The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 80 Losing temper

"Oh, that's not fast! The exam is only ten days away? Then I must prepare well in the next few days..."

"Feilan, even though your father doesn't seem to care about your college entrance exam, he is anxious inside!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Zhang Hanqing, who was standing by the window with his hands in his pockets and holding a cigarette.

When I think about the telephones these days, all calls are made through operators, so it’s better to say less.

Jiang Cheng then said, "Uncle, please tell my dad that Feilan must get one of the top three this time."

"Serve our Fengtian Army and the Northeast more in the future!"

Gao Wensheng laughed happily: "Good boy, that's right... I knew you could do it!"

"By the way, Feilan, there is something else I need to tell you—"

"Yang Hong has approached me twice, asking me to help his family Yucheng find a way, but you know how much face I have as an uncle? I only know a few fellow villagers in the provincial capital, and I can't make any calls anywhere."

I knew what he meant, that he wanted me to help Yang Yucheng think of a solution.

But Guo Songling, as the chief examiner this time, didn't even give the old marshal face. How could Jiang Cheng have the virtue and ability to allow him to be admitted to the school?
"Uncle, I told Deputy Captain Yang before that he really has to take the exam himself - if you don't believe me, ask Han Qing. Even he has to take the exam himself!"

When he heard himself being mentioned, Zhang Hanqing turned his head away with a confused look on his face.

"Look, I've just said this, and Yang Hong and I have pretty much finished explaining it. Okay, okay... let's not talk about this for now. If you need anything, just come to me, your uncle. I'll take care of everything for you!"

After a few words of concern, he hung up the phone.

"Just take the exam, why are you mentioning me?"

"Well, you don't know... there is a deputy head of my father's group. I don't know what he is possessed by, but he thinks there is something fishy going on in our exam this time, and he insisted that I find a spot for him."

Jiang Cheng scratched his head helplessly, "We both heard it, didn't we? Guo Guizi is in charge of the exam this time. Even you, Zhang Hanqing, have to take the exam. What can I do? He hit a wall with me, so he went to see my dad, the chief of staff."

Zhang Hanqing laughed out loud: "He's really interesting. It's just an exam, why would he use such a crooked idea?"

"Why... is his son so shameless, or is he so incompetent that he has to take this path?"

The original owner had no memory of Yang Hong's son, but he did hear his father say once that Yang Yucheng seemed to have studied abroad and only returned at the beginning of this year.

"You stumped me. I have really seen him."

"Who would believe that you have never seen your father, the deputy commander's son?"

As they were talking, they heard Shou Yi's voice at the door: "Hey, Sixth Son! Why are you here? I've been looking for you everywhere in the mansion but I can't find you."

"Come here quickly, the dress has been altered for you, and we're waiting for you to come and try it on! Oh, Feilan is here too, come and take a look,"

"Hey, this guy was invited by Master Wu from the capital. He is very skilled. Come quickly, both of you!"

With a bit of impatience, she came up to urge him, dragging one person with one hand and going straight to the inner room on the third floor of the villa.

The place looked like a tailor shop, with a man in his forties leading several apprentices busying around. Marshal Zhang's concubines were also present.

Seeing Zhang Hanqing, they surrounded him and said angrily, "Where have you been?" "Come and try it on." "Look at how good this material is."

They chirped like a startled tit, which made Jiang Cheng, who was watching, look sympathetic.

No wonder the old squad leader always said that no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will still be nagging when she gets old. According to the quantifier, one woman is at least five hundred ducks.

There were at least two thousand of them present, and the noise made the future Crown Prince of Northeast China impatient: "Okay, that's enough, let the mothers decide..."

"My opinion is not important, not important!"

This time he couldn't help himself. Jiang Cheng rolled up his sleeves and was about to laugh secretly, but when he turned his eyes... he happened to see Yu Fengzhi coming out from behind the screen. The bright red Xiuhe dress and the golden phoenix crown and pearl curtain - such a color combination should be very vulgar in the eyes of a modern man like Jiang Cheng, but it complemented this beautiful face very well, and he was stunned.

The beauty of the country is in love with each other...

I am not a person who likes to read books, but the first thing that comes to my mind is these ancient poems that describe beauties.

Who the hell said something about a grinding wheel face, a small nose and small eyes?

Anyone who said this should have his eyes stomped on.

However, this beautiful face did not show any joy or anticipation of good things to come, and there was a hint of sadness between her brows.

"Han Qing."

Looking back at her fiancé, Yu Fengzhi lowered her eyes and spoke indifferently.

Zhang Hanqing stood in the middle, clenching his teeth and being speechless.

This marriage, which had considerable political significance, clearly hurt the two young people - especially what happened afterwards, which was even more painful for Feng Zhi.

Beautiful, virtuous, capable and good at business, such a good girl...

Even Jiang Cheng felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Oh girl, look at how beautiful you are! You're more beautiful than the entire Fengtian City!"

Shou Yi must have noticed the awkwardness of the situation, and was the first to approach with a surprised look on his face, "Tsk tsk, people from the capital are different, aren't they?"

"Look at the stitching, look at the material?"

He turned around and praised the tailor again, who immediately bowed and said, "Young Madam, your figure and appearance cannot be enhanced by my craftsmanship. You are a top-notch talent! A top-notch talent!"

"Okay, stop bragging, they're just two pieces of clothing."

At this time, Zhang Hanqing actually got angry, "Where's mine? Just give it a try... Fei Lan and I have something else to do."

The scene froze like ice again.

Yu Fengzhi paused and stood there like a puppet, motionless.

But the pair of small hands exposed from the sleeves were already trembling slightly.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing her like this, Shou Yi forced a smile, patted Zhang Hanqing lightly and winked at him, "Does it have to be now?"

"Yes, it has to be now!"

Instead, he was enraged, turned around and yelled at Shou Yi, "What's the matter? It's a man's big deal!"

"It's not something you women should have, clothes and jewelry!"

"You don't have a proper way to make a living, do you?"

"Is it necessary to make such a big fuss about getting married?"

"Who are you trying to disturb? Who wants to be hung here?"

Listening to his words one by one, the second concubine was completely furious. She said loudly: "Sixth son! What are you doing? There is a time for mischief, right?"

"I'm fooling around? Haha... I'm fooling around? Who is fooling around in this marriage?"

(End of this chapter)