Early the next morning, Qin Wuya gave Qin Yifeng a death order, asking him to go to the Golden Triangle as soon as possible to take off Sha Kun's head. Although Qin Yifeng felt troubled and was reluctant to go, he thought about it and it was time for him to do it. Finished with Shakun.
At this moment, the Ming Army called. He said that he had contacted the master and sent someone to take him to the Golden Triangle. Now he invited Qin Yifeng to set off with him. After hearing the Ming Army's invitation, Qin Yifeng immediately agreed. By the way, more It cost the Ming army this trip.
At 1:30 noon, Qin Yifeng and Ming Jun met at Yanjing Airport. Since neither of them had any luggage, they boarded the plane to Hanoi smoothly. The flight did not take long. When the two of them arrived in Hanoi .When we set foot on the land of Vietnam, it was not yet dark.
"Xiao Qin, is this your first time going abroad?" Ming Jun walked off the plane. He held his luggage bag on his back with one hand and put it in the bag with the other. He looked very ruffian.
But it has to be said that if Ming Jun's hair hadn't been a little shorter and he had had a standard military hairstyle, with his current look and the elegant glasses in front of his eyes, people would have thought that he was a liar. A wonderful man who is a bit bad at the same time.
"So what." Qin Yifeng looked at the buildings on both sides curiously. He saw that the buildings in Vietnam were different from those in China. "Why are the houses here built like this? Look. Each house is composed of several lines. The houses are built on wooden pillars and only on the second floor. Isn't this a waste of space?"
"These are called stilt houses. They are the characteristic buildings of Vietnam. By the way, let me tell you. The largest stilt house in Vietnam is not here. It is in Ba Dinh Square in the city." Ming Jun said with a smile. He said It can be found out from his brief remarks that he is very familiar with Vietnam. He is obviously a Vietnam passer.
"Then is there somewhere we can visit?" Qin Yifeng looked at his watch. Ming Jun told himself that the bus to the Golden Triangle would not arrive until midnight tonight. It was rare for him to travel and he really wanted to see the exotic scenery.
"There is nothing good to see in downtown Hanoi. There is only Ba Dinh Square I just mentioned." Ming Jun said. "You don't need to take a taxi here. It's just a short walk away."
"Oh. Let's talk about the square." Qin Yifeng also became a little interested. It didn't look like he was here for "business". He really looked like a tourist.
"Well, let's talk while we walk." Ming Jun said, leading Qin Yifeng towards the broad direction of Ba Dinh Square. "Ba Dinh Square is equivalent to China's Tiananmen Square. It's just much smaller. It's the core of the Vietnamese capital. It's also where the venue is held. A place for major national events.”
"Then why is the largest stilt house you just mentioned built inside?" After Qin Yifeng heard about the status of Ba Dinh Square in Vietnam, he immediately realized that the stilt house in the square must be the residence of a big shot. .
"That is the former residence of former Vietnamese Chairman Viet Chi Minh." Ming Jun looked a little yearning. For an ambitious man, it is normal for him to yearn for and emulate the leaders of certain countries.
"I have only heard of Hu Zhiming City. Does Hu Zhiming have anything to do with Hu Zhiming City?" Qin Yifeng asked.
"Ho Chi Minh City was formerly known as Bei Gong. It was renamed in memory of Ho Chi Minh after North Vietnam unified Vietnam. By the way, it was the former capital of Vietnam. Now the capital has become Hanoi. Let's go back to Ba Dinh Square Well." Ming Jun said and realized that he had gone too far. "Ba Dinh Square is located in the city center, northwest of Hoan Kiem Lake. The square is 320 meters long and nearly 100 meters wide. It can accommodate 100,000 or 200,000 people. It is Hanoi A place for people’s gatherings and festivals.”
"Here are the solemn Mausoleum of President Ho Chi Minh, the Ho Chi Minh Museum and the former residence of the great President Ho Chi Minh. Several boulevards radiate from the square to the city. Hung King Road, which is 1,000 meters long and 24 meters wide, runs through the square."
"Oh. You seem to admire Ho Chi Minh very much." Qin Yifeng heard Ming Jun Zuo's "Chairman" saying, "There is a great saying", which made Qin Yifeng very curious. "Could it be that Chairman Ho Chi Minh is also such an ambitious person like you?"
