Great Doctor Without Borders

Chapter 1386: How could he be a commoner?

Xu Chunliang also discovered that many news headlines were about the Dongzhou baby-swapping incident, Seventeen Years of Human Tragedy, and the Dongzhou Medical Chaos. They just named whatever was eye-catching and whatever had the biggest headline. In the age of traffic, it's not illegal to brag anyway.

Xu Chunliang said: "I believe Secretary Wang's political wisdom can resolve this issue."

Zhang Song said: "Even if it is resolved, it will take some effort. Secretary Wang has had such a smooth journey. I heard that he has a chance to become a member of the Pinghai Standing Committee next year. But something happened at this juncture. I guess the higher-ups will have to think carefully about smoothing things out in the short term."

If it weren't for Zhang Song's words, Xu Chunliang really wouldn't have realized that this incident would have such a great impact on Wang Jianming. If Wang Jianming's rise was really halted because of this incident, it would probably be a major setback for Wang Jianming, who had been doing well.

Xu Chunliang said: "In this case, the biggest victim of this incident is actually Secretary Wang."

Zhang Song said, "Fu Guomin must have been taken advantage of. Now that things have come to this, he is in a difficult situation. It will definitely not be good for him to continue making trouble. It is too late to stop. Everything has been made public. How bad can the situation of Changxing Hospital get? People will definitely not settle it privately with him. If we go through the public procedure, we won't get much compensation."

A bystander sees things more clearly. As an outsider, Zhang Song saw the whole thing very clearly.

Xu Chunliang didn't care how Wang Jianming handled the matter. Through his efforts, Fu Guomin had now accepted the reality and given up his demand for Gu Houyi to make a public apology, thus achieving his goal. As for the impact the incident would have on Dongzhou, he didn't care and didn't take any responsibility.

Xu Chunliang will certainly not forget his promise to Fu Guomin, and he will help Fan Xiaopeng recover his health.

The last time Xu Chunliang came to Nan'an was for a meeting with Fu Guomin. In just a few years, the situation has changed dramatically. The former director of Dongzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau has resigned from his institutional position and transformed himself into the owner of a barbecue restaurant in Beijing. It was thought that Fu Guomin's life had opened a new chapter, but he did not expect his fate to be so unfortunate. After just a few days of good days, the small family performed another story of human joys and sorrows.

The landscapes of southern Anhui in the first month of the year are much more graceful and delicate than those of Dongzhou. After crossing the Yangtze River, even the air you breathe becomes moist.

In the afternoon, they first arrived at the ancient city of Nanwan, which was Xu Chunliang’s first stop.

Nan'an Cultural Center is an antique Hui-style building with a banner hanging on the gate and a beautiful photo of Ye Qingya printed on a display board next to it. A charity calligraphy and painting exhibition with her personal theme is being held here.

Xu Chunliang and Zhang Song walked into the cultural center together. There were not many visitors.

Zhang Song is also a fan of calligraphy and painting, so he naturally would not miss this opportunity to appreciate and taste the paintings. Xu Chunliang came here mainly to find someone, so he asked Zhang Song to look at it slowly in the back, and he went directly to the second floor.

The first floor is a painting exhibition, and the second floor is a calligraphy theme. Xu Chunliang came to the exhibition hall on the second floor and saw Ye Qingya accompanying several local calligraphy and painting masters on a tour.

Xu Chunliang did not disturb her. After a long while, Ye Qingya inadvertently glanced back and caught a glimpse of Xu Chunliang's figure. Although she had known that Xu Chunliang would come, when he really appeared in front of her, Ye Qingya still couldn't help smiling. This smile made everything around her lose its color.

Ye Qingya explained to those people, and then walked towards Xu Chunliang gracefully.

Xu Chunliang smiled and said, "Sister Qingya, go ahead and do your thing. I'll just take a look."

Ye Qingya whispered, "You are a distinguished guest." The implication was that they were not as important as her.

Xu Chunliang deliberately said: "You still treat me as a guest."

Ye Qingya said: "You came here without even saying hello in advance."

Xu Chunliang said, "There are surprises only when there are accidents." He looked around but didn't see Lin Sijin: "Didn't your godmother come with you?"

Ye Qingya shook her head: "We had agreed to come here together to relax, but something happened before we left and I couldn't come."

Xu Chunliang said: "There aren't many people."

Ye Qingya smiled a little embarrassedly: "Maybe I'm not famous enough. I originally wanted to sell more paintings for charity." She seldom went out to hold exhibitions. When she held exhibitions in Beijing in the past, her paintings and calligraphy had good sales and prices. Now she finally understood that the customers who bought her paintings and calligraphy at the beginning were all worldly-wise, including Qiao Rulong and Wang Jiancheng.

At this time, a staff member came over and told Ye Qingya that there was a customer on the first floor who wanted to buy her painting "Ancient Temple in the Mountains" and hoped that Ye Qingya would go downstairs to meet him.

Xu Chunliang accompanied Ye Qingya to the first floor, where Zhang Song was still admiring the works. The one who proposed to buy the works was not Zhang Song, but an old man wearing a black cotton coat and a felt hat of the same color, who looked like a scholar.

The old man took off his hat when he saw Ye Qingya coming over. He had white hair and a youthful face, and a kind smile: "Hello, Miss Ye. I am Du Changwen, and I would like to buy this painting of yours."

