Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"What do you mean?" Feng Sizhe looked at Zhang Wenjie's serious expression and he also became serious.

"Hey, what's the point? The capital is now completely dark, from top to bottom. The same is true for urban construction. Ordinary people spend most of their life savings to buy a house, but it is very likely that the house will be a shoddy construction. Just a while ago, a new building had cracks just after people moved in, and someone complained afterwards. But everyone had already reached a consensus. Who are you going to sue? Who will care? Poor people." Zhang Wenjie shook his head as he said these words. It can be seen that he was really disappointed with the officialdom in the capital.

When he was in school, Zhang Wenjie was known as a good guy, which meant that he would turn a blind eye to most things as long as they were bearable. But even he couldn't stand it, so you can imagine how bad the situation there was.

"Is this really the case? Don't the officials in your area know about this? Don't the provincial party committee leaders know about this?" Feng Sizhe asked with some disbelief.

The capital province is the most populous province in the country, and its geographical area is not small. Its stability is related to the stability and unity of the entire country. If something happens there, it can be said that the impact on the whole country is very wide.

"Clear? Know? How could they not know? It's just that everyone from top to bottom is their people, and the money goes into their own pockets. Everyone is used to it." Zhang Wenjie sighed again and said.

"Yes, I know something about this. Just talking about education funding, the capital province asks the central government for more than any other province. And according to the comrades we sent to the capital, the school construction there is indeed not that good." Ye Zhong, who worked in the Ministry of Education, also chimed in.

"How could such a thing happen? I wonder where the chaos is the most serious in your area?" Feng Sizhe couldn't help but ask anxiously when he heard that Chengcheng had such a big problem.

"Everywhere is in chaos, but the worst is public security. Let me tell you, people on the street don't dare to go out alone at night, especially girls, because if they dare to go out alone, they may encounter many unbearable things." Zhang Wenjie briefly talked about his understanding of his place. Thinking of the time when he came home late because of a social event and was robbed by three young men, he shook his head. Although he later reported the case and reported his position, the local police still took it very seriously and recovered his money in a short time, but what about ordinary people? Will they also be treated like this?

Hearing the good old man Zhang Wenjie describe the bad public security in the capital, Feng Sizhe became even more worried. He knew very well that if the public security in a place was not good, it often meant that the government there was not clean either. Of course, this was not something that could be changed overnight. It took a long time to develop, so solving such a problem would not be a matter of a day or a night.

Weng Houming, Zhang Wenjie, and Ye Zhong had already left, but Feng Sizhe was still restless. He took out his cell phone and called Huang Chicheng, the deputy team leader who was still working in the inspection office. "Chicheng, find me some reports about the capital area. No matter what they are about, I want to read them."

It was New Year's Day, and the whole Kyoto was surrounded by joy. Feng Sizhe, with He Shasha and his daughter Xiao Yueqing, visited many leaders' homes one after another, completing the etiquette to pay New Year's greetings.

Relatively speaking, the work in the inspection office is not as tight as working in the local area. At least you can wait until after the 15th to officially start work. During this period of time, Feng Sizhe stayed at home to accompany his grandparents. On weekdays, he was seldom so idle. Although he worked in Kyoto, apart from being able to see them at meal times, he usually had time to sit down and chat.

The weather is nice today. In the courtyard of the Zhao family courtyard, Feng Sizhe is listening to his grandfather telling stories about the war period.

When my grandfather talked about how many revolutionary martyrs sacrificed their lives and shed their blood just to create a new country and bring the greatest happiness to people, Feng Sizhe asked, "Grandpa, if the quality of life of the people in some places is worse than before, and even their personal safety cannot be fully guaranteed when they go out, what should our generation do?"

"Find out the source of the problem and solve it. Society is developing and the times are progressing. When we solve some old problems, some new situations will inevitably arise, and at this time, contemporary officials must play their due role. Revolutionary work is not static, but needs to change with the development of the times. When judging whether a policy is good or bad, it is not necessary to see whether some of its regulations can bring full benefits to the local people. For example, some things take a long time to see the benefits, so it is inevitable that some interests will be harmed in a short period of time. However, when judging whether a government is good or bad, it is necessary to look at the lives of the local people. It is a blessing for the country to keep wealth in the hands of the people. On the contrary, if the people have no money and the country has money, it cannot be said that the country is strong and it cannot be said that it has truly reached a well-off society."

