Perhaps the most helpless thing in a person’s life is to see off loved ones who are no longer able to live when one is old.
Pu Xingbang is already in his sixties and approaching seventies. He is already very old with a head full of white hair. Today he will bid farewell to his father who has been with him almost all his life.
Governor Pu Yuan: The patriarch of the Pu family, father of Pu Xingbang, and the actual leader of the Old Triangle region. He was a hero who led the nation out of poverty after the beginning of the era, completely ended the internal war, and completed the unification of his hometown in more than 30 years!
For the vast majority of people in the Old Triangle, Pu Yuan is the spiritual leader here and the hope of the nation.
Today, this hero has become so emaciated that he weighs only 70 pounds. His flesh and blood have dried up, and his old skin is tightly attached to his bones, which is a sad sight.
In the emergency room, Pu Xingbang stood beside the bed, looked down at his father, and called softly in his hometown dialect: "Dad, I... I'm here...!"
On the hospital bed, the old man, who was called Blind Pu by others, nodded slowly and replied in a low voice: "... I can't... hold on any longer. Have you finished your work?"
Pu Xingbang nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.
Pu Yuan had eight wives and more than twenty children in his life. After he became seriously ill in his later years, he relied on drugs to sustain his life in order to keep alive and pave the way for the crown prince he chose to take the stage.
The political and military situations in the Old Triangle are extremely complicated. It is adjacent to District Five in the northwest and borders the Chinese District in the north. Its coastline is a sea barrier that the West has long coveted. However, the economy of this region is relatively backward, its territory is small, and its own strength is slightly weaker. It exists in the center of multiple regions, and it is not easy for it to develop to its current situation.
When Pu Yuan was young, he gradually gained power with the support of local families. The reason these families were able to support him was through marriage, so he had many wives and children, which also left him with problems for the inheritance of power in his later years.
However, Pu Yuan had been in power for more than 40 years, and he had plenty of time to consider what would happen after his death. Therefore, after he became seriously ill, he had already transferred power to the crown prince he had chosen. First, he let Pu Xingbang join the government affairs department and take over all affairs in the capital Hanoi, and then gradually made him the chief executive secretary, deputy chief executive, and chief executive.
In terms of military affairs, Pu Xingbang also moved from the position of theater commander to the general headquarters to serve as chief of staff and deputy commander-in-chief.
Over the years, Pu Yuan has planned every step for his son very steadily and calmly.
On the sickbed, Pu Xiazi looked at his son, who was no longer young, and gently warned him: "For those who can be spared... spare them... the old people didn't survive me, and those who should have left have left. Their remaining descendants should consider their merits and consider whether to leave or stay... For those who affect unity and stability... act decisively and don't leave any trouble behind."
Pu Xingbang grabbed his father's hand and nodded slowly.
"We are weak, so we must stick to the development path, unite the Chinese region, engage in trade, and engage in military interaction. This policy cannot be changed by anyone during the Pu family's rule. If anyone makes a mistake, all the generals in the Pu family can rise up against them." Blind Pu forced his eyes open and pulled his son with his skinny hands: "... You are not young anymore, you need to train Zhenguo to take over the power!"
"I know, Dad!" Pu Xingbang responded in his hometown dialect and nodded heavily.
"It's not that I, Old Pu, don't want to give up power!" Blind Pu sighed, "For hundreds of years, our family has held power. Reform is not easy... Let's develop first. If one day, the political situation stabilizes, the economy recovers, and the people awaken... we will hand over power... No family can thrive forever. We have to accept reality."
"I understand, Dad!"
Pu Xiazi stared at the ceiling blankly, his heart agitated. He was somewhat unwilling and helpless: "I was 32 years old when I founded the Pu regime. It has been more than 60 years now... Half a century has passed, and we still haven't been recognized by the international community to establish a region... This is the regret of my life... Xingbang, I will remember your name. I hope that you can fulfill this wish for me and those dead generals and soldiers... during your lifetime."
Pu Xingbang gritted his teeth and said, "Before I die, I will definitely fulfill your last wish!!"
"well… !"
Blind Pu nodded repeatedly in response, his voice gradually becoming weaker.
He looked at his father, gently clenched his hands, and stared with tears in his eyes, without saying a word.
His breathing gradually became weaker, and the rise and fall of his chest was no longer visible to the naked eye. He slowly closed his eyes and let his arms hang naturally.
Pu Yuan, who had fought for his entire life, passed away and left this world with regrets.
Pu Xingbang slowly stood up, saluted his father, and choked up with sobs.
Two minutes later.
The generals and government officials who had been waiting outside the corridor for a long time all entered the emergency room, saluted the old governor and said goodbye.
There were cries of grief in the house. Many elderly people over 70 years old had their dreams shattered when they saw the governor pass away.
They were all capable generals when Pu Yuan was in office. Now that the leader is gone, the efforts and vision of their generation have come to an end. Their merits and demerits will be judged by future generations.
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Hanoi city area.
Gui Mengjun had just returned home to meet his father. Before the two could talk about the governor, the phone rang.
"The old governor has passed away!"
“…!” Gui Mengjun lowered his head in silence, his eyes red.
"The Governor's Office has prepared a state funeral, but the news has not been announced to the public yet." The other party said quickly.
“Got it.” Gui Mengjun replied: “That’s it!”
After the two ended their conversation, Gui Mengjun put his phone on the table, leaned back on the sofa and said, "Let's go!"
"Oh!" Gui's father also sighed.
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Inside the sanatorium.
The tear marks on Pu Xingbang's face had disappeared. As he walked out, he whispered, "Start the state funeral process. Don't leak the news for now. Hold a press conference at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning!"
"Yes!" The people following behind nodded repeatedly and asked, "From the Chinese area?"
Pu Xingbang paused and said, "Don't invite the other party's politicians to come and pay their respects!! Don't give any clear response to the outside world either."
"clear!"
"Move the 3rd Army of the First Theater and the 97th Army of the Second Theater into the city!" Pu Xingbang paused and said, "Hurry!"
"yes!"
After he finished speaking, Pu Xingbang quickly walked out of the sanatorium and got into his car.
After the motorcade left, Pu Xingbang sat in the back seat. After a long silence, he sent a text message to his sister who had married and moved to a distant Chinese city: "You are not allowed to come back to mourn your father for now! Wait for my notification!"