Chapter 1607 It's time

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the State Guesthouse was brightly lit.

Legend has it that Emperor Qianlong built a palace by Yuyuan Pond, Haidian, and then the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse was founded after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The royal gardens that the emperor had fun in the past still make ordinary people secret, just like a red wall that seemed to be separated from the noisy road by a door and a screen wall.

Always wearing a mysterious veil, a threshold that clearly separates the ordinary from the noble. No matter how strong the people-friendly the people are, it is still out of reach for the people, and the eyes are always full of awe.

In fact, the State Guesthouse is far less far away from the core state power agencies. In addition to Building 12, which often receives top tycoons and foreign heads of state, most places can walk around and take photos at will, and for Zhao Heng and others, it is an ordinary place for eating and drinking.

However, when entering the No. 12th House of the Reception Party that celebrates Du Tianxiong, Zhao Heng still felt the historical flavor contained around him. Through the four corner patio, looking at the snow-covered roof of the great man statue, Zhao Heng, who was in Building 12, couldn't help feeling a little uncontrollable and dazed.

Looking up, you will see the vicissitudes of history. What air breathes is power and wealth. The simplicity of layout lies in the extreme decay of luxury. Although it is not as open and fresh as the garden, it is rich and fresh, but from the perspective of preciousness, it has already reached the extreme. Zhao Heng sighed:

"This is the taste of power!"

Although an accident in the morning caused Prime Minister Hua to be injured and hospitalized, people who have always been fed up with the new and old still chose to celebrate. The singing and dancing are smooth and the blood in the morning are also given face to Du Tianxiong, who has just taken the position of Prime Minister, so that the latter knows that he is the most important thing compared to Prime Minister Hua.

Zhao Heng held a glass of red wine and was aimlessly walking in the noisy old corridor. Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at the men and women not far away holding wine glasses and saying something happily. Some people had never seen them before but still looked familiar because they were common in the news.

Today, there are only more than 80 guests, men and women, but all of them are real big names, which can at least affect the situation of China. Tonight's cocktail party is a feast to divide future interests, and there are probably not many senior executives in the entire China who are qualified to join.

However, Zhao Dingtian did not come tonight. He has always known how to restrain his glory. His appearance will greatly weaken Du Tianxiong's status and glory, which is not conducive to reflecting Du Tianxiong's power, so he found an excuse to turn it off, and only asked Zhao Heng and Dongfang Xiong to come and congratulate him.

Princess Jin is even more grateful to Zhao Dingtian for this.

The setting of Building 12 is very exquisite. People can always find their own resting place in various places. The warm wind rising from their feet makes people feel the chill at all. The warmth is as warm as spring makes people intoxicated. The corridor where Zhao Heng walked directly leads to the deepest part, and he can see the powerful people.

Those people did not notice his existence.

While Zhao Heng leaned on the bench in the corridor and hid in the shadows to scan the scene of drinking, Nan Qingwan sat down beside Zhao Heng with a glass of wine, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "What? The future father-in-law is on the throne, why don't you, the future son-in-law, come up to congratulate me?"

Zhao Heng reached out and hugged Nan Qingwan into his arms, pinched her fingers gently on her waist: "You should know that I have never liked these social occasions very much, not to mention that the icing on the cake congratulations are unnecessary, and Uncle Du also knows my temperament, so it is better to hide in the dark and drink."

"By the way, hook up with you, a beauty of temperament."

Nan Qingwan gently patted Zhao Heng's hand, then broke free from his arms and sat upright, and his fingers were still poking Zhao Heng's waist in secret: "Little bastard, he doesn't even look at the occasion. If someone finds out that we are hanging around, it will only embarrass Premier Du, you are his future son-in-law."

When Zhao Heng raised a hint of helplessness on his face, Nan Qingwan took the opportunity to poke it more, and her delicate smile made people fascinated: "And it also destroys my dignified and virtuous image. If someone found out that I was as unfair as you, how can I stay on the national TV station in the future? How can I lead the team?"

"By the way, I want me to know something about you."

