"Would the president have ever thought that Chai Dongliang would dare to go on an expedition to Mongolia and recover tens of thousands of miles of land with the financial resources of Anhui and Jiangxi provinces and mobilize 6,000 troops. Now that Ben has captured Mukden, if the central political axe is not dealt with by thunderous means, it will inevitably make people of insight in the world look sideways, and the southern provinces will even use this as an excuse to attack the political axe and the president. Since ancient times, it is easy to say and difficult to make peace, and those who speak and fight are heroes when they are defeated, and those who speak peace are Han annihilation and national thieves regardless of success or failure. This hat is buttoned down, which one can stand it? After the revival of the Republic of China, why did Sun Wen give up the throne of the president? It's not that he Sun Wen is generous, one is that Nanjing's finances have collapsed, and the other is that everyone in the world thinks that you can clean up the mess and make the world peaceful. If it is not handled properly this time, and Manchuria is really lost, those people at both ends of the rat will inevitably fall to the south, and the North Ocean will be in danger! ”

Yang Shiqi talked eloquently and explained Yuan Shikai's situation in one word.

"Fighting is not a joke." Duan Zhigui muttered.

Yang Shiqi said with a smile: "Yes, of course, the war is not a joke, but if you don't fight, you will lose Manchuria, and when the world is turbulent, which of you will bear this charge for the president?" In other words, if you fight, even if you lose, you just can't do it! Besides, as long as we persist in fighting, the Western powers will inevitably intervene, and even if our political axe makes some concessions to Britain, the United States, Russia, Germany and other countries, the Chinese people can understand that territory is more important than interests after all. And we are fighting to recover the country, and the governors of the provinces, who control the local finances, should also return the financial power to the central government, right? If anyone does not dare to hand over the financial power, it is the Han Annihilation, and the people of the country will ask for it! ”

Yuan Shikai slapped the table and said, "Wonderful, wonderful!" On the surface, he is beating himself, but in fact, he is beating those governors who are against Lao Tzu! ”

Xu Shichang smiled bitterly and said: "Xingcheng's strategy is naturally good, but where does the cost of sending troops come from?" The Treasury is already empty. Collecting the financial power of the governors of the provinces is a later story, and the thing in front of the eyebrows is to send troops to get silver! ”

Money, it's money again, Yuan Shikai has a big head when he mentions money, and since he became the interim president, there hasn't been a day when he doesn't worry about money. He now understands Sun Wen's predicament too well, and he himself is upset, and he can't wait to just throw away this mess. However, this is angry talk, it is easy to get to the position of the first person in the Republic of China, and no matter how hard it is, I can't bear to come down.

"Xingcheng, you know, this big loan has not been done well. Fighting this battle with Yu himself, there are 350 million less, which is absolutely impossible! Yuan Shikai touched his bald head that didn't leave his hands and smiled bitterly.

"If we only send one division of troops and fight in Manchuria for a month, how much will it cost?" Yang Shiqi asked.

Yuan Shikai groaned slightly: "Three or five million will break the sky, but I'm afraid one division will not help, Xiao Yue Ben has more than 30,000 people in Manchuria!" What's more, they can also increase their troops from the sea and North Korea at any time. ”

Yang Shiqi smiled indifferently and said: "President, we just need to fight this battle, we don't necessarily have to win, as long as we hold on, our goal will be achieved." ”

Yuan Shikai was thoughtful, and seemed to have some in common, but it was still a little vague: "Xingcheng, just say it directly, now is not the time to sell Guan Zi to shake his wit." ”

Yang Shiqi nodded and said: "You once fought with me in North Korea, what is my surname, you still don't know?" This is said to be Minister Lin Quanzhu, who has not shown up so far, what does it mean? What happened in Fengtian of the political axe is also not mentioned, which shows that the political axe is also taking a step at a time, if there is a advantage to take advantage of, maybe they will really swallow the whole of Manchuria, if they are beaten with a stick, maybe they will retract Wang Ba's neck. ”

Yuan Shikai laughed and hugged Yang Shiqi: "Xingcheng, you are really my son's room!" ”

Xu Shichang poured a basin of cold water on his head again: "President, we can't take out three or five million now." ”

Yuan Shikai suddenly fell from the apex of excitement, and he couldn't help but let out a lament that a penny was stumped for the hero. Yuan Shikai is not the Empress Dowager of Longyu, the political axe of the Republic of China is not the Qing Dynasty, the presidential palace cannot take out three million internal funds, and Yuan Shikai's family has cleaned all the mouse holes, and it is only 500,000 at most. This is still what he has accumulated after decades of being an official. He looked at a few people around him, Duan Qirui was well-known for being honest, and even the house was given by himself, and the family was poor. Xu Shichang's family doesn't have much money, but Duan Zhigui and Cao Kun are rich, but they just hide from his sight.

