Zhang Tinglan sat on the train, roaring towards Beijing, since the Ming and Qing dynasties, Beijing has represented the highest power in China, Sijiu City has witnessed hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life, and soon Beijing will accompany Yuan Shikai to make an eighty-three days of emperor dreams, and then watch this hero leave gloomily.

Zhang Tinglan has a sense of urgency in her heart that she must wield more power, have more wealth, train a stronger army, and turn the fortunes of the country around.

The layout for Russia has been launched, Zhang Tinglan is sure to get a good return, and the factory is also under construction. This time, Zhang Zuolin appointed Zhang Zuoxiang to be in charge of the military affairs of the 27th Division, and at the same time to be in charge of public security in Fengtian, marking that Zhang Zuoxiang has become the number two person in the Fengtian department.

In just over three months, Zhang Tinglan's power in his hands is already amazing, but he is still a little greedy and insufficient, and he has to develop faster.

The train soon entered the customs, Zhang Xueliang and Zhang Tingshu were both entering Beijing for the first time, and Zhang Tinglan was also the first to experience the scenery of old Beijing, and they were very excited.

"Brother Tinglan, I have long heard that Mr. Storyteller said that Beijing City is a three-headed and eight-armed city, and it is worth seeing everywhere, especially the few alleys outside the front door!"

Zhang Xueliang said with emotion, Zhang Tinglan's face began to darken, this young marshal is a squirrel, isn't he talking about the world-famous Eight Hutongs.

"Han Qing, I'll go to the Seventh Master and give you a concession, how about enjoying the scenery of the capital?"

When Zhang Xueliang heard his father, he suddenly looked bitter, and waved his hand again and again, his little caution must not let his father know that he came to Beijing to do business, and Zhang Zuolin would never let him come nonsense!

Talking and laughing, the train had stopped, Lao Zhang got off the train surrounded by many guards, and there were many people behind him who specially carried the gifts prepared, and the mighty team went out. When the people on the side saw these heavily armed troops, they all consciously got out of the way.

"Damn, the Son of Heaven is so big at his feet that he doesn't even have a greeting person!"

When Lao Zhang was complaining, another platform was crowded with people, most of them were dressed in satin coats, and they looked like officials, and there were many officers dressed in generals.

Zhang Tinglan also came over, and he stopped a patrol officer who was maintaining order and asked about the situation.

The patrol officer looked at Zhang Tinglan, and then looked at Zhang Zuolin and the others, he was not stage frightened at all, and arched his hand and said: "A few old people are always from other places, the eldest prince went to invite Mr. Wang a few days ago, and now all the big and small officials in Beijing are waiting to welcome the dragon of the Beiyang!" ”

Zhang Tinglan and Zhang Zuoxiang both understood, they were in a hurry, Yuan Keding went to invite Wang Shizhen, just now in Beijing, Wang Shizhen is the head of the three heroes of Beiyang, although he has faded out of politics for many years, but his reputation is respected, so it is normal to be treated by the government and the opposition all over the past, and he is treated with the highest courtesy.

"No one is going to greet us today!" Lao Zhang glanced at the crowd surging not far away, and said in a low voice: "Sooner or later, these grandsons will be so stammered with Lao Tzu!" ”

A group of people had to go to the Six Nations Hotel by themselves, Beijing City from the beginning of the design of the imperial power everywhere, the function of each city gate is not the same, officials and merchants to and from Beijing have to go to Chongwen Gate, Zhang Zuolin is no exception, with his entourage to Chongwen Gate outside.

From afar, I saw a long procession, all of them were merchants from other places, carts and carriages were endless, Lao Zhang and his party were numerous, and they also brought a lot of gifts, and they attracted the attention of the tax police from afar, and a small leader from afar rushed over with a few subordinates.

intercepted Zhang Zuolin, this little leader was a roe deer, with a trace of contempt on the corner of his mouth, which didn't look comfortable, and he arched his hand at Zhang Zuolin.

"This military master, look like you are from out of town, this Beijing City is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, there are rules and regulations, you bring so many things, you can't pass in vain!"

Since no one greeted him, Zhang Zuolin held his stomach, and when he saw that such a sesame mung bean big official dared to stretch out his hand to ask for money, Lao Zhang suddenly became angry in his chest, and Yuan Jinkai, who followed closely beside him, shouted: "This is a gift to President Yuan, you dare to reach out, don't you want to die!" ”

"Hehe, this lord, don't be angry, rules are rules, and who knows if you are smuggling some smuggled goods into Beijing under the banner of gift-giving, and we are also duty-bound. I also know that you are pressed for time, don't bother, you pay a thousand oceans, I will let you go, you have to do something, don't delay! ”

As the so-called Son of Heaven is high, it can be seen from these arrogant tax officials, Zhang Zuolin is also a strong party, but in the eyes of these people, there is no weight at all, the little boss grinned and bared his teeth and said: "We do things quickly with one word, the money is given, you don't have to line up like these mud legs, hurry up and enter the city, get promoted and make a fortune!" ”

This guy was still going to speak, Zhang Zuolin rushed forward, kicked this guy in the chest, Lao Zhang also crawled out of the pile of dead people, this kick was full of energy, and suddenly the guy was six or seven steps away, like a sack, he fell to the ground fiercely, and immediately fainted.

