Before the marshal could express his worries, his son, Yan Zhiguo, had already made arrangements for the vacant positions in the various worlds. He had placed talents produced by the system and built the entire West City into a brand new one.
Yan Xishan's six policies and three affairs had been greatly rectified by his son, and his goal of becoming an " independent kingdom " had long been achieved.
Apart from feeling distressed about money, the marshal often personally went down to various cities, prefectures, and counties to inspect.
The situation in the West District was not like what the outside world had judged, where it had not been completely exhausted by the prodigal son. Instead, it was becoming more and more prosperous.
Yan Xishan touched his aching chest and suddenly felt that other than the bitter smile on his lips, his son was doing much better than his father.
Therefore, Yan Zhiguo, who had received the full support of the marshal, began a series of reforms such as setting up banks and developing finance after a few months of rest in West City.
Everyone turned their attention to the West District, which had been almost completely defeated by the young marshal.
A few days later, Old Jiang sent out Zhang and Li, who had already surrendered, with the will of the Republic of China government to discuss cooperation with the Beifeng warlord. They wanted the two factions to stop the war first and work together to destroy the current Yan Xishan.
Although Zhang Zuolin was a horse bandit, he had his own unique understanding of the situation.
Zhang and Li were kicked out of Fengtian before they could even enter.
This move thoroughly infuriated the government of the Republic of China. Principal Jiang issued a letter of challenge, determined to fight the Beifeng warlords to the death.
At the same time, Zhang Zuolin also noticed that the West City Marshal, who had recently declared his power, had an uncertain expression on his face.
As the eldest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Hanqing naturally had the responsibility to help him solve his problems. Zhang Zuolin sighed and said anxiously,
"Motherf * cker! Old Jiang was staring at the butt of our Northeast Army! Although there was a prodigal young master in the West District! I don't know what's wrong with my father! I'm always feeling uneasy!"
Zhang Hanqing frowned and took the initiative to step forward.
"Father, since you're worried, then let's see it with our own eyes. Why don't I make a trip for you?"
Zhang Zuolin hesitated for a moment as if he was thinking. After a while, he made up his mind.
"That's good too. You're the same age as him, so you'll be able to talk better. I don't believe that Yan Xishan has become muddle-headed! He just let his son cause such a ruckus! Help me take a look!"
Zhang Hanqing agreed and went to receive the order.
Not long after, a rare guest came to Yan's residence. It was the young marshal of the Beifeng Warlord, Zhang Hanqing. Yan Zhiguo personally received him on behalf of his father.
Although both of them were young marshals and had a reputation for being romantic, their personalities were very different.
Zhang Hanqing was in Fengtian and had enough capital. Everything was prepared to take over the Northeast Army in the future. His reputation was not bad, but it was not bad.
Yan Zhiguo was different. He had been in the limelight recently.
Zhang Hanqing looked down on this young man who was the same age as him.
"Yan Shao Shuai, I've heard a lot about you!"
Out of politeness, Zhang Hanqing still greeted him respectfully. Yan Zhiguo smiled and replied,
Zhang Hanqing hesitated for a moment, but he still accepted it calmly.
"Brother Yan, I don't like to beat around the bush. If there's something I want to say, I'll just say it directly."
Yan Zhiguo stood up with a slightly solemn expression.
"Brother Hanqing, I thank your father for his carelessness. To be honest, I, Yan Zhiguo, don't care what outsiders think. I don't want the Central Plains to be engulfed in war. It's meaningless for one to fight against another."
"Since you're a reasonable person, I'm relieved."
Zhang Hanqing put down his teacup, indicating that it was alright. Yan Zhiguo then continued,
"Forgive me for offending you, but those who are not of my race must have different hearts! Brother Hanqing! You must pay attention to the Japanese of Fengtian! Be on guard at all times…"
Zhang Hanqing's expression became uglier and uglier, and the good impression he had of his peers in front of him disappeared. He said with a cold face,
Yan Zhiguo couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that his good intentions would result in such a result. There was a faint anger between his brows.
"Zhang Shao Shuai, I'm not trying to scare you! I don't have the time to care about your family's affairs! If I didn't respect your father! I can't even be bothered to say it!"
Zhang Hanqing's eyes were dark. The guard behind him had already cursed,
"How dare you! What right does a prodigal like you have to talk about Fengtian's family affairs!”
"That's all I can say! Believe it or not! Since the Dao was different! We can't work together! As for putting on airs in front of me! I'm sorry! This was West City! I am the West City's Young Marshal!"
Zhang Hanqing stood up, waved his sleeves angrily, and left.
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