Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 63
"Are you okay?" Ning Zheng asked softly.

Feng Jiu's face became hot, and all the scenes from yesterday came back... What kind of stupid question, how can people answer it?

If he said it was not good, he would naturally ask himself to say how it was not good; if he said it was good—then there was no need to "add the best to the best".

Feng Jiu actually wanted to pretend to faint or something, but unfortunately, his health is too good to pass out no matter what.Besides, I really don't have any experience in pretending to be dizzy, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating.

Feng Jiu looked out of the window, the sky was bright, she cleared her throat, interrupting on purpose, "What time is it, why don't you go to the military headquarters?"

Ning Zheng stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of her nose, "Give me two days off, and I can go to the meeting tomorrow morning."

Feng Jiu was a little at a loss, this is really not good news.

"Don't even think about messing around, tell me, are you okay?"

"It's either good or bad." Feng Jiu vaguely wanted to be sloppy, thinking that it was probably safe to answer like this.

Ning Zheng smiled, and leaned over, "That's not okay, I have to make my wife think it's a good one."

So he hid in the quilt, and continued to fan the flames on Fengjiu's body, doing bad things everywhere, biting her like a bright red and attractive candied pear cream in winter.Feng Jiu wanted to grab his hair to prevent him from being so presumptuous, but in the end, he was caught in vain. Then he remembered that his hair was shaved and it hadn't grown out yet.

After all, there was another fight, Feng Jiu buried his head in the soft goose feather pillow, and shook his index finger, "A truce, I request a truce..."

Ning Zheng laughed. Fortunately, he was worried that Feng Jiu would still be very resistant to this matter, but he didn't expect that even if he was tortured badly, he would still be willing to make jokes. It seemed that he accepted this reality smoothly.

He got up and went to the bathroom with Feng Jiu in his arms. He came out after a while, but it was inevitable that he got kicked on the face a few times.

Ning Zheng didn't expect to become fat with one bite, but it's not too much to be full first, and it is beneficial to the physical and mental health of both parties.

Ning Zheng opened the window, allowing the cool morning breeze to flow in, blowing away the original glamorous atmosphere in the room.

The two returned to the bed, and Feng Jiu was in a hurry to get down, for fear that Ning Zheng, who still had a day off, would waste the rest of his time on the bed.

Ning Zheng stretched out his hand to hold Fengjiu to keep her from moving, and rubbed her hand back and forth on her flat, sunken, greasy belly, lingering, "Father has a bowl of jelly porridge every morning, and we will eat it from tomorrow morning. This. Father’s favorite food, you can’t go wrong.”

Fengjiu's breakfast was rich and colorful, like the old man who had been eating only one kind of porridge for more than ten years, she wanted to protest when she heard it.

Unexpectedly, Ning Zheng said again: "Maybe, our children are all pregnant here." Maybe it's because the prospect is so beautiful, Ning Zheng couldn't help laughing.

His hair has only grown an inch, probably because his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, and he looks refreshed.His head shape is very beautiful, and now his upper body is bare, revealing his strong muscles, matching his facial features everywhere, as if the clear morning breeze is coming in through the wide open window.

It's a pity that such a beautiful and strong body, which is as beautiful as the "Laocoon in the Trojan War" created by the Greek Agsandros in the first century BC, coupled with an unparalleled male beauty, is "for the blind Winking", no one appreciates it at all.

Feng Jiu became anxious as soon as he heard it, and only then did he realize that there was such a possibility of follow-up development. As soon as he straightened up and just remembered, Ning Zheng tightened his arms again, and said softly, "I'm going to take your It’s a good field, plowed so that it’s so green… To conceive a child, your body needs to be taken care of—from today on, you’re not allowed to eat ice.”

Listen, what is this called?Good field?Green and oily?Also, plow?
Feng Jiu couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled his mischievous hand off, "Why do you have so many troubles? Mr. Ren Bingxin gave birth to a baby in a London hospital, and the doctor brought her a plate of ice cream to eat right after giving birth. What's unhealthy about her. How are you, I'm not doing well, you don't even let me eat ice."

Ning Zheng was silent, it was a little too hasty.If you want to get long and look forward to Shu, there are still four words: Xu Xu Tu Zhi.

"However, how do you make the 'yan vegetable porridge'?" Feng Jiu is also big-hearted, and he may have waited long enough for the boot of Yuanfang to hit the ground, and he will be relieved once things develop irreversibly.

