"Fuyong Shunsang, how, didn't I say it a long time ago, Wu Xiaoliang is not so easy to deal with, now I know."

It was a short and fat cripple who spoke, limping in the room on crutches, the corners of his mouth raised, I don't know whether he was proud or laughing at Tominaga Juntaro, he raised his crutch and knocked on his not very bright left leg, and said to Tominaga Juntaro with such a face: "See, my stump leg is due to Wu Xiaoliang." ”

At the same time, the short and fat cripple looked up, his eyes blank as if he was recalling the past.

"Ogiwara-san, I really made you right, the surname Wu is really a guy who doesn't eat oil and salt, if this person is not removed, he will be the biggest enemy of the imperial country."

"Hmph, you just know, I knew it ten years ago, and I warned the bigwigs of the military department more than once, what was the result, it wasn't that he came back to life, and he couldn't reason with him, and he saw the opportunity......"

The lame chubby man stretched out his right hand in a palm-like shape and gestured horizontally at the neck.

"This, Hagiwara-san's move is too difficult."

"It's not big, it's not big, what's the difficulty, as long as you dare to think about it, there's nothing you can't do, you see."

Shuntaro Tominaga sent the lame Humpty Dumpty away, he really hated this guy who was full of big talk, in his eyes the imperial kingdom was defeated in the hands of this kind of person, completely ignoring the reality of the situation, only knowing how to point fingers, and finally poking out the leak and asking them to wipe their butts.

However, the current situation is really no way for Juntaro Tominaga, since Hagiwara Humpty Dumpty said that he has a way, it is better to wait and see what happens.

When a few Japanese conspired in the dark room, Wu Xiaoliang was not idle, and the trip to Shaanxi was just a passing scene, and soon a large number of supplies arrived in Xi'an through Tongguan with a special train, and then were arranged everywhere.

Followed by a large number of students, teachers and leaders from all walks of life, for a time this remote corner of the ancient city lively, more different is that these people seem to make this ancient city inject a lot of fresh blood.

In this regard, Dong Haibin, who was a security order, had already made sufficient arrangements, and Yang Hucheng was persuaded by Wu Xiaoliang to basically not toss in Xi'an, but put his main experience in some places west of Xi'an, the reorganization of the school, and the reconstruction of the factory.

Standing on the ancient city wall of Xi'an, Wu Xiaoliang looked down with his hands on this ancient city that had been stirred up, this is not the end of his journey, in fact, it is just a passing station, the problem here is temporarily solved, but there are bigger problems waiting for him.

"It's time to leave, Han Qing, tomorrow you and my brother will leave for Wuhan."

Zhang Xueliang has been following Wu Xiaoliang's side for several days, and he may have a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart with this person who has almost become his brother-in-law, but the situation dictates that he has to rely on others, and this person is very different from his Zhang family in the past, and the vagaries of the world are really embarrassing.

"Brother Weizhong, my sister has returned to China, and I arrived in Xi'an today."

Somewhere in Wu Xiaoliang's chest that had been sealed for a long time seemed to be moved, and suddenly ten years passed, and the female student in the Yin Dan Shilin long skirt seemed to return to him in a trance.

Zhang Xueliang asked again: "Do you want to see ...... Brother Wei?"

Zhang Huaitong has not been married, someone has already come to the door to say that the matchmaker is Zhao Tianci, the son of Zhao Erxun, the former governor of the three eastern provinces of the Qing Dynasty.

"It's still gone, Han Qing went back to prepare, set up an attaché, and rushed to Wuhan by plane tomorrow."

Wu Xiaoliang refused to meet, he could feel that Zhang Xueliang was entrusted by this Miss Zhang, but at the moment each other's identities are definitely not suitable for continuing the relationship, although Wu Xiaoliang himself has a good impression of this Miss Zhang, but now that the National Reconciliation Conference is about to be held, there is no time to take care of anything else, and he must go all out to screw the armed forces of the warlords in the country together, the Japanese invasion of China is doom, but it is a rare opportunity for many warlords and careerists.

The great reshuffle may be about to begin, and all he can do may be to integrate the chaotic Nationalist government into a united force to avoid a possible civil war in the future.

On this point, Wu Xiaoliang thought a little far, but he could not help but make a plan early, the Japanese were mad, vainly trying to conquer the world with just four islands, it is tantamount to a mayfly shaking a tree, not measuring its own strength, even if it has achieved a certain victory in the short term, but in the long run, its national strength will inevitably be overwhelmed, and with the continuous expansion, the ambition of the short and treacherous emperor of Japan will also be more and more inflated, and a war with the United States because of interests will be sooner or later.

During this long wait, all Wu Xiaoliang needed to do was to drag the Japanese into the quagmire of the Chinese battlefield, and he was exhausted but couldn't stop.

Zhang Xueliang left, Wu Xiaoliang was thinking about his heart alone on the city wall, and suddenly the adjutant came to the newspaper, and the reporter of "Ta Kung Pao" wanted to interview him.

Wu Xiaoliang usually does not want to meet reporters, and it is extremely difficult for Shandong-based newspapers to interview him, let alone Ta Kung Pao, the mouthpiece of the Nanjing government.

"No, let's get rid of it."

But the adjutant stood still.

"Why, there's something else." Wu Xiaoliang sensed that the adjutant seemed to be about to speak and stopped.

"Junzuo, the other party bluntly said that he was the old man of Junzuo."

The old man, Wu Xiaoliang was greatly surprised, in his memory, he was not an old man who was a reporter in Ta Kung Pao, this person didn't lie to see him, and he wanted to let the adjutant send him away in annoyance.

The wind suddenly rose from the height of the city wall, sandwiched with the dust in the northwest, Wu Xiaoliang's eyes were suddenly fascinated, and tears flowed for a while, and he seemed to move in a trance, and vaguely remembered a person, so he swallowed back the words in his mouth.

"Let him come up and tell him that there is only a quarter of an hour."

After the adjutant got the order, the riding boots stepped on the city wall and went down to the city, and Wu Xiaohao rubbed out the foreign object in his eyes for a long time, but his eyes were still full of confusion and his vision was blurry.

Wu Xiaoliang suddenly felt that there was a person standing in front of him, as if a spring breeze was blowing, he rubbed his eyes again, and his eyes gradually brightened, and the outline of the person gradually became clear.

"Sure enough, it's you."

After being stunned for a long time, Wu Xiaoliang spit out a sentence leisurely,