Chapter 516 Who Should I Go With? (Subscribe)
It was almost evening after the meeting.

After the meal, everyone went about their business.

Zhang Yunqi originally planned to return directly to Lijin.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the last day of 1995. He was going to pick up Ji Ling who was waiting for him and go back to his hometown in Jiangchuan to celebrate New Year's Day with his family. But after dinner, before he even walked out of the gate of Fuyuan Hotel, Liu Minsheng stopped him and said that Hu Xianxun asked him to accompany him to Quyuanwan for a walk.

The trip to Qu Yuan Wan was Hu Xianxun's private itinerary.

This time, there was no leading expert accompanying him. Apart from two guards, there was only Hu Xianxun. Zhang Yunqi followed beside him, and he couldn't help but wonder what it meant that Hu Xianxun asked him to accompany him alone to visit Qu Yuan Wan.

The water of Dongting Lake is sparkling.

Standing by the lake, you can see Yueyang Tower in the distance.

The two walked along the lakeside and across the embankment, and saw a number of private sand fields and reed fields, where illegal digging and construction were common.

This is an era where everything is about money, and such phenomena are not surprising. It's just that Hu Xianxun always frowned and seemed to be worried. He didn't have the strong aura and decisive decision-making during the inspection and meeting in the morning. In the wind and snow, his emotionless eyes looked at Dongting Lake, which held the distant mountains and swallowed the Yangtze River, which was vast and boundless.

Hu Xianxun asked, "Have you been to Yueyang Tower?"

Zhang Yunqi shook his head: "No."

Hu Xianxun said: "There is a sentence in Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower": The sky is blue and boundless, seagulls fly and fish swim, and the shore is covered with lush green reeds and orchids. The long smoke is gone, the floating light is golden, the still shadows are like jade, and the fishermen sing to each other. What a joy this is."

Zhang Yunqi thought for a moment and said, "Secretary Hu, do you mean that the scene described in Yueyang Tower can no longer be seen?"

Hu Xianxun glanced at Zhang Yunqi and said, "That was originally just imagination. Besides, how can poetic and picturesque things compare to the reality of people's livelihood? Do you know? In recent years, the phenomenon of random excavation and construction in Dongting Lake has caused the natural catch here to drop by 50% compared with the 76s! People in high positions should worry about their people. Providing millions of people with a full meal and a home that is not affected by floods and waterlogging is the most important purpose of the 4350 project. The ideas you mentioned at the meeting today are indeed very forward-looking. If the policy is opened up for you, are you really sure?"

Zhang Yunqi said without hesitation: "Yes."

Hu Xianxun said yes!
As they talked, the two of them strolled slowly along the snow-covered lakeside. The scenery of the frozen Dongting Lake was not pleasant at dusk, but it was vast and majestic, with a variety of scenes.

After walking about three to five hundred meters, an old man caught Zhang Yunqi's attention.

An old man was sitting on the shore of Huishui Bay, wearing a straw raincoat, a bamboo hat, holding a long pole, and fishing.

In such snowy weather with extremely low temperatures, going to the lake to fish is indeed quite eye-catching. It is quite similar to the artistic conception described by Liu Zongyuan in "Snow on the River": No birds fly in the thousands of mountains, no people are seen in the thousands of paths, and an old man in a straw hat and raincoat is fishing alone in the cold river snow.

Zhang Yunqi thought that this old man must be an experienced angler.

Because the snow is cold, when a large number of snowflakes fall into the water, the temperature of the water surface will drop rapidly, and the fish will definitely go to the bottom and gather. The temperature of shallow water changes greatly, and fish generally choose to hide in warmer places such as grass areas and deep water. Therefore, it is relatively easy to catch fish in snowy weather using a long rod to fish deep.

Hu Xianxun stood at a distance and watched quietly for a while, then walked over with his hands behind his back. He glanced at the fish basket next to him and said with a smile, "Brother, you have a big catch today."

The old fisherman turned his head to glance at Hu Xianxun and saw that this man was tall and thin, with dark skin, sunken face, and sparse gray hair. At first glance, he seemed to be an ordinary old man of the same age as him, but strangely, he could clearly feel the abundant energy in his body. His eyes were bright and his every move was full of momentum. Combined with the expressions of the three young people who followed him, he guessed that this old man was probably a wealthy man.

He laughed dryly: "God has given me some food to eat."

Hu Xianxun sat down on a big rock nearby and said with a smile, "Brother, you must be a fisherman from a nearby village. But it's snowing heavily, and you're quite old, why don't you stay at home and warm yourself by the fire?"

