Chapter 557 New Era (3)

  It’s the beginning of September, and the official handover of each president is on the last day of September. Therefore, although Fu Fengcheng is not yet the president, the handover of the president is already in progress. At that time, Yu Chengyi and Zhuo Lin both announced that they would not pursue re-election. Fu Zheng Daxia retired in eight years. Long Xiao and Song Ye both announced that they would not run for president. Therefore, Zhuo Lin was succeeded by Lu Guan, who served as the executive president during Zhuo Lin's presidency.

  Lu Guan was about the same age as Fu Dujun, and now he was over the past few years and wanted to take care of his life. He didn't care about Fu Fengcheng, who succeeded him, and wished he could quickly take over.

  Therefore, the entire handover process was very smooth and peaceful, and the atmosphere in the capital was only the joy and joy of welcoming the upcoming new president, and there was no anxiety and shock about the upcoming change of power.

  Because of Fu Fengcheng's relationship, several young boys and young ladies of the Fu family are also rising in the capital.

  Fu Yunxiao is only eight years old, and Fu Yunteng is under four years old, there is nothing to say. But Fu Yunqi is different. The real eldest grandson of the Fu family, the eldest grandson of Fu Dujun's favorite baby, is sixteen years old, young and unmarried, how many ladies, talented ladies and ladies are the best choice of son-in-law and marriage partner. what.

  Early in the morning, Fu Yunqi came back from the morning exercise from outside, as soon as he stepped into the lobby, the butler greeted him, "Master."

  Fu Yun nodded at the beginning, "Bo Feng, something?"

The butler sent an invitation and laughed, "Sent it early in the morning, saying that it was a few young ladies in the capital who heard that the eldest master returned to China and wanted to pick you up. The post was sent by the Duan family. Isn't this just the weekend today? I ask if you have time to enjoy the show."

  Fu Yunqi took it over and flipped through it. As expected, they were all the more famous young masters in the capital. Fu Yunqi was not familiar with them, but they were not unfamiliar.

   Meimei thought for a while and said, "I'm going to see Teacher Liao today." Obviously, he didn't want to go.

  Fu Yunqi has no peers in Beijing who have particularly good friendships. He is more familiar with school alumni and classmates, and Song Yuanhuai from Song Lang's family. Song Yuanhuai is about two years older than him, and Fu Yun played with him for two years when he was in his early ten. But Song Yuanhuai did not live in Beijing often, nor did he go to a school in Beijing, and the two hadn't seen each other for two years.

   Fu Yunqi is not really interested in these young masters in Beijing.

  "Little Stone is going to Liao Yunting's side?" Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng came down from the stairs hand in hand when they heard this.

  Fu Yun raised his head and saw that his parents were wearing formal clothes for going out, and his mother was still carrying a bag in her hand, knowing that they were going out now, "Father, mother, good morning."

   Then he answered Leng Sa’s words, “Yes, I made an appointment with Teacher Liao yesterday afternoon.”

   Coming downstairs, Leng Sa stood still in front of him, and smiled: "You just came back, and you can't be free on weekends? Young people should go out to play more, and there will be time to work hard in the future."

  Fu Yun smiled and nodded, “I know that the party is in the evening and I will go when I come back in the afternoon. Father and mother are going out now?”

  Leng Sa nodded and said, "Yes, your father has been doing a lot recently, do you know?"

  Fu Yunqi certainly knew, "Father has worked hard."

   Fu Fengcheng looked at Fu Yunqi and nodded slightly, "Your mother is right, you are still young, so don't worry."

Seeing Fu Yunqi nodded obediently, Leng Sa stretched out his hand and stroked his son's messy hair because of exercise, and said: "Forget it, you always know it, and being happy is the most important thing. By the way, your grandfather will be in Beijing tomorrow morning, remember to be empty Let's pick him up together when we have time."

  Fu Yun began to say: "Okay, will grandmother come back to attend father's inauguration?"

   Lengsa smiled, "Of course, but your grandma is not in the country now, and said that she will be back before the inauguration."

