The residence of the Urro family, in the province of San Martín.

Because of the peace agreement, the remains of Little Oro were found and returned. This is because of his gorgeous military uniform, otherwise it would be really difficult to distinguish from the large pile of decomposing corpses.

Old Oro sat beside his son's coffin in a daze, recalling his son's previous voice and smile, and he was in pain and tears.

Little Oro has always been the pride of his heart, the heir who can inherit his mantle the most, but he actually died in battle like this, or died in the hands of Chinese who came out of nowhere.

This was a sudden nightmare for the Oro family, completely disrupting all the personnel plans of the Oro family.

As a general who leads troops to fight, even after retirement, the old Oro has always given people the feeling of being a hero. Straight body, powerful movements, and a loud voice, but overnight, he was much more decadent, and now he is like a desperate bad old man, revealing heart-rending pain.

"Sir!" The butler walked in, and seeing that Old Oro did not react, he raised his voice and shouted again: "Master! ”

In the past, when the housekeeper arrived outside the door, old Oro could find out. Today's old Oro, until the butler came to him and touched his arm, he shook his senses.

"What's the matter?" Old Oro's gaze was a little dull, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be longer and deeper.

"Congressman Juan is here to visit, waiting in the hall." The housekeeper couldn't bear to look at Old Oro so decadently, and bowed his head and said.

"Is that Juan councillor in the capital, Lima?" Old Oro moved his brows and wondered.

"Exactly." The butler hurriedly replied.

"What is he doing here?" Oro Sr. was a little surprised, most of his social circles were in Peruvian military circles, and he didn't have much contact with people in the capital's political circles. This Juan Councilor is just a nodding acquaintance, and he rarely moves around, so why did he suddenly come today. Even if you mourn your son, you have already passed the day.

"You lead the way, and I'll meet him." Old Oro knew that although this Juan was not a high-ranking official, he had a great influence in the political circles, because he was too busy with business to do, so he did not have a specific position. However, the officials in the political circles gave him face, and the election funds of several major parties in the government and opposition were all sponsored by this Juan.

"Sir, you're still wearing civilian clothes。。。。。。" The butler reminded carefully.

Old Oro, who was a little grief-stricken, almost lost his manners, and the distinguished guests who came from afar were not so familiar with each other, and the casual clothes were too casual.

Old Oro changed into a military uniform and walked out of the room.

Juan and Oro Sr. are about the same age, but they are completely different types of people when they stand together.

Juan is short and fat, old Aoro is tall and thin, Juan is smiling, old Aoro is old-fashioned and serious, Juan has the self-acquaintance of a businessman, and old Oro is a natural soldier who does not smile.

Without waiting for Old Oro to speak, Juan took his arm and said cordially: "Old General, hello." I have heard for a long time that the old general loves horses, and when he comes down, he also asks the old general to appreciate it. ”

The two of them went out of the room and came to the outer courtyard. A long neighing of a horse caught the attention of old Oro.

I saw a black steed strutting in the outer courtyard, its hair was black and shiny, but its four hooves were covered with white long hair, especially the diamond-shaped white mark on its forehead.

"This is a Serrafrençaise?" Old Oro was pleasantly surprised, this horse is more than one meter eight meters tall, and Old Oro is also tall and burly, and the two look very harmonious when they stand together.

"It's still an old general's eyesight, and it's a famous French horse. It's a pity that it's too high and not suitable for the next, so this time it will be sent to you, the old general. Juan said quietly.

Old Oro's expression moved, this horse is very valuable, what is the idea of this Juan. Thinking about the relationship between each other, I don't want to give such an expensive gift, I'm afraid I have something else to ask for.

"My old man is too old to get up such a tall horse." Old Oro pretended to shirk and said, to see what Juan was trying to do, and what kind of medicine was sold under the gourd.

"It's okay, it's okay, although this horse is mostly used for off-roading, but it has been cultivated since childhood according to the way of the honor guard horse, and its character is docile and very obedient. And walking with his head held high, his bearing is extraordinary, which is most suitable for you, the old general. Juan quickly explained.

