Chen Zikun was startled: "Xiao Shuai has heard of my font size."
Zhang Zongchang said: "I've heard that you are not a simple boy.
You killed the Japanese soldiers of the Manchurian Railway Guards at a young age.
You have a skill that is enough for a man."
Then he looked Chen Zikun up and down: "The little white dragon with two spears and quick legs is quite interesting.
Damn it, why haven't we met before?
I, Zhang Zongchang, like to make friends with heroes the most."
Chen Zikun raised his glass: "Take one."
"One is not enough, three."
Zhang Zongchang slapped the table and said, "The small wine cup is not enough, so I'll change it to a sea bowl."
The madam immediately asked someone to bring two rice bowls, which were not much bigger than wine cups.
Zhang Zongchang threw them down on the spot: "You are feeding cats.
Gentlemen use sea bowls for drinking, do you know?"
There was no choice but to bring two soup basins.
Zhang Zongchang was satisfied, but he thought the wine was not strong enough.
"Is this damn wine considered?
Bring some sorghum and cook it."
He pushed the rice wine jar to the ground.
The madam felt very distressed: "My lord, this is 20-year-old daughter's red wine."
There will be no sorghum roast that meets Zhang Dashuai's requirements for a while on Sima Road.
There is a lot of foreign wine, but brandy and whiskey are not to his taste.
Only Lao Maozi's vodka is acceptable.
The two of them had a great time drinking from large bowls and eating large pieces of meat.
Zhang Zongchang rewarded him when he was happy.
The girls were extremely excited and flattered them.
Some of them even wanted to get close to Chen Zikun, but Jian Bing glared at her fiercely. go back.
"Brother, it's better to choose the day than to hit it.
We are so in love, how about we become sworn brothers," Zhang Zongchang said.
"Okay, eldest brother, I'm on top.
I'll bow to my younger brother."
Chen Zikun was also unambiguous.
He liked to bow to others the most, and Zhang Zongchang was one of them.
The old bustard immediately brought the statue of Guan Gong and the yellow paper rooster on the incense table and censer, and served the two of them to worship each other.
They drank blood wine and burned the yellow paper, and they became friends for eight worships.
After the worship, Zhang Zongchang laughed loudly: "This time I went south, I recognized two brothers. , one is you, and the other is Chen Tiaoyuan, both are good friends.
Call him over from Nanjing when you have time, and let’s have a good drink.”
Chen Zikun agreed wholeheartedly.
Zhang Zongchang had already drank a lot before, and drank three large bowls with Chen Zikun.
He was not drunk at all, and his spirit was even more exciting.
He clamored to play cards, and he couldn't judge the ice.
He said fiercely: "Okay, I Fight with you" Zhang Zongchang smiled: "Brothers and sisters are going into battle, don't cry if you lose."
There was no shortage of gambling equipment in the hall.
The card table was immediately set up.
Chen Zikun and his wife played mahjong with Zhang Zongchang and his new concubine. .
Chen Zikun's poker skills were average, Zhang Zongchang was a promiscuous gambler with a big addiction, and he had no good poker skills.
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As for the new concubine, she was even more of a rookie.
After one lap, Jian Bing had already won 30,000 yuan.
The madam came over and hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter?
Tell me."
Zhang Zongchang said carelessly.
"Shi Gongguan called and urged Marshal Chen to go back."
"Tell them that Kunwu is not going back.
He will fight with me all night today."
Chen Zikun said: "Brother Xiaokun, I really can't do it today.
There is a younger brother and sister over there."
Zhang Zongchang said: "We just want to play cards together."
Seeing that he was unwilling to let him go, Jian Bing got angry and overturned the cards and said: "I'm not considerate of anyone who wants to fight.
My sister has a child in her belly.
How can I fight with you all night?
Besides, do you still have the money to fight?"
, I think if you continue to beat me, you will even lose your pants."
Zhang Zongchang was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Okay, I won't fight anymore, I'm sorry for my brother and sister."
Chen Zikun was able to escape.
When he returned to Shijia Garden, Yao Yilei had to complain.
However, after hearing that Jian Bing won 30,000 yuan at the card table, Yao Yilei became happy again and blamed them for not playing two more rounds and beating Zhang Zongchang.
It would be nice to win all the underwear.
Zhang Xueliang was still tired of being with Soong Meiling.
The two talked and laughed happily, as if they had known each other for many years.
They reluctantly left until the dance was over.
Chen Zikun and Zhang Xueliang stayed at the Huizhong Hotel in the public concession.
They booked a room on the entire floor.
They were accompanied by a platoon of plainclothes guards.
Chinese soldiers were not allowed to enter the concession in uniform.
They were allowed to wear casual clothes.
As for security, the concession The Ministry of Industry and Industry has guaranteed that nothing will go wrong.
They also know that if something happens to Marshal Chen and Marshal Zhang, even foreigners cannot bear the responsibility.
As for the underworld figures in Shanghai, they have long since ceased.
These gangsters in the concession rely solely on the power of foreigners.
No matter how powerful the gangsters are on the market, when they meet a foreign police officer in the patrol room, they must obey him no matter how low his official rank is. post.
Zhang Xiaolin went into hiding again, and Chen Zikun took over Shanghai forcefully.
His dream of turning around with the help of Lu Yongxiang was shattered.
At this moment, he was hiding in a corner regretting it.
If he had known that he would have regretted it today, he would have gone against Mao and Marshal Chen.
On the balcony of the Huizhong Hotel, the river breeze was blowing, the stars were dotted, the neon lights were flashing, and the whistles were blaring.