  Ms. Zhuo Lin recuperated for a year after retiring. After all, she started to travel around the country without rest, and by the way, she used it as an inspection of the results of her work over the past few years.

  Last year, I almost went shopping in China, so I just went abroad.

  But many people actually understand that Ms. Zhuo chose to go abroad at that time because of Fu Fengcheng. Fu Fengcheng announced her participation in the presidential election. Ms. Zhuo Lin is Fu Fengcheng's mother and the last president. She also has a large number of female fans. Her attitude will inevitably not affect the choices of many people.

  In fact, it is not against the rules to use her family to build momentum for herself, but Zhuo Lin believes that Fu Fengcheng does not need it, and she is not prepared to do so. This is not because of external evaluations. In fact, even if Ms. Zhuo leaves, some people will still have a good impression of Fu Fengcheng because of Ms. Zhuo. Of course, in terms of reputation and supporters, Fu Fengcheng itself is not lost to Ms. Zhuo.

  This is Ms. Zhuo’s respect for her son. She believes that Fu Fengcheng does not need to intervene by herself.

  At that time, Governor Fu was the first to announce his retirement among the warlords, and it was not meant to be in this respect. You must know that Song Ye has not retired yet.

  Father is the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, and his mother is the previous president. If Fu Fengcheng is re-elected, what will happen? Is Daxia preparing to be named Fu?

  It has been eight years since Governor Fu withdrew from the power center. Ms. Zhuo is not in the capital, just to minimize the impact. It is impossible to say that there is no influence at all, but it is also unfair to let Fu Fengcheng abandon the presidential election. He is in the prime of life, with no shortcomings in ability, merit, reputation, and if he is forced to give up just because of outside speculation and evaluation, it will not only be the regret of the Fu family and Fu Fengcheng himself.

  Leng Sa and Fu Fengcheng left the Fu Mansion and got on the bus directly to the Presidential Palace. The Presidential Palace has been around for quite a while, and it was the prime minister's residence. The Yizheng Building next to it is not far from the Military Ministry Building. Although the capital has been changing with each passing day in the summer, this area has not changed much.

"Fengcheng and Xiao Leng are here?" Lu Guan is over seventy years old. Although he looks very energetic, he is a lot older than he first met more than ten years ago, and his hair is white and still wearing. Put on a pair of reading glasses.

  Seeing the two walk in, Lu Guan, who was talking to someone, looked very happy, and waved to the two of them to pass.

  The two walked forward, "President."

  Lu Guan waved his hand and said, “No outsiders, don’t be like this, besides, I should retire in a few days. Sit down and say, sit down and say.”

  The two sat down opposite Lu Guan, Lu Guan slightly narrowed his eyes to look at them, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled, "Okay, okay. It's still you young people looking at the spirit."

   Lengsa smiled, "Uncle Lu is also very energetic."

  Lu Guan smiled, “Where, I’m getting older, and speaking of it’s a little difficult to support this year, it’s because your father is smart and retired early and quietly.”

  Lu Guan, of course, knew that Fu Dujun’s early retirement was not just for the sake of peace, but he did not expect to be elected.

  At the beginning, he thought he was a casual candidate. Who expected Long Xiao and Song Ye to announce their abandonment at the same time, so that he missed the election.

  Although it is an accident, Lu Guan is naturally very happy to become the third president of Daxia. Who doesn't want to leave his name in the annals of history?

  In the past few years, I have also tried my best and worked hard. However, his body is indeed not as good as that of the warriors like Fu Zheng Long Xiao, and he has worked intensively for four consecutive years, but his body really did not work well in the last year.

   Fu Fengcheng personally picked up the teapot to add tea for him, respectfully and authentically, "Uncle Lu has been working hard for the past few years, and I hope you can give me more advice in the future."

Lu Guan took his tea and said, "I know my own abilities, but I'm doing my best to fulfill my duties with a clear conscience. It's up to you in the future. The general affairs are almost accounted for these days, and the president will You have to consider the staffing of the government. Let’s talk about the inauguration of the president and the anniversary afterwards..."

