Official excuse: I was sent to work at the grassroots level for training, and Hou Liangping arrested

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A calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Liangping, don't panic, calm down. We'll definitely find a way."

Hou Liangping said anxiously, "Xiao Ai, I have been demoted to Handong and I am to serve as the chief prosecutor of the Dongping City Procuratorate in Handong Province."

“You have to understand, Dongping City is just a county-level city. The chief prosecutor is only a deputy division chief. This is clearly aimed at our Zhong family. We can’t just sit here and wait to be killed.”

Zhong Xiaoai's expression was serious as she comforted him, "Liangping, I know this is hard to accept. But it's precisely at times like these that we need to stay calm. I'll try to find out more information, and you should also try to keep a low profile and not give anyone any leverage against you."

Hou Liangping took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down: "Okay, Xiao Ai. I'll listen to you, these black sheep."

After hanging up the phone, Hou Liangping sat at his desk, looking at the cabinet documents in his hand, his eyes revealing determination and unyielding spirit.

He knew this political struggle had only just begun, and he had to fight tooth and nail for his own future and Zhong Xiaoai's.

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Office of the Beijing Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Zhong Xiaoai slowly put down her phone, her expression extremely grave. She knew that someone was targeting the Zhong family.

Hou Liangping was merely an appetizer.

Thinking of this, Zhong Xiaoai quickly made a phone call: "Dad. Liangping is in trouble. He has been demoted to Dongping City, Handong Province, to serve as the chief prosecutor."

Zhong Zhengguo's voice was steady and powerful: "Xiao Ai, don't panic, tell me slowly. What exactly happened?"

Zhong Xiaoai told Zhong Zhengguo the whole story.

After listening, Zhong Zhengguo remained silent for a moment, then said, "Xiao Ai, I understand. Take care of yourself first. I'll figure something out for Liangping."

Zhong Xiaoai felt a little relieved: "Dad, you must save Liangping. He is innocent."

Zhong Zhengguo sighed: "Don't worry, daughter. I'll handle it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Zhengguo stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside, lost in thought.

He knew that the political struggle was escalating and that he had to make a choice.

Either compromise or fight.

Zhong Zhengguo's eyes were resolute; he chose the latter.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Old Qin, it's me. We need to talk."

A steady voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Zhong, I know why you're calling me. Don't worry, I'll do my best."

Zhong Zhengguo nodded: "Okay, Lao Qin. I'll leave it to you then."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Zhengguo stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside, his heart filled with determination and courage.

He knew that this struggle not only concerned the future of Hou Liangping and the Zhong family, but also his own future.

He must fight for justice and truth.

. . . . .

at the same time.

Zhao Menglong, the second deputy secretary of the Imperial City Guard, was dressed in a black work uniform. His hair was slicked back, and he walked with a resolute and confident stride.

He strode into the Beijing Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection's office building.

Zhao Menglong, acting on orders from Secretary Lin Hu, led agents from the Imperial City Guard to take Zhong Xiaoai back for isolation and investigation.

Zhao Menglong stood at the door of Zhong Xiaoai's office and gently knocked.

Upon hearing the knock, Zhong Xiaoai quickly composed herself and said calmly, "Please come in."

Zhao Menglong pushed open the door and strode in, looking directly at Zhong Xiaoai: "Comrade Zhong Xiaoai, I am Zhao Menglong, the second deputy secretary of the Imperial City Division. According to instructions from higher authorities, we need to take you back for isolation and investigation."

Zhong Xiaoai's heart sank, but she remained calm on the surface: "Deputy Secretary Zhao, may I ask why? As a cadre of the Beijing Discipline Inspection Commission, I have always upheld the law impartially and have never done anything illegal or disorderly."

Zhao Menglong said expressionlessly, "Comrade Zhong Xiaoai, this is a decision made by our superiors. We are just executors. Please cooperate with our work and don't make things difficult for us."

Zhong Xiaoai knew that arguing at this point would be futile; she could only stabilize the situation first and then think of a way to save herself. So she nodded: "Okay, I will cooperate with your work. But before that, I need to deal with some urgent matters, please wait a moment."

Zhao Menglong nodded, signaling his agents to wait outside. Zhong Xiaoai quickly gathered some necessary documents and materials, then followed Zhao Menglong out of the office.

Throughout the journey, Zhong Xiaoai pondered how to deal with this crisis.

She knew that this quarantine and investigation was no accident, and that there must be a complex political struggle behind it.

She must remain clear-headed and resolute in this struggle, and fight with all her might for her own future and Hou Liangping's.

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Zhong Xiaoai was taken away with a black hood over her face.

Before we knew it, the car had been driving for a long time.

Zhong Xiaoai was taken to a safe house in the Imperial City Division in Baoding City.

The windows of this room were sealed with duct tape, and soundproofing was installed. There was only a bed, a table, and a bathroom.

Zhao Menglong did not appear in person, but instead ordered two of his female agents to keep an eye on Zhong Xiaoai.

Unable to answer Zhong Xiaoai's questions, but still delivered meals three times a day on time.

