Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"Minister Hu, where are they?" Zhao Yiming frowned.

"Tsk."

Hu Jingan shook his head. "No one. I was just trying to scare the kid... I searched the entire village and didn't find anyone."

"Now that we have clarified the matter, we don't want the money either." Wang Wenzhi chuckled, "But you have to treat me to a meal, right? You have a very comfortable life in the village."

"That's not..."

Hu Jingan also laughed and said, "There's a half-pulled piece of beef hanging under the eaves. I'm afraid it weighs dozens of kilograms. We can't let him keep it."

"Okay, then I'll do my best to be a good host." Zhao Xiyan said helplessly.

"Then let's go."

Wang Wenzhi helped Zhao Yiming up.

"Although I am old, I don't need help."

After Zhao Yiming cursed with a smile, he was the first to walk out the door.

Others followed.

Li Baohong didn't dare to follow. This situation... If Zhao Xiyan hadn't informed him in advance, he would have been scared to death.

outside the village.

new home.

Wang Yinuo and Yan Qing squatted in the kitchen to eat with dissatisfaction, but did not curse. After all, Wang Wenzhi drove them out, probably because he had something to say.

inside the house.

Hu Jing'an and Wang Wenzhi sat on Zhao Xiyan's left and right, while Secretary Feng and Zhao Yiming sat on both sides.

However, Secretary Feng was very tactful. After drinking about half a pound of wine, he went to the village branch to rest on the grounds that he could not drink much.

"Boy, Li Jiasheng and Li Jiaqiang are Wang Liu and Zhang Qiang, right?" Hu Jing'an scolded with a smile.

"Correct."

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette and smoked it around.

"Oh, why don't you pretend anymore?" Zhao Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Minister Hu is an old hand. He has seen everything. Can I scare him?" Zhao Xiyan sighed, "It is true that I hid Yuan Cheng... I have a use for him."

"What level are you? You want to keep someone by saying 'useful'? You are too naive." Wang Wenzhi said sarcastically.

"Aren't I discussing this with you?" Zhao Xiyan said with a blink.

"What if we don't agree?" Hu Jing'an said with a smile.

"That means he has bad luck."

Zhao Xiyan sighed and said, "But...if you want to find him, it may not be that easy."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yiming asked in surprise.

"Because I don't know where he is either." Zhao Xiyan spread his hands and said, "Anyway, I just left his old mother in the village... If you want to find him, take his old mother away."

"You are still fooling us?" Hu Jing'an scolded with a smile, "You sent that kid to Shanghe Village... and then he was sent to the mountains by their village party secretary. Do you think I don't know?"

"Then send someone into the mountains to look for it." Zhao Xiyan chuckled.

"you……"

Hu Jingan was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

This is not a question of whether it can be found, but a question of whether it is worth it. There are wild beasts in the mountains now. If you lose your troops, it is not worthwhile to capture a person who is not very important.

"Why do you keep him, kid?" Wang Wenzhi frowned.

"Make money."

Zhao Xiyan laughed and said, "Do you think I just want to earn some money from the Japanese? It's a long time ago... We are not as technologically advanced as they are now, but we have a lot of things that they may not have, right?"

"For example, the ancient rice paper you made?"

Zhao Yiming joked, "You can even make that thing. You are really talented. But the rich people in Fusang... I'm afraid they will really buy it."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Wang Wenzhi and Hu Jingan immediately became interested.

"Who among those Fuso people, especially those so-called Fuso nobles, doesn't like our Chinese culture?" Zhao Xiyan curled his lips and said, "Generally speaking, Fuso nobles all know Chinese characters. They practice calligraphy and painting... Which one doesn't need good paper?"

"How many of them are there?"

Hu Jingan laughed and scolded, "Even if they eat rice paper every day, they can't use much..."

"Tsk, your thinking is limited, isn't it?" Zhao Xiyan shook his head and said, "Fusang is just the beginning... There are so many Chinese people abroad, how big is my Lijiatun? It's more than enough to support these people, isn't it?"

……

Everyone fell silent immediately.

For a long time.

Hu Jingan then said in a deep voice, "Village Chief Zhao, I can give you Yuan Cheng, but...if we need it, you have to help us."

"Minister Hu, I'm not your enemy." Zhao Xiyan said bitterly, "I'm also a cadre... Who am I working for now?"

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Don't blame me."

Hu Jingan also said with a bit of a smile, "Look at your behavior, how do you look like a cadre... Not only did you use porcelain to trick the traitors, but you also changed the names of the descendants of the two tomb robbers and sent them to the archaeological team. This is what a cadre should do."

They already knew the details of Wang Liu and Zhang Qiang.

"Minister Hu, then I have to ask you something."

Zhao Xiyan said seriously, "They didn't rob tombs, and they didn't kill or burn anything... Just because their father is a tomb robber, should we arrest and execute them?"

"Well, that's true."

Hu Jingan sighed, "The two of them joining the archaeological team really makes sense..."

"Speaking of Yuan Cheng, what did Yuan Cheng do wrong?" Zhao Xiyan sighed, "You've been bullied since you were a child, and suddenly someone finds you and says that we are the same kind of people, and we will help you get rich... What will you choose?"

"This……"

Now even Wang Wenzhi and Zhao Yiming were silent.

"He didn't do anything to harm the world. He was born a tragedy." Zhao Xiyan raised his glass and said, "We are cadres. We must learn to save people before we learn to execute people, right?"

"well said."

Hu Jingan praised, "Now I think you look a bit like a cadre... You should learn to save people before you learn to execute them. This is a very good saying."

"I am a cadre myself, and I have hundreds of people under me." Zhao Xiyan scolded with a smile.

"That's not true...all the village party secretaries are his subordinates." Wang Wenzhi joked.

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Boy, do you want to go back to Beijing?" Zhao Yiming chuckled. "Wan Youlin is trying every possible way to get you back... If you just nod, I'll send you to the Ministry of Culture."

"With your talent, you will definitely be able to realize your ambitions there."

"My ambition? What is my ambition? To write two more books or to get a higher salary?"

Zhao Xiyan sighed, "People won't die if they don't read a novel, but if they don't have food to eat, they will starve to death..."

"You've taught me a lesson."

Zhao Yiming's eyes flashed with admiration, and he chuckled, "Since you have such ambition, then work hard in the village. We will watch you from above."

"You should pay less attention to me."

Zhao Xiyan raised his glass and said, "If you guys just stare at me, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night..."

"Hahaha."

Zhao Yiming and others all burst into laughter.