Old Oro is a man who loves horses, and he looks at the color of this horse's coat that is shiny, like fat, with a broad chest, round hips, long and powerful legs, and a smart look in his eyes, which makes him a little fond of it.

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid I have something to say to the old man, please inside." Old Oro simply picked up the topic, and this Juan of the province went around in circles here.

"The old general is polite, but it's disrespectful to be below, please inside." Juan waited for this sentence from old Oro, and finally got to the point.

The two returned to the living room and sat down separately.

"To tell you the truth, since the accident in my mine, there have been rumors in the business and political circles. I was supposed to be inappropriate, but those Chinese are getting bigger and bigger, making everyone known, and my servant Di Mari is said to have voted for these Chinese bandits, which made me lose face, and this time I came to ask the old general to think of ideas and destroy these Chinese. Juan gritted his teeth and said, businessmen do business with their good reputation, and now there is chaos inside, and even bandits, how dare others do business with him? So Juan especially hated the rioting Chinese.

"I don't hate these Chinese to the bone, my child was plotted by their despicable conspiracy, and the old immortal also wants to take revenge." The pain of old Oro's loss of a son is in his throat.

"With the impression of old Oro in the military circles in the north, it shouldn't be a problem to transfer a few more divisions to suppress it. If military spending is insufficient, we can think of ways to do it. Juan finally told him what he was coming for.

"It was originally classified, but now it's not。。。。。。" Old Oro whispered to Juan.

"What? We're going to war? To declare war on Chile? Juan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Today in the capital, President Ma, it should be announced, and tomorrow's newspaper should be published, and the whole country should know about it." Old Oro nodded.

"No wonder, no wonder 。。。。。。。" Juan recalled the general situation, and when he heard the old Oro say this, it all made sense, but Peru had been peaceful for too long, and no one talked about the war. "No wonder the president is indifferent to the Chinese in the north, it turns out that the south is going to war!"

"Then we'll let those Chinese go? Let them still be free to go unpunished on our land? "Juan hated itchy, these Chinese ruined his factory, let him be ridiculed by his peers, how could he have been insulted in this way for his position in the business world?

"The army can't be transferred no matter what." Old Oro fell into deep thought, "But。。。。。。 ”

"But what? Old general, you said, as long as you can destroy those Chinese, I Juan will spend no amount of money to make this breath. Juan clenched his fists and cut the railroad to the ground.

Old Oro glanced at Juan and knew that his money was not a problem, so he said leisurely: "I'm just helping you contact you about this matter, and I can't guarantee whether it can be done." ”

"With the old general's connections in St. Martin, there must be a way." Juan said.

"I heard that the gang of Chinese went to Amazon, as far as I know, this Amazon has a Moorish mercenary business, I know someone who can talk to them, you pay a little money for them to take these Chinese." Old Oro said slowly.

"Green Cultists? Can they do it? Juan's brow furrowed.

"They are ruthless and vicious, and they are most suitable for doing this, and when they get to the jungle, it is their territory, where the Chinese will definitely not be pleased." Old Oro was very sure.

"Okay, I'll have someone send you a check later, how many of you keep looking at it." Juan still believed in the old Oro's vision, and after speaking, he put on a smile and said: "Old general, I still want to trouble you with one thing, I have a few relatives and friends in the army who want to be transferred to the north, and I also ask the old general to help." ”

Old Oro was stunned, no wonder this Juan is so generous, it turns out that there is still an attempt, the south wants to fight, and wants to hide relatives and friends to take refuge, in the past, Old Oro must have refused, this is too despicable, the country is in trouble, and he actually wants to hide in the rear, it is too shameless.

But at this time and at that time, when his beloved son died, his influence was afraid that his influence would decrease day by day, and he didn't have to worry that he would not be able to use it in the future. The grandson is still young, and he still needs a lot of money to cultivate, and the old Oro wants to compromise here.

"Okay. You write me the list, and I'll figure it out for you and apply for an appointment. Old Oro lamented in his heart, and he had a few more gray hairs.