At least, this is not Zhang Yishan's "integrity".He often sees a little more than ordinary people; What comes to mind is often deeper.He knew he had a better way to show his integrity and bring tangible benefits to this ravaged land and its people.He does not deny that he has ambitions.A man, a man who lives in troubled times, a man who has spent most of his life in blood, if he has no ambition and no ambition, it is too sad.And no one has ever said that Zhang Yishan is pathetic, even if he thinks about it in his heart, I am afraid he has never been.He is one of the most pathetic people in the world.There was a massacre in Kannai.A city, overnight, became a dead city.There are only ghosts, dead ghosts, and living ghosts left in the city.Dead ghosts float in the streets and alleys of the city, and living ghosts smile hideously at the whole of China and the whole world.Truckload after truckload of corpses were transported out of the dead city.One person after another, heard about it, or saw it, this terrible massacre.It is clear in everyone's hearts - there are some people who can be called human because nature is not always right, and he will let things that are not worthy of being human evolve.All of China declared war on Japan.Zhang Yishan is no exception.He hadn't been so angry in a long time.He was no longer a young man, but anger had made him forget his age and all his calculations.All the rest of his sanity will be used on how to win this war.Yes, he had to win.Everyone knows what the price of failure is.No one can afford it, not even the one who usually likes to boast the most.There is no one who does not want to win, because they are still human beings, and they still have compassion and anger in their hearts.The whole country mourned, and the whole country was angry.Qinghe is no exception.In his anger, he could even forget Hou Yuzhi's death for the time being, forget Jiang Yu's death, and forget - forget the fear of their death, the fear of loss.He sorted out his military uniform for Zhang Zheng.He has never been so strong, almost not like a baby held in the palm of Zhang Zheng's hand, but like a responsible man.Outwardly, he is definitely not a man.He's so delicate.But his heart is no weaker than anyone else's.Zhang Zheng knows.Zhang Zheng never felt that he was weak, he was just young.But he always had to grow up, and by this time, he had grown up.His face was still white and smooth, but his eyes were resolute.If you are with a tiger day and night, there will always be a bit of bestiality in your bones.Zhang Zheng looked down at him calmly, admiring his bestiality after years of accumulation.Zhang Zheng began to rejoice, glad that he had taken this seedling to see a dying man, and that he had not kept him in the greenhouse forever.The seedlings in the greenhouse will certainly be vibrant and verdant, but after all, they cannot leave the greenhouse.When the person who built the greenhouse has to leave for various reasons, the greenhouse may be broken into by other people, and they will not be kind enough to let it grow when they see such a young and beautiful plant.And now he doesn't have to worry too much.Seedlings, sometimes with thorns.Zhang Zheng finally spoke: "This war will be very long, and no one knows when it will end."
Maybe a year, maybe 10 years, and it's unlike any previous war. ”Qinghe nodded: "I know." ”"The world is in chaos, your identity is special, you must remember it at all times, don't risk yourself.""
I know.""
For me, you are more important than a division, but you have to remember how many people a division can kill and save at this time."
Qing He blinked, "I know." ”Zhang Zheng pressed his shoulders with both hands and looked at him deeply, as if he still had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it after all.Qing He took the initiative to hug him, his voice was not heavy, but he used all his strength: "Alive, come back!"
”Zhang Zheng hugged him back.See off.I don't know if I will be able to welcome you in the future.Zhang Rui took off the Guanyin around his neck, looked at his father's hand, stuffed it, and said, "When you come back, you will return it to me." ”He paused and said, "Daddy." ”Zhang Sheng pulled his father's hand and refused to let go, he held back his tears.Zhang Zheng leaned over, took Zhang Sheng into his arms, patted his buttocks, and said, "Don't cry, cry and never take you to practice guns again!"
”Zhang Sheng hurriedly covered his mouth.Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand, held the hand of his eldest son, and said solemnly: "Dad promised you to come back and put it on for you." ”Zhang Rui watched his necklace turn into his father's bracelet and said, "A word is a certainty!"
”"It's a deal!"
