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Having reached an agreement on the core issue of interests, the subsequent atmosphere naturally no longer needs to be as tense as before.

Li Yuanqing stood up a little, and Governor Yuan immediately understood what Li Yuanqing meant, and soon changed the topic to Mao Wenlong's funeral.

Just like "the truth is always in the hands of a few people," most of the world's resources are often in the hands of a very small number of people.

Although Governor Yuan has a very high self-esteem, his own quality is by no means low.

Governor Yuan represented the righteousness of the imperial court, while Li Yuanqing represented Liaonan and the Dongjiang Zuoxie Association. The two were like 'movie kings' who met their rivals. Soon, the sad atmosphere quickly spread in the tent. When it came to the emotional point, it was Governor Yuan.

The teacher’s tears couldn’t stop flowing out.

"Li Junmen, Chen Junmen, generals, I killed Mao Wenlong. Although it was from the perspective of the emperor and the court's righteousness, Mao Wenlong and Mao Shuai were the cornerstones of Liaodong and Dongjiang. In these years, Mao Shuai

His achievements must not be buried, and I will tell the court truthfully! However, I still want to hear your opinions on the details of Marshal Mao’s funeral. I will also fulfill my final accusation and accompany Mao

Handsome on his last journey!"

As soon as Governor Yuan said this, there was a murmur of discussion in the tent.

It's a pity~, by this time, everyone knows in their hearts that these "represented" guys can only wait until the time comes to kowtow and cry in mourning, so how can they have a say?

Li Yuanqing gave a respectful fist to Governor Yuan and said, "The Governor is benevolent and righteous! The funeral of Marshal Mao and his rank need to be carefully discussed before a decision can be made. But I also ask the Governor to return Marshal Mao's body to Dongjiang first!"

Governor Yuan nodded heavily and said solemnly: "That's what you should do. I will make arrangements immediately."

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The lunch that was originally planned was naturally not eaten after all this trouble. Instead, a simple coffin was brought out before leaving.

At this time, outside Governor Yuan's camp, 600 soldiers of Yang Lei and Chen Changyou were already in position. They were already in a confrontation with Guan Ning's army guarding the gate, and they almost had a misfire.

Li Yuanqing, Chen Zhong, Chen Jisheng, and Mao Chenglu walked out of the gate of Commander Yuan's camp. Yang Lei and Chen Changyou quickly guarded them, still not daring to slack off.

Looking at Governor Yuan who personally sent the group of people out of the camp gate, Li Yuanqing waved his hand to signal everyone to step aside temporarily, and gave Governor Yuan a fist in the air, "Master Governor, take your leave!"

Governor Yuan hurriedly clasped his fists instinctively, "Li Junmen, Chen Junmen, generals, move slowly."

Li Yuanqing nodded and strode towards the seaside camp.

A group of people quickly followed behind Li Yuanqing.

Seeing Li Yuanqing and the others walking away, Governor Yuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Li Yuanqing is really...

Although this matter almost collapsed, looking at it now, it is not entirely a bad thing...

Back at the camp, Chen Jisheng wiped the tears on his face and said: "Brothers, we have to discuss the funeral of Marshal Mao today, and you guys haven't had time to have lunch. I have already prepared a light meal, so don't worry, brothers."

Let’s go to my camp for a quick meal first.”

At this time, all the generals were surrounded by personal guards, plus more than 600 people from Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, there were thousands of people, and the momentum was huge.

As soon as Chen Jisheng said this, the generals started talking in low voices, but except for Chen Jisheng and his group, there were not many members of the Old Right Association who agreed.

Chen Jisheng suddenly fell into unspeakable embarrassment.

I never expected that his words would be so ineffective among the brothers in Dongjiang...

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, 'What people do, God is watching. Whoever treats others as a fool is the biggest fool!'

However, at this point, Li Yuanqing had to help Chen Jisheng get through, and he winked at Chen Zhong beside him.

Chen Zhong did not expect at this time that Chen Jisheng's "popularity" would suddenly decline so sharply.

According to this situation, how can Chen Jisheng hold up Dongjiang's power?

But even if Chen Zhong was not happy with Chen Jisheng, after all, Li Yuanqing had already expressed his opinion. Chen Zhong coughed a few times, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone, brothers, we have done what happened today."

If you need to sit down and have a good discussion, go to Chen Ye’s army."

"What Chen Shuai said is right. We really need to discuss this matter carefully, so let's go to Master Chen's camp."

"That's fine. Mr. Chen is an old man from Dongjiang. It's up to Mr. Chen to speak on this matter."

"Master Chen..."

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Although they both had the surname Chen, they might have been the same family five hundred years ago, but at this moment, Chen Jisheng's face was burning with pain.

He finally realized at this time, if~, if he didn't have Li Yuanqing's support just now, what would this matter... be like...

And with Li Yuanqing's strong support, it means that no matter how good the chair is, he will be able to wait until the official appointment letter from the court is issued...

Li Yuanqing also said at this time: "Brother, it's better to go to your camp to rest for a while. However, the food should be as simple and light as possible. Starting tonight, let's keep vigil for the commander!"

