The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 50
Seeing that he ignored him, he anxiously reached out to pull him, "Hey, wait, wait, why are you running to the camp?"

"How boring, it's better to... Hey, I'm talking to you, your ears are stuffed with donkey hair."

Regardless of the guy's yelling, Jiang Cheng rushed back to the barracks:

Coincidentally, Wu Dongyun was escorting the team to the Xinmin Army Camp at this moment.

"What have you been doing? Why are you here just now?"

Seeing that these people were all dirty and looked tired, Zhang Zhuqing already felt guilty. He turned around and saw Jiang Cheng's expression change, and he was even more frightened.

I don’t know why... he is very afraid of this old friend now, and he immediately panicked when he was glared at by him.

Faced with Zhang Zhuqing's questioning, the seemingly naive young officer could not help but complain: "Master, didn't you say you would be back soon?"

"The brothers were kept waiting all night! Look at them, they had to endure all the bites and flies at night. It was really a pain!"

Jiang Cheng actually found his accent and his face, which was dirty as a pig's head from being bitten by mosquitoes, extremely funny.

But after all, he was a disciple of Lao Zhang, so he couldn't laugh at him openly, but pretended to be sympathetic: "This matter is my fault. I dragged your young master to drink two cups."

"Isn't this a big mistake? But luckily nothing happened..."

"I'll treat everyone to drinks and dinner after the handover!"

While they were talking, Yang Hong came out with the quartermaster to meet them. Zhang Zhuqing chased his men to unload the goods and move them in, and then pulled Jiang Cheng away.

"Why do you keep bothering me? Don't you see my dad is busy here..."

He really didn't want to fight with this guy, so Jiang Cheng kept looking back every few steps as he was dragged away, his eyes fixed on the equipment.

I don't know how many good things there are:

The heavy boxes were neatly stacked on the truck. In addition to these, there were also a lot of food, military uniforms, bedding, soap and washbasins and other military supplies.

You know, getting some daily chemical products these days is even harder than getting some bullets, food, etc.

The light industry of the Republic of China was extremely backward, and even items like soap had to be imported.

I'm so greedy. I'll have to share the profit with my dad later!

"Hey, don't be so petty. My uncle has given your family a lot of rewards. Why are you, Jiang Feilan, still thinking about this?"

Zhang Zhuqing scolded him but it was pointless. He dragged him into a restaurant and said, "Have you heard about that?"

"What have you heard of?"

At this moment, the situation in the military camp could no longer be seen, so Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to him and said unhappily, "Can't you just say what you want to say?"

"Who are you with? I'm suing you. You're getting more and more outrageous. Who is whose brother?"

Zhang Zhuqing was so angry at his impolite words that he punched him back, but he still changed the subject, "Military Academy, didn't your father tell you?"

My dad? I told him that.

Feng Yong told me this last time when I was with Lotus on Water.

He didn't tell the truth, but ate some melon seeds from the plate on the table: "I heard about it...what?"

"You ask me why?"

Zhang Zhuqing glanced at him again and said, "You are so boring now!"

"Everyone knows that this Military Academy is the first since my uncle took office as the military governor and the top leader of Fengtian Province. It is bound to train talents for the army directly under Fengtian Province."

"I'm sure you'll be able to get a job in the army in the future..." At this point, he blinked mysteriously, "Hey, I heard at home that your 10th Regiment is planning to join my uncle."

This kid's thinking is too jumpy. How come he suddenly jumped to the topic of "changing mountains"?

Seeing the waiter carrying plates of delicious meat and dishes, as well as wine jugs and glasses, into the private room, Jiang Cheng gave him a silent look: "Alright, alright, put the things down and go out. Close the door."

"Don't come up here unless I tell you to."

Jiang Cheng happily threw two big coins at him, and then he drove him out and locked the door, "Be careful when you talk."

Zhang Zhuqing looked back at him and smiled: "I was told that you have been acting more and more strange recently. You are not so careful in the past."

Jiang Cheng glared at him: "That was the place where I knew it was safe to talk before--"

"You don't know, maybe my father had someone arrest a few rebels a few days ago. They are in the same group as that damn Mongolian prince who is now mobilizing troops in Fengtian!"

Zhang Zhuqing's expression changed after hearing this, no matter how reckless he was: "Ah? Did you tell my uncle?"

"Oh my goodness, no wonder we were so happy to commend your 10th Regiment this time. So... the letter about the rioters in the printing factory in the city was reported by your Jiang family?"

Jiang Cheng gave an unfathomable smile.

"Good fellows, no wonder my uncle has been paying more and more attention to you guys recently,"

Zhang Zhuqing winked and smiled, "But I heard some news that Mr. Feng San has been quite dissatisfied with you recently - he feels that the people under his command are favored by the boss, so he is resentful, right?"

How can a dandy young man like you understand this?

"I wish it was as simple as you think."

Jiang Cheng smiled awkwardly in his heart: Zhang and Feng have been fighting openly and secretly for the top leader's position, and now they are almost poking each other's noses and eyes. Our family is included in the battle sequence of the 28th Division, but we are valued and rewarded by the commander-in-chief. How can we not make him feel jealous?
However, since he had completed his studies and was living in the provincial capital and the general's residence, and had close contacts with a group of young masters, he must have been well-informed.

He rolled his eyes and began the usual routine, chatting for a while to get a general understanding of the current situation.

Tang Erhu now acts as the first to stick his head out every day. Whether there are gains or losses, he just takes a stick and beats people everywhere.

While the Marshal's Mansion was mobilizing troops, it was also preparing for the marriage of the young marshal and Miss Yu.

Licking Gouzi wanted to join Lao Zhang, so he was jumping up and down, making Lao Zhang's old buddies jealous...

It is time to go to the provincial capital, and under the pretext of giving Zhang Hanqing a gift, visit the Marshal's mansion.

This matter needs to be handled more urgently than arresting the rebels. Wan Yuanchang and others were executed with great fanfare before, and the county town has been temporarily quiet.

While Erhu has not yet been brought to Xinmin, he must find a way to hold on to the big tree, Lao Zhang.

Whether they can rise in the future depends on whether they can maintain their position in the next two years!
While serving food and pouring wine to Zhang Zhuqing with a smile, Jiang Cheng silently pondered the current situation.

"I say, what did you mean by that just now?"

"Well, what does that mean?"

Jiang Cheng was thinking about it and answered casually.

"You said that things are not that simple. What do you mean? Mr. Feng San, is there anything else?"

Hearing his question, Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat:
Damn, you guys are trying to get words out of me too?
This is not good. It must be that Lao Zhang told him these things when he sent him here... Otherwise, how could he think of these things with his brain?
"What's the point? There's no point at all. Besides, I've always been in Xinmin, how can I know about Master Feng's affairs?"

Jiang Cheng immediately tried to change the subject, but Zhang Zhuqing was not so easily fooled.

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