Liu Zhihui was a little uncomfortable, this Zhang Jinghui had some flattering meaning, and I didn't know if it was true or false.
"Mr.
Zhang, I'm one of your guards now, don't be so polite, if you're so polite, I'm really not polite."
Liu Zhihui said in a sentence, there were several more politeness, Rao is Zhang Jinghui, and he also smiled, and then smiled, "Little Brother Liu, you're really welcome, I know that you are a guard now, but because you are a guard, you have to eat better, don't you?"
"Are your other guards also like this" Liu Zhihui rolled his eyes, this is obviously a difference between good and bad, originally thought, follow Zhang Jinghui, just look at him, but as a result, he was beaten down by Zhang Jinghui's set of sugar-coated cannonballs, he almost fainted, after waking up, he always felt that Zhang Jinghui was not reliable, if it was reliable, why would he treat him like this sugar-coated cannonball, is he really young and ignorant "It's not, Little Brother Liu is special after all."
Zhang Jinghui smiled, but he didn't care at all, he had lived for so many years, to put it mildly, even if he died now, there was nothing to regret, and he had nothing to be afraid of.
Zhou Weiguo's words really stirred up his memories of his early years.
Zhang Zuolin was still very good to him, he hit it off at first sight, and later became a brother. has always been loyal to Zhang Zuolin.
Zhang Zuolin's death made him very confused.
Zhang Zuolin died, and what to do with the three eastern provinces was handed over to Zhang Xueliang, but it turned out that after the three eastern provinces were handed over to Zhang Xueliang, they soon fell into the hands of the Japanese.
What should he do to follow Zhang Xueliang to Guannei, he has to guard this land, at the beginning, they also worked hard to fight it The land that his ancestors had cut down from thorns and thorns was given to the Japanese like this, and he was not reconciled.
How can you be willing?
Zhang Zuolin was killed by a Japanese plane This is the land of China, how really, how willingly But in the face of strength, the situation is like this, he had to bow his head again, and became a lackey of the Japanese, so he still buried Zhang Zuolin and found Zhang Zuolin's nephew to carry the flag But now, after many years of low eyebrows, he finally has the opportunity to overturn the Japanese, how could he not agree Liu Zhihui naturally didn't know what Zhang Jinghui was doing, but he felt that this old man was a little weird, and it made people feel untrustworthy, so he frowned and said, "No special treatment, I am now one of your guards, not only to protect you, but also to look at you, don't play tricks." ” Zhang Jinghui shook his head helplessly, for him, Liu Zhihui is already the age of his grandchildren, he is seventy-one years old this year, what else can't be seen Although, he also wants to spend his old age in peace, "You come with me." ” Zhang Jinghui stood up and walked ahead.
Liu Zhihui frowned and followed behind, in his hand, the bullet was already loaded, if Zhang Jinghui had any tricks, he would shoot directly, even if it alarmed the Japanese.
Such a well-known "traitor", if he is killed, will only be considered to be the hand of the anti-log soldiers, and he will never think that it is the independent division that has come here.
Zhang Jinghui was also helpless, slowly walked up the stairs, then opened a room door and glanced back at Liu Zhihui.
Liu Zhihui raised his eyebrows, he didn't understand what Zhang Jinghui wanted to take him for, but he still followed Zhang Jinghui into the room, and as a result, he saw a tablet and opened his eyes wide, it was actually Zhang Zuolin's.
"This tablet, in the year when the rain pavilion was gone, I asked people to make it."
Zhang Jinghui looked at the spiritual position, "Most of the brothers who worship the son have refused the invitation of the Japanese. ” Liu Zhihui frowned, listening to Zhang Jinghui's self-report, in his opinion, this is still a big traitor who can't escape.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to show that I am sincere in cooperating with you this time."
Zhang Jinghui smiled, and then sat on a chair next to him, looking at Liu Zhihui.
Liu Zhihui continued to frown, and also sat on the chair next to him, for Zhang Zuolin, he only knew that he was the king of the Northeast before, and then died after the Huanggutun incident.
After his death, his son inherited his position, and as a result, the 918 Incident occurred, and the Northeast Army almost lost the Northeast without firing a shot.
Of course, this is Liu Zhihui's understanding.
After coming to Xinjing, Zhou Weiguo also told him many things.
For example, why the Northeast Army behaved like this at that time, you must know that in the wars of the past few years, the performance of the Northeast Army was very eye-catching.
At that time, the Northeast Army was mainly composed of three parts, one was Zhang Zuolin's old subordinates, that is, the old Feng Army, and the other was the Green Forest Force that Zhang Zuolin absorbed.
By the time Zhang Xueliang arrived, there were not many people left in the new army.
One meaning is that no one wants to lose their territory to the Japanese if possible.
But there is a saying, no one wants to be a traitor if they can.
Liu Zhihui disagrees with this sentence, because this sentence is probably only suitable for the people at the bottom.
Because people with a little bit of status will consider their future interests and choose the object of allegiance.
He is still suspicious of Zhang Jinghui, even if Zhang Jinghui's current performance seems to be whitewashing.
After all, he and Zhang Jinghui should just be passers-by.
Zhang Jinghui knows very well that people like him are undoubtedly traitors, but he still hopes that one day, he will be able to stop working under the Japanese, and even avenge several of his sworn brothers.
He was seventy years old, half a foot in the coffin, and there was nothing he couldn't see.
Liu Zhihui thought about it, but still spoke, "My brother believes in you because he didn't have a choice."
I don't believe you, but I'm still here for my brother's plan.
No matter what you think, in the coming days, you listen to our arrangements well, otherwise, I will jump on you sooner or later. ” Zhang Jinghui shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Okay." ” The next day, Zhang Jinghui received instructions from Zhou Weiguo to find an opportunity to meet with the overhead of the Xinjing Police Station, after all, it would be much more reasonable for the prime minister to contact the director of the police station.
It's just that the director of this police station has always been picked up by someone whom the Japanese trust a lot, at least on the surface, they are all big traitors.
Zhang Jinghui didn't think that there would be any result of this appointment, after all, he couldn't say from the beginning, do you want to be anti-Japanese, I want you to make anti-Japanese such words.
Not to mention, these people are all pro-Japanese and young people
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