In the main hall of Shuncheng County Prince's Mansion, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Zhang Xueliang, who was sitting next to Zhang Zuolin, came over and whispered: "Father" Zhang Zuolin raised his hand to stop his son's remarks, leaned forward and asked in a deep voice: "Chen Zikun, what Lin Ge said is what I want to ask you, what do you mean?"
Chen Zikun glanced at the crowd, and saw that all the Anguo army generals had their sabers in their hands, and they were full of murderous intent.
If they disagreed, they would draw their swords at each other.
"The Fengjun army is an elite division.
It is second to none in the country in terms of equipment and training.
It also has heavy artillery, armored vehicles, aircraft and fleets to help.
The Northern Expeditionary Army has to go on an expedition.
The southerners cannot bear the bitter cold in the north.
This battle can be fought."
Chen Zikun changed the topic and praised his opponent again.
The Anguo army generals remained calm, waiting for his next words.
"However, even if Fengjun wins this battle, it will be a miserable victory.
I dare to ask whether the old commander has the strength to continue going south."
This sentence stopped Zhang Zuolin.
Chen Zikun was right.
Although the Feng Army still had 400,000 troops, the combat effectiveness of the Northern Expeditionary Army was obvious to all.
Sun Chuanfang's hundreds of thousands of troops were beaten to pieces, but the National Revolutionary Army was beating more and more.
From the original eight armies The fifty-nine armies that have developed to the present do not count the warlord troops who have surrendered to the provinces.
The Nanjing government occupies the prosperous land in the southeast and has obtained the understanding of the great powers.
There is a continuous supply of arms and endless soldiers.
If the fight continues, the Fengjun army will have no stamina.
Sooner or later Win or lose.
Yang Yuting interjected: "What you said is wrong.
Our army is in the three northeastern provinces.
We have plenty of resources and soldiers.
As long as the old commander raises his arms, in a blink of an eye, there will be an army of 100,000.
Sooner or later, we will drink from the Yangtze River, and our brothers will go to Nanjing to play cards. ” Chen Zikun sneered, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing.
Yang Yuting became angry with embarrassment and was about to get angry when Zhang Zuolin snorted: "Fuck you, keep talking."
Chen Zikun said again: "Killing here and there, all of us Chinese are dead.
The Fengjun brothers are naturally good people.
None of them are afraid of death, but we have to die meaningfully.
Brothers fight hard in the Central Plains."
It's all gone, and the old commander's family is completely destroyed.
I'm afraid he won't be able to go back to Fengtian.
I don't believe that the old commander is not in his heart.
What is little Japan thinking about all day long.
This sentence spoke to Zhang Zuolin's heart.
Since the Russo-Japanese War, little Japan has been coveting the rich black soil of the three northeastern provinces, and the countless forests, coal mines, soybeans and sorghum.
If it weren't for the constraints of Lao Maozi, they would have launched troops long ago.
I am seeking to survive among all forces.
I don’t want to deal too much with the Japanese.
I know deeply what medicine they sell in their gourds.
I still have hundreds of thousands of troops to guard me.
If I lose my old capital, the Kwantung Army will be there at any time.
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Dare to fall out.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zuolin suddenly put on a smile and said: "Zi Kun has come all the way and he hasn't eaten yet.
Let's put some wine on the table and order our Northeastern roasted knives.
Then we'll make a big mixed vegetable, pork stewed with vermicelli.
It's delicious for us guys."
"Two cups."
Chen Zikun said with a smile: "It would be better if we have some butchered vegetables.
I will drink three hundred cups with the old man."
Zhang Zuolin laughed loudly: "After all, he is a hero from Guandong, so happy.
Xiao Liuzi, learn from others, don't smoke and watch movies all day long and sleep with your mother-in-law."
Zhang Xueliang kept saying Nuonuo, and Yang Yuting's smile appeared, but Zhang Zongchang and Sun Chuanfang made faces and refused to leave first.
Zhang Zuolin didn't keep them either, and sent Yang Yuting away as well.
