Li Jingluo raised his head and waved his hand, "Changqing, come and help me lay down the rice paper." ”

Lu Yu nodded, picked up the paper case, helped lay out a piece of rice paper, and wondered: "Father-in-law, how can there be Yaxing who practices calligraphy today?" ”

"There's a charity auction party tomorrow, and someone asks me to come here, so I have to get an axe and write a few words."

Li Jingluo smiled, "By the way, I heard that you want to open a bar recently." Did you get into any trouble? ”

Li Jingluo's meaning is probably that if someone is stuck with him in policy, he can say something.

Lu Yu hurriedly shook his head, "Father-in-law, where is the need for you to bother with such a trivial matter." ”

"You're a sensible kid. But you and I, father and son, there is nothing to bother about in the future. ”

Li Jingluo lifted the brush and dipped it in the pen and ink, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake.

"When you are old, you should be strong, and you would rather move the heart of the white head. Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. ”

It was the words in Wang Bo's "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion", Lu Yu looked at it and couldn't help but praise, "Father-in-law, you have learned this line of books, but Wang Xizhi has learned?" ”

Li Jingluo nodded, "It seems that you are also quite knowledgeable about calligraphy, a man, if he doesn't know calligraphy, there is always a pity." As soon as his voice changed, he suddenly asked, "By the way, what do you think of the current political situation in Jianghai?" ”

Lu Yu thought about it, didn't hide it, and said: "Father-in-law, I don't know about the game above, there are still two years to change, and my father-in-law can go further." ”

"When you are old, you should be strong, and you would rather move the heart of the white head. Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds. ”

Li Jingluo wrote this sentence to Lu Yu, and the meaning was self-evident.

Lu Yu was not stupid, so he naturally took over the conversation.

"Go further." Li Jingluo repeated these four words, "Changqing, in the officialdom, there is a saying, from the department level to the ministerial level, it is the largest dragon gate, I, Li Jingluo, am 48 years old today, and when I was forty-one years old, I crossed this dragon gate." And then in this seat, one sitting is seven years. There is a huge Jianghai Discipline Inspection Commission system, and I had no opponent three years ago. I have 17 years of political life remaining. It stands to reason that it can go further, but if it goes further, it will be the vice-national level, which is not a dragon gate, but a heavenly guide. ”

This Tianjian, stepping over is a step to the sky, and it is possible to enter the cabinet and become the minister of state in the future.

If you can't cross it, everything will naturally be out of the question.

Lu Yu narrowed his eyes.

At this level, Jiang Hai has two, the first and the second-in-command.

After the change, they will definitely enter the cabinet, and the position will be vacant, the first leader doesn't need to think about it, it must be appointed by the Central Committee, only the second-in-command can compete for it, Li Jing has a slight qualification to make up for it, but he is not the most qualified word.

"Zhao Daizong." Li Jingluo spit out three words, "Changqing, have you heard of this name?" ”

Lu Yu nodded, "The leader of the Jianghai Development and Reform Commission, Zhao Changsheng's father." ”

The Zhao family is a big family in Jianghai and a family of Zhong Ming Dingshi.

In addition to a vice-national-level old man who has retired, the most important person is Zhao Daizong.

is about the same age as Li Jingluo, and the level is about the same as Li Jingluo.

The two are naturally rivals, and a fight is thirty years.

The only difference is that Li Jingluo is a grassroots counterattack, and Zhao Daizong is a son of a family with a golden key.

In this country, the National Development and Reform Commission is called a small ******, and the authority and resources in Zhao Daizong's hands can basically stabilize Li Jingluo, and considering his family background, he is the one who is more qualified than Li Jingluo.

"Walking on thin ice, step by step."

Li Jingluoyou wrote down the eight characters, this time not in cursive, but in block letters, one stroke at a time, meticulous.

Lu Yu could feel the delicacy and rigor inside, as well as the majestic atmosphere behind it that seemed to be about to erupt.

"The official road is as small as the bird's road. In fact, what is fighting is luck. Changqing, you have a conflict with Zhao Changsheng, and I have a conflict with Zhao Daizong. You will fight for your luck, and I will fight for mine. ”

Li Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, "This time, you have no way out, and neither do I." ”

"Father-in-law, what do I need to do?" Lu Yu said lightly.

"I'm lost, you're finished. If you lose, I have no chance of winning against Zhao Daizong. ”

Li Jingluo's eyes were blazing, and he looked at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu did not hesitate, and said lightly: "I won't lose." ”

Li Jingluo smiled, "Very good, I have always wanted to see this kind of domineering in you, Changqing, you did not disappoint me." ”

Ambition is the best catalyst for a man, and Lu Yu has ambitions that are not inferior to him Li Jingluo in his eyes at the moment.

This is important.

