The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Jiang Cheng, who was never able to hold his liquor, was drunk by frequent toasts, and it was almost the next afternoon when he woke up.

When he woke up in a daze, he found two maids cleaning the room. Although the whole bedroom was filled with heavy incense, Jiang Cheng could still smell a strong smell mixed with food and wine dregs... Obviously, he vomited a lot after going to bed yesterday.

With a splitting headache and numbness all over his body, Jiang Cheng just sat up with one hand on the bed when he heard a sound of someone pretending to clear the throat coming from the coat room in the bedroom.

Jiang Cheng immediately focused his attention and found the tone familiar.

"Han Qing?"

Suddenly noticing the figure of a man standing up from the sofa, Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyes which were still blurry due to sleepiness, "What's wrong with you?"

Before he could even ask, Zhang Hanqing, with an unhappy look on his face, drove all the maids and servants out of the room, then walked up to him coldly and threw a set of clothes that he had prepared in advance at him.

"You slept well. Your troops have all headed north to Jilin, and you are still enjoying yourself here?"

With a stern face, she said coldly, "I haven't asked you yet... You let Xuecheng work with you and tricked me out of Jinan City. Now you appoint Pingchuan?"

"Damn it, how can this be justified? Forget about you - now your lackey has become a warlord, and you actually stole it from me!"

Tsk, did you steal it from me?

Jiang Cheng curled his lips and said, "Hanqing, you are drunk, right? From what you said, it seems as if Shandong is already your Zhang family's one-third acre of land?"

"But do you know that the team playing at home this time is our Jilin Army... Besides, I don't know if you have heard the battle report from the front line, and who told you the battle report from the front line,"

"You may not think the battles sound very intense, Pingchuan and Xipeng are fighting at the crossfire point - but do you know how long it took us to plan, how much we planned, and how much military expenditure we spent?"

Even though Jiang Cheng looked dizzy now, he had been a provincial governor for three years and was used to big scenes and bloody storms. He did not take this playboy's accusation of accusation seriously at all.

These words were well-reasoned and had already left him speechless.

"You, that's all you're saying...Are you saying that Mao Chen and I are incompetent?"

Is this an illusion... When I stare at the young marshal with narrowed eyes, I always have a feeling that he is weak and seems to be hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter with you?"

While he was mumbling something about grabbing territory, Jiang Cheng had already put on his shirt and trousers, and stood up while buttoning them. "I say, whether to grab territory or not - let's wait for the master to decide."

"You came to see me today not just to vent your anger, right?"

Zhang Hanqing remained silent.

"We are brothers who studied together to carry guns and walk around the building. Why are you hemming and hawing? Is that even a decent way of speaking?"

This time, it was Jiang Cheng who felt justified. He pulled him over and started questioning him.

His eyes quickly turned a little sad, but soon changed from suspicion to trust.

He finally let out a long sigh and took something out of his arms.

The envelope was made of kraft paper...but Jiang Cheng easily found that there were many obvious signs of rubbing on it, which meant that he must have looked through it many times.

"This is?"

The envelope was empty, without any signature - it must not have been sent through normal channels;

But this is normal. In this era when communication is not very convenient, many people will give letters to acquaintances to deliver.

After quickly browsing through it, Jiang Cheng immediately turned his astonished eyes to Zhang Hanqing: "Fuck, is this true or false?" Zhang Hanqing nodded with mixed feelings: "How can this be false? Alas, Feilan, I was a little angry just now--"

"But this is about my sister, I really..."

Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and stared at the other person without saying a word:

The person who wrote the letter was none other than the young marshal's elder sister, Zhang Shoufang.

As a victim of a political marriage, she married Bao Yinglin, the eldest son of Bao Guiqing, the then governor of Heilongjiang Province.

He also knew what happened next. First, the ambitious Guo Guizi took the first batch of cadets from the Military Academy on a "study tour", and Bao Yulin, the second son of the Bao family, had an accident.

Then came the unrest in Heilongjiang Province, and Wu Junsheng and himself sent troops one after another, defeating the old Bao family and crippling them... Considering that they were in-laws, the old Zhang family ordered Jiang and Wu to give up the pursuit and let them lead their troops into the pass.

"So, our sister is in Shandong?"

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and read the contents of the letter for the second time, frowning and saying, "To be honest, I don't know anything about this!"

"Besides, what the hell is this guy doing after learning this? If I knew a little bit..."

He knew a little about the Zhang family. After the Marshal swore brotherhood at Bajiaotai, he fled to western Liaoning and left his first wife and children in his hometown, so the siblings became more dependent on each other.

However, because Zhang Shoufang had a hot-tempered and strong personality, and Bao Yinglin was a playboy who liked to flirt with other women, the relationship between the two was not good after marriage. It was only because of Zhang Zuolin's power that Bao Yinglin could barely cope with it.

“That’s… eh.”

Zhang Hanqing sighed and continued speaking helplessly.

After the marriage, Zhang Shoufang was always unhappy, and the unhappy marriage made this sister's hatred for the Zhang family even deeper.

Especially when the Bao family was driven out of the Northeast, she followed her husband's family without saying a word and never contacted her parents' family again.

It was only recently that I sent a letter to Jinan Prefecture.

Although there are no crucial words written here, the words between the lines reveal that Zhang Shoufang is feeling wronged and his life is difficult to sustain.

Although she was asking for help, she asked her brother for help in this way——

She must hate her father a lot to be able to
Jiang Cheng handed the letter back to him with both hands: "Alright, we are brothers now, let's not dwell on this matter any more."

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

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On the same day, Jiang Cheng called Huang Yongan who was still stationed in Jinan Prefecture.

He told him an address and asked him to lead his troops to surround the place and pick up the mother and daughter - and then personally arranged a battalion of troops to carefully send them to Jilin Prefecture.

Jiang Cheng met with the Marshal that night. The old fox was trying to get him to know about the situation in Shandong, which showed that he was also attracted by the glamorous world of the Central Plains.

Jiang Cheng managed to expand the conflict in Shandong with little effort, but he did not mention at all the fact that Cao Kun preferred his son-in-law.

Moreover, his trip was not in vain. In addition to showing that Shandong was Shuai Ye's territory, he also asked Yu Fengzhi to transfer all the dividends from American stocks to the old fox's account.

This way he can continue to develop on his own. In addition, the batch of tanks that Zhang Hanqing bought earlier is equivalent to giving him something to "pay off his debt".

Seeing the large amount of money that could be used for military expenses, the old fox was naturally so happy that he couldn't stop laughing. He patted him on the shoulder and repeatedly reminded him to protect Shandong and also to be careful about his own back door. (End of this chapter)