City Marshal

A gust of fresh air poured into the room, giving Wen Sheng a little more life in an instant.

Obviously, Chu Tian already knew about Wen Sheng's situation, so there was no surprise in his expression, but an indescribable heaviness, solemnity and grief, and he could say the word "dead bones" without hesitation, and his smile was gentle. : "Old man, I'm so sorry! I'm late."

There was no sign of Wen Ziyan in the room. Chu Tian didn't need to ask to know that the old man didn't want his granddaughter to see his dying appearance. The living would weep bitterly when they sent the dead away. Why didn't the dying care about the living?Rather than parting with each other with reluctance, it is better to pass away quietly.

Seeing Chu Tian come in, the scholar hurriedly stood up: "Young commander!"

Absolutely respectful attitude!

Chu Tian smiled lightly and nodded in response. Wen Sheng's fixed eyes had slowly moved from the scholar's body to Chu Tian's face, revealing the joy of seeing an old friend again and the obvious look of praying. Wen Sheng has an understanding that is absolutely unmatched by ordinary people.

At this moment, Chu Tianwei had already guessed what Wen Sheng was thinking, and he responded generously: "Old Wen, don't worry, after you go west, I will have your bones burned to ashes and put in the In the urn, send it to the Wen Family Mausoleum in Sichuan, so that you can return to your ancestors."

The scholar secretly sighed: I never thought that the last wish of the old man is to return the fallen leaves to their roots.

However, because of Chu Tian's promise, Wen Sheng's dying eyes suddenly shone brightly like starlight, and the muscles on his body seemed to relax accordingly, and the expression on his face appeared different. It was so stiff again, and then he squeezed out a few words: "Young...handsome, thank you, scholar..."

Although Wen Sheng's hoarse voice was harsh and vicissitudes, it was still full of irresistible power. The scholar knew what the old man was thinking this time, so he hurriedly took out a small box from his bosom, and handed it to Chu at Wen Sheng's gesture. Day, the latter opened the lid of the box in a daze.

There are two things inside, a Swiss bank chip card, and a delicate key.

Just when Chutian didn't understand what the card and key meant, the scholar had already said for Wen Sheng: "Young Marshal, the chip card and key are the passports of the Swiss Bank safe, and the safe contains the old man's family property for 60 years. What are the details? Elder Dongxiwen didn’t tell me either.”

The scholar exhaled a long breath and lowered his voice: "Although the government has seized the property of the Wen family and confiscated the property of the nephew and nephew, the things that were transferred overseas ten years ago are safe and sound. Elder Wen gave you this to repay your life-saving and peace of mind." The kindness of knowing you is also the cost of cultivating Ziyan."

"Don't worry, everything inside is clean."

Fearing that Chutian would refuse to accept it, the scholar said earnestly: "The old man has invested in overseas projects in recent years. Although the economic environment has been ups and downs, Mr. Wen has still made a lot of money, and the old man regards you as a friend who forgets years. How could you leave something unclean?"

At this time, Chu Tian saw Wen Sheng nodded in agreement, proving that it was not something to be taken by force. Of course Chu Tian believed in Wen Sheng's personality and charm, but although he didn't know the value of the things, 60 years of precipitation and Accumulation, numbers can definitely scare ordinary people to death.

Faced with such an important gift, Chu Tian seemed hesitant, as if seeing him thinking, Wen Sheng struggled to move his body and sit up, this movement made him even more tired and tired, his fingers were trembling and waving in the air, Chu Tian A wry smile crossed his face, knowing that the old man was insisting.

For a dying person, let him leave without regret.

Thinking of this, Chutian nodded helplessly, stepped forward and grabbed Wen Sheng's hand and said, "Mr. Wen, I just accept this gift. Thank you, Chutian, for your great love. Please rest assured that I will take good care of Ziyan. She grows up healthily, and I will do my best to take care of the rest of the Wen family's nephews."

Wen Sheng nodded in satisfaction, wanted to speak but couldn't breathe, the lamp was exhausted, just when he lay down and waited for death to come, his expression hesitated for a moment, and then he winked at the scholar, who opened his eyes As if understanding, he took a step forward and pointed to the small box and said, "Young commander, there is something in the middle of the box."

