This is the end of the matter, because there is really no way to promote anyone to be the director, so the superiors finally found a good way, they found a candidate from the Academy of Social Sciences, and parachuted in to take over the position of director Xue.

Wen Mushan formed a grudge with the two deputy directors in this way, and he grew his face in front of experts from the Academy of Social Sciences and the Cultural Relics Bureau, which also caused dissatisfaction among his colleagues.

"Let me tell you, at that time, the vote that abstained was voted by Wen Mushan!"

"He just eats inside and out, targeting our own people."

"That's right, Zhuang and Kang, which one is not our old leader, it has made this guy mess up!"

The new director is not familiar with the place, and it is difficult for a strong dragon to suppress the head snake. Seeing the change in the situation, the two deputy directors of Zhuang and Kang formed allies from rivals, and the two began to support each other and set up their strengths, and Wen Mushan, who led to a breakthrough in their promotion path, naturally became a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in the eye of the two.

Wen Mushan began to be excluded everywhere, picking up small shoes every day.

He was first transferred from the originally isolated letter and history research room to the archives as an administrator, and then transferred from the archives to the general office, and changed to logistics management - in charge of the canteen and hygiene.

Not only that, but every year in the internal evaluation, Wen Mushan is the penultimate in thunder.

Others' wages are rising a little bit every year, but Wen Mushan's salary is getting worse every year because of his backward evaluation.

Wen Mushan's wife's name is Shu Yun, who was a teacher at Songshan No. 1 Middle School at the time. Songshan No. 1 Middle School is a key high school in Qiling Province, so the family's usage can also keep up.

Regarding these experiences of his father, Wen Tingxu also slowly learned about them later.

In his shallow impression, his father always looked expressionless, not angry or happy. But every day when he comes home from work, the first thing he does is to say hello to his mother, then pick up his self who is a few years old and kiss him, and then go into the study to read, and he will not come out until he eats.

My father never talked about the unit at home, and my mother would not ask.

Shu Yun seems to be a typical good wife and mother. But Wen Tingxu believes that her mother is not just virtuous, she actually has wisdom.

He had heard his mother talking to her aunt, a colleague at school.

"Teacher Shu, you have to persuade your old family, don't be too nerdy, it's really not good, walk around with the leaders in the institute, bow your head, and admit your mistakes."

"Thank you, Mr. Shang, I'll educate Lao Wen when I go home."

"Alas, that is, these days, who can't get along with money!"

When Shu Yun rode a bicycle and took his son home, Wen Tingxu couldn't help but ask his mother.

"Mom, why did they call Dad to admit their mistakes."

"Because your dad is right, it's just that they can't see far." Shu Yun said with a smile.

"Mom, I don't understand."

Usually in this case, mothers will say, "You'll understand when you grow up." But Shu Yun didn't, she stopped the bicycle and patiently explained to her young son.

"For example, what's your favorite thing to eat?"

"Snowman sorbet."

"Well, if there are two choices, one is that mom will buy you an ice cream to eat right away, and the other is that someone will give you a machine that keeps spitting out ice cream next week, which one do you choose?"

Wen Tingxu hesitated for a while and said, "Choose the machine, because with the machine, you can eat ice cream every day." ”

"Yes, but a lot of people choose the first one, and they just want to have the sorbet right away."

"They're so stupid."

"No, they're clever - what if the guy who said he was going to send the machine is gone after the next week? So, your dad is the one waiting for the machine. And the person who eats the sorbet, thinks he's thinking wrong - get it? ”

"I kind of understand. But why did Dad have to wait for the machine? ”

"Because he didn't just see the machine, he saw a room and a warehouse of sorbets, and what is one sorbet compared to tens of thousands of sorbets?"

Later, when he grew up, Wen Tingxu really understood what his mother meant.

In Wen Mushan's eyes, it is thousands of years of history, and the gains and losses of each of us are in the long river of history, just like a drop in the ocean that is difficult to peek into.

My father, who studied history, had a more ambitious mind than ordinary people. And the mother, who understands her father, has a deeper wisdom than ordinary people.

Wen Mushan ignored the bullying from the unit in this way, and he was immersed in the misty historical materials, like a dry sponge absorbing the moisture of the documents.

For some reason, after reading a lot of books, he finally turned his research direction to the history of the Western Regions.

He has successively published several papers on the history of the Western Regions in domestic journals, which have attracted the attention of the academic community.

It is precisely because of this spirit of ignoring mundane affairs and being down-to-earth that in the year that began in the nineties of the last century, Wen Mushan got a chance to get rid of the oppressive environment.

Fate unfolded a road in front of him, which seemed to be no longer bumpy, and he seemed to be approaching the machine that he had seen for a long time and could produce ice cream non-stop.

But the blessings and misfortunes depended, and just when Shu Yun thought that her husband's path to education had seen the light of day, no one knew that a bigger storm would involve the family in the eye of the typhoon.

......

There are always thousands of "unexpected" people in the world. After that selection meeting, a year passed quickly, and Wen Mushan did not expect that the person who came to the "Cold Palace" to find himself was the retired Director Xue.

"Mushan, why were you transferred to manage the canteen?" Director Xue looked like he had just knew, and said with emotion.

"It's okay, it's fine anywhere." Wen Mushan put down the scroll in his hand and said with thick glasses.

"The pearl is covered with dust, sweat and blood are salted." Director Xue shook his head, "I came to you this time because I was entrusted by someone, and it was also to not bury your talent." ”

It turned out that the person who Director Tuo Xue came to find Wen Mushan was the old expert of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

The old expert's surname is Zhao, and he is one of the top experts and professors in China who studies the history of the Western Regions, and he recently read a newly published paper by Wen Mushan, so he suddenly recalled what happened at the Qiling Archaeological Institute.

Professor Zhao read Wen Mushan's article, which talked about the Tang Dynasty's management of the western region, especially the establishment and evolution of the two major metropolitan protectorates of Anxi and Beiting, as well as the relationship between the imperial protectorate and the small kingdoms in the Western Regions.

After reading Wen Mushan's paper, Professor Zhao suddenly remembered something.

At that time, the Institute of Archaeology of the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences approached the Department of Cultural Relics and wanted to form a joint archaeological team.

The reason why this regiment took shape is that according to the information reported by the local government, in the Taklamakan Desert in the northeast of Yecheng County, local people have discovered the ruins of an ancient city.

Although the Western Regions have been under the jurisdiction of the Central Plains Imperial Court since the Han Dynasty, in fact, the imperial court is more focused on guarding the territory and maintaining order, and the local small kingdoms and small city-states still exist.

These kingdoms and city-states have been operating for thousands of years and have established many cities, so there are not a few ancient city ruins in the Western Regions in history, such as Loulan, Jiaohe, Beiting, Gaochang, Niya, Jimo, Milan...... I can count it for a long time with my fingers crossed.