V6.Chapter 210

When the taxi stopped in front of the sanatorium, the fiery sunset had disappeared, and the cold was enveloped by the night. He got out of the car and quietly looked at the warm lights in the sanatorium. Staying there, it was like falling into memory.

On the bustling street, dense traffic flow past, he stood quietly, some tired and some at a loss facing the direction of the sanatorium, like a dusty passer-by.

I can't say exactly why I came here. It's all out of instinct. When I got her news, I didn't think about it, didn't hesitate, didn't choose.

I wanted to come, so I came.

East Palace is different from Kunlun city.

Li Tianlan is also different from Gu Xingyun.

So he is very clear that he can't look at it silently as before. If he doesn't want to lose it again, he can only try his best to fight for it.

Turbulent memories are like the tide of the sky, with incomparable strength in the night.

That kind of power presses him to death here, all the pictures in my mind are long, like the past of fantasy.

The silent flicker of the past scenes.

He laughed.

The clearest recollection is not the first meeting between him and her, nor the entanglement that once approached for several times but finally stayed away, but that cold winter, in the gloomy palace, in front of countless people, she quietly floated on the beam of the bedroom.

Plain white dress, simple wooden hairpin, no unnecessary decoration, plain face up to the sky, in a most ordinary day, one in the ordinary time, she quietly hanged herself in the bedroom.

So quiet, so indifferent.

On that day of that year, her figure swayed in front of him like a sharp knife, piercing into the skin, chest and heart, as if tearing his whole body into countless pieces of blood.

In my memory, it was a tragic world that could not be described by sadness.

Some people died, some wives broke up, some people betrayed, some people died without a whole body. One after another, people who stood at the top of the mountain fell down with endless glory and scenery. Now, looking back again, no one was able to retreat completely. The memories are filled with death, blood, betrayal, one by one bleak ending, bleak leaving, and the dead never close their eyes, Living is not like death, it is an era full of dark and cool colors.

As a survivor of that era, he was undoubtedly lucky.

Lucky to see her beloved woman die in someone else's bedroom.

Fortunately, I watched my adored father dig out his heart.

Fortunately, I saw what I had and what I struggled for was easily crushed into dust under the general situation.

How lucky?

Fortunately, he is still alive and has the chance to change everything.

He took a deep breath, pressed down the overflowing thoughts bit by bit, slowly moved forward, took out his mobile phone and made a phone call.

The call will be through soon.

Saint some surprised voice rang up: "river rain?"

"I'm honored to have my name in your Highness's address book."

Jiang Shangyu said with a smile.

The saint was silent and restrained. He said calmly, "what do you want me to do?"

No matter how low-key Jiang Shangyu is, no one dares to say that he is a nobody.

One night, he went straight to the sky from the burning place.

One of the most dazzling young people in Zhongzhou today is Jiangshan's son.

General of the army, former second commander of the snow dance Corps.

No matter which identity, no one will think that he is a small person. The saints will naturally write down his contact information. Not only his name, Jiang Shangyu, but also the marked important person in Li Huacheng's address book.

"I'm at the gate of Youzhou sanatorium."

Jiang Shangyu's smile is calm. At night, it's a smiling face that makes people feel warm: "I want to go in and visit Miss Lixi, eh, and Qingcheng..."

On the phone, the saint was silent.

"If your highness wants to report to his majesty Li Tianlan, I can wait."

Jiang Shangyu said calmly that his posture was not high or low. When talking about Li Tianlan, he naturally used his Majesty's name, which made people feel no malice.

Jiang Shangyu has always been a little strange about his position.

After the chaos in the snow country, his declaration that his wings have hardened is no doubt equal to the formal separation from Kunlun city.

Similarly, he has a bad relationship with the Wang family of Beihai.

The relationship with Li Tianlan is more general.

No one in Zhongzhou will ignore the existence of Jiang Shangyu, but seriously speaking, it seems that no one really regards him as an enemy.

For a while, the saints are not very well positioned to have a relationship with Jiang Shangyu. Various forces, including the East Imperial Palace, may be on guard against him. However, there seems to be little to say about hostility. Even after today's incident in Northern Xinjiang, it is still the case. The sanatorium is not a forbidden area. Jiang Shangyu wants to come in to visit Lixi and go through the normal procedure to greet the saints, The saints had no reason to refuse.

"No need."

The saint said slowly, "I'll say hello to the guard. You can register and come in directly."

"Thank you."

Jiang Shangyu hung up with a smile.

It's easy to register, and it's even easier to enter the sanatorium.

Walking through the shady path in front of the sanatorium, at the end of the road, the military division was standing there quietly. When he saw the rain coming from the river, he nodded slightly: "I asked you to leave."

The saint said plainly, "she agrees with you."

Jiang Shangyu said with a smile, "thank you."

The saint turned around and led the way ahead. After two steps, he suddenly asked, "do you know about Northern Xinjiang?"

"I know."

