Song Meiling smiled: "I'm talking about the current situation." ”

Chen Yi was stunned, and said with a smile: "Miss Song still understands the general trend of the world? What are your insights? ”

Song Meiling said: "This time the army returns to the north, I am afraid that the army will be defeated like a mountain, and I will withdraw from the border." ”

Chen Yiqi said: "The Feng army retreated very quickly, and our army couldn't catch up, but their vitality was not injured, and Zhang Zongchang, Guo Songling, and others, who were the most capable of fighting, had not yet been dispatched, why did Miss Song make such remarks?" ”

Song Meiling said: "Don't forget that there is also a Feng Huanzhang in the northwest who is used to stabbing in the back. ”

Chen Yi exclaimed: "Miss Song is like a god, this time Zhejiang held a military meeting, Feng Yuxiang did send people to participate, although he did not clearly express his support for our army, but this move also means that he and the Feng Department have parted ways, the so-called wall down everyone pushes, this time the Feng army may really have to repeat the mistakes of the past and withdraw from Shanhaiguan, but as soon as the Feng Department leaves, the situation in the customs will be more complicated......"

Song Meiling smiled: "That's the matter of you politicians and soldiers, lose company." Then he handed the wine glass to Chen Yi and stretched out his hand to Chen Zikun: "Let's dance." ”

Chen Zikun happily agreed, and walked onto the dance floor with Song Meiling, Chen Yi smiled bitterly and handed the champagne glass to the waiter, and said to Song Ziwen: "Sister Ling is really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go." ”

Song Ziwen shrugged: "Studying in the United States is the result. ”

On the dance floor, Chen Zikun and Song Meiling danced, grinding their ears and temples, but the discussion was still about military affairs.

"General Chen, do you really plan to give up this opportunity and not go north to expand your territory?"

"Of course not, I will go to the front line in Xuzhou tomorrow."

"It's so far, how can you go, do you rely on flying?"

"That's right, I'm here in a plane." Chen Zikun smiled proudly.

Song Meiling was taken aback, the rumors in the market turned out to be true, Chen Dashuai flew to Shanghai alone, made a phone call to Xing Shilian, and Feng Jun slipped away.

"So, can I take a ride on your plane?"

"Absolutely." Chen Zikun agreed without hesitation.

……

At the airport near Wusong camp, a two-plane two-seater plane painted in silver was quietly parked on the runway, the ground crew was refueling the plane, the car was speeding over, Song Meiling jumped out of the car and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, does she have a name?" ”

Chen Zikun was stunned for a moment before realizing that Miss Song was talking about this plane, so he replied: "Yes, it's called...... Ile. ”

Song Meiling sighed: "You are so romantic, you are the second person I have ever seen to name an aircraft after his wife." ”

"Who's the first one?"

"It's my second brother-in-law, who named a two-seater plane after my sister's English name, called Le Shiwen."

Chen Zikun let out a long sigh, it turned out that Mr. Sun Wen was also a very emotional person.

The flight suit was ready, a brown sè deerskin jacket, a leather flight cap, and goggles, Song Meiling wore it heroically, like a real pilot, the two climbed into the cockpit, the ground staff turned the propeller violently, a puff of green smoke came out, and the engine started.

Yi Lei took off, hovering over the Huangpu River, the wind whining in the sky, the roar of the engine was very loud, and he couldn't hear clearly, Chen Zikun's piloting skills were already relatively skilled, and with a shake of the cāo longitudinal rod, the plane flew in the direction of the concession, rows of buildings, wide streets, wide rivers and countless ships under the kilometer, like a miniature world.

Chen Zikun walked around in the sky for half an hour before returning to the airport, and now it is mid-October, the temperature in mid-air is cold enough, Song Meiling climbed down from the plane, and said unfinished: "The feeling of aerial overlook is really different, just like God's perspective." ”

"Don't move." Chan said.