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback, and reopened the box to check the interlayer. There was indeed an unremarkable thing inside, a memory card the size of a fingernail. Some things between the mayor and the Wang family..."

Chutian's hand trembled inexplicably, and his fingers loosened as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and the memory card fell back into the black box. He never expected that something would happen to the Wenwang family. Something, he knew what it meant, countless lives.

The power of the Wen family reached its peak when Wang Gaoyang was in charge of Sichuan, but when Lao Wang was transferred away, the Wen family was bloodbathed and investigated by the experts in Sichuan. , symbolizing the complete victory of the Wang family represented by the Jiang faction against the Communist Party of China.

This shows how deeply entrenched the Communist forces are.

Now that Wen Sheng gave himself such a thing, Chutian instantly felt that he was on the cusp of the crisis. He didn't have political capital or was afraid of being popular in the Wang family, but it was always a disaster to pinch other people's pigtails. After all, Chutian hadn't fallen yet. The opponent's strength and capital.

Even if there is, he doesn't need to provoke this force.

The revolution created by the return of Hong Kong and Macao is as solid as gold.

Seeing Chu Tian's dignified expression, the scholar gave a wry smile, and said in a low voice, "Young commander, don't worry about it. Only the three of us and Mayor Wen know about it. The old man didn't keep this thing because he wants you to ruin him." , if he wanted to make a fuss, he would have stabbed it out."

"If it was revealed earlier, the Chinese government would not be in this political situation."

Speaking of this, the scholar took a deep breath and said: "Although the old man stays in Hainan as a fisherman by the sea, he has always been paying attention to the development of the situation. He also sees the success of the Wang family. , he just wants to give the young marshal a backhand."

Chu Tian was surprised: "Save a trick?"

The scholar nodded solemnly. It was obvious that Wen Sheng had told him all the secrets long ago, and then he bent down and whispered in Chu Tian's ear: "The old man said that the Wang family will stay in the central government for ten years, even if there are any flaws and faults in it, And at least seven or eight years of golden time."

Chu Tian held the black box and listened quietly.

The scholar glanced at Wen Sheng, who had a peaceful gaze, and then finished his sentence: "You are in the same dynasty, the old man was worried that the young marshal with a red background would have conflicts with the Wang family, so he put the other party's handle in your hands, so that you can use it in the future." For emergencies, small things can be laughed off."

"But when it's time to bear it and it's a matter of life and death, the young commander can use the memory card as a threat."

Chu Tian suddenly realized and nodded. Only now did he understand the good intentions of Wen Lao. At the same time, he felt a touch of emotion in his heart. Unexpectedly, the old man actually pinched Shuai Jun's ten-year fortune, and even gave himself a talisman regardless of the risk, so that he could deal with it calmly. A dangerous political arena.

You must not have the heart to harm others, but you must have the heart to guard against others!

At this moment, Chutian no longer felt the memory card was hot, but he felt warm when he touched it lightly. Then he put the lid on the box and hid it in his bosom. He hoped that this thing would never be used, otherwise there would be another bloodbath Rain, hundreds of well-dressed lives will disappear for this.

Of course, Chutian is not worried about the timeliness and usefulness of the evidence. In the political arena of the Chinese Dynasty, the so-called evidence is often just an excuse for struggle. If politics requires it, embezzling two or three hundred yuan can be put on the line or even sentenced to life imprisonment, let alone Said the heavy chips provided by Wen Sheng.

Seeing Chu Tian accepting the things, Wen Sheng managed to utter another sentence: "Good! Good! Good...Young Commander..."

Chu Tianfu put his hand in Wen Sheng's palm like a soul, and Wen Sheng held it firmly. His thin hand produced the last strength of the light, and conveyed his gratitude and comfort to Chu Tian. His whole body, It also seemed to be a sigh of no regrets in this life: "Take care!"

After all, a generation of heroes passed away with a smile and closed eyes.

