Chapter 267 Xilin’s Compromise, Houhu’s Tears

The melodious military music gradually stopped, and the crisp gunshots echoed in the air, shuttled through the dense raindrops, and the birds combing wet feathers around the Jingfei Square were combing the wet feathers.

It seems that the weather will not be very good at the funeral, and the cool rain is like God crying. On a cold rainy day, President Pablo's speech in front of the Battlefield Cemetery is probably the only warm color. His speech touched many people, comforted many people, and made many people cry.

After the funeral of Xilin Tiger, the President did not rest and immediately met the powerful figures of the Zhong family and had lunch with them. Late that night, he summoned Tian Dabangzi and several young and strong officers from the Xilin Military Region, and the meeting lasted for a full three hours.

The next day, he forcibly entered the capital of Sunset State and announced military control. Two of the three reorganized mechanics withdrew from the military camp. The old house in Wei Er District finally opened the door again. People who received some promise from the President chose to compromise and peace.

After President Pabur's unremitting efforts to mediate, Xilin's nervousness was so nervous that it was about to explode, and finally eased.

...

To ensure the stable situation in the Xilin region, the people's hearts are floating and undercurrents must be appeased. Some interests can be sacrificed and some limits can be given up. After all, those benefits that have been given up have never truly belonged to the federal government.

The Federation will never give clear suggestions on which party to inherit the huge family industry of the Zhong family, and only reveals a hint of tendency in the dark. For a long time in the future, the competition for the Zhong family property will become more complicated and will definitely go to court, with a magnificent wave and protracted day by day, with an uproar in public opinion and a full of ugly situations...

But as long as the troops are not used and the resolution is resolved in a relatively peaceful way, it will not affect the rare and good situation of the Federation and the soon-to-be-defense cosmic war. That would be great.

Compared with the ownership rights of Guzhong Company and those industrial groups, the real tricky thing is the candidate for the commander of the Xilin Military Region. The Zhong family has controlled the Xilin military power for millions of years. This is their greatest reliance and bottom line. Although the gradually split Zhong family needs the support of the federal government, they will not move out of this bottom line.

Perhaps we can seize this opportunity to change something? The Xilin people cannot agree to Du Shaoqing joining the Xilin Military Region Command, so who should we choose to come?

President Pablo stood by the window silently, looking at the blue silver sand under his feet and the raindrops spread across the world, and thinking about his trip to Xilin.

The top floor of the Venus Hotel is quiet, and the world outside the building is also quiet, besides the sound of rain. This planet far away from the capital's star circle finally gained temporary relaxation after that tragedy, but the most powerful man in the Federation still couldn't find a moment to relax.

"No matter what the situation is, politicians should remain absolutely calm so that they can ensure that they are not defeated by weakness, ensure that they make correct decisions, and seek happiness and benefits for the majority of the people. But today I am in a bad mood, I don't know if it is because of Commander Zhong's funeral."

President Pabur looked at the rain outside the glass curtain wall and the faint reflection of the shadows, and said in a deep voice.

He gently patted his left shoulder with one hand, and the President's wife comforted him, "Sometimes there is no way to compromise."

President Pablo knew that his wife must have misunderstood that she was frustrated by her decision to support another faction of the Zhong family. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly, patted the warm hand on his shoulder, and whispered to himself: "Sometimes the sacrifices we are forced to make may be far more serious than compromise."

The President's wife looked at his back with some concern and found that her husband seemed to be feeling a little depressed. She quickly turned the topic around and said quickly: "My daughter called again yesterday. She is very concerned about Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le's situation. How should I answer?"

President Pablo thought of his daughter who was still troubled by depression, and the young man whose life and death were unknown, and a few traces of sadness flashed on his dark face, and said in a sincere tone: "I can only pray for good luck to that guy."

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It is also raining in the S1 Capital Special Zone.

Commander Du Shaoqing watched the live broadcast of the funeral with a complicated expression. He was silent and independent in the dim room for a long time. He walked to the bookshelf to take off the piano box and started playing the piano.

The fresh violin music became a little different in those hands that were no longer stable and slightly trembling. The struggles and collision notes flowed in the space, gathered together, and then separated, revealing a faint sadness, a deep panic, a speechless confusion, and an extremely complicated mood.

The tune ended without warning. Du Shaoqing stared at the green leaves that were beaten by heavy rain outside the window. His erect figure in the past seemed a little hunched. He could never pick out the inappropriate military posture, but was a little dull.

He suddenly shouted loudly and smashed the precious violin hard onto the window frame, and the glass smashed into pieces as if it was splashing everywhere!

That night, Du Shaoqing wrote a report on the previous investigation results, and at the same time attached his resignation report to the President's Office, suggesting that Parliament Hill continue to investigate the attack on the Guzhong Lottery.

In the early morning of the next day, he returned to S3 with several orderly soldiers and wanted to return to his troops to prepare for a great war with the empire.

