In the car, Zhang Xueliang's adjutant Chen Dazhang smiled and said to Zhang Xueliang: "Regiment Commander, is this Staff Tu really the son of 'Tu Sanpao' whom the marshal personally praised?!"

"Yes." Zhang Xueliang has always been very kind in front of this very close adjutant, "He was just picked up from the mountains by my eighth uncle."

At this time, Zhang Xueliang's military rank was Army General, and his identity was the commander of the Third Army Corps of the Anguo Army.

As a soldier, this young marshal does not like others to call him marshal. Calling him this way is just like calling someone "second generation official" or "second generation rich", which is extremely rude.

Therefore, as a soldier, he preferred to be called his military title rather than "Young Marshal".

"I can't tell..." Chen Dazhang sighed with emotion, "I'm only fifteen years old, and I look like I've been in the army for a long time. I look like the elite soldiers I've seen..."

While the two were talking and laughing, the car slowly drove towards Zhongnanhai. Ever since Zhang Zuolin settled in Beijing, his office location has been set at Zhongnanhai.

He was about to meet Marshal Zhang, who was even more legendary than the Young Marshal. Tu Qianjun couldn't help but feel a little nervous. This Marshal's political skills were not strong, but he was absolutely shrewd!

Being able to rise in the extremely chaotic late Qing Dynasty already shows how shrewd this commander was. Unfortunately, he still fell to the sword of the Japanese in the end.

As Tu Qianjun sighed, the car slowly stopped.

In his previous life, Tu Qianjun had entered Zhongnanhai several times, but firstly, he was always busy and came and went in a hurry, and secondly, he was not allowed to wander around in the important military and political areas. Therefore, he was really not very impressed by the scenery inside Zhongnanhai.

This time he could take a good stroll. After all, Feng Jun was just a warlord, and he was not strict about confidentiality, security, etc. Just when Tu Qianjun thought he could enjoy the scenery of Zhongnanhai, an officer hurried up to them.

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"Is this Mr. Tu?!" the handsome-looking officer asked warmly after saluting Zhang Xueliang and Tu Qianjun who got out of the car.

"I am Tu Qianjun." Tu Qianjun didn't like being called young master despite wearing a military uniform. It reminded him of the various second-generation men in his previous life, but he still saluted and replied.

Little did he know, because his move made Zhang Xueliang appreciate him even more! Originally, there should not be any titles such as young master in the army. In fact, even his own young marshal called Zhang Xueliang extremely disgusted.

"The commander is already waiting for you inside, please!" The young officer was obviously very discerning. He could tell that Tu Qianjun didn't like the title "young master" very much, so he stopped insisting.

Tu Qianjun returned the salute, said thank you and then followed the officer into a hall.

In the hall, a short man, about fifty years old, wearing a Fengjun marshal uniform, sat steadily on a mahogany chair in the middle of the hall with a cup of tea.

Although the man was not tall, sitting there made him feel like a mountain! Calm and indifferent.

Without waiting for the introduction from the officer leading the way, Tu Qianjun walked ten steps in front of the man with a huff, put his legs together and straightened his body, saluting with a "Pah!"

"Report! Tu Qianjun, staff officer of the Operations Department of the Third Army Headquarters of the Anguo Army! Report to the commander!" The man was obviously stunned by Tu Qianjun's sudden salute!

Then he stood up and returned the salute. This man was the current Northeastern King, the current leader of the Beiyang government, the commander-in-chief of hundreds of thousands of Anguo troops, and the owner of the Fengtian Arsenal with a monthly output of tens of thousands of guns: Zhang Zuolin!

Seeing Zhang Zuolin salute him in return, Tu Qianjun smiled, took off his military cap and placed it on the table not far from him, and said in a louder voice: "Uncle Qi, Qianjun kowtows to you!"

After saying that, he bent his legs and knelt down like a mountain! "Bump! Bump! Bump!" He kowtowed three times! These three kowtows, Tu Qianjun kowtows willingly!

For no other reason than to suppress the Kwantung Army for this bearded commander, who would rather die than betray the national interests, Tu Qianjun was willing to kowtow to this!

"Hahaha..." Zhang Zuolin laughed loudly and pulled Tu Qianjun up, his eyes full of admiration! Even the big beard on his lips curled up in joy.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!!" Zhang Zuolin punched Tu Qianjun hard in the chest, "What the fuck! You are worthy of being a third-person shooter!"

Zhang Zuolin was not very tall, only about 1.6 meters tall. Although Tu Qianjun was only fifteen years old at this time, he had inherited Tu Sanpao's body and had enough nutrition after arriving at Ertou Mountain.

As a result, his height reached nearly 1.8 meters! When these two people stood together, Zhang Zuolin was almost a head shorter than Tu Qianjun!

"Sit! Sit! Sit down!" Zhang Zuolin was obviously very happy! He pulled Tu Qianjun to sit on the chair, and Zhang Xueliang and others also smiled and sat down respectively.

