"Why?" He Ziqiu, whose eyes were full of doubts, trembled his lips and looked at He Wenzhao in front of him, and asked in a bitter voice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why? You actually ask me why? He Wenzhao, whose body was trembling slightly, took a deep breath and said in a tone full of grief and indignation, "What I do at Lu University is strategy and tactics, not serving tea and water!" ”

He Wenzhao's voice carried a trace of grief and unwillingness. When he was at Lu University, he was praised by countless people as a military wizard, thinking that he would inevitably become an excellent commander in the future. He Wenzhao himself is convinced of this. Even if he was originally the first place when he graduated from Lu University, but was demoted to the third place because he had no background, it did not affect his self-confidence at all. Because he knows that with his own ability, he will inevitably come out one day.

However, when General He Da, who had ignored him before and had not even met him much, appeared in front of He Wenzhao after he came out, everything changed. The promising star of hope in the military world was taken away by He Ziqiu and became his confidant. But this so-called henchman has to do all day long, in addition to helping He Ziqiu deal with various official duties, he also has to serve tea and pour water, but he has never had the opportunity to become a real commander. This huge transformation is even more uncomfortable for a young man than killing him. And all this is just because He Wenzhao is a person from the He family.

This kind of thing may be a rare opportunity for ordinary people to get ahead. But this is the biggest humiliation for He Wenzhao, who was born in a partial house and has not been valued since he was a child, and is even often coldly spoken. Especially when the children of the He family, who are inferior to him in all aspects, can climb on his head just because they are from a concubine. And every time we meet, I am not so friendly to him, a person with outstanding ability but low background. The jealousy, insult, ridicule, grievance, and anger in this have lasted for more than ten years!

Ho has been patient. Although He Ziqiu valued him more, he never had the idea of entrusting him with important tasks. Perhaps in He Ziqiu's heart, it is already a very good promotion to promote He Wenzhao to be a confidant. But He Wenzhao would never think so in his heart.

"Although I was only the third when I graduated from Lu University, my internal results were the first!" After He Wenzhao calmed down his mood vigorously, he said softly, "Originally, I didn't plan to do anything, after all, I am also a member of the He family." But you don't know whether you want to rebel against the Supreme Commander. By doing so, you're not just ruining yourself, you're destroying everyone you have a relationship with. I have parents and family too! ”

Looking at He Ziqiu, who had a miserable face, He Wenzhao sneered, and then said, "If you want to die yourself, no one will stop you." But don't bring anyone else! This time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is no hope of success at all. Not to mention the strength in name, you actually put your hope on the assassination of the Supreme Commander? In that place in the imperial capital, under the noses of Wang Yan and Xiao Hongbao, you want to attack the supreme commander with a strong escort force? What exactly do you think? It's okay if you're dead, but I don't want to die yet. My parents can't be implicated either! They have suffered from the white eyes of the He family for so many years, just because our family is a partial house! I can't let them die with you! ”

"I see." He Ziqiu, who looked miserable, smiled bitterly, and said with a gloomy expression, "In this way, it is indeed me who is sorry for you." After a pause, He Ziqiu looked at He Wenzhao with some confusion and asked softly, "When were you bought?" ”

"It's not being bought." He Wenzhao shook his head, and looked at He Ziqiu, who was sitting motionless on the chair, with complicated eyes, "When you made up your mind to rebel against the Supreme Commander, I had already taken the initiative to take refuge." I don't want to finish up with you, I don't want to continue to serve you tea and water to organize documents, and I don't want to see those bastards who don't have any skills every day, but can climb on my head just because of their background! ”

"Alright." Jun Mo, who had been listening to it for a long time, frowned, looked at He Ziqiu sitting in the chair with a cold face, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, you are plotting treason, endangering national security, and colluding with enemy countries to harm national interests. Now everything has been revealed. I hope the chief doesn't make it difficult for us. ”

He Ziqiu raised his eyelids and looked coldly at the room in front of him with weapons in hand. These gendarmes were not gendarmes in the Russian theater of operations, and you can tell from the insignia and armbands they wore that they were all transferred from the Imperial Military Police Command.

Thinking of this, He Ziqiu's heart was gloomy. As the supreme commander of the Russian theater of operations, he has always believed that he has run the entire Russian theater like an iron bucket. But so many gendarmes were able to come to Kazan quietly and go straight into their offices. This is no longer something that He Wenzhao can do alone. It would take a lot of energy, or at least break through the barriers of the henchmen around his office. But when these people came over, there was not even gunfire outside. This also means that there are countless people who have betrayed themselves at this moment.

