The conspiracy of the courtyard

Chapter 134 Respond Calmly

Chen Ping felt that her body became much more relaxed after Lu Zixuan pricked her finger, so she made a request:

"Son, I feel like your mind seems to be much clearer after the injection. How about you give it another injection?

Well, why don’t you do it secretly later, or when I’m sleeping, I’m a little afraid to watch.”

Lu Zixuan shook his head and said:

"Mom, don't think too much. Maybe he wants to get your experience. It's okay. You will recover slowly.

This sounds scary, but it’s actually not that mysterious, and many psychiatrists know how to do it.”

Chen Ping had no idea and could only ask Lu Zixuan.

"Son, how should we deal with this? He is different from the people in the Siheyuan. Do you have any ideas?"

“Not yet, but he’s human, he has weaknesses, and he can find ways around them.

You should take a rest first and don’t think too much. He has requirements of you, so he won’t do anything harmful.

You take a rest first, I'll ask Zhuzi to make some food and bring it to you."

Lu Zixuan comforted Chen Ping with a few words and then went out.

I went to the middle courtyard to find He Yuzhu to cook, and called Cheng Xiaoman to He Yushui's room.

Without much pleasantries, he just talked about the important things that Lao Tong had done to his mother and daughter.

Cheng Xiaoman agreed with Lu Zixuan's approach of keeping a low profile, and suggested that the couple be responsible for picking up and dropping off Chen Ping to and from get off work for the time being.

For three consecutive days, Lu Zixuan visited all the people introduced by Lao Tong.

The purpose was only one, to tell them that he had broken up with Lao Tong, and if anything happened between them, it would be Lao Tong's fault.

He also found the secret team he had established to investigate everything about Lao Tong.

"Old Xiao, it's really awkward for me to call you Old Xiao every day at my age."

Lu Zixuan finally went to Lao Xiao's house to ask for advice.

"You know why I did this recently. Although it won't have much effect, it should at least have some impact on his reputation. Do you have any good ideas?"

Lao Xiao waved his hand and said:

"Didn't you say that this would be good for both of us? Let's just call you that. I think it's great. I feel like I've become a young man.

I knew you would come to ask me sooner or later. Here, I give you some old files of Lao Tong.

In fact, with Lao Tong's connections and military achievements, he was more than qualified to be a district chief, but his background was not good enough.

This is not a secret, it's just been so long that I forgot about it. I only remembered it after someone reminded me.

But from what I know, he probably doesn't think highly of your family. He places great emphasis on bloodlines and won't just marry anyone casually. You have to understand this.

My opinion is to ignore it. At least in Beijing, he is not bold enough to conflict with you."

After saying goodbye to Lao Xiao, Lu Zixuan hurried home and sorted out all the information he had collected.

According to the information, the person who verified the military merits at that time went to Lao Tong’s hometown but did not find him.

However, we found several of his fellow villagers, who said that his family had moved away before liberation. No one knew where he moved to, but we learned some personal information.

Lao Tong, a Manchu with the surname Tongjia, was a genuine member of the Eight Banners. After joining the army, he changed his name to Tong Xingguo.

At the beginning, the organization arranged for him to work in the Ethnic Affairs Commission, but he did not agree, so he was assigned the position of clerk, and he chose the position of gatekeeper of the street office on his own initiative.

Rumor has it that he had a son who took his mother's surname and was named Zhao Jun. Government archives record that all his family members died in the war.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, more than 60 injured people were rescued and more than 20 powerful leaders were in office, but the exact number is unknown.

After reading the information, Lu Zixuan calculated his chances of winning in his mind.

Almost all of Lao Tong’s power, connections, and information channels come from government agencies.

The only option left to fight the government is the army, but the resources at their disposal are almost zero, so this avenue is blocked.

The cost of utilizing the power of the grassroots is too high and we cannot afford it.

Suddenly, a gleam of confidence flashed in Lu Zixuan's eyes. He made up his mind and began to speculate on the feasibility of the plan in his mind.

Lu Zixuan closed his eyes and perfected the plan step by step in his mind. Before he could completely connect the dots, he was interrupted by He Yuzhui's knock on the door.

"Xuanxuan, I want to tell you about the big pot meal I made on the street these past two days, is that okay?"

It wasn't a big deal, but it was infuriating. Because it was a big pot meal, many people had eaten it, so it was fine to bring it to family members.

The main problem is waste, because it is not their own food. Almost everyone takes two bowls if they can eat one, and throws the rest away.

The steamed corn bread was better, so they were taken home. Half of the vegetables and porridge were poured into the泔水桶.

He Yuzhu reported the matter to the neighborhood office, but all he got was one reply: he should figure out a way to avoid waste and still ensure that people had enough to eat.

He Yuzhu thought about making the food less tasty, but was stopped by Cheng Xiaoman, who was afraid that it would affect his future promotion as a chef.

Having thought that all other plans were rejected, either affecting his personal future or bringing hatred to his family, He Yuzhu blamed himself for meddling in other people's affairs and could only seek help from the wise man in his family.

Lu Zixuan thought for a while before coming up with an idea.

"I'll prepare some paper meal tickets for you. You can give them to the accountant at the street office and have him stamp them.

Three days' meal tickets will be issued to each team leader, at the rate of three tickets per person per meal.

Let the team leader distribute the work to the team members himself. The more work he does, the more he gets; the less work he does, the less he gets.

From now on, meals will be purchased with tickets. One ticket represents a meal, and each meal consists of half a bowl of rice and half a steamed bun.

After you get your meal, take back the meal ticket. The effect should appear after three days. Do you understand what this means?"

After thinking for a long time, He Yuzhu shook his head to indicate that he didn't understand.

Cheng Xiaoman suddenly understood and couldn't help but admire.

“This method is good. As long as there is a fixed amount of anything, there will be competition, and where there is competition there will be struggle, and where there is struggle there will be contradictions.

Turn the invisible power in the captain's hands into a tangible meal ticket.

If it is distributed equally, those who contribute more will feel unbalanced and work progress will be affected.

The captain could only take back some of the meal tickets from those who were cheating and give them as rewards to those who worked harder.

Hardworking people will work harder to get more rewards, while lazy people will either work harder to get back their meal tickets, or continue to be lazy while going hungry.

The more you work, the more you get, and the fittest will survive. This is a good idea, but it has little to do with our cooking. "

Lu Zixuan smiled faintly and added explanation.

"Will you waste the food you worked so hard for? No. Then how do you spend the extra meal tickets?

They will exchange it for other benefits, such as letting the elderly and children at home eat. Smart people will share it with those who are hungry in exchange for favors or rewards.

Even if they are not full, they will not blame us cooks, but will only complain about the team leaders being unfair, or dislike the cadres in the street office being too stingy.

Is this the best of both worlds? The steelmaking progress has been caught up, and the most important thing is to get us out of the contradiction."