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Chapter 90

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    "Boom boom boom"

    Zhao Wanggu heard the knock on the door, and said slowly: "Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

    "Father, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

    Zhao Tancen closed the door gently, sat opposite Zhao Wanggu, and looked at his serious face.

    Zhao Wanggu gently pulled the window behind him, then turned around and took out a confidential letter from the drawer, put it in front of him, and said seriously: "Look, I just learned the news  of."

    Without further ado, Zhao Tancen picked it up and took it apart to look at it seriously.

    It took a long time before he raised his head slowly, with some doubts and puzzlement: "Father, what is this? Who wrote the letter? If this secret letter falls to the top, wouldn't the He family have to reverse the case again?"  Isn¡¯t our matter going to be revealed? Where did the evidence come from? Wasn¡¯t it already done seamlessly? This is too dangerous"

    Zhao Wanggu laughed dryly a few times and said again: "Hehe, yes, these are indeed dangerous things. They were written by He Hongfu's eldest son, He Yuwen himself, and he wanted to send them without anyone noticing. Fortunately, our  The person stopped halfway, so as not to let the consequences be unthinkable, all the evidence in it is now destroyed, and the top priority now is to let him die without evidence, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and being kind to others is cruel to oneself."

    "What does father mean? Even if the higher-ups check it out, they won't be able to find it? But this is a secret that must be kept secret, only the dead will not leak the secret."

    Zhao Wanggu's black face suddenly became gloomy: "The devil is one foot high, and the Tao is one foot high so that there is no proof of his death. If you want to be safe, you have to cut the grass and root it out!"

    "Then what does father mean, do you want to arrange it as soon as possible?"

    Zhao Wanggu sneered confidently and said: "It's not too late, let's implement it tomorrow morning. Before there is any trouble, this matter can't be delayed any longer, so as not to cause complications. Go ahead and do it. Now he is a guilty person.  The higher-ups chased it down, and we were also doing business, and he couldn't track it down."

    "Yes, father."

    Just as Zhao Tancen opened the door and was about to go out, he was stopped by Zhao Wanggu again, and turned around again.

    "By the way, there is one more thing."

    "Father, what's the matter?"

    Zhao Tancen stood where he was, looking at him with some doubts.

    "Remember, before the matter is completed, you must not publicize it outside, so as not to be blocked by people who know it. After the matter is completed, let the news out, and let the He family know the news, and they will not be able to collect his body. When the time comes  After crossing Ten Thousand Mountains, I am afraid that no matter how powerful he and his family are, they will not be able to return to heaven!"

    "Um!"

    Three days later

    Snow piled up inside and outside Bizhou City to form a snow mountain. The white snow was like a vast baptism. A grand snow banquet was held for this muddy and dark city.  Get rid of the mess in this world, and return this world of fireworks to a bright and pure body.

    He Yuwen was dressed in black long clothes, leaning in front of the window watching patches of arrogant snow falling on the tile eaves and falling into the courtyard, holding a pen in his hand, he was in a daze, not knowing  The mind has drifted to where to go.

    "Crackling"

    The door was pushed open by the heavy outside, and then a strong cold wind rushed in, pushing out all the heating in the room, and the howling wind wailed, and rushed in  in his ears.

    Mo Xiaoxiao was also carrying a bamboo basket containing some vegetables, her expression was tense and hesitant to speak, as if she was afraid of something, tentatively took out a newspaper with body temperature from her pocket and said: "Yu Wen  Look, what is this? This is a newspaper I bought on the street when I went out to buy groceries, but you have to be mentally prepared. "

    "What!"

    Seeing her twitching and unnatural appearance, He Yuwen suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, prompting him to quickly take the newspaper from her hand and read it hastily.

    He Yuwen just glanced at it casually, and saw the headline in the middle of the black and white newspaper, and there was a shocking line of characters written: "He Hongfu, the leader of Bizhou, was shot yesterday"

    Those shocking and blood-stained words were like a pair of sharp knives, piercing his heart one by one, making him breathless, his mind was buzzing, he kept shaking his head in disbelief, not daring to accept this  Horrible and ridiculous news: "No, no, it's impossible, Zhao Wanggu, a bastard, how could it be possible, no!"

    "Boom"

     The teacups, books, pens and ink on the table all rolled down to the ground in embarrassment, and the ground was a mess in an instant, the rolling tea and ink mixed and mixed, wet the floor and soaked the clean books, it looked so pitiful  .