"Uh? Okay, okay! Yuan Qing, that's exactly what I meant."

Li Yuanqing has already spoken, and the matter seems to be a done deal. At this time, who dares to resist Li Yuanqing's power?

Everyone gathered around the simple wooden coffin that temporarily contained Mao Wenlong's body and arrived at Chen Jisheng's camp.

At this time, the generals on duty at Mao Wenlong's original camp also got the news and gathered here one after another. They also called most of the fire soldiers in the camp to come over and help.

Arriving at Chen Jisheng's big tent, everyone sat down separately.

There is no doubt that Li Yuanqing is naturally in the highest position on the upper left, while Chen Zhong is directly opposite Li Yuanqing.

But it was obviously inappropriate for Chen Jisheng to sit on the throne in the center of the tent. He looked at Li Yuanqing hurriedly as if asking for help.

Li Yuanqing smiled and said: "Brother, this is your big account. We are discussing internal affairs at this time, and there are not so many rules. Brother, you still need to make decisions about the commander-in-chief's funeral."

Li Yuanqing spoke again, which was like giving Chen Jisheng a shot of cardiotonic. Chen Jisheng sat down tremblingly, braced himself, and greeted everyone.

In later generations, there was a theory.

It is said that a boy's growth requires years and months of constant running into obstacles and constant bleeding. It requires a very cruel process.

And a girl may grow up overnight.

At this time, except for Li Yuanqing, who had advance psychological expectations for Mao Wenlong's death, everyone else, including Chen Zhong, had no psychological preparation.

Mao Wenlong's death is indeed sad, but ~, more people are worried about their own immediate interests.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Not to mention, Dongjiang has a population of hundreds of thousands.

But today's events were too intense after all. It was almost evening, but everyone had not had lunch yet, and the tent was immersed in unspeakable sadness.

Li Yuanqing would not be too anxious and would directly bring up the topic. Instead, he would look at his nose with his eyes and his mind with his nose, as if he had fallen into the old monk's trance again, waiting for the food to be served first.

Chen Zhong immediately understood what Li Yuanqing meant and didn't say much. He also closed his eyes and calmed down.

Chen Jisheng had endless things to say, but seeing Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong in such a state, he also understood. At this time, although he was the nominal number one in Dongjiang, it was obvious that he had the initiative in this matter.

It's not in his hands.

But Chen Jisheng has adjusted his mentality quite a bit at this time. A little relaxation at this time may not necessarily be a bad thing.

After all, Li Yuanqing's previous statements have pushed him to this position.

Who would openly attack Chen Jisheng again in front of Li Yuanqing?

Fortunately, the fire soldiers served the food very quickly, and this extremely depressing state did not last long.

The meals were obviously carefully prepared by the Fire Soldiers. They mainly consisted of delicious and filling hot meat dishes, accompanied by bone soup and a large bowl of tea. They were not very pretty, but extremely practical.

In this state, there is naturally not a drop of wine left.

Now that things have come to this, everyone is not a fool.

After finishing their meal in a hurry, everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Li Yuanqing, who was at the top left.

Li Yuanqing took out the cigar box, handed it to Zhang Pan next to him, lit one himself, exhaled slowly and said with a smile: "I will ask people to prepare more cigars. Today, the brothers will all serve the commander-in-chief."

For a wake, you always need to be prepared in advance."

"Li Shuai is Renyi."

"Thank you Li Shuai for your love."

"Li Shuai..."

Li Yuanqing's seemingly calm but very practical words immediately aroused the agreement of all the generals in the tent.

The atmosphere in the tent, which was originally indescribably depressing, suddenly relaxed a lot.

Chen Jisheng also had to admire Li Yuanqing's means and wealth.

You know, a cigar, converted into silver, is at least one tael less. At this time, there are almost fifty people in the tent. After staying up all night, this number can...

But for a moment, Chen Jisheng couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Li Yuanqing and them are not on the same level or on the same level. If he is jealous of Li Yuanqing and makes trouble for Li Yuanqing, is he not eating arsenic~shuang-----doesn't he think that his life is too long?

After a moment, Chen Jisheng looked at Li Yuanqing and said: "Yuanqing, this is the end of the matter. Regarding the Marshal's funeral, should we take the Marshal's body back to Dongjiang, or should we keep it here in Shuangdao..."

Li Yuanqing exhaled a long breath of thick smoke and scanned the generals in the tent. After a moment, he said: "The commander-in-chief is the master of Dongjiang. Although Yuanqing was born in Dongjiang, he has not been in Dongjiang for many years. This matter~~, then

Let the brothers from Dongjiang discuss this first."

Everyone immediately started talking in low voices again.

Chen Jisheng was a little confused about Li Yuanqing's thoughts for a while, and he did not dare to express his position in a hurry, so he smiled and said: "Brothers, Yuan Qing is right. Especially Chenglu and Chengzuo, you are the direct relatives of the commander, what do you have?

idea?"
Chapter completed!