Chapter 185: Fireworks are dirty

The small table of red pots on the floor-to-ceiling glass was still rolling, and the smooth pieces of meat mixed with the green fresh vegetables were mixed with red oil, and then gathered with a few random dishes, which was the best food for wine. A bottle of high-alcohol liquor did not last long, and it was swallowed by Zhong Shouhu and Xu Le. Their drinking was not as bold as a whale swallowing the sea, but they sucked it one cup after another slowly, constantly turning their wrists and pouring down, but the speed was extremely fast.

Before he reached the rest of his life, the enthusiasm surged. Zhong Shouhu picked up a wet towel and wiped away the sweat on his face and neck hard. He unbuttoned three of the ordinary white shirts, but he still felt that the air was a little stuffy. Hua Mei raised her eyes at the colonel officer beside her, then at the floor-to-ceiling glass window by the table and the night shade of the green trees on the street outside the window, and said, "I want to breathe."

The colonel officer stood attentively and waved his hand to summon several soldiers, walked out of the restaurant, took out all kinds of tools, and without hesitation, he cleanly removed the entire piece of floor-to-ceiling glass.

The evening breeze gently blew around the fire, and the face was slightly wet. Xu Le, who was taking off his military uniform, suddenly froze his fingers, feeling the cool breath that surged in. Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but be speechless. In some reason, deep in my heart, I remembered the arrogant back when I got off the bus on Lin Banshan on the Shougang High-speed Railway two years ago.

"It's much more comfortable." Zhong Shouhu let out a light breath, picked up the collar of his shirt and slapped the Ye Feng that kept coming by his body. Seeing the undeliberate emotions between Xu Le's eyebrows, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and said sarcastically: "I've been eating in this restaurant for decades, so naturally I won't let the boss lose money. Little guy, can you show your cute sense of justice even in such a small thing?"

Xu Le picked up the wine in the glass and drank it all, grinning slightly, then shrugged and said he would not comment. He had seen too many privileges appear in the federal over the years, and he was not numb yet, but he was not surprised.

"In the eyes of many people in the Federation, I am the darkest and arrogant warlord, and the Xilin Tu Emperor who actually separatisted the Federation and damaged the majesty of the government."

Zhong Shouhu looked at him expressionlessly and said, "My Zhong family defended the western border of Qianshi for the Federation, but in the end he was in a bad reputation. Since he wanted to bear the bad reputation, why don't I enjoy the feelings brought by power?"

"If the Federation wants to dispatch officials, it must go through my consent. The Ministry of Defense must formulate a combat plan and discuss with me. I am the emperor of this star field, and I... am the savior of the people of Xilin."

Xu Le didn't understand why the mature big man across the table said in front of him that these self-evaluations were beyond arrogant and almost arrogant and stupid. Yu Guangli noticed that everyone in the hotel and those professional Xilin soldiers who protected the other party had retreated, and only the two of them were left here.

Based on his firm concept of three views for more than twenty years, he subconsciously quickly retorted: "There has never been any savior, nor is there any gods and emperors."

"That's right, the Federation has been free from the imperial system for tens of thousands of years." Zhong Shouhu looked at him with a slightly emotional expression and said slightly mocking: "However, everyone knows that the emperor has never disappeared, they have just changed into a few clothes."

"George Carlin, a conversation after the Qiuchu tea party."

Xu Le raised his head and said the source of this famous saying, and felt a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that Commander Zhong’s words were not referring to himself, but were referring to something else.

"I heard you were a squat soldier from Donglin back then?" Zhong Shouhu looked at him and said with a smile: "In this way, you and our Zhong family are indeed destined to be together."

The real big figures in the Federation seem to be very good at controlling the atmosphere in the venue by suddenly changing the center of conversation. Xu Le and the wife of Mochou Houshan had deeply experienced this headache-inducing communication method during several few conversations, so they did not feel too uncomfortable and replied calmly: "What fate do you have for two years of mine maintenance?"

"Donglin...Is that retro bell still hung on Bell Tower Street?"

Zhong Shouhu drank another glass of wine, and the liquid as strong as fire and pure as water entered his body, and at this moment it turned into a kind of remembrance and a very distant feeling of heaviness.

Hearing the three words "Bell Tower Street", Xu Le's heart shrank slightly, and he looked at the other person for a moment, and found that the middle-aged man was just silently reminiscing, as if he was not grasping his most secret past. He responded a little reluctantly: "I heard that he was going to the museum."

"Well, so many years have passed, and they can only become garbage piled in dark corners in museums. How many people in this Federation remember what happened back then?"

Zhong Shouhu's eyes drooped slightly and said, "The Fourth Military Region was sent to Donglin to develop the mine star. The command ship fell to Donglin's main star and fell into fireworks all over the sky. However, the retro wind bell carried by the commander of the Fourth Military Region at that time was not destroyed."

When Xu Le heard this, he remembered the square in front of the old house of Zhong Family No. 36, District 2, and thought of the ancient story of Zhonglou Street where he lived since childhood. His body couldn't help but stiffen, and he remembered something, understood something, and couldn't help but feel that things in the world were really too unpredictable.

Zhong Shouhu raised his eyebrows slightly, drank another glass, and said leisurely with a hint of coldness: "This is a big joke in federal history. Because according to the later investigation by the federal government... Oh, the federal government at that time seemed to be called Shit Hezhongbang, and there was also a Shit Management Committee... said that the warship crashed into the ground because of a simple gravity calculation that could not be simpler."

He stared at Xu Le's eyes with a stern look: "Do you think my ancestors would make such a heartbreaking mistake?"

