Xue Laosan thought he should indeed reflect, because including the time he was in Xiaoshan, this was the second time he had trapped himself in a Jedi.

Of course, the small stone cave in the Qin and Tang dynasties was not counted. It was the power of heaven and earth and the power of nature. How could he resist it?

He lost his power when he fell into a Jedi. Of course, he still had the Wushuang National Arts, and it was easy to break out, but no matter how powerful he was, how could he compete with the entire system?

Besides, what he lost at this moment was not physical strength, but the power given to him by his official status. This loss of power made him deeply humiliated and angry.

He was reflecting on what he did after coming to Mingzhu, and why he always stuck himself in a Jedi.

Arrogant? Domineering? Fierce? Causing trouble?

In an instant, these four words popped up in my mind, which were also the most comments from many elders.

At this moment, even Xue Xiang felt that he was indeed not like an official, but rather like a knight!

Because under the current system, officials do not need edges and corners, but these four words are like the four sharp corners that extend out of Xue Laosan's body, which are so sharp that they are so sharp that they are tight.

Just when Xue Xiang completed his self-reflection and believed that he should live like an official, no, like most officials.

The desolate back by the Meiyuan River suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered what he said: If you don’t do anything, you won’t be wrong! Xue Xiang, let it go!

In a blink of an eye, the results of Xue Laosan's reflection were washed away by this sentence!

"Yes, if I am really like those people, I am mediocre all day long, and with my uncle here, even if I do nothing, this official will be promoted.

But I hope to be promoted like this. Even if I am promoted to the governor and political situation, what is the point of such an official? If I really become such an official, I would rather go to Hong Kong Island and buy a big house by the beach. I drive a yacht all day long. Xiaoao's Victoria Bay is coming happily!

Besides, what mistake did I make when I came to Mingzhu? Is it wrong to deal with scum like Baye? Is it wrong to end the fight for the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang? Is it wrong to go back to the ancestral grave? Is it wrong to rush to the moonlit night on Snake Mountain? Who dares to say that he is wrong to eradicate the Qing Gang?

The Inspection Office has almost one person who is in the high position of all kinds of bad deeds in the Qing Gang. Every word is written in tears. Faced with these, can you really collect your edges?

For the country and the people, the greatest hero is the definition of a hero in the martial arts world!

Serving the people is the definition of a leader to give a real party member. What I have to do is such a party member!

Is there anything wrong!!!

Who dares to say that I am wrong!”

This is the final result of Xue Laosan's reflection!

Who would have expected that during this reflection process, the philosophical thinking of "negation and negation" occurred in his thoughts. Since then, he has no longer had any ideological concerns and has to become an official according to whose standards!

He is him! He is Xue Laosan! He is Xue Laosan who wants to do something for the people!

His goal is not simply to reach the top, but to enjoy the process of continuing to climb in his official career to do things for the people.

Xue Laosan's heart has already opened up, and he will no longer care about whether he is in line with some unspoken rules of the officialdom. He did not want to break any rules, nor did he deliberately do anything else in the officialdom. However, these so-called officialdom rules have to give way in the face of major troubles in his heart!

It seems that Xue Laosan's thoughts were a bit redundant for this moment. At least at the moment when such people are locked up and the knife is on their necks, they are still playing with this literary and freshness, which is extremely out of place.

But in fact, this kind of reflection and this kind of thinking are extremely important to Xue Laosan's entire life at this moment!

Human behavior may not require any guiding ideology, such as eating, drinking water, and doing it casually!

But as an official, an ambitious official, an official who is destined to face many difficulties, cross thousands of mountains and rivers, and is determined to reach the top, setting this guiding ideology is definitely the most important thing in the career and life of the officialdom.

Without this kind of thought, Xue Laosan was like a lonely boat floating in the officialdom without a rudder. He thought that although he had swam across the other side of the officialdom, the east wind came, the west wind came, and the west wind came, and he was shaking west, and there was no direction. When people were impulsive and domineering, he would be swaying in his heart, whether what he did was right, was it too inappropriate to do this, and when his thoughts were confused, he would be confused.

Now, Xue Laosan has controlled his mind and raised his mind to serve the country and the people. A bright moon that "serves the people" rose in his heart. In an instant, all evil people retreated and brightly shone thousands of miles away.

