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¡°Two months are enough for the Social Investigation Department of the People¡¯s Party to take root in Xinjiang.
When the decision was made to use troops against Gansu, some people had already sneaked into Xinjiang and established the Xinjiang Provincial Headquarters. Taking advantage of the good opportunity of the People's Army's entry into Xinjiang, branches have sprung up in various places, and their tentacles have extended to every corner here. Among them, the naturalized army and Jin Shuren are the top priorities.
There is no need to overemphasize the importance of the army. Zhang Hanqing knew Jin Shuren very well and was very ambitious. This guy was still able to cause trouble when Yang Zengxin was in power. How could he remain helpless after being deprived of his official position? Zhang Hanqing basically knew everything about his movements in the past two months.
He has long been secretly communicating with military officers, sending seeds of comfort and revenge to the officers who were frustrated in the adaptation, and also contacted some government officials who were marginalized by Fan Yaonan and local politicians in an attempt to form a small group. Zhang Hanqing has endured all this. The existence of some informal organizations is inevitable. You can't go online just because people chat in private, right?
But I had wanted to pull this thorn out for a long time. It was not until last night that Jin Shuren paid a visit to Yang Zengxin, and then they kept in touch all night long, which was unpleasant. If the tiger doesn't show off its power, you'd think it's a sick cat! That night, the intelligence officers made an arrest and then interrogated him and came up with some very surprising things.
Zhang Hanqing is already preparing to leave Xinjiang. These are just farewell gifts. The only person who needs enlightenment is Yang Zengxin. Although the layout of Xinjiang in the post-Zhang Hanqing era has been basically completed, a restless military governor will still create a somewhat unstable atmosphere, which needs to be restrained by the means of the People's Army, the People's Party, and the People's Government in a timely manner. As the people's political power becomes more stable, the influence of the governors in political life will become weaker and weaker, and eventually they will be completely marginalized. This is something that will happen in the future.
Now, when Yang Zengxin was stunned, Zhang Hanqing took his hand, looking like an honest young gentleman: "My nephew still values ????Shibo very much. The stability of Xinjiang cannot be separated from your support. Jin Shuren and others , Not enough success, more than enough failure, such people should stay far away from Shibo's sight!"
As if to deepen the impression, Zhang Hanqing shook his head and said: "Take them away!" Several soldiers rushed out from the side and held up several people with earth-colored faces: "These people tried to collude with Jin Shuren to subvert the regime. Jin Shuren has confessed."
When these people saw Yang Zengxin, they shouted as if they saw hope: "Help, Overseer!"
Yang Zengxin grew old in an instant, and his great ambitions came to nothing. He could tell at a glance that these people were the ones Jin Shuren valued at the beginning, and some of them were mentioned by him last night as his help. Not only did Zhang Hanqing already know about it, but he also arrested him in front of his own eyes, just to show his face.
He shook his head and held Zhang Hanqing's hand as if holding a steel blade: "Young Marshal, what a trick! Jin Shuren and others don't overestimate their own capabilities, but they just think about it and haven't done it yet. The Young Marshal really wants to use that thunder Anger?"
Zhang Hanqing immediately seemed sincere: "If it's because of me personally, it's just a dispute of will, but they want to destroy the good situation in Xinjiang, which is hard to accept. These people don't know the righteousness and the general situation, and they have seriously threatened the regime. We can¡¯t let go! Since no big losses have been caused, my nephew will just be more generous and expel these people from Xinjiang and never reuse them!"
It¡¯s not that he¡¯s soft-hearted, but they really didn¡¯t implement it into action, and it¡¯s a bit difficult to convict based on just a ¡°plan¡±. Driving them out of Xinjiang would, firstly, shock other groups, secondly, it would eliminate the foundation of these people, and thirdly, it would be in line with the method of dealing with political opponents in this era: exile.
Yang Zengxin nodded and said: "My nephew is handling it well, very well, very well." He said "very well" three times in a row, and his breath was a little uneven. At this time, there were many civil and military officials walking back and forth. They had witnessed the downfall of several former colleagues and roughly knew the whole story. Their attitude towards Yang Zengxin was obviously alienated. Only Fan Yaonan personally came over and pulled him to sit down and rest: "Grilled The whole sheep is ready, please take the seats, Overseer and Young Marshal."
At this time in Xinjiang, roasted whole lamb was a delicacy used by dignitaries, landlords and other upper-class people to entertain distinguished guests during festivals, birthdays and happy events. Yang Zengxin has eaten roasted whole lamb many times in his life, and this time it tasted the worst.
Same workmanship, same fat sheep, but in a bad mood, no taste at all. Zhang Hanqing, on the other hand, was not affected by the incident at all. He chatted and laughed with several senior officials and enjoyed the delicious food together. The mutton here is indeed authentic, and it is very different from the mutton I had eaten in the mainland before traveling. Even the mutton from Northeast China can never be as fragrant as this.
¡°This grilled pork belly tastes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a lingering aroma that fills your mouth. Not only does it taste delicious, but it¡¯s also roasted at a good temperature, making people unable to stop mouthing.¡±How is this thing made? "
Fan Yaonan smiled and said: "Young Marshal, this is a specialty method of the local Kirgiz people. They call it 'kawabu'. The characteristic is that it has both color and taste, and the aroma comes from the inside to the outside."
Zhang Hanqing asked shamelessly: "Is it because of the special spices added?"
Fan Yaonan took another piece of fat meat for him and said, "That's not true, the aroma is brought by the seasonings. Young Marshal, you don't know, the roasted whole lamb here is different from the way it is done in other places."
As he was about to leave, Zhang Hanqing tried his best to make the atmosphere harmonious to dispel the disharmony caused by the scene just now. As a source of conversation, he asked Fan Yaonan how to roast whole lamb.
Fan Yaonan is half Xinjiang, and he knows a lot about roasting whole sheep: "Choose a fat and tender sheep, shave off the wool, pour laxatives into it to remove internal organs, and then drive it into the fire to roast it." In a very hot room, when the sheep is unbearably thirsty, cold water mixed with various condiments is brought to the sheep. After the sheep is full, it is rushed into the hot room. Repeat this several times, and the smell of the condiments on the sheep becomes stronger. "
Zhang Hanqing nodded and said meaningfully: "So that's it, no wonder it tastes so good. Well, our reform in Xinjiang is like roasting a whole lamb. We repeatedly eliminate the dross, and the rest are the time-tested ones. People with both ability and political integrity work together and think in the same direction. I think the changes in Xinjiang will be like this roasted whole lamb, lasting and fragrant."
Fan Yaonan was first affected by Zhang Hanqing's impromptu confession, and then others who heard the taste praised Zhang Hanqing's clever words. Only Yang Zengxin angrily cursed in his heart: "Let's make Xinjiang's roasted whole lamb together, and then let you enjoy it!" Then he cursed again: "A bunch of sycophants!"
No matter what he thinks, he knows that with the People's Army's methods, he can no longer influence the political situation in Xinjiang as he did in the past. After losing his absolute control over the army and his position in the provincial government, he, the military governor, was completely reduced to a nominal official position. Jin Shuren's failure also allowed others to see the strength of the People's Army, which was quite extraordinary in both its overt and hidden powers! It was from this meal that Xinjiang truly entered the era of the People's Party. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com