"Who said that?" Ming Jun's face suddenly changed. "President Ho Chi Minh was diligent and caring for the people throughout his life. He was dedicated to his job and was a proletarian through and through. How could he be a careerist?"
Ming Jun said it very solemnly. This made Qin Yifeng feel even more strange. Ming Jun was obviously a careerist and a dictator at heart. How could he respect a proletariat?
"Okay. Here we are."
The Ming army led Qin Yifeng to finally arrive at Ba Ting Square. Ba Ting Square is really as big as the Ming army said. Many people and tourists are playing. Although today is not a public holiday, it cannot accommodate more than ten or two people as the Ming army said. A hundred thousand people is an exaggeration. But looking at the crowds of people, there are at least more than ten thousand people in the square.
Qin Yifeng took a look. He was not familiar with Vietnam at all. Even if he came to the square, he didn't know where to start the tour first. "Where should we go first."
"Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum." Ming Jun was a little excited. "This is not my first time here. But I have to visit the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum every time I come."
"It's just a grave. What's there to see?" Qin Yifeng found that Ming Jun was really contradictory. On one side he was a careerist and on the other side he was a proletarian.
"The Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum is inaccessible. Its interior is still being repaired at this time, so we can only take a look outside." Ming Jun said and took the lead in walking. It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum. ahead.
As soon as he arrived in front of the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum, Ming Jun's expression became more serious. He stood at attention with his feet and looked in the direction of the mausoleum. He was thoughtful and didn't know what he was thinking.
Compared with Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum, Qin Yifeng felt that the Ming Army was more interesting. So he did not appreciate the architecture of the mausoleum. Instead, he looked at the Ming Army.
Ming Jun looked at Qin Yifeng like this. He didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all. Instead, he stood on the spot. His eyes became more and more solemn. Suddenly, his lips moved, and a sentence came out of his mouth. "No." Nothing is more valuable than independence and freedom."
"Oh." Qin Yifeng, who was sitting in the Red Prison, agreed very much after hearing this. Therefore, he looked in the direction where the Ming army was looking. He saw this sentence engraved in Chinese characters on the granite of Ho Chi Minh's mausoleum.
"Mr. Qin, let's go." Ming Jun looked serious. As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and gave a military salute to the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum.
"All right."
Qin Yifeng felt a little uncomfortable when he saw this situation. He was not used to Ming Jun's behavior. Ming Jun was annoying, but he was annoying enough to make people feel that he was lively. Now his serious face made Qin Yifeng feel dull.
Just as the two were about to leave, there was a sound and footsteps nearby. The two turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man saluting the mausoleum. And he was doing a standard Vietnamese military salute.
The man ignored the gazes of Qin Yifeng and Qin Yifeng, just as Ming Jun didn't pay attention to his gaze when Ming Jun saluted just now. Therefore, he didn't see Ming Jun's face change now.
"How could it be his?" Ming Jun muttered to himself.
"Do you know him?" Qin Yifeng asked curiously. "There are not so many people in this world. You see acquaintances in foreign countries, right?"
"I don't know him, but I have seen his photos," Ming Jun said. "He is also one of the eight generals of the Golden Triangle. However, his power is the weakest among the eleven powers. Therefore, outsiders call him For the Sunset General."
"General Sunset." Qin Yifeng thought about it for a moment. "This name is really tragic. What do you think he is doing here?"
"General Sunset is a North Vietnamese. He obviously came here to pay homage to Chairman Ho Chi Minh's portrait. What a pity." Ming Jun said sadly. "It's a pity that the mausoleum is not open. I can't get a glimpse of Chairman Ho Chi Minh's glory."
"Oh. He's gone." Qin Yifeng noticed that the man was leaving slowly and seemed a little curious. "No matter how weak his power is, he is still one of the eight generals. Why doesn't he have a bodyguard by his side?"
"Not only does he have no bodyguards, but there are only 300 people left in his army. It is better to say that it is a legion than a gang." Ming Jun said, feeling a little sympathetic to the Sunset General. "But... it is best for us to ask him for surgery. of."
"What you mean is..." Qin Yifeng suddenly realized. "You want to invade his power first, and then use his army to make a fortune."