The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

But if he doesn't do this, what else can he do?

It's not like he didn't see Zhang Hanqing's sharp gaze just now. He must be holding a grudge against him: he left the drunken him to Duan Zhigui... and even wanted to kill him with a borrowed knife.

Jiang Cheng lowered his brows and thought to himself: Even if this kid couldn't possibly think of me having such thoughts, but leaving him to Duan Zhigui while he was drunk would be enough to make him unhappy.

If that Guo Maochen instigates something again...

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't sleep anymore. He slowly pulled his arm out from under Zhang Tingxue's shoulder blade, turned around and grabbed a shirt from the bedside table.

"Hey Feilan, where are you going so late at night?"

Sensing Jiang Cheng's movements, Zhang Tingxue supported herself with her arms and sat up.

"You go to sleep first. I have something to do with Han Qing."

As Jiang Cheng put on his clothes and pants, he said softly, "Before we return to Fengtian, there are some things we must make clear."

It's better to make some things clear between each other. Jiang Cheng is really a little afraid that this guy will be provoked by Guo Maochen and talk nonsense in front of handsome man;
No matter how much the old fox favors himself, he will definitely favor his own son.

I went out and ran straight to his room. Wu Dongyun, who was guarding the door, was dozing off on a chair with his head propped up. Hearing the noise in the corridor, he opened his eyes and looked over.

Seeing that it was Jiang Cheng, Wu Dongyun breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and said, "Master Jiang, is there anything you need to come here this evening?"

Seeing how exhausted he looked, Jiang Cheng thought to himself: That's right, this personal adjutant and bodyguard is so tired, Zhang Hanqing must have taken a rest as well.

I'd better wait until the way back to Fengtian to trick him. After all, he has cleared out another disobedient kid who was secretly dealing with the Japanese. He can still make this matter...

But just as he thought of this, a suppressed sob suddenly came from Zhang Hanqing's room.

Yu Fengzhi had been doing business in Jilin Prefecture for more than half a year, and Jiang Cheng was extremely familiar with her voice.

Sister, have you been wronged again?

Jiang Cheng's eyebrows jumped immediately, and he subconsciously wanted to rush to the door;
But he stopped immediately.

Why would I rush into that couple’s room?
Besides...

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized something unpleasant.

Zhang Hanqing was rude to my eldest sister twice in a row, and it was most likely related to me.

Yes, in their generation, especially those who graduated from the Military Academy, they must be the top talents;
As for Zhang Hanqing, his greatest glory so far is still that he is the son of the Marshal's family;

Forget about becoming a high-ranking official. Compared with the military exploits that Jiang Cheng had accumulated along the way, from the 4000 million worth of equipment in Qinhuangdao to the later expulsion of the Japanese troops from Hunchun, Zhang Hanqing's only military exploits so far were the suppression of bandits in Jiamusi.

It's fine if he's jealous of Jiang Cheng, but maybe he's also jealous of his wife...

His wife was very capable and made a lot of money for their family. Everyone in the mansion praised Yu Fengzhi for being sensible, generous and capable.

While Jiang Cheng stilled his body, he couldn't help but sneer twice: If it were any other man, he would probably be very happy, but who is Zhang Hanqing?

Not to mention now, even in his later life, he has never stepped out of Zhang Yuting's shadow. How can he tolerate that his good brother who grew up with him is better than him? His wife is better than him?
Looking at Wu Dongyun's expression which seemed to be accustomed to it, Jiang Cheng remembered what Zhang Tingxue said about the couple.

"See Han Qing tomorrow and tell him I have something to talk to him about."

Jiang Cheng turned around and said, "Go to bed early. I'll ask Shitou and the other two people from the next row to replace you."

Wu Dongyun looked at him gratefully: after going through such a big thing, one could imagine how tired he was. Now that someone offered to take his place for a while, he was naturally delighted.

"When Duan Zhigui deceived Han Qing, weren't you there?"

Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of a detail, "Logically speaking, you are his personal bodyguard, how could you let Duan Zhigui trick him away?" Wu Dongyun smiled helplessly, and then said that when Zhang Jinghui's confidant took the women out of the city, Zhang Hanqing pointed a gun at his head and ordered him to follow and ensure the women's safety.

"Surprisingly quite graceful."

Jiang Cheng said this indifferently, but didn't want to say anything more.

At this moment, he just wants to be alone and quiet.

He took out a cigarette, lit it and went downstairs. The whole building was dead silent.

The lights were turned down to a very dim level, and the bright moonlight shone in through the painted glass windows, scattering a hazy and dreamy light.

The hall had been completely cleaned and the guards had carefully lit incense. Jiang Cheng was just about to sit on the sofa for a while when he was surprised to see that someone had already got there first.

Miss Duan?

Jiang Cheng was stunned and subconsciously turned around to leave, but was shocked to find that she seemed to be crying.

He must still be resentful of his father for abandoning him...but Jiang Cheng soon realized that this was not the case.

Duan Zhigui was actually there too, but because he was lying on the couch, the backrest just happened to block Jiang Cheng's view:

Seeing his daughter crying, Duan Zhigui couldn't help but curse - listening to their conversation between father and daughter, it seemed to be revolving around marriage, alliance, and something like "Dad raised you to this age, you have to do something for the Duan family, share their worries and solve their problems."

isn't it...

I have just killed Zhang Jinghui, and now who are you planning to marry our daughter to?

From what he heard, it seemed as if he was planning to give her to Zhang Hanqing.

The meaning is quite clear. If you marry Zhang Hanqing as a concubine, your father will be safe when he ascends to the throne in the future, and our Duan family will be able to gain a firm foothold in Jilin and so on.

The thief is still determined to take over my Jilin.

After quickly rolling his eyes twice, Jiang Cheng pretended to cough violently, immediately attracting the attention of the father and daughter.

When Duan Zhigui saw it was him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he jumped up from the sofa... At this time, the entire Zhang Mansion was quiet due to the guards, and everyone was safe. The old man was extremely relaxed, and even took off his shoes and lay there comfortably.

He was so frightened that he stood still barefoot.

"Haha, father and daughter, are you reminiscing about the past here?"

Jiang Cheng smiled widely, flicking the ash from his cigarette as he walked forward, "What were you talking about? You actually made Miss Duan cry?"

Duan Xinyu quickly turned away and wiped his face with a handkerchief. He was trying to force a smile, but his father smiled apologetically: "Hehe, Chief Jiang, I didn't say anything--"

"Yes, she left her hometown and missed her sister and aunts."

Jiang Cheng smiled awkwardly and looked back at him with undisguised contempt. Duan Zhigui could not stand such a cold and stern look and quickly turned his eyes away.

"Mr. Jiang, I am a little tired, so I won't disturb you from chatting with Daddy."

Duan Xinyu knelt down and saluted, then walked past him carefully and quickly, and left like the wind.

"Me too, I'm going to go back and rest too!"

After Duan Zhigui finished speaking, Jiang Cheng shouted, "Wait!" (End of this chapter)