Chapter 2005 He will die by himself

"Have Zhou Buqun and the others left?"

In the ward of Zhongnanhai Hospital, Nan Nianbu was gently turning his arm. His joints were much more flexible than the previous two days, but he still couldn't make him run freely, but he didn't care much. He imagined that the pills left by Baigou could restore himself.

Hearing Nan Chanting Buddha's question, An Xiaotian gently pushed his glasses and smiled and replied: "I'm back. The plane at two o'clock is probably already out of China at this moment. Zhao Heng went to see him in person at noon. Seeing Young Master Heng's appearance, he seemed to be disgusted with Zhou Buqun."

"Don't be confused by appearances!"

Nan Nian Buddha's lips curled a smile and said casually: "I have read Zhou Buqun's information these days. He is also a vicious person who uses any means. I also know that the first thing he did when he came to the capital was to dig King Guang of Zhou. Fortunately, he was suppressed by Zhao Heng and Zhou Qiqi."

Nan Nian Buddha's eyes flashed with a light and said, "With my understanding of Zhao Heng, he cannot be close to such a person. How could Zhao Heng call him brothers and brothers if he does not give peace to the dead? The reason why he showed kindness was just to cover up his murder and conspiracy."

When An Xiaotian was slightly stunned, Nan Chanting Buddha added: "If I guess it's good, Zhou Buqun may have fallen into Zhao Heng's pit again. I don't know what's going on, but I'll probably look back and watch it. The good show will soon be staged."

"No matter whether Heng Shao has a good show or not, at least we have arranged a performance."

An Xiaotian let out a refreshing laugh, and then his voice came out calmly: "I have placed a memory stick in Wu's butler's urn as you told me. Just find a suitable opportunity to inform Mr. Zhou and let him see Jiang Polang's atrocities against the third lady, the scene will be very exciting."

Nan Chanting Buddha's face also became more intense, and he replied clearly: "My little brother Jiang thought that he could live longer and even make a comeback by clamping his tail, or he felt that he could survive such a big thing and Zhao Heng and he would have good luck in his life."

"Little do you know that fate has always been raised by bitch!"

Nan Chanting Buddha stretched out his right hand and waved it in the air: "Those words that Zhao Heng often said, when you are slapped by fate, don't think that you have suffered, you will have candy. Fate may slap you again when you cry, and finally kick you."

An Xiaotian smiled and took the topic slowly when he heard this: "Jiang Polang is the one who is going to be ravaged by fate. He would never have thought that escaping from us is not the beginning of luck, but the peak of misfortune. The Zhou family who saved him will make him worse than death."

"Mr. Nan, what kind of ending do you think he will be?"

Hearing An Xiaotian's interesting question, Nan Nian Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Miss Three can die, but she cannot be humiliated like this. Jiang Polang acted like a beast and subverted the words of the two who committed suicide in love in one fell swoop. Zhou felt angry and kicked him out."

"If I guess it's good, Jiang Polang will be castrated at least."

An Xiaotian nodded in agreement, then sighed: "If Jiang Polang, who is romantic in the East, is it better to die if he is castrated by Zhou's sword? After Baigousheng is castrated, he can be indifferent and peaceful. I wonder if Jiang Polang can reborn in the phoenix? "

Nan Nianbu said lightly: "There is only one hundred dogs left!" Then he remembered some deviant words: "By the way, how has the old man been doing recently? Or do you go to the roof of the Zijing City Tower every day to stare blankly? Did the man in black who had a knife at him last time dig out his identity?"

"I haven't gone to Bauhinia City today!"

An Xiaotian's smile dissipated for two points, and his eyes looked at Nan Nian Buddha's name calmly and said, "He went to Zhongnanhai, and also to the Forbidden City and the Great Wall. Although the places he went to were different, he was similar in a daze and distracted manner. No one knew what he was thinking. He also went to Babaoshan ten minutes ago."

When Nan Chanting Buddha's eyes looked a little more contemplative, An Xiaotian added: "The identity of the man in black has not been found yet. His anti-reconnaissance ability is quite powerful. No clues were left in the thirteen-second attack process, and there was also a paper mask on his face, so it would take some time."

