I never expected that the leader of the General Bureau, who was warmly welcomed by the senior brother, looked seven points similar to Mr. Sakurang Xu, who died in the Yelang South Temple in northern Myanmar, especially the silhouette on the side, which made me almost think that Mr. Xu was not dead and came back to life again.

With my back pressed against my chair, I stared at the old man with snow-white temples while he sat down under the guidance of the elder brother.

I noticed that the senior brother began to introduce several middle-aged people behind him, all of whom were leaders of the General Bureau, but he deliberately skipped him, and most of the participants present did not know who the old man was, but there were also people with higher qualifications who recognized him, and stood up with excitement, but were motioned by the staff to sit down.

In the time that followed, I found that these people were generally more active, consciously or unconsciously, and the meeting was lively and lively, and it was not over until about eleven o'clock.

I sat on a chair for the whole meeting, without saying a word, as if I was sleepwalking, and when I found out that people would disperse, I was about to get up, and I saw Lao Zhao walking towards me, beckoning me, saying that Xu Lao wanted to see me.

"Old Xu?" I asked thoughtfully, and Lao Zhao saw that I didn't know, so he reminded me: "It's the old leader who came in with the midfielder, Xu Lao is one of the founders of the Religious Affairs Bureau of the Republic, and he has a lofty position in the bureau, that is, the director of the General Bureau who sits on behalf of the Central Committee and the executive deputy director who holds great power, and when he sees his old man, he also has to bow down and call the old leader's ......."

Lao Zhao reminded me: "His old man has not left the imperial capital for more than 30 years, and this time he came to participate in the year-end summary meeting of the Southeast Bureau, which made Boss Chen quite worried, and thought that something big had happened that we couldn't control, but his old man didn't say anything, but specially told you to meet him later-hey, did he appear here specifically to see you once?" ”

Lao Zhao made a joke and laughed to himself, and I asked again unwillingly: "Xu Yingyu?" ”

Lao Zhao nodded, stepped forward and pulled my sleeve, and dragged him outside: "Yes, Dazhi Ruo is stupid, but there have been many years when no one dares to call him to his face, you will see you in a while, pay attention to your own politeness, don't bump into this great god." ”

I followed Lao Zhao towards the door, on the east side of the second floor of the conference center, the senior brother was walking out of a room, saw me, patted me on the shoulder, put his head to my ear, and said quietly: "Old Xu is old, you should pay attention when you talk for a while, don't be surprised, delay things in vain." ”

Hearing the inexplicable words of the senior brother, I was confused, and I didn't know what he wanted to express.

When I walked to the door, a man in black stopped me and searched my body, took out the shock mirror and a bunch of scattered things from my arms, and pointed to the locust wood sign on my chest at the end, and told me to take it off and keep it for him. There are Duoduo and sleeping demons in the Huaimu card, except for the miscellaneous hairy path, I will not give them to anyone, so I shook my head and refused, the man in black asked me to cooperate with his work, and I also explained to him the importance of this thing to me, so stalemate for a while, and a deep voice came from inside: "Xiaohu, don't fight, you let him come in directly." ”

After receiving the order, the man in black reluctantly pushed the door open and let me in.

This is a small reception room, and behind the table in the middle sits the old man who had just spoken, and I glanced at him, feeling much older than Xu Yingzhi, eighty or ninety years old, in his old age, his hair was neatly combed, a pair of swollen eye bubbles, and some liquid eye droppings at the corners of his eyes, hidden behind reading glasses as thick as the caps of beer bottles.

This person has a restrained temperament, just like those ordinary old people in the nursing home, his eyes have no light, and his body trembles a little from time to time, and he can't see that this old man is one of the most influential people in the huge department of the Religious Affairs Bureau, which is hidden behind the iceberg.

I just glanced at it, then lowered my head, not daring to look again, I felt that the old man in front of me was like Xu Yingzhi, with a terrifying power that made people penetrate deep into the soul.

I lowered my head, but the old man smiled faintly and asked with interest, "Why, you should recognize my old face, right?" ”

I nodded yes, and I remember it vividly. The old man asked again, "Then you should know what to call me?" I nodded, shook my head again, and said that you are one of the founders of the Religious Affairs Bureau and a veteran of the Republic.

The corners of the old man's mouth pursed, and he seemed to be a little unhappy: "Lu Zuo, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid with me?" ”

Hearing him say this, I stopped being hypocritical, and bowed my head directly, and greeted: "Junior, Lu Zuo, meet my uncle!" ”

This cheerful action won the favor of the old man, and he stretched out his hand to greet me, "Good, good! When you shouted, Uncle Shi shouted, what I have helped you say in the past two years is not in vain. Sit down and let me take a good look at you. ”

In front of such an old-timer, I didn't dare to say a word, I sat down obediently, the old man looked at me for a few minutes, nodded and said, "Well, Long Laolan taught a good apprentice......

