Chapter 43 Chapter Thirty-Seven

At night, the jeep drove through the dimly lit county streets in the heavy rain and stopped at the gate of the County Public Security Bureau. "Here you are, County Magistrate Gu." Deputy Director Sun of the Public Security Bureau, who had been waiting in the rain, carefully opened the car door and greeted Gu Rong who was sitting in the car. "It's not the county magistrate, it's the parents." Gu Rong said wearily with a sad face.He got out of the car with his wife, Guizhen, and came to a house at the top of the row of bungalows in the Public Security Bureau. "Let's deliver something to him." Gu Rong turned to look at Gui Zhen who was holding the package and travel bag, and said to Deputy Director Sun.This afternoon, Xiaorong was arrested by the County Public Security Bureau from Guangzhou.

"Ask him to come out and meet you?" Deputy Director Sun said. "Isn't it breaking your rules?" Gu Rong lowered his eyes and slowly took out the cigarette, asking in a low voice. "No, no, no." Deputy Director Sun turned around and waved to the people beside him, and they went out. Gu Rong was smoking a cigarette, looking through the window through the rain curtain at the gloomy black door of the detention center behind.After a while, Xiao Rong came out of the black gate with his head drooping, and heard his dejected footsteps.The door opened, and he came in slowly. When he saw his parents standing in front of him, tears flowed down his face: "Dad, Mom." He shook his shoulders and began to cry.Gu Rong's nose felt sore for a while, and his heart hurt like a knife.This is his only son.Guizhen went up and hugged her son and started crying too.Gu Rong reprimanded a little angrily: "When, where, why are you crying?"

"Major Gu, let's talk." Deputy Director Sun and his subordinates looked at each other and left the room. "Don't cry, Rong Rong, it's too late to regret it now." Gu Rong comforted his son in a low voice, "We're here to deliver your bedding and clothes today. If you still need anything, we'll deliver it tomorrow." "Father, please save me." Xiao Rong cried. "Father can only do what he can, it's about the law." "Law, Dad, there are bigger problems than me, why should I go to jail?" "Son, don't talk about it. Dad is the leader, so you can't ignore the law at all... Let's work hard within the scope of the law and strive for leniency."

"Dad, you don't care about me?" "Don't be silly, how can a father ignore his son?" "Father, is it the new secretary of the county party committee who wants to punish you and use me for surgery?" "Don't make wild guesses." Gu Rong advised. "Someone wrote to me, I know." Xiao Rong said while crying, "Dad, you won't go to find uncle?" "Rongrong, it's not appropriate to say those things, and Dad feels bad. From now on, you should learn a lesson." "Father, I really want to be sentenced to two years in prison. It's too late for me to learn the lesson." Xiao Rong propped his hands on the table and shouted hoarsely, "Prisoner released after serving his sentence—what future do I have in this life?" He wiped away tears fiercely with his hand, gritted his teeth, and stared straight at his father: "Dad, you are going to control me this time. I will listen to you and learn a lesson when I go out. If you don't care about me, you will be sentenced. For a few years, I don’t want to learn any lessons from now on, and I’m going to break the pot.”

"Rongrong." Gui Zhen persuaded. "Even if you didn't raise my son." Xiaorong shouted hoarsely, then suddenly lowered his head and began to cry. On the way home, Gu Rong sat gloomy and silent in the jeep, he obviously felt depressed in his heart.When he got home, he paced back and forth in the living room, listening to the heavy rain beating on the windows. "Have something to eat." Guizhen persuaded carefully, "You haven't had dinner yet." He waved his hand lightly and stopped slowly.The subwoofer on the wall is broadcasting the announcement made by the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee this morning when it dealt with the collapse of the Henglingyu classroom.The first article, the second article, and now the third article: "Third, the leading comrades of the county party committee inspected Hengling Valley a year ago and listened to the report on the classroom situation, but they turned a blind eye, were insensitive, and delayed until now. This shows that the reason Not only in Henglingyu Commune, bureaucracy permeates all levels of us..." There was a tremor on his face, and he reached out to turn off the speaker.

He could never tire of hearing his own speeches and reports on the cable radio, enjoying the soft hum of the speakers.Now, the sound is irritating and irritating.He went back to the inner room, sat down slowly on the sofa, covered his eyes with his hands on his face.He felt exhausted in the somewhat drowsy silence, and even felt that his life was bleak.Are you mentally broken?Aren't you very strong and can withstand any blows and setbacks?He always thought that he was mentally clad in iron armor, but the arrest of his own son easily broke him down. People are very weak things, but their weaknesses vary from person to person.