After retiring these years, Zhao Mingyuan has studied a lot of books on politics, and sometimes even some economics, which is why he has made such great progress. Now when he talks about this issue, he can talk about it freely without showing any fear.

After saying all this, Zhao Mingyuan did not hear any response from his grandson, so he asked, "What's wrong? Did you hear something about people living in a certain place not having a good life, and you are worried?"

"Well, I heard that the situation in Ducheng Province is not very good, especially the public security environment there is very bad, which has brought a lot of inconvenience to the lives of local people." Feng Sizhe said these words not only because he listened to Zhang Wenjie's words, but he conducted an investigation, and the Inspectorate Office alone received a lot of complaints. Perhaps it was because the Inspectorate Office had handled several major cases since its establishment, and they were all very successful, so it naturally spread among the people, and everyone knew that there was such a powerful department in the central government, so some people sent complaints here.

Feng Sizhe had not taken it seriously before, because the reports were all trivial matters, not enough to attract their attention. But when their director Feng Sizhe took it seriously, naturally, relevant information in this regard would be sent to him continuously.

Looking at the piles of reports, Feng Sizhe had a headache. He thought the situation there would be bad, but he didn't think it would be this bad. So he wanted to do something. Of course, he was not an official of the capital province, so he couldn't do anything about the clean government there, but he could have a hand in the public security at that time. At least he could catch one or two typical cases and clean up some officials in the political and legal system. As long as he could change the public security situation there, it would be a good thing, better than doing nothing.

"Well, I've also heard something about the situation over there." After hearing what his grandson said, Zhao Mingyuan was not shocked at all. On the contrary, he said this in cooperation.

"What? Grandpa, you know." Feng Sizhe, who was pressing Mr. Zhao's shoulders, stopped curiously when he heard that his grandfather actually knew all this.

"Why shouldn't I know? You have to understand. Isn't Sasha's father the commander of the Central Plains Military Region? Ducheng Province is under the jurisdiction of the Central Plains Military Region. Naturally I should know what happened there. Well, I won't hide it from you. Shengli has even reported to me about the security problems there." Zhao Mingyuan was very energetic when he said this, which showed that he still had influence in some aspects.

"Ah? My father-in-law has reported it, so why doesn't he take action to deal with it?" Feng Sizhe knew that even the most powerful gangsters were afraid of the army. As long as He Shengli wanted to take care of this matter and send out the army, it would surely have an immediate effect.

"Hey, it's not as easy as you think. Do you know who is in charge of the Capital Province Military District? It's Wo Lingming. His elder brother is Wo Lingguang, the political commissar of the Central Plains Military District. Just think about how much pressure your father-in-law must be under to reach out to their territory. You should be clear about this." Speaking of the situation there, Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help but sigh. It was obvious that he was helpless with some of the situations there.

Speaking of Wo Lingming, perhaps not many people know him, but when it comes to his son-in-law, everyone knows him. He is the best of the younger generation of the Lu family, Lu Xingye.

Lu Xingye's wife is Wo Xiaomei, the only daughter of Wo Lingming. With the support of the Lu family, it is conceivable how powerful they will be, especially in the capital province, they are basically like local emperors.

Feng Sizhe didn't know much about the situation in this regard before. After all, he had never been there, so naturally he didn't understand the situation there completely. Now after hearing what his grandfather said, he finally understood. It turned out that the officials there also had roots. No wonder his father-in-law knew the situation there and knew that he couldn't act rashly.

"But if that's the case, then the central government just let it go and didn't think of intervening?" Feng Sizhe asked in confusion. Even my grandfather, who wasn't very familiar with local work, had heard about these things. It stands to reason that the central leaders, who have eyes and ears on all sides and have many channels of information, should have known more about these situations.

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