Zhang Yang smiled and said, "He is Governor Pinghai. This is the problem of me. When I see someone older than me, I can't help but want to flatter you. I'm an old problem and can't control it!"

Chu Yanran couldn't help laughing and spat: "Shameless!"

Zhang Yang said: "I still have to declare that what happened tonight has nothing to do with me. You go find your grandma!"

Chu Yanran said, "I really don't know what she thinks?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "We are the daughter of a wealthy family, so we should be more generous in some things!"

"You mean I'm stingy?"

"No! You know, I'll stand on your side! I don't care what others think, I care about you!"

"Sweet words, I know how to coax me!"

Zhang Yang hugged Chu Yanran's slender waist, pointed his hand at the night sky and said, "You ask how deep I love you, the moon represents my heart..." But now most of the moon is hidden in the clouds, and this guy's expression is a little embarrassed: "Fifteenth, what do you think the moon is messing with?"

"You are so kind of heart, you are hiding me with hiding so many things from me!"

The night wind was lightly blowing, and the clouds that covered the bright moon suddenly dissipated. Zhang Yang cleared his throat: "That, it didn't count just now!" He reached out and pointed to the night sky again and said: "You ask how deep I love you, the moon represents my heart!"

Chu Yanran looked at the bright moon like a silver plate in the air, and an unspeakable warmth rose in her heart. She snuggled in her arms and said softly: "I believe that no matter what others do, you will always stand on my side!"

Perhaps because of the realization that his arrival caused trouble for his daughter, Song Huaiming asked her to say goodbye after staying for more than an hour. Margaret asked Zhang Yang to see him off. Zhang Yang and Du Tianye sent Song Huaiming and his wife out of the house. Liu Yuying got into the car first. Song Huaiming asked the driver to drive to the gate and wait. He had a few words to say to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang and Song Huaiming walked side by side towards the gate. He thought Song Huaiming would mention the matter of Chu Yanran, but he did not expect that Song Huaiming's topic was related to Jiangcheng.

Song Huaiming said: "The province attaches great importance to the assassination of Tian Qinglong. According to the latest investigation by the task force, this matter has been initially identified as a retaliation and murder incident. As the investigation progresses, more and more doubts have been identified on the palace holidays."

Zhang Yang frowned. He did not think that the shareholders of the Palace Holiday would have caused the thoughts of removing Tian Qinglong. If they wanted to hate them, the ones they hated the most now should be themselves.

Song Huaiming said: "You must be careful after you return to Jiangcheng!" The purpose of his words was not only to remind Zhang Yang, but also to be concerned about his daughter's safety. When Yanran returned to China at this time, she would definitely spend a lot of time with Zhang Yang. If someone wanted to take revenge on Zhang Yang, would she consider starting with Yanran?

Zhang Yang understood what Song Huaiming was concerned about, so he nodded and said, "Uncle Song, don't worry, I will definitely solve this matter as soon as possible!"

Song Huaiming was slightly stunned, not knowing what he meant by the solution. Song Huaiming sighed and said, "The public security in Jiangcheng should be rectified well. The province has decided to transfer Tian Qinglong to the Provincial Department as deputy director, and Rong Pengfei, deputy director of Dongjiang Public Security Bureau, was transferred to the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau as presided over the work!"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. He still had some understanding of Rong Pengfei. Rong Pengfei was dealing with the case of his beating Japanese at the Dongjiang Paramount. This person was very sleek and had a good relationship with Zhou Yunfan. At that time, he was the director of the Guangsheng Branch. He didn't expect that he had just been promoted to deputy director of the Dongjiang Public Security Bureau and was promoted to director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau in a blink of an eye. This person's promotion speed was really fast! Zhang Yang keenly realized that Rong Pengfei must have some background and whispered indirectly: "Uncle Song and Director Rong are very familiar?"

Song Huaiming smiled. Zhang Yang was inquiring about the relationship between him and Rong Pengfei. He did not hide Zhang Yang's intention: "Rong Pengfei is my friend. He is a good person and has strong abilities!" This sentence is equivalent to indirect recognition that Rong Pengfei's rise this time has a direct relationship with him.

Zhang Yang nodded.

Song Huaiming's topic was very erratic, and he moved to the business reform without warning: "I heard that Jiangcheng Pharmaceutical Factory was acquired by Secretary Gu's daughter?"

