Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Chapter 385: Book of Rites

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On the one hand, it is the feeling of "letting a small family for everyone"; on the other hand, it is the reality of "achieving everyone and succeeding in a small family". This is a enthusiastic contrast between a spirit full of dedication and a realistic return full of surprises. It is also the most popular story for Chinese people.

  

   This is like the story of "I can't pick up gold, but I was given ten times the cash by the owner." Picking up gold is a well-publicized good character, but what hides under picking up gold is a personal sacrifice. The money that has already been collected has to be returned to strangers who don’t know who it is. Such a story is far from being a story. A good story, at least not a good story that the public likes.

  

   However, if the owner's generous donation and full gratitude are added, the uncomfortable part of the story will be removed, leaving only noble and beautiful, and there is also a sense of expectation of winning the prize.

  

   Both fame and fortune!

  

   is like a fairy tale.

  

   In Comrade Song Jian's view, Yang Feng's life is like a fairy tale.

  

   At work, Yang Feng, as the party secretary of the agricultural township, has a huge workload. Just like Song Jian said, whether it is voluntary or involuntary, most of the top leaders are busy, and few can take care of work and family.

  

   This is a kind of dedication and dedication, which is exactly the revolutionary spirit that the Propaganda Department needs to propagate.

  

   But it's like picking up gold without ignorance. Behind the revolutionary spirit, there is personal loss in it. As the Minister of Propaganda, Song Jian often said something that "regardless of personal gains and losses", however, how can normal people ignore personal gains and losses.

  

   The crackdown has started for a period of time, and it has also caused new problems in the party’s propaganda work. "Lack of teaching children" can be said to be a subjective laxity, but it cannot be denied that for many middle and senior officials, "Lack of teaching children" is objectively difficult. It is naturally difficult for officials to devote their time to their careers. Have time to educate your children.

  

  How to balance work and life is a difficult puzzle.

  

   But as a cadre of the propaganda department, Song Jian does not need to solve this problem, he only needs to come up with a propaganda model.

  

   Yang Feng is the best case he has seen, and he is also recognized as a "Wizard" by the Propaganda Department of the Hedong Provincial Party Committee!

  

   On that day, when I saw the report materials about Yang Feng, the entire Hedong Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department was excited because of the excitement of the Minister.

  

   Song Jian, as the director of the Research Office of the Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department, did not do any detailed tasks. It was also because of Yang Feng's representativeness and the minister's attention that he came out in person and brought reporters and cameramen in one breath.

  

The economic level of Xizhaizi Township is average, but Yang Feng’s performance ranks in the upper reaches of measuring other aspects of the work of the whole township. In fact, the economic growth rate of Xizhaizi Township has also exceeded the average of the townships in the province, which shows that Yang Feng is a Qualified and slightly prominent managers.

  

   As far as the family is concerned, the Propaganda Department has no intention of pursuing happiness. All they need to know is that Yang Feng's son has outstanding achievements.

  

  In the 80's people's thinking, a child's academic performance is good, that is a great achievement for the family. Written in the propaganda materials, "His son was admitted to Peking University with the highest score in the country", which is also more convincing than "marital harmony, father and son filial piety".

  

Song Jian even said with envy after organizing the talks on behalf of the organization: "The ancients said that the self-cultivation of the family governs the country and the world. In my opinion, there is no one in ten who can achieve self-cultivation, but can achieve self-cultivation. People, there is no one in a hundred, all four, no one in a million, Comrade Lao Yang, what a blessing, what a great!"

  

   Reporter Wang worked hard to write and wrote down this passage first.

  

   Comrade Yang Feng said in a complicated mood: "I personally can't talk about self-cultivation, and the governance of the country and the world is irrelevant. I can't afford it."

