The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 67 Fanning the flames
Seeing her respond so well, Jiang Cheng nodded approvingly and continued, "Our Jiang family moved to Xinmin more than ten years ago..."

Zhang Zhuqing quickly took over the conversation: "I think so too. This old house that has not been properly lived in for more than ten years is actually quite good now!"

After all, when I first walked in, I said this place was "pretty good", so I had to give myself some face: "Is it a big deal to just clean and buy things for a day or two and renovate the yard?"

"Today, Brother Xuecheng is leading the way. It really lives up to the saying that a humble home brings glory to the family. Haha, everyone, please take a seat. I'll ask the housekeeper to make a pot of good tea!"

In fact, the second generation including Wu Taixun and Bao Yulin came to the Governor's Mansion today because of Zhang Hanqing's face - he was not there so they gathered around him.

Jiang Cheng's words saved his face, and everyone understood each other tacitly.

As he spoke, Jiang Cheng motioned to Hai Pingchuan to go and greet them, and secretly slipped some money into him, asking him to prepare some decent wine and food; he, as the host, led Zhang Zhuqing and Wu Taixun to their seats.

"Brother, did you choose this house deliberately?"

After chatting for a while, Zhang Zhuqing naturally turned the topic to the entrance exam, "We brothers have all made up our minds to take the entrance exam to the Military Academy, and you're not far away!"

Pangjiang Street is almost adjacent to the Military Academy on Zhulin Road, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

"Of course not. My father chose this house because he wanted me to accomplish something great."

Glancing at the Cai brothers with disdainful expressions, Jiang Cheng continued to ramble, "But I have somewhat failed my father's high hopes and have been a waste until now—"

"Now I heard that all the young talents in our Northeast have gathered in the provincial capital. They must be attracted by the Military Academy that the commander-in-chief personally supervises."

"As for me, I just want to join in: first, I can learn from other talented classmates; second, I also want to do my best for Master Shuai."

He spoke elegantly and subtly, but his meaning was very clear.

In front of him, Zhang Zhuqing naturally had to show his loyalty to the Marshal. He also had to take care of the faces of the second-generation officials present and further express his intention to get close to them and make friends with them.

Obviously good words will naturally make people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang Zhuqing was a little flattered by what he said. Even Wu Taixun, who had been watching and following, smiled and said, "Haha, Feilan's words make us blush a little..."

"What young talent from the Northeast? We went to school together when we were young, so who doesn't know each other's worth?"

Zhang Zhuqing at the side laughed loudly, with a mentality that he was the boss and the only one who was supported by everyone: "Now, looking back on the time when we brothers studied in foreign schools, it's really interesting."

"That's right. Jiang Feilan was the one who had the most bad ideas in the beginning - teasing the pedant, being lazy and skipping classes, etc. And you were the one who led all of them!"

Recalling the past, even Bao Yulin chimed in, "I really didn't expect that."

"This time I went to Fengtian from Harbin to attend Han Qing's wedding. What I heard most was about you, Jiang Feilan, such as catching spies and suppressing rebellion in Xinmin City, etc."

"I say, this is still the Jiang Feilan I knew back then!"

I didn't expect that my "great achievements" would spread throughout the provincial capital. No wonder when I entered the city defense, the officers guarding the city gate had a look of awe in their eyes when they heard my name.

Apparently many of the stories were not only spread, but also partially interpreted.

Jiang Cheng was just shaking his head and smiling, intending to say something modest, but Cai Yuanming interrupted him and said, "Haha, what Mr. Bao said is not fair." "You only report good news and not bad news. If you only talk about rumors, you can't only talk about good things, right? After all, good things don't belong to Jiang Feilan alone, right?"

Damn it, why the hell are you thinking of butting in on my business again? Jiang Cheng wanted to scold the other person for being unlucky, but he didn't expect that under the glares of several noblemen, he continued to speak slowly and unaware of himself:

"It was said that a batch of farm tools were lost on the China Eastern Railway. Even the Japanese consul was alarmed and went all the way to our commander Feng's house—"

"Didn't the trouble happen in Xinmin? I would like to ask Feilan, how did your father manage the land? Did he just let the local bandits do whatever they wanted?"

You, a Chinese, actually spoke for the Japanese?
Besides, didn’t Commander Feng know whether what I robbed were farm tools?

If these things were really shipped to the rebels in Feng Province who had surrendered, wouldn't it be creating trouble for their own people?
However, when his thoughts turned to this, Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Yes, Xiao Rizi helped the rebels to cause trouble, what kind of heart did Commander Feng have? Well, it turns out that he, Old Feng, just wanted to take advantage of the situation, so that when Babuzabu and Xiao Rizi were fighting with the Marshal, he would come out to take advantage!
In other words, it is very likely that Old Feng had privately reached some kind of consensus with the Japanese, probably the group of Japanese representatives from the military consulate who supported the Zongli Socialist Party and planned to kill Marshal Zhang!
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's face turned calm: "Why don't I understand what you mean?"

"Even if the Japanese lost some farm tools, why did Commander Feng take it so seriously? What does it mean for you to take it seriously?"

He almost accused him of being a traitor. Jiang Cheng picked up the teacup and said slowly, "Brother Xuecheng, I remember that the governor signed the decree right after he took office."

"No matter who you are, you are not allowed to privately trade with the Japanese. I think..."

I didn't expect that he would fan the flames, but he ended up bringing disaster upon himself.

Cai Yuanming was a little dumbfounded, but after all, his brain reacted quickly: "Well, what I mean is that you Xinmin leaders are incompetent and there is no peace in the land!"

"After the Japanese were robbed, they didn't cause trouble for you, but for us! Yes, it was the division commander who met with the Japanese consul, comforted him with kind words and paid compensation, and the matter was suppressed."

Bullshit, you are talking nonsense in broad daylight.

Jiang Cheng knew he was talking nonsense, and this brother who was talking nonsense could obviously see that Jiang Cheng saw he was talking nonsense, but he still continued to say: "It seems that the strength of your 10th Regiment is just so-so."

"How can we ensure the people live and work in peace and contentment if we hand over a new group of people to you?"

My goodness, is this what the son of a warlord would say?

Among this group of warlords, big and small, from all over the Beiyang government, how many of them really care about the common people?

Which one of them doesn't occupy the territory, try every possible means to dig deep into the ground to plunder money, and then let the soldiers cause trouble?

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing!?"

Because of his rudeness, Cai Yuanming stood up.

"I suddenly thought of something funny."

Jiang Cheng stood up suddenly, his eyes as cold as a falcon's and his expression as stern as a falcon's.

(End of this chapter)