After a brief silence in the conference room, the executives left in silence.

After watching them gradually leave, and there were only a few top floors left in the conference room, Huang Gan Taishi looked at Elder Wang: "Are you really not curious about what is written in that cowhide scroll?" ”

It is very likely that the cowhide scroll is the last words left by the first person before he died.

Maybe it's about the future development of Great Xia.

Or ...... The new first candidate.

Zhao Xue took a deep breath of smoke and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Haihuang is dead. ”

It's a reminder.

reminds that in Daxia now, no one is qualified to compete with Wang Lao for the first place.

The power of Great Xia, they have all firmly grasped it in the palm of their hands.

Huang Gan smiled: "What do you think, Lao Wang?" ”

Zhao Xuejiang frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more.

Wang Lao lowered his head and packed up the documents, quietly turned around and walked outside, did not answer Huang Gan's words, but said softly: "I'm ready to take care of the aftermath for the first person." ”

Wang Lao left the office, Zhao Xue got up and patted Huang Gan's shoulder, and left silently.

In the huge office, Master Jiang Zhong sat on a chair in an old state, looking at the sixty-three-year-old Huang Gan with complicated eyes, he was silent for a long time, slowly took out a photo, and gently pushed it in front of Huang Gan.

The background of the photo is the Forbidden City in Beijing.

Four high-spirited middle-aged men stood side by side.

They are Wang Bu when they were young, Zhao Xuejiang, Huang Gan and Jiang Zhong.

At that time, they were well-known hawkish middle-level in Great Xia, and they all had a strong desire and ability to serve the country, and were known as the sharpest blades of the country and the youngest and most courageous middle-level middle-level.

At that time, the doves represented by Zhao Haihuang were fighting with them openly and secretly every day.

This is a photo of these old people in their glory days.

Huang Gan silently looked down.

Jiang Zhong sighed softly, stood up, walked to Huang Gan with the conference table, patted Huang Gan's shoulder lightly and said, "Old man, I'm all here with you, can't you go on?" ”

Huang Gan replied in a deep voice: "I just want to know what the old man said before he died, and what was written in that brown leather scroll." ”

"What if you know?" Jiang Zhong suddenly said in a shocking voice: "Don't be blinded by some one-sided things, the reason why the current Great Xia can stand tall is completely because of the support of the Chief of the General Staff, even if you can win Lao Wang, can you still let the Chief of the General Staff stand on your side?" ”

Huang Gan was silent for a moment.

"The Chief of the General Staff and Elder Wang are the strongest backing for each other."

With that, Jiang Zhong patted Huang Gan's shoulder heavily and prepared to leave.

"If you don't give it a try, I won't give up!"

Huang Gan's voice sounded.

Jiang Zhong's back was stunned like a statue for an instant, and after a long period of sluggishness, it seemed to become more aging in an instant, and he continued to walk forward a little staggeringly.

"But I'm not going to hurt them."

Huang Gan assured.

With a bitter smile tugging at the corner of Jiang Zhong's mouth, he walked forward silently and staggered around the corner.

.......

Heavy snow falls, and the Nanshan Cemetery in the capital is full of snow trees in winter.

Qin Jue was dressed in a black suit, wearing a white paper flower on his chest, and stood at the gate of the cemetery against the wind and snow.

As the mournful music sounded, the soldiers in black uniforms slowly lifted the green wooden coffin carrying the old head, and everyone walked towards the depths of the cemetery in unison.

Eighteen pairs of hard-soled leather shoes trampled on the ground with the same high and low sound, trampling on the cold winter snow, crushing the ice and soil, stepping on everyone's hearts, stepping into the depths of pine and cypress.

Qin Jue silently watched the green wood coffin, deep in his indifferent eyes was a deeper mourning, his waist was as straight as a pine, the three gold stars on his shoulders shrugged slightly, he raised his arm and saluted the green wood coffin.

The military personnel present also saluted with Qin Jue.

The rest of the high-level officials bowed their heads slightly in silence.

The snow gradually covered everyone's hearts.

It wasn't until the sound of the coffin lid closing in the depths of the cemetery shattered the silence.

Qin Jue raised his eyes to look at the sky with endless snow, on this extremely ordinary day, using such a simple funeral to bid farewell to the old man who had worked hard for the country all his life could be regarded as the subtle but deep romance of the nation of Great Xia.

After the funeral, Qin Jue returned to Jiuquan City non-stop.

Generally speaking, there are many links behind the funeral, such as the sacrificial ceremony, praying for the safety and stability of the first old man, such as participating in press conferences, announcing the information of the first death to the people across the country, such as participating in the Qiqi Festival held by the family seven days later, plus the status of the first old man is really special, in terms of national security, information, government affairs, military, economy, etc., Qin Jue, the chief of the national general staff, the general of the military department, His Royal Highness the Dragon King is the Dragon King, and the governors of the five provinces in Jiangnan need to come forward to deal with it.

Seeing Qin Jue leave without hesitation, although the high-level officials were unhappy, they also expressed their understanding when they thought that Qin Jue was for the future of the country and for the rejuvenation of the nation.

But in the next second, Taishi Huang Gan also left silently, following Qin Jue.

"Master Huang, don't you stay to participate in the sacrificial ceremony?"

Someone raised his hand and asked.

Huang Gan has disappeared from people's sight.

"Ah, is Taishi Huang already gone?"

"Why did Taishi Huang leave?"

"Maybe Taishi Huang suddenly has something important."

Listening to the conversation of the high-level leaders, Zhao Xuejiang and Jiang Zhong looked in the direction where Huang Gan left, and complex emotions such as worry, puzzlement, anger, and helplessness appeared in their eyes.

"It's fine." Wang Lao suddenly greeted everyone: "Let's go to the sacrificial ceremony held by the family of the old man, and then convene a national high-level meeting to elect the next leader, eliminate the negative impact of the death of the old head as soon as possible, and ensure that the country is still on the normal track." ”

The high-level officials nodded and followed Wang Lao to the entrance of the cemetery.

Outside the cemetery, not far away, Qin Jue was striding forward, and the angel wings behind him had already been unfolded, but he suddenly stopped and said without looking back: "Old Huang, it's all here, what do you want to tell me?" ”

Qin Jue's indifferent eyes twisted slightly, and he looked at Huang Gan behind him.

Huang Gan smiled: "Xiao Jue, I want to see the cowhide roll." ”

"Nope."

"Can't I do it?"

Huang Gan's eyes were slightly cold.

Qin Jue still shook his head indifferently.

"Why?" Huang Gan's pale beard trembled slightly, and his voice tried his best to remain calm: "What secrets are there, even my national master can't tell them." ”

"It's not for you, even if Elder Wang asks me, I won't give it."

Qin Jue replied calmly.

But this tone was like a stiff stone, which made Huang Gan's heart panic.

"Xiao Jue, then I'll ask in another word." Huang Gan took a deep breath slightly: "Before the old first person died, did he nominate anyone to be the next first leader?" ”

There was a sense of anticipation in the depths of Huang Gan's old eyes.

"Nope." Qin Jue shook his head indifferently, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Before the first person died, he only thought about how to make Great Xia rise and rejuvenate. ”

"He's a role model for my generation."

"My generation, including Huang Lao."

With that, Qin Jue turned around, and the wings behind him began to vibrate.

Boom!

Suddenly, his shoulder was grabbed by Huang Gan Taishi who pounced on him.

"Tell me!" Huang Gantaishi's eyes were red.

Qin Jue completely lost all patience.

At this critical time, the dignified master still had the heart to think about those meaningless things.

His wings shook violently, flung Huang Gan to the ground, and plunged into the snowy sky.