The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

After the failed uprising with the pigtail army, Feng Delin became a member of the official department in the old house in Zhengjiatun.

But his health has not been very good in the past two years. With the Marshal's permission, he has been recuperating in the provincial capital.

In fact, he had heard from his son Feng Yong, who was with the warring states, last night that Zhang Hanqing had come back in a rage.

Mumbling that something bad was going to happen, he asked an old acquaintance to keep an eye on where the young master was going.

When Feng Delin heard that someone had broken into Yang Yuting's house, he didn't care about his discomfort and ran over in a panic.

"Third... Third Uncle."

Zhang Hanqing had always been very polite to Feng Delin, as he and Feng Yong had been in a life-and-death relationship since childhood. Seeing that Feng Delin's face was red from the cold and he was panting and anxious, he felt a little apologetic.

But Yang Yuting had clearly angered him to the greatest extent. If Zhang Hanqing didn't vent his anger, it would be difficult for him to calm down.

Besides, as things have developed to this point, it is no longer just about revenge for the tragic death of a friend.

Mr. Yang, you’re reaching too far!
"The war is over, and all those who should be killed have been killed. Are you still planning to cause trouble?"

Feng Delin walked up slowly, took his hand and dragged him upstairs, "Come on, if you have something to say, don't complain in front of these old people."

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With Feng Delin's advice, Zhang Hanqing's anger naturally subsided a lot.

Moreover, Zhang Hanqing himself knew that the case of Guo Songling was of great importance. Even if he really wanted to protect him, he could only do so through secret rescue and sending him to a foreign country.

But no matter what, Yang Yuting is really too hateful.

Feng Delin, however, thought so. After sitting down, he presented the facts to Zhang Hanqing, saying that your father had spent a lot of money and money to quell the rebellion, but in the end he had no choice but to turn to the Japanese again.

The devils are asking your father for favors almost every day, causing unrest in the Zhang family...

"If you are really filial, you should stop causing trouble for your father!"

Feng Delin rolled his eyes again, "Think about it carefully - no matter what General Yang is like, he is still one of our family members, the one who works hard for your Zhang family! He is much better than that little Japanese..."

"Besides, think about it carefully. If there is any conflict, who did you help and who did you make happy?"

After saying this, Zhang Hanqing was speechless.

He understood that the current matter had to be left alone, and he really couldn't do anything to the man named Yang.

After glaring at the chief of staff who was trying to smile reluctantly, Zhang Hanqing stood up and said, "I understand what Third Master means—"

"Alright, let's leave it at that for today... Yang Yuting, I have to give face to my Third Uncle! Besides, the situation in the Northeast is indeed complicated and changeable. If you and I really want to, let's work together in the future!"

Yang Yuting stepped forward and said with a smile: "Yes, yes! Han...ah, what the young commander said makes sense!"

"From now on, we will work together and everything will be for the Northeast!"

Zhang Hanqing did not accept his handshake, quickly walked past him, slammed the door and left.

"Third Master, look at this matter..." Yang Yuting was also really helpless, "Yes, I admit that I was the one who gave Master Shuai the idea of ​​executing that devil Guo;"

"But you also saw it. He came in so brazenly right after the murder... I'm just worried that the longer the night, the more trouble I'll have."

Feng Delin always appears to be confused and foolish, but he is just trying to fool outsiders. The old guy is not much dumber than the Marshal.

You have so many evil ideas in your mind, and you're still pretending in front of me?
Feng Delin glanced at the other person and sneered in his heart. The reason why Guo Guizi is in this situation is at least 70% to 80% due to your mischief - now you come to me and pretend to be innocent?
"haha, yes!"

Feng Delin smiled and said, "There is just one thing I haven't thought through. Where are those old people in Jinzhou? Why are you looking for Huang Yongan instead of anyone else?"

"From what we can see now, Yongan is Pingchuan's subordinate... but if we look back earlier, he was Ren Feilan's subordinate!"

Yang Yuting's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Looking back at those eyes that were full of smiles and infinite shrewdness, he immediately understood that Feng Delin had obviously guessed his multiple uses of one trick!
Guo Songling's rebel army was advancing like a hot knife through butter. The Marshal was so panicked that he moved his wife and children to the territory of the Manchurian Railway and even wanted to burn down his residence. He was so anxious that he didn't care about anything.

I just took this "ride" and got rid of Guo Songling first, and maybe I could also take Hai Pingchuan with me... or that hateful Jiang Feilan!

Because he knew the young marshal's temper very well, ordering the execution of Guo Guizi and exposing his and his wife's bodies for three days was enough to completely infuriate him:
If he pulled out a gun and shot Huang Yongan in a fit of rage, Hai Pingchuan and Jiang Feilan would probably be furious as well.

Anyway, one Kwantung Army soldier can be defeated, and if there are two or three more, we can kill them all at once, and they won’t be an eyesore anymore!

"Haha, Master San, I don't quite understand what you are saying."

Yang Yuting maintained his composure and changed the subject with a smile on his face, "But having said that, today's matter is also thanks to you, Third Master, for coming here in person--"

"Look at how angry Han Qing is. Without your intervention, it really won't be possible."

Seeing that he didn't accept the challenge, Feng Delin couldn't help but sneer, and actually shook off his hands that were trying to help him, and immediately turned around and pointed at his chest with his index finger:
"Remember this, kid. If you are in the Fengtian Army and serve the Zhang family, you must keep your mind in the right place—"

"In the Northeast, the surname is Zhang now, and it will be Zhang in the future... If there is anyone who really wants to change his surname, then Guo Guizi, whose corpse was exposed for three days, is an example!"

After saying this, Feng Delin snatched his thick fox fur hat from the coat rack and left angrily.

"Hmph, will your surname be Zhang in the future?"

Yang Yuting sneered, looking at the other person's rapidly receding back, the murderous intent in his eyes intensified a bit, "If one day he really changes his surname to Jiang, I think you old guys will end up like Guo Songling!"

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Early in the morning, newspapers large and small throughout the Northeast received orders from the Marshal's Office to include the news of the rebels' defeat and the execution of the bandit leader in all the newspapers printed that day.

As if they were afraid that killing a chicken to scare the monkeys would not be effective, in addition to the content of the document itself, half a page was used to publish photos of the couple being shot to death and their bodies exposed in the wild.

"That's... a bit too much."

The first person to see the newspaper in Jilin Prefecture was Zhang Tingshu.

The bright and playful second son showed a rare bitter face, "Just shoot him, why throw him on the riverbank - and put such a big photo, hey! This man will not die, why bother." (End of this chapter)