In the palace of the prince of Shuncheng County. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Zhang Xueliang, who was sitting next to Zhang Zuolin, leaned over and whispered: "Father......"

Zhang Zuolin raised his hand to stop his son's words, leaned forward, and asked in a deep voice: "Chen Zikun, Lin Ge's words are also what I want to ask you, what do you mean?" ”

Chen Zikun glanced at everyone, and the generals of the Anguo Army pressed their sabers in their hands, murderous, and there was a tendency to draw their swords against each other without saying a word.

"Fengjun is an elite division, both equipment and training are second to none in the country, and there are heavy artillery, ironclad vehicles, aircraft and fleets to help, the Northern Expeditionary Army is an expedition, and the southerners are not tolerant of the bitter cold in the north, and this battle is fought." Chen Zikun changed his words and praised his opponent again.

The generals of the Anguo Army remained silent and waited for his next step.

"However, even if the Feng army wins this battle, it will be a tragic victory, dare to ask the old man if he has the strength to continue to go south?"

This sentence stopped Zhang Zuolin, Chen Zikun was right, although the Feng army still has 400,000 horses, but the combat effectiveness of the Northern Expeditionary Army is also obvious to all, Sun Chuanfang's hundreds of thousands of horses have been beaten to the core, but the National Revolutionary Army is fighting more and more, from the initial eight armies to the current fifty-nine armies, not counting those warlord troops in the Shun provinces, the Nanjing government occupies the rich land in the southeast, has won the understanding of the foreign powers, the arms are endless, the soldiers are endless, if the fight continues, the Feng army has no stamina, and it will be defeated sooner or later.

Yang Yuting interjected: "What you said is wrong, my army is in the three northeastern provinces, there are resources and soldiers, as long as the old marshal raises his arms, in the blink of an eye, it will be an army of 100,000, and sooner or later he will drink the Yangtze River, and our brothers will play cards in Nanjing." ”

Chan sneered, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing.

Yang Yuting was annoyed and angry, and was about to go crazy, Zhang Zuolin snorted: "Mom, go on." ”

Chen Zikun said again: "Kill and kill, the dead are all Chinese, the Fengjun brothers are naturally good, all of them are not afraid of death, but the meaning of our death is to be done, the brothers have fought all over in the Central Plains, the old handsome's family foundation is gone, this Fengtian is afraid that it will not be able to go back, I don't believe that the old handsome has no score in his heart, what little Japan has been thinking about all day."

This sentence went to Zhang Zuolin's heart, little Japan has coveted the rich black soil of the three northeastern provinces since the Russo-Japanese War, and the countless forests, coal mines, soybean sorghum, if it weren't for the constraints of the first child, they would have moved troops a long time ago, these came to survive in all forces, and they didn't have too much to deal with the Japanese, they knew what kind of medicine they sold in their gourds, and they still had hundreds of thousands of troops in town, and if they lost their old capital, the Kwantung Army would dare to turn their faces at any time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zuolin suddenly put on a smiling face and said: "Zikun came from afar, let's not eat yet, set up the wine, order the burning knife in our northeast, and then make a big mixed dish, pork stewed vermicelli, let's drink two cups." ”

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "It's better to have some more pig-killing dishes, I will accompany the old man to drink three hundred cups." ”

Zhang Zuolin laughed: "In the end, it is our heroes from Kanto, happy." Little Liuzi, learn from others, don't smoke all day long, watch dramas and sleep with girls. ”

Zhang Xueliang continued to speak, Yang Yuting's smile loomed, but Zhang Zongchang and Sun Chuanfang pulled their faces and said that they had left in advance.

Zhang Zuolin didn't keep them either, and sent Yang Yuting away. Leaving only his son Zhang Xueliang to accompany him, he called Chen Zikun to go to the flower hall of the back house together.

On the banquet, Chen Zikun suddenly got up and took two steps back, making a gesture to give Zhang Zuolin a big salute.

"Virtuous nephew, what is this for, hurry up." Zhang Zuolin pretended to be surprised.

"I came on behalf of the Nanjing government just now, and I asked Lao Shuai Haihan, now is the time for the family banquet, I have friends with Han Qing for eight worships, Lao Shuai is my elder, and I should worship him." Chen Zikun's words are beautiful, and what he does is unreasonable.

Presenting the handwritten letters of Chiang Kai-shek and Lu Rongting, Zhang Zuolin couldn't help but be moved when he saw it, and sighed: "Zikun, there are only three of us in this house, you can say anything directly." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Old Shuai, you really can't fight anymore, there is Chairman Jiang in the south, Feng Huanzhang and Yan Xishan in the west, and there is a little Japan with a ghost in the back, we are attacked on three sides, this battle cannot be fought, it is better to withdraw from Beijing, return to the border to preserve strength, if the Central Plains changes, we can go south at any time." ”

Zhang Xueliang said: "Yes, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood." ”

Zhang Zuolin pondered for a moment and said: "In fact, what the Anguo Army wants to fight is only Zhang Zongchang and Sun Chuanfang, their territory is the first to bear the brunt, Yang Yuting, this kid has persuaded me to go out of the customs several times, just now he asked you, that is to praise you." ”

Chen Zikun said: "What does the old man mean? ”

Zhang Zuolin said: "Fighting, distressed, don't fight, it's a pity." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Lao Shuai is distressed about the position of the generalissimo of the Anguo Army, last year I met a master, said that the number of Beiyang gas is only sixteen years, Yuan Shikai four years, Anhui direct Feng four years each, Lao Shuai is also regarded as a person who has been an emperor, and he will leave a name in history in the future, what else is there to regret." ”

Zhang Zuolin laughed: "You kid is really good at talking, my old Zhang was born in the green forest, mixed with today's color, there is already green smoke on the ancestral grave, forget it, I'm old, don't fight, I just hope that this little family business will not let the little sixth son lose everything." ”

Zhang Xueliang looked happy: "Father, you have agreed to go out of the customs." ”

Zhang Zuolin was noncommittal: "Drinking, drinking, can be made." ”

……

Although Zhang Zuolin did not make it clear that he would go out of the customs, the purpose of Chen Zikun's trip had been achieved, at least the truth of the Feng Department was discovered, most of the old Feng generals were still aware of current affairs, and even Yang Yuting strongly supported the retreat to the Guanwai, the Anguo Army was not united, and the victory of the Northern Expedition was just around the corner.

