After chatting about American history, Zhang Xueliang then talked about the domestic situation: "Mr. Zhou, what do you think of the current situation between the north and the south?"
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "I said last night that the north and the south are constantly fighting among themselves. Whoever stabilizes the internal affairs first will win."
There were conflicts among the major warlords in Beiyang, and there were also factional struggles within the warlords themselves. Zhang Xueliang himself suffered from internal strife and felt deeply about this. He said: "I know about Beiyang, but what is the situation in the south? Please ask.
Please explain in detail, sir.”
"Let's talk about the internal affairs of the Kuomintang first," Zhou Hexuan analyzed. "After Mr. Sun Yat-sen's death, Hu Hanmin and Liao Zhongkai had the highest prestige. Mr. Liao was suddenly assassinated last year, and it was found out that it was Mr. Hu's cousin. This
Does the young commander know about this?"
"I know." Zhang Xueliang nodded.
Zhou Hexuan chuckled: "Now one of the two most prestigious people in the Kuomintang has been assassinated, and the other has been forced to leave the Soviet Union. Who is the biggest gainer?"
Zhang Xueliang's eyes widened: "You said the real murderer was Jiang..."
"I didn't say anything. No one can explain this clearly." Zhou Hexuan shook his head and smiled. This is really an unsolved case, and even if it is put 50 years later, there will be different opinions.
Zhang Xueliang said: "Then tell me what the situation is now."
Zhou Hexuan introduced the internal conflicts in the south in detail without any personal touch. This information would have been thoroughly studied in the future, but at this time it was like looking at flowers in the fog. The more Zhang Xueliang listened, the more energetic he became, and he continued to ask questions.
The time soon reached noon, Zhang Xueliang asked the servant to bring the food into the study, and chatted with Zhou Hexuan while eating.
"Sir, you are truly a genius. He has such insight into the situation at home and abroad." Zhang Xueliang put down his chopsticks in admiration and was extremely excited.
Zhou Hexuan said with a pretentious smile: "In fact, a lot of information can be seen in newspapers, and you can understand it with a little analysis."
Zhang Xueliang shook his head and said: "Not everyone can do it."
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said nothing, thinking in his mind how to control the situation. He must not reveal many information within our party. Zhang Xueliang is still a reactionary warlord now, and he must hold his butcher knife high.
"Aha!"
As he talked, Zhang Xueliang got addicted to smoking again, yawned and waved to the adjutant.
Soon Gu Ruiyu came in with a smoking set. When she saw Zhang Xueliang couldn't wait to light the match, she felt distressed and said: "Master, you still have to quit smoking."
Zhang Xueliang exhaled a puff of smoke, with an intoxicated expression on his face. After enjoying it for a long time, he sighed and said, "Oh, why don't I want to quit? It's easier said than done."
Gu Ruiyu said: "I asked foreign doctors and they said that injecting morphine can help you quit smoking."
"Really?" Zhang Xueliang was quite moved.
Zhou Hexuan seized the opportunity to make a meritorious service and quickly stopped him: "Don't!"
"Why?" Zhang Xueliang and Gu Ruiyu both looked at him strangely.
Today, not to mention the Chinese, even Western medical scientists only know that opium harms people, but do not clearly understand the harm of morphine.
Zhou Hexuan explained: "Morphine is more addictive than opium, and it is more troublesome to quit."
Gu Ruiyu did not doubt that Zhou Hexuan was lying, and said dejectedly: "What should we do?"
Zhou Hexuan said: "It's simple. If the young commander wants to smoke, just tie him up and he can quit smoking completely in two or three months."
This is how New China got rid of opium, and the effect was very obvious. For example, Li Shoumin later became addicted to smoking because of writing novels. He was a 20-year-old smoker and returned to normal after being educated by our party for two months.
Zhang Xueliang and Gu Ruiyu both smiled bitterly. Who would dare to dissuade the young commander from smoking? Let alone tie him up.
