Huang Weiming's death seemed like a small stone on the calm lake. It was a stone that stirred up a thousand layers of waves, making the originally relatively quiet political arena surging again. The old man of the Huang family gave a white-haired man and gave a black-haired man the most. What is unacceptable is that the body was not even left, only a can of crystal yellow sand. How could this not make people sad?

Zhongnanhai, Chrysanthemum Hall, the old man of the Huang family had a gloomy face. On the desktop of the fiberglass tiles, he slapped a can of yellow sand hard on it. The thin hourglass was not a bit of blood, no horror, nor did he leave any traces that Huang Weiming had left. , just fluttering in the wind little by little.

The old man of the Huang family hung his hand on the back of the sofa, his eyes were filled with indescribable anger and sadness. He pinched a cigarette with his other hand, but he didn't smoke. He wanted to put him beside his mouth, but he was not right. Accurately, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, his fingers trembled slightly, and the smoke rippled in the air one after another. He didn't even notice that the cigarette butt burned his fingers.

No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, the old man of the Bai family, the old man of the Chen family and Chen Zhengan, Chen Zhenkun were all there, their eyes kept flowing, and they dared not look at the eyes of the old man of the Huang family. After seeing it inadvertently, they also They will quickly avoid it and look innocent.

The old man in the Huang family is much younger than the old man in the Bai family and the Chen family. At most, he is about the same as Mr. Wen. But now it seems that his wrinkled face, withered and empty eyes, and the black circles that seem to have not fallen asleep for a long time. The snow-white hair as white as silver thread makes people feel helpless and sad.

The old man of the Huang family is a lament of fate. Destiny is in him, and reality shows a feeling of ruthlessness and sadness. The three major misfortunes in life can be said to be reflected in him. He lost his mother in childhood and his wife in middle age until he was old. , But he lost his beloved grandson, and anyone would be angry about such an experience.

Under the calm lake, there were endless waves and indescribable sadness in spring and autumn. When the old man of the Huang family saw that everyone was not talking, his eyes were cold, and he gently stroked the enamel clay pot containing his grandson. The shriveled palms were not visible at all, and the sadness at the corners of the eyes gradually flowed.

After a long time, he threw down the completely burnt cigarette butt in his hand and said, "You are talking, you are talking!"

No. 1 looked at No. 2, No. 2 crossed his hands without saying anything, No. 3's eyes dodged and did not dare to speak. The old man of the Bai family stood up helplessly, then walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and silently As he sucked, his gray hair swayed in the wind, and his bright red Tang suit looked very dazzling.

"Old Huang, I..." The old man of the Bai family wanted to say something, but he choked up. He didn't know how to comfort the old man of the Huang family, and he didn't know how to deal with this matter.

The old man in the Huang family looked sharp and knocked the enamel clay pot on his hand on the table, shattering it. He pointed at the old man in the Bai family with one hand and said angrily: "Old Bai, just say something, this matter should be done. How to solve it? My grandson cannot die in vain. Although my Huang family cannot compare to your Bai family, it is not something that anyone can move just by wanting to move!"

When No. 1 saw that the old man of the Huang family finally broke out, he secretly complained in his heart: It's finally here, hey!

No. 2 also smiled bitterly, stood up, shook the tight suit on his body, brushed away the sand splashed on him, and comforted him: "Old Huang, we don't want to do anything about Weiming, but

Since things have happened, then you should be mourning! After all, people cannot be resurrected by death!"

He kept winking at No. 3, but No. 3 seemed to have not seen it and ignored it. As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clean official to make a decision. Now this matter involves the Chen family, the Huang family, the Bai family, the three.

All the families are political families, so he can only shut up.

Seeing that he did not respond, No. 2 came to the old man of the Huang family, helped him clean his messy hair, then patted his shoulder and said, "Old Huang, what do you want?"

The old man of the Huang family was furious and stood up suddenly, yelling at the old man of the Bai family: "What do I want? What do I want?" He laughed in anger and said: "The national laws are like mountains, aren't they all there?

?Is there any discussion on killing people and paying their lives, owing debts and paying them back?"

The old man of the Bai family stood in front of the window, looked at the beautiful snow outside, and sighed heavily. It was still at the intersection of spring and summer, but it started to snow. The weather in Kyoto became complicated, just like today

This political dialogue is as complicated as this heavy snow like goose feathers has not visited Kyoto for many years.

Looking at the silver-covered outside, the old man of the Bai family sighed and said, "How many years have it been, and it hasn't snowed in Kyoto? It's still the snow in June!!"

Everyone was confused by the statement of the old man in the Bai family. No. 1 and No. 2 also turned their eyes out, stared at the snow outside the window, and said, "Yes, it's been more than ten years, more than ten years."

It’s been more than ten years since the sky in Kyoto snowed like this!”

The old man of the Bai family gradually retracted his eyes from the distance, turned around and came to the old man of the Huang family, and said lightly: "It is impossible to repay his life!" The old man of the Bai family said in a faint language, with a sense of inability to touch.

The authority and domineering aura, he shook his head and said, "Except for this, the rest need any compensation, and I will not frown!"

Everyone knows that Bai Lei is the only descendant of the Bai family and it is absolutely impossible to pay for his life. The old man of the Bai family will never agree. This is the most difficult part. After all, the Bai family needs to be passed on alone. Huang Weiming is dead, and the Huang family

There is still a queen, but if Bai Lei dies, the Bai family will be broken.

The old man of the Huang family smiled gloomyly, then stood up with great momentum, his white clothes shone with the cold wind outside, his clothes fluttered, and said angrily: "I just want him to pay for his life, I don't want anything else, even if it's

I will also want Bai Lei to pay his life if I fight for the last soldier and soldier of my Huang family. As for Chen Yuyang......"

Speaking of this, the old man of the Huang family glanced at Chen Lingfeng who was sitting there and sighed again, and sat down. He didn't dare to touch Chen Lingfeng's methods, but Chen Yuyang played a very disgraceful role in this matter.

Therefore, he must have some requirements for the Chen family, whether it succeeds or not.

He gently stroked the yellow sand on the table, and he was extremely sad and said, "As for Chen Yuyang, he must come down from today's position, and the heavenly army must be disbanded. I want to give my dead grandson an explanation, after all, Chen Yuyang is

This matter is a role in fueling the fire!"

When No. 1 heard this, he looked dazed and No. 2 was indifferent. The request of the old man in the Huang family was even more difficult than Bai Lei's life.
Chapter completed!