The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 7 Assassin's Companion
Isn't it too early to rush into fun now?
Jiang Cheng smiled and turned around to take out the silver dollars. The young waiter at the Rifeng counter was more determined to take advantage of the situation when he saw how generous this young man was.

First he shouted at the women to help him change his shoes and take off his coat, then he asked someone to quickly bring him a bathrobe. The bathroom, which was quiet a few minutes ago, suddenly became warm and welcoming, and they were welcomed into the single bathroom in the back hall.

The huge private bathroom is fully equipped with massage beds, couches, various fruits, Japanese snacks, sake, hot tea and milk, and even opium pipes.

Seeing the two geishas accompanying him in the bath twisting their waists to add water to the bathtub, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but think to himself:
It seems that no matter what era it is, the rich are the ones who know how to enjoy life the most.

"Jiang Feilan, why didn't you bring me here earlier?"

He was enjoying himself while soaking in the pool and drinking foreign wine. His slender hands massaged his shoulders. Zhang Zhuqing punched him on the shoulder and said, "No wonder you don't like to go to the provincial capital anymore... If there is such a fun place, I would stay in Xinmin every day."

This kid's fist is quite hard. Jiang Cheng pretended to smile and said, "Brother, you really underestimate me. The expenses here are not small..."

"Is the little change my father gave me enough to come here and play every day? In order to entertain you, Brother Xuecheng, I can't even afford a cigarette for the rest of the month!"

She deliberately cried poor and acted pitiful to him, which made Zhang Zhuqing laugh. Then he turned and said, "You are still crying poor to me?"

"I heard it all in the provincial capital. The Third Uncle asked your father to lead the cavalry battalion to rob Duan Zhigui. All the weapons and equipment, bank funds, etc. were pocketed... Tsk tsk tsk tsk, just tell me how much your father got?"

Jiang Cheng, who was originally leaning against the pool, straightened his back and asked, "What the hell?"

He should be talking about the incident in which Zhang Zuolin and Feng Delin teamed up to drive out Duan Zhigui, the former high-ranking military governor of Fengtian...

By the way, is this why dad’s men are so indignant?
It seems that the cavalry battalion went to rob Duan Zhigui, and then the weapons, equipment and even silver and money were taken away by someone named Cai.

It seems that the 28th Army is also a mess. The warlords, big and small, are trying to gain benefits and are even trying to scheme against their brother units.

You have to be careful when facing these idiots in the future.

Jiang Cheng blinked his eyes several times but did not say anything about this. After all, if he heard about the internal conflicts in the 28th Division, it might be heard by the Marshal, and it would be bad for them if he took advantage of it.

"Look at what you said, brother, how can I get the money? Hey, whether it's the cavalry camp or my family, my father has the final say!"

"You kid, don't think I can't hear you. Do you think I'm ripping you off? Damn, it only cost you a few..."

Zhang Zhuqing glared at him and started to mock him. Then the two of them started to fight in the hot spring. The two geishas kneeling beside them dodged and splashed with water in panic.
The officer who had been silent the whole time in the opposite corner suddenly turned pale and cast a cold look over.

The dark pupils were as sharp as a needle, which even shocked Jiang Cheng, who was used to seeing big scenes in the 21st century:
Who is this guy?
As the nephew of a high-ranking military governor, although Zhang Zhuqing is not as good as Xiao Liuzi, he is definitely a powerful figure in Fengtian. This guy actually dared to act so intrusively in front of him.

However, this is not the end.

What the other party did next surprised Jiang Cheng even more. He actually reached out and grabbed the yukata next to the hot spring, and walked out while getting dressed. His words were even more sharp: "I'm sorry I can't stay with you longer! I feel really dizzy after soaking for a while."

Seeing him pull open the paper door, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but stare at his receding back: "Brother Xuecheng, you are such a great bodyguard... You even threw him a slap in the face?"

Zhang Zhuqing, who was greatly disappointed by this guy's actions, curled his lips and said, "Guard? I dare to use this kind of guard for your brother, he... Hey, where are you going?"

When he said the second half of his sentence, Jiang Cheng had just jumped out of the water nimbly. He quickly put on a defensive expression and waved to the two Japanese women to leave.

When the Marshal's beloved nephew saw him, he was very anxious: "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you chasing me away when we haven't even started to do anything?"

"Shh! Don't talk!"

As the two women left, Jiang Cheng slammed the paper door shut and put his ear against it. The smirk on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold and serious expression.

Just now, when the officer accompanying Zhang Zhuqing left rudely, Jiang Cheng happened to see two men passing through the open paper door.

During the Republic of China, the Xiaobenzi bathhouse served men, and the two men would not have attracted Jiang Cheng's attention.

But what really made him alert was the content of their conversation.

What an idiot Sancun, he set an ambush but still let the old guy run away.

What else? An encirclement had clearly been formed, but a few useless soldiers were able to hinder the action plan... It was really a disgrace to the empire.

The old man ran away,
The action plan was hindered by a few useless soldiers.

Is it... assassination?

Damn, these two bastards are in cahoots with the guy who tried to assassinate the Marshal!

"What are you doing..."

As if seeing his expression becoming more serious, Zhang Zhuqing also tiptoed over, looking alert, "What's going on outside?"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyelids and looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Do you remember the day when our sister got married and the handsome man was assassinated?"

"No surprise, these two grandsons are in the same group with them."

How could Zhang Zhuqing not be shocked after hearing this? He opened his eyes wide and almost jumped up on the spot: "Are you serious?"

Seeing him nod, the idiot was stunned again: "Wait a minute, when did you learn Japanese?"

Jiang Cheng made up a lie and said, "I heard they went to the next room...Brother, let's go back to the provincial capital with your kid to report the news, okay?"

"What news are you reporting? My uncle isn't even going to investigate."

Zhang Zhuqing rolled his eyes at him, "You don't know, right after I sent my sister out, the captain of the Japanese railway garrison and the damn consul came to the door, saying that they heard that the commander had been assassinated and were frightened, and came to express their condolences."

"My uncle was furious, but he didn't get angry with them. He sent them away politely. Xishun was furious about this. He said the Japanese were too brazen. They came to the Marshal's mansion to spy on military intelligence right after the assassination."

"Hmm." Jiang Cheng was silent.

Yes, this is the fifth year of the Republic of China. Even the King of Northeast who will dominate the areas outside the Great Wall in the future will find it difficult to compete with the powerful Little Book at this moment, and he will inevitably suffer a defeat.

Even if the officer was allowed to go back and report the news, it would most likely fall on deaf ears.

His eyes quickly rolled around again, and Jiang Cheng lowered his voice: "Come with me."

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't cause trouble for Uncle Jiang again..."

(End of this chapter)