Liu Ting rushed over after hearing the news, saw this and asked the guards to withdraw, closed the door and asked, "What's going on."

Chen Zikun said: "Let him say it, continue talking."

Since Liu Xiaoyong started, he had no scruples anymore and said, "Sir, it's not you who is wrong, it's the system. At first, when you made your fortune in Jiangbei, you rely on these old brothers from bandits, who are strong in combat and loyal. Later, the Northern Expedition was successful and the country was unified. We should release the military power by drinking the cup of wine, let these old soldiers be rich, and rely on professional soldiers from military academy to build a new modern army. This is the right way. However, for various reasons, you did not do this and still maintained the original system. To this day, although the Jiangdong army is modernized, it is actually a feudal private army in its bones. Today in the 1940s, it has long been no longer adapted to the trend of the times."

Liu Ting blamed him: "The more you say it, the less meaningful it is. Can you say this?"

Liu Xiaoyong said: "I am a member of the Jiangdong Army. Of course I have the right to say that young soldiers still love Chief Chen. It is still time for you to carry out reforms now, and we support you."

Chen Zikun said: "Who are we who you are, how many people are there, and are there any organization?"

Liu Xiaoyong paused and said, "The army is not allowed to form associations in private. We are just some like-minded middle and lower-level officers from military academy. They usually gather together to discuss current affairs."

Chen Zikun nodded: "I understand, you go down first, don't tell others about today's conversation."

Liu Xiaoyong saluted and left, and the leather boots made a string of crisp footsteps in the corridor.

Liu Ting was a little uneasy: "Xiaoyong didn't deliberately contradict you."

Chen Zikun said: "It's okay, no one has spoken in front of me for a long time. I'm almost blind. Liu Ting, what's the point of Jiangdong now? It doesn't matter. To be honest, I can stand it."

Liu Ting said: "Actually, Jiangdong is not very bad, much better than other places, but it is also a gap of 50 steps and a hundred steps. The generals in the army are divided into several factions, each looking for ways to make money, either forcibly occupy or kidnap. In terms of finance, Gong Zijun has also gained a lot of benefits by using the convenience of exchanging fiat currency..."

Chen Zikun said: "There are no clean people. As for Yan Su, his situation will be better."

Liu Ting said: "Yan Su himself has no corruption. Even some of his relatives are acting recklessly based on his reputation, and no one dares to care about it."

Chen Zikun said: "It seems that you have mastered all these things, why don't you tell me?"

Liu Ting smiled bitterly: "It's so common, but there's nothing worth talking about. Besides... the blacksmith needs to be strong himself. There are quite a few ladies in your house, so what do you say?"

Chen Zikun's verge of fear: "Who, Yao Yilei is still Jianbing."

Liu Ting said: "In fact, they are all small things that are not worth mentioning. They collect some jewelry, fur, jewelry watches, and win thousands or tens of thousands of dollars at the card table. These are the things that the ladies spend all day together, and it is impossible to stay out of the matter."

Chen Zikun understood that his team was hopeless. In fact, it was not just Jiangdong, but the whole of China. If you want to arrest corruption, you have to arrest all your iron-core subordinates, and even your wife cannot be spared.

"Okay, go back, I'll be alone for a while." Chen Zikun sent Liu Ting and sat in the office and closed his eyes to ponder. From the day he became the Jiangbei Guardian, the past is vivid in my mind. More than twenty years have passed. The old brothers have changed from young people in their prime to middle-aged people, with white hair and fat belly, but the biggest change is the heart.

Chen Zikun got up and went out and came to the guard camp. His personal bodyguard's requirements for selecting soldiers were very special. Only good families from poor rural areas in Jiangbei could be selected. He has strong physical fitness and simple minds. He can be said to be the most reliable force.

The commander inspected himself, and the young men from the guard battalion lined up to welcome him. Chen Zikun shook hands with them one by one and asked about his well-being. He could tell the names of every soldier, knowing the situation at their home, chatting with everyone in Jiangbei Dialect, and after the chat, he left a meal of dumplings.

"Children, go to the shooting range to practice, so that you can open your eyes." Chen Zikun seemed to have a whim and led the guard battalion to the shooting range. He practiced his gun for the afternoon and promoted more than a dozen soldiers and officers with accurate shooting skills and excellent quality.

The next day, Chen Zikun asked Liang Maocai to talk and had a secret conversation in the office for two hours.

Another day later, Chen Zikun convened a meeting of generals to discuss the reorganization of the Anti-Japanese Rescue ** into the Traffic Police Corps. Because it involves the issue of organization and financial allocation, Yan Su and Gong Zijun also participated. The meeting was held at the Fenglin Road official residence.

Fenglin Road, with red maple eyes, beautiful scenery, and spotless asphalt road, black cars drove over and stopped in front of the official residence building. The adjutants got out first, walked around and opened the car door, put their hands on the top of the car door, protecting the officers to get out.

Yan Su, Gai Longquan, Chen Shou, Zeng Jiao, Liu Youjin, Gong Zijun, Liang Maocai, Wang Sanliu and others came one after another. Everyone greeted each other and entered the gate. The adjutants and the driver guards were smoking, drinking tea, and bragging and chatting in the special lounge.

The officials chatted and laughed and came to the door of the conference room. The guards asked everyone to hand over the gun. No one cared about it and they all removed the gun and handed over it.