As long as the Silin situation settles, the federal troops will attack the empire in large numbers. After the empires shamelessly attacked the ancient clock, there was no force within the federal government, and any faction dared to stop the determination of the President and the military, otherwise the anger of the people would directly burn them to ashes.

Before boarding the warship, Du Shaoqing suddenly turned around, took off his sunglasses, revealing his cold and proud face, looking at the Capital Special Zone in the morning rain with a complicated expression, and suddenly asked, "Have Xu Le not heard back yet?"

"Report to the commander, no news."

Du Shaoqing put on his sunglasses again and was speechless. From the time he put on these sunglasses, he was no longer so persistent in the awe of the starry sky above his head and some things deep in his heart. Once he began to compromise, he might be forced to continue to compromise.

It was this perception that reminded him of Xu Le, a young man who made him feel very unhappy. Now the hardest stone in the Federation has also died, which seems a pity.

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It is another quiet manor far away from the living area of ​​ordinary people in the federal community, a quiet manor between the mountains and blue lakes. This manor belongs to the most low-key Nanxiang family among the seven great masters. However, looking at the vast area and luxurious furnishings of the manor, how is it related to low-key?

"I heard that someone from the government is circulating a message saying that the official residence is happy to see Zhong Ziqi inheriting the position of the head of the Zhong family?"

Nan Aomi clenched her fists and opened her bright eyes, looking at her mother in shock, with a few traces of black hair wet by the rain on her beautiful cheeks.

"In order to calm the situation in Xilin as soon as possible, many people can think of this hint that the President made in advance. After all, the little girl from the Zhong family was too young and had been living in Qixia Prefecture, while Zhong Ziqi received the support of most members of the Zhong family."

Mrs. Nan Xiang looked at her daughter with a smile. She knew very well why her daughter, who had been living an ordinary life since childhood, suddenly went home today and questioned the federal situation very rarely. This was naturally because the young man had a very close relationship with the little princess of the Zhong family...

"But Zhong Fireworks are the legal heirs." Nan Xiangmei shook her head incredibly and said.

"Everyone in Xilin knows that Commander Zhong loves Zhong Ziqi very much, and many people regard that young man as the future head of the Zhong family. In fact, in the eyes of us, the tiger seems to have some intention to make the heirs of the Zhong family have to end the qualitative history in S1. In this case, the government's choice of Zhong Ziqi may be in line with the tiger's last wish."

"I don't believe it." Nan Xiangmi shook her head firmly, "The government is not a kind person, and I know that the Tai family, the Li family, and even our family have sent people to Xilin, and everyone's reaction is very strange."

After a moment of silence, Mrs. Nan Xiang replied calmly: "You are right. Zhong Ziqi cannot become an excellent head of the family in a short period of time. The Zhong family has no leader, and there are traces of division at present. The government is secretly promoting the fire. Maybe... maybe this is a sign that the seven families have their first collapse. In this case, the six families must first enter Xilin for profit."

"What are the benefits for other families when the Zhong family is destroyed?" Nan Xiangmei asked sadly: "Aren't the elders of the family clear about the relationship between lips and teeth? "

"The Zhong family has always been on the edge of the seven major systems. He has no marriage with us and no deep interest entanglement. More importantly, if the Zhong family really wants to decline, we cannot watch the huge energy released when it is like black hole dispersions, and we cannot watch it absorbed by the government."

Nan Xiang's beautiful brow frowned and looked at his mother sadly and said, "I heard that you were good friends with Mrs. Zhong back then. Can't you do anything for her daughter?"

"You don't understand, everything is for the sake of profit, for survival."

Mrs. Nan Xiang's eyes drooped slightly, and she was silent for a long time before continuing: "A giant like the Seven Great Masters, even if they declined and collapsed, it would not be a short time. This long process may last for a whole constitutional calendar, or it may be that the Zhong family will suddenly revive halfway, just like the history after their almost destroyed in Donglin."

"But in the face of this unprecedented situation, everyone must devote themselves to it, seize profits and strengthen themselves, otherwise it may be our turn to fall down."

Nam Sangmi did not express any further opinions on this issue, but just looked at her mother with some disappointment and sadness.

She raised her head and looked at her daughter who had obviously lost weight in fear, knowing where her disappointment and sorrow came from - this is to express love, this is to love, and this is to seek the last bit of thought, but Mrs. Nan Xiang said nothing after all.

Back to Nan Xiangmei, who was in her own courtyard in Houhu, sat quietly and sadly by the window, watching the countless small circles hit by the rain on the lake, and remembering the same circles I saw on the pond in the forest garden that day.

These days, it seems that it is raining on the land of the entire Federation and countless planets, and the drizzling drizzles make people feel depressed and gloomy.

Nan Xiangmi glanced at the phone in her hand and pressed a string of numbers with her slightly trembling fingertips. After getting the phone number from Li Xiaotong, she had never called it once. It was the first time today, but there was no sound on the other end of the phone...

Crystal tears fell from the front of her eyelashes, more and more, stringed into bead curtains, and fell to the ground dripping. She reached out to wipe it, but more tears came out from her fingers.
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