Only his son Zhang Xueliang was left to accompany him, and he called Chen Zikun to go to the flower hall of the back house.
When the banquet was served, Chen Zikun suddenly stood up and took two steps back, making a show of saluting Zhang Zuolin.
"My dear nephew, what are you doing?
Get up quickly."
Zhang Zuolin pretended to be surprised.
"I came here on behalf of the Nanjing government just now.
I made a mistake with my words and asked you to pay homage to me.
Now is the time for the family banquet.
Han Qing and I have known each other for eight years.
The marshal is my elder and he deserves to be bowed to me."
Chen Zikun said.
She's beautiful, and the things she does are hard to fault.
Presented with the autographed letters from Chiang Kai-shek and Lu Rongting, Zhang Zuolin couldn't help but be moved after reading them.
He sighed and said, "Zi Kun, there are only three of us in this room.
If you have anything to say, just say it."
Chen Zikun said: "Commander, we really can't fight anymore.
We have Chairman Chiang in the south, Feng Huanzhang and Yan Xishan in the west, and behind us there is little Japan with ulterior motives.
We are surrounded by enemies on three sides.
We cannot fight this battle.
It is better to withdraw from Beijing and return to the outside world."
Preserve our strength.
If things change in the Central Plains, we can go south at any time."
Zhang Xueliang said: "Yes, we can keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood."
Zhang Zuolin pondered for a moment and said: "Actually, the only people An Guojun wants to fight are Zhang Zongchang and Sun Chuanfang.
Their territory bears the brunt.
Yang Yuting, this guy, has tried to persuade me to come out of seclusion several times.
When he asked you just now, he was trying to trick you.
It’s Peng Ke.”
Chen Zikun said: "What does the old commander mean?"
Zhang Zuolin said: "It hurts me to fight, but it's a pity not to fight."
Chen Zikun said: "The commander-in-chief feels sorry for the position of Generalissimo of the Anguo Army.
Last year I met an expert who said that the Beiyang Qi only lasted sixteen years, Yuan Shikai's four years, the Anhui clique and the direct clique four years each.
The commander-in-chief also counts.
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A person who has served as an emperor will leave his name in history in the future, so there is nothing to regret."
Zhang Zuolin laughed loudly: "You guys are really good at talking.
I, Lao Zhang, came from a green forest, and I have become so successful today that smoke is already rising from my ancestral graves.
Forget it, I'm old and I won't fight anymore.
I just count on this little family fortune."
Just let Xiao Liuzi be defeated."
Zhang Xueliang's face was filled with joy: "Father, you have agreed to leave seclusion."
Zhang Zuolin was noncommittal: "Drink, drink, it's exciting."
Although Zhang Zuolin did not explicitly state that he would leave the Pass, the purpose of Chen Zikun's trip has been achieved.
At least he has ascertained the reality of the Feng Clan.
Most of the old Feng Clan generals are still aware of current affairs.
Even Yang Yuting strongly agrees to withdraw from the Pass.
An Guojun If the top and bottom are not united, the victory of the Northern Expedition is just around the corner.
After coming out of the Generalissimo's Mansion, Zhang Xueliang invited Chen Zikun to play golf in Xiangshan, but he declined.
"Han Qing, I haven't been to Beijing for a while.
I have to meet some old friends."
Zhang Xueliang smiled meaningfully: "I understand, the beauty has an appointment, so I won't hinder you."
Lin Wenjing walked slowly towards the Hutong alley on Shihuma Street with her schoolbag under her arm.
When she arrived at the gate, she was about to push the door open when she suddenly noticed something.
She turned around and saw a man standing at the entrance of the alley, wearing a windbreaker and top hat, with a long beard. , turned out to be Chen Zikun The schoolbag landed, and happiness came too suddenly, leaving no time to react.
Lin Wenjing's eyes slowly filled with tears, and she stepped forward quickly, then ran, and finally fell into Chen Zikun's arms, sobbing.
"Okay, okay, I'm here.
Come in, don't let others laugh."
Chen Zikun patted Lin Wenjing's back and took her hand into the yard.
