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Tu Qianjun suddenly felt that those novels he had read said that the people of this era were idiots, and the anger of the king and the heroes who bowed their heads was all nonsense.

Hold your thighs tight?! My father, who has been a bodyguard by Zhang Zuolin's side for almost ten years, has already said it very clearly: Little Liuzi! Chang!

With the relationship between his father and Zhang Zuolin, plus the relationship between Zhang Xueliang who he holds tightly, he can at least ensure the wealth of his two generations! This is actually the real plan of this bandit daddy!

The father and son were speechless, and after half a ring, Tu Qianjun went back to the room to rest. Tu Sanpao didn't say anything more, quietly watching his son leave, he knew that his son knew what he should do.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zuoxiang took Tu Qianjun to meet at the foot of the mountain and escorted one of his battalions back to Mukden.

In the city of Beijing, Zhang Zuolin sat on a chair and discussed with Zhang Xueliang, who was under the head, about the ongoing Zhifeng War. At this time, the adjutant suddenly knocked on the door and entered, reporting a telegram sent by Zhang Zuoxiang.

Zhang Zuolin looked at Zhang Zuoxiang's telegram and smiled: "Little Liuzi, your Uncle Tu is coming back." ”

"Uncle Tu?!" Zhang Xueliang frowned, and after thinking for a while, he remembered those bearded uncles who always hugged him when he was young and liked to stab people with scum.

"Father, Uncle Tu has been gone for almost ten years......" Zhang Xueliang hesitated whether to make it clear to his father that this era is no longer the era when you can fight the world with righteousness, manpower and gunpowder.

That Uncle Tu, who had been on the battlefield for almost ten years, no matter how powerful he was back then, it was estimated that he would not be able to keep up with the current war after ten years of leaving the battlefield.

"You don't understand!" Zhang Zuolin raised his eyebrows, he still admired the training of the sixth son, but he was a little self-righteous. Zhang Zuolin knows his brother's ability very clearly.

Back then, the Japanese soldiers who could fight with a single sleeve with just a gunpowder gun couldn't find the Tu San Gun in the north, which was not a simple character, and he watched this old brother fight so hard during the Russo-Japanese War.

Although the Kuanchengzi incident made Tu Sanpao turn his face with himself, this made Zhang Zuolin quite annoyed. But Zhang Zuolin has never regretted it, and he would not have become the king of the Northeast without the Kuanchengzi incident.

Zhang Zuolin, who has fought for most of his life, is accustomed to taking precautions, and he knows Tu Sanpao, who has been by his side for more than ten years, this tiger is just angry with himself.

It's been almost ten years, and the tiger's anger should have subsided. For the sake of his boy, it's time for him to come back. Therefore, Zhang Zuolin sent Zhang Zuoxiang, who was sworn together at that time, to find Tu Sanpao.

Originally, the most suitable person to go was Sun Liechen. But helplessly, this right-hand man who can fight well died young, and in desperation, Zhang Zuolin had no choice but to let Zhang Zuoxiang, who had the most prestige among the old brothers, go to the center to make peace.

"Sixth son, your Uncle Tu's son will come to Beijing in a few days, and you can take him to visit more when the time comes." Zhang Zuolin pondered for a while, and said to Zhang Xueliang who was next, "It doesn't matter what you do, the most important thing is to let him follow you." ”

Zhang Xueliang frowned, in fact, Zhang Xueliang didn't like the bandit-born veterans around Zhang Zuolin, he preferred those who were learned and had passed formal education.

"Father......" Zhang Xueliang was a little dissatisfied with his father's decision, he had been away for almost ten years, even if he had some influence before, it had long since dissipated.

"You take him to the military academy and train him more." Where didn't Zhang Zuolin know his son's thoughts, didn't he just look down on Tu Sanpao's son's background? ! You have to know, you also came out of a beard!!

"It doesn't matter how you practice or what you do." Zhang Zuolin interrupted his son's words: "But you must let Uncle Tu's son follow you!" Let him obey you! ”

"Knowing ......" Although he was a little reluctant, Zhang Xueliang still did not dare to refuse his father's request. I had to nod yes.