Tu Qianjun suddenly felt that the novels he had read described people of this era as idiots, impatient and bastard-like, and then the heroes bowed down and worshiped them. It was all nonsense!

Living in troubled times, who can survive in this world who is not a human spirit?! You can worship them if you want?! You can only think about it! Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, conspiracies and intrigues, those who survive in this world

That one is easy?!

Why don't you just bow down to me?! It's your share of the trouble!

My father, who had not read a few books for a few days, could tell with just a few clues that the Japanese were going to attack Zhang Zuolin, let alone those old guys who almost lived in battles all day long!

"Dad, what should I do?!" Tu Qianjun suddenly felt that his brain was not strong enough. Although he had decades more knowledge, he was still a novice when it came to political struggles!

"A beard is a beard after all..." Tu Sanpao suddenly said such an irrelevant statement, but Tu Qianjun understood.

After all, a beard is a beard, and you can only survive if you get a license!

When Zhang Zuolin started his career, didn't he just get involved with the government by getting a brand? Otherwise, no matter how hard a militia group works, it will just be a small fish and shrimp, and it will not be able to get on the stage.

At this time, Tu Qianjun suddenly understood what his cheap dad was thinking!

It's very simple. My father has long had the idea of ​​continuing to follow Zhang Zuolin, but he just didn't show it. His going to Fengtian was just a double act between the two of them.

Zhang Zuolin probably sensed what his old brother was thinking, so he sent his most prestigious assistant commander Zhang Zuoxiang to look for him.

The two parties actually hit it off, and he was just an excuse and a bridge. My father said: After all, a beard is a beard. In fact, it is to let yourself hug the other person's thigh tightly and live an honest life.

Whose thigh are you holding tight?! My father, who has been Zhang Zuolin’s bodyguard for almost ten years, has made it very clear: Xiao Liuzi! Zhang Xueliang!

With the relationship between his father and Zhang Zuolin, and the relationship with Zhang Xueliang that he clings to, he can at least guarantee his wealth for two generations! This is actually the true plan of this bandit father!

The father and son were indifferent and speechless. After a while, Tu Qianjun went back to his room to rest. Tu Sanpao said nothing more and quietly watched his son leave. He knew that his son knew what he should do.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zuoxiang and Tu Qianjun met at the foot of the mountain to escort one of his battalions and set off back to Fengtian.

In Beijing, Zhang Zuolin was sitting on a chair and discussing with his subordinate Zhang Xueliang the ongoing Zhili-Fengtian war. At this time, the adjutant suddenly knocked on the door and entered, reporting the telegram sent by Zhang Zuoxiang.

Zhang Zuolin looked at Zhang Zuoxiang's telegram and smiled: "Xiao Liuzi, your uncle Tu will be back soon."

"Uncle Tu?!" Zhang Xueliang frowned, and after thinking for a while, he remembered those bearded uncles who always hugged him when he was young and liked to stab people with their beards.

"Father, Uncle Tu has been gone for almost ten years..." Zhang Xueliang hesitated to tell his father clearly that this era is no longer the era where loyalty, manpower and gunpowder guns can conquer the world.

Uncle Tu, who had been away from the battlefield for almost ten years, no matter how powerful he was back then, he probably wouldn't be able to keep up with the current war after being away from the battlefield for ten years.

"You don't understand!" Zhang Zuolin raised his eyebrows. He still admired Liu Zi's military training, but he was just too self-righteous. Zhang Zuolin knew very clearly what his brother was capable of.

Back then, Tu Sanpao, who was able to defeat the Japanese soldiers holding single-sleeved weapons with just a gunpowder gun, was no ordinary figure. During the Russo-Japanese War, I just watched this old brother fight so hard.

of.

Which Japanese or Russians were not killed by him like this?! Otherwise, why would Zhang Zuolin be furious after Tu Sanpao left, because he knew Tu Sanpao's abilities too well!

