The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

After saying some nice words, Lao Zhang turned around and left gracefully.

The reason he came here this time was simple. He didn't want to get anything, but just wanted to satisfy his memories of the previous dynasty.

Of course, if the young emperor is really brave enough and willing to go back to Fengbei with him, Lao Zhang will definitely have the courage to bring him back.

Although the era of the previous dynasty has passed, their roots have not completely disappeared.

If Old Zhang could hold the little emperor in his hands, he would definitely be able to attract a large number of supporters from the old and young. However, doing so would likely cause negative effects.

After all, the society is in turmoil nowadays, and all forces are eyeing this small piece of land in the country. Once those old people and young people raise the banner of restoration, the pressure that Lao Zhang has to endure will increase exponentially.

All in all, it's not worth it.

Besides, even if he was willing, the little emperor would not agree to this idea.

Although there was not much conversation between the two, Lao Zhang still discovered the differences with his keen observation.

The little guy, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, was much smarter and more mature than most people. There was light in his eyes and a desire for power.

From this we can see that he did not give up on his own life, nor did he give up his obsession with the previous dynasty.

Perhaps, in the near future, the next Zhang Xun will appear.

It all depends on whether the little emperor is lucky enough and whether he can wait until that day!

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At the end of January, the port city encountered a late spring cold snap, and heavy snow fell from the sky again, fluttering down like catkins.

The biting cold wind howled through the streets and buildings, bringing waves of chill.

Zhang Ye, who had just returned from working outside, walked into the house with a tired face. He rubbed his hands and stamped his feet to shake off the snow on his feet, then walked quickly to the stove to try to dispel the cold.

It turned cold this day without giving us any time to prepare.

Fortunately, Zhang Liuzi and others will go back tomorrow. In the next few days, he can sit in the office and don't have to wander around outside.

"I say, is there anything to eat? I've been drinking all day, and seafood isn't enough to fill me up."

Zhang Ye sat in front of the stove, took off his soaked boots and stepped on the thick carpet.

I have had a great time accompanying Master Zhang these past two days. He has been having fun all over the port city, and even went out with the fishermen to experience the fun of fishing with nets.

However, there was one thing that Zhang Ye couldn't understand. After sending the newspaper to Old Zhang that day, he never received a response, nor did he hear Zhang Liuzi mention any needs.

It was as if nothing had happened, and they didn't make any requests at all. This made Zhang Ye feel uneasy and he always felt that he owed them a favor. He was afraid that one day they would ask for too much and put him in a dilemma.

"Master, what would you like to eat? How about I ask someone to cook two dishes and have some drinks with you?"

Lu Shan came closer with a basin of foot washing water and asked with a smile.

Zhang Ye's feet were almost numb from the cold, so he quickly took off his socks and put them into the basin of hot water. When the warm and comfortable feeling came from the soles of his feet, this guy squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Just make it up. I won't drink today. If I drink any more, I'll become a drunkard."

"I've been traveling around a lot these past few days, and Fang Yu has been a little unhappy. I don't know how he's been scolding me behind my back for wasting my time on trivial things."

"He dares. I think he deserves to be punished!"

Lu Shan glared and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"After a few days of being an official, I can't tell the difference between the big and small kings. I must train him when I have time next time."

"Come on, he's as skinny as a chicken. You can kill him with one punch. Don't joke like that."

Zhang Ye rubbed his feet, feeling the slight tingling sensation brought by the hot water, and squinted his eyes in extreme enjoyment.

Seeing the Marshal defending Fang Yu so much, Lu Shan didn't say anything else even though he felt uncomfortable. Instead, he turned around and went out to arrange for someone to prepare food.

This guy is very capable and knows when to speak and when not to speak.

Half an hour later, two girls came to Zhang Ye's residence with trays. The home-cooked dishes that had just come out of the pot were emitting an enticing aroma, and the pot of seafood soup was extremely fresh and fragrant.

Zhang Ye, who had been hungry for half a day, suddenly felt hungry. He couldn't wait to go to the dining table. Looking at the four dishes and one soup on the table, he nodded with great satisfaction.

"This is a proper meal. The ones in restaurants are really not good. They look good but they are not something that peasants like us can eat."

"Marshal, you are not a peasant."

Lu Shan smiled and handed over a pair of chopsticks, correcting him.

"You are a graduate of the Baocheng Military Academy, and you are considered a military talent from a prestigious school."

"You guys are good at chatting."

Zhang Ye picked up a piece of pork ribs and pointed at the seat next to him while eating.

"Come on, come on, let's eat together. I can't finish it by myself."

"Okay, I'm a little hungry too."

Lu Shan was not polite either. He picked up a pair of chopsticks, sat in the empty seat next to him, and started eating.

The relationship between the two of them is very delicate. It is different from the master-servant relationship in the old society, but also not as strict as the superior-subordinate relationship in the army.

Instead, they are old friends, buddies, and brothers who have known each other for decades, although Lu Shan's appearance is to serve Zhang Ye.

But from beginning to end, Zhang Ye never treated him as a servant.

"Report, there's a visitor outside!"

The two of them had just taken a few bites when the guard came running from the gate in the heavy snow to report.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shan looked at his watch and asked in confusion.

"It's almost eleven o'clock. Who is it?"

"Report to the commander, it's Mr. Jin who came here with Master Zhang!"

The guard shouted back.

"Jin Junli?" Zhang Ye frowned slightly, not understanding what this kid was doing here in the middle of the night.

But out of courtesy, he didn't want to keep the other person waiting at the door for a long time.

"Invite him in."

"I'll go pick it up!"

Lu Shan immediately stood up, held up a large black umbrella, and quickly left following the guards.

No matter what, this kid is also a friend brought by Master Zhang, so he still needs to be treated with proper etiquette. Otherwise, these people will definitely laugh at the Independence Army for not knowing etiquette and being a bunch of young boys who have not grown up.

Five minutes later, as the snowflakes grew larger, several people could not help but quicken their pace to avoid getting wet.

Jin Junli, who was walking in front, declined Lu Shan's kindness and did not choose to hold an umbrella. Instead, he just huddled in his coat like them, shaking his shoulders from time to time.

This kid has his own thoughts. He came here in the middle of the night and thought about it for a long time, but he had no idea what to do.

He knew very well that today was the best opportunity. If he missed today, it would be harder than climbing to the sky to get in touch with the Independence Army again.

Although he didn't know whether this was right or wrong, one thing was certain: no matter whether it was right or wrong, it was better than doing nothing!