Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Lin Zhiyuan is a trustworthy person, and he will not break the appointment when he promises to speak at the Pei Duofei Club.

After dinner, Qinghe asked Wang Yongze to prepare the car, and left the handsome mansion to head to Pei Duofei club.The speech starts at seven o'clock, and there is less than an hour left.

Qinghe left in a hurry, intentionally or unintentionally, he didn't tell Zhang Zheng.

It doesn't matter, Qinghe thought, anyway, he is in a bad mood these days, and he doesn't want to see himself even if he thinks about it.

When they arrived at the club, Qinghe did not let Wang Yongze go in as usual. On this occasion, Wang Yongze was not suitable to appear in front of everyone.

"Hey, Ziran!" Feng Yafang ran over with a flushed face and took his arm, "I thought you wouldn't come, it's almost seven o'clock."

Qing He said: "Why, I have been looking forward to this speech for a long time."

Although both Lin Zhiyuan and Wang Yongjiang are good at financial management, they have different ideas.

Lin Zhiyuan has repeatedly put forward the concept of "hiding wealth from the people" in public. He believes that if a frontier official has too much money, it will encourage his ambition to train troops and conquer.

Therefore, Lin Zhiyuan advocated that the governments of the three northeastern provinces follow Lao Zhuangzi's thought of natural inaction, and believed that "storing wealth from the people" should be the basis for governing civil affairs.

"Governance by doing nothing, what is governance by doing nothing? As a marshal, you can't spend all the money in the hands of the people in your own pocket. You have to give the people a way to survive. Now those in power are resorting to war, it seems Prestige, this prestige is only temporary, it will not last long."

Lin Zhiyuan talked eloquently.

Liu Yao looked at Qinghe's face without any trace, and invited Lin Zhiyuan to give a speech at the club before Qinghe joined the club, and since Lin Zhiyuan returned to serve not long ago, at most he had heard of the handsome godson from others at most. I have never seen a real person.

Qinghe didn't feel embarrassed.

Lin Zhiyuan and Wang Yongjiang are both capable people. In the process of turning the Northeast's finances into profits in just three years, Wang Yongjiang inevitably touched the interests of some people, and those who were dissatisfied with his actions There are many people around, but no one can deny that without him, Zhang Yishan would still be struggling every day.

Lin Zhiyuan talked about his views eloquently on the sofa surrounded by everyone.

It seems that he and Wang Yongjiang are not the same kind of people.

No matter when Wang Yongjiang is in front of others, he will be meticulous. He does not reveal anything in his words and deeds on weekdays. He works until late at night every day. In the past three years, he has suffered from fatigue.

But Lin Zhiyuan is different, he looks more easy-going, he is simply wearing a white washed coarse cloth robe and a pair of black cloth shoes, apart from being very persistent in his own point of view, most of the time he is easy to get close to, easy-going and easy-going. Those next to him felt flattered.

Qing He inadvertently saw a somewhat familiar figure standing in the other corner of the hall, holding a goblet shaking slightly in his hand, with a disdainful expression on his face.

He had seen this man last time.

Qinghe wanted to go over and talk to him, but Wang Jun walked over the crowd to Qinghe's side, and deliberately whispered in his ear: "Ziran, do you think what Mr. Lin said makes sense?"

Qinghe paused, and said: "The angles are different, so we can't generalize."

"Oh?" Wang Jun said with interest: "What angle do you look at it from? Zhang Zheng's angle?"

Qinghe didn't speak.

Wang Jun smiled, and said sarcastically, "I really don't understand why you are so stupid, you really regard yourself as Zhang Zheng's slave?"

"Young Master Wang, please be careful with what you say, why be aggressive." Qinghe responded indifferently.

Wang Jun shrugged gracefully, "I just don't want to see you stay by Zhang Zheng's side any longer. You are not only good-looking, but also smart. You know that mixing with Zhang Zheng won't do you any good in the future."

"Whether it's good or not is my business. Young Master Wang is talking about it behind his back. I'm afraid it's not the work of a gentleman?"

Wang Jun smiled indifferently, and said: "Gentleman? How can there be such a gentleman these days? It's just a group of poor people bluffing and deceiving. Qinghe, you knew that I liked you back then, and I have been thinking about you these years Nah. If one day you figure it out, I'll always welcome you here."

Qinghe couldn't understand his thoughts.

Fortunately, Wang Jun didn't seem to be really pestering him, so he left after speaking.

When Qing He looked at the place where the original man was standing, he was no longer there.Qinghe feels a little regretful in her heart, she doesn't know when she will have a chance next time.

It is true that there are many talented people in the world, but for Qing He, they are always rare.

Lin Zhiyuan's speech ended after about an hour, young people surrounded him enthusiastically and politely, and others gathered in twos and threes.

Chen walked over, smiled at Qinghe, and said, "Zi Ran, one of the purposes of our club is not to reject different voices, I hope you will not be unhappy because of Mr. Lin's point of view."

"How could it be?" Qinghe said: "Mr. Lin has some very reasonable words. It is not easy for the Northeast to be relatively peaceful now, and we should really cherish it."

Chen Xing's eyes lit up, "It seems that you also think that the commander-in-chief should not march into the pass, don't you?"

