Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Is it destined that grandpa's life span will be these few years? Feng Sizhe shook his head. Deep down, he was very afraid of losing his grandpa, an old man who had a very important influence on his life.

"This... this is nothing. When you come back this time, just talk to grandpa and make him happy. Then when nothing important happens, go back to Jiaoliao and work hard." Zhao Lishu seemed to want to say something but hesitated, but finally changed the subject and spoke softly.

"Second aunt, now that I'm back, is there anything you can't tell me? Do you still think I'm too young and I can't make correct judgments on some things?" Feng Sizhe said angrily. He felt that there was something behind his second aunt's words. Thinking that he couldn't even know the truth at this time, of course he would be very angry.

Having been the governor and the party secretary for several years, he was already very powerful. When he got angry, even Zhao Lishu felt the pressure. She was stunned for a moment, then said, "Xiaozhe, I'm not telling you because it's for your own good."

"Okay, second aunt, don't beat around the bush with me. You know, I'm from the Zhao family. If something happens in this family, do you think I can really stay out of it? Right? Now all you need to do is tell me what happened, and let's all work together to find a solution." Feng Sizhe complained bitterly. If he wanted to know what happened, as long as he mobilized people to investigate, there would be results soon. But he really couldn't wait any longer.

Feng Sizhe's words finally moved Zhao Lishu, or it could be said that she called Feng Sizhe originally to ask him to come back and solve the problem. Now she has also said what she should remind, and she should make things clear.

"Okay, Xiaozhe, since you said so, I can't hide it from you anymore. It's like this. Assistant Li was suddenly taken away by the military discipline inspection commission, and they broke into our Zhao family compound to arrest him." Zhao Lishu really wanted to shock people with his words. Suddenly, such a shocking event came out of his mouth.

"What?" Even though Feng Sizhe had extraordinary concentration, he was still dizzy at this moment, because he really couldn't imagine that something like this would happen? Assistant Li, isn't that Major General Li Zhiyong? He is a popular person around Grandpa, and has been with Grandpa for more than 30 years. It can be said that Grandpa and even the Zhao family trust him. In a way, arresting him is no different from arresting the Zhao family. More importantly, arresting someone is just arresting someone, but actually arresting someone in the Zhao family courtyard is equivalent to giving the Zhao family a slap in the face, especially for Grandpa, who is so face-conscious. After such a thing, it is no wonder that the old man is depressed and sick.

Feng Sizhe was shocked for more than a minute until he woke up after hearing his second aunt's cry. Then he asked, "Second aunt? What's going on? Can you tell me?"

"I really don't know about this. I wasn't here at the time. I heard about it later and asked someone to tell me, but they did tell me that this involves some disciplinary issues." Zhao Lishu was still a little embarrassed when she said these words. She was probably aware that they were just trying to fool her. As politicians, they naturally knew how important the art of language is.

Feng Sizhe could understand why his second aunt didn't know about it. Although she was the second daughter of Mr. Zhao, she was not a high-ranking official after all, and she was a woman, so it was understandable that she was not valued by others. If she was involved in a small matter, she would naturally be able to find out some inside information, but when it came to a big matter like Assistant Li, she really couldn't help.

At the same time, Feng Sizhe thought of his uncle Zhao Wanyong, who is now the Chief of the General Staff. His position and power are extremely high. Since it is a matter of the military discipline inspection commission, he should not be unaware of it, so he said, "Aunt, didn't you ask my uncle about this matter? What did he say?"

"Don't mention your second uncle. He went on a visit abroad. I called him and he just said not to worry and he would understand the situation when he comes back." Zhao Lishu said helplessly.

"What about my uncle?" Feng Sizhe continued to ask.

"Well, your uncle works in the Central Security Bureau, so it's not easy for him to find out about these things. After all, we don't know what Assistant Li is up to. If I get involved too much, I'm afraid people will talk about me." Zhao Lishu continued to explain.

That’s right, Zhao Wangang’s position means that his every move is under too much scrutiny, so it’s really difficult for him to ask too many questions about such matters.

After thinking about it, Feng Sizhe smiled helplessly. Although the Zhao family had a lot of people, it seemed that if something happened, they still had to take care of it themselves. "Okay, second aunt, I'll go see grandpa now. I'll ask someone for the details."

In the main hall of the courtyard, after Feng Sizhe visited his grandfather who was lying in bed and unable to get up, he was called to another room by his grandmother.