The scholar brushed off his clothes and knelt down, tears streaming down his face.A gust of fresh air poured into the room, giving Wen Sheng a little more life in an instant.

Obviously, Chu Tian already knew about Wen Sheng's situation, so there was no surprise in his expression, but an indescribable heaviness, solemnity and grief, and he could say the word "dead bones" without hesitation, and his smile was gentle. : "Old man, I'm so sorry! I'm late."

There was no sign of Wen Ziyan in the room. Chu Tian didn't need to ask to know that the old man didn't want his granddaughter to see his dying appearance. The living would weep bitterly when they sent the dead away. Why didn't the dying care about the living?Rather than parting with each other with reluctance, it is better to pass away quietly.

Seeing Chu Tian come in, the scholar hurriedly stood up: "Young commander!"

Absolutely respectful attitude!

Chu Tian smiled lightly and nodded in response. Wen Sheng's fixed eyes had slowly moved from the scholar's body to Chu Tian's face, revealing the joy of seeing an old friend again and the obvious look of praying. Wen Sheng has an understanding that is absolutely unmatched by ordinary people.

At this moment, Chu Tianwei had already guessed what Wen Sheng was thinking, and he responded generously: "Old Wen, don't worry, after you go west, I will have your bones burned to ashes and put in the In the urn, send it to the Wen Family Mausoleum in Sichuan, so that you can return to your ancestors."

The scholar secretly sighed: I never thought that the last wish of the old man is to return the fallen leaves to their roots.

However, because of Chu Tian's promise, Wen Sheng's dying eyes suddenly shone brightly like starlight, and the muscles on his body seemed to relax accordingly, and the expression on his face appeared different. It was so stiff again, and then he squeezed out a few words: "Young...handsome, thank you, scholar..."

Although Wen Sheng's hoarse voice was harsh and vicissitudes, it was still full of irresistible power. The scholar knew what the old man was thinking this time, so he hurriedly took out a small box from his bosom, and handed it to Chu at Wen Sheng's gesture. Day, the latter opened the lid of the box in a daze.

There are two things inside, a Swiss bank chip card, and a delicate key.

Just when Chutian didn't understand what the card and key meant, the scholar had already said for Wen Sheng: "Young Marshal, the chip card and key are the passports of the Swiss Bank safe, and the safe contains the old man's family property for 60 years. What are the details? Elder Dongxiwen didn’t tell me either.”

The scholar exhaled a long breath and lowered his voice: "Although the government has seized the property of the Wen family and confiscated the property of the nephew and nephew, the things that were transferred overseas ten years ago are safe and sound. Elder Wen gave you this to repay your life-saving and peace of mind." The kindness of knowing you is also the cost of cultivating Ziyan."

"Don't worry, everything inside is clean."

Fearing that Chutian would refuse to accept it, the scholar said earnestly: "The old man has invested in overseas projects in recent years. Although the economic environment has been ups and downs, Mr. Wen has still made a lot of money, and the old man regards you as a friend who forgets years. How could you leave something unclean?"

At this time, Chu Tian saw Wen Sheng nodded in agreement, proving that it was not something to be taken by force. Of course Chu Tian believed in Wen Sheng's personality and charm, but although he didn't know the value of the things, 60 years of precipitation and Accumulation, numbers can definitely scare ordinary people to death.

Faced with such an important gift, Chu Tian seemed hesitant, as if seeing him thinking, Wen Sheng struggled to move his body and sit up, this movement made him even more tired and tired, his fingers were trembling and waving in the air, Chu Tian A wry smile crossed his face, knowing that the old man was insisting.

For a dying person, let him leave without regret.

Thinking of this, Chutian nodded helplessly, stepped forward and grabbed Wen Sheng's hand and said, "Mr. Wen, I just accept this gift. Thank you, Chutian, for your great love. Please rest assured that I will take good care of Ziyan. She grows up healthily, and I will do my best to take care of the rest of the Wen family's nephews."

Wen Sheng nodded in satisfaction, wanted to speak but couldn't breathe, the lamp was exhausted, just when he lay down and waited for death to come, his expression hesitated for a moment, and then he winked at the scholar, who opened his eyes As if understanding, he took a step forward and pointed to the small box and said, "Young commander, there is something in the middle of the box."

