Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

About ten minutes later, Pei Qianqian came out, glanced at Chu Shijun who was watering the vegetable garden, and walked up to him sarcastically, "How come I didn't know that you, Secretary Chu, weren't nervous at all when you first visited your father-in-law? I wonder who was asking so many questions on the way, afraid of being kicked out, and even told me to prepare a tent to stay in as a sign of your determination."

"Nonsense, I wasn't nervous at all. I asked a lot of questions to show my respect for my parents."

Chu Shijun paused in his watering motion, feeling embarrassed, and could only emphasize.

"Okay, okay, you're right!" Pei Qianqian smiled.

Just a few meters apart, outside the courtyard gate, two sentries exchanged a glance, raised their eyebrows, and thought to themselves, "I knew this was a sweet job."

After Chu Shijun finished watering the plants and returned to the house, Pei Qianqian continued, "Shijun, Ruizhe's marriage is settled, let's settle Yunfeng's too. What are your plans for their future arrangements?"

"Okay, I'll talk to Mingjian about it later."

After a pause, Chu Shijun thought of his two sons' current situation and shook his head, saying, "They are both still in school. I asked them about their plans before, and they both want to continue their studies for another two years."

"As for what comes next, there will be arrangements for Yunfeng at the National University. Dad has an old subordinate who is short of people. He has spoken to him a few times and asked him to go and hone his skills for two years. He can't just rely on theoretical knowledge; he needs practical experience."

"As for Ruizhe, we'll send him to the General Office for a few years to develop a macro-level perspective, and then send him to the grassroots level, wherever it's tough. That's what Dad and the others think too."

Throw it wherever the hardship is.

Pei Qianqian pursed her lips. "Isn't that too harsh? We don't expect much anyway. We just want them to have a normal job and be successful."

"Working normally?"

Chu Shijun shook his head. "They are my sons. Since they were born, when have they ever suffered? They have enjoyed privileges, so they should know where those privileges come from. True gold should not be afraid of being tested by fire or difficulties. Those who do not know the hardships of the people will hardly amount to anything."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked directly at Pei Qianqian.

"Last year, Yunfeng wanted to go to Nanhai, and his grandfather and I were very supportive. But you, this rich lady, secretly made a phone call and suppressed it. I said afterwards that there would be no next time."

"Enjoying the glory of their parents' generation provides them with a solid foundation. However, they themselves must also solidify that foundation through their actions and achievements. Therefore, we should be grateful that they now have a proactive and enterprising spirit, daring to serve the people and the country. We should encourage them instead of simply protecting them. Otherwise, what difference would there be between them and people like Gu Wangbei?"

"I don't want future generations to point fingers at me and say that I, the King of Chu, failed to raise my son properly."

"You haven't changed at all after all these years."

Pei Qianqian smiled gently. The person in front of her was still the same person who was full of enthusiasm and dedicated to his work back in Han University. How wonderful.

Chu Shijun put his arm around her shoulder, his gaze passing through the window as he looked at the houses, some bright and some dark, not far away.

He asked himself honestly, and he realized that nothing had changed.

He was like a butterfly, entering this world.

More than 20 years of trials and tribulations have led us step by step to where we are today.

The road beneath our feet is solid, and our footprints are deep and heavy.

He became increasingly clear about what he could do, what he dared to do, and what he could accomplish.

As he put it into practice step by step, he became more and more grounded.

The window faces south, but he is facing north.

Even gods have their limits, and the path to the summit is but a hair's breadth away.

As the ancients said, "When you reach the end of your journey, you must be more cautious and reflect on yourself more often."

Taking that first step marks another new beginning.

My former classmates and teachers are all below me, and I feel lonely and isolated.

He didn't know how many people would still genuinely call him "fellow traveler" by then.

Several years have passed like a dream, but now a successor has continued the story.

Whether the article will be completed or not, only God knows.

But we must do it, even if we are lonely in our old age, we cannot have lived in vain.

……

In the Baijiang region, years are not recorded, and seven and a half days pass in the blink of an eye.

The documents reviewed by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and the court were submitted to the Provincial Party Committee, and Chu Shijun gave unified instructions after reading them.

On the other side, the situation is the same in Yangcheng and Zhongjiang.

Subsequently, that evening, news outlets in Baijiang, Zhongjiang, and Yangcheng, along with their official short video accounts, released the following information:

Title: "A Crackdown on Organized Crime and Gangs: Eliminating the Cancer of Self-Interest."

According to this newspaper, recently, the Higher People's Courts of Baijiang, Zhongjiang, and Yangcheng, and the Intermediate People's Courts of Tianhe City, Zhencheng City, and Youcheng City, among others, held centralized first-instance public pronouncements on a series of related cases brought by the procuratorate against Gu Wangbei, Nie Mingyu, Xu Dong, Gao Mingyuan, Zhang Yang, Zhu Yang, and others for allegedly organizing, leading, and participating in organized crime, bribery, provoking trouble, extortion, illegal business operations, and harboring and condoning organized crime.

Taking into account all the facts of the crime, the amount of money involved, the organization's status, the surrender and meritorious service, the confession and acceptance of punishment, the return of stolen goods and compensation, and other sentencing factors, in accordance with the relevant provisions of the Criminal Law of the Great Xia Dynasty, the judgment is as follows:

The defendant, Gu Wangbei, was convicted of multiple crimes, including organizing and leading a mafia-style organization, provoking trouble, extortion, bribery, and forced trading. He was sentenced to death with immediate execution, deprivation of political rights for life, and confiscation of all personal property.

The defendant, Nie Mingyu, was convicted of participating in an organized crime syndicate, illegal business operations, obstructing testimony, and money laundering. He was sentenced to death with immediate execution, deprivation of political rights for life, and confiscation of all personal property.

The defendant, Gao Mingyuan, is sentenced to death with immediate execution.

The defendant, Xu Dong, was sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of commutation.

The defendant, Wang Zheng, was originally sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve and deprivation of political rights for life. After being commuted to life imprisonment according to law, the original sentence of deprivation of political rights for life remains unchanged.

The defendant, Zhu Yang, was sentenced to life imprisonment.

The defendant, Zhang Yang, was sentenced to eighteen years in prison.

The defendant, Liu Sheng, was sentenced to eighteen years in prison.

……

Yangcheng.

In his office, Nie Dahai looked at the death sentence written in the document, tears streaming down his face, and he sobbed uncontrollably several times.

Secretary-General Zhou Li cautiously knocked on the door and entered. Seeing the other person's state, he didn't know how to comfort them, so he could only step forward and wait quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Nie Dahai calmed himself and asked in a low voice, "Did you ask?"

"I asked, Secretary Nie,"

Zhou Li nodded and whispered, "The court said that no appeal was filed and that they accept all trial results. The court will then submit the application for approval in accordance with relevant requirements."

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that."

Nie Dahai closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and waved his hand. "Go back to work. I'm tired. Take a rest. Call me if you need anything."

Zhou Li didn't say anything more and quietly and slowly retreated.