General Zhuge is not so well-behaved simply because of his respect for his mother. Even at the age of sixty, he still obeys Grandma Zhuge's advice. This is tricky. Except for a few top figures who know the military's past very well, no one else can know.
General Zhuge’s name was Zhenghong, which was chosen by Grandma Zhuge herself.
In China, a country with a long history, naming is such a serious and serious task. Either the grandparents look for the name, or the father, the head of the family, chooses the name. It is relatively rare for the mother to choose the name alone.
Son, especially sixty years ago, when the dominance of men and women was still very serious, for a mother who was only twenty years old to name her was not only unprecedented and unethical, but it was also shocking enough.
But Grandma Zhuge did it, and spent most of her life in the Zhuge family covering the sky with one hand.
Therefore, Zhuge Zhenghong's awe and respect for Grandma Zhuge are definitely not like ordinary people think that he is a filial son with no attachments, but more of awe and worship for his mother, a worship that penetrates his bones even after urinating.
He personally opened the car door for his mother, then turned to the other direction to get in the car and told the driver to leave.
It was unusually quiet inside the carriage,
Zhuge Zhenghong didn't say anything, and Grandma Zhuge just tilted her head slightly and glanced at the ever-changing Yanjing City. Sixty years is enough for a dynasty to move from youth to maturity. Although today's society is not perfect everywhere, it is not the same as it was sixty years ago.
Compared to that era when we had neither enough food nor clothing, but we had to pray before going to bed every night, we are happy enough now.
We live in different eras, have different perspectives, and have different thoughts and directions when looking at people and things. Grandma Zhuge has never complained about anything in her life. She has experienced too much and has a solid background. It is like putting a bowl of New Year's Eve in front of her.
The age-old wine, the fresh bitterness, the fresh pain, how can the alcohol suppress the resilience of the old lady?
"I don't want to ask why I came all the way from the sea of smoke to Yanjing." After admiring the scenery outside the window, Grandma Zhuge asked in an old but steady tone,
"Mother always has a good reason for whatever she does." Zhuge Zhenghong said softly,
"What if there is no reason?" Grandma Zhuge asked indifferently,
",." Zhuge Zhenghong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This is also the reason."
"You're not stupid, but you're not smart enough." Grandma Zhuge reprimanded inhumanely, "You think what you do today can help you move to a higher level. Son, you have lived for most of your life, but how come your thoughts are so childish.
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"Mom." Zhuge Zhenghong frowned slightly, as if retorting, but also explaining, "My child has endured it for so many years. Isn't it okay to look for bad luck after Han Zhenbei's death?"
"Okay." Grandma Zhuge nodded lightly, and said in a calm tone, "The promise I made to Han Zhenbei for you back then was considered a turning of the page, but it is indeed a turning of the page, but it doesn't mean that he still needs to keep this promise after he dies.
If the old devil from Heavenly Sword had not appeared, no matter how much trouble you made, there wouldn't be any serious consequences. But now, he has appeared and is taking action desperately. What do you think is the meaning of everything you have done?"
Zhuge Zhenghong was startled and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "That's what you taught me."
"I have lived comfortably in the old house for twenty years, but you just made such a fuss, and let those people see you and me how they see you afterwards." Grandma Zhuge said the final words, and then tilted her head again and stared out the window.
The scenery, no more words,
Zhuge Zhenghong tried hard to absorb his mother's words,
He firmly believes that no matter how much his mother scolds him, she will eventually give him a lot of information. This has been verified time and time again in the past thirty years. Zhuge Zhenghong has slowly developed a habit of listening to his mother's meaningful words.
You must ponder it carefully. You don’t expect to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly, but at least you need to wake up and be enlightened.
When they were returning from cross-country, Zhuge Zhenghong asked with great curiosity: "Mother, what do you think of that young man named Lin Ze?"
This boy can know a military leader of Mo Shu's level, but he is also a bodyguard of the Han family. Coupled with the last battle in the Excalibur Military Region, it is difficult for Zhuge Zhenghong not to be extremely curious about him.
"I'll give you an extra word: Whether it's the Chen family, the Xue family, or the precarious Han family, if you provoke them and make them angry, it's just a confrontation after all. You can't cross the border to bring them down, and they're not very good either.
No matter how much you are ravaged by using military connections, at worst it will only be a lose-lose situation, and the harm will be on a macro level, and it may not cause much trauma to you personally. But Lin Ze, if you let the situation fall into a dead end, or even have to let it go.
In the situation where he died, I can tell you with certainty that even if the entire Zhuge family is a bargaining chip, they may not be able to protect you, do you understand?"
Zhuge Zhenghong's heart trembled and he was speechless.
"Alas," Grandma Zhuge sighed leisurely, as if she was telling her son something or saying to herself, "On a macro level, things in the overall situation can always be changed with the help of some subtle factors to maintain stability.
, at least it will not collapse, but some private and individual problems, especially at that level, are already invincible and cannot be alleviated at all."
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The lunch was held at a nearby five-star hotel, and the number of people was barely controlled to about a hundred people. Ten tables were simply set up in the lobby on the first floor.
