The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Such a ruthless move would definitely make him more useful in the eyes of Mr. Feng——

Moreover, once Zhang Hanqing fell into Zhang Jinghui's hands, it would be tantamount to submitting his allegiance to the capital.

"Hard enough!"

Jiang Cheng clenched his fists slightly, looked around, and then lowered his voice and said, "Maochen, before we alert the enemy, you and Wu Zi should quickly take Han Qing and Feng Yong out of the city!"

"My escort brigade is stationed near Jinjia Village. It's led by Li Shitou himself. I..."

Guo Maochen grabbed his left shoulder and immediately stopped him from continuing.

Jiang Cheng was startled: This Guo Guizi had always had a stern face, but now when he heard him say that he would take Zhang Hanqing away first, his face immediately changed:

"You want to be a hero by yourself? I'm telling you, don't even think about it!"

"Think carefully, why did the commander-in-chief let Han Qing accompany you to attend the mediation in Jinzhou? Isn't it to let him serve as the 'imperial envoy'? On the one hand, it is to let Zhang Jinghui understand his determination to appoint you."

"Besides, with him here, won't it be possible to guarantee your kid's safety to the greatest extent?"

Looking back at his slightly anxious expression, Jiang Cheng smiled calmly, then said seriously: "I know this very well, so I will never let Han Qing take risks with me."

"If we all run away now, Zhang Jinghui will definitely be desperate. Why don't you take them away first?"

Without even waiting for Jiang Cheng to finish his words, Guo Maochen let go of his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the main hall where singing and dancing were still going on with anger.

You wouldn't think of this as a falling out with Zhang Jinghui, right?
Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly jumped, and he quickly called Ye Hai to chase after him.

At this time, the joy at the scene had reached its peak. Zhang Hanqing was drunk and leaned on the sofa.

Yu Fengzhi, with a helpless look on her face, held a hot towel in her hand to wipe his face: several servants from the Zhang residence were cleaning up the mess around them, it was obvious that he had vomited after drinking.

This damn playboy is drinking and having fun here to the point of passing out!
Jiang Cheng felt like cursing with his scalp tingling: Damn it, I wanted to ask Guizi Guo to take him and Feng Yong out of the city as soon as possible, but now he's drunk and bewildered, how the hell are they going to leave?
As if noticing Jiang Cheng's face turning pale and blue, Guo Maochen stopped laughing and turned his slightly helpless and somewhat contemptuous gaze towards him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Jiang Cheng was so angry that he laughed, "What are you all doing standing here? Help Master Zhang upstairs to rest!"

This is really a case of the father being a hero but the son being a bastard. The Marshal's reputation in his lifetime was ruined by the entire Northeast in the next ten years.

"Feilan, I, I also tried my best!"

At this time, Feng Yong came over with his wife Jiang, his face full of helplessness, "I have advised him again and again to drink less in this situation, but he won't listen."

Forget it...

Turning his slightly wary eyes to the meaningful Zhang Jinghui on the other side, Jiang Cheng could only comfort himself: He was just pretending to be weak to paralyze Master Zhang Wu.

"Master Wu, I am sorry to have embarrassed you!"

After all, she was the Marshal's daughter-in-law, so Yu Fengzhi showed considerable grace. She stepped forward and bent her knees with Zhang Jinghui, showing a somewhat forced smile, "We set out from Fengtian, and we were stuck at the train station for several days... Besides, Hanqing was really happy to see you, so he had a few cups." Her words were flawless, not only taking care of the face of both parties, but also complimenting Zhang Jinghui, making him respond with a smile: "Fengzhi, don't say that! As an elder, I am welcoming you to let you eat and drink well..."

"Hanqing, that's right, that's right! It's Feilan and Maochen, they really don't give me face——"

"As soon as the event started, the person disappeared... What? Do you think my welcoming banquet is too shabby? Can't compare to the grandeur of your Jilin Prefecture..."

These words were a bit heart-warming. Jiang Cheng glanced at Zhang Jinghui and did not answer directly. Instead, he told him that Han Qing was drunk, so the welcoming banquet should end here.

We should all take a shower, change clothes, rest early and meet Duan Zhigui as soon as possible to discuss our serious business.

After he said this, he had actually stopped talking; but Guo Maochen was determined not to give Zhang face, and immediately said venomously: "That's what I said!"

"Feilan is the military governor of Jilin Prefecture. He is usually busy with official duties - coal mines, forest farms, and now there is also an external port. He really has no time to drink and have fun here."

Jiang Cheng covered his face and said: Guo Guizi, is it necessary for you to say this?

However, before he could express his opinion, Zhang Jinghui restrained his expression and said, "Yes, not only Feilan Hanqing, but everyone is a busy man."

"Well, we've provided food, drinks, and hospitality, and it really did cause trouble... But since you're all tired, why don't you all go upstairs and rest? The bedrooms are ready for you."

Zhang Hanqing was drunk at the moment. Besides, the escort brigade that followed him was neither far nor near...

But it was outside Jinzhou City. If something really happened here, Li Shitou would not have time to come.

Including the guards of Jiang Cheng and others, there were only about a hundred people who entered the city. If a real fight broke out, it would be difficult for them to escape unscathed with their female relatives.

It takes strength and confidence to overturn the table. Now they have nothing. If they follow the sneaky Zhang Jinghui to overturn the table, the outcome can be imagined.

Jiang Cheng said goodbye with a smile and took a few people upstairs. He asked Ye Hai and the others to settle the female relatives, and he went straight to Zhang Hanqing's room.

This kid is really not pretending, he just drank too much and passed out - now his red face is slanted on the pillow, and he is mumbling something.

"Your father asked you to come with me to negotiate, you are..."

If it weren't for the Marshal's sake, Jiang Cheng really wanted to slap him a few times;
Wu Dongyun on the side also looked helpless: "Master Jiang, you don't have to be so angry - our young master is just like this, you will get used to it once you get used to it!"

I can't get used to it. I'm not his father, so I don't care about his problem.

"Why, you mean, he was like this when he was fighting bandits in Jiamusi... Tsk, no wonder my eldest sister was so angry that she didn't even want to go home!"

When he said this angrily, Wu Dongyun's expression of helplessness and embarrassment became even more serious. But before he could say anything, a voice came from the bathroom at the end of the room:

"Feilan, stop standing up for me! This matter is not entirely Hanqing's fault..."

Oh my god, the walls really have ears, his wife is actually in the room?
Jiang Cheng, who had fought and killed on the battlefield in the past, was always calm and composed, but when he heard Yu Fengzhi's voice sounded a little weak, he turned his head and saw this quiet and elegant woman shaking a towel, walking towards him with a smile on her face after leaving the door. (End of this chapter)