Chapter three hundred and forty second death
The hills are not high, only seven or eight meters away from the road below. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are small slopes. The hills are very long and slowly extend and rise. The farthest place seems to be connected to Cuiping Mountain.
In other words, the asphalt road connecting the 301 Provincial Daodejiang section and the 201 National Highway Shu section is actually a mountain-passing highway.
There are hills on both sides of the road. The hills on the other side of the road that Qiu Yuejin stands are more like a landslide lake. After a breakthrough of more than ten meters, it is a landslide lake covering an area of over 100 acres formed by the Minjiang River diverted into the bay.
The lake is not wide, but the lake water is very deep, even a man who is good at swimming cannot get the bottom.
There are many mountains in Shu, and it is not easy to open up fields. There are naturally fields with water. Therefore, many terraced fields were cut along the hills, all relying on this lake to irrigate.
The deep lake is facing the sky and hangs on the side of the road, but no one points out the dangers in it.
After all, if there is continuous clouds, the rain will surge and the lake will overflow, it is very likely that it will flow backwards.
But this highway is too important and is an important hub for communicating the two main roads. The Minjiang River is vast and manpower is to force the river to divert its route, unless the province has the determination and courage of the state to run the Three Gorges Dam and spends a lot of manpower and material resources. It is purely a fantasy to do this.
No matter what the reason, this dangerous landslide lake continues to exist. There has never been any danger in the past decades. Instead, it irrigates the terraced fields under the hill year after year. Over time, people remember that it is the moisturizing of this lake, so how can there be any danger?
Obviously, Qiu Yanei saw the trick and then had an idea.
It was late autumn. The weather was getting colder. Qiu Yanei was wrapped in a thick military coat and stood in the air outlet. His face was still trembling with his blue teeth. His hands were inserted into his pockets, and his whole body was almost curled up.
This was the third time that Qiu Yanei came here and stood and looked around. The first two times he came and returned in a hurry in the night, as if he was afraid that others would find out.
But this time, he stopped for a very long time. He covered his clothes very tightly, with a military coat and an otter fur hat, just like a hunter who was about to enter the old forest in the northeast in the cold winter.
Yes. It is worth Qiu Yanei's greatest attention here. Sherlock Holmes was almost ruined. He could not find any useful methods. However, the ancient saying is that reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. It played the most important role at the last critical moment.
After searching all the geographical maps, Qiu Yuejin finally got a glimpse of the last hope here.
After considering the whole matter three times, Qiu Yanei asked himself that he had made a complete plan. When a small red flag suddenly erected on the hillside, it waved twice. Qiu Yanei felt a sense of heat for no reason, which made him hot all over, and the cold wind that came from the mountains became casual.
Suddenly, Qiu Yanei straightened his body and silently said in his heart, "Why do you need to bury your bones? Life is the end of this! Go well, Xue Xiang!"
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Plum Garden, Anfu Hall.
This is a newly built large tile house, leaning against the east end of Raotian Qushui.
Every day, there is the most sunshine here, which is a great place to spend the winter for the elderly who are afraid of the cold.
In the afternoon, the old leader leaned on the rattan chair that the guard had already arranged, and got up to sleep.
The rattan chair is placed next to several clusters of willow branches, and the warm sun passes through the gaps of the willow branches, which not only ensures the temperature but does not be too dazzling.
The thick wool cushioned on the rattan chair and a layer of lynx leather soft coat is not only thin but also breathable and warm, it is most suitable for the elderly to have lunch breaks.
Originally, after lunch every day, the old leader took a few steps and lie on this rattan chair and would fall asleep quickly.
However, this day was very weird. After dinner, the old man walked around the front and back of the house for five times, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.
I forced myself to lie on the rattan chair. I thought I would fall asleep as soon as I lay down. I never thought that the more I lay down, the more complicated I felt, and I felt a little anxious.
This feeling made the old man very strange.
Yes, there is nothing new in this world to him, and what else hasn't been experienced before.
No matter how big the difficulties are, it is the most difficult time, and the old man is calm and happy and faces them.
This inexplicable anxiety really made the old man curious.
Just as the old man was about to get up, he heard a noise coming from the gravel road along the stream on the left, among which the voices of the southern comrades were the loudest.
"Uncle Wu, Uncle Shi, Uncle Feng, Uncle Wei, and Brother Ge Yang, Brother Pengcheng, and others, if you have anything to do, you have to come to see your father now. He is resting... Don't believe it, look, aren't the old man sleeping under the tree there? As I said, if there is anything, you can make the decision. The old man has been hiding in the plum garden. The picture is just a purity. Why are you not satisfied with such a small request?"