Susie unexpectedly behaved as a housewife during the night's send-off, and she even had a smile on her face, as if she was not worried about her son's trip to the battlefield from which he might not return, she hugged Zhang Zheng and wished him a triumphant return from the Tartars.Zhang Yishan put his hands behind his back and wanted to pace back and forth anxiously, but he couldn't.In front of everyone's eyes, he must show more confidence than everyone else, he must believe in Zhang Zheng, no matter how strong the enemy army is, no matter how critical the situation is, he must be as strong as a rock.Zhang Yishan patted Zhang Zheng's shoulder and said loudly: "Son, it's time for you to give Lao Tzu a long face!"
”Zhang Zheng put down his son, touched his military boots, and let out a "bang!"
in the quiet and frightening courtyard. ”After a long time, he saluted his father and Zhang Yishan with a military salute.Zhang Yishan returned a military salute!
Xi said: "Zheng'er, brother wishes you an early victory!"
”Changshun rubbed the corner of his eyes rudely, "Fuck!
If only I could protect you!
”Chun'er, Ying'er and other big and small maids all had red eyes, and a few even hugged each other and cried quietly.Zhang Zheng took one last look at Qing He.Qing He was also looking at him.Come back alive.Come back alive!
Zhang Zheng no longer stayed, the army was waiting for him, the hem of the cloak fluttered up with his turn, Zhang Sheng raised his hand, the fabric touched his palm, and the next moment, Zhang Sheng closed his hand, but the cloak was gone.Disappear into the night.No one moved.No one wanted to move.Zhang Sheng's hand was still raised in the air.Zhang Rui coldly suppressed his brother's already cold hand, pulled him, and walked towards the inner courtyard.Everyone moved.Zhang Yishan and a group of staff officers, generals, and officers entered the study, Zhang Zheng is a general, and he is a handsome.The mission of the general is to lead the troops to fight, and the mission of the commander is to make overall arrangements.He is Zhang Zheng's father and his marshal, and he will provide Zhang Zheng with all the personnel, supplies, and guns he needs, and Zhang Zheng will never let him down.What Zhang Zheng will bring him is victory after battle!
That's his son, and he won't be taught to be disappointed!
Qing He didn't know how he got back to the room, and how he lay on the bed.He forgot that he should comfort his wife, Zhang Zheng's mother, and forgot that he should accompany Zhang Rui and Zhang Sheng, they may be afraid.However, when one person is in fear even with himself, how can he comfort another?
He didn't think about anything.In front of him, there was no spectacular scene of millions of soldiers gathering under the whistle, and he couldn't even remember what color Zhang Zheng's military uniform was for a while.White, black, yellow, or even red, it doesn't matter.He just lay quietly on the bed.Someone covered him with a quilt.It's not cold anymore, he shouldn't be cold.He knew he was shaking.But that's just knowing.It doesn't matter either.Maybe a year, maybe ten years.No one knows how long this war will last.Zhang Yishan, who has been in the limelight for many years, will send his only son to the battlefield, and he will definitely not be without perfect preparations, Qinghe tried his best to convince himself, it was just time.He was also an excellent general......
His army is the most elite of the Feng lineage, and after two years of harsh training and large and small wars, it must be very strong in combat.Perhaps, in the middle of the two battles, he will go home and have a look.After all, his children are young and need a father......
And he, too, needs him.Qinghe thought that he had grown up, and he was different from the "little soil bun" who had never seen the world five or six years ago.But he was wrong.Miss by a mile.He still needs Zhang Zheng to give him confidence.Yes, confidence.Qing He curled up under the soft quilt.He hugged himself and slowly fell asleep.Love is not like a silk flower climbing on him, not having the courage to absorb strength in him.At least, it's not his love.His love is giving, dedication, and being willing to become a better person for the sake of each other.When the tree encounters a strong wind, the silk flower twists it tighter and tighter, and when it falls, some of the silk flowers will die with it, and some will find another host.No matter how the silk flower chooses, the tree dies after all, in the wind and rain.Qinghe is reluctant to be a silk flower.Maybe he used to be, standing alone, lonely.It has been redeemed, it has never thought of it, there is a bitter and sweet life, it looks curiously at the sun in the sky, looks at the raindrops in front of it, the canopy of the tree protects it from the rain, the tree body shelters it from the wind, it feels this wonderful world, sings happily when it is happy, and shrinks into the arms of the tree when it is painful.How could it watch the tree fall?
