lerbook Chapter 439
Chapter 439
Chapter 435: Overwork becomes sick, the head of heaven changes
Marshal Xu Zhen was silent. He had fantasized many times that Lu Yu took over as the head of Kyushu and was on the highest position in the Asian League, but he ignored a crucial issue.
That is: The Asian Alliance is not only a multinational organization focused on military affairs, but an alliance involving all fields. If you want to take over as the head of Kyushu, you can’t just be a person who is good at military warfare, but must gather the city. Talents in all fields including methods, vision, patience, decision-making spirit, appealing power, and knowledge reserves.
Often to achieve this step, you must be immersed in the bureaucratic system for many years before you can become a super boss with insight into the world and social aspects. This is also the reason why most of the elders in Kyushu were in their 50s, 60s and 70s when they came to power.
Lu Yu is definitely a standard military leader, but he is definitely not a political leader who can take charge of the Asian Alliance. He has blood, appealing power, and strong combat power, but he is not stable with the city, and he cannot devote all his energy to the tedious head of heaven. At work.
“Old Xu, have you figured it out?” Ye Chenjian sighed, “Tian Shou thinks more than we do, so you don’t have to guess the purpose of Tian Shou.”
Step on! Step on! Step on…
At this moment, there was heavy snow floating outside the window, and in this marshal’s office, there was an unexpected visitor in the uniform of the Heavenly Shou Army Hall.
“The two marshals, Tianshou is seriously ill, want to see you!” said the visitor.
Xu Zhen and Ye Chenjian’s expressions changed slightly. At this moment, they felt some chills. The chill was even colder than the heavy snow outside the window. They nodded lightly, put on military uniforms and followed the people and left.
Marshal Xu Zhen also deliberately wrapped the cotton pajamas tightly, to ensure that he could not be seen from the outside to have any detrimental majesty.
In this way, on the night of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the two marshals silently stepped into the South China Sea of the Red Palace in the depths of the capital, on the night just one day away from the New Year’s Eve.
“Lin… Old Man Lin?” Marshal Xu Zhen was slightly surprised: “Why are you here too?”
Outside the Tianshou bedroom of the Red Palace in the South China Sea, heavy snow covered the blue brick and red tiles leading to the bedroom, and also covered the shadow of a shadowy figure standing under the blue brick and red tiles.
Lin Jun’s sackcloth was covered by heavy snow for more than half a centimeter. He didn’t know how long he stood silently here. It was not until the arrival of Xu Zhen and Ye Chenjian that he broke the state of staring at the snow in a daze.
Lin Jun: “You are here too.”
Xu Zhen: “Old Lin, the head of heaven called you? What are you here for? When did you come? Why didn’t you go in? Is the head of heaven inside? And you… Old man Ye, why are you dragging me?”
Ye Chenjian: “Shut up, you have the most questions, that old Lin…How are you doing recently? Ever since you abdicated the Marshal, you have stayed in the Hall of Heroes, drinking tea and sweeping the floor. I went to see it last time. Lu Yu’s spiritual position has been withdrawn, should your heart knot be untied?”
Lin Jun: “Oh, what are you talking about?”
Lin Jun behaved absent-mindedly, Ye Chenjian couldn’t say much when he saw it, but he faintly felt that Lin Jun also came to the Red Palace Nanhai today…
“Three marshals, please come in, the head of heaven reviewing the documents of the cities in various theaters in the inner hall.” The man in the hall of the head of heaven said softly.
After Lin Jun, Ye Chenjian and Xu Zhen entered the inner hall, they saw the head of heaven on the soft couch with its back resting on pillows. At this time, there was a small sandalwood table in front of the head of heaven. Documents with forehead height.
Tianshou’s complexion was cold and pale, and more pale than the last time he saw him. He suddenly coughed twice, but the cough was no longer heavy. On the contrary, he was panting with a handkerchief. When he coughed heavily, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and then turned scarlet. The little handkerchief was folded back on the table, and he continued to immerse himself in reviewing the various theater documents.
Although the old man covered his mouth with a handkerchief every time he coughed heavily, some of the documents that had been reviewed still had blood stains on the footer.
