The melodious and distant sound of military music gradually stopped, and the crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the air, shuttling through the dense raindrops, and startling the birds that were combing their wet feathers around the square.
It seems that the weather is not always too good at the funeral, and the cool rain is like the heavens are crying.
On a cold and rainy day, President Pabul's speech in front of the field cemetery was probably the only warm color, and his speech touched many people, comforted many people, and made many people cry.
After the funeral of Xilin Laohu, His Excellency the President did not rest, and immediately met with the powerful figures of the Zhong family and had lunch with them.
Late that night, he summoned Tian Dabang and several young and Zhuang officers of the Xilin Military Region, and the meeting lasted for three hours.
The next day, two of the three reorganized mechanics who forcibly entered the capital of Luoyue Prefecture and announced martial control withdrew to the barracks, and the old mansion in the second district of Wei finally opened its doors again, and the people who had received some kind of promise from Mr.
President chose compromise and peace.
Through President Pabul's tireless efforts to mediate, the tense situation in Silin, which was about to explode, finally eased.
In order to ensure the stability of the Xilin Region, the Zhong family, which is fluctuating in the hearts of the people and surging undercurrents, must be appeased, some interests can be sacrificed, and some limits can be conceded, after all, those benefits that have been given up have never really belonged to the federal political axe.
The Federation will never give a clear suggestion on which party will inherit the Zhong family's huge family estate, and only faintly reveals a hint of inclination in the dark.
For a long time to come, the situation of the competition for the Zhong family's property will become more complicated, and it will definitely go to court, which will be magnificent, protracted, and full of public opinion, and full of ugliness, but as long as the troops are not used and resolved in a relatively peaceful way, it will not affect the rare good situation of the Federation, and it will not affect the cosmic war that is about to start, then it will be very good.
Compared with the ownership of the ancient bell company and those industrial groups, the real tricky thing is the candidate for the commander of the Xilin Military Region, the Zhong family has held the military power of Xilin for thousands of years, this is their biggest reliance and bottom line, although the gradually divided Zhong family needs the support of the federal political axe very much, but it will not let go of this bottom line.
Maybe you can seize this opportunity to change some things, it is impossible for the Xilin people to agree to Du Shaoqing to enter the Xilin Military Region Headquarters, so who should be selected to come President Pabur stood silently by the window, looking at the blue silver sand under his feet and the rain that spread between heaven and earth, thinking about his trip to Xilin.
The top floor of the Venus Hotel was quiet, and the world outside the building was as quiet except for the sound of rain, this planet far away from the capital's star circle, after that tragedy, finally got a temporary relaxation, but the most powerful man in the Federation still couldn't find a moment to relax.
"Regardless of the situation, politicians should maintain absolute calm, so that they can ensure that they are not knocked down by weakness, that they make correct decisions, and that they seek happiness and interests for the majority of the population.
But today my mood is a little bad, I don't know if it's because of Commander Zhong's funeral. ” President Pabur said in a deep voice as he looked at the rainy sky and faintly reflected shadows outside the glass curtain wall.
A hand gently patted his left shoulder, and the president's wife comforted him: "Sometimes there is no way to make some compromises." ” Knowing that his wife must have misunderstood that he was frustrated by her decision to support the other faction of the Zhong family, President Pabur couldn't help but smile bitterly, patted the warm hand on his shoulder, and whispered to himself: "Sometimes the sacrifices we are forced to make may be far more serious than compromise. ” The president's wife looked at his back with some concern, and found that her husband's mood seemed to be really low, so she quickly forcibly reversed the topic and said quickly: "My daughter called again yesterday, she is very concerned about Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le's situation, how should I answer?"
President Pabur thought of his daughter, who was still plagued by depression, and thought of the young man whose life and death were unknown, and his dark face couldn't help but flash a little sentimentality, and said in a sincere tone: "I can only pray for good luck for that guy." ” It is also raining in the S1 Capital Region.
After watching the live broadcast of the funeral with a somewhat complicated expression, Du Shaoqing read in silence in the dim room for a long time, walked to the bookshelf and took off the piano case, and began to play the piano.
The fresh violin music, in the hands that were no longer stable and trembling slightly, became a little different, and the notes that flowed in the space and struggled and collided converged in one place, and then resolutely separated, revealing a faint sadness, a deep panic, a wordless confusion, and the emotions were extremely complicated.
The melody ended without warning, Du Shaoqing looked at the green leaves outside the window that were abused by the heavy rain, and his upright posture actually looked a little rickety, and he never picked out the inappropriate military posture and appearance, which was a little gloomy.
He suddenly let out a loud cry, and slammed the precious violin into the window lattice, shattering the glass like rain in all directions That night, Du Shaoqing drafted a report on the results of the previous investigation, and at the same time attached his resignation report to the office of the president's official residence, suggesting that Parliament Hill continue to investigate the attack on the ancient bell.
In the early hours of the next morning, he returned to S3 with a few orderlies, to return to his own troops to prepare for a big battle with the Empire.
As long as the situation in Xilin is calmed down, the federal forces will attack the empire in a big way.
