Yangmei Ancient Town is located in the lower reaches of the Zuojiang River, surrounded by rivers on three sides, about 30 kilometers away from Nanning, with convenient water and land transportation. The ancient town was built in the Song Dynasty, because of the convenience of water transportation, but also because of the decline of water transportation and silence, after thousands of years. Yangmei was developed in the Ming Dynasty, and it was even more prosperous in the Qing Dynasty. At its peak, Yangmei had eight docks. Most of the residents of Yangmei Ancient Town moved here from Shandong, and a small number came from Guangdong, where they settled down after doing business.

At eight o'clock in the morning, five cars appeared outside the gate of Yangmei Ancient Town, and then the gate of the ancient town opened, and five cars slowly drove in.

Yang Luo sat in He Chongyang's car, looked at the scenery of the ancient town outside, and said: "I didn't expect that there would be such a place on the edge of Nanning. It's just that it hasn't been developed, and there aren't many ancient buildings preserved. ”

He Chongyang said: "When it was developed, more than 700 ancient buildings of the Ming and Qing dynasties were retained, which was the most complete preserved Ming and Qing dynasty buildings in Nanning, and was one of the top ten landscapes in Nanning. It's just that after ten years, there are only more than 300 rooms, and in 09 years, Yangmei Ancient Town left the sight of the top ten landscapes in Nanning. ”

Yang Luo looked out the car window, modern buildings are interspersed high in the ancient town, concrete is covered in the ancient stone road, and the stone slabs occasionally show their heads, as if telling her helplessness and sadness, the ancient house is still being demolished, new buildings are still being built, and the pond is backwater.

"Why didn't the city government intervene to stop it?"

He Chongyang smiled bitterly: "How to stop it?" Unless you spend money to buy it, but it's easy to buy, the city government gritted its teeth and can still get this money. But what happens after you buy it? With such a large scale of ancient buildings, doesn't it need to be repaired? A year or two may be nothing, but after a long time, the cost of repairs is absolutely astronomical, and the city finances can't afford it. ”

Yang Luo said: "Isn't it being developed, and the annual tourism revenue can also be a little!" ”

He Chongyang said angrily: "I said young master, you really don't have a backache when you stand and talk." The municipal government has been developing Yangmei Ancient Town for more than 10 years, how many tourists have you seen along the way? Every year, the income from that little ticket will raise a few idlers. ”

Yang Luo said: "The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, you don't advertise, who knows that there is such a place!" ”

"Propaganda?" He Chongyang pursed his lips, "You said lightly, engage in publicity, and if you put one or two million yuan into it, you can't even make a splash." Two hundred million, three hundred million may have an effect, but do you think those leaders in the city will invest hundreds of millions of dollars in what bullshit propaganda? If it does have an effect in the end, it's nothing, if it doesn't have any effect at all, hundreds of millions of dollars will be wasted, who will carry this black pot? ”

Yang Luo also shook his head helplessly, he had seen this kind of thing a lot. Some leading cadres are like this, subconsciously believing that doing more is more wrong, doing less is wrong, and not doing is good, so lazy and foolish government appears.

"In this way, after I go back, I will talk to Geng Table, the CEO of Jinlong Group, and ask him if he is interested in coming over to develop and invest."

"Really?" He Chongyang's eyes lit up, he is the director of the Public Security Bureau, but he is also the mayor. If you pull in the investment and development of Yangmei Ancient Town before leaving, you will also hand in a perfect answer.

Yang Luo said: "When did I lie to you? I don't think it's too much of a problem. The Hongshui River Baili Promenade Tourism Project is completed, and when the time comes, it will be linked to here and bring tourists over. ”

He Chongyang said with a smile: "No matter how I develop it, it's just that this project must be handed over to me to discuss." ”

Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "You know a fart, negotiate with criminals, I believe you have a hand." But in business negotiations, you're an idiot. ”

He Chongyang laughed hesitantly: "Look down on me, let me tell you, my buddy was also a college student back then, although he went to a second-rate university, he also studied business administration." ”

"Huh?" Yang Luo turned his head and looked at He Chongyang, as if he had just met: "Tut-tut...... Unexpectedly, you are still a college student, studying business administration, so how did you become a police officer? Is it related, go through the back door? ”

He Chongyang did not shy away from it: "You think I am willing to be a policeman, that's because of my son, he used to be an old public security officer, and he has worked on the public security front all his life, so he has to let me be a policeman too." Because of this, we have a small quarrel for three days and a big quarrel for five days. At first, my mother was still fighting, but then she didn't care, she could be as noisy as she liked. I also had no choice, so I moved out, but it didn't work, as long as I got home, I would quarrel. In this way, for this matter, we quarreled today and tomorrow, and no one compromised, and we were in a stalemate for more than three years. Until one day, my mother came to me with red eyes crying. I remember that day very clearly, it was already three o'clock in the morning, it was raining heavily, lightning and thunder, and my mother's clothes were soaked through the torrential rain. ”

Speaking of this, He Chongyang slowly lowered his head, his eyes were a little moist, "That day, the city bureau received a report that someone found two A-level wanted criminals entering our city. Immediately afterwards, the city bureau mobilized all police forces, including the armed police force, to begin to deploy control and conduct a carpet search and arrest of the whole city. But in the early hours of the morning, no one was caught, and they all thought that the information was wrong, and it was raining again, so the search and arrest mission was stopped. Maybe it was providence, but on my father's way home, he saw a taxi parked on the side of the road, and he was going to walk over and take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the taxi, two people jumped out of it. With a gunshot, he fell to the ground......"