After coming out of the Generalissimo's Mansion, Zhang Xueliang invited Chen Zikun to go to Xiangshan to play golf, but was politely refused.

"Han Qing, I haven't been to Beijing for a while, and I have to meet a few old friends."

Zhang Xueliang smiled meaningfully: "I understand, the beauty has an appointment, and it won't hinder you." ”

Shijuma Street, Houzhai Hutong, Lin Wenjing walked slowly with a schoolbag, arrived at the gate, was about to push the door, suddenly noticed something, turned his head to see, there was a person standing at the mouth of the alley, windbreaker top hat, long hair fluttering, it was Chen Zikun!

The schoolbag landed, the happiness came too suddenly, people didn't have time to react, Lin Wenjing's eyes were slowly filled with tears, she stepped forward quickly, then ran, and finally threw herself into Chen Zikun's arms, crying silently.

"Okay, okay, I'm not here, let's go inside, don't let people laugh." Chen Zikun patted Lin Wenjing's back and took her hand into the courtyard.

A foreign car followed, Han Lotian saw this scene in the car, and said dejectedly: "Go back." ”

Lin Wenjing came to Beijing at the beginning of 1925, more than three years have passed in a blink of an eye, she is in the third year of Peking University, she will graduate next year, Wenlong has also studied in middle school, and will be admitted to university in a few years.

Uncle Zhang complained vigorously, saying Mr. Chen, why have you only come back once in so many years, the world in Beijing is chaotic, and Miss Lin is alone with her younger brother, this life is really not easy.

"Uncle Zhang, don't scare him, Beijing is not so chaotic, and besides, isn't there Sister Xing'er and Brother Xue who often come to see us." Lin Wenjing grinned and said, the edification of Peking University can easily change a person, the timid salesperson in the Shanghai Tang Department Store in the past is now a down-and-out female intellectual, in terms of temperament, it is not inferior to her cousin Lin Huiyin.

After a while, Lin Wenlong came back from school, he hadn't seen him for a few years, the kid was tall, he was already an ignorant teenager, he was in adolescence, he was not as lively as before, he was shy like a girl, and after saying hello to his "brother-in-law", he went into his house to read.

"Wenlong has great ambitions and wants to study in the United States." Lin Wenjing said.

"Okay, as long as you pass the exam, I will cover all the expenses, by the way, your cousin Lin Huiyin seems to be studying in the United States."

"Yes, we have been exchanging letters, she studied architecture and fine arts at the University of Pennsylvania, entered the Yale School of Drama last year, and I heard that she is about to marry Liang Sicheng, but unfortunately the uncle can't see his daughter get married."

Chen Zikun also sighed with emotion, Lin Changmin participated in Guo Songling's anti-worship and was killed by a stray bullet, poor Lin Huiyin was far away on the other side of the ocean, and he didn't even see his father for the last time.

"Your Lin family in Fuzhou is a scholarly family, and everyone is so good at studying, what are your plans after graduation? Do you want to continue studying abroad? Chen Zikun suddenly put forward this, leaving Lin Wenjing unable to answer for a while.

"Speaking from the heart, do you want to study abroad?" Chen Zikun can hear from Lin Wenjing's conversation that she yearns for her cousin to study abroad.

"But ......" Lin Wenjing Ai Ai obviously had this idea.

"Don't worry, as long as you like to do it, I support it, studying abroad is a good thing, we are short of intellectuals in China, by the way, what discipline do you like?"

"I like architecture because there is a solidified beauty ......" Speaking of this, Lin Wenjing gushed endlessly, Chen Zikun just listened and did not interject, allowing his beloved to live the life he likes to live, which is also a kind of enjoyment for him.

That night, Lin Wenjing personally cooked a few dishes to entertain Chen Zikun, who had lived in Beijing for so long, her taste was also close to the north, quite a Lu cuisine style, and while eating, the phone rang and answered, it was Zhang Xueliang calling.

"Dude, it's not easy to find you, I asked a lot of circles to get this number, how about it, the taste of beautiful people is good, long absence is better than newlywed, you have to take it easy."

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "Han Qing said that it was funny, we are a pure relationship between men and women, how can it be as unbearable as you think." ”

Zhang Xueliang said: "Tomorrow is Sunday, take your little girlfriend to the Xiangshan Hotel to play golf, and by the way, introduce some new friends in the social world to you." ”

Chen Zikun's heart moved, covered the microphone and asked Lin Wenjing: "Someone asked us to go to Xiangshan tomorrow to play, are you free?" ”

Lin Wenjing said without hesitation: "I'm free." ”

Lin Wenlong blinked, with an itchy expression, and was embarrassed to say.

Chen Zikun said: "Wenlong also go and relax your brain." ”

Lin Wenjing asked, "Which friend of yours, have I seen it?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "I should have seen it in the newspaper, his name is Zhang Xueliang." ”

Lin Wenjing's sister and brother glanced at each other, and their mouths were open enough to stuff eggs.