Zhang Yang felt a frightened inside. Song Huaiming would never mention this matter for no reason. He was exploring his relationship with Gu Jiatong through this method. Zhang Yang's expression was like Gu Jingbubo. He nodded and said, "It has been completed. Even if the contract is signed after the holiday is over, Jiangcheng Pharmaceutical Factory and Jiangcheng Winery are important pilot projects for our Jiangcheng enterprise reform. If it can be successful, we will promote our experience."

Song Huaiming said meaningfully: "The pace of deepening reform is unstoppable, but in the process of reform, you must grasp yourself well, be clear-headed and clear about public and private." His words were pun intended, not only reminding Zhang Yang what to do, but also warning him what not to do.

Zhang Yang remained silent. It was difficult to hide his own work from Song Huaiming's eyes. Song Huaiming's clear mind and deep scheming could definitely compete with Gu Yunzhi for his strengths and weaknesses.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the gate. Song Huaiming smiled and said, "Go back. You have been out for a long time. Yanran is afraid that you will blame you again!"

Zhang Yang smiled unconsciously and turned around and left.

Song Huaiming slowly walked towards the Mercedes-Benz in front of the car. His wife Liu Yuying was waiting in front of the car. He walked over and took the initiative to hold Liu Yuying's hand. The two of them did not get in, but walked slowly along the tree-lined avenue under the moonlight. He was silently comforting his wife in this way. He could see clearly his daughter's attitude towards his wife. In fact, Liu Yuying could choose not to come because she had no need to bear these grievances. Song Huaiming always believed that even if there was something wrong, it was her fault that she was the one who was wrong. Liu Yuying was innocent. It was because she chose herself that she had been with so many grievances.

Liu Yuying smiled gently and said, "It's rare for us to have such a chance to take a walk."

"I have been busy with work over the years and have ignored my concern for you. I am really not a good husband!" Song Huaiming whispered.

Liu Yuying smiled and said, "Since the day I chose you, I have accepted everything about you, and you will always be perfect in my heart!" When she said this, Liu Yuying still felt a little sad. She didn't know if she was equally perfect in her husband's heart. She immediately gave a negative answer. She believed that in Song Huaiming's heart, the most perfect one would always be Chu Jingzhi, a living person, who can never be compared with the dead.

Not every family spends the Mid-Autumn Festival in laughter. Wang Xuehai and Tian Ling came out of their parents' house. As soon as they got on the car, Wang Xuehai shouted angrily: "What's wrong with you? I had a face all night. Does my parents owe you money?"

Tian Ling slowly closed her beautiful eyes and said with a little powerlessness: "Driving, I don't want to argue with you!"

Wang Xuehai had just started the engine, but because of Tian Ling's words, he turned off the engine. He stared at Tian Ling and said, "What's your attitude? You feel uncomfortable and can you tell me. Who can I show you this way? What do you want to eat, use, and wear? How can I lack your money?"

Tian Ling could no longer suppress the anger in her heart: "Money! Money! Money! What else do you care about besides money? For the sake of money, you can hide me and lie to me?"

"What am I lying to you?" Wang Xuehai was a little surprised.

Tian Ling said coldly: "I'm too lazy to tell you! If you don't drive, I'll get off!"

Wang Xuehai nodded a little depressedly. He restarted the engine and when the car slowly drove into the main road, Wang Xuehai whispered: "Have you stopped at any rumors that are unfavorable to me?"

"If you don't know, don't do it unless you do it!"

Wang Xuehai moved his lips for a moment, and finally he refused to speak.

Cai Xudong didn't expect Zhang Yang to come to him again. He thought that the affairs between him and Lin Yuwen were over, but after a few months of calm, Zhang Yang appeared in front of him again. Cai Xudong felt a little scared. He suddenly remembered a word, "The ghosts are gone." Cai Xudong has seen this scene countless times in movies and TV series. Once someone catches the braid, they will not let go easily, unless they silence the other party. His eyes at Zhang Yang were full of wariness and hatred, because without concealing it, Zhang Yang easily realized this.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "There is no need to look at me so vigilantly. Director Cai, I came to you this time to reminisce about the past and exchange feelings with you. There is no other meaning!"

Cai Xudong would not believe that it was so easy for Zhang Yang to find him. He crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Yang coldly and said, "What are you saying clearly? What do you want me to do?"