After the shameless attack on the Ancient Bell by the Imperials, no force within the Federation, no faction dared to stop the determination of Mr.
President and the military, otherwise the anger of the people would directly burn them to ashes.
Before boarding the battleship, Du Shaoqing suddenly turned around, took off his sunglasses, revealing his indifferent and proud face, looked at the capital SAR in the morning rain with a complicated expression, and suddenly asked: "Xu Le has not sent back any news yet."
"Report to the division commander, there is no news."
Du Shaoqing put on his sunglasses again and was silent.
From the moment he wore these sunglasses, he was less obsessed with the starry sky above his head and something deep in his heart, and once he began to compromise, he might be forced to keep compromising.
It was this kind of cognition that reminded him of Xu Le, a young man who made him feel very unhappy, and now that the hardest stone of the Federation has died, it seems a pity.
It is also a quiet manor far away from the living area of ordinary people in the Federation, deep in the mountains and blue lakes, this manor belongs to the most low-key of the seven families, but looking at the large area of the manor, the luxurious furnishings, where is it related to low-key "I heard that there are rumors from the political axe that the official residence is very happy to see Zhong Ziqi inherit the position of the head of the Zhong family."
Nam Sang-mi clenched her fists and opened her bright eyes, looking at her mother in shock in shock, her beautiful cheeks stained with a few strands of black hair wet by the rain.
In order to calm down the situation in Xilin as soon as possible, Mr.
President made such a hint, which many people could have thought of in advance.
After all, the little girl of the Zhong family is too young and has been living in Qixia Prefecture, and Zhong Ziqi has the support of most of the Zhong family members. ” Mrs.
Nanxiang looked at her daughter with a smile, she knew very well why her daughter, who had insisted on living an ordinary life since she was a child, suddenly came home today, and questioned the situation in the federation with great difficulty, this was naturally because the young man had an extremely close relationship with the little princess of the Zhong family, "But Zhong Yanhua is the legal heir."
Nam Sang-mi shook her head incredulously and said.
"Everyone in Xilin knows that Commander Zhong loves Zhong Ziqi very much, and many people regard that young man as the future head of the Zhong family.
In fact, in the eyes of those of us, it seems that the tiger has some kind of intention, wanting the heir of the Zhong family to have to end the history of S1.
In this case, the political axe's choice of Zhongzi period may be in line with the tiger's last wish. ” "I don't believe it."
Nan Xiangmei shook her head firmly, "The political axe is not a kind-hearted person, and I know that the Tai family, the Li family, and even our family have sent people to Xilin, and everyone's reaction is very strange." ” After a moment of silence, Mrs.
Nanxiang replied calmly, "You are not wrong about what you think.
It is impossible for Zhong Ziqi to become a good head of the house in a short period of time.
The Zhong family has no leader, and now there are traces of division, and the political axe is secretly fueling the troubles, maybe this is the precursor to the collapse of the Seven Great Family for the first time.
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In this case, the six families must preemptively enter Xilin to seek benefits. ” "The Zhong family is ruined, what is the benefit to the other families" Nan Xiangmei asked sadly: "The relationship between lips and teeth, aren't the family elders as clear as me?"
"The Zhong family has always been on the edge of the Seven Great Masters system, there is no marriage between him and us, and there is no deep entanglement of interests.
What's more, if the Zhong family is really going to decline, we can't watch the big energy released when it is like a black hole disintegrating, and we can't watch it be absorbed by the political axe. ” Nam Sang-mi frowned, looked at her mother and said sadly: "I heard that you and Mrs.
Zhong were very good friends back then, can't you do something for her daughter?"
"You don't understand, it's all about profit, for survival."
Mrs.
Nanxiang's eyes drooped slightly, and she was silent for a long time before continuing: "A behemoth like the Seven Great Families, even if it decays until it collapses, it is impossible to do it in a short period of time, this long process may last a whole constitutional calendar, or it is possible that the Zhong family will suddenly prosper halfway, just like the history after they were almost destroyed in Donglin. ” "But in the face of this unprecedented situation, everyone must devote themselves to it, to grab profits, to strengthen themselves, otherwise it may be our turn to die next."
Nam Sang-mi didn't say anything more on this issue, just looked at her mother with some disappointment and sadness.
She raised her head and looked worriedly at her daughter, who had obviously lost a lot of weight, knowing where her disappointment and sadness came from, this was a gesture, this was love, this was seeking the last bit of thought, but Mrs.
Nam Sangsang said nothing after all.
Returning to Nam Sang-mi in her own small courtyard in Houhu, she sat quietly and sadly by the window, watching the countless small circles that the rain hit on the lake, and remembering the same circles she saw on the pond in the forest garden that day.
These days, it seems that it is raining on the land of the entire federation and countless planets, and it is dripping and gloomy.
Nam Sang-mi glanced at the phone in her hand and pressed a string of numbers with her slightly trembling fingertips.
After getting this phone number from Li Xiaotong, she didn't call it once, today is the first time, but there is no sound on the other end of the phone.
Crystal tears fell from the tip of her eyelashes, more and more, strung into a beaded curtain, ticking to the ground, she reached out to wipe it, but more tears welled up from her fingers.
To be continued: