One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

He abruptly changed the subject, his disdain transforming into an unfathomable composure and confidence. His voice wasn't loud, but every word exuded the self-assurance of "Don't you know who's behind me?": "Mr. Feng Zhenghao, with such high ideological awareness, why would you trip up your fourth brother? Behind your fourth brother stands the Party and the country."

What do I have to be afraid of?

The atmosphere was just getting right, and Zhang Chulan was about to stand up from his stool to applaud when Feng Baobao, who was sitting cross-legged on the armrest of the sofa next to him, suddenly interjected in a flat, almost mechanical tone.

She tilted her head and looked at Xu Si with a serious yet confused expression, as if stating an objective fact she had observed for a long time: "Xu Si, you're such a show-off. Watch out, you might get struck by lightning."

The living room was silent for a full two seconds.

Then Xu Si suddenly laughed, not an awkward laugh, but a hearty laugh that showed he wasn't ashamed of being exposed, but rather felt that his baby truly understood him.

He gave Feng Baobao a thumbs up, his tone filled with the relief and affection of being understood: "Baobao understands me best."

So what if I'm showing off? Your fourth brother has the right to do so.

I almost forgot—

He picked up the remote from the coffee table, pressed the channel change button a few times, and the screen switched from the news broadcast to the Jiangxi channel.

The screen cuts to the opening sequence of "Jiangxi News Network". After the opening animation ends, the host's face appears on the screen, with a blue title in the background: "Strengthen the protection of intangible cultural heritage and promote the integrated development of Taoist culture and tourism industry".

The scene shifts to the mountain gate square of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, where a brand-new white marble flagpole is adorned with a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind.

The camera zooms in, and Zhuge Ming is standing on the flag platform speaking. He is wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and the Party emblem on his chest shines brightly in the sunlight. His posture is as upright as a pine tree.

Then the screen switched to a photograph.

The photo was clearly a candid shot, with no signs of being staged, yet the composition was surprisingly perfect—a young man in a white shirt and a little girl in a school uniform, holding hands, walking on the bluestone steps.

Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the ancient camphor tree, casting dappled patterns of light on them.

The young girl looked up at the young man beside her, a timid but genuine smile appearing on her lips.

The young man's face was turned to the side of the camera, so his full expression couldn't be seen, but judging from his slightly bent back and slowed pace, he was accommodating the little girl's steps.

The text slowly scrolls down at the bottom of the screen: "A strong youth makes a strong nation—every child's dream deserves to be protected."

The host continued broadcasting, and the scene switched to the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion, where Zhuge Ming was offering incense to Zhang Daoling's golden body, with the members of the inspection team and the Taoist priests of the Celestial Master's Mansion lined up neatly behind him.

The scene then cuts to the square below the flagpole, where hundreds of people are singing the national anthem in unison. The red flag is fluttering in the wind, and Zhang Zhiwei stands in the crowd, raising his right hand in salute, his eyes slightly red.

The voice-over, dignified and powerful, announces the final conclusion: "Comrade Zhuge Ming, Deputy Secretary of the Party Leadership Group and Deputy Director of the Jiangxi Provincial Department of Culture and Tourism, previously served as a first-level inspector of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Department of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism. He has come to Jiangxi to take up his post and preside over a special research project on the protection and development of Taoist culture in Longhu Mountain."

Comrade Zhuge Ming emphasized the need to thoroughly implement the Party Central Committee's decisions and plans regarding cultural heritage protection, adhere to the principles of legal protection, inheritance, and development, and allow outstanding traditional Chinese culture to radiate new vitality in the new era.

Feng Baobao looked at the photo on the TV screen of Zhuge Ming leading a little girl up the steps, and then at the scene of hundreds of people singing the national anthem together under the flagpole. Suddenly she said, her tone was calm but every word came from the heart: "Oh, the big leader is on TV again."

"No wonder he's such a high-ranking leader—I'd love to be on TV too!"

Zhang Chulan then said something.

He sat on a small stool, his hands supporting his chin, staring intently at the imposing photo of Zhuge Ming on the television screen. He remained silent for a while, then suddenly said in a tone that was half admiration and half confusion, "This is what true stature is."

But Fourth Brother—I've always had a question.

"You mean, for a high-ranking leader like him, is his hair color really okay? It's not that long, but isn't this blue a bit too conspicuous? Won't it hinder his career advancement?"

Xu Si was immersed in the sense of awe brought by the Jiangxi News Network when he heard Zhang Chulan's question and almost choked on the chewing gum in his mouth.

He chewed the chewing gum a couple of times and swallowed it, then retorted in an extremely disappointed tone: "Is this your business? What does it have to do with you? Do you even know what 'naturally beautiful' means? The boss is perfect from head to toe! So what if her hair is a little blue? Even if you take a step back—some things aren't flaws! She's just busy, she doesn't have time to deal with it! It's not her time yet, what do you know! You wouldn't understand even if I told you—can you ask something meaningful?"

Zhang Chulan immediately shrank back, raised his hands in front of his chest in a gesture of surrender, and seamlessly switched his expression from confusion to deep self-reflection and unconditional obedience to his fourth brother's judgment: "Fourth brother, fourth brother, I was ignorant and my thinking was outdated. I will definitely reflect on my actions! But I do have a few meaningful questions, please help me answer them—"

He held up one finger, his expression becoming serious and focused again: "The first question."

Previously, the top leader was a first-level inspector of Jiangxi Province, and there was also that secretary and deputy director—but those aren't the main points—the main point is that I didn't pay much attention when I watched the news last time, but the news just now said that the top leader is a first-level inspector of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Department of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism. What's the difference? Also, isn't the Luotian Grand Ceremony still half a month away? Why did the top leader go to Longhu Mountain early? There's legal education and singing the national anthem—that's the Tianshi Mansion on Longhu Mountain! Won't my grandmaster have any objections?

Xu Si leaned back on the sofa and took out another piece of chewing gum from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

Zhang Chulan's questions were quite reasonable, so his attitude improved somewhat.

He chewed twice, and said earnestly in the tone of a mentor who looks at the essence of a problem, "Your questions—they show some awareness."

We need to look at issues comprehensively.

Our leader was previously a first-level inspector in Jiangxi Province, which is considered a local official position.

He's now holding the title of First-Level Inspector of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Department of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism—do you know what that means? It means he's been promoted from the local level to a higher level.

You can judge the difference yourself.

Let me tell you, it won't be long before our big leader becomes a super big leader.

This won't take too long; it will happen very quickly.

You should know that the Intangible Cultural Heritage Department serves the entire country.