The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 3 Political Situation
Before he could say a few words, he was beaten up.

However, the rickshaw was so small that even if Jiang Cheng was very skilled, he couldn't use his skills.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the driver's expression of being accustomed to nothing. It was obvious that this kind of thing happened all the time.

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and begged for mercy: "Oh, father, what are you doing? I'm old enough, please give me some face!"

"Face, what face?"

Jiang Lanxuan didn't beat him anymore after hearing this, but he glared at him with anger still in his eyes, "We are a family of scholars, but we have a person like you who is ignorant and unskilled. We have already lost all our face!"

"I sent you to school, but you followed Xiao Liuzi and his gang. I asked you to ride horses and shoot arrows with Wensheng, but you just slept! How could the Jiang family produce such a useless descendant like you?"

Pointing the whip at his nose and scolding him, Jiang Cheng quickly imagined in his mind an image of a playboy who was careless and followed Xiao Zhang and the others to drink wine, smoke opium, and go to brothels for no reason.

On the way back to his hometown in Xinmin, he was scolded a lot. Jiang Lanxuan even asked the soldiers to lock him in the room.

What an unreasonable fascist! No wonder his own son is so rebellious.

First, I took a tour around the original owner's bedroom: it was decorated with brocade and silk, and was magnificently furnished; the conditions were quite good in that era.

But upon closer inspection, all the serious books on the shelf were covered with dust, and only the picture book of Koharu hidden in the cracks showed signs of being read.

"Pah, what a dandy."

Jiang Cheng curled his lips and looked out the window again: the ancestral home with two entrances and two exits was quiet and exquisite.

They come from a family of scholars, and their ancestors once passed the imperial examination.

After the founding of the Republic of China, my father joined the army and our family still had a few acres of land...not as much as others, but considered well-off in Xinmin.

Because of his good family background, the original owner was loved by his loving mother since he was a child: he did not study hard, but met rich young men like Xiao Zhang and Feng Yong in school, and learned the character of a ruffian and a dandy.

After his mother passed away, his temperament changed drastically. He often hung out in red-light districts, drinking and making trouble, which often made Jiang Lanxuan furious.

He didn't finish his studies, so his helpless father sent him to the cavalry camp to find a way out. But he didn't expect that this idiot would do nothing but sleep in and slack off...

"Since it's my turn, let me help you get ahead."

"Also... the little Japanese, we need to make careful arrangements before September 18th."

Now that he had a pretty good idea of ​​his background, Jiang Cheng clenched his fists and began to think about his future.

Staring at himself in the half-length mirror from the side, the boy of sixteen or seventeen was handsome and fair-skinned, but he probably looked thin and haggard due to years of disarray.

Start with the cavalry battalion?
Jiang Cheng stared at the boots on his feet: he was so uneducated that he didn't even bother to report for duty. If the change was too fast,

The door opened with a bang, and Gao Wensheng's voice came: "Feilan, I'm here to bring you dinner - are you starving?"

Turning around, he saw a red-faced man coming in. Jiang Cheng remembered that this was the adjutant Gao Wensheng who had just driven to pick up them father and son.

He was holding a large tray in his hand, which contained a thick cornmeal cake, a large bowl of porridge and some pickled vegetables.

"Hey, come and eat...even though your father scolds you harshly, he still cares about you."

Putting the tray on the table, Gao Wensheng came up and pulled him with a smile, "You kid, you just don't listen."

Gao Wensheng is the old man's confidant. He has watched him grow up and regards him as both the young master and a younger generation: "Tell uncle, did you go to the brothel again?" This matter cannot be forgotten, right?
Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at him and started to eat the biscuit.

How could it compare to the delicious whole-grain cakes of modern Meizhi? The damn cake had such a rough texture that he choked and stretched his neck. He hurriedly grabbed the bowl and took two sips.

"Ahem, this is fucking murder..."

Jiang Cheng coughed and rubbed his eyes, which were choking with tears. He tilted his head to glance at Gao Wensheng, who was a little stunned. He rolled his eyes and changed the subject, "Uncle, this matter today is a bit strange. You said my dad asked me to go to give gifts to senior officials, why didn't he let me stay longer? I was confused about this on the way there!"

Gao Wensheng blinked and asked, "What's wrong, Feilan? Are you concerned about this?"

"Why don't you care? Isn't it the capital that ordered this? He's a high-ranking official, a military governor, and a popular figure in the Zhang family... We should get involved too!"

Jiang Cheng put down the cake and said boldly, "But look at my dad. I was only in the general's mansion for a while, why did he beat me like that?"

He added the second half of the sentence deliberately—and added a young man’s aggrieved expression.

However, after saying this, Gao Wensheng suddenly stood up.

Jiang Cheng was stunned by the solemnity: "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the other party was getting more entangled, he continued to ask: "Uncle, we can't hide anything from each other. If you have anything to say, you have to tell me clearly."

"Hey, Feilan, what should I say?"

After some hesitation, he finally spoke with a sigh, "We are, after all, under the command of the 28th Division... It's not good to get too close to the commander of the 27th Division!"

Jiang Cheng was enlightened by his words and opened his mouth:

You only want to get closer to the future King of Northeast and forget about this section!
My father's cavalry battalion belonged to the 28th Division, under the command of Feng Delin; he was a sworn brother of Marshal Zhang Zuolin, and they had a deep relationship.

In the fifth year of the Republic of China, Lao Zhang and Lao Feng had a secret discussion, one played the good guy and the other played the bad guy, and squeezed out the original Fengtian Governor Duan Zhigui.

At the instruction of Zhang Zuolin, Feng Delin intercepted Duan Zhigui's car along the way and confiscated his public funds and arms in the name of search.

So Duan Zhigui arrived in Beijing and cursed Feng Delin as a bandit. However, Zhang Zuolin, who played the role of the villain, was recommended by Duan Zhigui, and both military governors and high-ranking officials fell into his pocket... The unfortunate Feng Delin only got a nominal position as military affairs supervisor.

You have to know that this was a conspiracy and joint action between the two of them. As the "third brother", Feng Delin also made great contributions. How could he be willing to accept such a result?

So the two began to fight openly and secretly, and there was discord between the 27th and 28th Divisions, so it was understandable that the officers avoided each other.

"It's right to give gifts, but if the higher-ups know that we have such close ties with the 27th Division, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

Gao Wensheng turned around and patted him on the shoulder. "But you are still young...how can you understand all this?"

You say I don’t understand, and I think you don’t understand either!

Will there be good results in the future if I am loyal to Feng Delin?
Jiang Cheng was very clear about the course of historical development: Old Zhang became the King of Northeast China in just a few years... Wu Junsheng, Zhang Zuoxiang and others who were loyal to him also prospered;
On the other hand, Feng Delin: By July of the next year, the royalists were going to restore the monarchy. This foolish and unlucky guy was tricked by Zhang again. He supported the pigtail army and entered Beijing. Then he was directly pulled down by Zhang Xun, the useless guy, and the 28th Division was reorganized.

By then, these "old employees" will definitely be disdained by the Marshal. They will either be sent back home to grow sweet potatoes based on their reputation, or they will be ostracized.

How could Jiang Cheng not be anxious when he thought of this? He stood up and was about to speak, but suddenly he felt dizzy!
It's like drinking too much alcohol, but then comes nausea and vomiting, and the whole body can't help but shiver and feel cold.

"Feilan, what are you doing..."

(End of this chapter)