The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

This also taught Hai Rushong the principle of "being extremely observant". When the same thing happened to him, he was still quite unhappy.

Looking down further, there is actually not much point in looking at it——

The bricks and bedding used to build the house had been tampered with, and the first batch of grain stored in the warehouse would certainly not have been spared.

On the way back, Jiang Cheng was silent and gloomy. Even Sun Zhengnan was so nervous that he didn't dare to talk to him.
Hai Rushong, who knew that he had done a bad job, was extremely nervous and hesitated to speak to his son-in-law. Compared with Jiang Cheng, who was looking out the window with his hand supporting his chin, he looked more like a son-in-law, and a new bully at that.

When the group returned to Haifu in Siping, it was completely dark.
The cold wind blew across the plain, making their faces even paler and uglier.

Duan Xinyu, who had prepared several delicious dishes, was speechless when she saw this. Hai Huixin, who came out with her maid to greet them, was also confused: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Facing her, Jiang Cheng showed his usual gentle smile: "No, I've been busy all day, and everyone is busy!"

"Ha, did Xinyu prepare some delicious food and drinks for us? Come on, sit down, eat and drink quickly and then go to rest. The first batch of immigrants will arrive in Siping early tomorrow morning - everyone will be busy!"

When Sun Zhengnan heard this, he also hurriedly said attentively: "That's right, Mr. Jiang, what you said makes sense! After dinner, everyone should go back and rest."

The meal was really a mixture of ulterior motives. Jiang Cheng even drank some rice wine to help him sleep, then he pulled Duan Xinyu back to the room.

"Master, are you... unhappy today?"

After helping him wash his face and feet, Duan Xinyu stood behind him, helped him take off his coat and gently massaged his shoulders.

Raising his hand and gently holding her hand, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Come on, there are some things that you can't guess about."

Duan Xinyu knew that she had said something wrong, so she quickly nodded and said, "Yes, Master Jiang! I'm sorry for saying too much..."

Lifting his chin and giving her a cold smile, Jiang Cheng stood up and walked towards the desk: "You can settle down first, I still have some official business."

Duan Xinyu gritted her teeth but answered seriously: "If you don't sleep, I will accompany you - there will always be someone to serve you tea and water."

This time Jiang Cheng didn't mind her disobedience and let her follow him to his desk.

Before going to bed, I planned to write two telegrams, one to Rehe and the other to Wang Junshan in Zhengjiatun.

Something went wrong in Siping after all - Hai Rushong had the ability, but his fatal weakness of being overly honest always made it possible for his subordinates who wanted to "get promoted and get rich" to seek money everywhere.

Fortunately, the problem was exposed in advance, so he still has some time to remedy it. If he waits until the immigrants arrive tomorrow morning, it will be conspicuous everywhere, which would be very uncomfortable.

In order to cope with this immigration, Siping almost put all its capital on the line.

It is not appropriate to dig out Hai Rushong's assets again, and Jiang Cheng does not want to touch the reserves in Changchun and the capital for the time being.

Rehe also had a bumper harvest of grain last year. Jiang Cheng planned to first transfer some grain, oil, meat and other things from his father... and for this transfer, Wang Junshan would have to go there in person.

The message had just been written and had not yet been signed when there was a gentle knock on the door.

Today was Feng Qing's night duty. He was guarding outside and knew that his boss and aunt were still awake, so he bravely came over and knocked on the door.

Smart Duan Xinyu immediately went to open the door, but soon turned back with a surprised expression: "Master Jiang, it's Master Hai coming!"

Jiang Cheng put away his pen and told her to let the person in. He was just wondering in his heart whether something serious had happened again that he had come here at midnight. Then he heard Hai Rushong's voice saying in panic: "Aunt, please don't be polite. Just call me by my name--"

He expected Duan Xinyu to be Jiang Cheng's new favorite, so he was naturally polite in his response.

"Uncle Hai, you've been tired all day. Why don't you go back and settle down? Is there something wrong?" Jiang Cheng stood up and was about to greet him, when he saw that he was holding a wooden box about half a foot long in his hand.

Thinking it was some kind of gold or silver treasure, Jiang Cheng was still thinking that his father-in-law had "come to his senses" when the other party walked up and lifted the box towards Jiang Cheng, but first frightened Duan Xinyu, who was closest to him, so much that she turned pale and screamed.

"Don't even move!"

Yelling at the guards who rushed in, Jiang Cheng stepped forward and hugged his concubine tightly to protect her.

The guards stared at each other in confusion, especially after they saw that it was Hai Rushong and heard the commander-in-chief's order, they stood aside in confusion.

"Everyone, get out of here, you have nothing to do here!"

Jiang Cheng waved his hand and waited for his men to leave. He sent Duan Xinyu, who frightened Zhou Shen to death, back to the bedroom. He turned around and closed the lid of Hai Rushong's box. He smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Hai, what are you doing!?"

At the same time Duan Xinyu screamed, the sharp-eyed Jiang Cheng saw an ear inside the bloody box.

Hai Rusong straightened his back in a serious tone: "Master Jiang, this Wei Wenxin dared to embezzle and misappropriate important materials. He must not be allowed to stay——"

"I have already dealt with the person. I will bring the evidence to you!"

Jiang Cheng was shocked: "You! When did I ask you to deal with him?"

"Uncle Hai, what on earth are you thinking about? What I meant was... Hey!"

It's impossible to do it directly to him - I'm just reminding him not to control his subordinates too much, but to delegate some power appropriately and give them some benefits, so that they can be loyal to him wholeheartedly.

But why did this old fool just kill someone?
It’s fine if you kill him...but also cut off one of his ears for me.

Jiang Cheng looked back at his father-in-law's expression with difficulty, and a thousand swear words were brewing in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he had known him for almost 20 years, and was as close to Pingchuan as a brother and had married his daughter, Jiang Cheng would have thought that he was demonstrating to him.

But he knew very well that now was not the time to curse.

"Uncle Hai, when you came here, did you see anyone or anything unusual?"

Jiang Cheng stepped forward with a dark face, "I think something might happen!"

Hai Rusong was puzzled: "Human? Abnormal?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Jiang Cheng waved his hand at him, turned around and called Han Ming in, asking him to immediately notify Li Shitou and everyone to get up and be on guard with guns.

"What happened?"

Hai Rusong couldn't figure it out, but Jiang Cheng was furious: "Uncle Hai, think about it carefully - how many people were involved in this to transfer so many supplies under your nose without anyone noticing?"

"Is it possible for Wei Wenxin to do it alone?"

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Think about it carefully. You just shot someone without saying a word after coming back from the resettlement center. You are a regiment leader after all. Your rash actions will force those who are related to this matter to rebel, right? "

The sea is as pale as the pines. (End of this chapter)