Chen Zikun knew very well what kind of person Marshal Wu was.
During the May Fourth Movement, he issued numerous messages to support the student movement.
After taking power after the Zhijiang-Anhui War, he even shouted extremely progressive slogans such as "labor is sacred" and "national self-determination".
After they came out, the workers on Jinghan Road organized a trade union, which was something Wu Peifu had promised.
But the workers took it seriously, but Chen Zikun didn't.
Because he knew very well that the commander-in-chief made these actions only for political considerations, including the classics collected in the commander-in-chief's study, including anarchist books and Marxist books, all just for the purpose of learning two things.
It's just a fashionable term to cater to the public.
On the surface, Marshal Wu is an enlightened general and progressive soldier, but in his heart he is an out-and-out moral defender, an old scholar, and an old Taoist scholar.
His mind is filled with the Wuchang and Eight Virtues, propriety, justice, integrity, and shame.
This set of things can deceive others.
Not Chen Zikun, because he had studied behind closed doors in the Marshal's study for three days, and had read Wu Peifu's handwritten annotations in those books.
Chen Zikun made the right bet.
If he had answered any foreign works, his future would have ended here.
However, when he mentioned Zeng Wenzhenggong's family letters, the effect was naturally very different.
There were three people that Marshal Wu admired the most, Yue Fei, Qi Jiguang, and Zeng Guofan.
The first two eras It was a long time ago, but Zeng Wenzhenggong was a figure in the former Qing Dynasty.
Not so far ago, there was even a portrait of Zeng Guofan hanging high in the main hall of the inspection mission.
Marshal Wu often imitated Zeng Wenzhenggong's words and deeds.
Chen Zikun Such an answer naturally made him very satisfied.
Wu Peifu's heart suddenly returned to his stomach, and his face looked much better, "Zikun, what do you have to say about today's events."
Wu Peifu was in a slightly better mood, and wanted to give Chen Zikun a step down.
"Come back, Marshal, I let Zhao Dahai run away."
Chen Zikun is a tough guy and doesn't deny it at all.
Wu Peifu's pupils shrank slightly.
He was not surprised by Chen Zikun's answer, nor was he angry.
Instead, he was a little relieved.
It was rare for this kid to be loyal to him and not hide what he did.
"Oh, then why did you let him go?
Didn't you know that he was the main instigator of the strike?"
Wu Peifu said calmly, flipping through a book on the table, but his mind was not on the book at all.
Chen Zikun said loudly: "Commander, to be honest, Zhao Dahai is my sworn brother.
We have sworn to live and die together.
I really can't bear to have him shot, so I came up with this strategy.
One person does the work and the other takes responsibility.
Please call the commander in chief."
Punishment.”
Wu Peifu snorted, stood up, walked a few steps in the room with his hands behind his back, and said, "Just kneel here."
After that, he lifted the door curtain and left.
Chen Zikun knelt in the study until dawn.
A disaster was averted in such an understatement.
The military court trial that Chen Zikun expected did not appear.
Kneeling for a night was regarded as punishment, but the matter never stopped there.
The old calendar year is getting closer and closer, the Beijing-Hankou Railway strike has been suppressed with force, and the railway has been restored to normal.
Wu Peifu was in a good mood and invited his chief staff member Bai Jianwu to play chess, drink and enjoy the snow in the garden.
Bai Jianwu observed the words and expressions, and saw a trace of worry on Marshal Wu's eyebrows, so he said: "What's on your mind, Marshal, you might as well express it quickly."
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Wu Peifu did not hide anything from him, and told Chen Zikun privately about letting the red elements go.
Bai Jianwu laughed loudly and said: "Commander Yu, why should you worry too much?
Isn't this a living Huarong Taoism?"
The words awakened the dreamer.
Wu Peifu was naturally familiar with the allusions of Huarong Dao.
Guan Yun had long righteousness and Bo Yuntian secretly let Cao Mengde go during the Battle of Chibi.
