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    Chapter 3487: The most talented person in history

    Chapter 3487: A generation of talented people

    Time flies, years pass by, and five months have passed in the blink of an eye!

    In the past five months, Zhao Heng not only personally resolved the crisis in the Tibetan city, but also used the list provided by Dawa to work with Living Buddha Baden to eradicate the remnants of the murderers in one fell swoop, including the Ma family, Mi side, Indian side and other hostile elements, whether they were directly involved  Whether he was involved in the incident or was involved in the incident, Zhao Heng ruthlessly eradicated them. One hundred people, one thousand people, and one after another fell down!

    Of the more than 3,000 perpetrators involved, only 50 were left alive in the end. After eradicating the separatists with ulterior motives, Zhao Heng went on to settle accounts with the Tibetans who did not help the Tibetan city during the turmoil, sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, and even secretly released water.  He attacked the powerful and powerful people mercilessly. In the end, fifteen Tibetan families were severely punished.

    Some were fined cripplingly high, some were asked to cede their traditional territory of influence, some were forced to move to the capital, which was akin to exile, and eight centuries-old families were accused of trying to confront or engage in unrest.  Because he was too involved, Zhao Heng ordered his family to be exterminated, including the great chieftain family who had been received by the founding leaders during liberation.

    The suppression process was quite cruel and bloody. Many families on the blacklist woke up early in the morning and saw tanks and guns outside the manor. Before they could even react, they were bombarded by guns and guns, followed by tanks mercilessly crushing them.  Overwhelmingly, Zhao Heng performed the scenes between Tangjiazhuang and the Holy Land of the Ya Tribe in the Tibetan area eight times.

    This is no longer killing the chicken to show the monkeys, but killing the monkeys to show the monkeys!

    Zhao Heng is worthy of being a thousand-year-old butcher. Under such intimidation and tough measures, the Tibetan area with a population of five million quickly calmed down. Not only were there no murderers wielding Tibetan knives and shouting in the streets, but there were also no good people who commented on the incident.  They all disappeared without a trace, and even the foreign media collectively lost their voices. They no longer used to attack China on the basis of human rights in Tibetan areas.

    At the same time, the official appointed Zhao Heng as the interim top decision-maker in the Tibetan area, with full authority to deal with the order after the turmoil. When the official not only did not condemn Zhao Heng's cruel methods, but also gave support to increase his official position, no one in the Tibetan area dared to do so.  It's a shame, especially after seeing the silence of Western countries, all the major forces know that Zhao Heng is capable of reaching the sky!

    Subsequently, Zhao Heng replaced a large number of autonomous region officials on behalf of the official government. At the same time, he asked Tibetan dignitaries not to keep more than fifty private servants in captivity and to continue to retain the old system of hiding taxes and using them. However, the dignitaries must pay tribute to the capital every year according to the tax rate. If  It's okay to have people who are unwilling to hand it over or deliberately conceal the actual situation, but

    However, Zhao Heng did not say it, but it was precisely because he did not say it that it seemed even more terrifying. After all, the lessons learned from the eight families being crushed were in front of them. After struggling for a hundred years, they suddenly returned to their previous lives.  , the Tibetan dignitaries who were accustomed to separatist rule were dejected and filled with emotions when faced with Zhao Heng's arrogant policies.

    But the situation is stronger than the people, and with Baden responding to Zhao Heng, it is difficult for the local forces to struggle. To put it bluntly, the arm cannot twist the thigh.

    When all aspects of the Tibetan area being suppressed by Zhao Heng were back on track, Zhao Heng began to retaliate against the foreign forces involved. Thirty senior officials from India who were involved in the incident were seduced and killed by Han Kasi's whirling organization.  , all of them have their heads missing, and their heads are either hanging in the busy city or floating in the sacred Ganges, making the powerful and powerful people panic.

    At the same time, the originally easing sectarian conflict in India suddenly sparked a storm of mutual attacks due to the killing of several important figures. Fighting continued in the streets and alleys. The weaker side received a large amount of funds and firearms support. The country was already in trouble due to frequent rape incidents.  The international community is watching India, and the resurgence of religious conflicts has completely pushed them to the forefront.