As the host, Han Xiaoyi did not have the opportunity to sit down. She just took turns to toast each table, then went to the mourning hall to accompany Han Zhenbei for the last part with a haggard but determined expression. Perhaps, except for a few people, the pain in her heart was not felt by anyone else.
I don’t understand at all,
He was able to support the Han family at such a young age, and personally prepared a memorial service that was not extravagant but extremely difficult. In the end, he was maliciously disrupted by military bosses like General Zhuge to seek bad luck.
Feeling sad and uncomfortable, looking at Han Xiaoyi's thin and frail back, Lin Ze drank a glass of strong wine and exhaled a mouthful of harsh turbid air.
"Mr. Lin, everyone has his own destiny. Fate has never favored anyone, nor will it maliciously make things difficult for anyone." Aunt Xue said philosophically,
Lin Ze came back to his senses slightly and said with a sudden look: "Miss Xue, you are a wise man. What you say always makes me wake up."
"I've really woken up." Aunt Xue's family raised her bare hand and picked up the wine glass and said, "Then have a drink with me."
"Please." Lin Ze picked up the wine glass with both hands and clinked it with Aunt Xue's family.
After drinking a glass of strong wine, even in this freezing season, my whole body is still hot and full of enthusiasm, which makes me feel a headache.
The people at Lin Ze's table were probably the top figures in Yanjing's business circles.
Chen Yifei, Chen Xueqin, Xue Bailing, Xue Gui, Han Xiaobao, and a few other giants who are slightly worse than these wealthy families, but also have strong financial resources and substantial wealth, can say without hesitation that if everyone in this room died,
, Yanjing and even the Chinese financial circle will be in a state of collapse.
Of course, with the hundreds of bodyguards in suits surrounding the hotel, unless the state machinery is deployed, it would be almost a dream to catch all the big guys in the hotel.
Lin Ze quickly put aside this evil and unrealistic idea, lit a cigarette, casually tilted his head towards Han Xiaobao and whispered: "Xiaobao, what did Chen Laizi tell you?"
"Just now." Han Xiaobao was slightly startled and asked doubtfully,
"Yeah." Lin Ze nodded,
"He said," Han Xiaobao subconsciously touched the base of his tongue and said vaguely, "Every time you clear my sister's obstacles, you may be in a situation of death."
"Indeed." Lin Ze said lightly,
"I'm not afraid of death." Han Xiaobao replied quickly,
"To do this kind of thing, you need not only to not be afraid of death, but also to be smart enough." Lin Ze said softly, "Xiaobao, you can help your sister in her career honestly, but you don't do this because you are not talented enough. , Afraid of being unhelpful, then just as you think, you can take another path. Your identity is a good cover. The more glamorous your identity is, the more it can cover up the dirty and dark things, so your face can, It gives you a unique advantage that others don’t have.”
"Look at everyone here clearly," Lin Ze slowed down his speech and said word by word, "There are hundreds of people here, and each of them may become your sister's enemy. Things like assassination do not apply to you. This kind of family fight is not suitable, but it does not mean that there is no such opportunity. Just like when your father was assassinated, it was also because an opportunity appeared and a candidate was selected. Although it did not succeed, it also proved that the fight between wealthy families like yours, There are very few assassinations, so we must cherish the opportunity more and more. Once you have made a decision, don't give the other party even the slightest chance of killing him with one blow."
"It is not easy to do this. The killer organization had so many powerful players that they almost reached your father's study. But they failed. On the one hand, it was a matter of luck, and on the other hand, they did not know your father well enough. , I didn’t find out where your father was or what your father was doing right away.”
"Remember their faces, be familiar with every little subconscious movement they make, and the unchangeable habits in their lives. These are the key points for you to complete the task."
Lin Ze silently lit a cigarette, handed it to Han Xiaobao, and said word by word: "Your life is very important. It is extremely important to the Han family and Xiaoyi. The more you know, the more likely you are to complete the task." , the greater the chance of survival.”
"I will only say these words once. Saying them too much will affect you and curb your growth." Lin Ze lit another cigarette for himself and said expressionlessly, "For your sister and the Han family, make yourself stronger. .”
When Han Xiaobao heard this, his smoking movement stopped slightly. A trace of incomparable perseverance flashed across his beautiful eyes that inherited Han Zhenbei's appearance, and he nodded heavily.
All the subtle changes on Han Xiaobao's face fell into the eyes of Aunt Xue's family. She first glanced at Lin Ze, who had an impeccable expression, in confusion, then lowered her head and slid the lid of the cup, murmuring: "How can the son of a powerful hero be such a shallow person?" Xia, Han Zhenbei, your legend lies not only in your own glory, but also in your descendants, who can inherit everything from you flawlessly."
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The update of 10,000 words has been completed. Please give me flowers. In addition, the first chapter will be fixed at 12 noon tomorrow. Well, as I said, I am in good condition and will be updated with 10,000 words tomorrow. Fei Fei will work hard to improve his character.