After completing three hours of reviewing the case and considerable introspection, Xue Laosan naturally would not forget his current situation. He would never think that he was in this comfortable conference room at this moment, waiting for someone to have a meeting.

He would not think that he was very good at this moment. On the contrary, he knew that the situation this time was thousands of times more dangerous than Xiaoshan.

When he was in Xiaoshan, he had his own allies, and even his power was far greater than his opponent. More importantly, he knew who his opponent was.

But now, at Mingzhu, what power does he have? No one who can really sit in the conference room and talk about his life and death will do his best to him, and at most he will make some righteous words.

What's even more terrifying is that until now, he still doesn't know who his opponent is!

When Xue Xiang thought of this, he wanted to slap himself ruthlessly. What he really should reflect on was that he had the idea of ​​calming down the situation.

Now he remembered that when he was sorting out desk documents by himself, he stuffed the files about Snake Mountain geography and investigation into the storage cabinet, and he wanted to buy them.

He thought that after he had stopped doing things, he would have to be calm. Now he thought, he was so naive.

Of course, he regretted that the opponent hidden behind him had already vaguely grasped some signs, at least two threads, which were worth him to catch.

One is the secret under the cliff behind the ancestral tomb of Zhaojiazhuang, Sheshan. Xue Xiang believes that there must be something different in that place. If it weren't for this, the struggle on Sheshan would not have been so great.

The second is Li Lichi, the former director of Mingzhu Municipal Bureau who had already been to Beijing as a student. When Xue Xiang thinks of this, he regrets it.

Of course, it was not that Xue Xiang still didn't want to let him go, but that Xue Xiang locked in the behind-the-scenes commander "Young Master, Mr. Hu", who was the first to tell Li Lizhi.

Xue Xiang had inquired about the identity of this young master and Mr. Hu, and even Tiejin, the local snake, had no way to know it. Therefore, Li Lizhi was the key to him leading this young master and Mr. Hu.

After all, he suffered several losses. Xue Xiang had already made him realize that this young master and Mr. Hu were so powerful that every time he encountered these two situations, he was as dense as a net, leaving him with the help of Mr. Xue, who had no choice but to escape!

Take the previous high-rise building to save people. If it weren't for your ability to go against the sky, I wouldn't have planned it there. I'm afraid I'd have already broken in.

Now, Xue Laosan did nothing wrong and was careful, so he made the two of them so difficult to escape.

Such an opponent is difficult to fight head-on. If someone is hidden behind the scenes, wouldn’t he be killed by the third brother Xue?

Of course, Xue Laosan has thought about these two threads at this moment, and he can only keep them in his heart. The most urgent task is now.

What is going on now? Xue Laosan is in prison and is carrying a conclusive and serious crime, and he will almost die.

Faced with such a sinister situation, getting out is almost despair. When others encounter this situation, they are so anxious that they can hit the wall with their heads. They are considered to be hard-working, but Xue Laosan still has so many thoughts. I have to say that this guy is very nervous.

To put it in detail, Xue Laosan dares to think so much because he believes that there is still an explanation in this situation.

And his understanding was definitely not based on Jiang Chaotian's determination. Old Duan was weak and he took action with Daozu.

Although Xue Laosan also expected these two situations. After all, he had a high IQ and was in the situation. He would only think more clearly and see more clearly about the situation that Jiang Chaotian expected. Even he thought about Lao Duan's weakness, which may become hard under the kind care of some people who "cared about" him in the capital.

In short, no matter how Lao Duan deals with it or whether the immortals and Buddhas in the capital will help, Xue Lao San will not rely on external forces.

At critical moments, you have to rely on yourself.

Although there is almost no room for cracking the situation in front of him, he has already released his back, and if he wants to survive in death, he must succeed.

Because, he has no way out!

Thinking about this messy thing and the fleeting opportunity to win in the future, Xue Laosan felt pain again.

Suddenly, he reached out and pulled his hair a few times, gritted his teeth secretly, something suddenly flashed in front of him, he was stunned, staring at the spiraling and falling hair in the air, and recruiting him, he reached out and copied the hair in his hand.

Black, thick, crystal bright, five inches long, this hair is really an extraordinary person. Under the nourishment of Xue Laosan's powerful essence and blood, it should be the strongest and most energetic hair in the world. Five inches long hair will hold one end and will inevitably hang down. However, Xue Laosan's hair can almost be judged without embellishment, only slightly bent, and extremely tough.