Now, on the contrary, he cares more about this famous jelly porridge than mourning for his daughter who has never returned.

Of course, she just asked casually, and she didn't expect Ning Sanshao, who was a "gentleman far away from the kitchen", to say that he was ugly.

Unexpectedly, Ning Zheng had a magical power at this time: "First boil the glutinous rice, then add chicken broth to boil; add about [-] qian jelly, and two pigeon eggs. The taste is suitable for salt and light, and the fresh fragrance is strong. "In the northern region, glutinous rice is called Jiangmi.

"Hey——" Feng Jiu looked at him with admiration, "You don't care much about cooking skills, except for 'wrong dishes', this may be the second delicacy you can name."

"Whoever said it, I can tell you something about the 'four must-have dishes'. However, I have been thinking about this pot of porridge for many years. When my mother and our brothers and sisters came here, I saw it early the next morning. Father and Second Aunt are eating this porridge... but we don't have any share."

His tone was relaxed and indifferent, as if he didn't care, but Feng Jiu knew that the young Ning Zheng must have had a lot to remember so clearly.

However, eating this "yan vegetable porridge" now, the meaning has changed again, and it has become a kind of nostalgia.

"Jiu'er, in one's life, there are always some people who are very important to you. If you were asked to rank them in order: yourself, your partner, your children, your parents, how would you rank them?"

Feng Jiu thought for a while, "I will be 'myself-parent-partner-child'".

"Why?" Ning Zheng really didn't expect that the order of his wife was so different.

This was brought up by a person who had just returned from an advanced study in the United States at a reunion of several American military school classmates a while ago, saying that it is a kind of psychological self-analysis that is very popular in Western society.

Generally, Chinese men will be "parents-self-children-partner", while Chinese women are more extreme, and then reverse their partners and themselves, and put themselves last.

Bong Goo smiled, "Because I am committed to being an 'independent woman'."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

Feng Jiu said, "For me, it is not easy to go through the world. Then what am I here for? To be a daughter? To be a wife? To be a mother? Yes, and neither. I came to discover To be myself, to find myself, to realize myself, so, I am the most important. I will not be anyone's vassal, and I don't want to live in this world as someone else; I am me." After finishing speaking, she looked at Ning Zheng—Don't think that you are finally a husband and wife, so you don't want to be fooled by trying to trap yourself with children and family.

In fact, this is really out of the heart of the Nine villains, Ning Zheng asked purely because he wanted to know his wife better.

If the house has not been consummated, Ning Zheng might feel uneasy when he heard Feng Jiu's "Declaration of Independence", but now, he is very peaceful.

He held Fengjiu's cheeks with both hands, looked into her eyes, "Yes, I promise, let you be yourself... Also, thank you for hosting the overall situation at home a while ago."

After hearing this, Feng Jiu looked at his eyes as deep as sea water, and these eyes were staring at him without distraction, as if he was really his treasure.

There's no one who doesn't like compliments, and a promise like that, and she leans forward against his body, the second time she's offered to snuggle into his arms—yes, being herself.

In any case, he did not use this to mock or beat himself, which is much better than most Chinese men of this era.

Ning Zheng then asked her, "Why did you put the child last?"

Feng Jiu simply explained to him, "Parents will leave us eventually when they are old, so we should fulfill our filial piety as early as possible and give priority to their requirements; but children? After all, they have to grow up, and parents are just passers-by in their lives. , They will always have their own lives, and when the time comes, it is best not to disturb; only a partner can accompany you to the end of your life," Feng Jiu paused, and added, "If you are lucky."

Ning Zheng was smiling and listening to Feng Jiu's orderly list of reasons, and he was happy in his heart: Regarding her arrangement, after thinking about it, he also agrees, but after hearing it... what does this last sentence mean?
He couldn't help pressing on Fengjiu again, and began to tickle her, "What good luck is bad? 'Life is the same bed and death is the same acupuncture point', you are not allowed to plan any more twists and turns."

Feng Jiu was the most ticklish, and was so tickled that he shed tears, so he could only bow his hands to beg for forgiveness, "Master Jun, please forgive me! It's because of our 'friendship' last night!"

Ning Zheng laughed loudly, and kissed her cheek hard, "How can you make up words." Still, he spared her.

