The passenger ship whined, dragging a long black smoke to the west, stirring up white waves on the wide water surface of the Yangtze River.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, the green fields are picturesque. Looking into the distance, I faintly saw rows of buildings rising from the ground, and the river city of Wuhan was finally in sight.

After a month of sailing, I only briefly landed in Shanghai for a while, and then changed to a river ferry, and now I finally arrived at my destination. Feng Yuxiang stood on the deck of the river ship, looking at the city in the distance, his thick eyebrows unconsciously twisted into a ball. All the way to the west, Kuomintang officials everywhere avoided him, the legitimate head of state, and not a single Kuomintang official came to greet him at the wharf on the banks of the Huangpu River in Shanghai. What made him feel even more worried was the blue sky and white flag flying high on the ship! This is the party flag of the Kuomintang and the "national flag" of the south, where the five-color national flag symbolizing the Yanjing political axe is nowhere to be seen, and the daily raising ceremony on the ship is also the "national anthem" formulated by the Kuomintang, which is like a country of its own!

They already have their own "country", and what about themselves? Time is running out...... The Central Plains War is just around the corner.

"Gong Huan, the telegram from Wuhan has arrived."

Feng Yuxiang could hear that it was Liu Bojian's voice, and there was a hint of joy, it seemed that the news on the telegram was not bad. He didn't look back, continued to look into the distance, and sighed in his mouth, saying: "I have already arrived at the door of someone's house before I sent a telegram, it seems that my head of state is the same as Cao Zhongshan in their eyes." "Isn't it? They were all bought with money, and Cao Kun was the president who scraped the land himself, and Feng Yuxiang, the chairman, was paid for by the Kuomintang, so of course people should regard themselves as masters.

Liu Bojian saw Feng Yuxiang's disheartened look, and smiled helplessly: "Now we are asking for help, we always have to look at our faces, and their telegram said that they would send Luo Yaoguo, deputy chief of general staff, to meet them on the dock." Gong Huan, don't underestimate this Luo Yaoguo, he is ......"

"I know that the chairman who made Lao Tzu miserable last time was the one he took money to run around." Feng Yuxiang interrupted Liu Bojian's words, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This time, I don't know what kind of reputation he is going to toss to harm people." ”

"According to the information that our party has learned, this 'wedding and peace meeting' is a bad idea he came up with, and he is also the one who is specifically responsible for organizing it." Liu Bojian frowned and reminded on the side. The thought of going to the united front with such a piercing goods, his brain hurt for a while.

It's him again! Feng Yuxiang now has the same sense of foreboding as when he was "elected" chairman of the joint political axe. This little devil doesn't know what poisonous plan he has come up with to mislead the country and the people! Why didn't Sun Yat-sen, such a villain, destroy him? It seems that this revolutionary will not succeed after all......

……

"Ah~sneeze."

Luo Yaoguo suddenly sneezed for no reason. At this time, he was sitting in the newly completed VIP lounge at Hankou Wharf and drinking tea with Sister Song.

"Brother Fuwen, pay attention to your body, don't drink too much, you can't help but be weak at a young age, alas, what's going on in the future?" Song Meiling is now also learning from the old Jiang Guan Luo Yaoguo to call "Brother Fuwen", and she is not too big or small to joke with him. Today it was Luo Yaoguo who accompanied her to Hankou Wharf to greet Feng Yuxiang, uh, at least the royal sister thinks so.

"That's what my sister taught." Luo Yaoguo's face was humble, but he was puzzled in his heart, I don't know who was saying bad things about him behind his back? It seems that there are quite a few people in this plane who have a reason to curse him behind their backs. Maybe someone stabbed the villain and stabbed it with a needle every day, right?

Song Meiling smiled slightly, she was very satisfied with Luo Yaoguo's humility, and she could see that the other party didn't seem to be cheating, it was all out of her own heart, and it was estimated that her own leadership temperament made him surrender.