The old fisherman said, "Don't laugh. We are poor people who can't even get enough to eat on weekdays, how can we enjoy a leisurely life? I want to take advantage of the slack season to catch some fish and smoke them into basil, and then go back to the market to exchange them for some money. My granddaughter's living expenses for college are still not settled."

Hu Xianxun nodded.

He glanced at the fish mark in the water and was about to speak when he suddenly heard footsteps from the side. He turned his head and found a group of strangers walking towards him in the heavy snow.

The people here were all very young, with red bands of "Lin's Fish Protection Team" on their arms. They looked aggressive and a bit arrogant.

The old fisherman also saw the group of young men approaching. His hands trembled, and he didn't even have time to reel in his fishing rod. He picked up the fish basket and ran away.

Hu Xianxun and Zhang Yunqi were both stunned by this sudden scene.

Later, they saw the young men from the fish protection team chasing after the old fisherman. Of course, an old man couldn't outrun those young men who were full of energy. In a short while, the staggering old fisherman was caught.

The next scene surprised them even more.

The young men from the fish protection team pinned the old fisherman down in the snow and beat him up. Because they were surrounded, Zhang Yunqi couldn't see the specific situation inside, but the old fisherman's wailing was particularly shrill.

Hu Xianxun, with an expressionless face, suddenly signaled to the two security guards behind him, and the security guards rushed over immediately.

These two men were obviously no pushovers. They didn't even take out their real weapons. In just three to five minutes, they knocked all the members of the fish protection team to the ground with their bare hands, beating them so hard that they screamed and howled like ghosts, and floated over the empty lake for a long time.

As the middle-aged man who led the fishing team stood up and ran away, he was still swearing: "Just wait! Don't fucking run! Wait until I call someone to cut off your legs!"

The security personnel had obviously been rigorously trained and knew their limits. They did not talk back, and after watching the fish protection team flee in a panic, they returned and stood behind Hu Xianxun.

Hu Xianxun walked over, stretched out his hand to help the old fisherman lying on the ground with blood all over his face, and said, "Old brother, why did they beat you?" The old fisherman struggled to sit up and spat. The blood in his saliva immediately dyed the snow on the ground red. He covered his chest and gasped, saying, "They beat us, what's the reason? These bastards occupied the river and destroyed our livelihood a long time ago!"

Hu Xianxun asked, "Is fishing not allowed in this lake?"

The old fisherman wiped the blood off his face, his wrinkled face full of misery: "Fishing has been banned for a long time. These damned beasts have occupied the river, built cofferdams privately, and claimed the nearby lakes as their own fishing grounds! We ordinary people, how can we survive!"

Hu Xianxun asked gently, "What exactly happened?"

The old fisherman opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but hesitated. Finally, he raised his head with difficulty to look at Hu Xianxun. Seeing that Hu Xianxun's eyes were firm and focused, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you... an official?"

Hu Xianxun said: "Servant of the people!"

After hearing this, the old fisherman's expression became hesitant again.

He seemed to be afraid to tell Hu Xianxun, but he also wanted to tell Hu Xianxun. He hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help it: "Since the age difference between us is not too big, and you can save a commoner like me, even if you are an official, you should be a good official who serves the people. Then I will tell you the story."

The old fisherman took out his pipe and rolled a dry tobacco stick, handed it to Hu Xianxun, and then rolled another one. The two old men puffed for a while, and then the old fisherman slowly began to talk: "It's a long story. Four years ago, a private owner came to our Quyuanwan. His name is Lin Guomin. He has seven brothers and he is the fourth. He is called 'Lin Laosi'. A few years ago, he signed a contract with the Yuanjiang, Xiangyin and Luhu reed fields. He was originally a reed farmer, but he used this as an excuse to privately build three cement dams and gates in the lakes in this area. In broad daylight, he excavated the mud in the lake, raised it up and widened it little by little, and built a low dam with an area of ​​more than 30,000 acres. He monopolized nearly 30,000 acres of lakes and monopolized all the nearby water conservancy, forestry and fishery resources!"

When talking about these injustices, the old fisherman's wrinkled face did not show any strong anger. Perhaps he had become numbed by the oppression over the years.

He took a deep puff of his cigarette and continued, "Since then, the fishermen nearby have lost their livelihood. Anyone who dares to come and fish will be beaten. I was born and raised here and have been fishing for half my life, but since then, I dare not fish openly. I usually rely on my one-third acre of land to make a living. Fortunately, the country's economic situation is good now, and my son can go to the city to work, otherwise my granddaughter can't even afford to go to school! For us peasants, having a college student in our family is originally a matter of honor, but raising a child is really a struggle! Today, I thought that it was cold and the fish protection team probably wouldn't come, so I wanted to catch some fish to earn some money. My granddaughter will go to school in the spring, and I could help her with some living expenses. I didn't expect that the damn beasts would not let me live."

