"Secretary, shall we get in the car?" Zhao Mingshan saw that Li Kaijun had already lit a fire, waited for the car to go ahead, and asked tentatively.

Wu Shan was a little sullen and sat in the co-pilot.

Now that I think about it, whether it is in officialdom or business, there are no real friends, and only interests are the most important.

If it weren't for the benefits they could bring to the Arab world and the Agnelli family, Al and Muhammad would not have been able to make friends with them. Maybe some take it for granted, only family is the most important, and the rest of the people, depending on the situation.

The wind outside the car window was whistling, and there was a yellow expanse everywhere, and Zhao Mingshan couldn't stop honking and drove the car very slowly.

"Later, when you send me back, drive home." Wu Shan's voice was tired.

"What a shame, secretary!" In this kind of weather, it is inconvenient to walk and drive. At least in the car, it will not be attacked by wind and sand.

In the loudspeaker, the sweet voice was still playing over and over again: "Comrades, in the sandstorm weather, when you go out, you must be careful." The weather is getting colder, so wear more clothes. Let's work together to get through this. ”

"Huh?" Meng He screamed in surprise in the back row.

"What's wrong, Brother Meng?" Ge Songrui estimated that he was learning from Meng He today, paying attention to his words and deeds.

Today, Meng He in front of him is already the commune secretary of Xia Zigai and a national cadre at the department level.

But it doesn't prevent him from making friends with Ge Songrui, after all, people go to tea and cool, and a good relationship with the secretary and secretary is only good for himself.

"Hehe, I sound like an acquaintance's voice." If there were only the two of them, Meng He might have casually perfunctory.

However, the secretary is in front, if he doesn't tell the truth, he is afraid of causing Ge Songrui's displeasure, and even more afraid of arousing Wushan's suspicion.

"Secretary. Speaking of which, you've probably seen that person. Meng He also took into account the emotions of the number one in the wind: "It's Ze Zhen Gaowa of the Propaganda Department, and her voice is very similar." ”

"Oh?" Wu Shan was closing his eyes and recuperating, and couldn't help but joke: "You object? She's a flower in the wind. ”

"Huh?" Ge Songrui quipped in the back: "Brother Meng, you have to have a treat, when are you looking for a partner?" ”

"Eh, I didn't have a word!" Meng He smiled awkwardly in the back: "I don't know if others can take a fancy to me." ”

Only then did Wushan realize that before he knew it, Meng He had become the fifth diamond king of Zephyr. The youngest cadre at the department level in Hefeng County, the secretary of the commune with real power, and the young man himself is also a talent.

"Come on. Xiao Meng. Wu Shan cheered in front: "When the time comes, I will ask for marriage for you." ”

The latter words were drowned out by the sound of the horn, Zhao Mingshan pressed it, and then pressed it continuously.

Wu Shan opened his eyes, and there was a car parked in front of him, not moving in the middle of the road.

"There won't be any danger in the car ahead, right?" Wu Shan commanded: "Xiao Zhao." Go down and take a look. ”

Zhao Mingshan got out of the car as he said and quickly closed the door. Walk to the front of the driving position and keep banging on the window.

"Who are you?" The front driver's door opens. Jumping off a man roared.

"You parked your car in the middle of the road?" Zhao Mingshan showed no weakness.

Li Kaijun also found out that something was wrong in the back, and also opened the car door and ran forward: "Why are you driving?" Don't you know that the roads in the city are narrow? He was a little surprised and pointed to the driver: "You are Deputy Secretary Zeng?" Why are you still wearing makeup? Please move the car to a wider area in front of you. His hand pointed behind him: "Secretary Wu is in the car." ”

Zeng Yingkai only glanced at it, hurriedly opened the car door, and started the car to leave.

The wind was whistling, and if it weren't for the sound of the conversation outside, it would almost be roaring. I really can't hear it in the car.

The old place, I don't know who opened the road, refers to the hotel in Batu.

Screaming and shouting, the people of the entire county party committee compound. I know.

Chaolu really has a way of doing business, I don't know where to know the news of Lu Dao, and a signboard with a Han name is added below the signboard, which is called the old place.