In He Ziqiu's heart, even if these gendarmes in front of him were abrupt, they were not so heartbroken and sad as they are now. The thing he was most proud of was broken to pieces by Zhang Cheng mercilessly. On this night, I don't know how many of the subordinates who were considered confidants in the past betrayed him. Whether it is He Wenzhao or Junmo, they are just little brothers who run errands.

"Who betrayed me?" He Ziqiu didn't pay attention to Junmo, looked at his nephew with a cold face, and asked in a deep voice. He didn't want to be a fool.

"What's the point of asking all of this now?" He Wenzhao, whose emotions had calmed down, shook his head a little helplessly: "The Supreme Commander can give you what you can give, and the Supreme Commander can give what you can't give." From strength to righteousness, from prestige to people's hearts. A commander who can only use intrigue and trickery is not a level of opponent at all in front of the upright Supreme Commander. In this case, anyone with some vision will not be on your side. If it was when the Saga Consortium was swept away before, you would have had a chance, but now ......"

Although He Wenzhao didn't say the rest of the words, He Ziqiu could understand what he wanted to say. When Zhang Cheng first came to power, both his prestige and prestige, as well as the power in his hands, were in a low state. After all, Zhang Cheng climbed up from the bottom. Even if you are very rich, you are just an upstart. At that time, the imperial capital had just experienced turmoil, and there were still many forces opposing Zhang Cheng. If He Ziqiu wanted to oppose Zhang Cheng at that time, it was still very likely to succeed.

It's just that there is no point in talking about it now. When Zhang Cheng rose like a comet in a very short period of time, pushing his prestige and prestige to the peak with one victory after another, when Zhang Cheng continued to use means to firmly grasp the power of the empire, and when Zhang Cheng won the hearts of the army and the people with the battles he promoted. Anyone in front of him has lost the power to fight back.

Zhang Cheng rose too fast, but He Ziqiu and others are already old. They are still looking at young people and the current era with the same eyes they did decades ago. Therefore, it is only natural that these old people who can't keep up with the pace of the times are abandoned.

"Zhang Cheng." He Ziqiu swallowed his saliva, and looked at Jun Mo with an inexplicable look in his eyes, "What does he have to tell me?" ”

"Sir." Jun Mo smiled and beckoned, and then a gendarme stepped forward and put the box in his hand on He Ziqiu's desk. Jun Mo stepped forward and reached out to open the box, and a small tube of glass reagent was lying quietly in the box.

After He Ziqiu saw this tube of reagent, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart anymore, and even his body trembled slightly involuntarily. He knew, it was poison!

Although he had thought that Zhang Cheng might want him to die, people have this desire to survive after all. People like He Ziqiu want to live well. But when the shadow of death does come, no one will be truly fearful.

Jun Mo smiled slightly, and said softly, "The Supreme Commander asked me to tell the chief that if the commander chooses to commit suicide by taking poison, then the Supreme Commander will keep the treason of the chief strictly secret, and hold a state funeral for the chief, and posthumously recognize the chief as a national hero." No one will know that the Commander has ever been involved in treason, and you will die of illness in your post. And the relatives of the chief will not be implicated in any way. ”

After a pause, Jun Mo looked at He Ziqiu, who had a gloomy expression, smiled, and then said, "If the commander is unwilling, then you will be sent to a military court, and your family will all be sent to Siberia to cut down trees." I think the chief knows very well what the situation is like, right? Succeed in the king, since he has failed, please be able to retain the last trace of dignity for himself. You're an Imperial Army Admiral! ”

After saying this, Jun Mo waved his hand and left He Ziqiu's office with the gendarmes in the house. Although he made the right choice, He Wenzhao's mood at this time was definitely not as calm as it seemed. He Ziqiu glanced deeply at him with complicated eyes, sighed secretly, and turned to leave.

'Bump. After the office door was closed, He Ziqiu, who looked like he had suddenly aged for decades, closed his eyes in pain. I don't know how long it took, He Ziqiu, who opened his eyes again, looked at the tube of reagent containing poison, and swallowed hard.

Half a bell later, a long sigh rang out from the lavishly decorated office. He Ziqiu trembled and stretched out his hand to the tube of reagents, and there will be a decision in the end.

On April 24, 1942, the Supreme Command of the Ming Empire issued a statement that He Ziqiu, a general of the Ming Empire, died of illness at his post due to overwork. A state funeral will be held in the near future. (To be continued.) )