In the sound of rain, he heard the door opening, and then the sound of talking, he knew it was Xiao Li who came in.He did not sit up, but still leaned silently. "Uncle, are you uncomfortable?" Xiaoli moved a small bench and sat down gently beside him. "I'm a little tired." He said lightly. Xiaoli was silent for a while, she knew the reason: "Uncle, Brother Xiaorong is a first-time offender, no matter how big the problem is, he will be dealt with leniently, at most one or two years of forced labor..." "Little Li, stop talking about this." Gu Rong interrupted softly.

silence.Hear the sound of rain outside. "Uncle, you want to open it." "Xiao Li, do you think people like Uncle should be eliminated by history?" Gu Rong asked slowly with his hands crossed. "Why do you think so?" Yes, why would I think so?Is it because Li Xiangnan appeared in front of him? "Did you say so?" He asked still in a trance.He felt that Xiaoli was next to him, very close, and comfortingly stroking his hand on the armrest of the sofa; he also felt that Xiaoli was far away, and he was talking to a distant voice. "Yes and no." Lily replied.

"It's not what it's called, is it?" "Your generation will take over sooner or later and withdraw from the stage of history. This is a rule. But when it comes to each individual, it will be sooner or later." "People like me should have left the stage earlier." "Uncle, don't be so pessimistic. You are in good health and experienced." "No way." He heard the voice of Gui Zhen talking to the visitor in the living room. "If Secretary Gu is not feeling well, I'll come back another day." The visitor whispered. "Wait." Guizhen gently pushed the door open and came in.

"Who is it?" Gu Rong asked wearily with his hands on his eyes. "Zhu Quanshan." Gu Rong still leaned back motionless. "I called him back, let him come another day." Guizhen said softly. Gu Rong sat up: "No, I'll go to the living room right away." Zhu Quanshan was the one who called Zhu Quanshan in the morning. "Are you healthy, uncle?" Xiao Li asked worriedly. "It doesn't matter, the machine can still run." Gu Rong rubbed his forehead with his hands and stood up.He found himself not exhausted.When he opened the door and walked into the living room, although he still had a calm expression, it just strengthened his calm and serene majesty.

