The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 367 The target of public criticism
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng laughed and said, "Second brother, are you trying to defeat me by saying this? What's the point of welcoming or not welcoming me?"

While speaking, he exchanged a brief glance with Jiang Dengxuan, then said goodbye to Zhang Zuoxiang, turned around to call Hai Pingchuan and others, and walked downstairs and out of the office hall side by side with Zhang Tingshu.

"You have completed your studies, why don't you see him after returning to Fengtian?"

Just as Jiang Cheng and his companions walked out of the courtyard gate, Ye Hai trotted over and opened the car door. In the distance, the marshal on the rooftop was wearing a woolen cloak and looking lazily at the receding convoy with his brows lowered.

"Listen to what this brat said, what do you think?"

When those black foreign cars completely disappeared from sight, the Marshal did not look back, but still kept sitting by the window with his legs crossed, gazing into the distance... It was as if he was saying this to the gloomy sky.

After a full half minute, a man in a black Zhongshan suit walked out from behind the shelf on the side of the rooftop.

Behind him was Zhang Xuecheng, who looked embarrassed.

Yang Yuting.

When the Marshal was in Tianjin mediating, it was Yang Yuting who handed a note to the Marshal who was in Cao's house, asking him to run away quickly.

Because this kid learned the news from Xu Shuzheng in advance.

When Xiao Xu was planning to take action against the Marshal, he sent a letter to Yang Yuting, who was living alone in the capital... He did not mention what he was going to do specifically, but just hoped that Yang Yuting would come out and serve Lao Duan together with him to "achieve great things together."

This former chief of staff of the Fengtian Army was a man of great shrewdness. Moreover, his ears were always kept active during his time living alone, so he knew the situation in the interior of the country, especially in North China, very clearly.

He immediately figured out that Xiao Xu might try to win over Cao Kun to kill the Marshal. Jiang Cheng's words suddenly popped into his mind like frying beans, and he thought that the old fox would recall him back to the Northeast in the future.

So there was this "letter of denunciation", but according to history, even without his tip, the old fox also sensed something was wrong, and during the banquet, he pretended to "go to the toilet" and escaped all the way through the Cao family's sewer...

At this moment, Yang Yuting changed his previous high-spirited and arrogant demeanor. At this moment, his expression was restrained and a little gloomy. He walked forward slowly and said faintly: "Master Shuai, are you talking about Jiang Feilan?"

He immediately turned his gaze back, and the Marshal's half-smile had a hint of amusement in it: "Before, you always talked about this brat to me, but now that I'm asking about him... I don't know who you're talking about now?"

Xuecheng, who was following closely behind, obviously wanted to say something, but Yang Yuting took over the conversation first and said, "He is brave and resourceful, and has extraordinary courage and insight. It must be that you, Master, have a keen eye. I believe that under his management, both Siping and Changchun will prosper."

Having said this, Yang Yuting paused for a moment and continued, "Sir, you already have an idea in mind, right? Why do you need to ask me?"

The Marshal was silent for a moment and looked out the window again.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly said, "Lin Ge, sometimes when I think about what you said before...it seems to make some sense."

"By the way, do you want to explain to me about the matter with General Zanhua?"

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"Everyone will make this move of sacrificing the rook to save the king. The general must protect Sun Liechen."

On the way north to Changchun, Zhang Tingshu and Jiang Chenghai sat opposite each other in their superior's independent carriage, drinking hot tea.

Compared to the cold and humid Shanghai, the climate in Northeast China is extremely cold. Even though there was a good fire in Jiang Cheng's carriage, the cold air still made everything feel like ice.

But what was even colder was the commander's face.

“It’s a start.”

Jiang Cheng slowly blew away the floating tea leaves and said, "Our master is very smart. If he wants to keep the world stable... he can't just rely on his old brothers and sisters." "He helped me get to the position of Jilin, isn't it telling the world that if I do a good job, he is willing to give me everything except his wife?"

Hai Pingchuan glanced at Jiang Cheng as if he didn't recognize him: Ever since he returned from Shanghai, his temperament and personality have completely changed;

That good brother who had a hot temper but treated others gently and sincerely seemed to have left with Cai Chanjuan... The man who is alive now has only one thought left: "extinction".

Zhang Tingshu put down his teacup, looked at his face carefully, and said, "It's hard to say whether it's a good thing or not. I'm afraid that after this, Mr. Wu and his men will turn their attention to us."

Jiang Cheng raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and said with a half-smile: "Even if this didn't happen, wouldn't these old guys be thinking about Jilin?"

From the day Jiang Lanxuan took over Rehe, their family was bound to become the second target of public criticism after the Feng family.

But Jiang Lanxuan is not Feng Delin, and Jiang Cheng is not Feng Yong.

Raising his left hand, Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyebrows repeatedly with his slender index finger, and said in a sinister tone: "We should be on guard against these old guys... But the focus of Jilin now is to drive the Bao family away first."

When he really develops, not only people like Wu Junsheng, but also his Zhang family will have to listen to him.

"Go back and rest. I'm tired too."

Jiang Cheng loosened the buttons on his collar and ended the topic easily.

Zhang Tingshu hesitated to speak, and stood up and saluted with Hai Pingchuan.

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The last stop of the Manchurian Railway was Siping. When the military train stopped at the train station, Jiang Cheng's Chief of General Staff Sun Zhengnan led his family to greet him.

Hai Huixin's eyes were as red and swollen as dates, and she was still crying even though she was supported by Hongxiu;

Zhang Tingxue, who was standing by with a big belly, saw Jiang Cheng and his party coming and came to greet them with tears in her eyes, calling out "Feilan" in a mournful voice, then hugged her brother and covered her blushing face with a handkerchief.

"Why did you ask everyone to come all the way from Changchun in such cold weather?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at Sun Zhengnan unhappily, and Hai Huixin quickly said, "That's what I meant... I always, always want to see my sister..."

Suddenly she was choked up and couldn't speak. She looked at Jiang Cheng sadly, then sighed and said, "Mr. Wu is here too. He is right here."

Before she finished speaking, Wu Junsheng's strong voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, and Wu Taixun, Wang Junshan and others also came to his left and right:

"Feilan! Hey, I've heard everything. You'd better finish your wife's business as soon as possible. We have to discuss the frontline!"

Hearing his father speak so directly, Wu Taixun felt a little guilty: "Dad, you... at least give Feilan some buffer time."

Jiang Cheng's gloomy eyes quickly swept over Wu Taixun. The confusion on his old classmate's face made him quickly smile: "Second Master, what you said is true. Nothing can be more important than military and national affairs."

"Huixin, just follow the rules... I'm at ease leaving this to you."

After saying that, the matter surrounding the Cai family was quickly turned over. The speed was so fast that even the old boss Wu Junsheng was a little hesitant.

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