A fallen tree will lose its life, its pride, and its dignity.The silk flower could not stop the wind and the rain, it was too weak, and a weak gust of wind could roll it up without a tree.But Qinghe is not a silk flower.Of course, he can't stop the wind and rain, but he won't wring around the tree.He is willing to wait, waiting for Zhang Zheng to triumph - yes, not to come back alive, but to triumph.He realized that the tree that lost its pride probably did not want to continue to live, and that people must always have their own pride, dignity, or backbone to live.When Zhang Zheng triumphed, he was still young and still full of love.The difference is that at that time, he will calmly hug Zhang Zheng in front of everyone, and tell him in front of everyone, how happy I am for you to come back, I am proud of you!
He also wanted Zhang Zheng to be proud of him.He will dig his roots into the earth, absorb nutrients, and thrive.He will let Zhang Zheng have no worries, let his army and even the entire Feng army have sufficient supplies, and let his officers and soldiers never have to worry about military salaries and not worry about their parents, wives and children in their hometown.No matter how many years this war lasts, he will wait for Zhang Zheng, but he will not wait for nothing, he will give everything he can for Zhang Zheng, and do his best to give him everything he needs.He wanted Zhang Zheng to know that no matter how difficult the war was, he was still in Fengtian's home.Qing He fell asleep.He slept on the left side of the bed, the large bed half empty, waiting for another owner.His breath still lingered in this room, and Qing He felt it in his sleep, and his frowning eyebrows expanded.This is their home.Zhang Zheng will fight bloody battles on the battlefield, and will face fierce and brutal and inhuman enemies, as for him, all he has to do is to wait for Zhang Zheng to come back while growing.In this home where there are traces of Zhang Zheng everywhere.He didn't need to be afraid.Ying'er walked in lightly, and glanced at the bed, Young Master Qinghe's head was hidden under the quilt, I don't know if he was crying......
Da Shao told before leaving, if Young Master Qinghe lost even a little weight when he came back next time, she was the only one who asked.Ying'er thought that she could urge Young Master Qinghe to eat well, but her heart was not something she could solve.She sighed, turned off the light, and walked out silently.Chapter 94 The red armor and black armor were far away, and hundreds of thousands of troops spread out on the endless plain, and the murderous aura frightened all the birds and beasts within a radius of ten miles.The general of the black army slowly pointed to the sky with one hand.Behind him, an arrow with a heavy light "boomed", passed through the ocean of black armor, and rushed towards the red army.One arrow is followed by countless arrows.The black general's arm slammed down, and he held a strangely shaped long sword, and rushed towards the enemy line with a long roar.Thousands of black armor follow him forward!
The sound of fighting spreads across the plains!
Qing He watched as red and black blended, blood stained the earth and sky red, and the black-clothed general rushed into the enemy formation, he was not immersed in endless killing.Hundreds of ironclad cavalry were like spears pointing straight to the heart, swept into the enemy line like a storm, and rushed towards the red general!
Qing He's pupils shrank suddenly.Although there are tens of millions of people, I will also go!
What a bold thing that is.He was even more nervous, he didn't know who the black-clothed general was and who the red-clothed general was, and he was nervous about this magnificent battle, and he was also ......
Nervous for the blacks.Hundreds of thousands of people were fighting, but he led a few hundred people to break into the enemy's hinterland, brave and brave, but really after careful consideration?
In the red-clad army, which was hundreds of times his size, he could still survive.Qinghe felt that he couldn't.With such a huge disparity in strength, how could he survive?
Even so, he still didn't look at it for a moment, he saw the bloodied black general cut down the banner next to the red general with a sword, and saw him fight with the red general, while the other black-armored cavalry protected him and did not let any of the red soldiers approach.The red will fall with a bang!
If it weren't for the fact that there was no movement in his body, Qing He really wanted to cheer for him.The black-armored cavalry and their captives tried to break out of the red-clad army to join the blacks, but the Reds became more and more fearless of death, and rushed to the iron cavalry, which now had only 100 men left.The black armor was like an island in the red armor, and the red armor was the ocean that was about to flood them."
