From six o'clock in the morning, Wang Liang continued to speak until two o'clock in the afternoon, without any pause in between. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Liang is saying, Zhang Zhizhong is remembering.

More than fifty sheets of paper were written on the table, each of which was densely packed with words.

"Finished?" Zhang Zhizhong was still unsatisfied, he felt that what Wang Liang said was really good, as if it was true.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Zhizhong felt that the truth of what Wang Liang said was above 90%.

Because the number of the unit he said, the corresponding officer, and then the number of the Japanese army, and the location, these are definitely not fabricated out of thin air.

Even with so much understanding, it is by no means easy to connect them together.

"It's over." Wang Liang glanced at Zhang Zhizhong, thinking that you have heard enough, my voice is almost hoarse, and my brain is about to short-circuit.

"Did you come up with any of this?" Zhang Zhizhong still couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Wang Liang grabbed the water cup and took a few sips of water, and only after taking a breath of relief did he begin to answer the question asked by Zhang Zhizhong.

"Sort of. I have an unusual ability to predict the course of future wars by synthesizing some intelligence, and this prediction has always been accurate. Sounds a bit like a fortune teller, haha. Wang Liang made up a reason, he can't say that this is all his own history, so it's strange that General Zhang is not frightened.

"By the way, can I still tell fortunes? Do you want me to do the math for you, and see if it's accurate? Wang Liang had an idea, Zhang Zhizhong had the details in his hands, and he might not believe anything else, but when it came to himself, Lao Zhang should always have a judgment and weigh.

Wang Liang's purpose in doing this is to convince Zhang Zhizhong that the series he said before is true.

"Okay, I'd like to see how you figured it out?" Zhang Zhizhong's interest was suddenly stimulated by Wang Liang, if Wang Liang can really say something about himself, then the credibility of what he said before will be high.

"And what do you want to hear?" Wang Liang smiled mysteriously, Zhang Zhizhong, as a historical celebrity, has too much information, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"You can count me and my wife." Zhang Zhizhong is a person who loves his wife, otherwise he would have changed his wife long ago.

In his concept, a wife with broken hair must stay for life.

"In 1909, 17-year-old Hong Xihou married Zhang Zhizhong, who was also from a poor family, in accordance with the local custom of marriage between Hong and Zhang.

"That is, a few days ago, you were going to go to the Songhu Anti-Japanese Battlefield, and the fourth brother Zhang Wenxin will also go. Zhang Wenxin was brought up by Hong Xihou when he was seven years old, and the two had a deep relationship, Hong Xihou said to her husband: "When the war starts, let Wenxin stay by your side, okay?" Regarding his wife's request, Zhang Zhizhong said: "I know what you mean, but once the battle starts, it is not divided between before and after. This time I went to Shanghai, I was ready to die in battle, and as a soldier, Wenxin should be the same. "Other times, as long as they don't fight, Hong Xihou and Zhang Zhizhong are always together, and they accompany each other until the end of their lives." Wang Liang came easily and told Zhang Zhizhong and his wife about it concisely.

At first, Zhang Zhizhong didn't sound anything, but he believed that it was not difficult for others to know the previous marriage time and his wife's name.

But when Wang Liang said the following conversation, Zhang Zhizhong's mouth opened wide, and he looked at Wang Liang incredulously, how could this be?

This is exactly what he just said yesterday, how could Wang Liang know? It's incredible.

Zhang Zhizhong remembers very well that when this conversation between himself and his wife took place, there were only two of them at home, and the maid was not there.

"How do you know?" Zhang Zhizhong couldn't believe that what Wang Liang said was exactly the same.

"General Zhang, I didn't go to your house to eavesdrop, I have already said it, I have a special ability." Wang Liang can only cover up the past with things like gods and ghosts, don't people in this era believe in ghosts and gods.

"Tell me about my childhood, if you're right, I believe you really have this ability." Few people know about Zhang Zhizhong's own youth, and even intelligence agencies such as the military command and the central command cannot collect it completely, and he does not believe that Wang Liang can say that it is accurate.

Zhang Zhizhong was born on October 27, 1890, the 16th year of Guangxu, his grandfather was a farmer, and his father was a handicraft. He entered the school at the age of six and studied for ten years. ”

Because of the poverty of his family when he was a teenager, he wandered around for the next 6 years, and worked as an apprentice in the "Lu Desheng" shop run by a boss named Lu Weicai in Fenglehe Town, Anhui Province. After that, he successively served as a reserve soldier in Yangzhou's salt security department, served as a reserve police officer in the Anqing Patrol Police Bureau, and then entered the Yangzhou Patrol Police Instructor Institute for training, and graduated three months later and became a regular policeman. Wang Liang smiled knowingly, to say that it was a secret at the time, but in the 21st century, the search engine is so easy to use, is it still a secret?

Zhang Zhizhong's expression was only surprised, at this moment, he who advocated atheism was shaken, it was really incredible, what Wang Liang said was too consistent.

Even he knew that he had served as a reserve soldier in Yangzhou, and he used a pseudonym at that time, which could not be found out at all.

"General Zhang, how's it going? I should be right, right? Wang Liang has already drawn the answer from Zhang Zhizhong's expression, and what he said is the truth.

After laying the groundwork for so long, Wang Liang is about to be serious: "I still have a prediction for your future, do you want to listen to it?" ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Zhang Zhizhong was very interested, and what he said before was right, so the future should not be much worse.

In November 1937, he served as the chairman of Hunan Province and was dismissed from his post due to his mistakes that led to the "Changsha Fire" incident. Flowers have a reblooming day, as long as you are dedicated to the light, there will always be a broad road for you to open. Wang Liang's purpose is here, to remind Lao Zhang not to be dismissed.

Once he is dismissed, there are really few "normal people" in the national government.

In order for the Kuomintang to fight the enemy on the frontal battlefield, it needs appealing generals to come out and lead, and Zhang Zhizhong is precisely the most outstanding among them.

Zhang Zhizhong sat on the stool thoughtfully, his cognition was limited, and what Wang Liang let him see today was beyond his cognitive ability, and he couldn't accept it in a short period of time.

(To be continued.) )