Song Meiling stopped and watched Chen Zikun pull out an old handkerchief and wipe the water that was about to drip her nose, this subtle action gently touched the deepest part of her heart.

"I'm sorry, I have a runny nose, etc." Song Meiling pinched the handkerchief, stared at the word "mayling" embroidered on the corner and asked, "Where did this handkerchief come from?" ”

"It's my talisman, the owner of the handkerchief once saved my life." Chen Zikun gently withdrew his handkerchief, looked at the embroidered words, and half-jokingly said, "This name shouldn't be you." ”

Song Meiling looked at him with a smile: "Victor, this is really my handkerchief." As he spoke, he found another handkerchief of different styles and textures from his body, embroidered with the same flower script "mayling" on the corners. ”

This time it was Chen Zikun's turn to be stunned, he had kept this handkerchief for six years, but he didn't expect to meet the owner today, and it was the third lady of the Song family.

Jiang Feng whimpered, the two were relatively speechless, and their hearts were mixed, Song Meiling heard Zhang Xueliang tell about the love story of Chen Zikun and Jianbing, and at this moment she thought that if it wasn't for Yīn who missed out on it back then, it might be another legendary story.

When you hate to meet and are not married, no, you are not married, but you can already have a wife, this is the trick of fate.

Chen Zikun has mixed feelings, but at this moment everything is superfluous, everything is not in words.

After a while, Song Meiling said: "This is fate, in order to celebrate the return of the handkerchief to its original owner, I suggest that we find a bar to have a drink without bodyguards." ”

Chen Zikun naturally said yes.

So, the plan to rush to the front line was in vain, Chen Zikun took Song San, went straight to the Bund of the concession, found a dimly lit bar, drank, danced, shook dice, played cards, and had a lot of fun, most of them were foreign businessmen and seafarers, no one knew them, no one had to hold a shelf, so it was very relaxing.

was drinking heartily, and several sailors on the American ** ship stumbled over, saying something in their mouths, probably thinking that the third miss was a saltwater girl.

"Hit him!" Miss Song took advantage of the strength of the wine and screamed, Chen Zikun had already grabbed the beer bottle in his hand, and when he swept the bottle, the sailor's head was opened.

The drunken people in the bar were having nowhere to vent, and took the opportunity to make a mess, and the bottles were flying everywhere, and the tables, chairs, and benches were scattered, but the initiators, a man and a woman, came out of the crowd, sneered and ran out of the bar, gloating as the patrol ran over with a whistle.

The night is like water, the moonlight is bright, the Bund is quiet, the sound of sesame paste is heard in the distance, and on the Huangpu River, reflecting the bright lights, the huge ships are quietly moored, and the two of them go north along the wide asphalt road, looking into the distance on the Waibaidu Bridge.

Song Meiling took out a bottle of whiskey and smiled proudly: "It came out of the bar." As he spoke, he took a sip and handed it to Chen Zikun, and the two of them drank on the Waibaidu Bridge, using the neon of the largest metropolis in the Far East.

As for the memories of the second half of the night, Chen Zikun does not remember very clearly, only that when he woke up, he was in the bed of the Licha Hotel north of Waibaidu Bridge, and he forgot everything else......

……

Sun Chuanfang personally led the Zhejiang army into Shanghai, and Chen Zikun had a meeting, the two sides were hand in hand to drive Zhang Zhang during the honeymoon period, naturally intimate, secret talks agreed that Shanghai should be returned to Zhejiang, but the opium tax was still in charge of Chen Zikun, because the original anti-smoking law enforcement corps had been disbanded, so an infantry regiment was transferred from Jiangdong to Shanghai to station.

After the meeting, Sun Chuanfang sent troops north, and Chen Zikun flew back to Jiangdong, and after spending the weekend with his wife and children, he rushed to the front line of Bengbu to supervise the battle.

