When he took it out and saw that it was his father's, Feng Zhengcheng's face couldn't help but flash a look of surprise. His father rarely called him, but his mother, although he became the secretary of the municipal party committee, still called every once in a while to ask for warmth, as if he was still a child who had not grown up.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Putting away the troubles in his heart, Feng Zhengcheng asked.

"Huang Lao and your uncle are both at our house, you can arrange a quieter place to eat in the evening." Feng Wenbo's slightly excited voice came from the phone.

The uncle in Feng Wenbo's mouth, of course Feng Zhengcheng knew that he was pointing to Xia Yunjie. Although Xia Yunjie repeatedly insisted that Feng Zhengcheng call him Teacher Xia, Feng Wenbo still used to use his uncle instead of Xia Yunjie when he spoke to Feng Zhengcheng in private.

"Huang Lao? Which Huang Lao? A trace of doubt appeared on Feng Zhengcheng's face.

His father is past his prime, and at his age, few people can afford to use the title "Huang Lao".

"Who else do you think deserves to be called your dad? The old chief of the capital. Feng Wenbo said.

"What? Yellow...... Huang Lao, he is in our house! ...... at night Want to eat with me? Rao is Feng Zhengcheng, as the secretary of the municipal party committee of a city, heard that Huang Lao actually came to his house, and he was also shocked to speak a little unfavorably. Of course, it's more excitement and excitement.

Huang Lao, that is the only remaining towering tree of the Republic, if he climbs him, then he Feng Zhengcheng will really have a great career.

"Don't put gold on your face, if your uncle hadn't helped Huang Lao treat his illness, do you think you are qualified to eat with Huang Lao?" Feng Wenbo said angrily when he heard this.

"That's, that's. Okay, I'll arrange it right away. However, Huang Lao came to Jiangzhou City, it was a big deal, since I knew the Tao, it stands to reason that I would report to the provincial leaders, otherwise it would be ...... in case of incident" Feng Wenbo is worthy of being a person who has been in the officialdom for a long time, and he immediately thought of the province as he spoke.

"Huang Lao said, let you call Secretary Zhao too, and invite him to have a light meal together. Forget about the others, Huang Lao doesn't want to stir up the people, and your uncle definitely doesn't want to. Feng Wenbo said.

Feng Wenbo's words made Feng Zhengcheng's heart flutter, and if he really wanted to sleep, someone would send a pillow over.

Huang Lao came down, which official didn't want to meet with him and talk a few words, Huang Lao left the opportunity to call Feng Zhengcheng, so he naturally gave him a favor.

"I know the way, I know the way. I'll call Secretary Zhao to see what instructions he has. Feng Zhengcheng hurriedly said.

"Look at your little bit of interest!" Feng Wenbo was the most unaccustomed to listening to his son's words in the officialdom, so he said something angrily when he heard it, and hung up the phone.

……

Although Huang Lao's request is silent and low-key, once he knows that Huang Lao is coming to Jiangzhou City, who dares to take it lightly? Who would dare to treat it with a normal heart?

How can this news be wrapped?

So after talking to his father, Feng Zhengcheng's nerves became highly tense, and after Secretary Zhao Xingjun, who was far away in Haizhou City, the provincial capital, received Feng Zhengcheng's call, his brain nerves were also highly tense, and he strictly explained that Feng Zhengcheng must entertain Huang Lao, especially in terms of security, and at the same time, he himself immediately set off to Jiangzhou City.

Feng Zhengcheng met Huang Lao at his own home, and when he saw his uncle and Huang Lao calling each other brothers, talking and laughing, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

What kind of person is Huang Lao? The entire republic can call him a brother and brother, and his own uncle, this young man who is only twenty years old, can talk and laugh freely and call Huang Lao a brother and brother, if he doesn't see it with his own eyes, who would dare to believe it?

However, when Feng Zhengcheng calmed down and thought about his uncle's magical ability, he felt that all this did not seem to be surprising.

Although Huang Lao is the founding father of the country and a general of a hundred battles, he is a mortal after all, and his uncle is already a half-immortal figure!

As Feng Wenbo said, if it weren't for Xia Yunjie, Feng Zhengcheng would not be qualified to eat with Huang Lao at all. Therefore, although Feng Zhengcheng is the secretary of the municipal party committee of Jiangzhou City, the number one leader, when he arrived at home, he only met Huang Lao in a proper manner, and asked him for instructions on the arrangements for the evening, and Secretary Zhao was on the way to arrive, so he did not have the right to interject.

Feng Zhengcheng stepped aside with interest, not daring to disturb the conversation between Huang Lao and Xia Yunjie.

"Secretary Feng, he began to govern Jiangzhou City at the age of thirty-eight, he is really young and promising, I have heard of it for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be the grandson of Uncle Feng." When Feng Zhengcheng stepped aside, Qu Weiguo took the initiative to shake his hand and said in a low voice.

"I'm clumsy, who are you?" Since Qu Weiguo could follow Huang Lao's side, Feng Zhengcheng dared to underestimate it, shook Qu Weiguo's hand warmly, and then said politely in a low voice.

"Hehe, my name is Qu Weiguo, I am from the same door as your father, and he is my uncle." Qu Weiguo explained to Feng Zhengcheng with a smile, and then lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.

Feng Zhengcheng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and then grabbed Qu Weiguo's hand tightly and said, "Director Qu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you ...... in advance."

