Every year, the four war zones have to fight with the senior officials of the war department many times for funds.
Now that Han Jiulin, the commander-in-chief of the four realms, is here, it is naturally much easier to ask for money.
Thinking of this, Cao Yang, the war lord of the west, and Guo Hongyi, the war lord of the south, both showed a smile.
However, when they saw Xing Tian and Ye Zhaoling, their faces became a little ugly.
If Han Jiulin is compared to a father, their four war zones are now their sons.
It's just that this son is distant and distant.
The Northern War Zone is Han Jiulin's base camp, his dearest son.
There is Xing Tian in the Eastern War Zone, but he can't find out where he is.
On the contrary, the Western War Zone and the Southern War Zone are like the sons of two stepmothers in comparison.
From now on, if there is any good thing, they must first stick to the Northern War Zone and the Eastern War Zone. The two of them will wait for people to eat enough, and then follow them to drink soup!
The two of them almost thought of this together and looked at each other, both dumbfounded.
Han Jiulin then stated his second request for the war department.
"The second point is actual combat training. A day of war cannot be wasted. You should start immediately to make a joint cross-operation exercise plan for the four theaters. I will give you three days to report the detailed plan to me."
Combat exercises have been done before, but this is the first time that the four war zones have intertwined operations.
This is the advantage of having a commander-in-chief of the four realms. With one order, everyone can be gathered together. They are not like before, working independently, competing with each other, and being wary of each other.
When the senior leaders of the war department heard this, they all nodded solemnly in agreement.
This is a good thing and will be of great benefit to the combat capabilities and war preparation and reserve capabilities of the soldiers in the four theaters.
Then everyone discussed some more matters. Seeing that no one had any other questions, Han Jiulin made the final decision: "Okay, the meeting is over."
At the end of the meeting, Han Jiulin took the lead to leave the War Department office building, leaving a group of people talking in small groups.
As the new Eastern Territory War Lord, Xing Tian naturally needs to stay, talk to everyone, and build good relationships with everyone.
On the contrary, Ye Zhaoling, as the Northern War Lord, had changed little from before, and followed Han Jiulin's footsteps to leave.
The two of them left the office building of the Ministry of War. Ye Zhaoling said: "There was a female blogger on Weibo who was sweeping the tomb in Bazhen Mountain. She happened to see red paint splashed on Mrs. Wen Zhao's tombstone. She took a photo and posted it online.
, has now caused an uproar on the Internet.
Everyone is denouncing the person who threw paint behind him.
I asked people to take the opportunity to expose Shen Bing, and now the Internet has become very noisy.
Many people voluntarily went to Bazhen Mountain to visit the tomb."
Han Jiulin nodded and said, "I also looked at my phone before, and I roughly understand the situation."
Ye Zhaoling asked: "What should we do next?"
Han Jiulin said: "Hu She has listened to my arrangement and went to the Han Mansion to bring the message.
Just wait patiently during these eight days.
I plan to go to Bazhen Mountain now. As we agreed before, find someone to guide the direction of public opinion on the Internet and reveal the eight-day period.
Let everyone in the country know that on the 23rd, Shen Bing will go to my mother’s grave in person to apologize!”
As he spoke, he stopped, got in the special car, and drove towards Bazhen Mountain.
Bazhen Mountain was already crowded with people at this time, even more so than those who came to visit tombs during the Qingming Festival.
Including Han Jiulin's aunt and uncle, Chen Ying and Liu Xiuzhen, accompanied by Chen Handong, came to Bazhen Mountain together.
After getting off the car and walking among the crowd, I heard that people around me came to visit Zhao Xianya's grave. Liu Xiuzhen, who was very old, cried like rain.
When I came to Zhao Xianya's grave, I saw that there were circles and countless flowers placed on Zhao Xianya's grave.
It was as if the entire tomb was immersed in a sea of flowers.
Queen Mother of Destiny, Mrs. Wen Zhao.
The mother of Han Jiulin, the commander-in-chief of the four realms, deserves everyone's condolences.
Liu Xiuzhen looked at this admiration and said excitedly: "Jiulin is so promising. She is an elegant spirit in the sky. She will be very happy to see so many people coming to visit her grave."
Chen Ying and Chen Handong supported Liu Xiuzhen on the left and right, and they were very moved in their hearts.
They also watched today's official announcement live broadcast from beginning to end.
When they learned that the country had given Zhao Xianya a posthumous title, everyone was extremely excited.
Even more excited than seeing Han Jiulin serve as the commander-in-chief of the four realms.
This is a high honor.
Especially when I think of the series of humiliating treatment Zhao Xianya received from the Han family after her death, I feel a bad breath coming from her!
At this moment, not far in front of Chen Ying and the others, there was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, pale face and beardless face, and smelling of alcohol.
The man was holding a half bottle of Erguotou in his hand. He was wearing shabby clothes, his hair was messy, and he looked haggard.
He looked at Zhao Xianya's grave, his eyes full of guilt, his lips moving, and he kept mumbling something like, "I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you."
At this moment, many of the people who came to visit the tomb to express their condolences expressed their opinions and wanted to spontaneously find a way to wipe off the paint on Zhao Xianya's tombstone.
Although some people have put forward different opinions, they feel that the guilty party should have its owner, and the paint cannot be wiped off easily. The vicious woman named Shen Bing must come and wipe it off in person.
But at the same time, it has also been supported by many people.
Someone said: "It's okay if we wipe off the paint first. How can Mrs. Wen Zhao be safe if red paint is splashed on the tombstone?"
Let's wipe it off first, and when that Shen Bing comes, let her cover Mrs. Wen Zhao with mourning, apologize, or change the punishment method."
This sentence is well-founded and supported by many people.
At that moment, someone took out the sandpaper and other tools that had been prepared and planned to wipe off the paint.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in front of Chen Ying and others, holding Erguotou in his hand and looking decadent, suddenly started shouting like he was going crazy.
"Don't wipe it, don't wipe it! If you wipe it, it will be haunted!"
His voice was a little sharp and a little harsh.
Everyone was shocked.
But seeing that the person speaking was not normal at all, he looked like a beggar and a lunatic, so no one paid attention to him at that moment.
Someone shouted: "Leave him alone, I don't know where the madman came from, let's wipe ours!"
When the middle-aged man saw that everyone was not listening to the advice, he became even more excited. He ran to Zhao Xianya's tombstone in three steps and then wrapped it up.
He covered the red paint with his body and shouted crazily: "You can't wipe it off, you really can't wipe it off, it will be haunted, it will be haunted!"
His behavior of hugging the tombstone was a huge insult to Zhao Xianya in the eyes of everyone.