Republic of China

Persuade me to come back...you blame me, I have nothing to say, it's all my fault anyway! "But the bitterness in it is only tasted by him, he is the unlucky guy who swallowed the bitter fruit alone.

"It's useless to hide, Xiaohui and the others are clamoring to see you, can you hide?" He poured wine for Yuezhi again, and then drank a small cup himself, it's okay to be drunk today, you can Go to Fujita's place to spend the night, because Qinglian is in confinement at her mother's house, hehe, he finally made a fat grandson for the Wu family, so parents don't bother to take care of him, and turn a blind eye to him spending the night outside.

"It's a day to be able to hide." He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was past eight o'clock, and it was almost time to go back and rest.

"In a hurry to go back?" Wu Biling asked. In the past, this guy would not leave the venue until early morning.

"Do you think it's time to sing opera? I have to get up at dawn every day to accompany my father to the military camp." After he finished speaking, he put on his military cap and stood up.

Boss Wu held his chin in boredom: "Let's go first, I'm not full yet, find me in the theater another day, and meet everyone, we can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, and we don't know how to eat about you?"

"Okay, after I've been busy for a while." He waved goodbye, hurried downstairs, and came to the big fence at dusk.

As soon as he got into a foreign car and was about to leave, he saw a few soldiers wandering towards the opposite street. He recognized the leader as a brigade commander surnamed Wang under someone Yang. This person was illiterate. He behaves rudely, eats fat and round, and is also a bandit.

Brigadier Wang was followed by two platoon leaders, both of whom were distant relatives. He waved to Adjutant Shen in the rickshaw, then tilted his head and whispered to his two cousins ​​with a mocking tone, "Commander Shen's actor son is here." !"

Shen Yuezhi also knew that this guy didn't say anything good about him, but he waved his hand politely and let the driver run away. He didn't bother to talk to this group of scumbags. Brigadier Wang's backer, Yang Yuting, thought highly of himself and was rebellious. Sooner or later he would be punished. He is not afraid, and there is no need for him to be with this group of people, so as not to be implicated in the future.

"Cousin, this kid doesn't take us seriously because of Old Man Shen's military power. He has only been a soldier for a few days?" said the thin cousin. Playing around, taking a few puffs of opium by the way.

Brigadier Wang snorted: "You brat who doesn't know fart, if you really want to start a war, why don't you pee your pants?" It's better to wear makeup and powder on stage to pretend to be a woman, and it's suitable to be a rabbit master.

"Hehe, what my cousin said is true." The little cousin is ugly and his eyes can't be opened. Although he doesn't smoke opium, he can't live without women. There are two daughters-in-law in his hometown and four children. Serving as a soldier is purely to spend some money with my cousin.

"Go, don't pay attention to this little boy." Brigadier Wang wandered into the lively Yangmei Xie Street with his two cousins, and he smelled a fragrant scent of powder from a long distance away.

In Nanjing, thousands of miles away, there is a small two-story red-to-gray western-style building on Yihe Road. It is located in this beautiful residential area. Although it is not very eye-catching, it looks extraordinarily chic. I saw a small garden, planted with a peach tree taller than one person, many potted roses, and a small marble fountain. It seems that it should be used for children to play in it in summer. Here is Tong Fulai and his mother's new residence.

At this time, just after dinner time, Fulai and his father were sitting in the study on the second floor talking. At present, Mr. Tong is temporarily staying at home, and he will move out when his aunt and brothers and sisters come to Nanjing. Regarding this, Tong Chunyan also agreed. I didn't raise any objections, but I still didn't talk to my brother much.

"Fulai, pack up and go back to Beijing with me." Tong Xiaocheng took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He has been in the staff meeting these days, and he hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

"Okay, when will we leave?" Fulai didn't ask why, because his father was a member of the national army and had many confidential tasks, so he never got to the bottom of it.

"The day after tomorrow, follow me to learn more, and I will tell you what to do." This time, his purpose was to get in touch with the Feng Department initially, to hear their conditions, and it would not be too late to make other plans if the negotiation failed.

"Okay, I will try my best to learn." He was a little nervous. Although he is not an uneducated person now, what he has learned is the result of more than one year's efforts, and he has not practiced it yet.

After Mr. Tong finished speaking, he took out an iron box from the drawer. Inside was a Colt government-shaped pistol, with a delicate walnut handle and a retro streamlined gun body, which looked elegant and elegant. Cold and murderous.

"Put this gun away, and use it for self-defense when you are in danger." He knew that his youngest son had learned to use a gun, and his marksmanship was good. Yao Chen also praised Fulai for his good eyesight, and he could hit even moving targets. I can't handle it, and I have no interest in engineering such as irrational chemistry. Of course, these are irrelevant. The important thing is the ability to do things practically.