  

"The Book of Rites is about the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. In the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, the country where the Cheqiancheng was a big country, and the one with a hundred rides cannot be said to be small. If you talk about the population under management, it may not be as good Our current township." Song Jian pulled a little text, and then said: "How difficult it is to manage a town of tens of thousands of people, I can't tell you. There are more than a dozen people in our research room. It's easy, let alone a township. Comrade Yang, you can definitely afford it, not only can you afford it, but you must continue to support it. If there are thousands of township party committees like you in China, Secretary, if there are hundreds of mayors like you, the world of Datong will not be far away."

  

   "Absurd praise, absurd praise." Yang Feng was said to be relieved. He usually doesn't like to go to the cities and provinces, he just doesn't like to look at the faces of senior officials, especially young middle and senior officials, who have always been the most unwelcome leaders in these towns. In the villages and towns, they are the emperors who speak their words. When they go to the field, it seems that everyone is higher than them. However, when the middle and high-level officials in the field are also flattering, the acidity has suddenly increased.

  

   Song Jian moved his butt, sat down near Yang Feng, and said with a smile: "I'm not complimenting, it's a statement, it's a description. It's telling the truth."

  

   "You are giving me Ecstasy."

  

   "If all cadres all over the country can be like your old Yang, I will open an Ecstasy factory and be the workshop director."

  

   "Who is the director of that."

  

   "Of course it is our minister."

  

   Yang Feng was taken aback, laughed haha, and said: "I think your level of Ecstasy is at least at the ministerial level. You deserve to be a person who has studied the Book of Rites, and Shen Du's skills have been practiced."

  

   Song Jian’s eyes lit up in an instant, and he said, “It’s the old gentleman who is cautious about what he doesn’t see, and he’s afraid of what he doesn’t hear...”

  

   "Don't see it, don't see it, don't show it, so the gentleman is cautious about his independence." Yang Feng continued.

  

   Song Jian nodded again and again: "No wonder Lao Yang, you can teach a son who is a champion. The father's level is placed here, and the son's level is too low..."

  

   Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "My son, there is no need for me to teach..."

  

   "This is the imperceptible power, um, we have to add this to our materials." Song Jian was very excited to chat with Yang Feng about the ritual.

  

   Yang Feng was also pleased by what he said, and the conversation grew stronger.

  

In China in the 1980s, books were scarce and education was poor, especially in the grass-roots areas. People who only read "Selected Works of Mao" in their entire life were there, and there were many people who could only memorize quotations. There was no internet and libraries all over the country, and they couldn't afford books. As for the young people who stay up late to copy books, there are more people who can't afford books and don't copy books.

  

Below the cities and counties, they claim to be a big boss, but in fact they are eight out of ten of the cadres at the grassroots level. Among the remaining adults, it’s not surprising that Shendu knows that Shendu comes from the Book of Rites, and it’s rare to memorize it. Up.

  

The research room of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee is a place where high-level intellectuals gather. Song Jian likes to talk about ancient Chinese most. You Xiliji. At this time, he ran into Yang Feng, just like the captain of a university team returning to his hometown for Chinese New Year. High-level e-sports folks are just as excited.

  

   After a while, the two fell into a heated discussion side by side.

  

The three people next to them had no choice but to watch them discussing. They couldn’t put a word into it. They had to pay attention to the expressions on their faces, for fear that they would show a bored look and be seen by the leader. It was like a spare tire for watching a ballet. I don't dare to appreciate it, it's really in dire straits.

  

   A cup of strong tea is brewed and brewed again. When the brew is tasteless, the bladder starts to molest the brain.

  

  Reporter Wang brought his legs together, and when he couldn't clamp it, he simply let go of his hand and "failed" to break the teacup.

  

   "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Reporter Wang hurriedly bent over to pick up the debris, and accidentally pierced his hand.

  

   "Hurry up and bandage, hey, Lao Yang, I'm sorry, I broke your such good export porcelain to pieces." Song Jian instantly got up and apologized, but he stunned Reporter Wang.