  The two discussed with Lu Guan for nearly an hour, and seeing the exhaustion on Lu Guan’s face, Fu Fengcheng offered to stop here.

  Lu Guan didn't hold it hard either, so he invited the staff to greet the two and went upstairs to rest.

  Watching Lu Guan go upstairs, Leng Sa whispered a little worriedly: "Uncle Lu looks at it, the spirit is not very good."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, “Don’t worry, Hua Lao has seen it for Uncle Lu before, saying that it’s too much consumption in the past few years, and it’s OK to rest for a while.”

  Hua is over ninety years old. A few years ago, Miao Miao retired from abroad and returned to the capital to take care of the old age, but occasionally she still shows people sick.

  That old gentleman is worthy of being a national player of the generation. Although he is 90 years old, he looks more than 70 years old.

   "It can only be so." Leng Sa said.

  A staff member next to him handed over a document, "Mr. President, Madam, this is..."

   Before the other party finished speaking, he was frozen by a sharp gaze.

  He was taken aback by fright, and looked at Fu Fengcheng with some puzzlement.

   Fu Fengcheng said lightly, “It’s not time for the official handover.”

  The staff turned pale and quickly apologized, “Sorry, President Fu, Ms. Leng, this is the specific list of dignitaries and attendants from various countries who will participate in this presidential inauguration.”

  Leng Sa reached out his hand to take it, and thanked him. Seeing that the man was still standing in front of him, he said, "Go ahead, and we will find you if you have any questions."

   "Yes, yes." Only then did the man come back to his senses, a little disappointed and a little panic backed out.

  Leng Sa watched him turn and leave, shook his head and said nothing. It is not surprising that there are such people everywhere.

  Leng Sa opened the roster in his hand and looked at it, suddenly raised his eyebrows and said: "Nile and Dayin are coming too?"

Hearing this, Fu Fengcheng put down the document in his hand and turned his head to take a look. It is not surprising, "Normal, after all, it is a neighboring country." Countries are not like individuals. If you say that you don’t share the heavens, you can really die forever. Intercourse.

Although the vitality of the Nile was greatly injured by Fu Fengcheng in the past, it is not enough now. Although the people of Dayin have lost their face in reparation and compensation, they are two countries that border Dayin, as long as their authority is not. If you lose your mind, you can't leave it alone.

  Leng Sa carefully stared at the list for a while, and said, "This...The Nile sent Sangxi." Sangxi is their old friend.

   was kidnapped by Leng Sa in the southwest and sent back to Yongcheng, and then transferred from Yongcheng to detention in the capital. It was not until the fourth year of Daxia that the situation in the Nile basically stabilized, and Sanggu succeeded in gaining power. Only then did he negotiate with Daxia to take his son back.

It’s not that Sang Phong valued this son. Sang Gu originally had several sons, but his eldest son and several grandchildren were killed by the Nile royal family, and two later died in the civil war against the Nile royal family. There was one who survived but lost her fertility, and there was really no other choice except Sangxi Sanggu.

  Fu Fengcheng said, "Sang Gu was injured in the past, and his health has not been very good in the past two years. It is rumored that Sang Xi will take over his position. He is here to have a relationship with Da Xia La, don’t worry."

  Sangxi does not have the ability and prestige of Sanggu, and has a dark history of being captured by the Daxia people. Today the Nile’s national strength is less than half of what it was a decade ago, the economy is even worse, and the country is not stable. If Sangxi wants to take a firm position, he must obtain the support of strong neighbors.

   Leng Sa laughed, “I’m not worried, it was not me who was captured in the first place, as long as Sangxi is not embarrassed. It’s OK to receive foreign guests according to normal standards?”

   Fu Fengcheng nodded in agreement.

  "Dayin's side..." Frowned coldly, Nile was actually not qualified to be Daxia's opponent from beginning to end. If they hadn't taken advantage of the danger, they wouldn't dare to act rashly even if Daxia was torn apart.

