I make a living solving crimes.

The case in Jinling was not too difficult. As the former capital of a previous dynasty, there were few capitalists left, and even if there were, most of them were very honest.

Chang Wei has been very leisurely these days. When the operation in Shanghai was in full swing, he even took time out to visit the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

Well, you can go here. The old man even visited here in person in 53, and no one dares to make a fuss about it.

As for the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, you can only view it from afar.

Deep down, Chang Wei wanted to go next door.

Zhu Shiliu and his wife are buried there.

Everyone has his own evaluation of him. In Chang Wei's mind, he is probably the most remarkable one among the more than 400 emperors in history.

In addition to driving out the Tartars, he also married a good wife.

That is the model of a mother ruling the country.

If only all the queens in the world could be like Queen Ma...

I can't think about it any further.

What a coincidence! The two people buried on this mountain both had the goal of expelling the Tartars, achieved their goal, and finally became neighbors.

Chang Wei walked through the Boai Pavilion, walked along the long tomb passage, and finally stood in front of the mausoleum gate.

He raised his head and his eyes stopped on the four big characters "天下为公", staring at them for a long time.

In his previous life, he had come here twice, both times with the mentality of sightseeing and had never seriously thought about these four words.

The four characters on the stone are selected from the handwriting of the master, and the original words are quoted from the Book of Rites: "When the great way is practiced, the world is for all."

There is no need to explain in detail. Anyone who sees these four words is more handsome and cultured than Chang Wei, and can understand it at a glance!

His footsteps stopped here for a while, then he sighed and turned to go down the mountain.

......

After the first month of the year, the days go by quickly.

On the third day after Du Ye got married, he took Chang Da and Bai Ze's people to Chuandu. Because he was worried that Chang Wei would not have enough manpower, he sent the two brothers Ao Wen and Ao Bin to Jinling to take orders.

Chang Wei has even less time. Apart from occasionally paying attention to the happenings in Shanghai, he just walks through the streets and alleys every day, enjoying the beautiful scenery, eating delicious food, and looking at beautiful women.

With Wang Yong stepping forward, the capitalists in Shanghai could not make any waves under the general trend.

A few days later, Fan Tuaner rushed over from Shanghai.

An accident occurred during the operation to capture Shen Xiangnan. The gunmen he recruited openly resisted. Secretary Qiao and Editor Wen encountered an enemy counterattack while conducting interviews on the front line. Officer Hong, who was protecting them, was injured and had one leg blown off. Both of them suffered shrapnel injuries on their faces, leaving irreparable scars.

In view of their bravery and fearlessness, Shanghai commended them and properly arranged their lives and work.

It’s a pity that the careers of these three people were interrupted and they have never been able to show up in public since then.

Fan Tuan'er sat at his desk and finished speaking in his usual calm tone, "From now on, they can only do behind-the-scenes work. If there are any problems again, they can be easily solved."

Chang Wei walked back from the window to drink tea and nodded, "Let's leave it at that. I'll thank Uncle Fan when I return to the capital."

He spoke lightly, but Fan Tuaner could hear the ease in his tone, and she began to laugh, with the warmth of a spring breeze.

The two were chatting, and the sound of quarreling was heard outside the porch.

"Brother, don't stop me. I have to tell the team leader about this. This is too bullying."

"Second brother, the political commissar is here, and they are discussing work. There is no need to bother the team leader with such a small matter. Just come forward and solve it yourself."

"How can I solve this problem? They will definitely listen to me now, but what about after I leave?"

"This kind of thing is troublesome in the first place, and it's not just his problem. Don't make it difficult for the team leader."

Seeing Chang Wei's eyebrows knitted together, Fan Tuan'er quickly stood up, opened the door and asked, "Aowen Aobin, what happened?"

Ao Wen paused, sighed, and let go of Ao Bin's hand.

"Political Commissar, there is something I need to tell the team leader." Ao Bin took a step forward fearlessly and said loudly, "The team leader will definitely support me after hearing this."

Fan Tuan'er nodded slightly and stepped aside, "Come in and talk."

In the office, Ao Bin was still angry and quickly told what had happened to him.

In fact, it is very simple. An anti-Japanese war veteran was labeled a villain by the neighborhood committee. He was criticized every day and had to sweep toilets and carry manure.

The reason why Ao Bin was angry was that the old soldier was a disabled person. His lungs were pierced by the Japanese bullet. He continued to fight by covering the wound with a handful of soil. Now he was a little out of breath when he walked.

The reason why the neighborhood committee treated him like this is because this old soldier is not our soldier.

Ao Bin is still a young man, full of passion, and he can't bear to see heroes being insulted.

The reason why Ao Wen stopped him was because it was very easy to make mistakes, and even Chang Wei might not be able to do anything about it.

After Ao Bin finished speaking, he was still very angry, his face flushed red. While speaking, he carefully observed Chang Wei's expression, "Team Leader, you didn't see the faces of those women in the neighborhood committee. Before I revealed my identity, they were so arrogant. They were not even officials, but they acted so high and mighty."

The neighborhood committee, a subordinate unit of the street office, does not even have a regular staff.

But they still have some power.

The greatest evil of human nature is to make things difficult for others to the greatest extent possible within the scope of one's power.

After listening to what he said, Chang Wei asked seriously, "Can you confirm the identity of the veteran? Did he really participate in the war of resistance?"

"I went to the Investigation Bureau to check. They have records of his unit number, the battles he participated in, and the reason for his injury." Ao Bin answered, patting his chest.

Chang Wei thought for a while, then stood up and said, "Take me to see it."

Ao Bin didn't expect Chang Wei to refuse without hesitation. Instead, he hesitated and asked anxiously, "Team Leader, will this cause you trouble?"

"A few women from the neighborhood committee, are they qualified?" There was no trace of contempt in Chang Wei's tone.

This is Jinling, and all those who participated in the anti-Japanese war should be respected.

For many years, this place was very resistant. It was once a forbidden area for the Japanese devils, and even when attracting investment, they didn't ask for money from the Japanese.

Young students even dare to fight in McDonald's because of each other's bad words.

But there are always some bad apples that always ruin the city's reputation and make it a laughing stock in the end.

Chang Wei met the old soldier in front of a public toilet in the alley.

Although he is called a veteran, he is probably only in his thirties. He is tortured by illness and has become emaciated. His hair is gray and he even trembles when he walks while carrying a dung bucket.

Chang Wei took two steps closer, took the shoulder pole off his shoulders, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

The old soldier took two steps back tremblingly, looking at Chang Wei's sincere face, and seeing the concern in the eyes of Fan Tuan'er, Ao Wen and Ao Bin behind him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he murmured: "Not tired, I'm not tired!"