However, this incident not only did not damage Guan Gong's reputation at all, but further demonstrated his loyalty.
"You can rest assured that Yu Shuai will use such a kind and righteous person.
On the contrary, it is those young people who have turned their backs and are ruthless, who need to be careful."
Bai Jianwu chuckled.
Wu Peifu raised his eyebrows, his gloomy and unhappy expression swept away, and said, "Jianwu knows my heart well."
Bai Jianwu added: "However, this guy still needs some experience."
"How to gain experience?"
Wu Peifu was a little confused.
Chen Zikun had served as the lowest level soldier and had studied abroad.
Could it be that he didn't have enough experience?
Bai Jianwu said: "It needs to polish off some edges before it can be used effectively."
"Isn't serving in the staff office not an experience?"
"The staff office is far from adequate."
"That"
Bai Jianwu smiled calmly and said three words: "Department of the Army."
Wu Peifu clapped his hands and laughed.
The Ministry of War is a good place to hone young people.
It is full of old academics and high-minded overseas students.
Military and political affairs are not in their turn.
Apart from drinking tea and reading newspapers every day, they only do The intrigue was over, so it was a suitable place to send Chen Zikun to sit in the office for a few days to temper his temper.
Therefore, before Chen Zikun could sit down in the staff office, he was sent to the Army Ministry with a transfer order.
It happened that the old calendar year was coming soon, and Wu Peifu allowed him a month's leave and set off on his way north ten days in advance. road.
Returning to Beijing, Chen Zikun stood at the entrance of the Zhengyangmen West Station on Jinghan Road, which was crowded with people.
He was filled with emotions.
When he first arrived in Beijing four years ago, he was still a dazed young man wearing an old sheepskin coat with a sharp knife.
Now, now As time went by, he was already a dignified army colonel.
After walking out of the gate, a group of rickshaw drivers immediately came over and greeted enthusiastically: "Sir, do you want a car?
My car is clean."
Chen Zikun glanced at them with a smile, pointed at a young man wearing a "Purple Light" hat and said, "It's you."
The young man showed his white teeth and smiled proudly: "Sir, you have really good eyesight.
The car from our Ziguang Depot is the number one in Beijing."
Chen Zikun smiled and said nothing, followed the coachman into the car, and said: "The hair alley inside Xuanwumen."
The driver pulled up the rickshaw, swung his legs and started running.
As he ran, he struck up a conversation: "Sir, are you visiting relatives or friends?"
Chen Zikun smiled but did not answer.
When he arrived at the entrance of the alley, the driver asked: "Which house are you planning to go to?
Do you know the house number?"
Chen Zikun said: "Keep going."
"Just go ahead and you'll reach our depot."
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The young man muttered and continued to pull forward.
When he arrived at the entrance of Ziguang Depot, Chen Zikun stopped the rickshaw, took out a small yang and threw it over, picked up his suitcase and walked through the gate with his head held high.
Xue Baoqing was standing in the yard, wiping the car with a clean towel in his hand.
Suddenly he heard the sound of riding boots hitting the ground.
He quickly put on a smile and prepared to deal with it, but he didn't know that what he saw was a familiar face.
Da Kunzi was wearing a straight woolen military uniform and shiny high riding boots.
He was holding a coat in one hand and a suitcase in the other, looking at himself with a smile.
Bao Qing was stunned for a moment, then threw away the towel and walked forward quickly: "Da Kunzi" "Baoqing."
Chen Zikun put down his suitcase and hugged Baoqing.
Xing'er came out of the inner courtyard with a sewing basket.
When she saw this scene, her nose turned sour and tears came down: "Da Kunzi, you are back."
The coachman who pulled Chen Zikun just now stood at the door, dumbfounded.
This officer turned out to be an old acquaintance of the shopkeeper.
It happened that Wang Dongliang pulled the cart in, and the cart driver pulled him and said, "Brother Wang, who is that?"
"You don't even know this, he is our big boss."
Wang Dongliang said.