An Xiaotian looked around and said, "But I heard from Agui that it is better to say that the man in black is an attack, it is better to say that it is a warning. The dagger he shot stabbed the tire, which was a long distance from Mr. Nan, and there was a memory card tied to the dagger, and no one knew what was inside."

He exhaled and spoke: "The bodyguard only knew that the old man had listened for about half an hour, and he listened back and forth. Only the old man knew what the specific content was, because he did not tell the others or inform them. It was from then on that, he became depressed."

Nan Chanting Buddha was silent, and vaguely smelled uneasy. He sat upright and spoke: "There must be a problem with this memory card. There are only two possibilities that can make the old man lose his mind today. One is the truth controlled by Yingxiong Hua, and the other is that he believes that I have cleaned up the old minister of the Nan clan!"

His expression became solemn: "The former is unlikely. If Hua Yingxiong really grasps the truth, he has announced that he will pull a few more people to take the lead, and Zhao Heng will not be silent all the time. It can be seen that Hua Yingxiong has limited trump cards, so the old man probably knows what I do!"

"It's just that what's the memory card? It actually makes him doubt me?"

An Xiaotian smiled bitterly: "I don't know, in fact, I have always advocated not to do anything and let the old man step down directly. This will benefit everyone. Now there are variables like this, I am afraid that it will be difficult to sleep or eat. Once he ignores family affection, we are likely to die without a place to bury."

Although Nan Chanting Buddha's name has completed 80% of the cleaning of the Southern Division and is the backbone of the princelings in every key position, Nan Changshou's prestige, qualifications and connections are there, and at least 70% of the Southern Division members support him. At that time, Nan Chanting Buddha's name and An Xiaotian and others are afraid that all their efforts will be wasted.

"In addition to being my grandfather, the most important thing is risk management!"

Nan Chanting Buddha said in a plain tone: "The reason why Sima Yi was defeated by Zhuge Liang's empty city plan back then was because of risk management. There was no need to put the ninety-nine points that he had already obtained before was at a big risk. Grab Zhuge Liang and complete the task by 100 points."

"But what if I get a trap, all the previous contributions will be done!"

Nan Nian Buddha added calmly: "We have achieved considerable results now. If we take the palace to deal with the old man, we will be safe and sound. If we fail to anger the old man and make him completely break up and refuse to recognize me, our grandson, we will be wasted all our efforts."

Nan Chanting Buddha sighed: "Believe me, he will have the right choice!"

At this time, a South-Class convoy was slowly passing through the mountain path of Babao Mountain and squeezed into a narrow lane, and finally stopped in front of a generous and noble tomb. The door opened, and Nan Changshou, who looked haggard, got out of the car, coughed gently and walked forward, staggeringly at dusk.

When he stopped and stood up straight with all his might, dozens of familiar names were reflected in his eyes. This was the last destination of the old ministers of the Southern Division. Nan Changshou took a step forward, touched the stone tablet with his thin palm, and wiped each name with his fingers, and his eyes gradually became wet.

"Old guy, I'm sorry for you!"

Nan Changshou suddenly hugged a stone tablet, his body trembled uncontrollably, tears fell invisibly invisible in his eyes, and slowly fell along the stone tablet: "It's all my fault. It's all that I'm holding you to wait for the Nan family business, so that you don't even have the chance to live your life. I'm sorry!"

"I want to seek justice for you, but I can't!"

Nan Changshou seemed to be living like a wandering corpse in the past two days, but secretly used the remaining loyalists to investigate clues. Although there is no actual evidence to show the cleaning of Nan's Buddha's name, the structure of the entire system and the family members of the old ministers who disappeared for no reason have shown many things.

King Ge's words are getting less and less watery.

When Nan Changshou was holding the stone tablet and tearfully, in another pavilion of tombstone, Hua Yingxiong was looking at the scene with his hands on his back. A similar loneliness flashed through his eyes and said, "There is no greater sorrow than death in his heart. Nan Changshou, you should almost die and explain it to Zhao Zilong and the others."

A voice came from behind: "Kill him?"

Hua Yingxiong shook his head: "He will die by himself!"

PS: 1,680 flowers are added, calling for flowers at the end of the month HO.
Chapter completed!