    China also teamed up with other countries to cut off economic ties with India, severely damaging hundreds of the latter's companies, and eventually led the Indian president to go to Tibet to have secret talks with Zhao Heng. After paying huge compensation and disputing land, the turmoil in India became less severe.  After stagnation, the Philippines was also in turmoil. Not only were hostage kidnappings more frequent, but local armed forces also fought against government forces.

    The waters of the Philippines are constantly being attacked by pirates, and fishing and merchant ships are penetrated without exception. Although no lives are lost, the economic losses are quite serious. When the Philippines is in dire straits, life is not easy for the other countries involved. Only  There was no big trouble in the United States. Only a few people knew that the White House had returned the hundreds of billions given by Zhao Heng.

    George also promised to capture Lanno Arthur¡¯s son and hand it over to Zhao Heng

    After retaliating against the forces involved one by one and stabilizing the Tibetan city, Zhao Heng mobilized Lu Meng and 8,000 border troops to the Xinjiang area under the guise of clearing away the remaining culprits. He asked him to continue to maintain stability in the Xinjiang area and surrounding areas.  expansion and troop training, and three months later, the policies implemented in Tibetan areas began to be implemented in Xinjiang?Testing the waters, the heartache of Tibetan dignitaries began to reappear in Xinjiang areas

    Centralization of power was completely realized in the hands of Zhao Heng.

    On December 15th, Zhao Heng, who had conquered all directions, returned to the capital. There was a full moon in the sky, quiet and dust-free, and the night seemed to be dyed with a layer of silver light.

    Zhao Heng got out of Army No. 1 and walked quickly into the King's Alley after a long absence. The noise and cheers caused by his sudden return suddenly became distant again.  However, because of Zhao Dingtian's old age, the Zhao family's mansion began to become quiet, and even the winter wind that blew here lost its due sharpness.

    Zhao Heng was so anxious that he hurried back to Beijing because the old man was ill. He had been busy dealing with the things at hand for half a year, and had unconsciously ignored the people around him. When he received the call from Da Jinyi, he felt guilty, so he took care of the things at hand.  After the handover was completed, he took a direct flight back to Beijing. He didn't know how the old man's condition was?  Serious or not?

    Although Zhao Dingtian is a strategist and has extraordinary skills, he is still a man who eats grains. He was soaked in floods when he was young and caused a lot of diseases. The battle with Zhou Wenzi ruined his chance to stand up. Zhao Heng knew this very well.  One o'clock, so he came back quickly when he heard about his illness. The 70-year-old man had one foot in the coffin.

    Zhao Heng didn't want anything to happen to the old man, nor did he want to have regrets. He nodded slightly to the Zhao family's guard who had been guarding him for three years, and then walked through the corridor and went straight to the attic. Before he reached the door, he smelled a strong aroma of medicine. Zhao Heng slowed down and pushed open the attic.  After walking through the wooden door, there was only one light in the room. Zhao Dingtian was sitting in a wheelchair, his face unclear in the shadow.

    But the thick figure projected onto the wall gave people a mountain-like pressure. In front of Zhao Dingtian's wheelchair, there was a small table with a large bowl of Chinese medicine on it. The steaming heat also carried a strong medicinal fragrance. Zhao Heng exhaled  After taking a long breath, he walked to the old man and sat down. He found that Zhao Dingtian's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was resting and enjoying himself!

    Zhao Heng looked at the old man's expression calmly and saw that he seemed to be in good spirits. His hanging heart relaxed. Gradually, he himself melted into the dark atmosphere of the attic. For a moment,  There was only the sound of slowly blowing on the windows in the cozy attic. I don¡¯t know how long it had passed before Zhao Dingtian¡¯s voice suddenly rang:

    "Have you returned Master Baoshu's body to Taiwan?"

    Zhao Heng did not expect the old man to ask this question, but he was stunned for a moment and responded immediately: "Nan Nianfo sent Master Baoshu and the other nuns in gray back to Taiwan, and also used diplomatic pressure to severely suppress the Ma family.  Not only did the Ma family lose the public opinion and no longer be able to aspire to be the next island owner, it also made the Ma family pay 130 billion in compensation for the Tibetan City incident."

    "I also sent Ma Xiaoling back to Taiwan, but I asked for Professor Ma in exchange!"

