I became the father of the young marshal
19 It’s called a maid costume

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After chatting with Rommel, Zhang Zhengzong finally knew why he was a famous general. Although there was only a small amount of information, his ability was far above Yang Guanghui.

He put forward two very practical suggestions. One was to slowly dismiss the current Feng army, and the other was to recruit children from good families. It would be best if they were cultured. To establish a new Feng army, the officers and generals had to go to military schools.

There would not be a big problem if the old and new replaced each other. It would kill him to become fat in one go. However, it was very important to pay attention to the contradiction between the two sides.

After Rommel left, Zhang Zhengzong slowly thought about the problem. He couldn't rush it. Three years would be enough.

After the Feng faction became strong, they would enter the pass to seize territory. This was much safer.

That's right. Old Zhang decided to cut off a few divisions of the old Feng army. These guys had all suffered a defeat and were not qualified to shout at him.

Cavalrymen should not be kept in large numbers. The expenses were very high. A warhorse could eat much better than several soldiers every day.

Internal affairs, military affairs, and diplomacy.

The King of the Northeast was walking on the edge of a blade.

Zhang Zhengzong finally returned to the marshal's manor at around seven o'clock.

When she reached home, a few concubines surrounded her.

"Master, this Eighth Brother is desperate. Please persuade her.”

"Yeah, didn't her brother deserve to die? He ruined a girl for no reason.”

Zhang Zhengzong knew that there was definitely a problem. This eighth aunt usually looked very reasonable, so why couldn't she put righteousness above family?

Actually, it was very simple. The human heart was made of flesh. What Little Zhang did was much more overboard than his brother-in-law. Although no one died, many people knew that if it wasn't for his good father, he would have died long ago.

Therefore, in this day and age, one had to compete with their father.

"Annoying, what a loser.”Zhang Zhengzong's Northeastern dialect was already very fluent. When he entered the house, he saw his eighth aunt's grief-stricken expression.

Let's not talk about what happened after that. This well-educated and reasonable eighth aunt was just like Old Zhang's third aunt in the original time and space. She was directly married off and became a nun.

The weather in the northeast was cold, and the temperature was no joke. Not only did one have to rely on their attributes, but they also had to rely on their equipment to pass the test.

The winter clothes for the troops had been distributed long ago. Guo Yushu led the soldiers of the 3rd Brigade who had already become military policemen to detain Zhang Wande, the logistics unit of the 32nd Division.

"I say, Ghost Guo, what do you mean?”Zhang Wande was Marshal Zhang's relative, and his wife was Xiao Liuzi's cousin-in-law. It was said that she had slept with a company of men, comparable to a prostitute.

This Zhang Wande worked under Zhang Zhengzong and was later transferred to the 32nd Division as the logistics department head. However, this was a good job, and it was very lucrative.

But a great rat was a great rat, there would be a day when he would be caught.

If Guo Yushu wanted to arrest people, he had to be ruthless to deter others. This was because there was no end to the corruption criminals. Most of the officers from top to bottom would get a share of the profits. It could be said that the job that Zhang Zhengzong had given Old Guo was very offensive. He had a lot of power and pressure.

Was it easy to fight corruption?

"Zhang Wande, Minister Zhang, these are the winter clothes you bought. They can freeze people to death.”Guo Yushu used a bayonet to cut open a cotton coat in the military warehouse.

There wasn't any cotton inside. It was all dry straw and broken cotton. It wasn't that overboard to pass it off as good quality.

No wonder the soldiers were so resentful. Even if they killed a few more people, they wouldn't be able to suppress this group of people.

The logistics department colluded with the profiteers, and through the layers of profit chains, how many people had been fattened?

Guo Yushu couldn't imagine how scary the shady business was, but he already knew the marshal's determination.

"This…" Although Zhang Wande was a relative of Old Zhang's family, he was not arrogant enough to challenge the military police department.

"Take him away." Guo Yushu stared at him coldly. There were many things to do, but he had to have the boss's protection. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure.

Zhang Zhengzong was watching a show. That's right, he was watching a show. It was a Beijing opera.

In this era, there were no televisions or the Internet. Watching a show was a more popular entertainment. Fengtian was not as prosperous as the Ten Miles of Foreign Market. That was the real good place.

Not only did the foreigners gather together, but they were also money bags.

Who was next to him?

With his seven sworn brothers and their wives, it was very lively.

"Old Seventh, you didn't tell us when you sent Liu Zi away. My daughter misses him very much.”Zhang Zhengchen drank a mouthful of tea and chatted with his brothers happily.

"Yes, in his generation, Liu Zi was the most popular with women. My third son is a blockhead who doesn't understand and only knows how to fight.”The third son of the sixth son, Wu Bin, was considered one of the best in the second generation of the Feng army. He was good at fighting, but his brain was slow when it came to women. Otherwise, he would have been top-notch long ago. He was a serious and honest man.

"What do you mean? Didn't I buy a plane? Since I bought it, I have to get someone to drive it, right? To put it bluntly, who in our lives would dare to do those things?

Go home, wash up, and sleep."

Zhang Zhengzong was munching on melon seeds. This bunch of bastards had quite a lot of wives, and they were not bad looking either. He wondered where they had snatched them from.

In this aspect, Old Zhang himself had led a bad lead. He had two concubines that he had snatched from others, and that was during the braid dynasty.

"Sigh, what are you doing? You're floating and the tea is overflowing.”Zhang Zhengchen looked at the servant girl who was pouring tea for Zhang Zhengzong. She was dressed in a very unique and western-style manner. He would also dress up the servant girls in the manor in the future. He didn't expect our Zong Shuai to have such thoughts. Not bad.

What kind of person was Zhang Zhengzong? He was born in the 1990s, and after he became Old Zhang, it was very difficult for him to do anything about it.

After all, he was a vigorous young man. It was not easy to be a steady middle-aged man.

When he said that he wanted to shave, the few concubines and Shunzi almost knelt down and begged him. They couldn't shave!

If you don't have any hair on your mouth, you won't be old when you do things. You don't even have a beard as a Northeastern King. How can you have any image to speak of?

Since he didn't like the moustache on the top, then he should keep the one on the bottom!

Trees move to death, people move to life!

The marshal's manor had already been changed by him bit by bit. To be honest, what could Old Zhang say?

Everything was good, but he was too conservative.

Almost none of the aunties had ever worn a dress, and the daughters-in-law did not dare to either.

This time, Old Zhang had changed into a maid outfit to let his brothers open their eyes. If it was summer, their eyes would probably pop out.

"Eighth Brother, be careful of your eyeballs popping out. I will step on them like they are bubbles.”Boss Feng could have competed with Old Zhang for the position of King of the Northeast, but unfortunately, he didn't have Old Zhang's means, so he could only retire and go home.

"Big Brother, look at what you're saying. You're wearing so much. What can I see? But then again, this outfit is indeed fashionable and fresh.”

"Rare, showy! It's the work of our Seventh Brother. Although this guy is the most knowledgeable among us brothers, he's been through this for the first half of his life. Why would he suddenly have such thoughts?

Could it be that she had a second spring? Or do you want to become a tailor?"

Zhang Zhengzong was also amused. To be honest, Old Zhang and his brothers had a really good relationship. Apart from the military power of the Feng family, they were all good brothers and best friends.

"You guys have gone too far. This is called a maid costume. It's a Westerner's thing and has a long history.”

"Isn't it the same anyway?"

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