Zhang Yunqi was standing nearby. After listening to all of this, his mood became somewhat complicated.

He not only felt sympathy for the poor old fisherman, but he was also clearly aware of the conflict of interests involved in the matter the old fisherman was talking about.

The water here is very deep.

The bigger problem is that this kind of private construction of low-lying dams is bound to involve random excavation, filling and construction, and it involves a lake of nearly 30,000 acres. The project is huge and will inevitably lead to subsidence of the land around the lake and changes in the groundwater level, which will in turn threaten the stability of the embankment and cause major floods!
In fact, when inspecting this morning, Zhang Yunqi had already thought of the devastating flood in 98.

That year, the flood situation in southern Hunan was very serious.

At present, there must be many people like Lin Guomin who privately build low dikes in Dongting area. If we cannot completely ban it and push the first phase of the 3450 project to start as soon as possible, in 98, millions of people in this area are likely to fall into dire straits!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yunqi felt even more complicated.

He didn't want to know this, but he knew it. He wanted to say something to Hu Xianxun, but he felt that whatever he said was powerless. The great power of the times was rolling in, and no one could stop it. The so-called "man conquers nature", how difficult it is to truly realize these four words.

By this time, the old fisherman had finished telling the story. He slowly stood up while holding the fish basket and said that his wife had passed away many years ago, his daughter-in-law had divorced his son and remarried, and his only son was working in Lijin and would not be back until the Chinese New Year. He came back this time because his granddaughter's school was on New Year's Day. As it was getting dark, he had to hurry home, otherwise his granddaughter would be worried when she was alone at home.

"Old brother, please walk slower. Your granddaughter has a promising future. There is always hope for the future, and things will become more and more prosperous." Hu Xianxun felt in his shirt pocket, took out all the sixty-three yuan he had and handed it to the old fisherman. Seeing this, Zhang Yunqi also handed over all the more than six hundred yuan in his pocket, which made the old fisherman's eyes red. He bent over, said a lot of words of thanks in a timid manner, and then turned and left.

In the heavy snow, the old fisherman, carrying a fish basket on his back, holding a fishing rod, and wearing a tattered old raincoat, staggered away, leaving a long trail of staggering footprints on the pure white ground, all the way to the end of the sky.

For a long, long time.

Hu Xianxun retracted his gaze and said calmly: "Among the millions of people in Dongting, there should be many people like this old fisherman."

Zhang Yunqi was silent: "The epitome of the times."

Hu Xianxun suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Yunqi: "Let me ask you again, if the policy is opened up to you, are you sure that the ideas you put forward at the meeting today can be realized?"

Zhang Yunqi answered again without hesitation: "Yes!"

Hu Xianxun said, "Okay! It doesn't matter if the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat. I can open a way for you. The provincial state-owned capital platform will form a joint venture with you, allowing you to join the 4350 Phase I project financing group, and you, Zhang Yunqi, a private entrepreneur, will be in charge of the 54 mu of land! But how much money can you get for me?"

Zhang Yunqi was already feeling a surge of emotion.

Although he clearly realized that the risk of being involved in Project 4350 was huge, such a large-scale key project, if he made a mistake, he would be ruined or even destroyed! But for him now, the pursuit of money alone was meaningless. He had no way to go against his heart. He had to do what he really wanted to do in his heart! And Project 4350 was the perfect foundation for him to realize his inner thoughts!
He said: "The project system is too large to be estimated for the time being, but apart from the vacancies in financial support at all levels, I can guarantee that 70% will be provided through land operations, and the remaining 30% will be solved through policy-based financing."

Hu Xianxun asked: "Is this your military order?"

Zhang Yunqi said: "If it was the Tang Dynasty, I could put my life on the line, but now, I can only put my entire fortune on the line."

Hu Xianxun looked at Zhang Yunqi deeply, and then he looked up at Dongting Lake. The vast expanse of smoke and waves was thousands of miles away, and the setting sun was projected onto the earth through the wind and snow, with floating light and golden reflections, and still shadows as clear as a jade.

He said, "It seems that you took Fan Zhongyan's Yueyang Tower to heart when you were in school. Without this man, who would I go home with? Jiang Ruqin really understands talent."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of messy footsteps in the distance.

Zhang Yunqi turned his head and saw about thirty or forty strong men, with red bands of "Lin's Fish Protection Team" on their arms, holding sticks, and running towards them from a distance with a fierce look on their faces.

He turned his head to look at Hu Xianxun beside him. The old man's eyes narrowed and flashed a sharp light!
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