    "The treasures of the Tang Dynasty cannot be wasted. I will squeeze out the value of Professor Ma no matter what!"

    Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "In the battle of Zangcheng, the Ma family and Tongde Temple were seriously injured, and they were unable to make trouble for ten or eight years!" He changed the topic: "Dawa Dolma is also dead, she got rid of Dawa  There were weeds on the family grave, so she vomited blood and killed herself on the ground. The infatuated Baden built a grave for her next to her, so that she could be reunited with her family!"

    Zhao Dingtian nodded when he heard this, and then added in a playful way: "Although I don't really approve of your methods in Tibet, I have to say that they are very effective. You just need to be more relaxed on the Taiwan side. After all, you are a compatriot with limited access to water. It also involves  Regarding future unification issues, if things are overdone, it is easy to develop a rebellious mentality, so you have to be merciful and merciful!"

    Zhao Dingtian obviously knows Zhao Heng's vengeful character. The Ma family played an important role in the Tiangcheng incident. Zhao Heng will never let the Ministry of Foreign Affairs condemn the Ma family and demand compensation. This is just the beginning. After the Ma family fails and steps down, Zhao Heng will definitely  He will do anything to retaliate, and maybe the entire Ma family will be eradicated, so the old man never forgets to remind him to keep a tightrope in everything.

    Zhao Heng looked at the vicissitudes of the old man, thought for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, I won't kill all the Ma family!"

    After receiving Zhao Heng's permission, Zhao Dingtian nodded and seemed a little pleased. Then he sighed. The sigh was long and profound, as if he had traveled through the dust of history: "Baden is in charge of the Tibetan City, Yu Xuanji is in charge of the Security Department, and Lu  A fierce airborne landing in the border area, Ximen Qing controlled Western China, Song Qingguan and Jiang Wenwen jointly ruled Hong Kong, Xiaoxiao guarded Macau,,"

    Zhao Dingtian sorted out the resources at hand for Zhao Heng: "Yue Xiaoxiao gathers the peripheral killers such as Posuo and is known as the king of killers. Zhou Qixuan will temper the Huangpu Army for you and build the Hengmen Guards. Baigou Sheng is ready to take control of Miao territory and become a generation.  Poison King, Ye Changge and the Dark Assassin will become your light and dark spearmen. Looking at the world, there is no force that can compete with Hengmen!"

    ¡°The greater the power, the greater the resources, and the greater the responsibility!¡±

    Zhao DingTian picked up the medicine bowl and slowly took a sip of the bitter concoction. It seemed to have a myriad of flavors, and then put it back on the table. In terms of how to deal with things, Zhao Heng seemed to have more of his own opinions than his grandfather.  , no one can tell whether Zhao Heng's opinion is right or wrong, and Zhao Dingtian is not sure whether Zhao Heng is willing to listen to him.

    It's just that as a person who loves this land, Zhao Dingtian has to eliminate the final crisis. Looking at Zhao Heng, who is sitting upright next to him and his every movement is full of domineering and confidence, Zhao Dingtian's cloudy eyes flash with a hint of relief, but he is also more sophisticated and sophisticated.  Deeply, he asked Zhao Heng softly: "Zhao Heng, what do you think the essence of power is?"

    Zhao Heng replied without hesitation: "It's a knife! It's a gun! It's power!"

    Zhao Dingtian nodded: "Very vulgar, but correct!"

    While Zhao Heng listened quietly, Zhao Dingtian added: "Grandpa is getting old. Many of his wishes can no longer be realized, and those dreams in his heart can only become a passing cloud. I just hope that you can maintain your innocence and be loyal to China. Now  Although you are not the nominal supreme commander of China, you actually influence the destiny of China!"

    "In the battle of Tibetan City, you gained unprecedented fame and suppressed the powerful people in Tibetan territory. China will not encounter major events in ten or eight years. You are a great hero of China!"

    A smile bloomed on Zhao Dingtian's face, and the wrinkles slowly dispersed. Although the old man had not yet gone straight to the topic, Zhao Heng vaguely felt the meaning of what he said to him. Then, he saw  The old man looked at himself with bright eyes: "So when I see you today, I have only one piece of advice. If you run for president, you must take the initiative to hand over power!"