Zhang Yang was calm and waved his hand to call the waiter, ordered a few dishes, ordered a bottle of Wuliangye, and then spread the napkin flat on his knees: "Director Cai may not know me yet!"

Cai Xudong snorted coldly, thinking that I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes.

Zhang Yang introduced himself: "My name is Zhang Yang, the director of Jiangcheng Enterprise Reform Office!" He stretched out his hand politely.

Cai Xudong frowned and still reached out to shake Zhang Yang. Since the other party took the initiative to reveal his identity, it proved that he still had a certain sincerity. Anyway, he had a handle in Zhang Yang's hands, and he had always been passively beaten in front of others. It would be okay to hear him say anything. After thinking through this layer, Cai Xudong felt much more calm. He smiled and said, "Director Zhang, I'll treat you to this lunch today!"

After the wine and food were delivered, Zhang Yang asked the waiter to leave the private room, poured wine for Cai Xudong, picked up the wine glass and said, "Today's National Day! Cheers to the motherland's birthday!"

Cai Xudong raised his glass happily and clashed with Zhang Yang. After the two of them had the glass of wine, Zhang Yang said straight to the point: "I'm looking for you to help me understand someone!"

Cai Xudong said vigilantly: "I have no interest in conspiracy!"

"I want to know Wang Xuehai, all aspects of him, the business he is engaged in, and the projects he contracted in Beijing!"

Cai Xudong understood that Zhang Yang wanted to deal with Wang Xuehai, and he wanted to find Wang Xuehai's fault. Since Cai Xudong and Lin Yuwen were discovered to have an affair, Cai Xudong has always believed that Wang Xuehai planned this matter, and even Lin Yuwen was a piece used by Wang Xuehai to deal with him. He didn't like Wang Xuehai, but Cai Xudong also knew Wang Xuehai's energy in the prince circle of the capital. He didn't want to offend such a person, let alone he played with Wang Xuehai's mistress. In a sense, it was his fault. Cai Xudong shook his head and said, "I'm not familiar with this person!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "But you are very familiar with Lin Yuwen!" The threatening meaning of this sentence is too obvious.

Cai Xudong's old face was hot, and he pursed his lips and said, "Director Zhang, I understand what you mean, but Wang Xuehai and I have no grudges and no grudges. I don't want to get involved in your grudges."

Zhang Yang said: "What if I insist on choosing between me and Wang Xuehai?"

Cai Xudong looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Do you think it's OK?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "There are two ways to cooperate. One is to be forced to do so. Although such cooperation can be maintained, it must be very uncomfortable. The other is to be consensual. If you look at the problem from a different perspective, we may become good friends."

"Is there any difference?" Cai Xudong asked with a wry smile. There was only one choice for him, that is, he was forced to surrender. Zhang Yang wanted to force him to surrender. Cai Xudong considered it and whispered: "I can pay attention to several projects he has recently in the capital. If you find it, I will contact you."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Director Cai is a happy person. If we can keep this mentality and meet, I think it won't take long to stay, we will become good friends who can talk about everything."

Cai Xudong looked at the young man in front of him and felt very confused. People really can't do anything wrong. A few minutes of pleasure bring endless trouble. If he could think of the consequences of today when he went to bed with Lin Yuwen, even if Lin Yuwen was so charming, he wouldn't have looked at her more, and he wouldn't have regretted it!

Margaret's schedule in Beijing is full of people, and there are many old friends in Beijing. She is busy all day with Du Shankui and his wife, and Chu Yanran is with her. This makes her rarely meet every day even though she is in Beijing with Zhang Yang.

When Zhang Yang was about to leave Beijing early and return to Jiangcheng, he received a call from Chen Xue. In his impression, this cold girl rarely calls herself on her own initiative. He was a little surprised and thought something happened to Chen Chongshan. After answering the phone, he found out that Chen Xue had returned to Beijing. Her topic was related to something a long time ago. Chen Xue said: "Zhang Yang, do you still remember the Jin Ziwu you mentioned to me last time? I also took you to the library to check the information!"

Zhang Yang said: "Of course I remember!"

"I found some fragments of Jin Ziwu's inscriptions in Panjiayuan, maybe you will be interested!"

Zhang Yang suddenly felt enlightened when he heard this: "Where are you, I'll arrive right away!"