Even Sun Liechen, the most capable of fighting among the old brothers, had to admit that Tu Sanpao, who couldn't even read his words, had a war instinct that no one else had.

He seemed to be able to use the weapon very easily just by touching it. Even if it was his first time touching that weapon, he was as skilled as someone who had used it all his life.

No matter what kind of battle, he can judge the general shape of the entire battlefield as soon as he goes up. When to defend, defense methods in different areas, switching of offensive and defensive awareness, and organizing counterattacks. Although Tu Sanpao has never learned any of these,

His judgment is frighteningly accurate!

There is no need for all kinds of complicated analysis. This kind of innate knowledge cannot be learned from books. It is the intuition of war.

It is precisely because of this that Sun Liechen willingly married his own girl to Tu Sanpao, a man whom he did not know.

Zhang Zuolin knew very well that he had actually offended the Japanese by rejecting the condition that the Japanese enjoy the same rights as the Chinese in the three eastern provinces and eastern Mongolia, enjoying the rights to live and do business freely, and transferring the administrative power of the Jiandao area to the Japanese.

Japanese.

It was only because of the small number of the Kwantung Army in the Northeast and the fact that his current power was not small that he did not fall out with him directly, but it would be a matter of time. That's why Zhang Zuolin was so anxious to let Zhang Zuoxiang get Tu Sanpao back.

Come.

Zhang Zuolin knew very well that this was the time when he needed Tu Sanpao the most. Japan didn't know when it would take action. Whether it was to assassinate him or directly start a war, Tu Sanpao would play an immeasurable role.

If a war breaks out, Tu Sanpao's sense of war is what he needs. If it's an assassination, Tu Sanpao's ability to protect him won't be a problem. Even if he succeeds, Tu Sanpao's temperament will support Zhang Xueliang to take over.

When Zhang Zuolin first worshiped Zhaojiamiao, what Zhang Zuolin valued most was Tu Sanpao. Later, Tu Sanpao did not disappoint Zhang Zuolin. Whether it was protecting himself or leading troops into battle, he never let him down.

Although the Kuanchengzi incident caused Tu Sanpao to fall out with him, which made Zhang Zuolin quite upset. But Zhang Zuolin never regretted it. Without the Kuanchengzi incident, he would not have become the king of Northeast China.

Zhang Zuolin, who had been fighting for most of his life, was accustomed to taking precautions. He knew Tu Sanpao, who had been with him for more than ten years, and this tiger was just angry with him.

It had been almost ten years, and the tiger's anger should have dissipated. For the sake of his son, it was time for him to come back. That's why Zhang Zuolin sent Zhang Zuoxiang, who was sworn together at the time, to find Tu Sanpao.

Originally, the most suitable person to go was Sun Liechen. But unfortunately, this right-hand man who was good at conquering and fighting died young. In desperation, Zhang Zuolin had to ask Zhang Zuoxiang, the most prestigious among his old brothers, to mediate peace talks.

"Liuzi, your uncle Tu's son will come to Beijing in a few days. Then you can take him around for a while." Zhang Zuolin thought for a while and then said to Zhang Xueliang, "It doesn't matter what you do, the most important thing is

Just let him follow you closely."

Zhang Xueliang frowned. In fact, Zhang Xueliang did not like the veterans with banditry background around Zhang Zuolin. He preferred those knowledgeable soldiers who had passed formal education.

"Father..." Zhang Xueliang was somewhat dissatisfied with his father's decision. He had been gone for almost ten years, and even if there was any influence before, it had long since dissipated.

"Take him to the military academy and train him more." Zhang Zuolin didn't know what his son was thinking. Didn't he just look down on Tu Sanpao's son's background?! You have to know that your father also grew up with a beard!!

"It doesn't matter how you practice or what you do." Zhang Zuolin interrupted his son, "But you must let your uncle Tu's son follow you! Let him obey you!"
Chapter completed!