Qing He said: "My thoughts are not important, what is important is what the handsome man thinks."

After hearing this, Liu Yao and the others also came here.

They obviously support Lin Zhiyuan's idea of ​​"hiding wealth from the people".

Lin Zhiyuan had work to do tomorrow, so he couldn't stay long, so he said he wanted to go back as soon as he arrived at nine o'clock.

Qinghe took the initiative and said: "Mr. Lin, let me see you off."

Others looked at it intentionally or unintentionally. You know, Lin Zhiyuan has always disapproved of Zhang Yishan's handling of Northeast finance. He is also Zhang Yishan's godson, so he doesn't want to take revenge on Mr. Lin, does he?

Lin Zhiyuan adjusted his glasses, coughed, and said, "Then I will trouble you."

Qing He personally opened the car door for Lin Zhiyuan.

After the car started, Lin Zhiyuan said, "I still don't know what your name is, little friend?"

"Junior Zhang Ziran, Mr. Lin, you can call me Ziran."

"Zhang Ziran?" Lin Zhiyuan frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Oh, I remembered, they said that Marshal Zhang recognized a godson named Zhang Ziran, and they were talking about you, right?"

Qing He nodded.

Lin Zhiyuan said: "You took the initiative to send me off, because you have something to say?"

Qinghe thought it over and said: "Mr. Lin, I respect your concern for the country and the people very much, but I don't have anything special to say."

Lin Zhiyuan cleared his throat, "Since you are Marshal Zhang's godson, I might as well tell you some things. If you have a chance, you can persuade Marshal Zhang."

"Mr. Lin, please tell me."

"You can see that Wang Yongjiang has made the economy of Northeast China very good in the past few years, and Zhang Yishan has a lot of money in his hands, but will this last for a long time? No!" Lin Zhiyuan said excitedly: "The most laborious and expensive thing in the world is For war, Zhang Yishan's heart is too big. The Northeast is not enough to satisfy him. He still wants to enter the customs and compete in the Central Plains. After a battle, no matter how capable Wang Yongjiang is, he will not be able to plug this hole! "

Wang Yongze's face changed again and again.

This Lin Zhiyuan is really crazy!How dare you say so blatantly about the handsome man!

His hand even touched the gun on his waist.But Wang Yongze himself knew that he could not pull out this gun.

Qinghe reacted very calmly, and said: "Mr. Lin, you also know that although the outside of our pass is peaceful, the inside of the pass is in dire straits, and the people are in dire straits. Once a special envoy from the capital said something, and Zi Ran deeply believed it. Under the nest, there are eggs? In troubled times, no one can survive alone."

Lin Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "The affairs in the customs are naturally resolved by the people in the customs. If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are talented, you will benefit the world. Don't do things that are beyond your capabilities, or the results will be ugly. Zi Ran, Marshal His ambition is too great, and the Northeast cannot afford it."

Lin Zhiyuan's residence was in the opposite direction from the Shuai's Mansion, and it was already late at night when he returned to the Shuai's Mansion after seeing him off.

Qing He got out of the car wrapped in a coat, and the coolness of the night hit him, making him shiver involuntarily.

The bedroom door was not closed, and the room was lit with lights.

Qinghe paused before stepping in.

"Young Master, I'm back." Qing He took off his coat and hung it up, ready to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhang Zheng was leaning on the bed and reading a book, when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and said with a bad expression, "Where did you go?"

"There is a speech at Petofi Club tonight, I went to listen to it."

Zhang Zheng asked nonchalantly, "Whose speech?"

"It's Mr. Lin Zhiyuan."

Qing He hurriedly took a shower and came out wearing a bathrobe, Zhang Zheng's book had already been put aside.

"Qinghe, let's talk."

Qinghe stopped wiping his hair. In his memory, Zhang Zheng seldom called him by his first name directly. He always had many special titles.

"Young master, what do you want to talk about?"

Zhang Zheng cut to the chase and said, "I don't like you like this now, I hope you can stay in the mansion."

Qinghe put down the towel, walked to the bed and sat down, took a deep breath, and met Zhang Zheng's gaze.

Perhaps it was because the lighting was too gentle, Zhang Zheng at this moment did not look as majestic and cold as usual, but seemed a little...aggrieved?

Qing He remembered that when they met for the first time in Tianjin a few years ago, his heart was sore and soft, and he said softly: "Young Master, you promised me back then."

Zhang Zheng said: "I regret it."

Qinghe smiled, "Returning on what you said, is it a man's doing?"

Zhang Zheng touched the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "I like your smile."

Qinghe's ears warmed slightly, and said: "Zheng, I don't want to be your burden anymore, your vassal. Of course I was wrong about what happened last time, and you are also wrong. You don't respect me enough."

Zhang Zheng paused.

"I love you and want you to love me. Zhang Zheng, you have to respect me and stop treating me as your vassal."

Seeing Qing He who was blushing but still finishing the sentence seriously, something in Zhang Zheng's heart moved, he put his hand on the back of Qing He's neck, and leaned forward to kiss his eyes.

"Baby, I never listen to anyone, but in the future, I will learn."

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