Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Zhang Shaozeng. Zhang Shaozeng slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Shuai Yu has already made it clear. He does not agree with the formation of the cabinet. But now that everyone has such a unified opinion, he also
It’s hard to say anything else. Just let everyone decide what to do. If there is a suitable candidate, Yu Shuai will not object."
Zhang Shaozeng went around in a big circle, but still did not express his position. Cao Kun and Zhang Zuolin both looked ugly. Logically speaking, Wu Peifu, as a member of the direct line, should support Cao Kun's decision.
However, after the Zhili-Anhui War, Wu Peifu became more and more powerful and gradually became one of the leaders of the Zhili clique, and he already had the intention of not taking Cao Kun seriously.
Such an important meeting at the moment was dismissed by just sending someone here. Everyone had complaints in their hearts, but no one dared to speak out.
Zhang Shaozeng's ambiguous speech made people even more confused. Whose side is Wu Peifu on?
So as soon as Zhang Shaozeng finished speaking, everyone started shouting again, but Jin Yunpeng was the only one who sighed alone.
The position of Prime Minister is like a furnace, whoever is put on it will be roasted by the fire, but Zhang Zuolin tried his best to put him on the furnace.
Seeing that everyone was getting louder and louder, and even more planning to take action, Zhang Zuolin coughed heavily at the side, and everyone suddenly became quiet and looked at Zhang Zuolin.
"Everyone, it's not a big deal if we continue to argue like this." Zhang Zuolin glanced at Zhang Shaozeng, who was pretending to be dead next to him, and continued: "It's still early, so why not, let's take a rest and discuss it later."
Everyone looked at each other and saw that the meeting had stopped before half an hour. Those who originally wanted to object saw Zhang Zuolin stand up and walk out. Cao Kun followed closely and walked out. Even Zhang Shaozeng stopped.
Pretending to be dead, he got up and walked out.
Several big guys left, and all the supporting staff had no choice but to stand up and walk out of the conference room.
Zhang Zuolin walked into the backyard, and Zhang Xueliang walked up to him, holding a newspaper in his hand and looking very ugly.
"Father, Jang Inkyu failed!"
Zhang Zuolin took the newspaper calmly and took a look at the contents. There were only two things that caught his attention.
The first thing was that Zhang Renkui's goods at the Shanghai dock were burned, and they were all antiques shipped to Japan. The second thing was that Dong Biwu wrote an article with fierce words, criticizing Zhang Renkui's traitorous behavior and Han Baihang's slander.
the process of.
"Father, what should we do now?" Zhang Xueliang asked anxiously.
"Why are you panicking? The sky is not falling." Zhang Zuolin calmly walked to the couch and sat down, throwing the newspaper aside.
Zhang Xueliang was in a state of panic. He paced uneasily and said harshly: "I asked Zhang Renkui to kill that boy Han Baihang a long time ago, but he refused to listen. Now it's better. The trap that I worked so hard to set up, now
Destroyed!"
Zhang Zuolin lay on the recliner and puffed out smoke and said: "The situation is already like this. Even if Han Baihang and Wu Peifu have been cleared, the formation of the cabinet has become a foregone conclusion. It doesn't matter whether Zhang Renkui lives or dies, as long as Jin Yunpeng can be
Just sit in the position of Prime Minister."
"In this case, we have no way to restrain Wu Peifu. If he and Cao Kun unite, it will be so easy to get the position of prime minister!" Zhang Xueliang is young and energetic, and does not understand at all that his father, at a time like this,
Why can I still be so calm? I feel very angry.
"Wu Peifu? Huh!" Zhang Zuolin snorted: "Do you think he and Cao Kun have the same heart? When have you ever seen two tigers together at the same time?"
When Zhang Xueliang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, "You mean, Wu Peifu will not support Cao Kun?"
Zhang Zuolin blew out a stream of thick smoke from his mouth and said: "Wu Xiucai has far-reaching plans. He will not compete with Cao Kun for the leadership of the central government, and he will not let Cao Kun's family dominate. So you can rest assured, Wu
The scholar is definitely on our side!"
Seeing his father's confident expression on his face, Zhang Xueliang was convinced and felt relieved.
On the other side of the Cao family garden, Cao Kun begged Wang Shizhen: "Old sir, the country is about to collapse, can't you think about the people of the world? Who else can be qualified for the position of prime minister except you?
"
Wang Shizhen shook her head and said: "I am getting old, and I can no longer do some things. You don't need to persuade me anymore. I just want to spend my old age in peace, and I don't want to touch other things anymore."
Cao Kun was anxious and was about to speak again when Wang Shizhen interrupted: "Okay, that's it. I'll leave first, and you can take care of the rest."
After Wang Shizhen said that, he left without looking back. Cao Kun looked at Wang Shizhen's leaving figure and was furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Call Zhang Shaozeng over here!"
After a while, Zhang Shaozeng walked in. Cao Kun's face softened and he said with a smile: "Jingyu, the Prime Minister is of great importance. There are no outsiders now. I want to hear your opinion. If you have anything to say, feel free to say it.
."
Zhang Shaozeng said with a smile: "What I want to say has been made very clear at the meeting just now. Commander, you don't need to ask anymore. As long as the candidate is suitable, I support it with both hands."
Who is the right candidate? No matter how hard Cao Kun pressed him, Zhang Shaozeng remained tight-lipped and refused to reveal anything. He neither explicitly expressed support for Cao Kun nor said he was against him.
Cao Kun was very unhappy when he couldn't get the answer he wanted. He wished he could kill him with one shot, but in the end he could only suppress the fire in his heart.
After a short break, the meeting resumed. Representatives from each province had already sat on their seats early, but Zhang Zuolin and the other three were late.
As soon as Zhang Shaozeng sat down, Zhang Zuolin took a look secretly, with a smile on his lips, and turned to face the crowd and said, "What everyone is discussing now is just who should be the Prime Minister, and who should sit there. In that case..."
Before he finished speaking, a man suddenly burst in from outside the door. He bowed his hands to everyone and apologized: "I'm sorry to bother me. I am the president's special correspondent. I came here specifically to deliver a message from the president."
Everyone was stunned for a moment. Is there anything that cannot be said in the telegram, so why do we have to send someone to deliver the message orally?
Under the gaze of everyone, the commissioner panicked and said in a dry voice: "The president said, 'If Yi Qing is willing to serve as prime minister, it is really the great luck of the country, and it couldn't be better.' The president also has a souvenir letter.
To you."
As he spoke, the special correspondent sweated all over and handed a letter to Jin Yunpeng. Cao Kun's eyes were red, as if he wanted to swallow him up in one gulp.