Feng Jiu rang the bedside bell, and Qiu Sheng came in to comb Feng Jiu's hair: Yesterday was so abnormal, the master didn't come out, Mama Wu understood something, she didn't let Qiu Sheng do it, but came up to put the prepared lunch and dinner in person On the coffee table in the living room, then closed the door and hurried downstairs, pretending not to hear the movement in the bedroom.

In fact, as Feng Jiu's nanny, she has always known that the two of them are not really together: every time I tidy up the sheets in the master bedroom, they are always clean, how is this possible?However, she didn't intend to persuade the girl.

Consistent with the views of other people in the Tang House, in Wu Ma's view, her daughter could have lived a very happy life, but now she is caught in the fire, and she is at a loss.Since you don't want to be a little woman, then don't do it. The main purpose is to make the girl feel at ease, and you can let go of other considerations.

As for now, there is nothing to be done: Judging from the two years of their marriage, my uncle is still good.

Qiu Sheng is half-understanding, but he is wise enough to ignore it.

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Jiu asked her to wear a double butterfly bun for herself, and told Qiu Sheng not to wear double braids for herself in the future.After all, I'm not a girl anymore, so I'm sorry to comb this girl's hair again.

Ning Zheng watched from the side, with a smile on his face: This girl, no, this little woman, finally wants to be her own wife with peace of mind.

He looked at her from the side, and found that the current appearance was really the face of a bride, so he couldn't help thinking about it—if Yang Liren, who had venomous eyes, saw Feng Jiu again, he probably wouldn't laugh at him anymore.

Ning Zheng didn't think that he was ridiculous enough, so he began to deceive himself.

In fact, Yang Liren was just guessing in the past. If he was really that good, he could go to Tianbao Class and make a big teapot for Xiao Li's mother to identify Huanghua's daughter.

On the following day, Feng Jiu still had to hang out with Ning Zheng, who had plenty of vacation time. The two chatted about the latest international and domestic situations, and admired a box of Mr. Nantian's paintings that Ning Zheng specially collected for her. Lou went for a walk in the garden, and later went boating on the Mirror Lake for a while. In fact, this kind of time was rare and leisurely. After all, since the accident happened, this was the first time that two people could spend their days in such a leisurely way.

The weather was fine at this time, and it looked a bit hot under the direct sunlight.However, the lotus wind blows on the water, "green lotus covers green water, hibiscus covers red fresh", the huge mirror lake is decorated with beauty.

The scene in front of him reminded Ning Zheng of the scene where Feng Jiu and Wei Yuanhua were rowing water chestnuts together when they went to the Tang Mansion before their marriage. Wei Yuanhua still hugged Feng Jiu who almost fell into the water. , suddenly stretched out his head and kissed Feng Jiu on the face, Feng Jiu looked at him inexplicably, Ning Zheng smiled slightly.

At this time, it suddenly started to rain. The weather in Fengtian has always been capricious, and it can change at any time. The sun is shining brightly and the clouds are blooming, and it can rain from the sun in an instant.

The boat had an awning on one end, and it was exactly where Feng Jiu was sitting. She didn't like to hide from the rain, but she got out and raised her face to meet the light and delicate raindrops.

Raindrops from small to large, connected into a line, became raindrops, reflecting the sun, and fell on the pink, red and white lotus flowers half-opened in the lake.The Han and the beauties complement each other, and the beauties are not inferior, Ning Zheng thought, Xiao Ai is indeed a master of calligraphy and painting, and the comparison of Fengjiu to Qinghe after the rain is quite vivid.

"Hey, rainbow!" The sun did not rain for long, and it stopped soon. A bow-like rainbow appeared on the far horizon, spanning the entire sky. Feng Jiu sat on the bow, looking up at it in fascination. .

After watching for a long time, Feng Jiu looked away, only to realize that Ning Zheng had approached him at some point, looking at him fascinatedly with his chin resting on his hand.

A beautiful woman appreciates the beauty, and I admire a beautiful woman.

In this situation, Feng Jiu was contented, but wait a minute...

Feng Jiu suddenly stretched out two hands and grabbed his cheeks, "What do you think you are the commander-in-chief of the three eastern provinces? How did you become the commander-in-chief? I always asked you to be the uncle, but you are more determined to refuse it! "

Fengjiu gritted his teeth, thinking that the responsibilities and obligations of the two of them would increase dramatically in the future, he suddenly felt very depressed, and just blurted out the words that had been on his mind for a while.