Wu Shan also had some difficulties in his heart, if he really let civil servants and their families stop doing business, such as Daddy Batu, what could he do? According to one of his chatters, before the special period, and even before liberation, Batu's father ran a restaurant.

Mao Deshun's work is on the right track, and both the Commerce Bureau and the China Merchants Bureau are operating well. Hefeng's advertisement, not only in the capital is constantly called, but also has become a hotline here, so that Wushan wants to shorten the advertising date.

After thinking about it, it was still not necessary. In any case, he has already got in touch with the people in the Central Propaganda Department, albeit through Wang Yilan. If this big order is withdrawn, she will not look good, and it is estimated that the Central People's Radio Station will also have opinions.

What's more, he is already thinking about it, and after the change, he is ready to complete the integration of Ouluotai, and advertise it on the Central People's Radio and CCTV in the capital, vigorously publicize it, and attract more idle funds to come in.

Mao Deshun's terms of reference have been added to the tourism bureau.

China Merchants is currently in charge of Chaolu. Don't let his father open a restaurant? Or won't you let him do it? It doesn't seem to be good.

Thinking like this, the person has already walked into the hotel.

"Hello, Secretary Wu!" Chao Lu was waiting behind the curtain: "Secretary Deng and Political Commissar Jia are already waiting for you in the private room." ”

"Comrade Chaolu is good!" Thinking that he had been thinking about him just now, Wu Shan gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Secretary Xie Lu, Secretary Xie, here!" As he spoke, his right hand was weak, and he hurriedly greeted: "Secretary Li, rare guest." When did Secretary Meng return to the county? Don't say a word to me. Mingshan and Songrui, you two haven't been here for a while. ”

"Comrade Chaolu should come in too." Wushan's voice is unmistakable.

The two black-faced gods in it are not people who like to talk.

When he saw the secretary go in, he immediately stood up.

Wu Shan pressed his hands and motioned for them to sit down.

"Chaolu, I may have to trouble you." Wu Shan looked at him with a smile: "Your father knows our habits. But these three don't come to the restaurant very often, they are good family men, you give them some food. ”

"Hehe, it's my honor to serve the three leaders." The director of the investment promotion bureau stood up with a smile and introduced it softly to the three members of the Standing Committee of the county party committee.

Because Secretary Wu will come over for dinner, a small private room is specially packed here.

"Secretary. How many leaders, what kind of wine do you drink? Chaolu prepared to go to the kitchen: "I'll ask Abu to prepare it for everyone." ”

The people at the table all looked at Wushan, and he waved his hand: "Come on beer, Xiao Zhao will drink less today." ”

Waiting for Lu to go out, Li Kaijun said in a low voice: "Secretary, why did I see Minister Qiqige in the car that Zeng Ying drove?" ”

"Hasquichige?" Wu Shan's ears buzzed, and he forced a smile on his mouth: "Maybe you are wrong, sandstorm." ”

This sentence, even he himself did not believe. Li Kaijun was a clerk in the army back then, not because he was not good at it. On the contrary, his abilities in all aspects are quite outstanding and his learning ability is strong, so he will become a clerk.

His eyesight is estimated to be incomparable to Wushan himself.

Li Kaijun had no choice but to say, "En." It's also possible. ”

There was still a lingering doubt in his eyes.

"Isn't it normal for two Standing Committee members to discuss things together?" Wu Shan said casually: "Just like us here." Four members of the Standing Committee gathered at once. ”

This matter was not mentioned again.

Chaolu came in with two cases of beer. Zhao Mingshan and Ge Songrui hurriedly and consciously went to get the wine.

Because we have to go to work tomorrow, we didn't drink much, but talked about work.

"Secretary, in fact, our county's tourism has great potential to be tapped." Chaolu said something inadvertently.

"Oh?" Wu Shan was interested: "Tell me!" ”

"We are here, it is the hometown of Jangar!" Chaolu's tone was firm.

After the end of the Yuan Dynasty in the 15th century and the first half of the 17th century, the story of Jangar began to circulate among the Mongols of the Eight River valleys along the Angara River north of Lake Belga. With the return of the Turghut Ministry. Jangar began to spread widely among the Mongols in the Xinjiang region in the form of oral and manuscript texts.