Chen Xue didn't know that Zhang Yang was also in Beijing and whispered: "There is no need to exaggerate it. I will spread it down and take it to you next time I go home!"

"I'm in Beijing, I'll be here soon!"

Zhang Yang immediately drove to the Panjiayuan Antique Market and arrived at the location agreed with Chen Xue. He saw Chen Xue tied her long hair on her head, and casually putting it on with a red hairpin, a white T-shirt and military green casual pants. He stood under the shade of the tree and was looking at the parking lot.

Zhang Yang closed the car door and walked over. He smiled at Chen Xue. He took two iced drinks from the cold drink stall next to him before coming to Chen Xue and handed one of them to her.

Chen Xue showed a rare smile: "I didn't expect you to be in Beijing!"

"I have been to Beijing for several days. I thought you were in Chunyang, otherwise I would have visited you long ago!"

Chen Xue took a few sips of drinks and took Zhang Yang into the antique market. She usually has no hobbies in Beijing, and she often travels in the antique market after studying. After watching the flag-raising ceremony in Tiananmen this morning, she came to Panjiayuan and accidentally saw some inscriptions of Jin Ziwu's calligraphy. She remembered that Zhang Yang went to school to find herself to know about this person last time, so she called Zhang Yang.

The person who sold the fragments was an old man. He had more than ten pieces of fragments, most of which were very complete. Zhang Yang looked at it and it was indeed similar to those fragments in Mr. Tianchi's yard. He couldn't even understand many fonts. Zhang Yang asked about the price. The old man asked for a high price. It would cost 15,000 yuan to buy all the fragments, but it would cost more to expand them, and it would be able to expand them all for 500 yuan. Zhang Yang had no intention of pulling them all away. After a bargaining, three hundred yuan could remove all the text on the fragments.

When the old man was directing the worker to write literature, Zhang Yang asked about the origin of these fragments.

The old man did not hide it: "These fragments were obtained from the Longji Quarry in the Western Suburbs. They happened five or six years ago, and now they are abandoned there!"

"Is it far away from the Chaokong Mountain?"

The old man shook his head and said, "It's on the eastern foot of the Luankong Mountain!"

After Zhang Yang paid the money, he took the rubbings directly to Mr. Tianchi in Xiangshan. Chen Xue heard that he was visiting this domestic calligraphy master, and also showed considerable interest and proposed to go there with Zhang Yang.

When the two came to Mr. Tianchi's house, Mr. Tianchi was taking a nap. Zhang Yang did not dare to disturb him. He took Chen Xue to admire the fragments embedded on the wall.

Chen Xue has a deep research on history and has also done some research on archaeology during her study at Tsinghua University. She carefully observed the fragments and took out the rubbings just now to compare them. Chen Xue said in surprise: "The text on this seems the same, but if you look closely, it's a little different!"

Zhang Yang also came over and compared the fragments on the wall, he found that many of the texts were the same, and even the writing styles were the same, but there was a difference in them.

Chen Xue said: "I have checked the information of Jin Ziwu. This person is a master of Goguryeo swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is derived from China. He has been transformed and improved on the original basis. Some people say that his calligraphy is integrated with swordsmanship. I don't know martial arts and can't see the mystery! However, when I look at these fragments, it should be worse than the old ones we just saw!" Chen Xue stroked the fragments with his fingers: "The fragments are also different, as if the ages are a little different..."

Slow footsteps sounded behind them, and Mr. Tianchi came behind them and smiled: "This little girl has a different view. These fragments are indeed not of the same era. Some are inscriptions from the Sui Dynasty, while others were from the Tang Dynasty, but they are all treasures!"

Zhang Yang and Chen Xue turned around at the same time, and Chen Xue smiled calmly and said, "Hello, sir, don't blame me for showing off!"

Zhang Yang handed the rubbings he had just bought to Mr. Tianchi. Mr. Tianchi looked at them and frowned. He looked at the fragments on the wall again and said softly: "Where did you get these rubbings?"

Zhang Yang said what happened just now.

Mr. Tianchi said: "These should be fragments of the Sui Dynasty. I don't understand why there are two kinds of them." He pointed out the fragments of the Sui Dynasty on the wall one by one, and compared them with the rubbings brought by Zhang Yang, saying: "It's still incomplete, these words look like a manifesto when compared!"
To be continued...