"Young Marshal, this is?"

"It's not those bastards who are against the sun!!"

Zhang Xueliang scolded angrily with hatred, and the anger he had received at the meeting before felt that he had vented it in front of Qin Jihuan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After listening to Zhang Xueliang's complaints, Qin Jihuan finally understood, so it was.

It seems that Zhang Xueliang, who is really wronged and simple-hearted, is right, just because he is a young marshal in the Northeast who was born with a golden key, how can he have this scheming?

As I said before, Zhang Xueliang, who is not yet thirty years old, is in the prime of his life, and at this time, it has been nearly two years since his father died and he officially succeeded him as the "King of the Northeast".

But then again, the age of twenty years is also the most naïve and best time to deceive, especially when there has always been a domineering father in the way, so that he has not experienced any dirty and dirty situations.

For more than a year, Zhang Xueliang has been the nominal king of the Northeast, but even he knows that compared with his father, he is not able to rule the entire Northeast at all.

Of course, it is a bit too much to say that he is a puppet, but it is true that Zhang Xueliang's prestige and ability cannot convince the public.

At today's meeting, Zhang Xueliang, who thought he had confidence, once again brought up the old matter, talking about the attitude of the Japanese, who had planned to be tough on Japan, but he did not expect to usher in basins of cold water one after another.

For the first time, he found that his elders, and even his uncles, did not even have any thoughts of resisting when facing the Japanese!

Whenever he analyzed the strength of the Japanese on the basis of reason, there were always people who interrupted without thinking about it, in a word, the Japanese were invincible, and they needed to take a long-term view.

In this regard, he was really aggrieved, but he was helpless, who let him just go his own way and lose a war with the Soviet Union?

With this defeat as an excuse, his subordinates could justifiably refute him, but he was speechless at all.

"That's it?"

Qin Jihuan listened silently, looked at Zhang Xueliang, who was still indignant, and couldn't help but be a little speechless, this young marshal is too "good", right? Because you can't convince those subordinates, you're sulking alone?

No wonder history evaluates him for being weak, he is so indecisive towards his own people, what great things do you expect him to accomplish?

"I said young marshal, you are the king of the Northeast, what policy does the Northeast adopt, it's not your words? As for this? ”

"Alas, it's not as simple as you say,"

Zhang Xueliang sighed lightly when he heard this, but said slightly gloomily,

"These people are my father's old subordinates, and they are loyal to me and have high expectations, so there are some things that I can't do my own way."

Facing Qin Jihuan, an outsider who gave him great help, Zhang Xuehao seemed to let down his guard in his heart and slowly said what was in his heart.

"Although I am the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Frontier Army, I know that it is just stained with my father's light, and there are few people who are not convinced of me, especially after the defeat to the Soviets."

When it comes to the Soviet Union, Zhang Xueliang's face can't help but have a little pain and hatred, it is this Middle East Road War initiated by him that makes his prestige in the Northeast even worse.

So much so that everyone regards him as a mediocre but arrogant second ancestor, and no one really takes him seriously.

"I see,"

Qin Jihuan nodded, but still persuaded quietly,

"But young marshal, you should know that people grow up in failure, do you fail again and again because you fail once? Or are you too scared to fight again because you lost once? is still the same sentence, you are the young marshal of the Northeast, and where the entire Northeast is going is a matter of your words, and you can even say,"

Seeing that Zhang Xueliang listened carefully, Qin Jihuan involuntarily threw out a big killing weapon,

"If the Japanese launch a war against the Northeast at this time, will you give up the entire Northeast because you are afraid that you will not win?"

"How is that possible!?"

Zhang Xueliang raised his head sharply and retorted loudly.

"I'm just giving you an example, young marshal, in fact, whether you are tough on the outside world or not depends on your own strength, so I think instead of feeling sorry for yourself here and thinking about how to persuade them, it is better to go out and reorganize the military affairs in the Northeast, at least to know how many soldiers you have, how many weapons, and how effective you are, right? Now you know that everyone else told you, right? ”

Qin Jihuan, who had been slightly vaccinated, didn't say much, before the incident happened, who would have thought that the 400,000 troops in the Northeast would run away without firing a shot?

"Well, you have a point."

Zhang Xueliang nodded thoughtfully, he really hadn't thought about this, in fact, after his father's death, although the Northeast Army nominally respected him as the commander, there were really not many that could be directly commanded by him.

"The young marshal should still remember my promise, what weapons and equipment are needed, just ask, our Jingwu Brotherhood will definitely be able to send them to the young marshal, but I didn't think that in the end, these things were made wedding dresses for the Japanese!"

"Huh? How so? ”

Zhang Xueliang, who didn't understand the meaning of Qin Jihuan's last sentence, subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, maybe not now, but young marshal, how many of your father's subordinates didn't let you confront the Japanese for your own good, taking into account the overall situation, and how many of them were because they were afraid of themselves and didn't dare to confront the Japanese at all? Or is that question, if the Japanese launched a war against the Northeast at this time, how many people would dare to lead troops to resist? ”

After reminding Zhang Xueliang again, Qin Jihuan finally stopped talking, the days ahead are still long, there is no need to be too anxious, so after finishing speaking, looking at Zhang Xueliang who was deep in thought, Qin Jihuan left silently.

After returning to the inn, Qin Jihuan retreated again, and handed over all the matters related to the establishment of the Jingwu Sect to Niu Sanguang and Ding Li, while he himself practiced martial arts without distraction, and even refused Zhang Xueliang's invitation again.

He believes that what he said last time is enough for the time being, even if the policy of the Northeast will not change for the time being, but Zhang Xueliang will definitely be different from the original history.

A few days later, Ma Yongzhen and Nong Jinsun and their entourage finally arrived, and Qin Jihuan had to interrupt his cultivation to pick up the wind and wash the dust for them.

"What? Master is back? ”

Hearing Ma Yongzhen's words, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but be stunned, he hadn't heard from Huo Yuanjia for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would return to Shanghai.

"Yes, Sixth Senior Brother, Master came back as soon as you left, saying that he would not leave again this time."

"That's good, that's good."

"Ah Huan, have you really talked to Zhang Xueliang?"

Of course, the person who interjected was Nong Jinsun, who was not a martial artist, and he was not young, so he was still very worried about his safety.

"Hehe, Uncle Nong, please rest assured, if you don't worry, I can take you to meet the young marshal, and when I leave, you will preside over the Jingwu Gate here."

Qin Jihuan, who knew that Ma Yongzhen was a martial arts idiot and was not good at sociability, took the opportunity to invite Nong Jinsun, who was old and sophisticated.

"We'll talk about it then."

Nong Jinsun did not agree directly, but cautiously hoped to meet Zhang Xueliang before talking. (To be continued.) )