"Brother Fuwen, do you think this 'wedding and peace meeting' of ours can achieve its goal? Those heroes in the Northland can sell my Kai-shek's face? As far as I know, they're all sharpened by now, and they're just a little spark away from igniting the flames of this civil war. ”

Luo Yaoguo nodded lightly and said with a smile: "The battle in the north is inevitable after all, but it is good to postpone it for a few years and let the people recuperate." So this time, I want to use the wedding banquet of my sister and my husband to bring all the people together, hold a meeting to unite all factions, and then ask the prime minister to come forward. Presumably, with the prestige of the prime minister, the strength of our party, and the face of my sister and Jiegong, all factions can still unite and jointly maintain the stability of the north. ”

Prestige, strength and ...... Face. There are so many favorable factors, probably to postpone the war, right?

Weddings and meetings are weddings and meetings. Sister Song Yujie has now accepted her fate, who made her a revolutionary who worries about the country and the people? Uh, I don't know if I have made such a big sacrifice for the peace of China, will I get a Nobel Prize**? Song Meiling picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip gently: "Who do you think is the biggest obstacle to uniting all parties this time?" ”

"It's the Feng Huanzhang we are going to greet today." Luo Yaoguo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he shook his head and explained: "His forces never make long-term plans, they are all short-term actions, this was the case last time in Yanjing, and it was still the case when he came to Guanzhong later. Although Feng Huanzhang ...... Well, it's revolutionary, but the people under his rule are the most miserable. Feng Huanzhang They have a big son who has to use to hire soldiers, and if they hire soldiers, they have to scrape money to feed, and now his subordinates have raised more than 100,000 soldiers in such a palm-sized place in Guanzhong, if you count Yang Huchen and Deng Xihou, who are nominally dependent on him, Feng Huanzhang's troops are probably more than 150,000! It is impossible to support so many soldiers if they want to rely on half of Shaanxi, and it is estimated that it is imminent to advance eastward to seize territory. ”

In history, Feng Yuxiang's forces were like this, holding barren lands like Henan, Shaanxi, and Gansu, raising hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and counting more people than Lao Jiang, who held the land of southeast plastering. And the funny thing is that this one didn't seem to be defeated by Lao Jiang on the battlefield, but the army under him was too bitter, so they betrayed him one by one.

Song Meiling sighed faintly: "I'm afraid it's not his family who has a lot of soldiers, right?" With the financial resources of the northern land, it will be enough to raise hundreds of thousands of soldiers, otherwise the political axe will collect some money and pay the military salary, and nothing else can be done. But with so many warlords, who would cut their troops? ”

……

The ceremony to welcome Feng Yuxiang was very simple, there was no red carpet, no military parade, and no military band, only Luo Yaoguo and Song Meiling waited on the dock with dozens of guards and a few cars.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yuxiang almost wanted to leave with his sleeves up, but where could he go? Back to the USSR? If you go back empty-handed, I'm afraid you won't even have this scene, right? Going to Guanzhong? The hundreds of thousands of brothers in Guanzhong were still waiting for him to ask for money from the Kuomintang to buy a nest to eat.

Holding back his anger, he had to pretend that he didn't care, and after chatting and laughing with Luo Yaoguo and Song Meiling, Feng Yuxiang was very enthusiastically invited into the car by Luo Yaoguo. Luo Yaoguo shared a car with him, and the two had some confidant things to say.

"Gong Huan, the northland has been suffering from wars for many years, and the people have long been unable to make a living, is it a few years of recuperation?" Luo Yaoguo went straight to the point and put forward the Kuomintang's proposal.

Feng Yuxiang frowned, looking not angry and arrogant, his eyes glanced at Luo Yaoguo, and he had already scolded the other party's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart. Recuperate? Lao Tzu has more than 100,000 soldiers, and if he doesn't fight, he will get 20 million or 30 million a year! Raise it for a few years, 100 million will be lost! Didn't you raise Lao Tzu poor and fatten your Kuomintang in the end?

"And now we have a lot of Chinese soldiers, according to our intelligence, the total strength of the various northern roads together is always a million or hundreds of thousands. How much does it cost to spend so many troops every year? Isn't this burden borne by the common people? Huan Gong is dedicated to saving the country and the people, and the national army is an army fighting for the people, can it be reduced to let the people breathe a sigh of relief? ”

Luo Yaoguo saw that Feng Yuxiang was silent, so he simply made his words clear. The goal of this "wedding peace meeting" is to disarm peace and maintain the situation in the north

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