Yang Shiqi said calmly: "I donate 300,000 yuan, although it is a drop in the bucket, but it is better than nothing." ”

Yang Du broke his fingers for a long time: "I donate 50,000, no, I donate 100,000!" ”

Yuan Shikai shook his head and said: "Huizi, you are different from Xingcheng, Xingcheng's family is a big family in Sizhou, I will take the money, I will take the money, your 100,000 yuan is afraid that even the family has been swept clean, right?" ”

Yang Du Zhengse said: "This is donated to the country, not to you Yuan Shikai personally!" ”

Duan Qirui also said: "I donate 50,000 yuan, don't be too little for the president!" ”

Liang Qichao also wanted to speak, but thinking about his shriveled purse, he had to sigh, while Cao Kun and Duan Zhigui looked at the roof casually.

Xu Shichang smiled bitterly: "Okay, I will donate 30,000 yuan, and the land lord eats grasshoppers, and the size is also a meat." ”

Yuan Shikai took his hand and said: "Brother Juren, your 30,000 yuan is the life support money of the whole family, and I will be aggrieved for the rest of my life if I take this money!" After that, he said sharply: "You don't have to donate, if I, Yuan Shikai, can't even raise a mere three or five million, are I still worthy of being the president?" Xingcheng, Huizi, Zhiquan, Brother Juren, I have received your wishes, I, Yuan Shikai, are not wrong, our decades of love cannot be calculated with money! The wind knows the grass, and the board knows the loyal ministers! I, Yuan Shikai, thank you! ”

After saying this, Yuan Shikai's eyes glanced at Cao Kun and Duan Zhigui intentionally or unintentionally, making them shudder.

??? Dividing line ???

Xiong Dongbei and Old Bones have already killed three people, a ronin and two soldiers. There were also gunshots in the city, the oldest breech guns, the new Mauser, and of course the sound of my own golden hook rifles. Xiong Dongbei took more than a dozen patrol officers to shoot and change places, and never stayed in one place too much. The number of soldiers on the street gradually increased, and the common people closed their doors, scolding the god-damn radish head while secretly praying.

"Third brother, look, isn't that Second Master Jin?" The little thing exclaimed.

Xiong Dongbei was shocked, poked his head out of his hiding place, and saw that Jin Erwuhua, the flag inspector, was dragged to the crossroads by several soldiers.

"Xiao Yueben, I'll your grandma, let go of Lao Tzu with a kind of knife, and see the high and low with a knife and a gun!"

"Xiao Yueben, Lao Tzu killed the two of you, and he has already earned it, and Lao Tzu will not lose if he dies!"

"The fathers and elders of Manchuria, you can see clearly, the flag men don't all wear a pair of crotch pants with Xiao Yueben??? The three old and four young of the banner people, you all want to understand the point, this Manchuria is the land of our banner people's dragon xing, where the ancestral mausoleum is located, if you let Xiao Yue occupy it, you won't have the face to see the old Khan King and the ancestors and the ancestors in the sky when you die. ”

Jin Er scolded all the way, saying that he dragged him to the intersection, and neither of them could hold him down, and finally smashed his knee with the butt of his gun before pressing him to his knees. A Manchu widow with white braids and a silk horse coat whispered something to him, and Jin Er spat at his face.

"Phew, be a dog for Xiao Yue, do you still have an ancestor? The Han people say that we are the master of the banner people, and our flag people are born to be the masters! Lao Tzu dared to eat, drink, gamble and do anything all his life, but he didn't dare to recognize his ancestors! Lao Tzu has a lot of comrades, this Fengtian City's masters, regardless of the Manchurian Han and Mongolian return to Tibet, as long as they still know the ancestors of whoever is the same party of the second master of Jin! Jin Ersheng laughed and scolded hoarsely.

"Yaga!" An officer with an Oriental sword pounced viciously.

The old bone poked out his eleven-millimeter old Mauser, and was held down by Xiong Dongbei: "You can't shoot." ”

The old bone opened his eyes angrily and said, "Then you won't save Jin Er?" Seeing him killed by Xiao Yueben? ”

Xiong Dongbei slammed his fist against the wall and said painfully: "You think I don't want to save Jin Er?" There are too many people below, and when the gun goes off, none of us can escape. ”

The little thing said sharply: "If you can't run away, you won't run, and you'll fight with the little devil!" ”

"Yes, fight with them, kill one is enough, and kill two and earn money!"

"Inspector Xiong, you can't watch Xiao Yueben kill Second Master Jin!"

For a while, the crowd was excited, and more than a dozen patrol policemen had to rush out and fight desperately.