    In the darkness, Zhao Dingtian's face flashed a dark red due to excessive excitement. He coughed violently, and the Chinese medicine on the table shook: "If you don't hand over the power in your hands, it will be meaningless no matter who becomes the president of China.  They are all puppets controlled by you, and China will return to the era of Chinese heroes, which goes against the spirit of the Constitution and your original intention!"

    Zhao Heng said nothing, he knew what the old man said was right!

    At this time, the old man sat up slightly and spoke word by word: "So you can either give up the power in your hands and help those who are capable to become the real president of China, or you can take the position yourself, bring your brothers and your women, and serve this country.  Dedicate the rest of your life, if you don¡¯t become president and don¡¯t delegate power, grandpa will be very disappointed!¡±

    "After New Year's Day, that is, in ten days, the nomination for President of China will begin. You must make a decision early!"

    Zhao Heng still did not respond directly. He just stood up and brought the thick black concoction to the old man. His actions were modest and respectful without any impatience. After the old man took the porcelain bowl and drank it slowly, Zhao Heng patted it gently.  She touched his back and said, "Grandpa, give me three days. After three days, I will tell you the answer. It will be very satisfying."

    Hearing Zhao Heng's answer, Zhao Dingtian couldn't help but let out a long breath. It was a kind of solidity that he could completely rest assured. He knew that Zhao Heng would give him a clear answer, either to delegate power or to take the position. After he put down the medicine bowl gently, he suddenly showed his face.  He smiled and said: "My illness is cured. You don't have to accompany me anymore. Go back to Hengmen. Your brothers and sisters must be waiting for you."

    "Go back and have lunch with Lao Niu and the others at noon tomorrow!"

    Zhao Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled leisurely: "Okay, Grandpa, you should go to bed early too!"

    Looking at Zhao Heng¡¯s tall back as he turned and left, Zhao Dingtian tasted the taste of old age, but there was indescribable relief in his eyes

    Lying on the seat of Army One, Zhao Heng rubbed his tired head, and then opened the screen with his finger. The morning's news was being replayed on it. A religious conference was held at the Huahai Grand Buddha Temple. Almost all famous monks at home and abroad appeared.  , Master Mingyue also appeared on the forum, wearing a mask and being mysterious as always, but his words were full of humor.

    He quoted from many sources and had unique insights, which convinced the hearts of many masters. Zhao Heng looked at Master Mingyue on the screen, but a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He could tell that the masked monk was not Principal Ye, because he was  The skin on the hands in front of him definitely does not belong to a seventy-year-old man. Zhao Hengsheng wanted to be a substitute, but he was surprised who could take over?

    Thoughts all the way, all the way to no avail, finally gave up the idea of ??meditation No matter who the other person is, as long as they can appear in the Buddhist forum openly, it means that they have the approval of Principal Ye. Zhao Heng believes in Principal Ye's vision, so he also believes that now  The person in this body would not be a sinister person. Then, he withdrew his attention and looked at the Hengmen building that was gradually becoming clearer.

    "Young Master Heng!" "Young Master Heng!"

    When Zhao Heng¡¯s motorcade was crossing the Hengmen courtyard, the guards at the door were all slightly startled. It seemed that no one thought that Zhao Heng would come back today, let alone that he would come back so late, so seeing him was arousing.The chaos was like a splashing pan of oil. We hadn't seen it for almost half a year. Everyone was excited. For a moment, the guards were running around telling each other.

    Yue Xiaoxiao, Yu Xuanji, Gong Mingyue and others came out of the inner courtyard like rainbows when they heard the movement, with bright smiles. They kept asking questions around Zhao Heng, and the sounds of warblers and swallows around them immediately became a group, saying  The endless bustle and excitement, as well as the increase in personnel, not only allowed Hengmen to carry out civil engineering renovations, but also purchased 8,000 square feet of surrounding land.

    At this moment, under the illumination of eighteen high-hanging red lanterns, it looks even more luxurious than Bauhinia City.

    "Zhao Heng!"

