Although Zhang Zhengzong didn't directly decline, everyone knew that this Third Girl didn't like Little Seven. Although he wasn't a profligate son, it wasn't difficult for Little Seven to make the Third Miss of the Marshal's Residence look at him in a different light.
Moreover, Zhang Zhengzong knew that the third girl was most likely in love. It was difficult for a female university student at this age not to have experienced a relationship.
"That's right. As long as you agree, nothing will happen to the third girl!”
As the saying goes, a married daughter is someone else's woman.
"Although that's what you say, she's still my daughter. The next generation has their own way of living. It's a new era, so we have to change our mindset.”
Zhang Zhengzong felt that he no longer needed to sell his daughter to stabilize his position, even though marriage was the best way.
"Old Seven has indeed changed. He's become like a foreigner, hahaha.”
His brothers also laughed along. How should he put it?
They didn't know if this change was good or bad.
If it were them, they would not be able to do this. Although their daughter was precious, she was also a tool, especially the daughter of a rich family.
It's normal to choose someone of equal status!
The festival passed very quickly. Zhang Zhengzong wrote a few letters to Qin Yu, and this little girl quickly fell in love with him. She waited at home to enter the Zhang family.
However, she also had a condition. She hoped that Zhang Zhengzong would allow her to go out and do business. She wanted to be a strong woman, not a canary raised by Old Zhang's family.
Zhang Zhengzong agreed to her conditions. The Old Zhang family did not lack canaries, but they lacked a strong woman with temperament.
After the holiday, the office started working. It was only the seventh day of the new year.
It was still very cold in the first month of the year, and the roads were covered with snow that needed to be dealt with.
No matter how cold it was, she had to live her days.
As the God of Fortune, Wang Changjiang was definitely the busiest one. Zhang Zhengzong had given him too much pressure, and the military expenditure was too much.
In fact, he really wanted to tell the marshal not to burn his money. Now that the money had not been collected, he had already made arrangements. All the departments were waiting for the money from the vault with approval slips.
The withdrawal of the Sixteenth Regiment had given Zhang Zhengzong an arsenal, and the renovation was probably almost complete. In a year, the Feng Army had to complete the difficult task of unifying the armaments. Yang Guanghui was also the supervisor of the arsenal, and he had also received a mission from the commander to go to Beijing to promote the high-quality firearms produced by the Feng Department.
Nowadays, tobacco and firearms were both the most profitable businesses.
It was not peaceful inside the pass, and there had always been a shortage of firearms. Zhang Zhengzong planned to squeeze the firearms of the other countries out of the market at a lower price.
Compared to the backward Hanyang, the Kar98K produced by Fengtian was definitely of better quality.
The only problem was the source of the steel. The Feng family could not make steel themselves. If they did not import the Japanese, they could only buy steel from domestic ironworks. The quality was probably worrying.
The most important thing now was to activate the Level 1 heavy industry. Otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable to be strangled by others.
Fortunately, there was no time limit for this mission. What Zhang Zhengzong had to do now was to eliminate the bandits. He had already taken the money, so he couldn't go back on his word.
For the sake of money, he was almost driven crazy. If he really could not do it, he would take out a loan.
Borrowing money from foreigners and the system.
This year, Zhang Zhengzong had set three goals for himself. One was to strengthen the Feng army, the other was to eliminate the bandits, and the last was to develop a source of finance.
Without money, everything was difficult!
He had to rest and recuperate for a year. He wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. He wanted to watch the warlords in the pass fight and sell them firearms at the same time. He wanted them to fight to the death.
Although the tobacco tax was gone, Zhang Zhengzong did not regret it. This was because tobacco harmed people, and it was directly related to the survival of bandits.
Smoke was the most important source of income for the bandits. Without smoke, it would be difficult for them to have money to buy firearms. Other than the bandits supported by Mao Xiong and the Japanese, the other bandits could only become weaker and weaker.
The spring tax collection had already begun. The teaching brigade, which had been sealed off by the snow, had also begun to take action. As a system army, the teaching brigade was not an ordinary army. Even if there was no pay, they could still fight as long as they did not lack supplies.
At the beginning and end of the year, there were meetings as usual.
Zhang Zhengzong was presiding over the meeting. The first thing he talked about was the issue of the bandits. One had to know that many of the Eight Great Vajra Warriors were recruited from the outlaws.
It was hard to guarantee that there would not be another bandit who wanted to be the King of the Northeast. Old Zhang's deeds had inspired a batch of bandits.
The establishment of the security regiment was to lay the foundation for the suppression of the bandits. Otherwise, it would be very powerless to rely on the 100,000 soldiers alone to face the vast northeast.
Everyone supported the transformation of the militia into the security corps. In the past, they were considered militia to protect the people. Now that they were part of the security corps, they were half a soldier.
He received his salary. Being the leader of the security regiment was considered the number one mission in the local area.
The administrative organs in the northeast only reached the county level. The people in the security regiment were gathered from the villages and towns. They did not need the higher-ups to allocate funds to support them. Of course, weapons and equipment were not good. Some even used large swords, spears, and muskets. These muskets were already antique level.
As for the training, they were militia. They would only come to handle some errands when they were idle and could scare the bandits.
It would be different if they turned into a security team.
There were black military uniforms and rifles. The county even gave them machine guns and cannons, but they were all old and outdated. At least they looked like an army.
This increased the number of security guards, and the funds were raised by the local area. Generally, the local squire would pay the bulk of the money.
It was just that weapons and equipment were troublesome, so they could only take it slow. They would first replace the miscellaneous weapons in Feng Jun's hands and then equip the local security teams.
However, objectively speaking, this security group was very likely to become a tool for the local tyrants to suppress the poor farmers at the bottom. There were pros and cons.
Conscription work had to be carried out as well. Each division had to fill up their own personnel. After Zhang Zhengzong repeated his orders, his brothers knew that he was serious. Furthermore, with the new Guards Brigade and Teaching Brigade that Zhang Zhengzong had brought out, they felt threatened.
They knew that the power in their hands came from the army under them. They had to strengthen their army, or else Zhang Zhengzong could dismiss them at any time.
Zhang Zhengchen, who was in charge of the 27th Division's municipal administration, proposed another matter, which was to change the equipment. This time, Zhang Zhengzong finally agreed.
The 27th Division was an old direct line unit after all. Their previous training performance was also commendable. After training for a period of time, they should be able to use it.
This was only the equipment of five divisions, and the Feng army had ten divisions. Including the recruits who were training, everyone knew that it was difficult for them to get this equipment. If they wanted equipment, they had to perform well.
Of course, according to the current production of the arsenal, by the end of the year, it could almost meet the replacement needs of all the soldiers, but that would take too long.
"Oh right, I have another request. From next month onwards, all officers above the rank of second lieutenant must wear the new uniform, which is the 23-style uniform of the Fengjun.”
Soldiers 'uniforms might not be able to be produced in one go, but it was not a problem for officers and generals.
Zhang Zhengzong wanted to remove the influence of the Japanese army on the Feng army, so he had to change his military uniform.
Not only did they have to eliminate the influence of the Japanese army, but they also had to have uniforms that were different from the other Northern Warlord armies.
The military uniforms of the warlords during the Republic of China were of all kinds. There were all kinds of backgrounds and styles. The uniforms of those generals almost never had the same style. Every time they gathered, it was like a fashion show. It was very flashy.
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