Before Zhang Yishan left Feng, he announced in front of everyone that during the days when he was away, Zhang Zheng's words were his words, and Zhang Zheng's meanings were his meanings.

At that time, no one thought it was so strange. Zhang Yishan just went to the capital to mediate a conflict, and it's not like he won't come back. What big waves can Zhang Zheng make?

But soon, some people found that such thinking was very wrong.

The people with the highest status in Fengjun are all old people who fought together with Zhang Yishan in the hail of bullets. Although they are brave and loyal, they also think highly of themselves and look down on those young people who "haven't even grown hair". Relying on the scars all over his body and the power he held in his hands, he formed cliques and suppressed dissidents. Even Zhang Yishan couldn't reprimand and deal with them too severely.

For more than two years, Zhang Yishan and his son have been committed to the reform of the Fengjun. They both believe that the army needs fresh blood, excellent soldiers with advanced education and strategic vision.However, the progress of the reform has encountered layers of resistance. When it comes to the interests of the elderly, there are always various troubles hindering them.

Zhang Yishan was so angry that his liver trembled a few times, but he still had to force a smile on his face when facing these people—he couldn't let his old brother's heart be cold!

So two years later, although the reform is complete, it is not thorough.

Are things urgent in Beijing?urgent.But he wasn't so anxious that he couldn't wait for just a few days to let him live a good year at home.Zhang Yishan left on purpose at this time.

As soon as he left, Zhang Zheng began to rectify drastically.

What should be surrendered, what should be raised, no matter who is surrendered, Zhang Zheng doesn't care.If these people are allowed to inbreed without any scruples, Feng Jun will only have a dead end in the future.

"Dad." Zhang Zheng leaned on the sofa, casually listening to Zhang Yishan laughing on the other end of the phone, Qinghe poured him a glass of wine, Zhang Zheng held the glass in his hand, and shook it casually.

Qinghe vaguely heard Zhang Yishan say "well done!".

"I know, don't worry."

Zhang Zheng put down the wine glass, and played with his fingers with his left hand, as if Zhang Sheng was playing with his favorite clay soldier, no matter how long he played, he never got tired of it.

"If you don't make them feel uncomfortable, it will be the entire Northeast that will suffer in the future."

After a while, Zhang Zheng put down the microphone, and Qing He said, "I'm afraid they haven't left yet."

Zhang Zheng said coldly: "Even if they live in the commander's mansion in the future, I will not take back the order. If you are in a hurry, I will even treat them!"

Qinghe smiled helplessly. In Fengjun, the conflict between the old faction and the new faction was very intense, and the new faction divided into the so-called non-commissioned officer faction and the university faction.Zhang Zheng vigorously promotes the new non-commissioned officers and suppresses the old ones. Will those division commanders and deputy commanders be convinced?

"Then shall we go back tonight?"

Zhang Zheng waved his hands, "Let them wait and go!"

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