    He Yuwen almost had a nervous breakdown, beat his chest over and over again, his face was extremely ferocious, finally couldn't control the wet tears, and burst into tears: "Impossible, this is not true, how can these bastards be executed before they understand the truth?"  Well, how is this possible, how can it be woohoo!!"

    Maybe I really have accumulated too much sadness and grievances in my heart, and I have swallowed too much pressure and unbearable emotions. At this moment, the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are vented out all at once, crying so heartbreakingly  Cracking lungs, at this moment, the goose feather snow floating outside the window became more dense, and the whistling wind covered his voice, as if nothing had happened.

    Seeing him in such a state of despair, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her tears, and walked over to help him slump on the ground, and slowly helped him up: "If your heart is really in pain,  If you want to cry, just cry, so that you will feel better, I can't do anything for you"

    Sadness seems to be like an infectious disease, and it spreads very fast. Everyone is easily brought into the atmosphere of grief by others and cannot extricate themselves. Maybe it is because of the familiar suffering  The grief and experience that make people feel the same, or because everyone has a soft, fragile and compassionate heart!  

    ? As evening approached, the snowflakes fluttering in the sky were still falling, and the sound of wind and cranes blew across the hills and villages, bringing the sadness from far away together. Otherwise, how could there be such a miserable world.

    The old courtyard was covered tightly by the heavy snow. When the wind blows over the old house, it makes a babbling sound without any burden, just like the lamentation of a person who has been oppressed for a long time.  The sound of pain.

    He Yuwen also calmed down quietly, the mess in the room had been cleaned up by Mo Xiaoxiao, he seemed to have lost his soul, leaning on the stool and leaning his body there, his eyes were fixed on the one next to him.  A dim lamp with a dim yellow light, staring at it without moving, it seems that the pain in my heart has been buried, so that no one can see it.

    Seeing him like this, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel hurt in her heart, thinking back on everything that happened, from the He family with a magnificent and noble family, to the current family situation where the family is ruined and the family is full of stars.  , When people and guests are scattered, everyone is eager to draw a clear line with him. This journey is like a shooting star, high above and instantly slipping to the bottom of the valley. The huge gap makes Mo Ye secretly worry for him. He really bears too much silently.  Too much pressure and pain are nothing compared to the little pain I have suffered.

    I don¡¯t feel so scared when I have been in the dark all the time, because I have never had light, but how painful it must be for him to feel like falling from the top of the light to the abyss of darkness

    "Why don't you lock the door? The outside door is not closed. It's snowing so hard. Didn't you notice it? It's so cold when the wind blows in."

    Maybe Mo Xiaoxiao was also in a daze, she didn't even notice anyone coming in, and she came back to her senses when she heard the voice of people, only to see that He Yuhua walked in in a wind and snow, with an unknown expression on her face.  It wasn't because of being eroded by the wind and snow, she looked extraordinarily miserable and embarrassed, even the smile she evoked was so deliberate and bitter, her eyes were full of red blood, showing exhaustion and depression.

    Mo Xiaoxiao quickly turned her head, put away her melancholy, and was about to pour water for him. When the water was cool from the cup, she realized that she forgot to boil the water, and smiled awkwardly and hurriedly  Going out to boil water: "You are back, let me pour you a cup of hot water to warm your hands! Oh, I seem to have forgotten to boil water today, wait a minute and I will boil water."

    He Yuhua forced a smile on his face and squeezed out a smile and said lightly: "No need, don't bother, I can drink cold ones."

    As Mo Xiaoxiao said, she took the kettle and walked out: "It's okay, just don't bother me for a while and it will be fine."

    After Mo Xiaoxiao went out, He Yuhua saw He Yuwen sitting aside with a melancholy face, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder, pretending to be relaxed and teasing him: "What's the matter, don't act like a stranger all day long.  You look close, like Lin Daiyu, who owes you money? Lin Daiyu."

    He Yuwen suddenly turned his head, looked up at him, and said with resentment and strange calmness between his brows: "Did you know, fatherhe was executed just yesterday, and because he was guilty,  The corpse cannot be returned to the family, you know"

    The dry smile on He Yuhua's face suddenly froze, and he let it down slowly. There were traces of tears in his eyes, but his face was very calm. Only his eyes could capture his sadness.

    He turned around lightly, with his back to He Yuwen, looking at the fluttering snow outside the window, it took him a long time before he said calmly, "I knew it a long time ago." (Remember this website website: www  .hlnovel.com)?Gently turned around, with his back to He Yuwen, looking at the fluttering snow outside the window, it took a long time before he said calmly, "I knew it a long time ago." (Remember this website website: www  .hlnovel.com
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