  But Dayin is different. Even though he was beaten and forced to cede the land, the lean camel is bigger than the horse. What's more, Dayin hasn't died yet, at most he has cut two pieces of meat. Those places that were ceded to Daxia were originally the places where the two countries have been repeatedly see-saw, whoever has the power, so Dayin’s docking and seeking peace is not a heavy loss.

   Now more than ten years later, Dayin is still a vast and powerful country. It's just that the throat that enters the northwest is in their hands, and the northwest region is heavily garrisoned all the year round. The Dayin people know that they have no chance to turn their eyes to the west.

   Anyway, Dayin and Daxia are also old rivals for hundreds of thousands of years, so you don’t need to care about your success or failure.

   Fu Fengcheng thought for a while, "They are not here to look for things either."

  Leng Zai condensed his eyebrows for a while, and immediately understood, "Da Yin wants to continue expanding westward, and he won't provoke us right now."

  What does war need? Military, financial, and material resources.

  Dayin people are not short of troops, but they need Daxia’s weapons, medicines and various materials.

  Even if they don’t need it, are they afraid of Daxia selling things to his opponent? Dayin is a purely northern country, and the outlets to the sea are in the extreme north and extreme west. If Daxia takes the sea route to do business with the western countries, it will be difficult for Dayin people to stop it.

Leng Sa flipped through the list of the remaining countries and raised an eyebrow, "This is much more lively than the inauguration ceremony of Uncle Lu last time." Not surprisingly, Barrow and all the countries that are in conflict with Dayin are all involved. An important person was sent.

  Leng Sa has always suspected that after Da Yin was beaten by Fu Fengcheng to close himself, he was ridiculed and blackened.

  Labor and capital can’t deal with Daxia, and you can’t kill you little shrimps, dare to laugh at me!

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Leave it to Zhang Jingzhi, Longyue and Song Lang, and let them figure it out."

  "Zhang Jingzhi is going to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" Zhang Jingzhi was the undersecretary in charge of finances.

  Fu Fengcheng said, "The one above him can still work for a few years, so he will go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to practice first. Anyway, he is good at this."

  Leng Sa nodded, thinking about Zhang Jingzhi, although he is nearly fifty years old, he is still graceful and gentle, and the harmless appearance of humans and animals is indeed very suitable to fool people.

  Fu Yunqi had just returned to China, but he had a very fulfilling weekend.

  In the morning, playing with my younger siblings for a while is considered relaxing. After lunch, I went to the research institute in the capital to meet Liao Yunting. I communicated with Teacher Liao for the whole afternoon, and I went to the meeting place of the young masters and ladies in the capital before I even had dinner.

  In the past few years, the capital has become more and more prosperous, with the lights on, and the whole street is very bright under the neon lights.

  Many men and women walked back and forth on the street. Fashionable and retro people coexisted harmoniously. Beautifully dressed young girls walked on the street without any sense of restraint. Being in the meantime makes people really believe that the peace and prosperity are coming.

  Fu Yunqi stepped into a high-end clubhouse, which is the favorite place for gatherings of wealthy and powerful businessmen in the capital.

  Fu Yunqi has been here a few times even though he is young, and he knows some things that others don’t know.

  "Fu Shao is here!" Seeing Fu Yun opened the door and came in, the men and women who had been making noise in the wing immediately stood up and extended a warm welcome to Fu Yunqi's arrival.

  Fu Yunqi nodded slightly and glanced at everyone. There were a dozen people in the spacious wing, all of whom were familiar faces. But Fu Yunqi only really knew two or three, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Where? Didn't we make an appointment at this point? Exactly!" Someone immediately smiled, and a girl with a graceful appearance and fashionable clothes came over to pull Fu Yun's raised arm and smiled, "Fu Shao stop talking about this, we are just talking about how to give it. How about you catching the wind, why don't you have a drink together?"

  Fu Yunqi inadvertently turned sideways before she reached out, just avoiding her hand, and calmly said: "Thank you, I don't drink."

