Five off-road vehicles left the capital garrison headquarters.
Pu Xingguo sat in the car, looking at the familiar scenery around him, looking very quiet and indifferent.
Since his father's death, he has not left his office. In the short period of less than two days, he felt as if a century had passed.
Long and painful.
The five vehicles initially traveled in the direction of downtown Hanoi, but after driving less than five kilometers, they drove further and further off the road, and finally came to a wilderness area. The scenery here is extremely beautiful and the field of vision is wide.
"I'll make a call."
Pu Xingguo took out his mobile phone, opened the door and got out of the car.
Everyone followed him out of the car and stood around, but they did not stop him from contacting the outside world.
Pu Xingguo stood on the roadside and dialed his home phone with a steady hand.
"Hey, Xingguo...!" Mother's voice rang through the phone. She asked with a thick Vietnamese accent: "You...where are you?"
Pu Xingguo's mother is the third wife of Governor Pu Yuan. She is almost eighty years old this year and is the longest-lived of Pu Yuan's wives.
She gave birth to a total of four children for Pu Yuan, three daughters and one son. She never fought or fought for them throughout her life, and she only served her duty as the governor's wife.
After Pu Yuan entered old age, Pu Xingguo, who was young and very capable, was gradually put into more important positions and gained a certain prestige in the army. He eventually became the commander of the garrison, equivalent to the top leader of the Imperial City Guards, and concurrently served as the deputy commander of the general headquarters.
He is the person with the most power among Pu Yuan's direct descendants, except Pu Xingbang.
"I'm on my way back to the city, mom!" Pu Xingguo lowered his head and replied.
"I...I tried my best...!" The old lady was not confused and said clearly: "When...you wanted to be this commander, I advised you...Oh, it's too late."
"I don't regret it either, it's not me or anyone else." Pu Xingguo responded calmly: "It's all the same."
"...!"
After the words fell, mother and son were silent.
"You... please take care of your health. In the next life... I will still be your son." Pu Xingguo, the commander of the garrison, lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes at this moment. He looked very lonely and fragile.
"...!" The mother did not respond. She didn't know how to comfort her son at this moment.
"That's it." Pu Xingguo took away the phone with trembling hands and pressed the hang up button.
Next to the winding road, the second crop of crops had turned yellow. Pu Xingguo stood in the hot sunshine, turned to look at Hanoi, and said softly: "Father, I will not kowtow to you. The military uniform you gave me to wear
…I don’t want to get it dirty, so I’ll bow to you!”
After saying that, Pu Xingguo bowed three times, then turned around and walked to the colonel and said: "Gun!"
The colonel reached out and handed the gun to the other party.
"If I die, will the world really be in balance?" Pu Xingguo asked.
"I don't know." The colonel thought for a moment and replied: "Look at it now, there is nothing wrong with what the governor is doing at this moment."
Pu Xingguo put the gun against his temple and slowly closed his eyes: "I committed suicide. I don't need him to bear the reputation of killing my brother!!! Long live the Pu Clan Corps! Long live my hometown!"
"boom!"
With a gunshot, Pu Xingguo fell next to the yellow and orange crop fields. In the end, he was not able to return to the city to see his father for the last time. He was forced to death, and he had no way to resist, nor any channel to speak.
"salute!"
The senior colonel officer stood at attention, looked at Pu Xingguo's body and shouted.
The surrounding soldiers turned around to salute, and then covered Pu Xingguo with a white cloth.
…
five minutes later.
On the second floor of the parliament building, Pu Xingbang sat on a wide wooden chair, hands folded and eyes calm.
"...Report to the governor that Pu Xingguo has committed suicide out of fear of crime!" the chief of staff of the general headquarters walked in and saluted and shouted.
"I will make an announcement tomorrow and announce the details." Pu Xingbang replied without any change in his expression.
"yes!"
"In half an hour, I will meet the people waiting outside in the conference room." Pu Xingbang ordered calmly.
"yes!"
…
Half an hour later.
In the small conference room of the parliament building, more than a dozen generals surnamed Pu entered the conference room. The leader, a man in his fifties, pointed at Pu Xingbang and cursed in his native dialect: "You are worthy of being the head of the Pu Department?! Ganni
Damn it! Don’t you just want to kill us all?! You killed your brothers thirty years ago, and you are still killing your brothers thirty years later! Why did the Pu system have such a scum like you! I am not afraid of you, I want to die too, you
Kill me too!"
The scolding man is the legitimate son of Pu Yuan's fifth house and the younger brother of Pu Xingbang. He has had a good relationship with Pu Xingguo since they were young. Now that he heard the news that his eldest brother committed suicide, his mentality has completely collapsed.
The others did not dare to scold, but their eyes looking at Pu Xingbang were also full of numbness, which in itself represented a certain emotion.
"Kill me too! If I beg for mercy from you, I am not Pu Yuan's son! You who ride on the horse... can't obey me, kowtow, or surrender my rights? He is your brother! He
As for having to kill him?" The man sat on the ground crying bitterly, still cursing vigorously.
Pu Xingbang looked at everyone quietly. When the other party was tired of scolding and stopped talking, he said in a hoarse voice: "From today on, you people, and the forces and families you each represent... are not allowed to participate in politics! Go to Yangon.
Retire in an apartment!”
"Pu Xingbang, you must die a happy death!"
"I will definitely die, maybe three years, maybe ten years." At this moment, Pu Xingbang stood up with a stooped body, and walked out, while saying calmly: "...Who told him to choose me? The governor is the governor.
……Not brothers!"
Pu Xingbang left, and the sound of crying came from the house.
Is this a clean cut?
It was very ruthless and accurate. It cut off the largest tumor in Lao Triangle with one stroke. But could this completely solve the problem?
No, how can a big tree that has been growing for decades be able to completely prune its branches overnight?
Pu Xingbang doesn't know how long he will live, he can only take one step at a time.
Back in the office, Pu Xingbang looked out the window with his hands behind his back, and said in a sonorous voice: "Post a post and have a funeral! Let the General Staff Department personally contact Xiang Jingyang. I will personally invite him to come to the Old Triangle for joint military exercises!"
"yes!"
"You all go out." Pu Xingbang waved his hand.
…
That night.
All official media in China began to increase their efforts in reporting the funeral news of the old Triangle Governor.
At the same time, the news mentioned that Qin Ziyi, mayor of Nanhu City in China District, will visit Laojiao tomorrow to express his condolences to Pu Yuan.
In addition, Gu Yan, who once served as the deputy commander-in-chief of the People's Liberation Army in China, will also fly to the Old Triangle with his wife to express his condolences.
Early the next morning, the First Army of the Northwest Theater Command of China departed and quickly entered the Hanoi control area to prepare for a joint military exercise with the troops here.
…
In the morning, Fan Mingming sat at home in a daze for a long time, and suddenly asked her eldest brother: "They won't find out that we did it, right?"
"...!" The eldest brother looked at her and asked with a red face: "Where is your brother Ruan?"?