Kill Kill Kill ————!!!"
Someone in the black armor let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the morale of the black-clothed army was greatly boosted, and thousands of elite cavalry broke into the red-clothed army and went straight towards the black general.The black general and the soldiers around him were in high spirits and killed them.The two armies converge!
The general's black armor was stained red with blood, and his face was covered with blood, and his face was blurred.And the enemy doesn't need to see his face clearly, he just needs to see his eyes and his heart will break!
He is like a god of slaughter.The black general brought the captives back to his army, and in the distance, most of the black-armored elite who went to his rescue were killed and wounded, and the red-clad soldiers viciously bit the last cavalry, tearing them down and eating them!
The black general roared, his eyes splitting.Kill Kill !!!!!
His gaze crossed the beacon fire and the blood reflecting the red sky, and looked into the void - Qing He was startled in his heart, and suddenly came to his senses, sweating profusely, and his bedclothes were so wet that he could wring out water.He pressed his heart and sat down on the bed, gasping for breath.Is this a dream?
Not a dream, how could he "wake up"?
But if it's a dream......
Qing He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, if it was a dream, it would be too real.Black armor, red armor, arrows, fighting......
And those bloodshot eyes."
Ying'er!
Ying'er!
”Ying'er hurriedly came over: "Young master, what's wrong?"
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”She was shocked: "You have a nightmare?
Why did you sweat so much?
”Qing He shook his head to show that it was okay, and said, "You go, bring the letter from Da Shao." ”The letter was not far away, it was on the bookcase, and he read it countless times before going to bed, cherishing it and reading it word by word.Although it was not far away, Qinghe didn't have the strength to get out of bed, and then walked to the bookcase, the dream made him collapse, and he didn't have any strength in his body.Ying'er hurriedly took the letter.Qing He clutched the letter, like a life-saving straw.Ying'er wanted to make him happy: "Da Shao is really powerful, he made the Japanese suffer two big defeats in just three months."
I've never seen the handsome man so happy, and he said that the tiger father has no dog. ”Qing He silently stared at the flamboyant handwriting on the letterhead, and in the letter to him, Zhang Zheng never mentioned how the battlefield was and how the war was.His letter was short and simple, but a few words about the little things he encountered, and a simpler sentence of "eat well".Three months, a letter of less than 100 words.Qinghe folded the letter and put it under the pillow.Ying'er mixed a glass of warm honey water and whispered, "Drink some water." ”After drinking water, Qinghe lay on the bed tiredly, Ying'er went out, and he didn't want to close his eyes.Zhang Yishan rarely talks about the war at home, and Susie does not have to know her son's movements all the time to feel at ease, she and Zhang Yishan have been married for many years, and they have long learned not to listen, not to ask, and not to watch.Of course, Qinghe is not good to ask Zhang Yishan how the war is and how Zhang Zheng is on weekdays.For three months, he devoted all his energy to business, some of which were difficult to do due to the war, but correspondingly, there were always others that were developing well.This letter, which had been waiting for too long, caused huge waves in his heart.But he will not change his decision because of this, Zhang Zheng has his battlefield, and he also has his own things to do.No matter what the era, as long as war breaks out, people's demand for food tends to be sick.The nationwide war came so suddenly that no one could have foretold it, so that even the most prescient merchants had no time to hoard food.Some people believe that war will not break out, because once it starts, it will really destroy the country; There are also people who believe that the war will not come so early, and that the peace in the northeast and the whole country will last for at least ten years.Even Zhang Yishan didn't expect Japan to be so crazy.Even when he was a small soldier, he knew that war was not fought like this, and they actually slaughtered a city alive!
When he first heard the news, Zhang Yishan's eyes widened in disbelief and shouted, "You read that right?
”Under the blood feud of hundreds of thousands of compatriots, even the most treacherous warlords will not stand idly by at this time, but no one with a little blood will be indifferent to this.Hundreds of thousands of people who swallowed their anger poured into the barracks to fight to defend their lives and the lives of their loved ones!