When Nan Qingwan felt that Zhao Heng was about to play with her to the end, she hurriedly threw out a topic to divert his attention: "The attack of Sora Fengjing infiltrated the reporter area and was unbelievable. She was hiding at the bottom of a car in the Huajia Convoy and entered the red wall."

As a look of surprise flashed across Zhao Heng's face, Nan Qingwan added in a low voice: "The guards investigated every guest and every reporter, but the Huajia Convoy that entered the Red Wall did not check. Perhaps he felt that today was the last day of his political career, so he let the list go."

Nan Qingwan lowered her head and sipped a sip of red wine, then smiled bitterly and said, "And no one expected Sora Matsui to hide under the Hua family's car, nor did she expect that she would make trouble at the press conference. It would be understandable if the South Koreans took the opportunity to make trouble. What was the trouble at this time in the Heavenly Kingdom Shrine?"

"I can't understand Matsui Sora's true intentions until now."

Zhao Heng sighed: "This is good news!"

Nan Qingwan nodded slightly, opened her red lips and replied: "It is indeed good news for the Du family, because it is good whether Feng Jing Sora is instigated by Princess Jin or not. The Hua family who brought people in will bear six parts of responsibility, not to mention that they turn around and suspect that this is Concubine Jin's plan."

"It's a pity that there is no evidence yet, but I've already said that I've already browned."

Zhao Heng rubbed his fingers against the edge of the cup and smiled meaningfully: "For me, I have long believed that it was her doing it, but I was too lazy to make trouble without evidence. She has been charged enough now, and it will only take three or five days to be formally arrested. It doesn't matter whether she has this crime or not."

Nan Qingwan hesitated for a moment and finally lowered her voice: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs said half an hour ago that she would arrest her secretly after she stayed with Mr. Hua for three days. Now she would not take action to save her some face so that she could take care of Mr. Hua for a few days, and at the same time, she would let the couple get together for the last time."

This news did not surprise Zhao Heng. He narrowed his eyes and looked ahead and nodded: "This is a good thing. If you pull her up earlier, you will be less blocked in China. Unfortunately, she is only arrested." He was a little regretful that Mr. Hua was safe and sound and won the sympathy of all parties.

Zhao Heng suddenly remembered something: "Soka Matsui hid in the Hua family convoy and got in. She should be very careful and cautious. She should also avoid surveillance. This can also be seen from the guards and the Hua family bodyguards that why did Mr. Nan find this clue in less than half a day?"

"I don't know this!"

Nan Qingwan smiled leisurely: "Reciting Buddha's name has always been excellent! If you want the answer, ask him yourself!" Then she stopped talking about these heavy topics, but instead reached out to point the powerful people in front of her, "Although there are more than 80 people here, they are all important figures in China."

She used the imagination of media people and also had a playful look: "If a shell was bombed here and they were killed, the entire China would probably have entered chaos and turmoil in an instant." Then she shook her head: "But it shouldn't be so bad, and China can still respond to the emergency."

Zhao Heng slapped her round thighs and replied with a wry smile: "It's not just chaos and turmoil? It's completely bloody. There are important figures such as the Southern and Western Zhao family, the Northern and Southern Zhao family. What happened to them is equivalent to the collapse of the highest power center of China, and the surrounding countries will inevitably press in strongly."

"There is no need to make an appointment, the six countries will start a war together again."

Zhao Heng let out a long breath: "Do you think it's bloody?"

When Nan Qingwan returned to her rationality and smiled slightly, Zhao Heng's phone suddenly rang out, and Bai Gou Sheng's urgent voice came from his ears: "Young Master Heng, the temple where Fu Wuche's sister is located was attacked by people of unknown origin, and the thirty brothers arranged to lose most of the losses in ten minutes."

"The remaining brothers can't stand it anymore!"

Zhao Heng's face changed when he thought of the young nun: "Prepare the car!"

At the same time, Premier Hua, who was lying in the High-ranking Care Hospital, was slowly opening his eyes, looking at his wife who had already fallen asleep on the sofa due to fatigue, and then looking at the clock on the wall. His eyes, which had always been muddy and peaceful, became sharp, with a sharp light passing by the tip of the three-edged arrow:

"It's time!"

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