A foreign car followed.
Han Letian saw this scene in the car and said dejectedly: "Go back."
Lin Wenjing came to Beijing in early 1925, and more than three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
She is in her third year at Peking University and will graduate next year.
Wenlong has already graduated from middle school and will take the college entrance examination in a few years.
Uncle Zhang kept complaining, saying, Mr.
Chen, why did you come back only once in so many years?
The world in Beijing was in chaos.
Miss Lin was living alone with her younger brother.
It was not easy for her.
"Uncle Zhang, don't scare him.
Beijing is not that chaotic.
Besides, Sister Xing'er and Brother Xue often visit us."
Lin Wenjing said with a smile.
The influence of Peking University can easily change a person.
In the past, The timid saleswoman in Shanghai Bund Department Store has now become a generous female intellectual.
In terms of temperament, she is no less than her cousin Lin Huiyin.
After a while, Lin Wenlong came back from school.
He hadn't seen him for several years.
The boy had grown taller and was already an ignorant boy.
After all, he was in adolescence and was not as lively as before.
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He was as shy as a girl and was fighting with his "brother-in-law".
After saying hello, I went into my room to read.
"Wenlong has great ambitions and wants to study in the United States."
Lin Wenjing said.
"Okay, as long as you pass the exam, I'll cover all the expenses.
By the way, your cousin Lin Huiyin seems to be studying in the United States as well."
"Yes, we have been exchanging letters.
She previously studied architecture and fine arts at the University of Pennsylvania, and entered the Yale School of Drama last year.
I heard that she is about to get married to Liang Sicheng.
It's a pity that my uncle can't see his daughter get married."
Chen Zikun also sighed with emotion.
Lin Changmin participated in Guo Songling's rebellion and was killed by a stray bullet.
Unfortunately, Lin Huiyin was far away across the ocean and did not even see his father for the last time.
"Your Fuzhou Lin family is a scholarly family, and everyone is so good at studying.
What are your plans after graduation?
Do you want to continue studying abroad?"
Chen Zikun suddenly raised this question, leaving Lin Wenjing unable to answer for a while.
"Tell me the truth, do you want to study abroad?"
Chen Zikun could tell from Lin Wenjing's conversation that she yearned for her cousin to study abroad.
"But" Lin Wenjing clearly had this idea.
"Don't worry, I support whatever you like to do.
Studying abroad is a good thing.
China is short of intellectuals.
By the way, what subject do you like?"
"I like architecture because it has a kind of solid beauty."
When talking about this, Lin Wenjing kept talking.
Chen Zikun just listened and did not interrupt.
It is also a kind of life for him to let his beloved live a life he likes. enjoy.
That night, Lin Wenjing cooked a few dishes to entertain Chen Zikun.
After living in Beijing for so long, her taste was close to the north, quite Shandong cuisine style.
While she was eating, the phone rang.
She answered it.
This is from Zhang Xueliang.
"Brother, it's not easy to find you.
I asked around a lot before I got this number.
How about it?
It feels good to be in the company of a beautiful woman.
A long separation is better than a newlywed.
You have to take your time."
Chen Zikun said with a smile: "Han Qing is joking.
Our relationship is a pure relationship between a man and a woman.
It is not as bad as you think."
Zhang Xueliang said: "Tomorrow is Sunday.
Take your little girlfriend with you to the Xiangshan Hotel to play golf.
By the way, I will introduce you to some new friends in the social world."
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Chen Zikun's heart moved, he covered the phone and asked Lin Wenjing: "Someone asked us to go to Xiangshan tomorrow.
Are you free?"
Lin Wenjing said without hesitation: "I'm free."
Lin Wenlong blinked, with an itchy expression on his face, but he was embarrassed to say it.
Chen Zikun said: "Wen Long, let's go too and relax your mind."
Lin Wenjing asked: "Which of your friends have I met?"
Chen Zikun said: "I should have seen him in the newspaper.
His name is Zhang Xueliang."
Lin Wenjing and her brother looked at each other and opened their mouths wide enough to stuff an egg
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