Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

He turned his gaze to the window again, his facial expression had returned to its calm state, but the storm in the depths of his eyes was gathering madly.

"understood."

He uttered two words, his voice hoarse.

The secretary was relieved and quickly stepped back and closed the car door.

In the car, Zhao Lichun picked up the encrypted mobile phone and, without any hesitation, dialed a number he knew by heart.

The phone rang three times and was picked up.

"Hello, Secretary."

Gao Yuliang's calm and slightly respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhao Lichun didn't say hello, and didn't even give him any time to react. The first sentence he said was like a sledgehammer, hitting him hard.

"Hey, I'm in Handong."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable pressure that penetrated the radio waves and made Gao Yuliang's heart jump on the other end of the phone.

he came?

Why did he come here suddenly!

Countless thoughts flashed through Gao Yuliang's mind in an instant, but before he could organize his words, Zhao Lichun's second sentence came down like hail.

"You, the Handong Provincial Committee, allow the 20th Army to do whatever it wants!"

He squeezed out these words almost word by word from between his teeth, full of suppressed anger and questioning.

"A military unit, without a joint order from the Central Military Commission or notification to the local government, directly arrested someone in a prefecture-level city. The person arrested was a member of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee and the Executive Vice Mayor! Gao Yuliang, tell me, what kind of behavior is this?"

Gao Yuliang on the other end of the phone felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He could imagine Zhao Lichun's expression at the moment, and could even hear the volcano about to erupt in his words.

"Secretary, this matter... happened suddenly, and we are helpless..."

"Sudden?"

Zhao Lichun sneered, interrupting his defense. "While military vehicles were rampaging through the streets of Jinghai, what was your Provincial Party Committee doing? What was Sha Ruijin doing? What was Li Dakang doing? And what were you, Gao Yuliang, the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, doing?!"

A series of questions, like a machine gun, left Gao Yuliang speechless.

Zhao Lichun didn't give him a chance to explain. His voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised anger and majesty.

"This is a blatant trampling of local authority! It's a blatant provocation of our Party's principle of commanding the gun! If they dare to arrest a deputy mayor in Jinghai today, will they dare to drive tanks into your provincial party committee compound and take everyone away tomorrow?!"

"Handong, is it still Handong under the leadership of the Party?! Has your Handong Provincial Committee become a subordinate unit of the 20th Army?"

"I don't care who's behind Zhao Yuanchao, and I don't care what excuses he has! The 20th Army must give me an explanation for this matter! Give me an explanation!"

After Zhao Lichun finished speaking, he didn't give Gao Yuliang any chance to speak again. With a "click", he hung up the phone.

He threw his phone heavily onto the leather seat next to him, his chest heaving violently.

A perfect storm, a perfect accountability.

He wanted to let everyone see that although he, Zhao Lichun, had retired, the situation in Handong could not be changed by an outsider soldier.

Sha Ruijin, don’t you want to secure your position as provincial party secretary?

Now, here I am.

Can you catch it?

In the hall of the Provincial Public Security Department, the air froze into ice.

Sha Ruijin stood in place, his eyes passing through the crowd and fixed on Hou Liangping's back.

The shiny handcuffs were as dazzling as two lightning bolts under the light. Every time they swung, it was like a silent slap in the face of the Handong Provincial Party Committee.

The soldiers in neat military uniforms marched with resounding steps, escorting him and the dignity of the entire Handong officialdom step by step towards the darkness at the door.

This anti-corruption director from the capital, this young man whom he once had high hopes for, has now become the fuse that ignites the entire Handong powder keg.

And Sha Ruijin, the provincial party secretary, could only stand here and watch.

There was nothing he could do.

Gao Yuliang frowned, clutching his phone, ready to tell Sha Ruijin: "Secretary Zhao, we're here!"

Chapter 111 A sudden storm arises in Handong!

Gao Yuliang came to Sha Ruijin's side, and at this time the military police were escorting Hou Liangping.

"Secretary Sha. Secretary Zhao Lichun has arrived in Handong!"

Sha Ruijin's expression changed drastically!

Zhao Lichun has arrived.

He has been doing business in Handong for his entire life and is not comparable to Sha Ruijin.