In such a situation of undying war, merchants with a little foresight began to stock up on grain.Liu Qingshan, the president of the Northeast Chamber of Commerce and Liu Yao's father, held a meeting to exhort everyone not to raise grain prices, to be a businessman, to speak of conscience, and not to make a fortune in the country.Qing He was in his position, watching the performance of the members of the Chamber of Commerce coldly.There are few people who should make peace, and there are many silences.Liu Qingshan's face was heavy, he knew that in the face of huge interests, very few people would restrain themselves because of the word "morality".At that time, the fundamental reason for the establishment of the chamber of commerce was to ensure that the merchants who joined the chamber could do better trading, and now that it is the opposite, he knows how these people who have to squeeze three catties of oil for one pound of beans will react to this."
Ladies and gentlemen, some of us were born and grew up in the Northeast, and some of us couldn't survive in the Guanli and came to the Kanto region with great hardship.This land has fed us, fed our wives and children, and we can have today, one is to rely on our own lives to work, work hard, and earn hard money; The second is to rely on the help of my fathers and fellow villagers, who believe in us.People, you have to speak of conscience. ”Liu Qingshan spoke bitterly, but no one responded.It's not that they don't have a conscience, it's just that sometimes their conscience can't be used as food.No one objected, because everyone knew what Qing He's identity was, and he said in front of him that he was going to hoard Juqi, isn't it fatal?
!
Qing He seemed to have unintentionally placed his hand on the table, and behind him, Wang Yongze, who was dressed in military uniform, suddenly pulled out his pistol and slapped it on the table!
The crowd trembled.Liu Qingshan was silent.Qing He looked at the cold pistol on the table, smiled lightly, and said, "Zi Ran is a junior, and there are some things that should not be said by me, but today I have to say it." ”He got up leisurely and said softly: "Everyone, when the national disaster is at the head, you are also seven-foot men, but you only think about how to make a fortune in the country, is it really a big husband's doing?"
”The gentler Qinghe is, the more apprehensive they are in their hearts.Qing He left his position, and he paced slowly, behind everyone.Wherever he went, the people in front of him felt chills run in the back of their heads.Qinghe said unhurriedly: "Boss Song, I heard that your father was beaten to death by a bully on the way to the east of the country, right?"
”Boss Song clenched his fists, "I don't want to mention my father's affairs." ”"Of course you don't want to mention it, I heard that he died a miserable death, there was no good meat on his body, he couldn't even say a coherent sentence, and he cried out in pain."
Boss Song's eyes were red, and he took the case: "Boss Zhang, you have something to say, don't involve my father!"
”Qing He met his resentful gaze and said lightly: "Please think about it, if you really hoard grain and sell it at a high price, then what is the difference between you and the bully who killed your father?"
”Boss Song said angrily: "I-" "Is it more important to beat people to death than to starve to death?"
”Qinghe asked.Boss Song closed his mouth and sat down angrily.The faces of the others were even more ugly, and they had already realized that this Zhang Ziran intended to use morality to make them bow their heads, but unlike Liu Qingshan, Zhang Ziran was probably more aware of the experience of each of them, knew where their weaknesses were, and knew how to make them submit.Sure enough, Qing He turned behind another person."
Boss Yang, I have always respected you, not only because you started from scratch and made the business big, but also because you are kind and charitable.I heard that in your hometown, there are even people who have received your favor to erect an immortal tablet for you?
”Qinghe exclaimed: "Not everyone can have this honor.But if they know that you are using this kind of money to do good deeds, do they know whether they will praise you for your good fortune or be dumbfounded?
”Boss Yang had a wry smile on his face.He is a person with a good face, and if a person has a bad face, I am afraid it will be difficult to do so many thankless things.He enjoys the respect of others, especially those who once looked down on him, and if he loses this respect, it is better to let him go back to the old days.Boss Yang knows that this person is not talking.In his capacity, with just one sentence, the county magistrate of their county would immediately go and inform the village chief and ask him to go door to door to tell everyone about it.Boss Yang can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't want to bet.He sighed dejectedly.The members of the Northeast Chamber of Commerce are not only these people who are present today, but some of them have not come at all, and Qinghe has not told everyone's thoughts all over again, he understands this truth.Qinghe walked to the other end of the long table, and Liu Qingshan, who was in the first place, said calmly: "I have said everything that should be said, I don't know what the bosses think."
