Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

The next morning, Su Zhengyang took Yang Qiyue to the residence of the Hongmen leader He Zhengnan.

After Mr. He stopped interfering in the affairs of the underworld, he moved from Jinggang City to Beijing to spend his remaining years in retirement. This was the second time Su Zhengyang had come to the He family.

The last time he came, Mr. He specially invited Yunzhou Governor Yan Baoguo to make peace between the two. Now Yan Baoguo has become Su Zhengyang's staunch ally.

The reason why I had to visit Mr. He before going on this expedition was because the old man, who is now over 80 years old, has been in worsening health recently. He is at the end of his life and is at the end of his life. Especially in the past two months, he has been unable to get out of bed and has to sit in a special wheelchair to move around.

Su Zhengyang admired He Zhengnan from the bottom of his heart. This old man had experienced a turbulent period of more than half a century from the end of the Shuiqing Empire to the Northern Xinjiang government. In order to realize his passion to serve the country, he had been donating generously and contributing his manpower since Yang Jiakai and others established the Northern Xinjiang regime. After seeing real hope in Su Zhengyang, he repeatedly provided considerable donations to the Northwest Revolutionary Army. Although he was old, the old man's passion to serve the country had never changed.

The car stopped in front of the He Mansion, and the old man's granddaughter He Qinglan came out to greet her in person.

Su Zhengyang greeted He Qinglan in a casual manner: "Hello, Miss He."

He Qinglan nodded, took Yang Qiyue's arm familiarly, and the group went directly to the main hall of the He Mansion.

In the main hall, the old man was sitting in a special wooden wheelchair, and behind him stood a tall young man wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a resolute face.

Compared to the last time I met the old man when I left Beilong City half a year ago, Mr. He now looks haggard and has lost weight visibly. His thin body has almost become skin and bones, and he exudes an aura of old age, as if he may pass away at any time.

"Zhengyang is here, come and sit down. I have already asked the kitchen to prepare some delicious dishes. We will have a couple of drinks later."

The old man's voice was extremely hoarse, but the expression on his face was very calm, as if he had already seen through life and death.

Su Zhengyang nodded, sat next to the old man, and said with concern: "You must take care of your health."

"I am an old man, I have lived for more than 80 years, it is enough, as the saying goes, it is rare for a person to live to 70 years old, I am already over 70 years old, why should I be dissatisfied?"

"Zhengyang, let me introduce someone to you. Why doesn't Qingzhu come to meet Governor Su?"

Upon hearing this, the young man behind Mr. He walked up to Su Zhengyang and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, Governor Su, I am the eldest grandson of the He family, He Qingzhu."

Su Zhengyang also politely extended his hand, shook hands with He Qingzhu, and exchanged a few words.

He Qingzhu's palms and knuckles were covered with dark yellow calluses, which were obviously caused by years of dealing with firearms.

"Zhengyang, my grandson has been studying at Frunze Academy abroad and has just returned to China. I want him to join the army with you. This has been his dream since he was a child."

Su Zhengyang's heart moved. In this era, those who could return from a world-class military academy like Frunze were all top military talents. He didn't expect that He Qingzhu was not simple either. In fact, most of the children trained by truly wealthy families, except for a very small number of playboys, were very knowledgeable and learned elites, just like He Qinglian, who was about the same age as Yang Qiyue.

In fact, He Qinglian is also a top student who graduated from Beilong University, one of the top universities in China. She has even studied in Europe. Now the business of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce is basically managed by He Qinglian, and it is thriving and well organized.

After a moment's silence, Su Zhengyang nodded: "I will help Brother He arrange an officer position in the Northwest Revolutionary Army later, please rest assured, old man."

As if he understood Su Zhengyang's intention, He Qingzhu said pointedly, "Governor Su, I am not going to join your Northwest Revolutionary Army to get a living. I want to fight in the front line. Even if I am a soldier, it doesn't matter. As long as I can defend China from foreign humiliation, I am willing to sacrifice my life and shed my blood."

Su Zhengyang frowned. His original plan was to arrange an idle job in the logistics unit for He Qingzhu. You know, the entire He family can be said to be full of loyal heroes. Grandpa He's eldest son, He Wanzhou, was active in the Northeast in the third year of the Republic of China. He led the Northeast Alliance composed of patriotic people at that time and had been working hard to fight against the puppet Manchukuo regime. Unfortunately, he was eventually arrested and executed. The second son followed the Northern Xinjiang government and was promoted to lieutenant colonel in the army, but he was left on the battlefield forever in a war.

Today, He Qingzhu can be said to be the only male offspring of the He family. If anything unexpected happens to He Qingzhu again, the roots of the entire He family will be cut off.

At this time, Mr. He Zhengnan said at the right time: "A good man should go to the battlefield. From top to bottom, there is no coward in our He family who is afraid of death. Fighting on the battlefield is also the lifelong wish of this bad boy. Zhengyang, you don't have to worry about it. Just arrange for him to go to the front line to fight."

Since Grandpa He has already spoken, Su Zhengyang can only agree. In fact, over the years, although the Chinese Chamber of Commerce has been regarded as China's leading large-scale chamber of commerce with business spread all over the north and south, Grandpa He's life is very simple.

I have only known Mr. He for less than half a year, but the He family's accumulated donations to the Northwest Revolutionary Army in cash and materials have exceeded 800 million oceans. No matter how wealthy the family is, they cannot afford such a thing.

When the Northeast Army was losing ground, it was Grandpa He who stepped forward and convened a Hongmen conference in Jinggang City. He appealed to the people's emotions and reasoned with them, and got dozens of gang leaders to organize their elite disciples, a total of 5,000 strong young men, to rush to the front line to serve as the reserve of the Northeast Army.

It can be said that the old man has really exhausted all his efforts for the rise of China.

Soon, a table of dishes was served. Su Zhengyang personally accompanied the old man to drink a few glasses and stop at a sip. Every time the old man saw Su Zhengyang, he was extremely happy, and even there was an lingering smile in his eyes.

During the dinner, Su Zhengyang discovered through an in-depth conversation with He Qingzhu that this person was an absolute top military talent. Not only was he a leader among his classmates at the Frunze Military Academy, but he had also won many honorary medals awarded by the school. He had a strategic vision and a long-term view of the overall situation, and he also had his own unique insights and experience in leading troops in battle.

"Governor Su, I have three sworn brothers who want to join the Northwest Revolutionary Army. I wonder if Governor Su is willing to accept them."

"The three of them are all top military talents who have returned from overseas. They are full of passion but have no way to serve their country. Su Zhengyang's ideas and methods coincide with ours. I believe they are also willing to work for Governor Su."