Ning Zheng was a little speechless.He sincerely hopes that Uncle Lao will take over this burden. In terms of seniority, military merit, and reputation, Uncle Lao is the number one candidate; people.

When he made up his mind to marry Feng Jiu at the beginning, he imagined that even if Feng Jiu had to follow him to become the wife of the commander-in-chief of the Ning Army, she could live a happy life for more than ten years.

Unexpectedly, the great change of identity was greatly advanced in a heart-wrenching way.Political power, connections, army, compromise, direct inheritance... how complicated things are here, Ning Zheng believes that even if he doesn't say it, Feng Jiu will understand it.

"I'm sorry Qingqing, I'm sorry..." He sincerely apologized for the uncontrollable situation and felt guilty for dragging her into the vortex of power. He knelt on one knee on the bottom of the boat and kissed her hair lightly. Standing on the top, leaning over to take the beautiful lotus after the rain into his arms.

After going back, Ning Zheng, who had just lifted the ban, naturally couldn't let Feng Jiu go for nothing, and after another night of lingering, Feng Jiu couldn't help complaining that Ning Zheng's guilt on Jinghu was a lie.Early the next morning, Ning Zheng got up and had breakfast, and told Wu Ma that Feng Jiu was still asleep, so he went directly to the military headquarters without waking her up.

When Ning Zheng arrived at the military headquarters, everyone else also arrived: In the past two months, the two factions that support the autonomy of the Northeast and those who have changed the banner of the Northeast have been arguing and arguing.There are two roads in front of us. How to determine the future of the Northeast depends entirely on the next decision of the youngest official in China.

After two days of comfortable life, the big problem that had been entangled in his heart for two years was solved, and Ning Zheng was calm and relaxed.

The participants felt that the young marshal's mood was calm and calm, unlike the fierceness and despair of a beast fighting contained in the unbearable indifference since he went to the funeral, it seemed that if there was any disturbance, the whole person would explode.Everyone nodded secretly: It is wise for the old uncle to suggest that the young marshal give the young marshal two days off to relax.

Ning Zheng looked around and saw his father's sworn brothers—Tang Gechen, Governor of Rehe Province, Zhang Fuchen, Governor of Jilin Province; and his cronies—Tu Yuting, Chief of Staff of the General Staff, Zang Shiyi, Chief of Staff of Fengtian Army, Liu Shangqing, Governor of Fengtian; Good brothers—Ji Songling, the commander of the Fourth Army, Wu Youquan, Ke Weili, the two guards who are the second of the four great masters...Ning Jun and all the leading figures in the political circles of the three eastern provinces were present, and the dust should be settled.

Ning Zheng said slowly: "Fathers, brothers, and Tongze, according to the results of the discussion on the resolutions of the Fengtian Council in the past two months, as the commander-in-chief of the security of the three eastern provinces, after careful consideration, I announce that I recognize the legitimacy of the Nanjing government and change the banner of the Northeast. , to safeguard the unity of China."

The participants who were originally as quiet as a flock of pigeons in the dark suddenly became a huge commotion. Those who had a good relationship were exchanging opinions and opinions with each other. Ning Zheng looked one by one, and there were still many people with joyful faces.

Unsurprisingly, the "Three Provinces in Northeast China and Yiyi Flag Powered On" issued after the meeting caused an uproar across the country and attracted worldwide attention.

Ning Zheng, the youngest general in China, through the great strength laid out for him by his father, the modest personal charm accumulated for him, and the reputation accumulated by his excellent military command ability, he made a clear decision as soon as he took over as the commander-in-chief of the three eastern provinces. The civil war and the decision to maintain China's unification are his highlights.

His personal prestige in the country quickly reached its peak, and at the same time, he added a lot of color to the history of China.

In the course of suffering in modern Chinese history, it is not too much to praise the importance of Fengfang's "Northeast Change of Banner" in [-]: Throughout the history of our country, the country prospers when it is united; the country declines when it is divided.

The Northeast decided to accept the leadership of the Nanjing government and reunify the country. This is not only the support of the people's hearts, but also the rule of governing the country against foreign enemies.

But how can a line of only a few words in the history books record the difficulty of Ning Zheng's sending out the change of flag and the danger of actually realizing the change of flag?

Although Ning Zheng had already made a decision, in view of the Japanese side's desperation and pressing every step of the way, the Ning Army and the Nanjing government, which really had a huge gap in strength, had to take into account the Japanese side's views and postpone the official flag change for at least three months. .

(End of this chapter)