"You do your part well, and I will take care of the rest for you.

Li Jingluo said lightly, "In the near future, you have to win, win cleanly, and win neatly." You don't have to worry about officialdom. Zhao Daizong's mind is not weaker than mine. But his son is a straw bale, and my son is not. Changqing, do you know what I mean? ”

"Understood." Lu Yu nodded.

Continue to help Li Jingluo sharpen his ink.

This most dazzling Qingzhuang official in Jianghai has practiced calligraphy for 30 years and cultivated his heart for 30 years.

Don't be greedy for money, don't be lustful, don't like to slap horses, and never rejoice.

When cautious, he is like a mouse, and when he is ruthless, he is like a wolf, and such characters are not bad.

Lu Yu thought to himself, the only thing that could defeat him was probably the Mandate of Heaven.

There are some things that Li Jingluo didn't make clear to him, but he doesn't need to make them clear.

In fact, Li Jingluo's meaning is very simple.

Defeating Zhao Changsheng is his business.

Defeating Zhao Daizong is Li Jingluo's business.

As for overthrowing the huge Zhao family - that's a matter at the national level.

They only need to pick up a lot of dirt in the Zhao family on the table.

For example, the Zhao family's many sources of funds that cannot be cleaned, such as the ambiguous relationship between the Zhao family and the Japanese hawks, and the mistakes made by the Zhao family over the years-

Put these things on the table, no matter how prominent the Zhao family is, they will only have the life of being blown away by the rain and wind.

This is a great drama of father to father and son to son.

It is not known who killed the deer. But it's going to be exciting.

At this time, what is needed is no longer apprehension and anxiety, but domineering.

The world is big, who else is me.

This kind of domineering, Li Jing has a little, and he wrote it to Lu Yu in two words.

Lu Yu needs to prove to Li Jingluo that he Lu Changqing is not short of this thing.

"Changqing, listen to your godmother say that your handwriting is also a must, or you can also write a painting, and you can sell it tomorrow, anyway, do charity."

Li Jingluo wrote two paintings, so he didn't write them, and instead proposed that Lu Yu write one.

"Father-in-law, I have no name, and I can write so well that someone can buy it." Lu Yu wiped his sweat.

Li Jingluo said lightly: "How can my Li Jingluo's son be an unknown person?" That night, the wind and thunder in the rivers and seas were turbulent, and you Lu Changqing were unknown to everyone in the Jianghai Black Dao. Tomorrow, I will let you make a name for yourself on the Jianghai White Road and ascend to the sky in one step. ”

"Father-in-law, do you mean to let me go with you to that charity gala tomorrow?" Lu Yu wondered.

Many people know that Lu Yu is Li Jingluo's son.

But the two have never appeared together in public after all.

Li Jingluo wants to take Lu Yu to participate in this charity gala, which is equivalent to solidifying this relationship.

I knew with my knees that this would bring great benefits to Lu Yu.

After the party, he will really become famous and rise to the sky.

Li Jingluo nodded.

"Don't underestimate this party, two-thirds of Jianghai's officials at or above the deputy ministerial level will be present. It is not a government organization and is a private placement. It's not arrogant for you to enter the market. ”

Li Jingluo smiled, "Write, in front of me, you don't play polishing and obscure, your godmother rarely praises people, since she said that your calligraphy is good, then you must still take it, but she said that your calligraphy is better than mine, I don't believe it." ”

When he said this, he laughed to himself.

Lu Yu nodded, "Father-in-law, you said so, then Changqing should not let it go." But first, I want to write better than you, don't blow your beard and stare at you. ”

"Just you, kid?" Li Jing glanced at Lu Yu slightly, "Your father-in-law and I have practiced calligraphy for thirty years, but I can't compare to you hairy boy?" ”

"Father-in-law, there are some things, it's really not that whoever is older is powerful, talking about talent." Lu Yu smiled indifferently.

With his current relationship with Li Jingluo, there is no need to play the trick of hiding clumsy.

These routines, those are all against outsiders.

After the heart-to-heart conversation just now, Li Jingluo is no longer an outsider.

Whether emotionally or in terms of interests, this father and son who are not related by blood. are all completely entangled.

"Arrogance." Li Jingluo stared at Lu Yu, "You write, I'll polish the ink for you." I don't believe it anymore. ”

said, really helped Lu Yu sharpen the ink.

Lu Yu opened his mouth slightly.

A ministerial-level official grinds ink for him, and his mother pulls a, this is the treatment that only emperors have, right?

"Write it." △≧△≧

Lu Yu picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and began to write.

"The east is adjacent to the Jieshi to view the sea. The water is surging, and the mountains and islands are ......"

Wei Wu Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea".

It is not a script, it is not a line script, it is not a block script, but a cursive script.

Wild grass.

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