After the dirty air in the stuffy tank car was exhausted, Han Baihang immediately closed the sliding door. At this time, most of the soldiers in the car had fallen asleep, snoring one after another, but he was not sleepy at all, just because he was drinking water from the car door.
The incoming night wind was very cold, making his limbs and bones feel chilly, making it difficult to fall asleep.
Originally, with his current position in the company, he could find the most comfortable place to rest in the carriage without having to stand in the cold at the door, but he knew that the most important thing in leading troops is to "love soldiers like sons".
Words, all famous generals in ancient times are like this. In the past, Wu Qi was suffering from gangrene, and soldiers were happy to die for him. Zhuge Liang also said: A good general in ancient times raised others as if he were raising his own children.
, The injured should be cared for and caressed; the dead should be mourned and buried; the hungry should be eaten at the expense of food; the cold should be undressed and clothed; the wise should be treated with courtesy and emoluments; the brave should be rewarded and encouraged.
In this way, everything will be successful.
Therefore, after he got on the bus, he took the initiative to replace the soldier who was resting at the door of the bus, which greatly moved him and told everyone he met about the good things about Instructor Han.
In fact, Han Baihang had already followed this principle when he was training in Zheng County. He often used his own military pay to subsidize the soldiers' food. All the soldiers in the company had benefited from him and all of them cherished his kindness. But now he
It's just that the adjutant appointed personally by the company commander Zhou Heizi is not the chief military officer. Otherwise, he believed that with his current prestige, he would be qualified to serve as the commander of a company.
Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind. Han Baihang couldn't fall asleep while he was idle. He was bored and simply took out a book from his bag. When the train stopped at Shijiazhuang Station, there happened to be a bookstall outside the station, and he picked it.
He bought a copy of "Wu Sun Tzu's Art of War" published by Zhonghua Book Company. He never had time to read it after buying it. Now that he had some free time, he started to study it carefully by the dim kerosene light in the carriage.
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A large group of cars was speeding on the streets of Beijing. A large number of military police were on guard at three and five steps along the way. The common people stood on tiptoes and watched, asking from time to time to the left and right: "Who is this?"
The big shot is coming to Beijing!"
At the feet of the emperor for hundreds of years, the people of Beijing were extremely sensitive to news. At that time, some people hesitated and said: "Could it be that Marshal Zhang Zuolin, the patrol envoy from the three eastern provinces, has arrived."
Everyone was surprised when they heard this and asked him how he knew it.
At this time, Hou said with great dignity: "Who are we? My second uncle's neighbor's boy is working in the Army Department. I don't know what news he has."
Everyone suddenly understood and cast admiring looks at him, making this man feel even more proud.
In the car, Zhang Zuolin pursed his lips and looked at the street scenes around Zhengyangmen, but his thoughts returned to the conversation he had just had with Xu Shuzheng.
When he left the station just now, Xu Shuzheng asked him about his attitude towards the situation, but he prevaricated him. Although Xu Shuzheng did not show any displeasure, he said in a subtle way: "In the past, Marshal Yu unified the Northeast and expelled Jilin Governor Meng Enyuan. It was the supervision in Beijing.
You are a strong supporter, but you must not forget the kindness of the supervisor."
Zhang Zuolin laughed when he heard this and said: "Brother Zheng, how can I, Lao Zhang, be an ungrateful person? You know that I have always obeyed the attitude of supervision."
After hearing Zhang Zuolin's answer, Xu Shuzheng was satisfied.
"Father, the headquarters has not been repaired for a long time and needs to be cleaned before you can move in. Why don't you go to the Liuguo Hotel to stay tonight."
Zhang Xueliang's question interrupted Zhang Zuolin's thoughts. He thought for a while and said: "Let's clean up first. Don't go back in a hurry. Let's go see President Xu. The gifts brought from Fengtian are all ready."
Zhang Xueliang asked the driver to change the route and replied: "Everything is ready according to your instructions."
Zhang Zuolin said: "Xiao Liuzi, you have to keep your eyes peeled when you come to Beijing. You have a lot of experience. You saw Xiao Xu just now. He is the think tank of Lao Duan. The ups and downs of Lao Duan all depend on his central planning. You can't
Underestimating him. Otherwise, Zhili would not point all the fingers at him."
Zhang Xueliang seemed to understand: "Then which side do you support?"
