If Wu Xianqi is not serving in Shipan, it is reasonable to say that he is not here, but he is in Shipan, so he can't help but express something.

It doesn't matter if you don't please the old man, don't make the old man unhappy.

Zhang Wending was quite surprised by Zeng Li's arrival, but he was quite moved in his heart.

On the morning of the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Wending and others gathered in Wu Changshun's room, as well as the three senior brothers in the Taoist temple.

Wu Changshun sat with a double plate, looked at the sad expressions on the faces of these disciples, and said calmly: "I'm going to return to nature." I've told you everything that should be said, so I won't be verbose now. I am blessed to be here, and you are also blessed by you. Let's go. ”

Zhang Wending said: "Master......"

Wu Changshun waved his hand: "Life and death are great suffering, but for those who practice for us, we should be sad but not sad when we encounter something." ”

Zhang Wending had a thousand words, and he didn't know how to say it.

Wu Changshun stood up, did not bring a bag, did not bring a mobile phone, walked out of the room, did not go down the mountain, but headed towards the back mountain.

Everyone followed, and after arriving at the back mountain, Wu Changshun told everyone to stop, and without any other explanation, his figure flashed a few times, and disappeared into the dense woods.

Zhang Wending didn't chase it, he knew that it was useless to chase.

Wu Yun and Zhang Wending stood together, their expressions depressed.

Wu Ling squatted down directly, buried her head in the crook of her arm, and cried suppressedly. Huang Xindai was also crying, also suppressing and not making a loud sound.

The state of these two people made others very uncomfortable, the three Taoist priests were a little better, but their eyes were moist and did not let the tears fall, Zhang Wending and Wu Yun were still able to control it at first, but their eyes were open and closed for a while, and they wiped them from time to time, and the tears finally fell.

Zeng Li's eyes swept over Wu Yun and Huang Xindai, and she sighed secretly, but she couldn't think of any good way. Zhang Wending's parents wanted to persuade everyone, but they didn't know how to persuade them, so they could only shake their heads on the side.

The more tears fell, Zhang Wending still couldn't help crying bitterly, bent his knees, fell to the ground, knocked his head down, and didn't want to raise his forehead when he touched the ground.

Zhang's father and mother saw this scene, but they didn't feel sorry for their son at all, they only felt that their son was still very good, although he was an official, he was quite conscientious, and he could remember the kindness of the old Taoist priest, and he was not in vain.

……

Zhang Wending walked out of the gate of Zixia Temple on the morning of the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, listened to the chanting sound from inside, looked at the gloomy clouds in the sky and the Suijiang City under the mountain, and felt a strong sense of reluctance in his heart.

With this walk, there will be less time in Suijiang in the future, and even less time to come to Zixiaguan.

Perhaps, there will be a chance to return to Suijiang in the future, but the opportunity is too slim, and it would be good to be able to take some time to come back to see his parents a year.

He really didn't want to go, but he had to.

The car went down the mountain, it was the car driven by the driver of the Zixia Club, not his special car in the Anqing Municipal Government, Wu Ling accompanied him to the provincial capital. Instead of going directly to the highway from the development zone, Zhang Wending asked the driver to drive around Suijiang City a few times.

Seeing this, Wu Ling asked him if he wanted to go to An Qing, and he shook his head and said no.

Wu Ling knew that Zhang Wending felt uncomfortable, his master died, and he was forced to leave his hometown, and at this time, he was attached to his hometown, which was also human nature.

She thought for a while, grabbed his hand and said, "Where else are you going, or buy something to take to Baizhang?" Or, let's go ahead and take a walk? ”

Although Wu Ling is also sad, after all, she is a little better than Zhang Wending, her feelings for Wu Changshun are very deep, but they are not as deep as the master-apprentice friendship between Zhang Wending and Wu Changshun for so many years.

She didn't worry about Zhang Wending, so she accompanied him to Baizhang, and after Zhang Wending lived in the Provincial Party School, she would go back to live on Jiang Zixia Mountain for a few days.

Zhang Wending hesitated, shook his head and said, "No, let's go directly to Baizhang." There's nothing to see about it, and it's not like I won't come back in the future. ”

Wu Ling followed his words and said, "Well, too, then go directly to Baizhang." ”

After getting off the highway toll station in Baizhang, Zhang Wending sighed: "Before others go to the party school to study, they know where they are going to go after studying, and I am confused alone." Every time I went to the party school, I didn't expect it, and I didn't know if I would go back to my original unit or where I would go after studying. ”

Wu Ling said: "This is what makes you different." You see, in the entire Shipan Province, there are very few deputy departments as young as you. ”

Zhang Wending looked at her and said listlessly: "In Anqing, I really have too many regrets." Alas......"

"Who can have no regrets?" Wu Ling said, "If there are no regrets, then how can there be all kinds of wonderful?" ”

Zhang Wending sighed: "Yes, there will always be some regrets in life. If you have regrets in the past, just put them in your heart and keep a thought. An Qing's matter, it has nothing to do with me, to put it literally, my life is about to turn a new page, I should use the fullest enthusiasm and the most positive attitude to meet new challenges, seize new opportunities, and not let the future life leave regrets. ”

Wu Ling said: "You're right to think so. Actually, I'm sorry too. ”

Zhang Wending asked: "What regrets?" ”

Wu Ling said: "I regret it, I regret not giving birth to a child to give my godfather a hug." ”

Zhang Wending was stunned when he heard this, and then felt a pain in his heart, hugged Wu Ling into his arms, and said softly: "Let's have a child this year." ”

"Hmm." Wu Ling nodded lightly and snuggled in Zhang Wending's arms, feeling that at this moment, his arms were extremely warm.

Zhang Wending just hugged Wu Ling and stopped talking.

He was suddenly full of a different kind of love and yearning for his future life, no matter where he was going after studying at the Provincial Party School, it didn't matter.

In this life, no matter what, everything is lived, as long as you look down, there is no fundamental difference between the power and the power, the money is more and the money is less.

He rubbed his face against his wife's hair, thinking about the happiness of having children, the light of hope shining through every corner of his heart, and the future that he had thought bleak seemed to become brighter.

He looked out the car window, the sun breaking through the clouds and spilling over everything he could reach.

……

Standing in front of the office building of the Shipan Provincial Local Taxation Bureau, Zhang Wending was still a little uncomfortable, he had been working here for three days, but he still didn't feel very used to it.

After completing his studies at the Party School of the Provincial Party Committee, Zhang Wending was transferred to work in the Shipan Provincial Local Taxation Bureau.

This job transfer was something Zhang Wending never expected. The national tax is a vertical management unit directly under the central government, and the local tax is a vertical management unit directly under the province.

Supposedly, the provincial local tax is a direct agency of the provincial government, not a constituent department of the provincial government, and it seems to be worse than the provincial departments. But in fact, except for the National Police Agency, the Transportation Department and other halls, the general hall is really not comparable to the provincial land tax.