The Republic of Heroes

"Fu Yong Shun Sang, what, I have already said that Wu Xiaoliang is not so easy to deal with, now you know."

The speaker was a short and fat lame man who was limping in the room on crutches, with the corners of his mouth raised. He didn't know whether he was proud or mocking Tominaga Juntaro. With such a look on his face, he said to Tominaga Juntaro: "See, my broken leg is a gift from Wu Xiaoliang."

At the same time, the short, fat and crippled man raised his head, his eyes were empty, as if he was recalling the past.

"Ogiwara-san, you are really right. The surnamed Wu is indeed a man of no means. If he is not eliminated, he will be the greatest enemy of the imperial kingdom."

"Hmph, you just know, I knew it ten years ago, and I warned the big bosses in the military department more than once, what happened, it didn't bring him back to life, and I couldn't reason with him at all, just look at it Chance……"

The crippled, short and fat cripple stretched out his right hand and gestured across his neck like a palm.

"This, Ogiwara-san's move is too difficult."

"It's not big, it's not big, what's the difficulty, as long as you dare to think, there is nothing you can't do, just look at it."

Tominaga Juntaro sent the crippled short fat man away. He really hated this big talker to the extreme. In his eyes, the imperial country was defeated by this kind of person. He completely ignored the reality and only knew how to point fingers. Let these doers wipe their asses.

However, in the current situation, Juntaro Tominaga really can't do anything about it. Since Humpty Ogiwara said he has a way, it's better to just wait and see.

When several Japanese conspired in the dark room, Wu Xiaoliang was not idle. The trip to Shaanxi was just a formality, and soon a large number of supplies arrived in Xi'an via Tongguan with special trains, and then were arranged to throughout.

Followed by a large number of students and teachers and outstanding people from all walks of life, this ancient city in a quiet corner became lively for a while, and what was more different was that these people seemed to inject a lot of fresh blood into this ancient city.

In this regard, Dong Haibin, who is a security order, has already made sufficient arrangements. After Yang Hucheng was persuaded by Wu Xiaoliang, he basically stopped tossing in Xi'an, but put his main experience in some places west of Xi'an, the reorganization of schools, the factory The rebuilding of everything is bustling with activity.

Standing on the wall of the ancient city of Xi'an, Wu Xiaoliang looked down with his hands behind his back and looked down on this ancient city that had been shaken up. This place is not the end of his journey, but actually just a passing station. The problem here is temporarily solved, but There are bigger problems waiting for him.

"It's time to set off, Hanqing, tomorrow you and my brother will leave for Wuhan."

Zhang Xueliang has been following Wu Xiaoliang for several days. He may have a lot of dissatisfaction with this man who has almost become his brother-in-law, but due to the situation, he has to be attached to him. It sounds like a world of difference, and the vagaries of the world are really embarrassing.

"Brother Weizhong, my sister has returned to China, and I'm in Xi'an today."

Somewhere in Wu Xiaoliang's chest that had been dusty for a long time seemed to be moved, ten years passed suddenly, and the female student in a long dress of danthrene seemed to return to him in a trance.

Zhang Xueliang asked again: "Brother Weizhong, do you want to see..."

Zhang Huaitong is still unmarried, and someone had already come to talk to her as a matchmaker. The man was Zhao Tianci, the son of Zhao Erxun, the former governor of the three provinces in the east of the Qing Dynasty. Mr. Zhao is handsome and suave, and he is considered a dragon and phoenix among men. Later, after Wu Xiaoliang left the field, he also went abroad to study in Europe. For so many years, France, Britain, and even the United States have left the footprints of Miss Zhang Jiasi.

"It's still gone. Hanqing went back to get ready, set up his entourage, and flew to Wuhan tomorrow."

Wu Xiaoliang refused to meet, he could feel that Zhang Xueliang was entrusted by this Miss Zhang family, but the current identities of each other are definitely not suitable for continuing the relationship, even though Wu Xiaoliang himself has a lot of love for this Miss Zhang family I like it, but now that the National Reconciliation Conference is about to be held, there is no time for others. We must go all out to screw together the armed forces of the warlords across the country. The Japanese invasion is bad luck for China, but it is rare for many warlords and careerists. Opportunity.

A major reshuffle of China's political power may be about to begin, and perhaps all he can do is to integrate the chaotic Nationalist government into a joint force to avoid possible civil wars in the future.

Regarding this point, Wu Xiaoliang thought a little far, but he had to make plans early. The Japanese were crazy and tried to conquer the world with just four islands. A certain victory, but if it goes on for a long time, its national strength will inevitably be overwhelmed, and with the continuous expansion, the ambitions of Japan's short and cunning emperor will become more and more inflated, and a war with the United States because of interests will sooner or later .

During this long wait, all Wu Xiaoliang had to do was to drag the Japanese into the quagmire of the Chinese battlefield, and he was exhausted but unable to stop.

Zhang Xueliang left, Wu Xiaoliang was alone on the city wall, thinking about something, suddenly the adjutant came to report, and the reporter of "Ta Kung Pao" wanted to interview him.

Wu Xiaoliang usually does not want to meet reporters, and it is extremely difficult for Shandong-based newspapers to interview him, let alone Ta Kung Pao, the mouthpiece of the Nanjing government.

"No, I'll send you away."

But the adjutant stood still.

"Why, there is something else to do." Wu Xiaoliang noticed that the adjutant seemed hesitant to speak.

"Junzuo, the other party bluntly said that he is an old friend of Junzuo."

The old man, Wu Xiaoliang was very surprised, he didn't have an old man who was a reporter at Ta Kung Pao in his memory, could this man have lied just to see him, and he was upset and wanted the adjutant to send him away.

Suddenly a wind blew up on the top of the city wall, and with the sand and dust from the northwest, Wu Xiaoliang's eyes were suddenly fascinated, and tears flowed down his face for a while, and he seemed to be moved in a trance, and vaguely thought of a person, so he came to his mouth The words were swallowed back.

"Let him come up and tell him there's only a quarter of an hour."

After the adjutant got the order, he stepped on the city wall and went down the city. It took Wu Xiaohao a long time to rub the foreign object in his eyes, but his eyes were still blurred, and his eyes were blurred.

Wu Xiaoliang suddenly felt a person standing in front of him, as if a gust of spring breeze was blowing over, he rubbed his eyes again, his eyes gradually brightened, and the outline of that person gradually became clear.

"It's really you."

After being dazed for a long time, Wu Xiaoliang uttered a word leisurely,