Well, there is one person who dares to do so. When Du Yuesheng helped Zhang Xueliang quit smoking, he forced her to play with him. The young marshal was very grateful to him.
Zhang Xueliang was very eager to quit smoking. Historically, he would ask a doctor to inject morphine in two months. As a result, he successfully quit opium, but became addicted to morphine, which he regretted deeply.
"Poof!"
Zhang Xueliang suddenly smashed the pipe, gritted his teeth and said to the adjutant: "He Ru, next time my addiction to smoking occurs again, you will tie me up. You are not allowed to untie me even if I shout for help, do you hear me? This is a military order!"
The adjutant hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and saluted: "Yes!"
Zhou Hexuan watched with cold eyes. With Zhang Xueliang's perseverance, it was hard to say whether he could successfully quit smoking.
Zhang Xueliang asked the adjutant and Gu Ruiyu to step aside and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhou, are you willing to serve as my confidential secretary?"
A confidential secretary is much more senior than a Russian secretary.
But Zhou Hexuan was determined not to wade into troubled waters, and declined politely: "Young Commander, please forgive me for my limited ability and the fact that I dare not take on important responsibilities."
If it were Chu Yupu, he would have been so angry that he would have scolded her. But Zhang Xueliang was just a little disappointed and sighed: "Well, since Mr. Zhou is not willing, I won't force it. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will ask Mr. Zhou for advice."
Zhang Xueliang loved to learn. He learned a lot from Guo Songling, including patriotism and hatred of Japan. Well, you heard it right, Zhang Xueliang hated the Japanese. He had long seen Japan's intentions and threats to Northeast China.
But hate is one thing, the Japanese are really coming, haha.
Later, Zhang Xueliang became obsessed with red theory. His several confidential secretaries after the 1930s were all traitors to our party. He understood "Das Kapital" more deeply than many party members.
The weird thing is here. Zhang Xueliang strongly agrees with the red theory, but he is also afraid of it, which is extremely contradictory.
Zhou Hexuan suddenly asked: "What are the young commander's plans?"
Zhang Xueliang was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "What plans can I have?"
Zhou Hexuan said: "It is better to be a yameni for a few years with peace of mind. A yameni who can make a difference and not be a threat."
"What should I say?" Zhang Xueliang realized that Zhou Hexuan was giving him advice.
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Run the newspaper."
"Run a newspaper?" Zhang Xueliang was stunned.
"Do you think any political party in the south doesn't run a newspaper? Public opinion is the people's hearts, and people's hearts are the destiny." Zhou Hexuan pointed to the ceiling, "The things the commander-in-chief did in Peiping are very unpopular."
Zhang Xueliang nodded: "Sending troops to surround Peking University is indeed a bit excessive."
Zhou Hexuan added: "There is still school running."
"Reaching a university?" Zhang Xueliang asked.
Zhou Hexuan shook his head and said: "Run primary schools and promote basic education. Does the young marshal still remember how powerful Germany was?"
"Education should be established." Zhang Xueliang followed the good deeds.
The most important thing is that Zhang Xueliang is now in an embarrassing situation. He is nominally the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, but in fact he cannot control the military power. He does not even dare to contact his former subordinates, so he must hide his strength and bide his time.
Zhou Hexuan's suggestion, which on the surface was about running a newspaper or running a school, was actually to help him raise his hopes, and it would not arouse Zhang Zuolin's fear.
"Thank you for your advice, sir." Zhang Xueliang said sincerely, already regarding Zhou Hexuan as a counselor. He used to have many talents around him, but unfortunately due to Guo Songling's defection last year, these talents were dismissed.
Zhou Hexuan smiled, very happy. Being able to borrow Zhang Xueliang's strength to open more primary schools and train more talents can be regarded as a contribution to the country.
As for the hope of seeing ghosts, when the day of September 18th comes, all hopes will disappear.