Xu Le thought of the protagonist who seemed to have often laughed at the story with his orphan friends in his childhood - the commander who left a famous saying about fireworks and left with his tail between his tail, and couldn't help feeling a little astringent.

"But the government thinks this way, the media thinks this way, and the stupid people who have just left the imperial politics and are happily rushing towards the words "democracy and freedom" also think this way."

Zhong Shouhu said with a expressionless face: "So the Federal Management Committee took the opportunity to launch an internal rectification campaign. The Fourth Military Region was forcibly transferred from the Donglin District where countless crystal mines had been discovered, and came to this land of wild Xilin at that time."

Xu Le lowered his head, holding the chopsticks in his hand a little stiff and awkward. He guessed what the big man wanted to explain, but he was a little unacceptable in his heart. The origin of the name of his hometown street that he had known since childhood was just a fruit that was fed by the federal dark politics.

"What gravity calculation is wrong? It's just a conspiracy involving countless people." Zhong Shouhu's words did not have any emotional fluctuations, and finally proved his guess.

History appears in front of Xu Le in a way that the descendants of the parties personally told it, in another completely opposite way. It turned out that the first army to enter Donglin's hometown was the Fourth Military Region of the Zhong family. After this accident, the Zhong family was forced to come to the western front of the Federation, and then it became the name of the Zhong family now in the Xilin.

It turned out that this accident was just a conspiracy of the federal government. It turned out that the sky was not really blue, and the clouds were not always white. Peacefully overthrew the imperial system. The democratic sages who enjoyed a famous name in history were not very clean. If we continue to deduce this way, is George Ka really an uncle? Should Li Pilfu be a woman? Schiller is really someone's vest in a five-person group? The two moons above S1 are really a failed product of alien experiments?

Xu Leru thought of it, he was silent for a long time, drank three glasses of wine, and then asked a question that he thought was stupid.

"Why?"

Perhaps this generation of Zhong Shouhu, the head of the Zhong family, has not had the opportunity to tell these stories that happened countless years ago, and the humiliation and conspiracy that the family regarded as warlords by the federal people have suffered. So after hearing this stupid question, Commander Zhong's answer was very calm:

"Because the elected government that had just won the election and successfully forced His Majesty the Emperor to step down, urgently needed an opportunity to weaken the seven majorities. The most important thing is that the government needs to obtain the support of the former royal family."

"The Federal Crystal Mine Consortium is the price of this support."

The Federal Crystal Mine Consortium controls the most basic lifeline of interstellar travel and is the most core and critical giant enterprise in the entire Federation. Xu Le lives in the Donglin Mining Area. In other words, his family has been working for this giant enterprise for generations. However, until a few years ago, he still thought he was working for the Federation like the people of Donglin, until he met a friend with a noble identity.

"It's from the Tai family." He replied in a deep voice.

"I never believe that there is no insider trading outside the stage for the federal government to allow the Tai royal family to hand over their power peacefully. The crystal mines on the Donglin Mine Star, which are more precious than gold, are undoubtedly part of the transaction."

Zhong Shouhu said with a expressionless face: "Donglin had not yet been fully developed at that time, and my Zhong family was the first to move in, so naturally he became the object of sacrifice."

Xu Le has never had any good feelings for the political circle, but as an orphan from the bottom of the federal class, he always habitually stands on the side of the elected government, and does not have much good feelings for the seven Qianqi family hidden behind history.

After a moment of silence, he said unnaturally: "But a privileged class like the Zhong family is not a good thing for the Federation."

"Did those gangs only know how to compromise and exchange of interests, they can only wave their arms to speak, use beautiful but illusory words to incite stupid people, slap the table and scold us, but collect money from us behind them, and play with the women we gave to them, is a good thing for this Federation?"

This is a problem of lack of systems and supervision, but this system itself is much better than the dynastic political system of the Seven Greats or even further away. Even if the stupid people are mentally retarded in making choices, even the object they choose is very sad... they are just allowed to choose, but in the end they have some right to choose.

Xu Le wanted to refute the other party like this, but when he thought of his experience after escaping to the capital star circle, and the stories that the uncle had experienced inexplicable and no official answers so far, he lost the will to refute the other party.

"You are now the supreme commander of the federal front, and President Pablo has always given you the most selfless support, taking on strong pressure from parliament and politics. As far as I know, the Ministry of Defense has never interfered in any detail in your command."

"Those are history," he said.

"Forgotten history means betrayal, not to mention history is the present."

"The dynasty ended, and the federal government and the seven majorities shared the interests of the only one, the Zhong family, was driven out of the wealthy capital star circle, and entered the Donglin where birds could not shit. When they found that Donglin had treasures, we were driven out of the Donglin by such a low and disgusting conspiracy, and came to Xilin where birds could not shit."

"Now that we are going to attack the empire, Xilin will be the most important local area of ​​the Federation. Where is the Federation going to drive our Zhong family?"

"I named the girl Zhong Fireworks to let her remember what this newborn Federation had done to the Zhong family many years ago. Children, please beware that this Federation will continue to do such things to us in the future."

Xu Le thought of the cute little watermelon, the weight that might be carried on her thin shoulders in the future, and the origin of her name, and silently spoke the sigh of the ancestors of the Zhong family after the warship crashed in her hometown.

"My mood is even more lonely than fireworks at this moment."

"The Federation wants to destroy the Zhong family, and they are trying to destroy the Zhong family, just like the warship that exploded into fireworks back then."

Zhong Shouhu raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "I'm looking forward to it."
Chapter completed!