The woman holding a greedy reading romance novel in her hand is completely different from her usual smart and capable image, so Ding Jing complained: "I finally came back once, why don't I go out for a walk!"

Ding Ning shook his charming eyelashes and whispered: "I finally got the chance to read the book, how could I not read it!"

Ding Jing still had that kind of angelic face. She shaved Ding Ning's nose angrily and said, "You can't read such books, sister! I think you're going to talk about marriage!"

Ding Ning said lightly: "Isn't it very good now? I am born to be a soldier on the horse!"

Before she knew it, she had infinite confidence in her words. Ding Jing grimaced and stuck out her tongue playfully, without the majesty he usually was above her superiority. Then she said, "I still want to live freely. Sister, you are different. If you don't get married, no one will want it... Besides, Sister, you haven't made any peach blossom news!"

As he said that, Ding Jingping lay on the bed and said casually: "We Shandong are not short of good men. From Liu Jingxiao to Sima Kan, who is not a good man? Do you want me to help you plan for your sister?"

Ding Ning said coldly: "No need! I don't think I don't have this intention!"

Ding Ning looked at the set of horse harness in the middle of the living room, and thought silently in his heart: "No matter when, I will always be... loyal to you!"

"Sister! Sister! Say it!" Ding Jing shook Ding Ning's body vigorously. Ding Ning shook the book on his hand on the bed, grabbed Ding Jing's hands and scolded, "Damn girl, she was trying to get married, but now she doesn't want to be a man!"

"Let's spend two years free first!" Ding Jing said again: "Does my sister still remember that?"

Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the cavalry general uniform, and recalled his heroic posture on the horse: "My target is a good cavalry officer!"

"Madam, young master! This is today's newspaper!" The dignified and beautiful lady was in a good mood. While drinking coffee from the West, she flipped through the newspaper she brought. Her husband next to her also dressed up carefully, with the rare heroic spirit of ordinary times.

But when the newspaper turned to the second page, the lady's eyes suddenly dimmed, and then she sat down and drank back to the coffee slowly. Her husband took the newspaper and looked at it, and his face looked very bad, and said, "The newspapers are getting worse and worse now!"

"Why do I feel that the news is getting more and more free now... Master Zhou, you are attacking the cabinet and attacking the rule!"

The person who spoke was Guan Shanhe, the commander-in-chief of the First Republic Army, was wearing a coarse cloth dress with seven or eight patches, sitting carelessly on the sofa with barefoot feet, which was completely inconsistent with the Cape-style luxury living room.

Hearing this, the lady began to cheer for her husband: "Why did I hear that several newspapers have been sealed during this period?"

On the other side, Zhang Buyun smiled and said, "It's not a seal. Brother Guan is asking them to wake up and wake up. Don't maliciously attack the ruling government and the government to attack Brother Guan!"

The meaning in his words was also very obvious. Now Guanshanhe has many royal newspapers repeatedly scolded Zhang Buyun, and some even publicly claimed that if Zhang Buyun died, he could "get rid of this great harm for China and get rid of a strong enemy for the Republic!" How could he be happy? Guan Shanhe naturally heard the meaning of this and said with a smile: "How dare I seize it? I can continue to publish it after just one month of closure..."

Mediation is false, grabbing territory is real, I can't afford to provoke the Fengtian army's momentum. I'm going south to bully Yue Zhonglin, I must have a territory stretching out.

Zhang Buyun left unexpectedly with satisfaction, while Guan Shanhe left with a very ugly expression.

Someone next to him said, "Fortunately, there was no fight this time! But Guan Shanhe lost Baoda, and we were also damaged!"

It was not only the Republican Army of Guanshanhe who collected rent and taxes on Baoda territory, but also the Republican Army of the old Imperial Guards who were reorganized. Zhou Dashou cursed indignantly: "Damn Liu Jingxiao!"

When he heard this, the wife's face became even more ugly. She turned around and went back to her room to rest. Seeing that her wife had left, Master Zhou dared to say bluntly: "If it weren't for Liu Jingxiao occupying the territory of the six southeastern provinces, why would we and the Fengtian army have to reach the point of killing each other? What a huge territory is there in the southeastern region! For the Fengtian army's three provinces, our National Army will leave three provinces themselves, so why should we fight so hard!"

After pausing for a while, Zhou Dashou said again: "That shot was accurate back then! Why didn't he behead him to death!"

That night, a good show was staged in Beijing. The generals of the Republican Army were unwilling to give up the protection of the government and insisted on detaining Zhang Buyun and burning them. Guan Shanhe had agreed at the beginning, but after five minutes, he shook his head and said, "No! We finally won this situation!"

General Zhang Tingmo said loudly: "Let the Beijing-Feng Railway Bureau detain Zhang Buyun's special train. Zhang Buyun is in our hands, everything is easy to say..."

Guan Shanhe shouted: "No! No!"

Zhang Tingmo said angrily: "Why can't it be! Commander-in-Chief, you didn't blink when you buried Guo Ermazi and those surrendered generals alive!"

Burying a sick cat alive is completely different from trapping a tiger. Guan Shanhe's determination is changeable and he never refuses to sign the order written by Zhang Tingmo himself. Zhang Tingmo grabbed his hand and insisted on signing it, but the two of them played hide-and-seek all night.

By dawn, Zhang Buyun's special train had already left Beijing.

However, it was a good show to receive the territory. Before Guanshanhe moved the defense, it was preferential treatment for friendly troops. When Fengshanhe was in charge, they were so grateful that they didn't even dare to sit down. It was Guanshanhe who pulled away all the stools and tables in the county government. As for the warehouses and furniture, they were plundered more thoroughly, either selling them for money or taking them away.

According to the Feng army, "There is not even a hair left!" Of course, there is something left. Before Guanshanhe moved to defend, he raised a large amount of debts to the officials and the civilians in the name of the Feng army, and owed the official staff a month's salary, and all of them were left for the Feng army.

Even so, the Fengtian army's connection and defense were still very unhappy. Although the two sides' envoys kept going, the Republican Army General asked about the problems in procedures. Generally speaking, they received a village and had 600 official seals from the Republican Army. It took half a month to accept two small towns and twenty or thirty villages.

The situation in Henan has reached the most dangerous level, and Chen Yunjie has taken this opportunity to resurrect.

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