"It turns out to be Boss Chen."
The little coachman was really dumbfounded this time.
He held the small coin and muttered to himself: "I have to keep this money."
When Chen Zikun left, he was still a small second lieutenant in the army, but now he is a high-ranking colonel.
He can be said to have returned home in glory.
The city of Beijing has been relatively peaceful in the past two years.
During last year's Zhili-Fengtian War, the rumble of artillery could be heard in the city, and every household was frightened.
I'm going to die, I don't know A few days later, the news came that Marshal Wu had won the battle, and the world was at peace, so the car factory's business was easy to do.
In addition, Baoqing was kind-hearted, and the business was booming.
Now Ziguang's name has become famous in Beijing. , there are more than a hundred foreign cars up and down.
They haven't seen each other for two years.
The brothers have thousands of things to say, but for a moment they don't know where to start.
Baoqing is stupid and rubs his hands in excitement, smiling from ear to ear.
Xing'er is attentive and pours tea with a cigarette.
After bringing out pastries and snacks for Chen Zikun to eat, Aunt Wang heard that Chen Zikun was back.
She ran to see him, looked up and down, and then said with tears: "I'm taller and stronger.
Auntie has been worried in the past two years." dead."
Xing'er smiled and said, "On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, Aunt Wang will burn incense and worship Buddha, asking the gods to keep you safe."
Suddenly, a tall and thin figure appeared at the door, wearing a navy blue student uniform and a student hat.
The face looked familiar, and she seemed embarrassed to come in.
Xing'er waved and said: "What are you doing standing around like this?
Come and meet Brother Kunzi."
Chen Zikun smiled and said: "This is Guo'er, I haven't seen an adult in two years, I'm eighteen now."
Guoer blushed and nodded: "I'll be eighteen after the New Year."
Her voice was a little hoarse, which was unique to the voice-changing stage of adolescence.
Chen Zikun suddenly thought of Chen Sanpi and asked, "Where is your father?"
Xing'er curled her lips and said, "Now that my son-in-law is rich, I have to start playing tricks.
I spend all day at Tianqiao, either taking baths or listening to plays, but at least I don't play around with money anymore."
"Where is your godmother, how are you?"
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Chen Zikun did not forget that he had recognized this relative.
Xing'er said: "Mom is in very good health.
She went back to Liushu Alley today to give away gifts.
Those old neighbors are still visiting each other."
Chen Zikun said: "By the way, has Brother Dahai returned to Beijing?"
After a moment of silence, Baoqing said: "Brother Dahai committed a crime in Henan and was wanted by the government.
Captain Xu from the police department even came to ask questions.
I heard that he committed a capital crime of beheading and will not be able to go home this year. ” Guoer, who had been sitting shyly and silently, suddenly spoke: "Brother Dahai did not commit any crime.
He established a trade union and organized strikes.
Those are the rights that workers should enjoy.
The authorities shot dozens of workers in Hankou without trial.
This is a crime” Guo'er's words shocked everyone, and Xing'er quickly said: "Don't be so careless.
It's okay to talk nonsense at home.
Don't dare to talk nonsense when you leave the house."
Chen Zikun stopped smiling, stared at Guo'er and asked, "Who taught you these words?"
He was wearing a military uniform and showed no anger or authority.
Guo'er showed no fear at all and said, "No one taught me.
I only knew it by reading the newspapers."
Chen Zikun continued to stare at Guo'er without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the room became cold.
Myolie and Baoqing looked at each other, a little scared.
Da Kunzi, don’t take it seriously.”
Suddenly, Chen Zikun burst out laughing, patted Guo'er on the shoulder and said, "Boy, you have the courage and your own opinions.
Not bad."
He took out a glittering pen and stuffed it into the pocket of Guo'er's student uniform. : "I brought this gold Parker pen from the United States.
Hold it and study hard.
Remember, never follow what others say and stick to your own ideas."
Baoqing and Xing'er looked at each other with relief and let out a long breath
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