With a livid face, Zhang Xueming grabbed his big brother and walked on the street in a high-profile manner under the escort of the military officers.
At this time, Zhang Xueliang, who had yet to recover from his panic, did not care about thinking too much and hurriedly said,
"Second brother, I promise that this will never happen again. I promise that I will change!”
"Don't tell Father about this!”
Zhang Xueliang pleaded bitterly.
Just as the two of them were talking, a voice sounded, causing everyone to raise their voices to their throats.
"The marshal is back!"
As soon as the guard finished speaking, he heard the sound of "Ta" coming from outside the manor.
Then, a thin man walked towards the marshal's manor with firm steps.
"Father!"
"Father!"
"Marshal!"
Marshal Zhang nodded slightly. He first looked coldly at the good-for-nothing eldest son, Zhang Xueliang.
"Bastard, you're causing trouble for me every day. It's not good for you to recuperate at home."
"Damn it, you're always causing trouble for me. Punish this kid to kneel in the ancestral hall. You're not allowed to bring food to this kid for two days, but you still have to take medicine every day!”
Since Zhang Zuolin had already punished Zhang Xueliang for this matter, Zhang Xueming couldn't say anything more.
After all, Zhang Zuolin's guilt towards Zhang Xueliang would not be reduced just because his eldest son was disappointing.
Then, Marshal Zhang looked at Zhang Xueming. Looking at his son, he finally smiled.
Although he was a fierce and ruthless man, Commander Zhang was still a father.
"Xueming, you did well!"
"With you around, Father's burden won't be so heavy. After Father's meeting, the two of us can talk about it!”
Zhang Zuolin's face was bitter, as if he had encountered some difficult problem.
After a brief conversation with Zhang Xueming, he left in a hurry and went straight to the conference hall.
The father in his eyes had never been like this. Zhang Xueming frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something big had happened.
"Uncle Dashan, what happened?”
Zhang Xueming quickly went out and caught up with Zhang Zuolin. He grabbed Zhang Zuolin's closest guard and said.
When Lin Dashan realized that the person holding him back was Zhang Xueming, he immediately suppressed his anger.
Now, Zhang Xueming's iron-blooded methods had spread throughout Fengtian City, and he had become the second most powerful person in the city, only second to the marshal.
Lin Dashan explained with a resentful expression,""Second Young Master, Scholar Wu won again!”
After saying that, Lin Dashan hurriedly followed Commander Zhang who was in the distance.
He opened the door for Marshal Zhang and followed him in.
After Commander Zhang entered, the other high-ranking generals of Fengtian followed suit.
Everyone saw Zhang Xueming and nodded their heads in greeting. After all, he was the most promising young master of Marshal Zhang. It was always good to curry favor with him now.
When all the high-ranking generals arrived, the conference hall erupted with extremely rough curses.
"Damn it, this battle has caused our Old Zhang to lose face beyond the pass!”
"Are all the soldiers of the Feng army born in the year of the pig?!”
"Even if there are tens of thousands of pigs, they can drown Scholar Wu with their spit!”
"In just a week, you've squandered all the money that I, Old Zhang, had saved up for five years?”
"Now, Beijing has even removed my Fengtian governor!”
"Give Old Zhang an idea!”
"What if Scholar Wu leads his troops into the pass? All of you, talk to me!"
Commander Zhang glared at the crowd and slammed his fist on the table. However, no one spoke.
Zhang Zuolin was facing a group of powerful figures in the northeast, but now they were being reprimanded by Zhang Zuolin as if they were his grandsons.
Seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Zuolin was so angry that he slammed the table. The temperature in the conference hall dropped a little.。
Creak!
At this moment, the relatively quiet conference hall also attracted everyone's attention because of this sudden sound.
The man who came in had well-defined facial features, and his every move revealed a trace of nobility. He was Zhang Xueming.
"Return to the pass and the four provinces will unite to govern themselves. Inform the entire country that they refuse to recognize the legitimacy of the Yanjing organization and support the Southern Army!”
As soon as Zhang Xueming finished speaking, the high-ranking officers began to discuss.
"Then wouldn't we be closing our doors and guarding this small piece of land forever?”
"I didn't see you work hard when we were fighting for territory. Aren't we the ones rushing in front?”
"This idea is really fast! Supporting the Southern Army! He couldn't possibly send troops to fight them at both ends!”
"But the southern army is still too weak! Will we be dragged down by them!”
"That's right. Now that Scholar Wu has just won the battle, the morale of the main army is high. It's hard to say if they will fight!”
Many high-ranking officers were discussing Zhang Xueming's suggestion.
Even when Zhang Xueming walked to Zhang Zuolin's side, no one knew.
After many high-ranking generals analyzed the various possibilities, they generally believed that Zhang Xueming's proposal was beneficial to the Fengjun.
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