Sha Ruijin was in a dilemma at this time.

The military's actions bypassed him and the provincial party committee, and like a sharp scalpel, it precisely and brutally cut into the heart of Handong.

Now, even Zhao Lichun, the big Buddha who has been silent for many years, has been alarmed.

Sha Ruijin's fists clenched quietly at his sides.

He could feel the vague gazes around him, some sympathetic, some gloating, and more often, scrutiny and observation.

The Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, Gao Yuliang, glanced across Sha Ruijin's ashen face without stopping.

He had just finished a phone call, and the phone was still in his pocket, but it felt like a red-hot iron, burning his heart.

He moved half a step calmly, moved closer to the Discipline Inspection Commission Secretary Tian Guofu, leaned forward slightly, and uttered a few words quickly in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Guofu, Secretary Zhao Lichun is here."

The voice was very light, but it was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, stirring up huge waves in Tian Guofu's heart.

For the first time, Tian Guofu's usually calm face showed obvious cracks.

His eyebrows jumped suddenly, his eyes became sharp in an instant, he turned his head and stared at Gao Yuliang.

Zhao Lichun!

This name means an era for the Handong officialdom.

He was the sky of Handong in the past. Every node and every thread of that invisible net was woven by his own hands.

Sha Ruijin is a fierce dragon that came from the sky, but Zhao Lichun is a local snake that has been entrenched here for decades, no, he is a giant python that has become a spirit.

Why is he back?

At this juncture?

Gao Yuliang didn't give him much time to digest the information and continued in a low voice: "The person who just called me was very angry."

He paused, carefully choosing his words, and relayed Zhao Lichun's fury in more politically charged terms. "Secretary Zhao questioned me and the provincial Party committee about why we allowed the army to do whatever it wanted on Handong's territory. He said this was a blatant challenge to the Party's principle of commanding the armed forces."

Tian Guofu's pupils contracted slightly.

Old fox!

It is indeed an old fox!

Zhao Lichun doesn't care about any issues of principle at all. He is trying to seize the moral and political high ground!

He directly defined Zhao Yuanchao's military actions as an attack on the local party committee, and portrayed himself as the "stabilizing force" to maintain political stability in Handong.

This move is too advanced.

Gao Yuliang saw through Tian Guofu's thoughts, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes behind his glasses: "The old secretary's meaning is very clear. The Provincial Party Committee must give an explanation for this matter. He, the 'old secretary', also wants to ask on Handong's behalf whether this day is still the Party's."

This is really heartbreaking.

If the "Party" is brought up, who would dare to oppose it?

Who dares to say "no"?

Sha Ruijin is not qualified. As a new secretary, he has not yet established a solid foundation and must hold high the banner of the Party.

Zhao Yuanchao...

Does he dare?

As a military commander, how could he be above the Party discipline and national laws?

"Secretary Zhao is coming with great force,"

Gao Yuliang lowered his voice to a whisper. "He's not here to mediate, he's here to hold us accountable. I'm worried his next move will be a head-on clash with Zhao Yuanchao of the 20th Army..."

After the words fell, a brief silence fell between the two.

Gao Yuliang adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. The lenses reflected the pale light in the corridor and also concealed the complex and inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

He walked slowly to Sha Ruijin's side, with a subtle distance between them, neither too close nor too distant.

The air still lingered with the tense atmosphere of the previous confrontation with the military.

"Secretary Sha." "Secretary Zhao Lichun has already arrived in Jingzhou. Do you think I should go and greet him on behalf of the Provincial Party Committee?"

He used a question, but his tone contained a statement that left no room for argument.

This is a political conspiracy and an unavoidable choice.

Zhao Lichun!

Sha Ruijin's eyelids twitched suddenly.

This name was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

He could almost feel his heart suddenly contracting.

The sky in Handong has returned to its old state.

The intricate web of relationships on this land, the giant web that Zhao Lichun had woven for decades and that was deeply ingrained in his bones, had just been torn open by Sha Ruijin, when the weaver came back in person.

And it happened at the most critical moment.

He could imagine how many eyes in the Handong officialdom were staring at this place at this moment, and how many phones were burning with excitement because of this news.