"Hehe, they're all their own people, so you don't have to see the outside like this." Qu Weiguo grabbed Feng Zhengcheng's hand in turn, patted the back of his hand lightly, and smiled.

"Yes, yes, it's all my own people!" Feng Zhengcheng's body shook slightly again when he heard this, and then suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, nodded and agreed.

Qu Weiguo smiled when he heard this, and then looked at his uncle and ancestor who was talking and laughing with Huang Lao with admiration.

Although Qu Weiguo is also secretly a government official, he is a government official who is different from an official like Feng Zhengcheng. Because he is not an ordinary person, he is a wizard. In his bones, what he really pursues is not a career but immortality, of course, since he has entered the career, it shows that Qu Weiguo is still more enthusiastic about his career, but in any case, the pursuit of immortality is his ultimate goal.

To put it mildly, the official career is only his interest, and cultivation is Qu Weiguo's real life. Therefore, since seeing Uncle Shizu's hand, Xia Yunjie's tall image in his mind was immediately established, even if he was still very young, but it did not prevent Qu Weiguo's admiration for the elders and powerhouses in the door at all.

Xia Yunjie met Zhao Xingjun, secretary of the provincial party committee of Jiangnan Province, in the banquet hall.

Secretary Zhao is a man who seems to be very energetic, which can be seen from the light bursting out of his eyes. However, Secretary Zhao's left foot seems to be a little inconvenient, and he seems to lack the firmness and momentum of a soldier when he walks.

"Hello Chief!" However, when Zhao Xingjun walked up to Huang Lao and suddenly stood up straight and saluted, the momentum of a soldier suddenly came out.

Huang Lao reflexively raised his hand, his eyes showed a look of nostalgia for the past, and then he smiled and put it down and took Zhao Xingjun's hand kindly and said: "Come, come, Xiao Zhao, let me introduce to you, this is Xia Yunjie, my savior, and my brother, you can call him Teacher Xia." ”

When Zhao Xingjun entered the banquet hall just now, he saw Xia Yunjie sitting next to Huang Lao, and he thought it was very strange at that time. He basically knows Huang Lao's children and grandchildren, and he doesn't seem to have the young man in front of him in his impression. Now listening to Huang Lao's introduction, I can't help but be taken aback, it turns out that the young man sitting next to Huang Lao is not a grandson of Huang Lao, but his brother!

"Hello Mr. Xia!" Since he was Huang Lao's life-saving benefactor and brother, Secretary Zhao dared to slack off, and hurriedly stretched out his hands.

"Hello Secretary Zhao." Xia Yunjie smiled and shook Secretary Zhao's hand.

"Let's all sit down, hey, Xiao Zhao, have you committed the old problem with your left leg again?" After Huang Lao and Xia Yunjie shook hands with Secretary Zhao, he waved his big hand, but when he saw Secretary Zhao walking to the seat, his left leg seemed to be a little unfavorable, and he couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Chief Xie Lu Xie is concerned, the weather has been a little cooler these days, so it is a little uncomfortable, and it will be fine in a few days when the weather stabilizes." Secretary Zhao said gratefully when he heard this.

It's just that when he said this, Secretary Zhao knew that the truth was far more serious than what he said. The bone hyperplasia caused by the old injury has become more and more serious, and it has become so severe that the joints are stiff and inflexible in the morning, and repeated massage exercises are required before they can stand and walk. Now he needs plasters and acupuncture almost every day, but they can only have some palliative effect.

The doctor has recommended that he have surgery, but this kind of surgery is not only very painful, but also slow recovery after surgery, and the most important thing is that he needs to rely on a wheelchair for a period of time after the operation, which is the most unacceptable for Zhao Xingjun, the secretary of the provincial party committee.

"What's going on with Secretary Zhao's leg?" Just now, Xia Yunjie had already discovered the problem of Secretary Zhao's feet, and now when he saw Huang Lao talking about it, he asked casually.

"Caused by the old wounds left during the self-defense and counterattack war against Vietnam, it has been with me for many years. There is nothing to do, nothing is wrong, it is rare for the old chief to come to Jiangnan today, we will not talk about this. Secretary Zhao said.

"Xiao Zhao, you're wrong, my brother is a miracle doctor. Do you have the opportunity to meet him today, and why don't you ask him to help you take a look? Huang Lao waved his hand and said, after speaking, Huang Lao turned to Xia Yunjie and said, "Brother, why don't you please show this old subordinate to me?" ”

Secretary Zhao has already seen famous doctors for this leg, and Feng Wenbo has also helped him see it, but he just prescribes some plasters to promote blood circulation and dissolve stasis, reduce swelling and relieve pain, and relieve it, but it can't be cured, so he didn't have much hope when he heard the words, and Xia Yunjie was still so young. It's just that since Huang Lao spoke, he had to say a few words: "I don't know when Teacher Xia will be free?" Please also ......"

"There's nothing empty or empty, since I've met it, I'll help you take a look at it now." Xia Yunjie said.

The injury suffered in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam is also a national hero, not to mention the face of Huang Lao.

"This is not good, my disease has been with me for many years, and it is not something that can be cured in a moment, so I still have to wait for ......" Secretary Zhao couldn't help crying and laughing when he heard that Xia Yunjie was going to treat him with a leg disease now.

He has bone hyperplasia in his knee, and it's not a sprained leg, you can help straighten the bone and you can see immediate results. Hyperostosis is a stubborn chronic disease, and there is basically no cure except for alleviation, so what's the use of looking at it now?