Before making a fortune, you should also think about how you will deal with yourself after the victory of the war in the future.Will the people let you go?
”The house was silent.After a long time, an elderly businessman coughed twice, stood up tremblingly on the table, and said tremblingly: "Ziran, don't worry, everyone here is a businessman who is dutiful, and no one will go to those unconscionable things." ”He has a high prestige among everyone, and sometimes his speech is more effective than Liu Qingshan, and Qinghe did not mention him before, the old man gave everyone present a step down.“…… Father!
”His son called him urgently, his face full of chagrin, but as soon as he spoke, it was all a foregone conclusion.The old man sat down and closed his eyes.One after another, people spoke out in response.In the end, everyone made a promise that they would never take advantage of the war to hoard grain, and that they would definitely stabilize the price of grain in Northeast China.The general trend has gone, even if you don't want to, no one dares to blatantly contradict, people are animals who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and know what to do to be better for themselves when danger comes.Liu Qingshan and Qinghe looked at each other and smiled.Qing He seemed calm, but he let out a heavy breath in his heart.These people are not ordinary businessmen, but a group of people who have the most resources in the northeast territory, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they can be described as having hands and eyes, and in some respects they are even faster than the government and Zhang Yishan.They were able to agree, even if it was only verbally, not to hoard grain, and Qinghe was already satisfied.Even if there must be a lot of accidents in the future, he is ready to solve them.When Zhang Yishan's foundation was not stable, there was a huge amount of funding, and with such a capable businessman, he didn't need to care too much about the chamber of commerce, and their head of the family did not attend, but only sent a small character over.This little character is only one year older than Qinghe, and he has been silently watching the whole meeting, he deliberately stayed, and when the others were almost gone, he gently patted his palm a few times.Qing He smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, don't laugh at me." ”Qiao Xingzhi curled his lips and smiled: "I'm celebrating your achievements." ”Qiao Xingzhi was wearing a moon-white silk shirt, and his facial features were mediocre, but it was unforgettable.What people remember is not his appearance, but his temperament, like the bright moon in the sky, which makes people fascinated, like a drunken spring breeze.He is not like the son of a merchant, but more like the heir of a scholarly family.However, as far as Qinghe knows, the Qiao family is different from ordinary merchant families, their ancestors have had two prime ministers, six champions, and countless flowers.Qinghe said: "I wanted to tell you earlier, who knew that there was no chance." ”"Tell me what?
The gun?
”Qiao Xingzhi said lightly: "I did have some surprises, but I can understand it."
In this troubled world, the means are not heavy, and the order is not good. ”Qinghe stood up: "Don't talk about this, it's rare for you to come to Fengtian once, come back to Shuaifu with me, right?"
Madame hasn't seen you for so long, and misses you very much. ”Qiao Xingzhi: "Dare to disobey your fate?
”Speaking of which, if it weren't for a master in Harbin who ruled that Qiao Xingzhi couldn't worship someone who was too murderous, Zhang Yishan's godson would be more than just Qinghe.Qiao Xingzhi's life experience is diametrically opposed to Qinghe, he was born in a family of giant businessmen, his father is a well-known businessman in the world, his mother is a lady from a famous family, and his grandfather is an important minister of the Qing court, a powerful minister praised even by foreigners, and a loyal minister who was martyred when the Qing court collapsed.He is a true son of heaven.In the troubled times, his family was the object of competition from all forces, and he himself grew up in the eyes of everyone.However, Qiao Xingzhi himself has never been arrogant.He was humble, peaceful, kind, intelligent and compassionate.The longer the contact, the more ashamed Qinghe becomes.His hands will be stained with more and more blood, and Qiao Xingzhi will always be the glorious Qiao Xingzhi.Chapter 95: Wang Yuan finally returned to Mukden.Qing He saw that his face was much better than when he left, and he was also happy for him.When Wang Yuan was in Shandong, he didn't listen to the world's affairs, and when he came back, he heard that Hou Yuzhi died in childbirth, and sighed: "I didn't believe in fate before, but now I don't dare to disbelieve it." ”Qinghe shook his head: "You don't have to believe it. ”"How is Zhongyuan?
