This year's Christmas Eve in the imperial capital across the world is destined to be an extraordinary, restless, and even bloody night.
A Christmas dinner is being held at the home of General Jia, the senior general of the imperial capital's military department.
They have no tacit rule about foreign holidays, so this night is just like New Year's Eve to everyone.
He raised his glass of wine and said confidently to his relatives, friends and guests: "This year, with your help, we can make further progress! - Drink this glass of wine, and next year we will board the new Mileage!”
He is the second-largest general in the Imperial Military Department after He Chengjian, but He Chengjian had already arranged for his son He Zhichu to take over, and his position was originally just that.
But he refused to accept it, and he refused to accept it for a long time.
It's just that his ability is limited and he can't defeat He Chengjian, and his family's background is not as strong as He's.
The foundation laid by the first two generations of the He family is really solid.
Fortunately, He Chengjian's death was not very honorable, so he was able to take the opportunity to unite a group of people who were dissatisfied with the He family.
Of course, more importantly, he has the support of the American Solo Consortium. Whether it is public opinion on the surface or private transactions, he is fully prepared.
"General Jia, you are right! Admiral He is just that, but I am not convinced by that inexperienced boy He Zhi! Why should the highest position be given to him?!"
"What a heck he is! Ever since his father passed away, he has been guarding the tomb and has been hiding until no one is there!"
"I heard that he and his fiancée are secretly plotting to escape abroad! - Huh! My dignified supreme commander of the Chinese Empire's military department actually wants to flee abroad and seek asylum from the Soviet Union!"
"What a shame!"
In the spacious hall, there was Christmas jazz, and there was a female jazz musician on the stage, swaying and singing softly.
Just when everyone was toasting and drinking together and vowing to "share blessings and hardships together," the door to the living room was kicked open with a bang.
A group of armed soldiers quickly secured the front and back doors of the mansion.
The original guards in the mansion were quickly disarmed and locked up in a large warehouse used as a storage room.
"Which army are you from?! It's illegal to break into a house without permission! - Do you know where this place is?!"
General Jia's life secretary separated from everyone and walked over, pointing at the leading soldier and scolding him unceremoniously.
He Zhichu, wearing a black fox fur cloak and knee-high military boots, walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.
Click, click, click.
The sound of military boots on the marble floor was unhurried, making people panic.
He stood still at the entrance of the living room, looked contemptuously across the stunned faces of everyone, and said, "Are you already participating in the grand event?"
He looked at his watch and his voice was full of ridicule: "...Isn't it a little early? Isn't the day of your uprising scheduled for the New Year's Day regular meeting on January 1st next year?"
"You, you, you... what did you say?! What kind of joint event... what kind of uprising?"
General Jia panicked.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the expressionless He Zhichu standing in front of him, as if he saw the ruthless He Chengjian...
There was a buzz in his head, and his hands started to shake, "He... Mr. He, is there any misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding? It doesn't exist." He Zhichu waved.
The huge TV screen hanging on the wall of General Jia's living room suddenly turned on.
In the scene just now, they were so complacent that they cursed He Zhichu and He Chengjian.
General Jia's expression changed again and again, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He didn't bother to wipe it off, and said sternly, "You are monitoring me?! He Zhichu, you are breaking the law!"
"I have the authorization of the military court. General Jia, you have too close contact with foreign consortiums. You must be effectively monitored."
He Zhichu put his hands behind his back and looked at the blond and blue-eyed foreign guests on the second floor.
"You're talking nonsense! You're arresting us because we just posted your complaints! Major General He can't even control everyone's complaints?! - What a great majesty!"
"Are you trying to cover up the sky with one hand?!" General Jia roared with anger and anger.
He Zhichu raised his black leather-gloved hand, covered it with his mouth and chuckled, "How could I arrest you just because you said a few grumbling words?"
"Although I, He Zhichu, disagree with what you said, I will support your right to speak to the death."
General Jia raised his eyebrows.
He knew that He Zhichu was not as hard-core as He Chengjian, and he was a law student and was deeply influenced by his mother, Qin Suwen, a barrister who always relied on evidence in everything.
In front of so many people, if he said that he would not pursue what they said today, then he would definitely not pursue it.
General Jia breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but at the same time looked down on He Zhichu, thinking he was bloodless.
How can such a person be the supreme commander of the military
It must not be possible!
He was about to speak when He Zhichu took out several arrest warrants from the court and said calmly: "I'm here today to execute the arrest warrant from the military court."
As he said that, his face changed and he said coldly: "Since you are all together today, you can save me from arresting people one by one! - Take them all away!"
He gave the arrest warrant to his men and asked them to arrest the people.
The living room suddenly became chaotic.
Women and children cried for their husbands and fathers, and subordinates hurriedly covered up for their superiors.
There were also people calling the police, and a few older people even fainted.
He Zhichu remained unmoved and stood alone high in the living room, watching his guards control the corridors and entrances.
"Don't talk nonsense. If you have anything to do, go to the military court. We are just executing orders." He Zhichu stepped aside and watched as his guards arrested all the people on the arrest warrant.
Of course, General Jia is the leader, and several others also hold high positions in the military department.
It can be said that four-sevenths of the people in the highest organization of the military are here.
"If you capture us, the other two people will not let you go!" General Jia shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Don't worry, my people have already gone to the other two families to arrest people." He Zhichu's eyes were slightly cold, "My father's body is still cold, and you colluded with foreign countries and plotted a coup. You are really capable!"
"I didn't expect you to be so cunning!" General Jia glared at He Zhichu, "A few days ago, you closed the door to thank guests and said you were going to guard your father's tomb. It was all a lie!"
He Zhichu shrugged, "I'm going to lie to you guys? You think too highly of yourself."
"Are you really guarding the tomb?!" General Jia's face turned even darker.
If He Zhichu was really guarding the tomb and could investigate their situation clearly, could it be said that there were other big shots supporting him behind the scenes
He Zhichu seemed to understand his thoughts and smiled slightly. The pink color around his twinkling peach blossom eyes became more obvious, more like coagulated blood.
He said casually: "Don't you understand what multi-task is? I will guard the tomb and investigate your situation at the same time. I won't miss both."
If he wants to investigate these people, should he do it himself
Just strategizing behind the scenes.
These old guys wanted to take his position, but they didn't expect that there were younger generals who wanted the positions of these old guys...
This time he was able to crush the remaining six people's plan to seize power in one fell swoop, relying on the support of the young men in the army.
These people are old and from his father's generation.
His father He Chengjian is no longer here, and it's time for these people to retreat.
He Zhichu walked out of the hall of General Jia's house, came to the camphor tree at the door, took out a cigar, lit it, and took a deep breath.
He looked up at the night sky and thought, it's Christmas Eve again, what are you doing
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This is the first update today: Chapter 2078 "Nianzhi, what are you doing?"
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