Comrade Nanfang was complaining, but his feet were not slow at all.
He was addicted to acting a one-man show, and the old leader suddenly sat up, "Comrade Southern, don't be silly, yang, your performance skills are really not enough. If you like acting, you can go to the National Theater or the Bayi Studio tomorrow."
As he said that, the old man lifted up the soft fur coat he had put on his body and walked over to everyone.
After his words, Comrade Nanfang was so embarrassed that he hurriedly hid in the back of the people in two steps.
"Lao Nan, don't say that Xiao Fang, it's yours. If you didn't take this laziness at the beginning, there would be no such things as you are now. What should you discuss should be a result, otherwise it will be difficult for people to settle..."
Mr. Wu happily took the matter.
"What kind of thing is hard to settle for? I think it's a worry about the sky. How big a thing can it be? I'll emphasize it again. I just have one opinion. For some comrades who have always performed well and worked hard, I don't ask for full blame. The cause of the Party and the people, as well as the future succession force, need such comrades to protect them. That's it, you can discuss it. No matter what the result is, I will obey the organization's decision!"
The old man's tone is not very good.
Indeed, these days, he was really a little sad about the troubles caused by the National Day celebrations that day.
As time goes by, even the old man himself has to admit that his decision may have been really abrupt.
In the eyes of some people, a routine business has become a signal of inheritance, and this huge storm has been caused for no reason.
In the past, after the old man made his statement so clearly, it was basically the final result.
However, this time, the old man finished speaking, it seemed that he suddenly ignited the topic and kept discussing it.
Just as the debate was about to fall into heat, the roar of the engine suddenly came not far away.
Now everyone stopped arguing and looked at the sound with surprise.
Indeed, it is not surprising that there is an engine sound elsewhere, but this is Meiyuan, so how can cars be allowed to drive in here?
After seeing the license plate clearly, everyone became more and more curious.
Not long after, the car was approaching and Comrade Guoguang almost rushed down. Before his body could stand firm, he spit out a shocking news.
Xue Xiang is dead!
As soon as these words came out, he threw a giant bomb between the fields without hesitation.
Even the people in the venue have experienced many vicissitudes and have experienced all the ups and downs, and are all shocked by the news.
The old leader's body shook obviously. If the Southern Comrade had not seen the opportunity quickly and ran over to support the old man, I really wouldn't know how unexpected would have happened.
To be honest, Xue Xiang is just a small person. At least on the scene, he is a small person. Even if he is young and talented, he is a veteran who is handsome in the party and unparalleled in the country. It is nothing at this level.
Moreover, all of you in the field were from a warrior who rushed out of a cannonball flying everywhere and blood and fire from the rain of bullets. How could you do this because of the death of a young man?
The reason is that each has its own thoughts and shocks. In short, there are only three types.
One is like the old leader, who cherishes his talents. I am afraid that only they know how capable Xue Laosan is. Not to mention that Xue Laosan performs his duties, he has revitalized the achievements of one economy in various places. After all, if the economy is alive and at the national level, it is not a big deal.
The key is that the greenhouse vegetables and hope feeds created by the person are mostly replicated. The most amazing thing is that the rural contract responsibility system is pioneered and piloted, which can be said to have completely solved the debates among senior management and eventually became a new agricultural model promoted nationwide.
Of course, what the old leader values most is to make achievements in theory, be able to develop the economy, and at most a local leader. After all, the more you reach the top, the more you need a view of the overall situation. When this view of the overall situation rises to the end, the theory is formed, which becomes an indispensable political wisdom to solve major problems.
Many cadres lack this overall view and theoretical literacy. Undoubtedly, the Xue family boy is an expert in this area.
The great discussion on truth, the distinction between capital and society, the theory of socialism and the dual system of one country, and the critical moment, the Xue family boys always have arisen.
Such a talented person, the old leader vaguely believed in his heart that this was a gift from heaven.
The great honor he has given him since he was a child was that he climbed the tower a few days ago. In front of everyone, the old leader did not say much to anyone, but only joked with the boy from the Xue family. This is a manifestation of importance.
But now, this genius who made great achievements has gone with the wind without warning, which is simply unbelievable to the old man!
The other is the elderly who obviously have conflicts with the Xue family boy. Their mood is complicated. On the one hand, they cherish the loss of talents like the old leader, and on the other hand, they feel different.
Third, is it completely involved in Xue Xiang's death itself. Is it an accident or a long-planned plan? Could it be another shocking case?
Soon, the sad, the entangled... everyone's attention re-answered the starting point of the question, Xue Xiang's death!
Is it a conspiracy? Or an accident?
After a little thought, everyone's mind unconsciously turned to the latter. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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Chapter completed!