The Feng army fled without a fight, losing Shanghai, Nanjing, Bengbu and other important towns, and finally stopped in Lunan, Zhang Zuolin appointed Zhang Zongchang as the commander-in-chief of the defense of Zhilu, Suzhou and Anhui, and built a defense line with Xuzhou as the center, and resisted Sun Chuanfang's coalition army north with an army of 120,000.

Although Zhang Zongchang's troops were numerous, most of them were temporarily recruited, and they had already owed military salaries for several months.

Although Sun Chuanfang's army was also improvised, there were anti-water teams such as Chen Tiaoyuan and Bai Baoshan of the Jiangsu Army, as well as friendly troops in Jiangdong, but their morale was booming, and there were planes from the Jiangdong Army to help them.

At the beginning of November, a fierce battle broke out between the two armies at Renqiao, and the Zhilu army was about to collapse at the first touch, and the former enemy's commander-in-chief, the commander of the 47th Brigade, Shi Congbindu, was taken prisoner, and Zhang Zongchang's White Russian mercenaries relied on the ironclad cars on the railroad tracks to resist stubbornly, and were annihilated by the Zhejiang army after running out of ammunition.

In this battle, the Zhejiang army won a great victory.

Chen Zikun personally led two divisions of the Jiangdong Army to be stationed in Bengbu, as a reserve of the coalition army, when the good news came, he was suppering in the room with Sun Chuanfang, and Shi Congbin, the veteran general of the Zhilu Army, was escorted in, this person was seventy years old, his hair was white, he was a veteran of Beiyang, and his seniority was extremely old.

Sun Chuanfang sneered: "Old Shi, aren't you here to be the supervisor of Anhui, go and take office." ”

Shi Congbin was about to pull down from the left and right, and before Chen Zikun could come to his senses, a gunshot rang out outside.

Chen Zikun was shocked: "You shot Shi Congbin?" ”

Sun Chuanfang said: "Can't you kill it? ”

Chen Zikun said: "Killing generals without permission, breaking the rules, how dare others surrender in the future?" This is not an appropriate move. ”

Sun Chuanfang said: "Kill all of them, what's wrong, I won't go straight to Xuzhou and go north to Jinan, who dares to stop me." ”

Chen Zikun saw that he looked domineering, and he was displeased, so he immediately brushed his sleeves away, came to the courtyard, and saw Shi Congbin lying in a pool of blood, and couldn't help sighing: "Buy a coffin and put Shi Lao in a funeral." ”

When Sun Chuanfang heard this, he was also very dissatisfied, and sent the guards to arrest Chen Zikun that night, but he pounced, Chen Zikun had already noticed it, and avoided entering the barracks, the Zhejiang army was afraid of the combat power of the Jiangdong Army, and was worried that the defense was unstable, and the Zhilu army took advantage of the weakness, so the next day Sun Chuanfang pretended to be drunk last night, apologized to Chen Zikun, and buried Shi Congbin.

The two armies finally did not tear their faces, but they had already planted mustard in their hearts.

A week later, Zhang Zongchang abandoned Xuzhou, retreated to Hanzhuang along the Jinpu Road, and privately sent someone to find Chen Zikun and ask him to mediate.

Chen Zikun secretly thought to himself, Sun Chuanfang's power is like rì Zhongtian, if he goes down to Shandong again, his strength will be stronger, and he may not be a good thing for himself, so he announced that he would mediate the war.

Sun Chuanfang was able to lay down Xuzhou, which has exceeded the expected goal, and at this time he was happy to send a favor, so he telegraphed and announced that he would take Xuzhou as the boundary, no longer go north, return to Nanjing, and establish a coalition army of Zhejiang, Fujian, Jiangsu, Anhui and Jiangxi provinces, and serve as the commander-in-chief.

At the same time, Wu Peifu resurrected in Wuhan and proclaimed himself commander-in-chief of the 14 provinces to fight against thieves, and his troops were directed at Henan.

In the land of China, the smoke is everywhere, and another round of protracted melee has begun.