Ye Qingya smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Du. I am only responsible for the creation. The specific transaction issues will be handled by Miss Li."

Du Changwen smiled and said, "Ms. Ye, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to bargain with you. I also know that this is a charity exhibition for Ms. Ye. All the proceeds from the sale of paintings and calligraphy will be used for charity. I admire Ms. Ye's character very much." Ye Qingya said, "Then why did Mr. Du come to see me?"

Du Changwen asked, "May I ask who taught Miss Ye calligraphy?"

Ye Qingya said the teacher's name. Du Changwen looked at Ye Qingya and then at the words on the painting.

Ye Qingya then realized that what Du Changwen was interested in was not her paintings, but the words on them. She did not bring many new works this time. This painting, "Ancient Temple in the Mountains", was inspired by her several visits to Duyun Temple.

When writing the inscription, he intentionally imitated the calligraphy style of Master Tonghui.

Ye Qingya wanted to tell the truth, but Xu Chunliang had already sensed the reason from the old man's question, so he deliberately said, "We often exchange ideas, and Sister Qingya's calligraphy style has been greatly influenced by me."

If someone else said this, Ye Qingya would definitely not accept it, but Xu Chunliang said she had no objection at all, not only because Xu Chunliang was her sworn brother, but also because Xu Chunliang's calligraphy level was better than hers.

Du Changwen laughed and his attention shifted to Xu Chunliang's face: "I have been wandering overseas for many years. When I returned to China this time, I found that the young people in China are really amazing and generally have strong self-confidence. I feel familiar with this calligraphy. The style is very similar to that of an old friend of mine, so I specially went to ask Miss Ye." Although his words were polite, the implication was that Xu Chunliang was a little too arrogant.

Xu Chunliang said: "The old gentleman has an extraordinary vision. I am willing to show my ugliness in front of the old gentleman. Please give me some advice."

Xu Chunliang was deliberately disrupting Du Changwen's judgment. He had a feeling that this Du Changwen was most likely acquainted with Tonghui, perhaps the Tonghui before he became a monk. Ye Qingya lived a secluded life and had little understanding of the wickedness of human nature, so Xu Chunliang answered first to prevent her from telling the story of Duyun Temple.

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When Ye Qingya heard this, she understood Xu Chunliang's intention and went to find pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Xu Chunliang wrote a piece of calligraphy in front of Du Changwen, deliberately quoting two lines from Li Bai's poem - I look up to the sky and laugh loudly, for I am not one of the weeds.

Xu Chunliang's calligraphy deliberately imitates the style of Monk Tonghui. He has profound attainments in calligraphy and has long formed his own style. As the saying goes, if you master one method, you will master all methods. When Xu Chunliang reaches this level, imitating other people's styles is a piece of cake.

Du Changwen stared at the words on the table with the ink not yet dry.

Xu Chunliang deliberately asked: "Old sir, can you tell who my master is?"

Du Changwen murmured, "It's really fitting that children from Nanling are coming to Beijing. This place is not far from Nanling. Every generation has its own talented people. Haha, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Zhang Song, who came over to admire Xu Chunliang's calligraphy, praised him without missing a beat: "Great calligraphy, great calligraphy, brother Xu, please give this calligraphy to me."

Du Changwen smiled at Ye Qingya and said, "I bought all these calligraphy and paintings."

Everyone was stunned. The overall price of Ye Qingya's calligraphy and paintings was not high, but the total price of all the works added up to more than five million. This old man did not look like a wealthy man, but it was unexpected that he was so lavish.

Ye Qingya said: "Mr. Old Man is so enthusiastic about charity. Qingya would like to thank you on behalf of the out-of-school children in the mountainous area."

Du Changwen smiled and said, "I rarely do charity work, and even if I buy the painting, you will still be the one doing the charity work. I only have one request, can you give me this calligraphy as well?"

Xu Chunliang glanced at Zhang Song.

Zhang Song had just asked Xu Chunliang for this calligraphy but had not received a response. He did not expect the old man to make this request. Zhang Song did not have the courage to buy all of Ye Qingya's works at once. As a state official, he did not have the financial resources to spend lavishly. Under the current circumstances, he was happy to do a favor. Zhang Song said happily: "The old man is so enthusiastic about public welfare and appreciates Brother Xu's works so much, I will not take away his love."

When Du Changwen went to pay the money and go through the formalities, Ye Qingya also packed up her things and got into the car with Xu Chunliang. Her exhibition was originally scheduled to last for two days, but all her works were bought today and all the proceeds were donated. The purpose of holding the exhibition has been achieved. Whether the exhibition will continue in the next two days depends on the wishes of the owners of the paintings and calligraphy.

After the car started, Ye Qingya whispered, "Chunliang, I've only sold three works in the exhibition over the past few days, and they were all sold out as soon as you arrived. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Xu Chunliang knew that she suspected that he had hired someone to help her, so he smiled and said, "It seems that I am your lucky star. This is the first time that old man and I have met. If you don't believe me, ask Director Zhang."

Zhang Song said, "I can testify to this, Chunliang, did you remember that we are going to Nanling today, so you wrote "Nanling Farewell to Children Entering the Capital"? "

Xu Chunliang said: "It's just a coincidence."

(End of this chapter)