In the study upstairs, Liu Ting knocked on the door gently: "They are here."

Chen Zikun opened the drawer, took out an M1911 pistol from it, checked the magazine and inserted it, and put it on his waist.

"You really have to do it." Liu Ting said.

Chen Zikun nodded with a serious expression. He put the military cap on his head. Liu Ting helped him with Feng Ji buckle and instructed: "Be careful."

"It won't be a problem." Chen Zikun went downstairs, stalking with his head held high, and the guards saluted with guns. He returned the salute, pushed open the door of the conference room with both hands, and the adjutant shouted: "Captain Chen is here."

The chaotic conference room suddenly became quiet, and the generals stood up, with smiles on their faces. Not only Chen Zikun's right-hand men were present, but all the officers at the major general level and above came, and the conference room was filled with more than a dozen people.

All eyes were focused on Chen Zikun. Today, Chief Chen seemed to look bad, and there was a bit of anger between his eyebrows.

"Why didn't Shuangxi come?" Chen Zikun glanced and asked lightly.

"He asked for leave." Chen Shou replied.

"I plan to get married, there are so many things to do." Gai Longquan said, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Chen Zikun looked at the watch: "Okay, everyone is here, start."

Liu Ting brought the thick document without saying a word and put a copy in front of everyone.

"Let's take a look first, I'll give you five minutes." Chen Zikun looked at his watch.

Chen Shou turned over two pages and slapped the table and stood up: "False accusation, frame-up, who dares to insult me?"

Gai Longquan also threw the document: "It's outrageous. My surname is not that ridiculous. What is written in it is all fictitious."

Zeng Jiao smiled faintly: "It's ridiculous to say that the police department kidnap and blackmail blackmail is kidnapped. I, Zeng, have this little money."

Yan Su and Liu Youjin said nothing, showing a look of worry.

Wang Sanliu had a low status and said with a grievance: "Please check it out clearly, I really don't know these things."

Only Liang Mao is firmly sitting on Mount Tai, and he has the cleanest foundation.

There was a mess below, but Chen Zikun sneered: "Don't be too busy clearing it out first, read it carefully a few more times before talking. You can watch it first, I have something to do, Maocai."

"On." Liang Maocai stood up.

Chen Zikun pulled out his pistol and slapped it on the table: "When you put this gun here, whoever dares to go out, just use the gun to shoot it."

"Yes." Liang Maocai came over and picked up the pistol, pushed the bullet and loaded it with a loud bang, and looked like he was a vicious person who did not recognize his relatives.

Chen Zikun left with her sleeves and closed the two doors heavily.

He left, and the lower part became even more chaotic. Chen Shougai Longquan and others were inconvenient to face, so they signaled that the people below to make trouble. A major general in his thirties said angrily: "Even if these are true, what's the matter? We will protect the generals for the general through life and death. We will shed a lot of blood and die in Japan. We should enjoy this blessing." As he said that, he was about to open the door and go out.

Liang Maocai didn't blink and shot him in the lap, everyone was shocked.

"Old Shi, you're so stupid." Gai Longquan exclaimed.

The old man Liang Maocai was a second-hand man back then. After many years, his temper remained unchanged. No one recognized him. The gun was filled with smoke. He said with a cold face: "I can't ignore the words of the Grand Marshal. I can't die without hurting my bones."

The door opened, and two guards came over to carry the injured, leaving behind a floor of blood.

Everyone looked at each other and looked out the window. The yard was full of guard soldiers and bayonets were all on their rifles.

It seems that the coach is going to play really well.

...

Chen Zikun hurried out of the yard, got on a jeep, and rushed straight to the military camps of the suburbs under more than ten military vehicles. Liu Xiaoyong and a group of young officers had been waiting for a long time. In a barracks, dozens of intermediate officers were imprisoned, clamoring to see Chief Chen.

The door opened and the sun shone in. Chen Zikun's tall figure stood at the door and said coldly: "Who wants to see me?"

"Sir, it's unjust." There was a mess below, and they finally understood that this was not Liu Xiaoyong's mutiny, but the general was going to clean up.

Chen Zikun had no time to deal with the intermediate officers. He turned around and came to the commander and ordered in an orderly manner to organize twenty law enforcement teams, each with one hundred people. He led an officer, a policeman, and a prosecutor, responsible for arresting scum who occupied and embezzled the people's property across the province.

With a command, the convoy roared out, and Chen Zikun was in charge of the military camp to prevent the Central Army from taking the opportunity to attack.

That night, in the Fenglin Road official residence, the officials under house arrest had food and toilets. If they wanted to sleep, they also provided beds and bedding, but they were not allowed to go out.

Scattered gunshots came from outside, and no one knew what happened. Everyone was panicked. Gong Zijun said, "I'll call home."

"No." Liang Maocai did not give any face.

"Brother, let me talk." Gai Longquan came over and wanted to grab Liang Maocai's shoulder, but he pushed his gun against his chest: "Boss, don't force me to shoot."

Gai Longquan was furious: "What's wrong? You can't say anything. If you have the will, just shoot and shoot here." As he said that, he pulled open the front of his military uniform.

Liang Maocai was not vague and turned the handle of the gun backwards and said, "Brother, don't make things difficult for me. If you are unhappy, shoot me first, what's going on?"

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