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Chapter 2115 Countermeasures

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    Yang Luo looked at the calm Wu Jianqi and said, "Can you really let go?"

    With a smile on his face, Wu Jianqi raised his head slightly, "What if you let it go, so what if you can't let it go? Life is full of ups and downs. Falling down a few times, and somersaulting a few times, are nothing more than ordinary things. There is really no need to get bogged down in them."  You must chew a bit of a heavy taste If you know me in the past, maybe you will understand me better now. Please search and read the most comprehensive! The fastest-updated novel is in Gao Jie's spiritual kingdom.  Lilu is just a fleeting cloud, even if it is as gorgeous as a peony, it will eventually return to mediocrity. Therefore, it is not important to me to let go. Just imagine, if a person has no pursuit and nostalgia, no expectation and nostalgia,  What is the meaning of life when there is only an empty shell left? Perhaps, sometimes all we have to do is let nature take its course, and we don¡¯t have to force ourselves to let go of anything, so what if we can¡¯t let go?

    Life is like a dream, dream is like life, hurried life, lingering years, ebb and flow life is like a one-way ticket with no return, in the long years, we are all passers-by in a hurry, all  Recalling the past may be a little melancholy, maybe a little painful and sad, no matter whether this dream of life is a dream come true, or a yellow beam, we have to face it, and we have no intention of staying.  "

    Yang Luo glanced at Wu Jianqi unexpectedly, and He Chongyang, who used to deal with Wu Jianqi often, seemed to no longer recognize him.  How high-spirited and domineering Wu Jianqi used to be.  But in this short period of more than half a year, Wu Jianqi seemed to have changed into a different person, becoming somewhat desireless, as if he was a wise man who sees through life and death.

    Wu Jianqi walked out of the flower shed, stopped suddenly, looked back at Yang Luo and said, "I heard that Young Master Yang is a master of calligraphy, and I also like calligraphy. I usually write when I have nothing to do, but calligraphy really needs talent. I  I have been writing for decades, the paper is white and the ink is black, but I just can¡¯t write the words life well. Can I ask Young Master Yang to write a few words for me, it¡¯s not in vain for us to get to know each other.¡±

    He Chongyang's facial muscles twitched when Wu Jianqi asked Yang Luo to write a picture.  He had seen Yang Luo's handwriting before, in Shen Longsheng's office.  That day, he saw Yang Luo's handwriting, it was really good.  On that day, he also saw Shen Longsheng being shot in the head, which really made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

    Seeing the expression on He Chongyang's face, Yang Luo twitched his mouth: "No problem!"

    Wu Jianqi looked at Huang Yuguo, and Huang Yuguo could only nod helplessly.  For him, as long as people don't run away, everything else is easy to talk about.

    Wu Jianqi smiled slightly, stepped into the main room, and then entered the room on the right.  This is the study room, in the middle of which is a rosewood marble desk, on which are stacked various scriptures, next to it is an inkstone, and there is also a pen holder carved out of jade with landscapes, with pens inserted in it.  On the other side of the desk is a big Ru Kiln flower pouch filled with crystal white chrysanthemums.  And on the west wall hangs a large rice map of misty rain in Xiangyang, and a couplet hangs on the left and right: the cool air comes from the west, and the clouds and mists sweep away the sky and the earth.  The great river goes east, and the waves wash away the worries of the past and the present.

    Yang Luo walked to the Misty Rain Picture and carefully observed it. After a while, he said, "I never thought that I could see Mi Fu's authentic handwriting here."

    Wu Jianqi came to Yang Luo's side, looked at the painting of misty rain and said, "When I moved in, this painting was hung here. I still asked a friend to have it appraised before I knew it was the real one." He looked at Yang Luo  With a glance, "I have to say, Young Master Yang, your eyes are really sharp. After a while, you can be sure that it is Mi Fu's authentic work."

    Yang Luo smiled: "Calligraphy and painting are not separated. Although I don't know how to paint, I know how to appreciate it."

    Wu Jianqi nodded, pointed to the couplet and said, "Then take a look, who made this couplet!"

    Yang Luo said: "This couplet was inscribed by Su Shi on the Yellow Crane Tower in Wuchang. Judging by the handwriting, it is undoubtedly Su Shi's authentic work."

    Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wu Jianqi's face, but his smile hadn't disappeared yet, and Yang Luo continued to say: "But the payment has not been signed, which is very unreasonable."

    Wu Jianqi couldn't help but said, "It's unreasonable, and you can't say it's fake." After finishing speaking, he took off the mounted couplets and disassembled the frame, "Look at the paper, it's as smooth as spring water, as fine as silkworm cocoons, and tough.  Better than Shu paper, brighter than Shan Chu, this is definitely the Chengxintang paper of the Northern Song Dynasty."

    Yang Luo smiled: "I just said that it is unreasonable not to sign, and I didn't say there is a problem with this paper!"

    Wu Jianqi said: "I also said that it is unreasonable, and it cannot be said that this is fake. And it is definitely an old paper, from the Northern Song Dynasty, so it can't be fake!"

    Yang Luo nodded: "It can't be fake!"

    Wu Jianqi said: "Then what doubts do you have? This is Su Shi's authentic work!"

    Yang Luo laughed loudly: "Old Wu, if you??It is said that this is the authentic work of Su Shi, do you have a special sense of accomplishment?  "

    Wu Jianqi was taken aback for a moment, and then he also smiled: "Things in the world are fickle. Ever since I lost a fight with you, I jumped out of the chessboard, and I became more open-minded and bearish.  Thanks to you, let you make an embarrassment, I don¡¯t feel that I have achieved so much, but I will definitely be happy for a while.¡±

    Yang Luo shook his head helplessly: "At first I really thought it was Su Shi's authentic work, but I didn't bother to appreciate it when I saw Mixiangyang Misty Rain Picture. Then you rushed to ask me who made this painting, then  There is a problem."

