The Zhang family was very rich, and there would not be anyone richer than the Zhang family in the entire northeast.
Third Miss Zhang Ruyue held a party in the residence. It was her birthday and many people came.
However, they were all from the younger generation. Zhang Ruyue was the third daughter of the marshal's mansion and was as pretty as a flower. She didn't need to use her brain to know what those young people were here for. As for the women, most of them were her classmates, best friends, and childhood friends.
Zhang Zhengzong was still giving face to his precious daughter. Coincidentally, Yang Guanghui had also sent over a new style of military attire for the Feng Army, which was a change from the standard formal attire of the Beiyang Army.
Zhang Zhengzong had shaved off his moustache, leaving only a small tuft of beard on his chin. He looked much younger. Perhaps it was because of the system, but he looked like he was in his thirties again.
A man of this age was in his prime. The concubines felt as if their hearts were being scratched by a cat. They kept teasing Zhang Zhengzong to come to their room at night.
Aunt Jiu watched as the two maids helped Zhang Zhengzong change into the new military uniform. She felt that although it was not as gorgeous as the old marshal's uniform, it was relatively more powerful.
However, it was more of a male soldier's straight and burly figure.
With the reorganization of the Feng Army, Zhang Zhengzong, the Zong Commander, had to be the leader. This uniform was the first step.
The new Feng army had to have a new atmosphere, and they had to change all the influence of the Japanese army on the Feng army. The military uniform was one of them.
After all, the uniforms of the Feng army were too similar to the Japanese army. It was just a change in the base color and style.
The epaulets were all vertical and not as good looking as the horizontal ones.
The commander's sword was also slung over his shoulder. The scabbard was very gorgeous, but this sword was not sharpened. It was just a decoration. Western swords had never been very practical. Otherwise, the Japanese would not have switched to samurai swords as military knives to deal with the threat of hand-to-hand combat.
Putting on the high-end military officer's cloak made of wool, Zhang Zhengzong felt that he was not there to support his daughter, but to hold a fashion show to show off their faces.
With this outfit, the eyes of the young ladies were about to pop out. Zhang Zhengzong felt that he should marry a few more concubines.
How many girls in the entire northeast didn't want to marry into the marshal's manor and enjoy all the glory and wealth?
"Master, hat." Aunt Jiu felt that the handsome man's new uniform looked better. Although the lapel uniform did not have the round neck with the gold buttons and belt, the military uniform with the armed belt looked more handsome.
This hat was also in the style of a large-brimmed hat. It was not the kind of high cylindrical hat with a low stem and white tassel.
"This third girl is like this. As a father, I have to be fair. Otherwise, why would I go down with so many juniors? None of my old brothers are here. Who dares to propose a toast to me?”
To put it simply, they were not worthy. Their status was not on par with each other, so they could not speak.
"Yes, yes, yes. Master, it's time to go down.”
Aunt Jiu was a little unhappy, but there was nothing she could do. After all, Zhang Zhengzong was the King of the Northeast. A man like him would naturally have countless women eyeing him.
Most importantly, she was pregnant. After all, men at this age still had the ability to sow seeds for women.
It was also possible that there would be an old man.
There were already enough young ladies in the marshal's manor, and now they only wanted the young master.
The Zhang family used to live in a Chinese-style courtyard, but now it was replaced by a mansion-style western-style building, which was much more comfortable.
A place like this was more suitable for a party. Third Miss Zhang Ruyue and her sister were chatting with a few close friends. Both of them were wearing the latest Fengtian style dresses and women's hats.
"The marshal has arrived." Shun Zi was also wearing the new military uniform, but compared to Zhang Zhengzong's marshal uniform, the grade was much worse. He did not wear a broken saber, but a gun holster hung on his waist, which looked somewhat nondescript. The main reason was to protect Zhang Zhengzong. The saber was not lethal, so he did not want it.
Although it was Third Miss's birthday, everyone knew that Zhang Zhengzong, the King of the Northeast, was the real host.
When Zhang Zhengzong walked down the stairs made of white jade, the hundreds of young men and women below all stared at him.
Normally, Zhang Zhengzong's height and appearance did not make him look like a Northeastern man, but more like a scholarly scholar from the South. Even his catchphrase," F * ck you," was rarely used.
The two daughters walked over and looked at Zhang Zhengzong's attire. They said happily," Father, you're dressed like this to be a groom. Don't tell me you're eyeing our classmates and friends!”
To be honest, the beard affected a man's image too much.
Zhang Zhengzong didn't look that old after he shaved his beard. He attracted the attention of the female university students and other young ladies from prestigious families.
"Father will back you up. At the same time, I'll see which of the brats present can make me like them.”
"Father, I have someone I like." Half a year ago, Zhang Ruyue wouldn't have dared to say such a thing even if she was beaten to death. She knew very well that as the young lady of the marshal's manor, she couldn't make the decision on her own marriage.
But now that Zhang Zhengzong had replaced Old Zhang, she felt that her father had changed into a different person, which was why she dared to speak up.
Zhang Zhengzong only pointed at her and didn't say anything. He had seen what happened to the eldest girl. Old Zhang was a bastard. There was nothing strange about it. After all, he was an old man who valued sons over daughters.
"Let me check." Zhang Zhengzong's words made the two sisters heave a sigh of relief. If their father had a sour face, things would have been very bad.
"No." Zhang Ruyue only mentioned it briefly. Zhang Zhengzong seemed to have understood something. He was probably a poor child. If he was the second generation of the Fengjun, his father would probably have shouted out loud.
Old Zhang's two daughters were like ginseng fruits. Everyone wanted to have a bite of them. Although they could not live forever, they were definitely a guarantee.
However, these two young ladies of the Marshal's Mansion who had received a new education would find it hard to take a fancy to those good-for-nothings.
And those who were successful all had wives and even children.
"Si Ya, don't tell me you have one too!"
Zhang Caiyue shook her head. However, she also saw hope. After all, as a woman of the new era, she definitely hoped that she could make her own decisions in her marriage and not become a tool in her father's hands like her elder sister and second sister.
But now, he probably wouldn't. After all, Old Zhang's position was stable. He didn't need to rely on marriage to stabilize his position.
Zhang Zhengzong waved his hand, and his two daughters seemed to understand something. They smiled and left.
Waving his hand, Zhang Zhengzong called for a maid. He took a glass of champagne and pointed at the young girls inside." Shunzi, how many years have you been with me?"”
"Commander-in-chief, it has been fifteen years."
"Is that so? Speaking of which, your days are also carefree. There are many servant girls in the residence who hook up with you. The wives of the few families are all very dissatisfied. If you weren't my person, you would have been beaten to death by them.”
"Hehehe."
Alright, following a person like Old Zhang, it's fine even if you want to learn well. Didn't you see what a prodigal was like? When had Old Zhang ever cared about him? At most, he would teach him not to be played by women.
"Marshal, this eighth aunt is too far away. You must be lonely!”
Zhang Zhengzong did not expect her to change her mind about the matter with the Eighth Mistress. What else could she do after killing her younger brother? After all, that fellow did not deserve to die, but for the sake of the people, he had to die.
Zhang Zhengzong did have such thoughts. Didn't you see his eyes moving? This was the rhythm of choosing a consort. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come down. Everyone knew that it seemed like the marshal's manor would have another wife.
As long as it was a woman that Zhang Zhengzong fancied, he would marry her. This was the King of the Northeast. Snatching wives was a common occurrence for the generals of the Feng Army.
One or two of the women in these guys 'residences were all snatched, even Old Zhang was no exception.
Most women were happy to accept it. After all, they were ecstatic to be able to live a good life.
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