In Fengtian Governor's Office, Zhang Xuefeng walked towards the meeting room.
When the entire Governor's Office saw Zhang Xuefeng, they all stood up and saluted.
These days, Zhang Xuefeng had long been known as a military god in the Feng army.
This was all he could do to establish his might in a single battle.
"Say something! Why are they all mute? Why do I spend so much money on you every year?”
From afar, Zhang Xuefeng could hear the roar coming from the meeting room.
Good acting, dad!
Zhang Xuefeng knew better than anyone else.
Tang Yonglin and the others could still fight.
Wasn't it just a fight? With an order, it was fine as long as they beat him. If they couldn't beat him, they would retreat.
At most, he would come back and be scolded.
However, if they were to really participate in political discussions, they were definitely not good at it.
Ten years later, he could still rely on his experience, but now was definitely not the time.
The old marshal flew into a rage and called him over again. It was obvious that he wanted to establish his prestige.
Using the presidential palace as an entry point, the group of people did not dare to vent their anger.
If he didn't guess wrong, Marshal Hang would find a chance to get himself a military rank when he entered the palace.
Battle credits?
He did.
Who in Fengtian could confidently say that they could wipe out the enemy in one battle?
If he couldn't even do that, he would have almost zero casualties.
In terms of political fame.
After that, tens of thousands of Reputation Points would be increasing every day.
As long as the soldiers or civilians in the Feng army praised him, he would increase his salary more or less.
Tens of thousands a day was not a small number.
Zhang Xuefeng's reputation and reputation in the three provinces of Fengtian were probably higher than those of the older generation.
In terms of contribution to the development of the three provinces of Fengtian,
The construction of the arsenal, the coordinated development of the Ministry of Agriculture, and the Fengtian Army College and several universities that were currently being prepared. Which one of them was not proposed by him first?
Such a long period of invisible development had already laid a foundation for Zhang Xuefeng.
The faith of the army and the respect of the people.
Things had come to this point, and it was already out of Feng Delin and the others 'control.
Perhaps no one would have thought that he would be able to reach such a level of prestige in such a short period of time.
Zhang Xuefeng's lips curled up.
At the end of the day, he was just playing the simplest psychological attack.
Sometimes, not fighting was the biggest fight.
"Marshal! Seniors!" Standing at the door of the conference room, Zhang Xuefeng gave a standard military salute with a solemn face.
In the meeting room, everyone looked at Zhang Xuefeng at the door and fell into deep thought.
Everyone knew that the marshal was prepared to support Zhang Xuefeng.
He was going to let his eldest son take over.
The older sons of their families were less than ten years old.
Fight for power?
If it weren't for Zhang Xuefeng, their children would be about the same age as Zhang Hanqing. They would have to think of ways to gain a greater say in the Feng army.
In the future, if his children worked hard, they might be able to get the highest position in the three provinces of Fengtian.
But now, the children of their families were still in a state of ignorance.
However, Zhang Xuefeng had achieved a reputation that was not inferior to any of his seniors at the age of fifteen.
It was to the extent that no one's reputation could compare to Zhang Xuefeng's.
How? With what?
"Come in!" The old marshal waved his hand and handed the telegram on the table to Zhang Xuefeng.
After reading the contents of the telegram, Zhang Xuefeng smiled and said,""Old Yuan asked you to go over because he wanted to see if our Fengjun had any intentions of rebelling. On the surface, we are still under the jurisdiction of his presidential palace.”
"Nephew, you're right." Zhang Zuoxiang nodded. However, once the old marshal went, his life and death would be uncertain. Duan Qirui and Li Yuanhong were not good people. And that Feng Guozhang, his moral character was even worse. He was the one who caused the Jin Ling City tragedy.”
Just a few months ago, Feng Guozhang had invaded Jinling City, burning, killing, and looting. Unfortunately, he was a step too slow and Zhang Xun had entered the city first. He had no choice but to recommend Zhang Xun to be the governor of Jinling City and the governor of Zhili.
"Feng Guozhang is an important person for us to break into the pass in the future. Feng Guozhang was extremely opposed to the imperial system, and Old Yuan wanted to restore the imperial system, but because of his current status, he could not say anything.”
"Besides, do you really think that Duan Qirui and Li Yuanhong are on the same side? Duan Qirui was a combative person, while Li Yuanhong was a cautious person. It's not difficult to drive a wedge between these three."
As soon as he said that, the entire meeting room fell silent.
Nephew Gu wanted to enter the pass?
Old Yuan actually wanted to regain his throne?
These comments frightened everyone.
"Fengzhi, you can't say such things.”Zhang Zuoxiang took the lead.
The old marshal stood silently at the side.
Since Zhang Xuefeng had said so, as his father, he would back him up.
He wanted to enter more than anyone else.
Zhang Xuefeng's words had already made him slightly moved, as if he felt the opportunity to enter the pass.
This son of his was very big-hearted and meticulous.
At this moment, Marshal Zhang seemed to have seen through his son's thoughts.
Yes!
He wanted to develop agriculture and gain the hearts of the people. Once the war started, with the respect the people of the three provinces of Fengtian had for the Fengtian Governor's Office, they would definitely do their best to help and ensure that the food and grass were safe.
Sun Hai had written him a report a few days ago.
If the land in the three provinces of Fengtian had a bumper harvest, it would be enough to feed another twenty million people in a year, and it was a conservative estimate.
The Munitions Factory, the Army Academy, the Army Police Academy, and the Air Force Academy were all prepared for future wars.
Moreover, what made the marshal's heart skip a beat was…
Under Zhang Xuefeng's series of measures, the people's support for him was extremely high.
In the past few days, various provinces had sent reports. Countless young people were asking if the Feng army was recruiting soldiers and if it was led by Zhang Xuefeng.
Now, the three provinces of Fengtian had experienced the invasion of the east, the influx of immigrants, and the refugees. The population had already soared to more than 20 million.
Even if half of these people were old, half of them were children, and half of them were women.
There were millions of people who could join the army!
Commander Zhang gasped at this thought.
It was connected! It all f * cking worked!
This son of mine has great ambitions!
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