The major general named Wei Changjun did not draw his sword, and he was holding a chair in his hand, ready to defend himself. He also shouted:

"Fart, I just don't want the handsome man's hard work to go to waste."

Everyone's eyes turned to Li Xinghong and also to Ji Chunsheng.

Ji Chunsheng turned around and shouted at Sun Wudao:

"Vice-General Sun, what's the etiquette of drawing swords and waving guns in the headquarters hall? No matter what General Wei said, he was still discussing matters with a public heart! Of course, different opinions must be allowed to exist, otherwise there would be no discussion? What's more,

Isn’t what he said unreasonable?”

When Sun Wu hesitated, he could scold Wei Changjun, but he had to respect Ji Chunsheng, after all, he was the commander-in-chief.

Li Xinghong turned his head and shouted at his subordinates: "Wei Changjun, don't you have a brain? You are spouting nonsense, get out of here and reflect!"

Wei Changjun glanced at Li Xinghong gratefully and staggered out of the meeting hall.

Ji Chunsheng walked up to Li Xinghong and said, "Brother Xinghong, the current situation really cannot have both ends, what should we do?"

Li Xinghong took a deep breath and said: "Until the commander returns his call, the troops from the Central Plains and other places cannot be mobilized. I will go to Hangzhou later to meet Mr. Li. I believe he cannot be confused."

As soon as he said these words, Sun Wu's face showed anger, but he couldn't express it fully.

"Are you sure about going to Hangzhou?" Ji Chunsheng asked doubtfully.

"You and I are both old subordinates of the old man. We should go see him at this time and find out what's going on. At least we can control it so that the situation can't get worse."

"That's all. Please take care of yourself along the way." Ji Chunsheng nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, Brother Chunsheng, it's all up to you here."

"I will keep an eye on this family and wait for the commander's specific orders." Ji Chunsheng held Li Xinghong's hands tightly with both hands.

…

The suburbs of Hangzhou.

In the center of a certain village, there is a small courtyard house that miraculously stands. Except for the dilapidated wall and only a vague outline can be seen, the middle house is intact.

What is even more amazing is that in a corner of the yard, close to the house, a wintersweet tree spreads its branches, and its pink plum blossoms are holding their fragrant stamens.

There are almost no trees left in the village, and they have all been cut down. The thicker ones are used to make simple weapons, while the thinner ones are naturally used as heating fuel.

Outside the courtyard, two teams of guards stood facing each other, one team in blue and one team in gray.

However, the faces of the two groups of guards were very strange. They stared at each other, and the veins on the hands holding the gun barrels were clearly visible.

At the entrance of the courtyard, the two captains of the guards also looked embarrassed. They held their swords and did not look sideways. They only occasionally glanced at each other. Once their eyes collided, they moved away as fast as lightning.

These two teams of guards belong to the Zhejiang Army and the Shanghai Army respectively. The green one is the Zhejiang Army and the gray one is the Shanghai Army.

Since Chen Qimei declared Shanghai's independence, the two armies have become life-and-death rivals.

Now they are less than one meter apart.

They are just ordinary soldiers, they are not the ones who decide whether to go to war or not.

They were just staying in the room at this time. Those people with noble status would take out the sheath of the sharp blade in their hands when needed. When not needed, they would just stay in the sheath.

They don't need to have ideas.

Not only was the atmosphere outside the house strange, but the atmosphere inside the house was equally unusual.

The house was very clean, the tables, chairs and benches were polished and covered with thick mats. In several fire pots, fine white charcoal was emitting a faint blue light, making the house warm as spring.

There were people sitting on all sides of the Eight Immortals table. One person in the middle had a mustache and a smile on his face, looking at the two generals on the left and right with interest.

He is Hideo Fujita, and next to him is Akira.

Sitting on his left and right sides were the leaders of the two armies, Chen Qimei of the Shanghai Army and Li Pinzhang of the Zhejiang Army.

The two have known each other for more than ten years. The Hangzhou residence of Chen Qimei's second uncle, Chen Zongyu, is on Canal Road and was a neighbor of the former Li Mansion.

Later, when Li Pinzhang became the commander-in-chief of the Qing army in Shanghai, Chen Qimei often entertained Mr. Li Sangong at banquets at the Red Sleeve House.

After Li Pinzhang was transferred back to Hangzhou from Shanghai to serve as the division commander of Zhejiang Army Town, the two of them lost contact.

Later, it evolved into an opponent.

And now, for the common goal of both parties, they have come together again to discuss plans and deal with Chen Tianhua's tiger.

Although he felt unfair in his heart, Chen Qimei was not only a governor after all, but also a mature politician who knew what to do when.

After the last battle in southern Jiangsu, the Shanghai army turned into a coyote without its claws and no longer had anything to worry about, so it rested for more than two years.

Fortunately, Chen Tianhua was busy with the open war with Yuan of the North, and Wu Xia took care of Shanghai, which gave him a chance to breathe, and now he seems to be able to make a comeback.

This time, they teamed up with the Guangdong army to attack the Fujian army Sun Daoren, and the Shanghai army once again appeared on the stage of history. Chen Qimei certainly wanted it.

Chen Qimei did not believe that Li Pinzhang had the ability to control the entire Jiangnan, and the situation set up by the Japanese was just to disrupt the situation.

As for Li Pinzhang's success in Zhejiang Province and whether he can control Jiangnan, I'm afraid it is not within the scope of the Japanese people's consideration.

If Chen Tianhua dies, that would be the best ending.

The core of the Japanese strategy was to let Li Pinzhang trigger civil strife in the Jiangnan regime in Zhejiang Province, using Fujian Province as a trigger/trigger, causing uneasiness in Chen Tianhua's troops deployed everywhere.

Li Pinzhang is not a fool. Of course he can think of anything Chen Qimei can think of, but now he can only rely on the Japanese people to make a big gamble.

Just like a drowning man grasping a straw, even if he knows that this straw is not enough to support his weight, he will still hold on tightly.

As long as he can overthrow Chen Tianhua, he will have a chance to conquer the Central Plains, and he will have the possibility of becoming famous again.

So he had no choice. When the Japanese suggested it, the two hit it off.

Fujita Hideo knew in his heart that what the island country's base camp wanted was not Li Pinzhang's control of Jiangnan, and it was impossible for Li Pinzhang to control Jiangnan, at best, Zhejiang Province.

What the base camp wants is Chen Tianhua's life and the civil strife in Jiangnan.

Jiangnan, which lost Chen Tianhua's rule, was bound to go through a brutal process of purges and integration.

After the integration, Jiangnan will hardly pose a threat to the Central Plains in a short period of time. In this way, Yuan Gong in the north will have a chance.

It is conceivable that the combined efforts of these two places will not go all out. The main opponent of the Jiangnan power group is now the north.

Fujita Hideo knew in his heart that no matter whether the hunting plan was successful or not, Li Pinzhang and Chen Qimei would not end well.

Looking at the two people on the left and right, Fujita Hideo seemed to be looking at two fragrant roast geese, waiting for him to take a bite.

He knocked on the table lightly and laughed loudly: "Two generals, when they meet, they smile and forget their grudges. I think it's time for us to talk about serious matters!"

Chen Qimei and Li Pinzhang looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!