"Secretary Gu, are you looking for me?" Zhu Quanshan quickly stood up, rubbing his hands awkwardly. "Sit down." He waved his hand casually and said kindly.He looked back, Xiaoli and Guizhen did not come out from the inner room. Zhu Quanshan sat down cautiously: "Secretary Gu, are you not feeling well?" Gu Rong lit a cigarette, slowly leaned on the sofa, and simply explained: "It's nothing, the main reason is that I'm in a bad mood." He will adopt a special strategy for Zhu Quanshan today. Zhu Quanshan smiled awkwardly: "I'm busy with work and have a lot of things to do, so it's inevitable that there will be some troubles." "It's not that I'm busy with work," Gu Rong shook his head wearily, and sighed, "It's mainly because something happened to my kid. Maybe you've heard about it?" "No, no." "No, no, don't look at you staying in the Huangzhuang Reservoir, you are also a well-informed person in the ancient tomb." Zhu Quanshan smiled unnaturally, not knowing how to explain it. "Yesterday, Li Xiangnan decided to transfer you to the county committee, right?" "It's for me to take care of the fishery temporarily." "I also want you to help Long Jinsheng take care of the county's agriculture, right?" "I can't help much." Zhu Quanshan's forehead began to sweat. "Quanshan, you have been with me for many years, do you think I am a confused person or a sensible person?" "Of course you understand." "And you?" "I?……" "You're not a fool, are you?" "There are many things I can't see clearly and I don't have experience." "After so many years of twists and turns, you should be able to see the matter of the ancient tomb better than anyone else, right?" "I... no... these years, my vision is very narrow, and I know very little about the situation." Zhu Quanshan explained again and again. "Those who seem to be busy making a fuss at the top may not be able to see things clearly. You have been persecuted for ten years, up and down, and in the past two years, it is said that I was pushed out to a small reservoir. This kind of tortuous Encounters actually make the mind the clearest. The situation in the ancient tomb and the relationship between the forces of the various factions can be seen most clearly." "Secretary Gu, I..." Zhu Quanshan's forehead was dripping with sweat. Gu Rong slightly leaned back and smiled: "This is the rule. I have also experienced this. You may not be able to see everything clearly on stage, but you can see it clearly off the stage. Those who watch the opera understand, but those who sing are confused. The onlookers can clearly see everything." Well." "Secretary Gu..." Gu Rong waved his hand wearily: "Don't worry too much, and don't have any other thoughts. I want to talk frankly with you about the situation in the ancient tomb. We understand that people don't talk vaguely. Everyone can see it." Zhu Quanshan kept wiping away his sweat. Gu Rong stood up, took two steps, and then sat down slowly: "Now, Li Xiangnan and I are two factions in Guling. Is that how you see it?" "no no……" "It's possible that others don't see it that way, but can you still understand?" Gu Rong waved his hand, "This time, he sang a play at the Huangzhuang Reservoir, saying he was catching and raising fish, but in fact he didn't care about it." Wine, is it for me?" "no no……" "Let you take care of the county's fishery and help Long Jinsheng take care of the agriculture. This first step is actually to squeeze you out of Long Jinsheng, right?" "This……" "The second step is to let you replace me?" "Secretary Li didn't mean that." "Isn't that obvious? Taking care of the entire county's agriculture and fisheries is to let you gradually grasp the production of the entire county. Isn't that the main task of the county magistrate? First have the reality, then name it, and focus on work first." , and clarifying the title, this is the most natural way to promote cronies and reorganize the leadership team. You have been a secretary of the county party committee, and you don't understand this." Zhu Quanshan struggled to open his squinted eyes that were afraid of light, trying to explain something sweating profusely. Gu Rong smiled peacefully. "It's so clear, what's your attitude?" He asked gently. "..." "Also, Quanshan, you may have a judgment on Li Xiangnan's background and situation; you also have a clear understanding of my background and up and down situation." "Secretary Gu, you..." "What do you think now, between me and him, who is more adapted to the reality of the ancient tomb, or to be more clear, who is more able to stand firm in the reality of the ancient tomb?" "I never thought about it that way." "Your actions now show that you have already made a judgment - Li Xiangnan looks more powerful, doesn't he?" "I……" "Quanshan," Gu Rong flicked the ashtray slowly, his eyes paused on the ashtray for a while, then slowly raised it up, and looked at Zhu Quanshan carefully, "I'm talking to you sincerely. Are you one or twenty People with years of experience and lessons. Those who can see the ups and downs and changes of things most clearly should be clear-headed and have a long-term vision. I want you to help me analyze the situation in all aspects, from a long-term perspective ——not the current one or two months—half a year, a year, two years, or even longer, who is more able to stand firm in the ancient tomb, Li Xiangnan or I?" "Secretary Gu..." "Then, let's do another piece of analysis. When we add up, what attitude is more appropriate and appropriate for you, Zhu Quanshan, so that you can gain the understanding and trust of the cadres and the masses in the ancient mausoleum little by little, and gain a foothold. Play your role slowly. Do you like it?" "Secretary Gu, I never thought of that..." "Even if you haven't thought about it, you can think about it now." Gu Rong looked at the other party, "A person always analyzes the surrounding environment before deciding his own attitude." He leaned back and smiled, " I am very willing to listen to your frank talk, Quanshan. I also hope to discuss with you to form a clear impression. In two days, I will go to the region and province to report on this impression." Zhu Quanshan slowly wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief, and remained silent. "Okay, since you haven't thought it over yet, let's talk about it when you think it over. Let's not talk about it for now." Gu Rongyang chatted on the sofa for a while, then stood up