“Are you all here?”
Tianshou turned his head and smiled, his voice weak, almost inaudible.
The three old people stepped forward slowly, their eyes were so complicated that they were standing in front of the soft couch. They all knew that Tianshou was seriously ill, but they did not know that they had become very ill, because they carefully discovered that the pillow on which Tianshou was leaning had a curved wooden panel. , Apparently to support Tianshou sitting and not falling down.
“Calling you to come today, cough cough, presumably you all know, cough cough, I really can’t hold it anymore, right?”
The head of the sky said a few words and coughed twice, and his spirit became weaker. While he was talking, he was still looking at the document in front of him word by word with his pen, but his eyes were dizzy at every turn, and the pen in his hand stopped at certain. On the lines, the pen shadow hasn’t been flicked for a long time.
Ye Chenjian sighed lightly, picked up the tea cup on the table, lightly selected a cup for Tianshou, and reminded in a soft voice: “Tianshou, there is no problem with this document, you can sign it.”
The head of the sky returned to his senses, and the tip of the pen slowly moved to the bottom of the document, signed his name, and laughed at himself: “Why are you in a daze again, old and old.”
The three old men were silent, and Tianshou also put down his pen and leaned on the wooden board to look at them.
“Kyushu is indispensable for Tianshou, cough cough, and the Asian League cannot lack Tianshou cough cough. I plan to abdicate after New Year’s Eve.” Tianshou said astonishingly.
The three old people, as if they had expected it, just sighed softly.
Tianshou smiled and looked at Lin Jun: “Lin Jun, I remember asking you once a long time ago, can Lu Yu be the head of heaven? Do you remember the answer you gave me at that time?”
Both Xu Zhen and Ye Chenjian looked at Lin Jun in surprise.
Lin Jun nodded lightly and his white hair fluttered: “Remember, I said at the time: Kyushu’s head of heaven, we must not let Lu Yu take over, at least not for this term.”
Ye Chenjian looked at Xu Zhen, as if saying: Look, am I right?
Tianshou smiled softly: “Yes, Lu Yu is strong, but he doesn’t understand national affairs, politics, and operations. This is a fact. At the same time, he is the beacon of soldiers, the god of war, and the warrior. It is the sharp edge of the country, and his ability and energy should not be spent on the position of the head of the sky.”
Lin Jun showed a proud expression: “Yes, he is a god who can lead me human soldiers to defeat all foreign enemies on the battlefield!”
“So on the first day of the new year…Lin Jun, you will take over as the head of heaven.”
“Your abilities, your connections, your vision, your experience, you have countless students who have become generals, and you have Lu Yu behind you. You are…the most suitable person for…the head of heaven… ”
“Otherwise, I’m worried that Lu Yu won’t accept other people’s ranks. Only if you’re in the ranks, my Kyushu and Asian League… won’t be… chaotic…”
The head of heaven said all the words gently, very calm, very calm, the more the end, the weaker the voice, the final word sound is almost silent.
However, at this moment, he didn’t breathe anymore. He just leaned there quietly, until the heavy snow was flying outside, Lin Jun recovered from the shock and realized that the head of heaven was gone.
“Tianshou! Lin Ziqi!”
Lin Jun let out a cry of grief and burst into tears. This is the first time he has called the full name of the head of heaven since he took the throne 15 years ago.
And this howl became the last cry.
That night, the crying voices of three old men resounded in the South Sea of the Red Palace. The people in the Heavenly Head Army Hall at the entrance of the inner hall heard the crying, and they all bowed their heads silently with sad eyes.
…
In the last year, on February 10th, the twenty-ninth lunar month, the head of the Asian Union Tianshou died of illness.
The following day, the national funeral, the whole alliance mourned, and commotion occurred in some theaters, and it was suspected that enemy spies took advantage of the national funeral to separate the gap.
In the evening of the next day, the newly appointed head of heaven, Lin Jun, took office and used an iron fist to smooth out all the commotion and quickly restore the internal stability of the Asian Alliance to ensure that the frontline soldiers have no worries.