The other guards also rushed together, they were very ruthless, and several other tax policemen also fell to the ground, and their parents screamed, and suddenly there was chaos in front of Chongwen's door.

Chongwenmen tax card has been there since the Ming and Qing dynasties, and how many foreign officials have to pay taxes honestly, after all, no one dares to come nonsense at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and if they can cause less trouble, they will cause less trouble. Therefore, it is also used to these guys being extremely rampant, but today Lao Zhang did the opposite, kicked a leader on the spot, and immediately exploded.

The police in charge of the tax card blew a sharp whistle, and dozens of people rushed towards this side, but they were greeted by hundreds of black muzzles. Lao Zhang brought two hundred guards this time, all of them were the most skilled and well-equipped, and they were holding water rifles in their hands, staring at these tax policemen rushing over with expressionless faces, as if staring at a group of prey.

There is no doubt that as long as an order is given, the tax police will be beaten into a sieve, they usually bully the common people, but in the face of these soldiers with loaded guns, they can't stand up, and their legs unconsciously retreat.

There are still a lot of vendors here in Chongwenmen, they see that the arrogant and domineering tax police are all guns on the head, and their hearts are secretly happy, some clever people take advantage of the chaos, they have entered the city, saving taxes, and some people want to see the excitement, so the scene is chaotic and abnormal.

At this time, the tax officer in charge also ran over, and he also secretly scolded his subordinates for being confused, he had already said that he would try to provoke those Qiu Ba Masters as little as possible, and today he was kicked to the iron plate.

The tax official bowed to Zhang Zuolin again and again: "This general, his subordinates are not sensible, don't be surprised, the brothers have worked hard all the way here, don't be here with a pestle, hurry into the city, it's important to do business!" ”

"What? You don't want any money? ”

Cold sweat also flowed from the tax officer's head, and his voice trembled and said, "Don't want it, don't want it!" ”

"Remember that Lao Tzu is Zhang Zuolin of the 27th Division of Fengtian, and he will often come and go in the future, if you dare to ask for another son, be careful of your dog's head!"

Lao Zhang took people to stride through Chongwenmen, and the tax officer remembered that these people were born with beards, and if they offended them, they were not looking for death!

After Zhang Zuolin arrived at the Liuguo Hotel, where he was staying, he sent someone to deliver the official document to the presidential palace, and then waited for the news of the summons. Zhang Tinglan took Zhang Xueliang and Zhang Tingshu out to walk around and see the customs of old Beijing.

"My dad's kick today is so handsome, it would be better if he could smash all the tax cards!"

"Then it's going to cause a lot of trouble, how many people are pointing to the Chongwenmen tax card to get rich, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents, do you want to make everyone hate?"

In fact, a thousand oceans is not much for them, and if Lao Zhang shows the identity of the division commander, these people will not dare to ask for money, the army has not been blindly expanded in the early years of the Republic of China, and the division commander is still a great official. However, Zhang Tinglan also vaguely guessed Lao Zhang's intentions, Zhang Zuolin just wanted to pretend to be arrogant, show his rude side, and paralyze Yuan Datou.

As he was walking, a large teahouse appeared in front of him, which was full of people and very lively. The teahouse is often a condensed small society, with three religions and nine streams, everyone has it, Zhang Tinglan and they happen to be tired and want to rest.

Walking into the teahouse, I found a seat near the window, asked for a pot of jasmine double smoke, while drinking tea, while listening to the tea guests chatting, this kind of place often has a know-it-all, a man in his forties is saying loudly: "Old and young masters, brothers, I have found a way to make money, my cousin-in-law told me that Liang Caishen is preparing to set up a petition group, including all industries, as long as you follow the street parade, give silver every day!" ”

"What is this petition for?"

"Of course, it's a petition to the president, our president is tired of being the emperor, I want to be the emperor, I have thought about it, as long as there is news, I will participate immediately. Let's not do it for those two money, we want to be a hero from the dragon, and maybe we will earn an iron hat prince for future generations in the future! ”

"You'd better find your daughter-in-law first!" There were tea guests who coaxed, and suddenly everyone hahadaxiao.

At this time, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked in outside the door of the teahouse, he was full of alcohol, his steps were staggering, and when the shopkeeper of the teahouse saw him, he hurriedly greeted him: "Song Sanye, why do you drink so much?" ”

The man waved his hand: "I'm not drunk, I'm sober here!" As he spoke, he pointed to his head: "I just want everyone to look at me, and also to see the world through me, this bastard government, and the bastard president." ”

"Third master, what's wrong with you, don't talk nonsense, I'll ask the guy to get you some sobering soup."

"Shopkeeper, my factory is finished, my ten years of hard work are gone, I advocated industry to save the country in the past, but in the end it was still empty. I'm going to jump into the Shichahai, before I die, I'll tell the big guy, if you have money in the future, you will go to eat, drink and have fun, just go and do evil, don't do good things, I'm the biggest stupid hat! After saying that, the middle-aged man cried loudly.

At this moment, two people in gray coats suddenly stood up on the tea party on the side, and walked over in a few steps: "Song Sanye, don't be in a hurry to die, go to the police pavilion with us first, you dare to insult the president, it's just boring!" ”

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