The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

I really thought this old fox wanted to ask something, but I didn't expect that he was concerned about his own daughter.

Could it be that... the old man is suspecting that he had tricked Zhang Shoufang into Jilin as a "hostage"?
Under the influence of alcohol, Jiang Cheng's reaction was a little slow, but he still turned his eyes away unnaturally.

"What are you looking at me for?"

After hitting him twice on the thigh, the Marshal curled his lips and cursed a few words, then turned his shrewd little eyes to Wu Junsheng across the table——

The latter drank one cup after another with his son, and they clearly smelled of alcohol.

I felt a little sad in my heart.

I understand now: it is obvious that Wu Chifang's matter stimulated him the most... As a father of a daughter as well, Jiang Cheng can understand his fatherly heart.

After all, no matter how solemn, cold and cruel a person appears to be, he still has a gentle area that belongs to him.

For Wu Junsheng, his two children are his favorites, while for Marshal Zhang, his unruly eldest daughter is undoubtedly the softest spot in the heart of this warlord.

"It's really good. There are many women and children in the mansion... and since the Tumen River estuary was completely opened to the sea, a lot of foreign goods have been brought in, making it very rich;"

Jiang Cheng turned around and called the guard Feng Qing, asking him to call his wife Hai Huixin over. "Huixin, hurry up and talk to Master Shuai. How is Sister Shoufang doing recently..."

How could Hai Huixin not know the interests involved?
Quickly bend down slightly and whisper in the Marshal's ear:

Seeing that he actually turned around and listened carefully, Jiang Cheng secretly felt fortunate that letting Hai Pingchuan withstand the pressure from the Bao family and bring her and her daughter back was the right decision.

While he was thinking in his mind, Gao Wensheng stood up from the table of senior officers, walked over quietly, and whispered to his father Jiang Lanxuan.

Putting down his wine glass, the highest official in Rehe suddenly turned his eyes away. Jiang Cheng saw from his lip movements that he said:
What, when did it happen?
Gao Wensheng, on the other hand, had a sullen face. He lowered his body even lower and spoke a long string of words to his direct superior who had turned his body away.

Jiang Cheng couldn't see clearly, and was about to get up and go over to ask about the situation, but unexpectedly, Marshal Zhang beside him suddenly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder a few times, and said with some gratitude: "Feilan, you helped me solve a problem!"

"Tell me, how can I thank you properly?"

I was still thinking about what happened to my father, but his words suddenly brought me back to my senses: "Ah, this, this... Hehe, handsome man, you are too polite,"

"Han Qing and I are as close as brothers, and Sister Shoufang is naturally my sister as well. If I don't take care of my own sister and niece, who will?"

Jiang Cheng was talking to the Marshal, and Jiang Lanxuan, along with Gao Wensheng, Yang Hong and other staff members, came forward with their glasses raised to toast him. They unexpectedly said:
"Master, there is some trouble on the Rehe border. Wensheng, Yang Hong and I cannot stay here any longer. We must return to Chengde immediately."

Incident at the border?

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment and then remembered something. It seemed that he had seen this passage in the history of war: Not long after the Su Hong regime was established, it had a conflict with Hua Xia...

In fact, it was not a conflict at all. The Russians and the Fengtian Army sent troops at the same time and confronted each other for about three or four months. The Russians chose to negotiate with the Fengtian Army in Ulaanbaatar, and finally the two sides resolved the issue peacefully.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chengben's somewhat nervous mood relaxed. He stood up and raised his glass with the other senior executives, and said goodbye to Jiang Lanxuan and others.

After talking to the Marshal, Jiang Cheng bypassed Sun Liechen and went after his father. "Jing Yan, why are you so anxious? Did the Russians on the border cause trouble?"

At this time, Zhang Zuoxiang also chased out and said, "I say you are not a competent grandfather. You don't even give your grandchildren a good hug."

Jiang Cheng also said, "Dad, if you need my help, just let me know. Jilin is strong and can provide reinforcements to Xinmin at any time."

Jiang Lanxuan turned around and ordered his adjutant to prepare the car, then walked over and said, "Good son! You have become more and more capable in the past few years - Dad is so happy."

"The Rehe garrison can solve this problem, Feilan...you must be very careful when you return to Jilin. Even though the local Japs have been driven out, it doesn't mean you can let your guard down, eh——"

At this point, Jiang Lanxuan waved his hand and smiled, "What am I talking about? My son has grown up and has been a provincial governor for three years. Why should I worry about him?"

Zhang Zuoxiang also smiled knowingly: "Look at how promising your son is... He always cares about his father when something happens, huh! He is not like my Tingshu, the little bastard who is in England and doesn't even send me a letter."

Jiang Cheng said quickly, "My second brother is studying at a naval school in the UK. He sent me a letter last month saying he wanted to buy two British battleships. I approved it."

Jiang Lanxuan also smiled: "Minister, look at this matter, our younger generation has become great, and we don't have to worry about it in the future."

As he spoke, Yang Hong also carefully interrupted and asked a few questions about his son Yucheng. Jiang Cheng praised him and his farming team highly, and repeatedly said that it was thanks to them that the food problem of the Jilin immigrants was solved.

As they were talking, the adjutant had already prepared a car and was waiting at the door. Jiang Cheng and Zhang Zuoxiang escorted the few people out of the Marshal's Mansion to say goodbye. At this moment, Feng Qing ran over with a telegram in his hand.

It was sent by Zhang Tinglan who stayed in Jilin Prefecture. It contained two things:

First, Zhang Tingxue gave birth to a baby girl in the hospital. Both mother and daughter are safe and everything is fine.

Jiang Cheng happily reported the good news to Zhang Zuoxiang, who returned to the banquet happily holding the telegram paper.
However, another piece of news made Jiang Cheng frown: someone came from Vladivostok, as if things were not going well there recently. Also... Duan Zhigui, who was in Harbin, was always jumping around in Harbin when he had nothing to do.

"Is this another idea from his bastard nephew?"

Jiang Cheng hummed a few times, folded the paper twice, stuffed it back into his jacket pocket, and then walked towards the table.

Zhang Zuoxiang, who had just had a granddaughter at this time, was undoubtedly the "focus person" among his brothers, and people frequently raised their glasses to congratulate him.

"Look, the father is back too!"

Sun Liechen was the first to notice Jiang Cheng. He stood up and pointed at him, "Come on, no one is allowed to let this brat go today. We must make him drunk in the mansion."

Jiang Cheng chuckled and did not refuse everyone's congratulations. He picked up the wine glass, clinked it with everyone's and drank it before returning to the Marshal.

At this time, he was leaning on the armchair, happily chatting with Hai Huixin. Seeing Jiang Cheng's serious face, he asked, "What's wrong? What happened in Jilin again?"

Jiang Cheng explained the situation carefully to him, and then said, "Master, I'm sorry that I can't accompany you any longer. I have to return to Harbin immediately."

"If this doesn't work out, we'll have to fight the Russians in Siberia." (End of this chapter)