  

   Export porcelain or something, it sounds very expensive.

  

   Yang Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, my son gave me several sets in one go. I just took them out because they looked good, and they broke them when they broke them."

  

   "Your son is filial to you? Oh, I'm so embarrassed, let me take a look..." Song Jian looked at it, his eyes gradually became serious, and slowly said, "This is the work of a master of arts and crafts..."

  

   Reporter Wang couldn't hold his **** hands anymore, and repeated: "Master of arts and crafts?"

  

He certainly knows the master of arts and crafts, which is the highest title for arts and crafts workers in China, and the works made by the masters of arts and crafts, whether it is porcelain, inkstone, lacquer, or woodware, are super first-class works. The average salary in China is two per year. At the moment of thousands of yuan, a set of export porcelain at the Canton Fair often sells hundreds or even thousands of yuan, and the works of arts and crafts masters often reach thousands of yuan. They are the leaders in foreign exchange earning in some provinces.

  

   Thinking that I had deliberately smashed an object worth thousands of dollars because of a pee, Reporter Wang couldn't wait to swing a knife from the palace.

  

   Yang Feng didn't care, and said, "When the technology invented by my son is sold for money, he will buy something and return it to us. This set, I just put it in the office to treat guests. If it is broken, it won't affect it, it's okay."

  

"This one……"

  

   "It's okay, after you go to my house to see, the mess in the room is all these foreign goods, one or two pieces will not affect it."

  

   "Yang Rui buys a house of export goods? What is it for?"

  

"I said it was waiting for the appreciation. I didn't agree with it before. Later, he bought a batch of stamps, which increased by tens of thousands in a few months. We have no position to disagree. Now, the family has built two special stamps. There is a room for him to keep things, that is, the village is big, otherwise, his messy things will not be able to put it down... Yang Rui has a technical cooperation with a British foreign-funded enterprise, and he has made a lot of money. I reported to the organization." Yang Feng said a few more words, which also saved the other party's psychological pressure.

  

  Song Jian nodded silently. 1984 was a year when stamps grew wildly. Many ordinary people in Pingjiang had their stamps doubled dozens of times. Therefore, when Yang Feng talked about stamps, a few people understood it.

  

However, breaking the porcelain means breaking the porcelain. Song Jian wanted to say that he would lose money to Yang Feng, but he looked back at Reporter Wang. He couldn't bear to let him lose more than half of his salary. He coughed and said, "Lao Wang, Yang. You heard what the secretary said, go out and get better with Lao Liu, take more photos, and polish a good article carefully..."

  

   "Director Song, Secretary Yang, don't worry, I have to write this article even if I don't sleep." Lao Wang didn't know how to express his affirmation, so he could only tighten his muscles.

  

   Song Jian nodded slowly and asked, "Lao Yang, what do you think."

  

   Yang Feng is also an exquisite grassroots official~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a smile: "Then I would like to thank Reporter Wang in advance. It is best to write a good article. It is unnecessary without sleeping."

  

  Reporter Wang smiled and said: "Then I will go out with Lao Liu. Let's find some material first, and we must make a brilliant report."

  

   "Should be brilliant in our province, maybe we can also be brilliant in Beijing, well, it's all up to you." Song Jian smiled.

  

   Yang Feng was heartbroken.

  

   If it shines in Beijing, it will be heard in the world. The first thing Yang Feng thought of was Jiao Yulu.

  

   The only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was Yang Rui. He is not happy to touch his son's light. Fortunately, the conversation just diluted his emotions.

  

   "Maybe we really did something." Yang Feng thought to himself. He had many opportunities to leave Xizhaizi Township to take a post in Xi County. Out of the idea that he would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, Yang Feng did not fight for those bureaucratic positions.

  

   However, if, as Song Jian said, he was a typical province, he would be able to do more positions. Not to mention his ambitions, he would at least be able to do something that he wanted to do before but was unable to do it.

  

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