Yang Luo exhaled and patted He Chongyang's shoulder heavily.

He Chongyang continued, "When I rushed to the hospital, he had stopped breathing. That day, how I wished we could still quarrel, but no, he stopped arguing with me. I grabbed his cold hand and promised him to be a police officer. Unless I can't do it anymore, retire, or die at gunpoint like him, I will never take off my police uniform for the rest of my life. ”

Yang Luo finally understood why He Chongyang would rather go to Ganzhou than take off his police uniform and go to Changsha regardless of his political future. Because of the police uniform on his body, it carries not only responsibility, but also the obsession of his life.

By this time the car had already crossed the streets of the town and entered a deep alley. The alley was just wide enough for a car, and after walking for more than a hundred meters, the car stopped outside an old courtyard.

Yang Luo was the first to push the car door and get out of the car, followed by He Chongyang, and then Guan Hu and four criminal policemen got out of the two police cars. In the end, seven people got out of the other two cars, and it was the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection Task Force, led by Huang Yuguo, director of the First Discipline Inspection Office.

Yang Luo stood outside the gate, looked at the courtyard in front of him, and said, "In such a quiet environment, he really knows how to find a place." ”

He Chongyang said: "According to our investigation, this property should be owned by Wukang's wife's mother's family. ”

Yang Luo tilted his head to look at Huang Yuguo, and said with a smile: "Director Huang, please!" ”

Huang Yuguo is a little touched, no matter how Wu Jianqi used to be the governor of the province, he once sat in the second place in Guangxi. Although he is now demoted and assigned to a yamen that is not a yamen, and he has never been there, he has disappeared in front of everyone for a long time. But the tiger died and Yu Wei was here, so it stands to reason that there must be a deputy secretary, but Huang Yuguo came.

Yang Luo lowered his head and knocked on his head, looked at Huang Yuguo again, and shook his head and walked into the courtyard. This courtyard is not large, and there are three quaint houses in front of it. On the west side of the wall, there is also a flower trellis made of bamboo and plastic. You can faintly see the flowers blooming inside, and a figure lying on a wicker chair.

Yang Luo looked at the figure and smiled, without thinking that the figure must be Wu Jianqi. At the beginning, Wu Jianqi was interviewed by the Central Organization Department for demotion and distribution, such a result, even if Old Man Fan was unwilling, there was no way, who let them lose in that competition.

And Yang Luo can imagine that now that he is taking pictures of the old man, Old Man Fan does not dare to make any moves. But after two years, as long as Wu Jianqi doesn't make too many mistakes, that old guy will definitely find an opportunity to push Wu Jianqi up again.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and Old Man Fan would never have dreamed of it. The old subordinates he picked up with one hand will be arrested for corruption** and power trading. This is equivalent to a slap in the face of the old guy, a big hat that I don't know will definitely be buckled on my head, and it is estimated that the old guy will vomit blood after knowing it.

Yang Luo opened a simple door in the middle of the flower shed and walked in, Wu Jianqi was lying on a rattan chair with his eyes closed, a stove was burning beside him, and an iron kettle was placed on it, which was already boiling at this time.

Yang Luo walked to the stove, squatted down and stretched out his hand to bake the fire, and looked up at Wu Jianqi. At this time, Wu Jianqi's hair was all white, and his face was full of wrinkles, compared to the beginning, he seemed to be twenty years older all of a sudden.

Yang Luo lowered his head, he didn't know what to think, and after a while, he said softly: "The weather outside is a little cold today!" ”

Wu Jianqi opened his eyes and was not surprised to see Yang Luo, as if he had known that he would come: "Yes, there was fog this morning, and this sunshine just came out, of course it will be a little cold." After speaking, he glanced at He Chongyang and Huang Yuguo outside, "Since you're here, let's all come in." ”

He Chongyang and Huang Yuguo walked in one after another, looking at Wu Jianqi with some embarrassment.

Wu Jianqi let out a long breath: "I knew that you would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." After speaking, he sat up, picked up the tea bowl on a small table beside him, and took a sip of the tea that had been cold.

Yang Luo stood up, walked around the flower shed, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?" ”

Wu Jianqi asked, "Afraid?" Afraid of what? ”

Yang Luo said: "Go to prison, you probably won't have a chance to come out in your life." The day you come out, you won't be able to breathe the free air, and you won't be able to see the blue sky. ”

Wu Jianqi smiled slightly: "People always have to die, and in the end, they don't have to be pushed into the cremation furnace and burned to ashes, as for where to die, is there any point?" ”

Yang Luo smiled, bent down to pick a yellow chrysanthemum, put it under his nose and sniffed, "You can see it!" ”

Wu Jianqi stood up and tidied up his collar: "The prosperity has faded, the rare tranquility, the idyll, the leaves fall back to the roots, when people are old, they will look down on the flowers and flowers, and they will look down on them, and they will look down on them, and they will be quiet, there will be pastoral scenery, there will be goodwill, and there will be peace of mind, so you can place the soul, isn't it?" ”