Seeing this old man's kind appearance, I was a little embarrassed, touched my head, and said ashamed, when my grandmother was alive, I didn't know the doorway here, most of the time I worked outside to struggle, and before she died, I barely accompanied her for a few days, so it was really a little unfilial. Why, Uncle Shi, do you recognize my grandmother?

The old man named Xu Yingyu nodded, sighed, and said that when I left Dunzhai, she was the most watery little girl in the whole village, more beautiful than the lotus flowers by the lotus pond, and brighter than the crescent moon. Alas, the older generation has passed away one by one, and now is the age of your youth......

He sighed, then lowered his head and asked, "Lu Zuo, do you know why I came all the way here?" ”

I nodded, saying that it was for Xu Yingzhi?

He was silent, and after half a minute, he said that you are a smart and delicate child, so tell me, what is the relationship between me and him? I cautiously said, "You are senior brothers, right?" Xu Yingyu grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said that he was not only a senior brother, but also a brother, Xu Yingzhi was the younger brother of my mother's compatriot, and your grandmother's master was our cousin, did you know this?

I was a little surprised, but then it dawned on me that yes, yes, no wonder you look so similar and have this relationship. But it's not surprising to think about it carefully, Dunzhai used to be a relatively closed Miao village, and it was intermarried all the year round, so that all the houses in the village had some kinship, but in this case, why did I never hear the old family mention you?

I smiled and said that if someone knows that your old man is such a big official in the central government, our county cadres there will not be able to pay tribute to you every year, running away from policies and poverty alleviation funds?

I was not afraid of Xu Yingyu's identity, but I talked to him blindly, and the wrinkles on his brows also stretched, saying that I have been working on the secret front all my life, and it is useless for them to come to me. As for why you never go back to Dunzhai, it involves the secrets of the older generation, have you ever wanted to hear it?

I nodded, and said that if there was nothing particularly secret, it would be okay to hear about it.

Xu Yingyu raised his head, the orange light of the desk shone on his face engraved with the vicissitudes of time, the old age spots loomed, and he seemed to fall into the deep memory of an unforgettable time-

At that time, Luo 18 was a beggar of the Han family, from Huaihua in Xiangxi Province to Jingxian County, over 100,000 mountains, all the way snakes, insects and rats, and finally in Dadunzi Town, which is still a lively mountain group, was dying, and when he was about to die, he was saved by the goddess of Dunzhai Miao Gu, and then I don't know how much hardship and suffering it took to inherit a karmic skill.

However, at that time, the Dunzhai Miao Gu had fallen, and the scenery of the past was no longer restored, in the troubled times of the warlord melee, the villagers in the village were always bullied, Luo Eighteen had a violent personality, and always loved to resist, and as a result, he was chased like a dead dog, and he almost died in the Qingshan realm after the worst.

But when everyone thought he was dead, he came back, like the king coming, calling himself Luo Eighteen, and exterminating all the warlords and bullies who had bullied him and bullied Miao Village, with an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a great reputation at a young age, and then began to accept Xu Yingyu as an apprentice, creating a great foundation, and now recalling it, it is like a dream......

I heard Xu Yingyu talk about Luo Eighteen and call him by his name instead of using an honorific title, and I couldn't help but have some doubts in my heart.

In fact, I have always been a little apprehensive in my heart, speaking of which, I am the enemy of the boss of the General Administration in front of me, so there is a good reason for people to cut me with a thousand knives. This Xu Yingyu is really a big man who has been in the political situation for a long time, and his ability to observe words and expressions is admirable, and when he saw my hesitant face, he stopped recalling and said to me: "What, do you think that I am a little disrespectful to Luo Eighteen by his name?" ”

Talking to such a character, it is inevitable to hide it, but it is really not appropriate to be simple and direct, I thought about it for a while, and then said: "My master is my grandmother, and I don't get along much on weekdays, but when I see other people, I have always been respectful to my master, so I have some doubts......"

Xu Yingyu smiled and said that he accepted apprentices back then, so we asked us to call him Luo Eighteen, saying that this is an honorific title - he was born a deviant person, and his temperament is also different from others. Speaking of which, he expelled Yingzhi back then, and I left Miao Jiang angrily and joined the revolution, which also has a lot to do with his eccentric character......

The grievances and hatreds of this old generation are quite complicated, and I don't dare to talk nonsense, so I just nodded, he saw my scruples, and finally restrained his smile, stared at me and said slowly: "Okay, gossip, now let's talk about the matter between you and my brother Xu Yingzhi, right?" ”