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback, and reopened the box to check the interlayer. There was indeed an unremarkable thing inside, a memory card the size of a fingernail. Some things between the mayor and the Wang family..."

Chutian's hand trembled inexplicably, and his fingers loosened as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and the memory card fell back into the black box. He never expected that something would happen to the Wenwang family. Something, he knew what it meant, countless lives.

The power of the Wen family reached its peak when Wang Gaoyang was in charge of Sichuan, but when Lao Wang was transferred away, the Wen family was bloodbathed and investigated by the experts in Sichuan. , symbolizing the complete victory of the Wang family represented by the Jiang faction against the Communist Party of China.

This shows how deeply entrenched the Communist forces are.

Now that Wen Sheng gave himself such a thing, Chutian instantly felt that he was on the cusp of the crisis. He didn't have political capital or was afraid of being popular in the Wang family, but it was always a disaster to pinch other people's pigtails. After all, Chutian hadn't fallen yet. The opponent's strength and capital.

Even if there is, he doesn't need to provoke this force.

The revolution created by the return of Hong Kong and Macao is as solid as gold.

Seeing Chu Tian's dignified expression, the scholar gave a wry smile, and said in a low voice, "Young commander, don't worry about it. Only the three of us and Mayor Wen know about it. The old man didn't keep this thing because he wants you to ruin him." , if he wanted to make a fuss, he would have stabbed it out."

"If it was revealed earlier, the Chinese government would not be in this political situation."

Speaking of this, the scholar took a deep breath and said: "Although the old man stays in Hainan as a fisherman by the sea, he has always been paying attention to the development of the situation. He also sees the success of the Wang family. , he just wants to give the young marshal a backhand."

Chu Tian was surprised: "Save a trick?"

The scholar nodded solemnly. It was obvious that Wen Sheng had told him all the secrets long ago, and then he bent down and whispered in Chu Tian's ear: "The old man said that the Wang family will stay in the central government for ten years, even if there are any flaws and faults in it, And at least seven or eight years of golden time."

Chu Tian held the black box and listened quietly.

The scholar glanced at Wen Sheng, who had a peaceful gaze, and then finished his sentence: "You are in the same dynasty, the old man was worried that the young marshal with a red background would have conflicts with the Wang family, so he put the other party's handle in your hands, so that you can use it in the future." For emergencies, small things can be laughed off."

"But when it's time to bear it and it's a matter of life and death, the young commander can use the memory card as a threat."

Chu Tian suddenly realized and nodded. Only now did he understand the good intentions of Wen Lao. At the same time, he felt a touch of emotion in his heart. Unexpectedly, the old man actually pinched Shuai Jun's ten-year fortune, and even gave himself a talisman regardless of the risk, so that he could deal with it calmly. A dangerous political arena.

You must not have the heart to harm others, but you must have the heart to guard against others!

At this moment, Chutian no longer felt the memory card was hot, but he felt warm when he touched it lightly. Then he put the lid on the box and hid it in his bosom. He hoped that this thing would never be used, otherwise there would be another bloodbath Rain, hundreds of well-dressed lives will disappear for this.

Of course, Chutian is not worried about the timeliness and usefulness of the evidence. In the political arena of the Chinese Dynasty, the so-called evidence is often just an excuse for struggle. If politics requires it, embezzling two or three hundred yuan can be put on the line or even sentenced to life imprisonment, let alone Said the heavy chips provided by Wen Sheng.

Seeing Chu Tian accepting the things, Wen Sheng managed to utter another sentence: "Good! Good! Good...Young Commander..."

Chu Tianfu put his hand in Wen Sheng's palm like a soul, and Wen Sheng held it firmly. His thin hand produced the last strength of the light, and conveyed his gratitude and comfort to Chu Tian. His whole body, It also seemed to be a sigh of no regrets in this life: "Take care!"

After all, a generation of heroes passed away with a smile and closed eyes.

The scholar brushed off his clothes and knelt down, tears streaming down his face.