From the Siheyuan, I started to run around in the world

"Mr. Zhang, what a rare guest. Please come in." Jingwu Sect's master Zhao Jingyuan welcomed Zhang Dongliang into the inner hall with a smile on his face.

The large sum of money Zhang Dongliang sent last time greatly alleviated the difficult situation of Jingwumen and made the daily expenses of Jingwumen less tight. The owner Zhao Jingyuan has always been grateful to Zhang Dongliang.

"Master Zhao, I'm sorry to bother you by coming here without your permission." Zhang Dongliang said politely to Master Zhao.

"Mr. Zhang, don't be polite. Mr. Zhang is a distinguished person in our Jingwu Sect. It's hard to invite him."

Jingwumen had a close relationship with King Nie Ren, and the current venue of Jingwumen was donated by King Nie Ren.

King Nie Ren was certainly not a pushover, and he did not hesitate at all when it came time to sell out Jingwu Sect.

In the original drama, it was King Nie Ren who betrayed the Jingwu Sect, causing almost all of the Jingwu Sect's disciples to die at the hands of the French.

Zhang Dongliang was worried that Jingwu Sect would repeat the same mistake, so he came to warn them. Especially Liu Ming, who dared to agree to and do anything when he got excited.

"Master Zhao, I may be a bad guest today and say something you don't like to hear. Please don't be offended."

"What do you mean, Mr. Zhang? If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Museum Master Zhao Jingyuan was very surprised by Zhang Dongliang's sudden change in attitude, but he was relatively calm and patiently listened to Zhang Dongliang's explanation.

"Master Zhao, I know that Jingwu Sect and King Nie Ren have a good relationship, but Master Zhao also knows that the current situation of King Nie Ren is not optimistic."

"Yeah, I didn't expect Mr. Nie to come to this point today." Master Zhao also sighed.

"Master Zhao, I came here today for this matter."

"Mr. Zhang, please speak."

"King Nie Ren has been badly wounded. If he wants to make a comeback, he must gather a group of people. I guess Jingwu Sect should also be within his reach.

There is a big risk at present, that is, if things go wrong, he will push Jingwumen to the front to take the blame, so Master Zhao please give it more consideration.

For the safety of Jingwu Sect, I do not recommend that Master Zhao get too involved in Prince Nie Ren's affairs."

"Mr. Zhang, you are overthinking. Actually, I know some things, but it's not so easy to repay favors."

Master Zhao is a martial artist, and sometimes he has no choice.

"Master Zhao, the French are looking for an opportunity to clean up the society. I don't want Jingwu Sect to be harmed, so I'm giving you a special reminder. If there's anything inappropriate, Master Zhao, please don't take offense."

Zhang Dongliang came here this time just to give Jingwumen a reminder. It is their business to decide how to make the decision. Zhang Dongliang has a clear conscience after doing this.

"No matter what, I still want to thank Mr. Zhang for the reminder." Master Zhao is quite clear-headed. Others are reminding you with good intentions, you can't just say bad things to them.

After Zhang Dongliang intervened in the plot, Jingwumen blamed Xu Wenqiang for the death of Zhang Dasheng, and the conflict between him and Feng Jingyao was not that great, which was a pleasant surprise.

Ever since he joined forces with Feng Chengcheng, Zhang Dongliang had inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

He had a sudden realization that his scope of activities had expanded and was no longer limited to Shanghai, and he could go to other places.

Including this world, as a three-world otaku, he doesn't want to go out even if the restrictions on his activities are relaxed.

How nice it is to stay quietly in Shanghai. It's so hard to go out. Besides, where can he find so many women to mess around with?

However, you can do something meaningful without going out. Just pay for it yourself and let others do it.

When we arrived at Huangpu Pharmacy, Zi Qiang and Guo Yanhong were busy in the pharmacy.

"Zi Qiang, Guo Yanhong will come upstairs to talk to me later, you stay downstairs. Before Guo Yanhong comes down, if anyone comes looking for me, just tell them I'm not here."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." Seeing that Zhang Dongliang was very serious, Zi Qiang quickly agreed.

Guo Yanhong and Zhang Dongliang came to the office on the second floor.

"Please take a seat, Comrade Guo Yanhong."

When Guo Yanhong heard the title of "comrade", her eyes lit up.

"Mr. Zhang, you are..."

"Don't think too much, Guo Yanhong. I'm nothing. I'm not what you think I am."

"What about Mr. Zhang..." Guo Yanhong was unsure of what Zhang Dongliang meant.

"Comrade Guo Yanhong, you have been lurking here for such a long time, it is time for you to play your role."

Seeing Guo Yanhong reaching out for a gun, Zhang Dongliang quickly stopped her.

"Comrade Guo Yanhong, things are not what you think. If I were the enemy, you would have died long ago."

Zhang Dongliang wanted Guo Yanhong to find the organization and donate a batch of supplies to it.

The historical conditions in the previous two years were not quite right.

At that time, there was a comrade named Zhang in the Fourth Front Army who was busy with his own faction. He was the comrade who later defected. If the materials donated by Zhang Dongliang fell into his hands, it would probably interfere with the course of revolutionary history.

Now that the First Front Army has arrived in northern Shaanxi and the historical pattern has been determined, Zhang Dongliang dares to make contributions within his capacity.

Zhang Dongliang has a request~~He is making a targeted donation.

The donated money and materials must be given to the troops in northern Shaanxi, with a small portion left for the troops in the Dabie Mountain area. Other teams cannot get them for the time being.

"What can Mr. Zhang donate?"

"Money, medicine, cloth, guns, ammunition and flour. Oh~~ The money may not be much, I've been spending too much money recently, and I spent a lot on buying cloth and flour."

"I need to contact the organization before I can give you a reply."

"No problem, I can afford to wait this long.

But I have to tell you that the material handover location can only be near Shanghai, I can't go far away. I also have to receive other materials to prepare for the future. "

"Well, Mr. Zhang, please wait for my reply."

Guo Yanhong has been lurking in Shanghai for the past two years and has not taken on any other intelligence tasks. Her main job is to deal in medicines.

Working in Zhang Dongliang's Huangpu Pharmacy greatly facilitated her work. Through her hands, medicines were continuously delivered to the revolutionary front.

Guo Yanhong tried to probe Zhang Dongliang's political attitude several times, but never got a clear answer. It seemed that his political attitude was vague, but he had a good impression of the organization.

This has greatly facilitated Guo Yanhong's work.

Such great news suddenly came out today, Guo Yanhong was so happy that she quickly reported it to the organization.

In fact, the organization had been secretly observing Zhang Dongliang for a long time. Although they did not get a clear statement of his political attitude, they could be sure that he was not from the other camp.

In order to protect Zhang Dongliang, the organization fully agreed with his suggestion and handed over the supplies outside Shanghai.

During the entire process, Guo Yanhong was the sole person in charge to prevent the base from being exposed.

Zhang Dongliang's first batch of donated materials was 5 yuan and one ton of medicine. 4 yuan and 800 kilograms of medicine were sent to northern Shaanxi, and the rest were sent to the Dabie Mountain area.

The Dabie Mountain area is relatively close to Shanghai, so in case of an emergency, it would be relatively convenient to get supplies.

The organization found other ways to transport supplies such as cloth, guns, ammunition and flour.