Chapter 26 What to let go of?

The next morning, Meng Zhe, who was used to getting up early, changed into sportswear and jogged up to Wufengguan.

It is no different from usual. When Meng Zhe arrived, Wang Zhenren had already played a chess game with Chang Hao, but unlike usual, there were more spectators on the side of the chess game.

Big black-framed glasses, in his thirties, and the clothes that are scalded to the flat... Who else can be except for the current secretary of the County Commission for Discipline Inspection and the future member of the Central Committee?

Speaking of which, since the last time I saw him in Wufengguan, Meng Zhe really hasn't met Secretary Ke again.

Kerson found Meng Zhe's arrival, but according to the convention, he just nodded slightly at Meng Zhe, and then lowered his head to continue to watch chess.

Meng Zhe also smiled at Ke Xun. After laughing, he slowed down and walked to the stone table. After standing behind Chang Hao and watching for five or six minutes, Meng Zhe found that the game had reached the middle of the chess game, and Chang Hao undoubtedly had the upper hand.

Go, especially Go with high players, is an extreme test of the computing ability of the human brain, so most of the people's chess ability will decline significantly after middle age, because the computing power of the brain can't keep up, and there will be frequent mistakes...

The two people who are playing the game now, Chang Hao is a rising nine-stage master, while Wang Zhenren is an old man, so it is not surprising that he plays chess like this.

Meng Zhe quietly straightened up, stopped watching chess, and walked up behind the hut.

In the small martial arts field behind the cabin, Guan Yuluo has already preceded Meng Zhe and stood in the field calmly playing Taijiquan. To be honest, Meng Zhe thinks that Taijiquan is very suitable for female practice, and the posture of swaying willows is very pleasing to the eyes.

"Why are you so late today?"

After Guan Yuluo finished a routine, he asked such a question.

"You came too early today." Meng Zhe answered casually while preparing for the activity, and then he asked casually, "Your Uncle Ke is very idle today. Have you come to listen to the master's sermon again?"

"No! Uncle Ke is upset, so he just wants to find a place where he can calm down. Guan Yuluo took out a plain white handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his face and neck.

"Annoyed? In this small county, the county party secretary sits in the first chair, the county magistrate sits in the second chair, and your uncle Ke is a three-headed leader. Who dares to make him angry? In addition, I see that your Uncle Ke's face is purple, and the future is absolutely unlimited..." Meng Zhe joked with Guan Yuluo. It only took him more than ten years for him to become a member of the Central Committee. Even if he is really irritable now, it is at most a short life downturn. It has nothing to do with the overall situation.

"Dead Meng Zhe, do you think we are in Liangshanshui?" Guan Yuluo gave Meng Zhe a white eye and a three-headed leader... Why did this guy even say the lines of eating meat and drinking?

"Haha, it's a joke! So what, Guan Yuluo, what on earth is Uncle Ke upset about? Wufeng County is so big, and nothing seems to have happened recently? Meng Zhe laughed and said.

"Actually... it's nothing. It's just that there are too many officials who are irritable and reaching out to make money now, but many of them can't be checked."

Guan Yuluo curled her lips. She naturally said this matter of truth and unspoken rules that should not be revealed to ordinary people like Meng Zhe.

"Cut, what else do I think it is?" Now it's Meng Zhe's turn to curl his lips.

"What? Do you think this matter is very simple and easy to solve? Guan Yuluo said dissatisfiedly that she felt that Meng Zhe must have thought things too simple.

Meng Zhe was not going to answer this question, but looking at Guan Yuluo's eyes that he didn't believe in him at all. After thinking that even if he answered, it was not shocking, he stopped the preparation before practicing martial arts and asked Guan Yuluo a very jumping question: "Guan Yuluo, have you ever cooked sweet dumplings?"

According to Meng Zhe's assumption, after Guan Yuluo's answer is cooked, he can continue to analyze according to the situation.

But unfortunately, Guan Yuluo's answer made Meng Zhe almost choked to death: "I haven't cooked it, and I can't cook."

"You..." Meng Zhe was speechless for a long time, and then he recovered and continued to say, "Okay, okay, then I'll tell you. When cooking sweet dumplings, after the raw sweet dumplings are put into the pot, they will first sink under the water, but only when they are fully cooked, the sweet dumplings will float from the bottom of the water. Therefore, those who want to eat sweet dumplings can wait patiently until this time... they can let go of the spoon under their feet to fish.

"You mean...?" Guan Yuluo looked at Meng Zhe doubtfully, and she heard Meng Zhe's words.

"I mean, it's the same with your Uncle Ke. If he not only wants to catch those [***] corrupt elements, but also doesn't want to hurt his own Mao Yu. Then grab it from the stupid guy who came out of the water first. As for those who are quietly sinking at the bottom of the water, just let it go first... Isn't there still a long way to say?

Meng Zhe smiled at Guan Yuluo and clearly said what he wanted to express.

"It seems that there is some truth..." Guan Yuluo used to biting her lower lip, and then she agreed with Meng Zhe's idea and turned around to run forward: "I'm going to tell Uncle Ke!"

However, Guan Yuluo, who had just started, was caught by Meng Zhe's sweaty little hand.

"What's the hurry? Master and Chang Hao are playing Go, and your Uncle Ke is watching. Why are you shouting when you run for a meal like this? There is no atmosphere, right?

Meng Zhe, who grabbed Guan Yuluo's hand, said in a positive way. He felt that what he had just said, Guan Yuluo said to Conson in private, and it was not good to say so.

"Hmm...that's right! Then I'll talk to Uncle Ke on the way back later. Guan Yiluo nodded, expressing her opinion about Meng Zhe, but then she asked strangely, "Meng Zhe, you are really good at it - how on earth did you think of this?"

"Is this hard to think about? Twenty-four Histories and Zizhi Tongjian can naturally think of it. Li Hongzhang, known as Bismarck in the East at the end of the Qing Dynasty, also said, 'The easiest thing in the world is to be an official. If you can't even be an official, it's too stupid.' Don't you think so, Guan Yuluo?

For this question, Meng Zhe had already figured out an excuse. He easily solved Guan Yuluo's question and also asked a rhetorical question.

"I haven't thought that I'm not interested in being an official. That's a boring thing... Anyway, my family doesn't expect me to do anything." About something came to mind, Guan Yuluo's expression was a little gloomy, but then she returned to her normal appearance and stared at Meng Zhe and said, "Let go!"

"Rose your hand? What hand do you let loose?" Meng Zhe didn't react for a while.

So, Guan Yuluo raised his right hand, which had been held by Meng Zhe for a long time, and said angrily, "Meng, Ji, Ji! Do you dare to continue to pretend to be stupid again?!"

In the rising orange sun, Guan Yuluo's ears, cheeks and neck are delicate pink...

----split line----

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