Zhang Zuolin naturally had nothing to hide from his son, saying: "Today, the Anhui clique is the strongest in the country, followed by the Zhili clique, and our Feng clique is at the bottom. If we support the Anhui clique, then the Zhili clique will undoubtedly lose. However, after the Anhui clique wins, the Anhui clique will be eliminated next."
It’s us, as the old saying goes…”
Zhang Xueliang said: "My lips are cold and my teeth are dead."
"Yes! It means that the lips are cold and the teeth are dead."
Zhang Zuolin slapped his thigh and said, "It's damn good if you are educated. I, Lao Zhang, just suffer the disadvantage of being uneducated. If we were also talented, we would have become famous long ago."
Zhang Xueliang said with a smile: "You are now the patrol envoy of the three eastern provinces. This is not considered a meteoric rise."
Zhang Zuolin puffed his beard and glared: "Promise! No matter how big the three eastern provinces are, they are just small areas. There are dozens of provinces in the Republic of China, and I only occupy three provinces. It's too unsatisfactory. If we, father and son, join forces, we can't do it in the future."
The head of state is worthy of being a man of great majesty and dignity, and he is proud of his ancestors."
This was the first time Zhang Xueliang heard his father talk about his ambitions, and he couldn't help but say with excitement: "My son should follow him."
Zhang Zuolin laughed heartily and said: "Okay, okay."
The father and son joked for a while, then continued the previous topic: "One of the reasons is the loss of lips and teeth, and the other reason is that the Anhui clique is unpopular. Xiao Xu acted too domineeringly, leaving no room for room, and broke the rules of Beiyang. Lu Jianzhang
He is a veteran of Beiyang. He will kill him when he says so. The governors of all provinces are in danger. Lao Duan is stubborn. Not only does he not punish him severely, but he protects his fault and blames Xiao Xu for his mistakes. The governors of each province have long been dissatisfied. We cannot follow Anhui.
The clique offends people. However, if you don’t support the Anhui clique, you may not necessarily support the Zhili clique. In the long run, whether it is the Anhui clique or the Zhili clique, we and the Feng clique cannot piss in the same pot, and sooner or later they will start fighting. So.
The best result is that through my coordination, the two parties should not fight. I, Lao Zhang, can play both sides to get some benefits and gain some reputation. Our Fengxian is still too weak at the moment and needs to recharge its batteries."
Zhang Xueliang was not too optimistic. He saw the crux of the problem and said calmly: "I think it is difficult to reconcile the conflicts between Zhi and Anhui. Father, are you sure?"
Zhang Zuolin smiled and said: "Lao Duan and Cao Kun still have to give me some face."
While talking, the motorcade drove from Xinhua Gate into Zhongnanhai and turned to the northwest. After walking for about two or three minutes, it arrived at the Presidential Palace, where a large group of people were waiting at the door.
When the car stopped, Zhang Xueliang jumped out of the car first, walked around the car and opened the door for Zhang Zuolin. Zhang Zuolin got out of the car, and greeted the people waiting with a smile. Several of the presidential palace attendants were old acquaintances from Fengtian, and everyone exchanged greetings.
Then, Zhang Zuolin was welcomed into the Presidential Palace.
"Yushuai, the President was very happy when he heard that you were coming. He sent us to the station early to inquire about the news. He said that when Yu Ting comes to Beijing, he will definitely be the first person to see me. He was right."
Hou Hsiao-hsien, the aide-de-camp of the Presidential Palace, and Zhang Zuolin are old acquaintances. In the past, when Zhang Zuolin was still in charge of the former Qing Dynasty, Hou Hsiao-hsien was the aide-de-camp of the Northeast Governor-General's Mansion. The two of them had dealt with each other more than once. The year before last, when Zhang Zuolin and Jilin Governor Meng Enyuan fought against each other,
It was he who, under the orders of President Xu, communicated between Fengtian and Beijing. Facing this old friend, Zhang Zuolin showed no airs of being a commander-in-chief and said with a smile: "President I am worried about you. Brother Zhizeng, last time we met
It’s been two years since I left, I’m fine.”
"TOEFL, TOEFL!"
Hou Hsiao-hsien cupped his hands and said, "Please come inside, Marshal Yu. The President is waiting in Huairen Hall."
(Hou Xiaoxian, courtesy name Zhizeng. A native of Weihui, Henan, and a native of the former Qing Dynasty.)