Staring at this hair, Xue Laosan understood in an instant, and understood everything.

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open when Xue Laosan was stunned. In an instant, a group of four people, fully armed police officers rushed into the door and lined up neatly in two lines not far from the desk. Before he could, he saw Hong Cha and another middle-aged man with a buzz cut, walking in.

"Xue Xiang, interrogate!"

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"Quagua, quagua..."

Accompanied by a long and lush cries of chickens, the old leader held an old green bran scoop made of autumn gourds, calling out the big chickens and chickens scattered around, while grabbing handfuls of shelled corn from the bran scoop, sprinkling a circle bit by bit.

As the sun sets, the most powerful old man in this republic is wearing thick old cotton clothes and pants, and is wearing the earth-colored thousand-layer cotton shoes he used to winter with the Japanese in northwest Shanxi, feeding his own flock like an ordinary old farmer.

A can of corn was sprinkled, and more than twenty big chickens rushed over. Some of the fierce young masters raised their necks and cried a few times, dominating the other side and began to peck at the food; some of the yellowish chickens who grew up in shape followed behind the old hen’s butt, pecking and playing.

A ladle of corn, only about half a catty, and more than twenty chickens were pecked all in ten minutes.

Logically speaking, if a scoop of corn is shared by more than 20 chickens, they will not be full in any case, but these chickens are free-range. They were released early in the morning. How could they not be full in the plum garden, which covers dozens of acres of land, not enough to feed these more than 20 chickens?

Just looking at this moment, the little chicks eat and play, you know that they have already eaten enough.

After finishing feeding, the old leader bent down and opened the chicken cage and called out several times. The group of chickens that had been raised long ago entered the red brick chicken cage, led by the eldest son with only a big red cockscomb.

Close the chicken cage. The old leader clapped his hands and greeted his wife who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and then raised his foot to the outsider.

The plum garden in early spring is not like the collection of plants in Songzhuzhai in all seasons. It is really like a small village. Except for the pine and cypress on the side of the bamboo forest by the stream, it is white everywhere.

It snowed the day before yesterday. Although it was a good weather for two days, the sun was not strong and the snow on the ground was a little thin. But it was not melted.

Stepping on the snow paved with pine needles, the old leader walked eastward, and he was going to see the wheat fields.

Speaking of which, after the fifth day of the year, the old leader can only have two or three days of leisure. After today, the relaxed days will be completely over, and tomorrow we will have to move back to the Great Inner.

The old leader is like an old farmer who is about to travel far away. Before leaving, he always has to come and take a look at his own land.

The wheat fields were quietly lying in the distance, and the white snow had already been thin. The two places near the wind vents had already revealed large and pleasant blue colors. The thin sunset shone on that place, blue and red, showing dazzling colors.

Seeing that vivid and cute place, the old leader didn't care about the evening breeze, he walked towards that place. When he got closer, he even stuffed a wool scarf into the collar of his coat, collapsed from the bluestone slab on the gurgling stream, and went directly to the edge of the field.

He reached out and stroked the soft green seedlings and gently sniffed the fragrance of soil and water vapor. The old leader straightened his waist and walked north along the ridge of the field, apparently intending to surround the field.

Who would have thought that after walking ten meters, he heard shouts coming from the north. As the road was far away, the wind blew away, but he couldn't hear what he was shouting. The old leader looked in the sound and saw a strong little red horse, dragging a cart, and traveling far away.

This is the toy of his granddaughter Xiao Nannier, who was playing with jokes. He thought it was a little baby, so he hurriedly met him. But after crossing the bluestone slab, he finally saw the person on the cart clearly.

It was Comrade Nanfang who was sitting on the cart with half his butt and got closer in the blink of an eye. But when he saw him holding the reins in a twitch, he let out a light whistle, and then he jumped down and headed towards the old leader.

Seeing that the old leader looked bad, Comrade Nanfang hurriedly said, "I have an urgent matter here, so I use this thing!"

This little carriage was originally purchased by him when he was coaxing Nannier to play, but there was no vehicle in the plum garden. He was originally acquainted with friends today, but he suddenly heard something amazing and rushed back. When he arrived in the garden, there was no car. He was inconvenient to his legs and feet, so he chose this little carriage for transportation, and the speed was not slow.

After getting the explanation, the old leader's expression eased, "What's the matter? I'm so nervous!"
To be continued...