Only then did Zhang Zuolin see Yan Zhengqing. Although Yan Zhengqing remained silent, Zhang Zuolin had already judged that this old man was not an ordinary person based on his vicious eyes for many years.

How can ordinary people take it lightly when they see Marshal Zhang, who has a lot of troops and kills people like crazy?

Ordinary people with flat heads have probably been frightened into incoherent speech for a long time. Even some so-called celebrities of the moment either talk eloquently or exaggerate their own status, with a look of disdain.

And what about this one?! He just smiled faintly, looking at Tu Qianjun and Zhang Zuolin, with neither pride nor inferiority. It was as if he was just an ordinary friend!

This magnanimity...Zhang Zuolin felt Ling Ran in his heart!

"Junzi, who is this..." Zhang Zuolin asked after everyone sat down.

"Uncle Qi, this is my husband." Tu Qianjun said with a smile: "Mr. Yan Zhengqing, he was the first batch of young children studying in the United States during the Qing Dynasty..."

"Oh?!" Zhang Zuolin was not Tu Qianjun. As a person who had only attended a private school, he had a natural respect for this learned person.

In the ninth year of the Republic of China, due to the lack of funds from the Beiyang government, thousands of publicly funded international students studying in Japan had no source of income. After Zhang Zuolin heard about it, he paid 100,000 yuan from his own pocket to them.

And you should know that at that time Northeastern University was the school with the largest investment in education in the country! And all these investments were approved by Zhang Zuolin!

In the twelfth year of the Republic of China, Northeastern University was officially established. Zhang Zuolin granted the university 1.6 million yuan in annual funding. At that time, Nankai University’s annual funding was 400,000 yuan, Peking University’s annual funding was 900,000 yuan, Tsinghua University plus the United States

The annual funding for the refunded Gengzi compensation subsidy is only 1.2 million yuan.

Zhang Zuolin, who became the Queen of the Northeast, even stipulated that each county government must spend 40% of its funds as education expenses!

Zhang Zuolin had a famous saying, "It would be better to have an army of 50,000 less than to build Northeastern University!" This was unique at the time!

The young children studying in the United States were a famous group in the late Qing Dynasty! Whether in officialdom or academia, they were Taishan Beidou-level existences! So Zhang Zuolin immediately stood up and bowed long to Yan Zhengqing.

"I don't know if Mr. Zhengqing is in person, but I hope Mr. Yuting will forgive Yuting (Zhang Zuolin's name) for the crime of neglect!"

"Haha~~" Yan Zhengqing quickly pulled up Zhang Zuolin who was bowing to him, laughed and said: "Where! Where! It's a great honor to meet the commander-in-chief today!"

"I know that I have tasted the reputation of the commander-in-chief during my three years under the commander-in-chief's rule. Today, I saw that the commander-in-chief certainly lives up to his prestigious reputation!" Yan Zhengqing's flattery made Zhang Zuolin smile. He could win this title.

Praise is enough to make Zhang Zuolin proud!

"Where... where... Sir, you are so complimentary! You are so complimentary!" Although Zhang Zuolin was very happy, he still said modestly.

Zhichang?! The word Yan Zhengqing did not come up randomly.

Its origin is from the "Tao De Jing": The answer is Chang, Zhi Chang is Ming. If you don't know Chang, you will do evil. Know Chang's appearance, appearance is Gong, Gong is Quan, Quan is Heaven, Heaven is Dao, Dao is Jiu, and there is no body.

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The meaning of this sentence is: Try your best to bring the emptiness of the soul to the extreme and make your life quiet and unchanging.

All things are growing vigorously together, so I examine the principle of their reciprocity. All things are moving around one after another, each returning to its roots. Returning to its roots is called tranquility, and tranquility is called returning to life.

Returning to life is called nature, and understanding the laws of nature is called wisdom. Reckless behavior that does not understand the laws of nature often leads to troubles and disasters.

People who understand the laws of nature are all-encompassing. If they are all-encompassing, they will be calm and fair. If they are just, they will be comprehensive. Only if they are comprehensive can they conform to the "Tao" of nature. Only if they conform to the Tao of nature can they be long-lasting and avoid danger throughout their lives.

Based on the name Yan Zhengqing, it is estimated that most people may not be able to tell the origin. Even his student Tu Qianjun still doesn’t know the origin of his teacher’s name.

Zhang Zuolin, who had only been in private school for a few years, didn't even know. Although he didn't know, his adjutant's eyes lit up! He quietly walked to Zhang Zuolin and muttered.

After finishing this muttering, Zhang Zuolin's eyes lit up even more! You have to know that Zhang Zuolin not only respects scholars, he respects those old scholars even more!

Facing a person who could pronounce such words, Zhang Zuolin's attitude became even lower.
Chapter completed!