I want to go see him. ”"He quit his position at the company and stayed at home to take care of his children."
Wang Yuan was even more surprised: "I didn't expect so many things to happen in just a few months." ”He was silent for a moment and said, "But I can understand, to be honest, if it weren't for the adjustment in the past few months, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had the intention of doing anything at all." ”Qinghe said: "The pottery company is not only his hard work, but also the hard work of Sister Yuzhi, if she knows about it, I am afraid she will not approve of Du Zhongyuan to leave it alone."
Wang Yuan, I want you to persuade him that as long as he is willing to come back, the position of general manager is still his. ”Wang Yuan nodded: "I will persuade him, but if he really doesn't want to come back, I can't do anything." ”After Wang Yuan left the marshal's mansion, Min Zijing came.He hesitated and asked, "I heard that the young marshal fought an encounter with the Japanese army a few days ago and suffered heavy damage. ”Qing He's hand holding the tea cup was very steady, and he nodded and said, "A lot of people died." ”Min Zijing lowered his head, crossed his fingers, and didn't know how to speak.Qing He said lightly: "If you want to ask Hou Xiao if he is safe, just ask directly, why bother." ”"I didn't swallow," Min Zijing retorted: "I just ......"
Qinghe said bluntly: "Don't worry, he's fine."
He is Zhang Zheng's bodyguard, if something happens to him, I will definitely know. ”Min Zijing was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "I think you are different from before." ”Qing He didn't seem to hear this.The loss of manpower and material resources caused by war is unimaginable to ordinary people.Qing He had never thought about it before, and he didn't dare to think about it, but now that he was in the center of the whirlpool, watching the savings of the three eastern provinces for more than ten years drain like a flood pouring down from the floodgates, he only felt his heart pounding.He once swore in his heart that all the soldiers who died fighting for the Northeast and for the Zhang clan would be well cared for by their families, and their heroic souls would rest in peace; And all the soldiers who are fighting bloody battles will not be without food, clothing, and salaries.However, the reality told him in a hideous posture that it was easier said than done to do this.Resources are limited, and there are half a million troops in the northeast, and there are countless battlefields.He can only make money more desperately.Fengtian is the old nest of the Zhang family, Zhang Yishan has been operating here for decades, deep-rooted, the people in the city are not afraid, except for the many fewer men, everything is as usual, but the people who come from all directions make Fengtian City crowded.Every day, a rumbling cannon was heard in the distance.It only took a short time for the people to flee from scattering to becoming accustomed to it.The second master was never afraid from the beginning.In his life, he has never been afraid of anything.It was his stupid son, who had an expression of almost crying before leaving, he just gently scolded a man for not flicking if he had tears, and the stupid son saved him from crying."
Dad, what are you going to do when I'm gone!
I'm not at ease when you're home alone-" The second master interrupted him: "You don't want to go to the battlefield yourself, don't use me as a raft." ”The stupid son let go of him and sniffled with red eyes: "I'm not afraid, Dad, I'm not afraid of war."
I'm afraid that I won't be able to come back, and if I can't come back, what will you do in the future?
You don't make money, you spend a lot, and without me, what will you do when you're old. ”The second master was silent for a long time, he was swallowing his anger in his stomach, and finally squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth for a while: "If you're afraid, you'll come back alive!"
He admits that he was a little moved, but only a little.If you take a silly boy's words seriously, he won't be him.What's more, this stupid boy was pulled out of the beggar's heap, and he was grateful to him for repaying him for his righteousness.The second master thought calmly, and he didn't remember that he just threw a few pieces of broken silver on this stupid boy's head, and threw a sentence Look at your pity and I will accept you as a son, and the stupid son will take care of him for more than ten years after that.For the second master, this silly boy is a small spice in life, after all, his way of making a living is different from others, it is easy to attract death, and the pressure is too great.If there is no simple and stupid person by his side to serve him wholeheartedly, life will be too boring.