, and Sun Mingli was considered to be the person of the provincial governor Wei Xiushan. But the relationship between the two is a lot closer, first the removal of the public procuratorate compound in Taiyuan City, and then the removal of the entire Shanxi public procuratorate and law unit compound. The two heads of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission and the Land Bureau have recently had to cooperate fully. But as soon as they really cooperated, everyone found that the other party was far from being as bad as they thought.

After getting off work, Sun Mingli, who came out of the conference room, saw that there was no one next to him, and said to Zhu Changshan: "Old Zhu, will you go out to eat at night?" ”

Sun Ming thought about it, he sighed, "When you go out to eat, you have to find a place." My house is close, go to my house to eat. ”

This is really a great manifestation of goodwill, and the economic development for more than 20 years has been good. The rapid growth of the city has given rise to a large number of restaurants, and those who are not short of money in their pockets have rarely invited people to their homes. If you don't face the kind of people who really feel close, you basically won't invite others to your home for dinner.

Of course, Sun Mingli did not refuse Zhu Changshan's statement, he replied: "Okay, you go first, I'll be a little late." ”

When Zhu Changshan welcomed Sun Mingli into his door, he found that Sun Mingli was carrying a few catties of braised beef. Handing the beef to Mrs. Zhu, who was beside Zhu Changshan, Sun Mingli smiled and said, "I think the Chen Ji beef at the corner of the street is good, I don't know if you like it." ”

"It's the one next to Liu Ji, right?" Mrs. Zhu asked familiarly.

"That's it, there are so many people, I almost didn't get in line." Sun Mingli said with a smile.

Mrs. Zhu went to cook, and the two gentlemen sat down in the study, the door closed, the window opened, and they sat by the window and began to smoke and chat. Sun Mingli sighed: "I really didn't know how powerful the governor was before, but I just knew that the governor was amazing. This time, I listened to the Governor discuss the work, and I understood why the Governor always made seemingly contradictory demands. ”

Although this is a general statement, Zhu Changshan, who attended the meeting together, also understands it. He puffed on his cigarette and nodded repeatedly, "It looks simple, but it's not simple." It doesn't look simple, but it can be clearly responsible, and it's not the kind of practice that drives people to death. ”

The debate over whether to divide the land among agricultural technicians eventually turned into a discussion about whether to establish individual rural leaders, a change that Shanxi has not experienced in recent years. As long as the system is involved, especially the issue of ownership, Shanxi will habitually turn into an internal struggle, and the internal struggle will eventually turn into a fight, and the issue will end in nothing.

This time, the situation was different, and Wei Ze, as the proposer, first raised the various problems that "agricultural leaders" would encounter. For example, taking the lead may not be successful. This is not air-to-air nonsense, after investigating the responsibilities of the agricultural technology department, the governor found that these technicians are only promoters of scientific research institutions, or even just salesmen. There is not enough practice, and there is not enough theory. In the final analysis, it can be expressed in three words: "unprofessional".

The technicians are not professional, and the problem of the farmers is "not understood". If you want farmers to understand that if you want to make technicians professional, you need to combine with each other, learn from each other, and help each other. In this regard, Wei Ze's evaluation is that "there is a lot of investment and effort, but it is difficult to be regarded as a political achievement".

When Wei Ze said "unprofessional" and "didn't understand", these people in the Shanxi Provincial Party Committee just felt that Wei Ze was not confused. By the time Weeser made it clear that "it is difficult to be regarded as a political achievement", all the officials finally understood that the governor knew much more about officialdom and the government than they thought.

As Governor Wei Zedu said in the course of his discussion, no matter how professional and clear he is, he cannot withstand a flood and drought disaster. In a year when the wind and rain are good, it is impossible to increase grain output indefinitely. Shanxi's natural conditions are indeed inferior to those agricultural provinces, the great plains of the northeast, the great plains of Huanghuai, the great plains of North America, and the delta regions in the south can use the best technology and the best machinery, and the production efficiency can really be called madness compared with Shanxi.

Shanxi will face numerous mistakes and inevitable failures when implementing the policy of agricultural leaders, and even if it takes a few years to initially complete this kind of promotion, it is impossible for Shanxi to make a fundamental breakthrough in agriculture. Purely from the perspective of officialdom, this input-output ratio is too low, and it is difficult to regard this as a political achievement as the basis for the next promotion.

The little corner of my heart that couldn't be seen was suddenly pointed out so bluntly, the director of the Department of Agriculture almost had the urge to commit suicide in public, and the emotions of others were also very unstable. The governor did not accuse the Shanxi gang of being bastards because of this, and did not threaten everyone with dismissal. Wei Ze said calmly to the cadres who were very uneasy in their hearts: "It's normal to have such thoughts, what does this mean? I walked around Shanxi and felt that the comrades in Shanxi all hoped that Shanxi would become better. I haven't seen anyone who can do it, but I don't do it, and I just want to make a mess of Shanxi. Now this problem can probably be described as having more than enough heart but not enough power. I haven't done it, I don't know how to do it, and when I see that the investment is so large, and the process in the middle is so tortuous, it's normal to want to retreat. Strength is something that is exercised, and no one is born with it. ”

Sun Mingli was very shocked, and the reason why he asked Zhu Changshan to talk about this was because he seemed to have a fire in his heart, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy. But this kind of question can't be talked about with Wei Xiushan and others, Sun Mingli knows Wei Xiushan's thoughts very well. The great infighting during this period revolved entirely around the struggle for dominance in Shanxi. Talking to Wei Xiushan about this is a bit of a slap in the face.