    When Zhao Heng hugged Yue Xiaoxiao and the others one by one, another crisp and sweet voice came from the noisy and lively scene. Yue Xiaoxiao and the others then became quiet, each of them smiled brightly and said something like  Unable to express his amusement, Zhao Heng was slightly startled. He could hear that it was Ye Shishi calling him, but he was a little surprised by Yue Xiaoxiao's and the others' reactions.

    He followed their gazes and looked sideways, and saw Ye Shishi walking slowly accompanied by Ye Qingcheng. The woman was as glamorous and charming as ever, but the clothes she was wearing were a little less sexy, with a long skirt and short hair.  With a little more dignity, Zhao Heng was first stunned by the change in Ye Shishi's image, and then his eyes fell on her belly covered by her hands.

    High and protruding, full of vitality.

    Zhao Heng¡¯s body stiffened, and then he was ecstatic: ¡°Master, you¡ª¡ª¡±

    "Six months!"

    ??Ye Shishi took two steps forward and hugged Zhao Heng gently: "I have been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back, and give him a name"

    When Zhao Heng was extremely happy to help Master Ye sit down and greet him, at the back door of the Great Buddhist Temple in Huahai, a middle-aged man wearing ordinary clothes was rubbing his head and leaving the deep and dark temple. After he walked down the stairs  , and walked towards a car not far away, but he stopped slightly on the way. He saw a child at a glance.

    A child of about thirteen years old was lying on a bench behind the temple, curled up with a newspaper and meditating. His face was resolute and green, and there was a faint depression between his eyebrows. He didn't know what trouble he had encountered.  Having just come to this temple to sleep in the open, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, then moved his steps and walked up, speaking softly:

    "Little donor, why are you sleeping here?"

    The young man opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw a strange man coming out of the back door, he immediately stood up from his chair and said respectfully: "Hello, Master!"

    "Grandmaster?"

    The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I am just an ordinary monk, why do you call me master?"

    A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he replied politely: "This is the back entrance of the temple. There is no main hall and no scenery. In addition, it is the middle of the night. Everyone who comes in and out is the eunuch of the temple, and the entrance rules of the Great Buddha Temple are particularly special.  It's very strict. After ten o'clock in the evening, children below the second level are not allowed in or out. The most important thing is that you smell of sandalwood!"

    When the middle-aged man looked at the young man with interest, the latter added softly: "This is not the short-term influence of the woody fragrance, but the accumulation of years. It is thick and long-lasting. It will not reach this point in twenty years."  , this conclusion has no scientific basis, it¡¯s just my self-judgment with my sharp nose, combined with the above, it¡¯s not that the master can¡¯t get out of this door!¡±

    Hearing the young man's analysis, the middle-aged man laughed. He did not argue whether the other party's judgment was right or wrong, nor did he point out the flaws in the details. He just cast a calm gaze on the young man and spoke softly: "How could you  Sleeping here? The weather has changed so much. It¡¯s easy to get cold and catch a cold. Did you have a quarrel with your family, so you ran away from home? "

    The young man responded in a low voice: "I am from Jiangjun City. I was knocked unconscious by human traffickers and brought to Huahai. I pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool before escaping today. I originally wanted to call the police, but when I thought about the police officers passing by me countless times while I was begging, I stopped.  I lost the idea of ??seeking their help, as I would be caught again if I was not careful, so I went to the back door of the temple and stayed overnight."

    "I'm going to ask a monk for some travel expenses tomorrow. Monks have kind hearts after all!"

    The young man forced a smile: "At least you will sponsor 180, right?"

    The middle-aged man asked with interest: "What's your name?"

    "Lu Sanqian, from Lujiazhuang!"

    The young man spoke very fluently, and his whole person exuded a sense of intelligence. Logically speaking, he should not tell the truth about his name and address, but for some reason, the middle-aged man in front of him gave him a sense of trust.  So he vaguely told his origin, and the middle-aged man laughed: "Lu Sanqian? Lujiazhuang?"

    He sighed: "Great devil, in the land of the great sage, the master will not deceive me!"

    ? ??Three thousand, you can call me Wang Lin!  "

    The middle-aged man¡¯s voice was soft: ¡°I¡¯ll take you home!¡± He also took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms and put it on the young man¡¯s fair wrist: ¡°I give it to you, may you have a safe life!¡±

    The inheritance is endless,,,,,

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