  The girl stretched out her hand stiffly, and soon put it down casually.

  Everyone was obviously a little surprised, and some people didn’t believe it, “Young Master Fu can’t drink? How could it be possible?”

   "That's right, I heard that there were a lot of Fu Junjun back then. Although President Fu didn't say anything in this regard, he didn't say that he could not drink."

  Fu Yunqi was very calm, "My mother told me that I can drink after eighteen."

  "..." Everyone was silent, as if Fu Yunqi said something that they couldn't understand.

  There was a young man who couldn’t help laughing out loud, “Fu Shao, you are too obedient.” These people have been in the circle of the rich and powerful since they were young. Who wouldn’t do something extraordinary? Besides, the girl said that she listened to her mother's words. Wouldn't it be a joke for Young Master Fu to say this?

  Fu Yunqi obviously didn’t think he was a joke. He raised his eyes and glanced at the son's brother and said lightly, “What’s the problem?”

   "..." Your parents are great, you have the final say.

  Fu Yunqi is not a silly and white sweet who is not in the world. In the end, he used tea instead of wine to toast the crowd before the atmosphere regained warmth, but it was still a little worse than before Fu Yunqi came.

  It feels like a group of students who like to joke, smoke, and drink are having a party, and a good student who is holding a textbook earnestly endorsing is suddenly inserted in the middle. Who can have fun?

A young man who was fairly familiar with Fu Yunqi looked at the crowd who couldn't see the excitement in the distance, sat down beside Fu Yunqi, and whispered: "Yunqi, everyone wants to befriend you, you are like this... I'm sorry." I'm sorry it's a tactful rhetoric.

  Fu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, I am not used to places that are too busy."

  "..." The young man was a little amused.

  You, the eldest of the Fu family, said you are not used to places that are too busy? I haven't seen you unaccustomed to various banquets before.

  After all, I still look down on them like punk boys.

  Fu Yunqi glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Xinyi, you are eighteen this year? Are you planning to mix up like this?"

The young man was startled, and it took a long time before he didn't care about it. "What can I do if I don't mix like this? You know what happened to our family. My grandfather, my dad and my uncles have been like this all these years. They came here. …That’s just a mess."

Fu Yunqi said: "Old Duan is still there, your starting point is always better than ordinary people. Uncle Zhang didn't..." Halfway through, Fu Yun remembered that the Zhang family and Duan family were not too big for the festival, and immediately moved in. Uttered.

  Actually, Duan Yulin's things back then have something to do with the Fu family, but the relationship between the Duan family and the Fu family is not bad these years. In fact, Duan Yulin's relationship with Zhang Bi is not bad now, but the younger generation is always not as good as the older generation.

   Duan Xinyi also heard what he meant, and said somewhat self-deprecatingly, "Then compare me to Deputy Zhang? That's too high for me."

  Who is Zhang Jingzhi? Even though the reputation of the Zhang family was not as good as that of Fu Fengcheng and Long Yue, he was not that bad as the prime minister. Although the Zhang family was weak in the future, they had a good relationship with the Fu Longsong three families. After that, they directly climbed to the Fu family. A few years later, they returned smoothly and steadily.

   Putting down your noble son's figure to work for people who stood at the same level in the past, this is not what ordinary sons can do.

Fu Yunqi didn’t mean to persuade him more. He just said indifferently, “How do you know that you can’t do it? Are you making trouble together?"

   "..." Duan Xinyi was silent, his grandfather was a bit older than Governor Fu, and he was already a longevity.

   "Fu Shao, what are you doing sitting in the corner with Duan Shao, how boring. Let's have a drink together?" someone shouted not far away.

  Fu Yunqi nodded towards that side, reached out and patted Duan Xinyi on the shoulder and whispered, "You think about it." After speaking, he stopped looking at him, got up and walked over with the cup filled with tea.

  Duan Xinyi is right, he is really not used to the excitement, the key is only whether he wants to get used to it.

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