The other party said coldly: "This is all from Hamid himself!"
Chen Zhonglei had a gloomy expression and said through gritted teeth: "Hamid is trying to control our army!"
As he spoke, he said: "In this way, it is no longer up to me to decide whether to negotiate peace. I will report it to our palace master immediately, and it is up to him to decide everything!"
The other party said disdainfully: "I don't give a damn about you. I just came here to tell you that I have made an agreement with the other party. At three o'clock this afternoon, Hamid's negotiators will arrive at the military camp by helicopter. By then I will
We will hold peace talks with him face to face, regardless of whether you participate or not!"
After that, he took back his mobile phone from Chen Zhonglei's hand and turned to leave.
Chen Zhonglei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then immediately took out his satellite phone and dialed Wan Pojun who was far away in Yanjing.
At this time, Wan Pojun was in the Wan family's old house, looking at the dozens of cheap coffins piled up in the yard with great satisfaction.
Each of these coffins is made of thin, rotten wooden boards spliced together.
Although the entire body was painted with extremely low-quality red paint, you could still see the gaps in the coffin board that were large enough to insert a one-yuan coin.
Moreover, the smell of this low-quality paint is very pungent, making people feel somewhat uncomfortable in the eyes and throat even in an open-air environment.
Looking at so many extremely cheap coffins, Wan Pojun asked Lu Haotian with a very satisfied smile: "Haotian, where did you buy this pile of rotten wood? I have lived for more than twenty years and I have never seen it before.
Such a rotten coffin..."
Lu Haotian smiled and said: "Back to the palace master, these coffins are really hard to find. I took people to the poorest mountainous areas and asked the old carpenters there to knock them out overnight..."
As he spoke, he knocked on the coffin board of one of the coffins and said with a smile: "People say that the thicker the coffin board, the better, but the thickness of this coffin board is not as thick as the bed boards used in rural areas. The old carpenter told me,
Although they are a poor mountainous area, no one in the mountains is willing to use such low-quality coffins. They would rather go up the mountain to cut down trees and save enough thick wood to ask a carpenter to build a coffin than sleep in such rags. It is said that this kind of rags are useless.
It is specially prepared for the old poor households who have no children, and it costs a few hundred yuan a mouth."
"Okay, very good." Wan Pojun nodded with satisfaction and said: "The day before Qingming Festival, bring enough manpower to send these coffins to the Ye family! If the Ye family is willing to take the initiative to hand over Ye Ling's coffins,
If the mountain came out and took the initiative to dig out the coffins of Ye Changying and all the ancestors of the Ye family to make room for my parents, and if the whole family wore sackcloth and filial piety to welcome my parents' coffins to Yeling Mountain for burial, I could spare their lives, but
If they don’t want to, these coffins can be regarded as the meeting gifts I prepared for them!”
Lu Haotian was secretly surprised and couldn't help but ask: "Palace Master, let the Ye family take the initiative to dig out the coffins of their ancestors, and then mourn your parents. Can the Ye family accept this kind of shame and humiliation?"
Wan Pojun said expressionlessly: "If they accept it, I will spare their lives; if they don't accept it, then these coffins are prepared for them!"
Lu Haotian asked him: "Palace Master, if the Ye family agrees to your conditions, what will you do with Ye Changying? After all, he has been dead for so many years."
Wan Pojun said coldly: "I have already planned Ye Changying's fate. After my parents move to Yeling Mountain, I will crush Ye Changying's bones and raise ashes with my own hands in front of my parents' graves! Let my parents
The spirit in heaven can see that I finally took the blood feud for them!"
At this moment, Wan Pojun's orderly ran over quickly with a satellite phone and blurted out: "Palace Master! This is the call from the Blue Eyed Wolf King! He said he has something important to report to you!"
Wan Pojun frowned and said sternly: "Then he'd better have some good news to tell me!"
This chapter has been completed!