Jangar is the protagonist of the epic Jangar, and legend has it that his parents were originally the Khan King of Baomuba, when Jangar was born. Heaven was invaded by demons, and Jangar survived in the cave.

In such an environment, Jiang Geer has developed a skill. The poem describes Jangar as follows: 75 feet wide between the shoulders and back, 85 feet wide under the abdomen, his head as large as the top ring of a yurt, and his eyes as large as a bowl. With a roar, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

At the age of seven, with his wisdom and bravery, Jangar recaptured the heavenly Baomba. From then on, in order to create the paradise of Baomuba, he recruited talents and warriors to annex forty-two tribes, leading 8,000 warriors, twelve heroes and 5 million subjects to defend his hometown and destroy the invading enemy.

With its fictional world of perfection, fictional heroes, and fictional demons, this Jangar sounds more like a fantasy novel than an epic.

Hearing Wushan's doubts, Chaolu smiled and said: "In Jiangerli, there are many historical customs of the Mongols. For example, the story of Hongir going to the distant khanate to rob relatives is actually a record of the former Mongolian marriage customs. Moreover, in the long process of circulation, many Mongolian histories have been integrated into Jangar, so it is not wrong to say that Jangar is an epic. ”

"Jangar is now a word that has been given a specific meaning." Chaolu recounted the Jangar in his mind: Generally speaking, Jangar means the capable, in addition to the meaning of conqueror, warrior, and hero, and it can be said that Jangar is a mixture of these four, symbolizing the most perfect character of Mongolian manhood.

Qianlong officially bestowed the title of "Seventy Chapters of Epic Bag" on the sixth grandson of Gyalqi Turbayar, stamped it with a jade seal, and informed the seventy Mongolian tribes.

Now in the lower reaches of the Volga, there is still a small number of Mongols from the Turghut tribe who have not returned, and the story of Jangar is also passed down from them.

There is a legend in the Turkut tribe that before the Turkut moved to the Volga area, in the earliest grazing land of the Turkhut (which is also the generation of today's Chengta area), there was an old shepherd named Turbayar, who collected and recited the local spread of the Jianger, and put a stone in his bosom for each chapter he memorized, and finally carried a total of 70 stones of different colors in his arms.

After listening to what he said about Jianger, the prince at that time awarded him seven large pieces of gold and gave him the title of "Seventy Chapters of Epic Bag".

After the return of Turgot, he and the prince of Buxel, Tseberger Dorjee, personally went to Beijing to report to Qianlong the biography of the famous Turgot Urger and Turbayar, and he obtained the "Seventy Chapters Epic Bag", Qianlong officially bestowed the title of "Seventy Chapters Epic Bag" on the sixth grandson of Gingerqi, covered it with a jade seal, and made a report to the seventy Mongolian tribes.

There are seventy-two chapters of Jangar, which are now collated and published, and there is a ridge called Jangarbay near the summit of the North Ser hill, northwest of Buxel.

Some old people say that legend has it that this is the place where the "Seventy Chapters of Epic Bag" was grazed earlier, and people gave it the name Jangarbai in honor of him, and it is also the place where the largest number of Jangar chapters are compiled and published.

Wushan listened to Chaolu's description, and during this time, Meng He, Ge Songrui and Zhao Mingshan also added to him.

"Director Chaolu, take a break for the time being." Wu Shan tilted his neck and drank a glass of wine: "Jianger, after all, it is just a story among the Mongolian people. But first, you have to get the story done! We attract tourists first, and if we don't get it in order, we are not responsible for the people who come to watch. ”

"Come on! Drink! Jia Guoqing touched the quilt.

Originally, I didn't want to drink much.

This became the fuse.

After arriving at the end, Wushan didn't know how much he drank, and he could vaguely remember that he opened the door and entered the house.

There was a woman on the bed, who seemed to be Hasquichige.

Wushan, who was furious, vented on her again and again.

When I woke up, it was still yellow outside the window.

He turned on the light and saw that there was an extra key to his door on the bedside table. (To be continued......)