Xiong Dongbei stretched out his arms to block the door: "No one is allowed to go out, if you want to shoot at me first!" ”

The old bone gritted his teeth and said: "If you are afraid of death, get out, Lao Tzu's rotten life is not worth much anyway, so I will accompany Jin Er to the Hades Palace, and I will be lonely." ”

Xiong Dongbei knelt on the ground with a puff, and said with tears like rain: "You feel uncomfortable, and I am also uncomfortable!" But if we are served by Xiao Yueben, won't we get what I want? As long as we have one alive, we can't let the radish head live in peace, as long as the gunshots are still ringing, the people of Fengtian City still have a hope, if I fall into the hands of Xiao Yueben, none of you are allowed to save me! ”

The old bone slammed into the wall with a punch, and the thin fist immediately flowed blood, leaving a red mark on the wall.

Jin Er's wild laughter came from outside: "Old and young masters, Jin Er Ye has taken a step first!" If there is an afterlife, the master is still a good man, and the second master Jin will ride the strongest horse to play the most beautiful girl, and kill all these little people who are not beaten by people! ”

The officer raised his sword high and fell suddenly.

Poof, a fountain of blood erupted from Jin Er's neck, and his head flew more than a foot away, and the corners of his mouth were still full of care.

Seeing this scene, the patrol officers suddenly burst into tears, and the old bones had a line of muddy old tears: "Second Master Jin, good job, there are also bannermen!" ”

Xiong Dongbei is also teary-eyed, he has always been unaccustomed to Jin Er, in fact, many patrol officers are not used to Jin Er's arrogance, the Manchu Qing Dynasty has perished, he is still a mixed flag man uncle's temper, if it weren't for the fact that he is a distant relative to the police chief, he would have been proposed to the Fengtian Patrol Police Station.

But this is such a person, but he has harder bones and stronger beliefs than most righteous gentlemen.

The patrolmen sobbed in a low voice, their hearts were dripping with blood but they couldn't let out a loud howl, their chests hurt, and it seemed that something was blocked there, and they couldn't go up or down.

Eighteen hours have passed since he fired the first shot, but not a single squadron has come to the rescue, and there are more and more people in himself, not only soldiers but also ronins in kimonos, as well as Mantetsu employees in six-button uniforms, who are screaming wantonly on the streets, singing awkward and ugly folk songs, and scurrying around the streets like crazy. They killed people and set fires, tossing a good Fengtian city into a shape, everywhere there was fire and smoke, everywhere there were desperate cries and cries of the people of Fengtian.

Is there really only 18 provinces in China? Do they really care about Manchuria? Have they forgotten that there were still tens of millions of fathers and elders in Manchuria? There are not only Manchus, but also Mongols, and more Han people who are connected to the Central Plains!

There was a strange sound in the buzzing sky, as if thousands of wasps were flying in the ears, the sound was getting closer and closer and louder, Xiong Dongbei looked from the window, only to see two strange birds flying from the sky with a huge buzzing sound.

"Look, there's our Chinese flag on it!" The little thing was sharp-eyed and exclaimed.

Xiong Dongbei rubbed his eyes, and the strange bird had a red eighteen-star army logo on it.

"It's ours, that's right, the eighteen-star emblem is ours, what kind of monster is this?" While happy, I was a little confused.

The strange bird dropped something on it, and slowly floated down, and gradually it was clear that it was a flying flyer. Coincidentally, one of them floated into the room where they were hiding.

Xiong Dongbei hurriedly picked it up and watched, and it was impressively printed with the "Letter of the Advance Army of the Expedition to Fengtian"

"I have recruited the advance army of Mongolia as the regular army of the Republic of China, and it is my bounden duty to defend the land and secure the people. Since our army left the fortress, it has fought more than 10 battles without defeat, and recovered 3 million square kilometers of Mongolian territory. Shocked to hear that the Japanese invaded Mukden, the soldiers of the advance army of the expedition to Mongolia were all filled with righteous indignation, and now the whole division of 12,000 people went to Mukden to resist the Japanese invaders and relieve the people from being overhanged??? In the autumn of this national crisis, people are not divided into old and young, and the land is not divided into north and south, and they all have the responsibility of defending the territory. ”

The old bone said with tears in his eyes: "Okay, our Chinese army has finally arrived, and they haven't forgotten our Mukden!" ”

The little thing silently recited: "In the autumn of this national crisis, people are young and old, and the land is not divided into north and south, and they all have the value of defending the land??? Well said! ”

The arrival of the two reconnaissance planes frightened the Yue army, and they shot blindly at the sky, but how easy was it to hit the planes flying in the sky?

The people of Mukden bravely climbed to the roof and cheered the Chinese plane.

Although it was only a few leaflets, it also filled the Chinese people in Mukden with hope.

Little Ben, the time has come for you to be unlucky!

(To be continued)