He Jiayu, the old lady who followed Mr. Zhao around the country and always seemed to be the manager of the Zhao family's internal affairs, stared at Feng Sizhe intently, as if her eyes could see through him.

"Zhe'er, was it your second aunt who asked you to come back?" The first sentence He Jiayu spoke sounded somewhat unhappy.

Feng Sizhe replied calmly, "No, I just happened to be back in Beijing to attend a meeting, but I didn't expect Grandpa to suddenly be ill. Grandma, why didn't you send someone to inform me when this happened?"

"Don't change the subject. Since you don't admit it, I won't say much. But I still have to tell you that your grandpa's health will slowly get better. Don't worry too much. It's better to finish the meeting and leave early this time." He Jiayu looked at Feng Sizhe's refusal to admit it, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. How could she not guess why her grandson suddenly came back? But what she knew more clearly was that this time it was clear that someone wanted to harm the Zhao family, and the matter involved a lot. She was worried that her grandson would fall into the other party's trap if he intervened in this matter.

Mr. Zhao has said more than once that Feng Sizhe is definitely the Zhao family's best-looking grandson and even the country's future hope, and he must not make any mistakes. Just for this sentence, He Jiayu should remind him.

"Yes, grandma, Zhe'er knows what to do." Feng Sizhe lowered his head, looking like a filial son and grandson, but in fact he had already made up his mind that he would take care of this matter. Because the root of the matter was not aimed at Elder Zhao, an old man who had retired long ago, even if he had influence, could not change some fundamental things. On the contrary, his existence as a support for Feng Sizhe was definitely a great help, and this great help was not what some people wanted to see, so they wanted to cut it off early.

Even Feng Sizhe could vaguely guess who was behind this incident, but he really didn't have much time to settle the score with him. He had to investigate the matter first and get over this turmoil in the Zhao family.

Feng Sizhe's "inconsistency" made Old He sigh. She understood her grandson well and knew that he was probably deceiving her, but that was all she could say. She hoped that he could understand her good intentions. Of course, if Young Master Feng really wanted to take care of this matter, then Old He would definitely not ignore it. Although Old Zhao was in poor health now, Old He still had to stand up at the critical moment and speak for her good grandson.

After Feng Sizhe walked out of the somewhat depressing Zhao family courtyard, he immediately called Comrade Wang Zerong and said that he wanted to meet with him about something.

Wang Zerong is now the secretary of the Z Discipline Inspection Commission and one of the seven big bosses. Not everyone can meet him if they want. Of course, Feng Sizhe is definitely an outlier, because without the full support of Master Feng, perhaps he would not have achieved what he has today.

Wang Zerong asked Feng Sizhe to wait for him at Qingfeng Teahouse, where Young Master Feng was warmly received by Liu Meir. Even when she saw him in person, Liu Meir asked somewhat unwillingly whether it was because Secretary Wang was in a high position and had great power that Feng Sizhe rarely came, because she was afraid that someone would say that he was currying favor with the leader.

Feng Sizhe waved his hands quickly to indicate that it was absolutely impossible. The reason why he didn't come was because everyone was very busy with work. In the recent crackdown on gangs in Jiaoliao, it seemed that everything was going smoothly, but for all this, he didn't know how many plans he had made behind the scenes to achieve such a victory. And Wang Zerong had just become the head of the Discipline Inspection Commission, and he also had a lot of work to do.

Listening to Feng Sizhe's reasonable explanation, Liu Meir smiled happily. Obviously, she was very happy that Feng Sizhe could still maintain a good relationship with Wang Zerong.

"Sizhe, I'm not afraid to tell you that Zerong has seldom come to me recently. He gives me a feeling of being much distant. So I'm afraid that his working style will make you feel the same way. If you think so too, that would be really bad." Liu Meir shook her head and sighed, as if she was expressing her own difficulties.

Feng Sizhe looked at Liu Meir with admiration. This woman could willingly stand behind a man, silently supporting and devoting herself to him. This spirit was really touching. Perhaps this was one of the main reasons why Wang Zerong was successful. But if you think about it carefully, why aren't you the same? There will only be more women supporting you behind you.

Two hours passed as they chatted. Fortunately, Liu Meir was a disciple of tea ceremony master Wang Tianshun, and she could use excellent tea art performances to pass the time. Otherwise, Feng Sizhe would have been very anxious.

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