Jiang Shangyu naturally nodded: "Huang Tong's trouble is too outrageous. He deserves to die. His majesty made it beautiful. In fact, before I came, my father asked me to say thank you to his majesty. "

Even before the blockade operation, Huang Tong's rank was equal to Jiang Shangyu's. Now with his death, the military department has determined his treason, so he is not polite when talking about Huang Tong.

"Thank you?"

The saint repeated, "thank you..."

His tone was playful and somber: "indeed, it is necessary for members to say thank you to your majesty."

"If your majesty is in the sanatorium, I will speak to him face to face."

Jiang Shangyu's smile remains unchanged.

The saint gave him a deep look, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked, "is that what the congressman means?"

"I don't know what you mean."

Jiang Shangyu said with a smile.

"You Jiang family want to eat Northern Xinjiang in one bite. You have great ambition, but haven't you considered the problem of not eating?"

The saints are still calm.

If facing the river and mountain, no matter how good the saint's cultivation is, he has to sneer. However, facing the river and the rain, he has no idea.

This may also be the characteristic of rain on the river.

He has also been domineering, but in some sensitive matters, he has been able to reduce his sense of existence to a level that is not noticeable at all.

"We never think about problems that don't exist."

The rain on the river is soft and there are many needles in it.

That is to say, the possibility of not being able to eat Northern Xinjiang does not exist at all?

The saint raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I still don't know who you can rely on. If you don't have enough strong backing, the Jiang family will spit it out sooner or later even if they barely eat Northern Xinjiang. The Parliament can't keep Northern Xinjiang in this state for a long time, and your majesty doesn't want to see this situation. What will you do then? Or, what's your backer doing? "

"It's certain that Zhongzhou doesn't like to see the current situation, but the situation in Northern Xinjiang is sensitive, and the parliament really needs a person who can handle all kinds of things. In a short time, Zhongzhou's eyes are bound to focus on his majesty Li Tianlan and Chen Fangqing, or add an ancient cloud. Compared with Northern Xinjiang, this is the most important thing, In a short period of time, the Council will not care about us at all. This precious period of time is what we have to strive for. Only when we have time can we make arrangements. "

Jiang Shangyu frankly surprised people. He laughed and suddenly said, "Your Highness, what do you think of the game between donghuanggong, Beihai Wangshi, Prince Group and special war group?"

Saint Leng Leng, some strange smile: "game? Does the special warfare group still have the qualification to participate in the game? "

Jiang Shangyu was dumb for a long time before he said with a smile: "indeed, after today's incident, Gu Xingyun's prestige has fallen to the bottom, and the special warfare group has almost been out."

Gu Xingyun's failure undoubtedly has very serious consequences, but the more serious consequence is that he lost to Li Tianlan when the special operations group fell into the treason storm.

The relationship between Kunlun city and the Burning Legion is still unclear. With the defeat of Gu Xingyun, the foundation of Kunlun city will fall apart.

play a game?

Now it seems that this word on Kunlun Chen is almost a joke.

"So, isn't the answer obvious?"

The saint spoke slowly.

"Heroes think alike."

Jiang Shangyu was silent for a while, and some implicit smile: "the special war group is out, the Prince Group is doomed to be alone, the East Palace and the Wang family of Beihai... To be specific, the southeast, the rich, the north, and the new group are besieging the Prince Group. The academic group may stand by, but it is impossible to be completely neutral. There are cheap bastards, ha ha. Under the siege of all parties, Chen Fangqing and the crown prince group are absolutely unable to bear it. The Crown Prince Group is falling apart and its strength is greatly damaged. The East imperial palace and the Wang family of Beihai have won unprecedented victories. This is probably the result of this game. "

"So?"

The saint turned his head and looked at the rain on the river. In his eyes, the sword was moving, with strong authority, fierce and forceful.

"So

Jiang Shangyu opened his hand: "have you ever thought about what will happen to the Crown Prince Group in the end? This is a group that has been rooted in Zhongzhou for hundreds of years, and even has a history earlier than the southeast group. It is deeply rooted. The crown prince group may lose its strength or even split up. But such a group can't fall back. Your strength is very strong, but your highness, do you really think that after the game, the Crown Prince Group will disappear completely? "

The saint shook his head subconsciously.

Even the most optimistic people have no way to say that the Crown Prince Group will disappear completely. They are doomed to suffer heavy losses, and even half of their strength can not be preserved. With the fall of Chen Fangqing, the Crown Prince Group will lose its troops, but will it disappear completely? This is almost impossible, and Li Huacheng will not watch such a situation happen, so the best result is that Chen Fangqing's department is completely defeated, and a large number of personnel of the prince clique enter the new clique and academic school. The rest of the forces are in chaos and scattered, and then slowly integrate, elect a new leader, and regain a firm foothold.

At that time, the new Prince Group will still be a giant.

"Everything should be over before the election. The Crown Prince Group will fall into chaos for a period of time. But as time goes on, people can always see the situation clearly. Maybe three months, maybe six months, maybe a year, the Crown Prince Group will automatically integrate and shuffle."

