Wind Rises in Dragon City

In the empty parliament hall, Pu Xingbang sat alone on a chair, accompanied only by his father's body and the cold coffin.

Since the coffin was transported here this morning, Pu Xingbang has never allowed anyone other than his team to step into this hall, nor has he ever walked out.

The imperial power is lonely, so lonely that even close relatives can't get close.

…

Inside the Garrison Headquarters.

Pu Xingguo looked at the dozen or so officers in the room with some humiliation: "Can't I just call him?"

"Mr. Governor is currently unable to answer your call." The colonel officer replied: "But you can call others."

Pu Xingguo clenched his fists and replied after a long silence: "I need a separate space."

"You can go back to the lounge, but you can't leave the office." The other side replied blankly.

Pu Xingguo stared at the people in front of him, picked up his phone with great aggrieved heart, turned and walked into the lounge.

Who should I call? Mother? is that useful?

To subordinates? Order the garrison to assemble and begin civil war immediately?

Can you win?

After his father Pu Yuan became seriously ill, most of the government affairs in the old triangle were handled by Pu Xingbang. He may have thought of a hundred countermeasures to contain himself, to destroy himself, or... he is waiting for himself Do it.

Commander of the dignified garrison regiment, at this moment he was forced to do nothing.

If you want to make peace, the other party will not talk to him at all; if you want to resist, you have no chance of winning.

Pu Xingguo sat on the bed, held the phone and thought for a long time, and finally thought of a person. He thought for a long time, mustered up the courage, and dialed the number of the other party.

…

In Yanbei, Hua District, the administrative park of the Greater District, in the courtyard of a villa on the north side.

An old lady over sixty was standing by the window on the second floor of her house, staring towards the southwest.

Her name is Pu Ya, and she is the legitimate daughter of Governor Pu Yuan who married far away to Hua District. She has lived here for nearly thirty years. Now that her father passed away, her elder brother is not allowed to go back to offer condolences.

In the quiet room, an ugly old man sat on the sofa and softly persuaded, "It might not be a good thing if you don't go back now."

Pu Ya turned around and was about to answer when she heard her cell phone ring.

The ugly old man was stunned for a moment: "Oh, I can't stop here, so I didn't say anything."

Pu Ya didn't respond, she went to the table, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button calmly.

The phone was connected, but there was no sound from the receiver.

Pu Ya was silent for a while, and asked in her native dialect, "What's the matter? Brother?"

"Sister, he's coming for me!" Pu Xingguo's voice sounded on the phone: "I...I really have no choice but to call you."

"What do you want me to do for you?"

"He took everything he wanted, and now I just want to go back and see my father." Pu Xingguo returned.

"Can I believe what you said?" Pu Ya asked.

"Sister! I didn't think about what to fight for!" Pu Xingguo replied with clenched fists: "He wants me to step down, so he can say it clearly, why make it like this!"

"Okay, I'll make this call for you." Pu Ya didn't reject her half-brother, but replied decisively.

"Trouble, sister!"

"that's it!"

The two ended the call, Pu Ya was holding the phone, her brows were furrowed.

On the sofa, the old man got up tremblingly, looked at Pu Ya with his hands behind his back, and said, "You're just talking too much! You are no longer in your hometown, and you don't understand many things."

Pu Ya looked at her man with red eyes: "I have to get this far!"

"We have also gone through this stage. I think my second uncle... oh, let's not talk about it." The old man waved his hand, walked in the house and said: "Your father has eight wives and more than twenty children... This is better than that." Back then, the situation here was even more complicated. The power of each branch of the family was too heavy. When the old man was here, everyone was heirs and children. But when the old man is gone, how do you ask Xingbang to deal with these relationships? Who has a good relationship with whom among the princes? , who wears a pair of pants with whom, and who is fighting for whose interests, these things are difficult to judge."

"Isn't it enough to hand over the power?"

"It's not that simple. The state funeral period is only three days. The time period and the tasks are heavy. Only by setting a good example can we release the military power with a glass of wine." The old man replied softly: "...It's difficult! , I don’t have the courage, so my dad is right, I am not suitable to be a leader.”

"No, how he decides is his business, I still have to make this call." Pu Ya thought for a long time, and finally decided to call Pu Xingbang.

The old man didn't try to persuade him, but walked towards the kitchen: "I'll get you something to eat."

Pu Ya called three times, but Pu Xingbang didn't answer.

She stood at the window, thought for a long time, and sent another text message to the other party: "Leave some room, after all, blood is thicker than water!"

…

Hanoi, inside the Supreme Council hall.

Pu Xingbang sat on a chair, looked at his sister's text messages, paused for a moment, and put his phone aside.

Outside the door, a guard brigade commander came in, saluted and then came to Pu Xingbang's side and said: "A dozen generals from the World War I and World War II zones are waiting for you to meet outside."

"No see!" Pu Xingbang waved his hand.

"What they mean is, if you don't see them, they'll just stand there."

"Let them stand!" Pu Xingbang got up slowly, stretched out his hand to caress his father's coffin, and walked to the inner room alone with his back.

Outside the parliament building, Pu Xingbang's three younger brothers, one younger sister, and a dozen generals all stood on the steps, neither shouting nor making trouble, but they were not about to leave either.

Yanbei.

Pu Ya called Pu Xingguo back and said in silence for a while, "I called, but he didn't answer, and he sent a text message, but he didn't reply."

"Hehehe!" Pu Xingguo grinned: "Okay, I know what he wants to do! I know...!"

…

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Three coast guard patrol boats were docked by the side of the road, and four to five hundred soldiers in Chinese-style military uniforms quickly disembarked and assembled.

"Let me tell you the requirements! No conflicts with the local armed forces are allowed, no heavy weapons are allowed, no one must wear armbands, and obey the command! Legally protect our company!" After a team leader shouted at the crowd , Immediately waved his hands and urged: "Pedal!"

Inside the main building of Dongsheng Express.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Several explosions resounded, and Jiangzhou in the basement felt the ceiling above his head shaking violently!

"He... they seem to have called in." The security personnel outside the door came in and shouted: "We will protect you and go first!"

"This gang of bastards!" Jiangzhou's handsome face rarely showed extreme anger: "Ask again, where are they?"