and sent Zhu Quanshan out up.Before parting, he extended his hand and shook Zhu Quanshan with concern: "If you want to talk to me, you can come anytime. Huh?" He looked at Zhu Quanshan and said. The rain outside seems to be getting heavier.The flowing water hanging from the eaves of the door splashed on the concrete doorstep like a waterfall. Gu Rong paced up in the living room alone.Faced with these complicated political contradictions, which one did he not handle with ease and proficiency?Even at the provincial and district levels, how many cadres are more experienced than themselves?Why should he withdraw from the stage of history?ridiculous. He stopped suddenly, Guizhen's crying and Xiaoli's comforting voice could be heard faintly from the inner room.He sighed, became bored again, sat down on the sofa, slowly rested his head on the sofa, and closed his eyes.Just now, facing Zhu Quanshan, he felt his huge size and weight.I am like a cast iron mountain overlooking the ancient tomb.This weight and volume must have overwhelmed Zhu Quanshan.But now?He also felt a kind of emptiness in life. He sat on his back in a daze, unaware that in the heavy rain at night, a drenched man wearing a torn straw hat was walking to the door of his house with muddy feet, stood timidly on the steps for a while, and then timidly Walking up the concrete steps step by step, he bowed his waist and stopped outside the door.Rainwater from the eaves of the door splashed under his feet.He hesitated to knock on the door. He is Pan Goushi. This morning, he was dismissed as the secretary of the commune, and he was completely broken as if he had lost his soul.When he walked home from the commune compound, he felt that the entire Hengling Valley was tilted.He doesn't know how to get his footing, he can't walk anymore.This is no longer a place where he can walk around casually with his sleeves flung around.He hid at home and didn't dare to show up in the commune compound, and he didn't dare to show up on Henglingyu Street again. What face does he have? His wife looked at him with pity, which made him angry, and his wife scolded him, which also made him angry.He wanted to stare and yell, but what face did he have to be so aggressive towards his wife? The big painter Zhang came to sit at home and casually talked about the wages and materials for painting furniture for Fan Goushi.Pan Goushi was stunned: This was originally a matter of free money, but he didn't explain it at first, so he could only accept it.Now, the world has changed, and asking for money is not a matter of course.What kind of face does he have to show off to others? In the afternoon, on the third anniversary of his father's death, he lay down on the grave and cried bitterly.He had never grieved as much as today.He braved the rain and rushed to the county seat in the dark. He wanted to find Secretary Gu who supported him. Before he entered the "VIP House", the waitress at the guest house stopped him: "Who are you looking for? You're a black man, just barge in without saying a word." "I... look for Gu, Secretary Gu." He stammered. "What are you looking for him for?" "I... I don't, what are you doing?" "Why are you still looking for him? Where did you come from?" "I, I..." Under the reprimand of the waitress, he pitifully didn't know what to say. Knowing that Gu Rong was not in the "VIP House", he found his home again.Seeing Gu Rong lying on the sofa through the glass on the door, he dared not knock on the door.How could he disturb Secretary Gu's rest?A quarter of an hour passed, and another quarter passed, and he stood motionless.The wind and the rain poured on him from behind, his clothes were already soaked, and his whole body was cold.He stood in the dark like a poor wretch.There were bursts of cold wars.Finally, seeing Gu Rong slowly opened his eyes on the sofa.He reached out to knock on the door, but his hand was shaking violently, the door didn't knock, but it opened silently. Gu Rong frowned, looked at the open door, thought it was blown by the wind, and walked up to close it. "Who is it?" He spotted a figure standing in the darkness outside the door. "Secretary Gu... yes, yes, it's me." Pan Goushi stammered, his teeth chattering. "It's Gou Shi?" Gu Rong opened the door wider, "Why don't you come in, what are you doing standing outside?" Pan Goushi burst into tears, he was so sad and moved that he almost cried.He came in shriveled, took off his dripping straw hat, and stood there with his head bowed; his clothes were soaked, and water dripped down; his feet were muddy, with muddy footprints on the ground; his teeth were chattering with.From head to toe a disfigured look. Gu Rong gave him a look of pity and contempt, took off a dry towel and handed it to him: "Come here in the dark?" Pan Goushi took the towel, lowered his head and wiped the rain on his face: "Gu... Secretary..." His tears flowed out. "Speak up if you have something to say. What does a commune secretary look like crying and wiping away tears?" Gu Rong stood with his hands behind his back, turned his head to look at him, and reprimanded impatiently. "I……" "What's wrong with you, you are so scared when you encounter such a big thing? Isn't it just a dismissal? What's so great about it?" Probably this reprimand made Pan Goushi feel great warmth, and he buried his face in the towel and wept bitterly. Gu Rong flew into a rage: "Are you like a political person? You are useless and useless." Pan Goushi stopped crying.Political awe and obedience are sometimes more powerful than any emotion. "Raise your head up." Gu Rong looked at Pan Goushi and said. Pan Goushi raised his head slightly, but still lowered his head. "Straighten your waist too." Pan Goushi moved a bit, but still bent his waist. "Boneless? All broken?" Pan Goushi shivered like chaff, he half raised his head. "Remember, if you want to engage in politics, you must have a strong bone. You need a strong bone and a hard heart. Only with a hard heart can you have a strategy. If you are soft, broken, and unable to withstand it, it will be over. Do you understand? ?” "understood." "The abnormal situation in Guling will soon be reversed. Do you understand?" Gu Rong said sternly. Pan Goushi raised his head and looked at Gu Rong: "Listen, listen, I understand." Gu Rong turned his head and saw the inner door was open.Guizhen and Xiaoli stood at the door, looking at him with different complicated eyes.