    Wu Jianqi said very annoyed: "If this is not the authentic work of Su Shi, who wrote it?"

    Yang Luo walked to the desk and said while studying the ink: "If this is not the authentic work of Su Shi, the imitation can be so fake that it can be confused with the real one. There is only one person, his name is Yu He."

    Wu Jianqi said without giving up: "Master copying, from ancient times to the present, there must be more than one Yu He."

    Yang Luo nodded: "Indeed, but don't forget that this piece of paper is Chengxintang paper from the Northern Song Dynasty. And in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, there was only one Yu He with such a high level of skill that he could confuse the real with the fake."

    Yang Luo researched the ink, laid out the rice paper, picked up a pen and dipped it in the ink, and wrote a few words without any hesitation: "In the vast sea of ??karma in the mortal world, untold hardships and hardships make one's way out!"

    After Yang Luo finished writing these words, he raised his head and said, "It's always hard to resist sadness in life, but sometimes you can't and can't stop the good luck that God sends out at the same time. The key is to see if you can catch it."

    Wu Jianqi looked down at Yang Luo's handwriting, it was really iron painted with silver hooks, not a little bit better than those calligraphy masters he had seen.

    Yang Luo once again put pen to paper: "How many times have you called a hero, a pile of bones accompanied by sand dunes. I lament the foolish people in this world, their thoughts are all about money and sex, when and when will be the end, and they will always seek endlessly. Until Tong Yancheng  White hair, sick and weak, empty head"

    Eloquently, Yang Luo wrote two pieces of rice paper, then put the ratio aside, and said, "How is it?"

    Wu Jianqi sighed and said: "Good words, good words."

    "Too much time wasted, let's go!" Yang Luo stepped out.

    Huang Yuguo waved his hand, and the discipline inspectors walked over on both sides.  Wu Jianqi sighed and put the copybook on the table.  Under the supervision of two discipline inspectors, he walked out of the house and got into the car.

    He Chongyang looked at the words Yang Luo left on the table, picked them up unceremoniously, and put them in his pocket.

    Guan Hu opened his mouth wide, looked at He Chongyang who ruined the three views, and said: "Head, can we not do this?"

    He Chongyang said without blushing: "You know what a fart, that kid Yang Luo's words are very valuable."

    Guan Hu didn't believe it, so He Chongyang said, "Forget it if you don't believe it." After speaking, he walked out quickly.

    As soon as he came out, he saw Yang Luo waving in the jeep: "Let's go, see you again when we have a chance!"

    He Chongyang shouted: "Where are you going?"

    Yang Luo said: "Going back to Dahua, there are still many things to do." As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang.  I took it out and saw that it was Liu Lange calling. I pressed the answer button, and before he could speak, Liu Lange's voice came from the receiver.

    "Something went wrong, when will you be back?"

    Yang Luo asked, "What's the matter?"

    Liu Lange said: "For the matter of the bauxite mine in Linye Township, we haven't started to integrate the bauxite mine yet. Some people can't sit still. They organized a lot of people and planned to besiege the county government f¨³."

    Yang Luo frowned: "How do you know?"

    Liu Lange said angrily: "Zhang Zhenggui and Liu Yueqi are still waiting for you here, how do you think I know. Also, those mine owners gave a lot of money. As long as they participate, everyone can get points  , Many villagers have been bought by them."

    Yang Luo sneered: "Some people really don't shed tears when they see the coffin. Damn, since he wants to die, then I'll make him happy."

    Liu Lange asked, "When are you coming back?"

    Yang Luo said: "I'm walking back, and I'll be there in about an hour and a half." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

    In Linye Township, thirty or forty people gathered in a small two-story building.  All of them looked like they had been cuckolded by their wives, and their faces were full of bitterness and hatred.

    Yu Jiang looked at the people below, and smiled coldly: "Let's find out who we should be looking for."

    A fat guy with big ears said proudly: "There can be four or five hundred people!"

    Yu Jiang asked: "These four or five hundred people are all old people and women, right?"

    The guy with the fat head and big ears said: "The young people ran out early, and most of the village are left-behind children and old people."

    Yu Jiang clenched his fists with both hands and waved them fiercely in the air, then said ferociously: "Little bastard surnamed Yang, since you want to play, I will play with you. Let's see, who can have the last laugh."

    In Dahua, Liu Lange's office, Zhang Zhenggui and Wu Yueqi looked sad: "Secretary Liu, when will County Magistrate Yang come back? If you don't go back, it will be too late when they finish the arrangement."

    Liu Lange smiled slightly: "It's okay. In fact, County Magistrate Yang has already figured out that some people will not stand still and will definitely take action, so he has already prepared countermeasures."

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    Yu Jiang clenched his fists with both hands and waved them fiercely in the air, then said ferociously: "Little bastard surnamed Yang, since you want to play, I will play with you. Let's see, who can have the last laugh."

    In Dahua, Liu Lange's office, Zhang Zhenggui and Wu Yueqi looked sad: "Secretary Liu, when will County Magistrate Yang come back? If you don't go back, it will be too late when they finish the arrangement."

    Liu Lange smiled slightly: "It's okay. In fact, County Magistrate Yang has already figured out that some people will not stand still and will definitely take action, so he has already prepared countermeasures."

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