The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

But before he could finish, the Marshal started cursing again: "Fuck you, I know it was you who said that, but I don't know if it was you who said that!"

"Harbin is a bad city and falls under the jurisdiction of Jilin. Why are you trying to create a fight between two tigers?"

"That's good now. Nothing happened to the brat, and nothing happened to the Second Master either... Instead, we learned something from him!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. The old fox actually stood up from behind the desk and started to curse at Yang Yuting.

After scolding him for ten minutes with profanity and personal attacks, the top official from the Northeast said impatiently, "You bastard, now that things have gotten so bad, what do you think we should do?"

As for the matter of being wary of the Jiang family kid, wasn't it you, Handsome Man, who suggested it?
You forced me to think of the solution, and you also agreed with the final review opinion. Why do you blame me for everything now?

While being scolded, Yang Yuting's psychological activities were very interesting——

On the one hand, he was complaining about his employer's fickleness, and on the other hand, he was nervously thinking about how to deal with the situation.

"Master, neither you nor I want to see such a thing happen... The most important thing now is to urge Harbin garrison commander Jiang Dengxuan to investigate the cause of the assassination and quickly arrest the murderer!"

Seeing that the old fox's face was still very tense, Yang Yuting rolled his eyes quickly, "Master, if this matter is not quickly clarified, I am worried that someone will make a big fuss -"

"Old Feng in the capital has just passed away, and the power of the Zhili clique has fallen into the hands of Cao Saner. And it seems that Duan Qirui is about to come back... If Xu Shichang and his men fail to hold on, it will not be a good thing for us."

"Moreover, the borders of Vladivostok and Korea have just been stabilized, and the Japanese Kwantung Military Governor's Office has been abolished. In the midst of internal and external troubles, if Heilongjiang and Jilin provinces get into trouble because of an 'assassination', it will be very disadvantageous to us."

Marshal Zhang stopped talking.

From 1916 when he took over Fengtian to February 1920, he had spent four whole years racking his brains...

It was really as Yang Yuting said, with internal and external troubles, it was not easy for Zhang Yuting to go through all the blood and gore.

"Although the stronger that brat's power becomes, the more likely he will become a threat to the centralization of power—"

The Marshal changed his expression and looked deep, "But he has the will. My brothers and sisters also have the will to win."

From Feng Delin of the 28th Division at the beginning, to Tang Yulin and Zhang Jinghui later, all of them were his sworn brothers, but all of them were attracted by his power as the King of Northeast China and thus became his enemies.

"Master..."

Yang Yuting interrupted him with a soft voice, and suddenly said something quite meaningful, "If there is really a fight between Jiang and Wu, who do you prefer?"

Yang Yuting suddenly turned around and changed his expression, then lowered his head.

But even in this fleeting eye contact, the Fengtian Army's Chief of Staff understood what he meant.

No one, no preference!

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When Wu Junsheng's motorcade arrived at the Jilin Governor's Mansion, Jiang Cheng was still in a meeting in the lobby of the office.

The Marshal's Mansion issued a death order that the assassin who committed the crime in Harbin must be caught within three days.

After much thought, Jiang Cheng decided to make the trip in person, so in addition to his daily duties, he handed over some specific work to his staff.

The governor of Heilongjiang Province did not tell anyone who he was. As soon as he stepped into the gate, he looked up and saw a man getting out of another car.

Wu Junsheng was stunned: What the hell is this guy doing here?
The old man in front of him, wearing a black leather coat and with his head and feet covered, was none other than Duan Zhigui, who was said to have fled back from Shandong. "Hey, isn't this General Wu? Are you here to meet my son-in-law in Jilin Prefecture?"

Hearing his slightly sarcastic words, Wu Junsheng couldn't help but laugh:
Son-in-law...which one are you talking about?

Damn, you old fool really know how to flatter yourself.

What is your daughter? She is just a concubine in the Jiang family. To put it bluntly, she is just a concubine!

You are now the "son-in-law", Jiang Feilan has to pay attention to you!

"Hehe, I wonder which son-in-law you are talking about, Xiangyan? The one in Feilan's guard brigade... I really haven't heard that you married your daughter to the Jiang Mansion."

Wu Junsheng glanced at the other person, turned around and exchanged glances with Wu Chifang who was following closely beside him, then left the old man with a pale face and walked towards the glass door.

At this time, the housekeeper Luo Rong saw that it was Wu Junsheng who came, and hurriedly came forward to nod and bow with a respectful look, and responded, "Master Jiang is not here, and the ladies are not here either. Please go upstairs and sit down. I will send someone to the lobby of the government office to inform you."

Wu Junsheng has never had a very good temper, and he would restrain himself slightly towards those who were useful and powerful;

If he were a subordinate or someone of low status, he would have a really bad temper.

However, the housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion still maintained basic politeness and just didn't bother to answer, saying that it was not necessary and just sit downstairs for a while and wait for your master to come back.

But just as he and his daughter moved over, the annoying Duan Zhigui came again: "Mr. Wu, why are you playing dumb? Who in the whole Northeast doesn't know that my daughter gave Master Jiang a son?"

Wu Junsheng's eyes suddenly lit up because of his extremely impolite words. Before he could continue speaking, Duan Zhigui immediately turned his eyes to Wu Chifang with a rather mischievous look:

"You are making fun of me, General Wu? Are you planning to give your beautiful daughter to Master Jiang?"

His expression looked as if he could say "They are all concubines, how noble can your daughter be" in the next second...

The more Wu Junsheng thought about it, the angrier he became.

In fact, facing Jiang Cheng, he was nervous.

After all, when we fought at Jiangqiao, we saw with our own eyes the ferocious coordination between infantry and tanks.

Although he was arrogant and greedy for money, he knew the kind of people under his command and whether he could defeat that ruffian.

It is inevitable that he wants to make peace... The most stable solution that this old horse breeder can think of is, of course, marriage.

But along the way, Wu Junsheng became more and more angry.

It is obvious that she is the one who is at a disadvantage, but she has to come to Jilin Prefecture to ask for a marriage with this junior. Where is her dignity?
Wu Junsheng stood up suddenly and almost took out his weapon.

But he immediately remembered that he was in Jilin Prefecture, and killing such a bastard would not only be meaningless, but might also dirty his hands.

Without saying a word, Wu Junsheng grabbed his daughter and turned around and left.

I couldn't stand it any longer. I was so angry, yet I was being ridiculed by this thing!
Why am I still afraid?
At worst, I can just fight Jiang Cheng with real guns and swords. What else can I do?
Before he stormed out of the door angrily, Duan Zhigui was still yelling behind him: "Hey, Governor Wu, let's talk for a while!"

I can’t stand it. I totally can’t stand it.

Damn it, I'll kill you if I get the chance! (End of this chapter)