However, he left Zhong Xiaoai hanging and didn't question her.

This is the same principle as placing Zhong Xiaoai under house arrest.

Zhong Xiaoai understood that the other party was putting psychological pressure on her, trying to make her break down or reveal a weakness.

But she wouldn't give in; she knew she had to remain calm and rational.

Inside the safe house, Zhong Xiaoai began to review the whole incident and consider possible countermeasures.

She knew she couldn't just sit and wait to die; she had to find a way to save herself.

So she began to observe the environment of the safe house, looking for possible escape opportunities.

At the same time, she silently prayed that Hou Liangping would be safe and sound and that he would find a way to save her as soon as possible.

As time went by, Zhong Xiaoai spent one long and agonizing night after another in the safe house.

But she never gave up hope; she believed that justice and truth would ultimately prevail over evil.

Finally, one day, the door to the safe house was opened.

Two female agents walked in and unlocked Zhong Xiaoai's handcuffs.

Zhong Xiaoai looked at the person in front of her and felt a surge of inexplicable excitement.

She knew that she finally had a chance to leave this awful place.

The female agent said to Zhong Xiaoai, "Comrade Zhong Xiaoai, you can go now. But remember, this matter is not over yet."

Zhong Xiaoai nodded, her heart filled with gratitude.

She knew that her father must have put in tremendous effort behind the scenes to be able to be rescued this time.

She secretly vowed that she would find out the truth and never let anyone hurt her or Hou Liangping.

Zhong Xiaoai left the safe house and regained her freedom.

She knew that this political struggle was not over yet, and she had to be more cautious and resolute.

Of course, the Zhong and Qin families also had to yield to the Lin and Zhao families, giving up one ministerial-level official (provincial party secretary) and two vice-ministerial-level officials (deputy provincial party secretary and provincial organization minister) from Zhongyuan Province.

This condition finally convinced Lin Jianguo and Zhao Mengsheng to agree.

The quarantine and investigation of Zhong Xiaoai has ended.

Zhong Zhengguo suffered a great loss to save Zhong Xiaoai.

19. Sun Liancheng was promoted to Deputy Secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee.

19. Sun Liancheng was promoted to Deputy Secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee.

As for Hou Liangping, Zhong Zhengguo wouldn't care at all.

In Zhong Zhengguo's eyes, Hou Liangping was merely a son-in-law who had climbed the social ladder by marrying into the Zhong family. He always claimed that he had become the head of the Anti-Corruption Bureau's Investigation Division through his own hard work.

The investigation in Beijing was procedurally flawed. There was never an arrest warrant or formal paperwork.

First, they arrest people and then use illegal methods to coerce and induce confessions. They use their power to pressure people into confessing and accepting punishment voluntarily.

Finally, the formalities were completed.

Zhong Zhengguo was heartbroken; a provincial party secretary at the ministerial level was being given away so easily.

"Xiao Ai, be careful this time you come out. Don't worry about Hou Liangping's matter."

“Hou Liangping has offended too many people; he’ll never be able to return to Beijing.” Zhong Zhengguo made a phone call to Zhong Xiaoai.

Zhong Xiaoai remained silent: "......"

Zhong Zhengguo changed the subject: "You can call Ji Changming, the chief prosecutor of the Handong Provincial Procuratorate, and ask him to take care of things."

"Hou Liangping has no experience working at the grassroots level. This time, he is going to Dongping City, a county-level city, to serve as the chief prosecutor. This will allow him to hone his skills and become more obedient."

Zhong Xiaoai took a deep breath: "I know, Dad."

Zhong Xiaoai knew that although her father's words were phrased in a roundabout way, the meaning behind them was very clear.

Hou Liangping's career in Beijing has likely come to an end. This transfer to Dongping City, Handong Province, as the chief prosecutor is less of a training opportunity and more of a disguised exile.

She felt a mix of emotions, feeling both sorry for Hou Liangping and knowing that her father's decision was unlikely to change.

She quietly agreed and hung up the phone, but she was still worried about Hou Liangping's future.

Although Hou Liangping was upright and fearless of powerful figures, in the complex world of officialdom, passion alone was not enough.

Zhong Xiaoai understood that she had to do everything in her power to help Hou Liangping gain a foothold in Dongping City and overcome this difficult time.

She decided to call Chief Prosecutor Ji Changming immediately to convey her father's message and request that he provide Hou Liangping with the necessary support and assistance in his work.

Zhong Xiaoai spoke up as if it were a matter of course: "Old Ji, it's like this, Liangping is going to Handong Province for training. He will serve as the chief prosecutor in Dongping City."

Ji Changming remained silent for a full ten seconds: "Xiao Ai, we must trust the organization. Liangping's experience at the grassroots level this time is a good thing."

“Of course I trust the organization. You are Hou Liangping’s former leader and the chief prosecutor of the Handong Provincial Procuratorate,” Zhong Xiaoai said slowly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"You must take good care of Hou Liangping. If there's an opportunity, transfer him back to the provincial procuratorate."

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