Fulai naturally liked this gun very much. He took it happily, put it in his hand, admired it, stroked it, and then asked, "Brother Zhao, too?"

"Of course he's going. I've asked him to report to the General Staff Department." Now that Yaochen has completed his task, Fulai has transformed from a low-level laborer into a veritable second young master of the Tong family, someone who can be absolutely trusted, and he I believe that this child will definitely step forward to block bullets for him in times of crisis. Of course, the person who should protect him with his life is not his own son, but Yaochen. He cannot bear to let his own son bleed and die for him.

"Brother Zhao is still handsome in military uniform." After he said this, he put the pistol into the iron box and put it away. At this time, his mother walked in with her son Tianyu who was under one year old.

The son pursed his mouth, stretched out his little hand and said, "Father...!" He wanted to hug him, and he would feel restless and anxious when he couldn't see his father every day, and he would even cry loudly.

"Good boy, dad is here." Fulai smiled lovingly, took the son from his mother's hands, held him in his arms, gently rocked and patted, and slowly paced back and forth in the room.

Tong Xiaocheng looked at the white, fat and cute doll and praised: "The longer this child grows, the more beautiful it is!" Tian Yu's skin is as fair as a girl's, and it really is Shen Yuezhi's flesh and blood. His nose and eyebrows are as beautiful as his father's. He is definitely a handsome man who is one in a thousand.

Tong Chunyan turned to look at her brother, and asked in a low voice, "How long are you going?"

"It will take about half a month. When we are not around, you have to take care of your health." He wanted to say more tender words to his sister, but she didn't give him a good face every time.

Then she turned to her son Fu and said, "When you arrive in Beijing, don't forget to buy gifts for your master and wife. Let's go choose some special products with mother tomorrow?"

"Okay, buy more." He thought of going to visit Xiaohui and Lao Wang in the theater troupe. He heard that they had already worked with Boss Wu. Will be interviewed by the newspaper.

However, Mr. Tong, who was sitting on the chair, had other plans. The national government knew that Zhang Zuolin was a tough guy, and his influence in the north was already deep-rooted. The situation in the northeast was quite complicated. The Japanese and Soviets were all staring at him there Interests, even if a new master is changed, it may not be able to settle this intricate relationship, so Zhang Zuolin should be first considered to appease Zhang Zuolin instead of directly using force.

Mu Ran looks back, the king's heart is still

Three days later, Fulai and his son Tianyu Yiyi bid farewell to their father, and Adjutant Zhao went directly to the train station in a car under the watchful eye of his mother, and he would arrive in Beijing the day after tomorrow.

This afternoon, in the office outside the barracks, Shen Yuezhi was sitting with his father to discuss matters.

"In two months, do you want to take time to go home and spend time with Ye Lan?" Shen Muhan knew that his wife was pregnant, but he was very sorry that his son had to stay with him in the army.

"It's okay, now is the critical moment, I need to stay by your side, otherwise aunt and mother will be worried." After he finished speaking, he helped his father pour a cup of tea. Now what they are doing is daily training, and Responsible for the guard and security of Beijing, just in case.Sun Chuanfang and Zhang Zongchang also counted on the commander-in-chief's 30 troops outside the customs, but the situation of the Beiyang warlords is precarious, and the commander-in-chief Zhang may not be able to hold this position for a few days.

"I heard that Nanjing has sent people over to negotiate secretly with the commander-in-chief. We just need to wait." Although he advocated support for military power, he also understood that it would be better not to fight this battle. The rainbow occupies the right time, place and people. In contrast, the Beiyang Army is always out of a little advantage.

"Oh? So there is hope for a peaceful solution?" This is a good thing, but the conditions are not easy to negotiate.

"In fact, the commander-in-chief understands very well that this battle cannot be won, but we have to wait for the right opportunity, and the National Army is the same. It is no good for anyone to fight to the death." He lit a cigarette and frowned several times. Well, he has participated in many battles on and off over the years, the brothers in the team are tired, and he is also tired. He would rather not fight anymore, but this is extremely unrealistic.

"I think so. They dare not act rashly with our 30 troops in the Northeast. The National Army with a mere 10,000+ troops is not our opponent." He made a conclusion and was immediately dismissed by his father.

Mu Han shook his head with a cigarette in his mouth: "The national government is supported by the United States, and its strength should not be underestimated. Neither Chiang Kai-shek nor Chiang Kai-shek is easy to deal with, not to mention the public opinion of the people."

"Oh, but isn't the commander-in-chief also supported by the Japanese?