In late autumn, the northern mountain is full of red red. A red sun jumps out from the top of the mountain in the distance. The morning glow is colorful and brilliant, which makes people feel refreshed. Next to the stone pavilion at the foot of the mountain is parked, and a few off-road jeeps. More than a dozen guards in plain clothes are scattered around the pavilion to watch.

Mu Guoxing stood in the pavilion with his grandfather and grandmother. None of his grandparents and grandchildren spoke, as if they were all fascinated by the scene in front of him.

The old man rarely comes out and walks around. He occasionally goes out in the car and looks out through the car window. Today, he finally has this opportunity. Looking at the beautiful scenery, the old man is naturally a little confused. As for what he is thinking in his heart, no one knows.

"Grandpa, look at how beautiful the scenery here is. If you have time, go out for more with your grandma. This will also benefit your elderly's health."

Mr. Mu retracted his gaze, looked at Mu Guoxing, sighed and waved his hand and said, "I will mobilize many people once I come out. I can't stand this rule. If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have come out."

Mu Guoxing's guard Zhang Meng jogged over, placed three soft pads on the stone bench, looked at the respected old man who was only seen on TV on weekdays, and quickly returned to his position, patrolling everything around him vigilantly.

"Grandpa, grandma, sit down and rest for a while."

Mr. Mu smiled and sat on the stone bench with the old lady at the same time. He looked at Zhang Meng and asked, "Your guard is very good, what the guard bureau sent to you?"

Mu Guoxing replied: "This young man is called Zhang Meng. He was recommended to me by Commander Yue of Guangnan Military Region. He performed well. His current organization is still in the military region. I am planning to transfer him to the Guard Bureau after a while."

The old man nodded: "Don't you have six apprentices? How do you plan to arrange them in the future?"

"Don't bother to organize the six of them, just let me arrange it myself."

Mr. Mu shook his head: "A person's life is for fame and fortune, and there will always be a day when he gets old. When he is young, he can follow you around the world. If he has profit, he will remember this fame. At that time, what will you do?"

To be honest, Mu Guoxing really didn't expect this. It turned out that what he and Zhong Ling imagined was that when his six disciples were old, they would give them more money, which would be considered as not being bad for them, but they just didn't expect to give them a suitable position. Sometimes, too much money may not be a good thing, and fame and fortune are indispensable.

Seeing that Mu Guoxing did not speak, Mr. Mu said again: "Since your six apprentices are all military and their current staffing is still in the Military Commission, go find your Grandpa Zhong’s former guard secretary Wei Gang and transfer the staffing of your six apprentices from the Military Commission to the Central Police Station. The treatment you deserve must be given to others. Even if one day they get old, the organization will give them a good arrangement. Just follow you like this, there will always be some unreasonable reasons."

Mu Guoxing's grandmother smiled aside: "Guoxing, your grandfather has been *hearted for others for the rest of his life. Even if he goes out for a trip, he has never forgotten to care about other people's progress."

"Grandma, what my grandfather said is right. I have neglected these things."

The old man stood up first: "Let's go out and go out, you can't just sit here, let's go to the front to take a look."

The three grandparents and grandsons were about to take a step when two small cars drove over on the road at the foot of the mountain. They hurriedly got out of the car, and several people dressed in a cadre. After walking a few steps, they were stopped by the guards from a distance.

The old man sighed: "Oh, it's really boring to come out once. I agreed not to let the place be disturbed, and some people just don't listen."

Mu Guoxing smiled: "It's not easy for these local cadres. I don't know it's better, but once I know, how can they not come?"

The old man said, "Go and tell them, no matter where the cadres come from, they will go back. I will take their wishes. I will go back around here and I will not run around."

The old man's words were a bit helpless. People of their level seemed to be powerful on the surface, but in fact they were not free at all. Every move was subject to many restrictions. Although they held the power, they were also subject to various regulations in their daily lives.

Of course, Mu Guoxing would not tell these people in person. He waved to Mr. Mu's commander, conveyed Mr. Mu's instructions, and turned around and accompanied the two old men to the mountain.

Zhang Meng followed the instructions of Mr. Mu's guard secretary and took the lead in opening the way, staring at the surroundings with vigilant eyes. This morning, when he heard Mu Guoxing say that he wanted to accompany his old man to the North Mountain, he was always in excitement. As a soldier, Zhang Meng was always inspired by the heroic deeds of Mr. Mu's generation.

Before Mr. Mu left, Zhang Meng could still see him on TV. After Mr. Mu left, he never saw this respected old man again. This time, he was so excited that he could follow Mu Guoxing and become one of the guards of this legendary old man.

The guards who stopped the cadres received instructions from the headset and conveyed Mr. Mu's instructions to them. Several people were very disappointed when they heard that the leader was not ready to see them. They looked at the figure of the leader in the distance.

Among these people, the leader was Wang Zonghou, the district party secretary of Beishan District. Wang Zonghou did not get the news of Mr. Mu's trip through formal channels, but learned it through a relative who worked in the Central Guard Bureau.

His relative just told him casually on the phone that an old leader might have to go to Beishan to take a look, but he did not specifically say which leader he was or the specific time he went there. For example, cadres at Wang Zonghou's level, let alone being able to meet the central leader, it is a very honor to meet the city-level leaders.

So Wang Zonghou gathered several of his confidants and arranged a task very secretly. He arrived at the intersection leading to Beishan early in the morning and waited, but unexpectedly he still landed behind the leader.

When Wang Zonghou was stopped by the guards, he realized that the central chief was nothing but the father of their municipal party secretary Mu Congwen, the respected top five leader. At this time, Wang Zonghou seemed to see a treasure, but he was not far away, but he couldn't get it. Are you worried?

Wang Zonghou was also very clear that he could meet Mr. Mu and let Mr. Mu remember him. If Mr. Mu mentioned him one day in front of Secretary Mu, wouldn’t his future be bright?

No matter what Wang Zonghou said, the guards were unmoved and faithfully performed their duties. Since the leader could not say anything, he would never let them go. Although Wang Zonghou was also a department-level cadre, in the eyes of these guards, even those ministers were nothing, let alone the district party secretary at the department-level.

Wang Zonghou had no choice but to discuss with his several confidants. Everyone agreed that even if the leader did not meet, he would never give up this opportunity. Now he had to wait here. Maybe when the leader returned to see them, he was moved by their sincerity, and it was not impossible to meet them with exception.

The old man seemed to be very familiar with the place. He took the lead in walking into a forest, stroked a pine and cypress as thick as a bowl and didn't speak for a long time. His vicissitudes of face was filled with complex expressions.

Mu Guoxing asked, "Grandpa, have you been here before?"

"I've been here. This tree was planted by me by myself back then. It has grown so big for so many years."

The old man pointed to the woods and introduced to Mu Guoxing, which leader planted the tree, and how is this person's condition now. He pointed to several other trees and said, "The person who planted these trees has passed away now."

Following the old man's story, Mu Guoxing discovered that seven or eight out of ten people who planted these trees were no longer alive. Even the surviving ones are bedridden and cannot go out. Only Mr. Mu is the only one of these people who are healthy.
Chapter completed!