Jiang Shangyu chuckles quietly. In the cold night, his gentle smile has a kind of publicity and wildness: "I seem to remember that my father's status in the Crown Prince Group is not low."

Saint:!!!

His forward step suddenly stops, suddenly turns around, and looks at Jiang Shangyu with a charming smile in his eyes.

It was not until this moment that he really understood what everything in Northern Xinjiang meant.

It's like someone gently opened the light fog in front of him with his hand, and everything suddenly became clear.

In recent years, Jiangshan and the crown prince group have become estranged, almost strangers.

Everyone ignored Jiangshan's position.

But at this time, the moment when Jiang Shangyu said it again, the whole body of the saint's hair stood up.

Jiangshan belongs to the Prince Group.

The Crown Prince Group is doomed to fail in the game.

The forces led by Chen Fangqing will be completely broken up, and some other forces will leave the crown prince group, while the remaining forces will be reorganized and a new leader will be elected.

Who else is more suitable to be the new leader of the crown prince group than the country that controls everything in Northern Xinjiang?

Strength, money, connections, status, prestige.

There are all kinds of things that should be there.

In the case of the panic of the crown prince group, Jiangshan directly and strongly controlled the northern Xinjiang.

When the crown prince group wakes up, I'm afraid it's unnecessary to say that those people will move closer to the country.

By then, the Crown Prince Group

No, at that time, it was not the crown prince group at all.

Maybe Beijiang group?

Or... Jiangshi group?!

It was an indescribable feeling. All the temperature of the body seemed to be pulled out in an instant. A slight shiver spread all over the body. The saint gazed at the rain on the river.

"Is that what you want?"

"That's the situation."

Jiang Shangyu's expression is innocent.

The saint said without expression: "I suddenly thought of a word, a word that Chen Fangqing often said in recent days, and even used on his majesty several times."

"The thief!"

The saint looked at Jiang Shangyu and said, "you Jiang family are the real thieves. How brave you are."

"Does your highness want to stop it?"

Jiang Shangyu chuckled.

"What do you say?"

The saint narrowed his eyes.

"It's late."

Jiang Shangyu said with a smile: "it's too late. Since I can tell all this, it proves that there is no need to hide many things. You can't stop it, nor can your majesty Li Tianlan. "

"In fact, I know that he has ideas about Northern Xinjiang, but he is too slow, you are too slow, your majesty wants Northern Xinjiang, needs to operate, needs to put in manpower, needs to create the situation he wants, too slow, we are different..."

"The Jiang family has been developing in Northern Xinjiang for decades. All the things your majesty wants to operate can be omitted here. We can go straight to the theme and form today's situation. It's really too late... You..."

Jiang Shangyu laughed softly: "it's too late."

"You're right."

The saint was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly: "in terms of the foundation in Northern Xinjiang, no one can match Shangjiang family. This is your advantage, but your advantage is only limited to northern Xinjiang. Did the Jiang family really not consider the consequences when they did this today?"

"What are the consequences?"

Jiang Shangyu asked calmly.

The saint sneered: "you and I all know that there are only two people in Zhongzhou who are able to support Northern Xinjiang. The first is the East Imperial Palace, and the second is the Wang family of Beihai. The latter will not compete with the East imperial palace for control of Northern Xinjiang at this time, and the backing of the Jiang family is obviously not the East imperial palace. What else can be the answer? Behind you are foreign forces, and only foreign forces. With the support of foreign forces, you can afford the pension and get a lot of resources. But are you naive? If you want to control Northern Xinjiang, you still want to control the prince clique through northern Xinjiang and reach into the power core of Zhongzhou. Do you really think Zhongzhou has nothing to do with you? "

In terms of the foundation in Northern Xinjiang, no one can compare with Jiangshan. Anyone and any organization who wants to plot for Northern Xinjiang needs certain preparation and operation to achieve the situation they want. Most of these actions are aimed at Jiangshan.

But Jiangshan didn't need to prepare these things at all, so as long as he wanted to go to northern Xinjiang, he could take over everything in Northern Xinjiang as soon as the favorable situation appeared.

There is really no one who can organize Jiangshan's action now.

But after that?

For the first time in the northern Xinjiang incident, I do not know how many people began to secretly investigate whether the backside of the Jiangjia is an outside force. Such a fact can not be hidden at all. It can not be hidden. Once the backside of the Jiangs is exposed, how can the Central Plains have no time to take care of the northern Xinjiang?

After all, no matter how serious the fight between Chen Fangqing and Li Tianlan is, it is also an internal affair. Once foreign forces are involved, all the forces in Zhongzhou will unite with each other.

"There is no so-called foreign power."

Jiang Yuping said: "if there are any, then they are not the backers of the Jiang family. On the contrary, the Jiang family is their backstage."

He laughed and said faintly: "it seems that many people have misunderstood something. Why does the Jiang family have to have a backer to do things? Our Jiang family doesn't have the habit of making dogs for others. If there are so-called backers and backstage, then the backers and backstage of the Jiang family are ourselves, that's all. "

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