"The governor is right, and now that I think about it, many times I really didn't want to do it. Since I didn't have much success after doing it, I still have to take so many risks and responsibilities. Only those who are full of food must persevere. Sun Mingli said everything from his heart, he never thought of messing up Shanxi and messing up his work. However, in order not to make mistakes, Sun Mingli could only refuse to participate in those jobs that were prone to mistakes, and Sun Mingli also experienced a transformation from unwilling to at ease in the process.

After all, he is engaged in the work of the Political and Legal Committee, and Zhu Changshan's logical thinking is more meticulous. He didn't agree with Sun Mingli's statement, "What the Governor wants to say now is probably to define the standard of making mistakes. Was it a mistake when trying according to the laws of science, or was there something wrong with my original idea, so I deliberately made a problem on it. That's a standard question. Let me give you an example: intentional homicide and manslaughter when a homicide case is characterized. Manslaughter is generally not punishable by death, but intentional homicide is basically a death penalty unless the party who killed is also seriously responsible. Are we in Shanxi...... Hehe......"

Zhu Changshan himself is a key figure in Sima Ping's line, and in the face of Sun Mingli, the pillar of the other line, this "hehe" can be described as meaningful.

"Can you stop talking nonsense and just do things well?" Sun Mingli asked Zhu Changshan.

Zhu Changshan took two more puffs of cigarette and said with some embarrassment: "What you can do well now is probably only the work we can manage." Just like the task of splitting the public procuratorate and law compound this time, if the two of us brothers cooperate, then there is no problem. It's useless to say things that don't belong to us. ”

Sun Mingli can understand Zhu Changshan's attitude very well, the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and the director of the Land Bureau are not low, and if the two of them do not want to get involved in the factional struggle, they can not get involved in the factional struggle. But other departments do not have such good things, because they are directly under the control of the provincial governor or the secretary of the provincial party committee, and it is extremely difficult for them to stay out of the matter.

It would be troublesome to continue on this issue, and Sun Mingli turned the subject back to the "rural leaders" proposed by Governor Wei Zedu. "Lao Zhu, do you think this matter can be carried out?"

Zhu Changshan stared at Sun Mingli for a moment, he actually had some doubts about whether Sun Mingli also wanted to get any political benefits from this. However, there is nothing to see from the expression, this is not a trial prisoner after all, and many technical means can be used. In the end, Zhu Changshan chose a very conventional answer, "There must be no problem in implementing it, the governor made it clear, whether to do this as a political achievement or as a job, the difference between the two is big." If the purpose of doing it is to seek political achievements, it is strange that the work of five years and ten years must be completed in three years, and nothing will happen. The governor sees the problem so thoroughly, and wants to offer the results like a treasure, I don't think I can fool the governor. ”

"I think so too." Sun Mingli replied with a nod. He did instinctively have the urge to climb the pole, but Wei Zedudu's familiarity with officialdom made him feel afraid. All kinds of ambitions and uneasiness about the future are mixed together, and Sun Mingli feels at a loss.

However, Sun Mingli quickly broke free from this situation of suffering from gains and losses, and he was no longer a young man. Some things are not easy to do well, and it is too easy to do badly. If it weren't for the suggestion of the rural leaders put forward by Governor Wei Zedu, there would be no need to expect Shanxi to come up with such a thing on its own. Even if Governor Wei Zedu made this suggestion, it is also questionable whether Shanxi can continue to implement it. This has nothing to do with good or bad, good or evil, as the governor said, even if it is done well, it cannot become a political achievement. If you want to make achievements, it is the right way for him and Zhu Changshan to cooperate with the compound splitting plan.

At this time, Zhu Changshan's wife cooked a meal and called the two to eat, and Zhu Changshan and Sun Mingli no longer mentioned this trap-ridden matter. They ate and talked and put all their energy into the work of splitting up the compound. It's very refreshing to work with someone who understands, not to mention doing something serious and creating a more comfortable life for many grassroots people.

Wei Xiushan, like the cadres of the Shanxi Provincial Party Committee at this time, was not idle, and the plan proposed by Wei Ze was difficult in the eyes of others, but for Wei Xiushan, it was like a pie falling from the sky. The provincial governor personally grasped this matter, or the plan proposed by the governor, which was enough for Wei Xiushan to deeply sink his power into Shanxi through this project.

Like Wei Xiushan, Sima Ping also came up with a plan for the integration of Shanxi coal mines. This plan almost exhausted Sima Ping's energy, and the huge negative effects of the work made Sima Ping have to scold his son Sima Ji several times a day in order to relieve the mental pressure.

Scolding and scolding, Sima Ping also felt that after such a long time, he could finally prepare to arrange for his suspended son to come out to work. As long as the governor agrees with this plan, or even without the governor agreeing immediately, as long as this plan is passed in Shanxi, Sima Ji can join the new working group and get rid of the status quo of squatting at home.

After Sima Ping went home, he didn't see his son Sima Ji, he was in a good mood at this time, and he didn't ask. At about 10 o'clock in the evening, after reviewing the plan again, Sima Ping was ready to go to bed. However, there was a knock on the door, and Sima Ping didn't know who was looking for him in the middle of the night. Hearing his wife ask to open the door before, Sima Ping didn't want to move.

In less than a minute, the door to the study opened. What appeared at the door was a member of the Central Guard Regiment, led by the deputy head of the accompanying Guard Regiment. The deputy head of the regiment's face was as cold as frost, and without waiting for Sima Ping to speak, he unfolded an official document and said in a stern tone: "Sima Ping, you come with us." ”

There were no titles for secretaries and comrades, and the deputy head of the guard regiment called Sima Ping by his name.