The night on the beach in Shanghai was so beautiful that Zhang Xueliang, who came from the forest and snowy fields, was fascinated by it.
He lit a cigarette and said to Chen Zikun on the balcony next door.
Said: "Brother Kunwu, I want to propose to her."
Chen Zikun was startled: "Han Qing, who are you going to propose to?"
Zhang Xueliang took a deep breath of cigarette: "Miss Song Meiling."
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Chen Zikun said: "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, but I can't guarantee that she will marry me, because she grew up with a Western education, and I am already married and will not abandon Feng Zhi.
Also, I am not a Christian."
Chen Zikun said: "After a while, you two are talking about getting married."
Zhang Xueliang said: "That's not true.
I just asked her about her requirements for her future husband."
"Oh, what did she say?"
"She said that the husband in her dream is a hero like her second brother-in-law.
Brother Kunwu, you should know who Meiling's second brother-in-law is.
That is Mr.
Zhongshan, the person I look up to.
Alas, I am There is no hope."
Zhang Xueliang looked up at the stars and blew out a puff of smoke.
Chen Zikun said: "Not necessarily, but I do understand.
The third lady wants to be the first lady.
As long as Han Qing can unify China, Song San will definitely be willing to marry you."
Zhang Xueliang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Unifying China is my father's ideal, not mine.
Is it possible that I let her be my stepmother?"
Chen Zikun smiled and said: "Your Majesty can be Li Yuan, and you can be Li Shimin.
It's the same thing for father and son to join hands and unify the world."
After hearing this, Zhang Xueliang became more confident: "Our Northeastern Army has already captured Zhili, Shandong, Anhui, and Jiangsu, plus the Northeast, and half of the country is in hand.
Unification is not difficult.
Having said that, I really hope Brother Kunwu, thank you for reminding me, I’m going to bed.”
Watching him enter the room, Chen Zikun sighed and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Are you Li Shimin or Empress Li, God knows."
Back in the room, Yao Yilei asked him: "What are you talking about with Han Qing?"
Chen Zikun said: "Han Qing has taken a liking to the third lady of the Song family."
Yao Yilei curled her lips: "Han Qing cannot surrender that woman.
Besides, she is several years older than Han Qing."
Chen Zikun said: "How to say it?"
Yao Yilei said: "Some people love wealth, some love talent, and some love power.
What Soong Meiling likes is a great husband who rules the world.
Han Qing has been dormant under his father's wings for too long.
I'm afraid he can't reach Song Dynasty."
The standard of three.”
Chen Zikun said: "Then who is up to standard?
Is it Zhang Yuting or Wu Peifu?"
Yao Yilei said: "You, you are young and promising, conquering the world single-handedly.
In your twenties, you have become the governor of a province.
You are not sure how promising you will be in the future.
The way Song San looks at you is wrong, I have seen it a long time ago." " Chen Zikun said: "Don't talk nonsense, Miss Song San is a Christian and will not be a concubine."
Yao Yilei sneered: "Of course she won't be a concubine.
She wants you to divorce Jian Bing and me before she will marry you."
One hand was ready to strangle Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun said: "There is no way for me to divorce my wife, even if I give up the world in exchange for it.
Yao Yilei became happy and quietly retracted her hand.
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In the Song family mansion, the firewood was burning in the fireplace, and the thick curtains blocked the night and cold outside the window.
Soong Meiling was sunk on the sofa, holding a cup of mellow hot cocoa in her hand, and standing next to her was a man holding a cigar.
Song Ziwen.
"Meiling, look at Chen Kunwu or Zhang Hanqing, which one of these two has more promise?"
Song Ziwen asked.
Although this sister is just a female, the daughter of the Song family is not ordinary after all, and her knowledge is superior to that of ordinary men.
Song Meiling said leisurely: "If there were no Zhang Zuolin, there would not be much difference between Zhang Xueliang and Lu Xiaojia and his like.
Of course, he still has a sense of justice and a true temperament."
"What about Chen Zikun?"
"Chen Zikun is an enhanced version of Zhang Zuolin.
I heard that he was a green forest hero in his early years, and later went to college and studied military affairs in the United States.
He has the heroic spirit that Zhang Zuolin has, but he also has the modern consciousness and the means to deal with educated people that Zhang Zuolin does not have. , I’m quite optimistic about him.”
"Oh, Meiling thinks his future is limitless, maybe he can compete in the world."
Song Ziwen even forgot to smoke a cigar.
To be honest, my sister had the same idea as me.
Among the new talents in Beiyang, Chen Zikun is the one who can stand out.
Song Meiling sighed: "There are many heroes vying for the deer, but we still don't know who will win."
Song Ziwen said: "The so-called heroes are only divided into the north and the south.
Be it Beiyang or the Kuomintang, one side will always win.
One of our Song family members already stands on the south side.
Sister, you understand."
Song Meiling didn't know what her brother meant.
In order to protect the prosperity of the family, she should choose a husband from Beiyang.
At the moment, Zhang Xueliang and Chen Zikun were excellent choices.
"I will not marry a married man."
Song Meiling said firmly.
Song Ziwen shook his head and sighed.
"Unless he gets divorced."
Song Meiling added.
Song Ziwen thought of the pregnant Yao Yilei he saw tonight, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's difficult, Chen Zikun's father-in-law is the vice president of the Bank of Communications, and now he is the director-general of the Ministry of Communications in the Duan government.
Chen Zikun has his financial resources Support, there is no such urgent need for the financial resources of our Song family, not to mention Mrs.
Chen is pregnant with Liujia."
"Let's take a long-term view, brother, I'm tired and going to sleep."
Song Meiling said
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