The President sent someone to welcome him. What a glory it was. No wonder Zhao Jiayong made great efforts to block the platform and serve as a guard of honor. He thought that he became the general, and the buddies in Beijing also added a lot of glory to their faces and boasted a lot on weekdays.

I remembered that when I first came to Beijing five years ago, I got off at Zhengyangmen Railway Station. At that time, I was still an ignorant little bandit in Kanto. I was wearing an old sheepskin coat and holding a sharp blade. I also observed the locomotive for a long time. Now I am a great general. I have dozens of followers alone. The past is as sad as yesterday. I feel sad. There seems to be a thin light blue figure in front of me.

When the attendant saw Chen Zikun in a daze, he thought he was moved by the invitation of the president. He smiled and said, "The president is waiting, Marshal Chen, please."

"Please." Chen Zikun made a gesture of invitation. The horseman put a scarlet cloak on his shoulder. He walked out of the railway station. Hundreds of passengers were stopped by the station police. He waited for the majestic coach to leave the station before he was released.

After leaving the station, the attendant and military officer looked at the dozens of guards behind Chen Zikun, feeling a little embarrassed: "You can't lead troops when you meet the president."

Chen Zikun sent the guards to his residence in Dongwenchang Hutong first, and only brought an adjutant into the presidential palace and headed straight to Xinhua Palace.

Xinhua Palace is Zhongnanhai. In the past, the royal garden of the Qing Dynasty, the President summoned the Jiangdong Military Supervisor Chen Zikun at the Ziguang Pavilion. Cao Kun was wearing a black satin jacket, with a shiny bald head, and his two beards were trimmed very delicately. Chen Zikun saluted and said loudly: "Chen Zikun, the Military Supervisor of Jiangdong Province, met with the President."

Cao Kun laughed: "It's indeed my direct-line Qianli horse, not bad, not bad, sit down and watch the tea."

Chen Zikun sat down with a big golden sword and said politely: "After the old coach took office as president, his complexion became better and better."

Cao Kun said: "It's not up to you juniors to help me, the president, to be more secure. Zi Kun, tell me how you took down Jiangdong Province. I really want to hear it."

So Chen Zikun talked about how he attracted the main force of the provincial army, how to attack the provincial capital, and how to stabilize the situation. After reuniting Duan Haixiang's troops, Cao Kun nodded and praised: "The army is in danger, that is, you, Chen Kunwu, have the courage."

"The President has praised it. I just learned some basic knowledge from Yushuai." Chen Zikun was quite modest.

Cao Kun waved his hand: "Ziyu and I are old, and we will rely on you young people in the future. I think you are much better than the little sixth son of the Zhang Yuting family. I heard that you are brothers who worship me?"

Chen Zikun said: "I am indeed a friend of Hanqing, and that's what happened in the ninth year of the Republic of China."

Cao Kun said: "So Xiao Liuzi is still capable of knowing heroes with a keen eye. However, if the brothers are brothers, they should fight when they go to the battlefield. Zhang Zuolin and I are still in-laws. Now we are not starting a war."

Chen Zikun said: "What the President said is that the humble position can be clearly distinguished."

Cao Kun said: "This time I asked you to come here to deal with Zhang Zuolin and his son. We are not hiding our own family. Ziyu has worked very hard in Shanhaiguan. The Feng army has not been idle for the past two years. I have bought a lot of machine guns, cannons and armored vehicles, and recruited many foreign students from military academy to be officers. I have improved a lot of combat power. After a month of war, almost 10,000 people have died."

Chen Zikun was solemn. Ten thousand casualties were indeed too great. During the last Zhi-Anhui War, although the battle was so fierce, only a hundred people died in the unified throne. Now the war is really different from the past.

Cao Kun said, "So I remember you. Among the Zhili generals, you are the best at using surprise troops. Ziyu and I discussed it. I want you to lead a brigade of elite troops to attack Huludao in the rear of the Fengtian army on a boat and copy Zhang Zuolin's retreat. Do you think it can be done?"

Chen Zikun said without hesitation: "Of course the solution discussed by the President and Yushuai will do."

Cao Kun laughed: "Then it's settled, it's getting late, so stay for dinner."

Chen Zikun refused: "Let's not bother me."

Cao Kun was quite surprised. Someone refused to give the banquet to the president and said, "Is it a tiring journey? It doesn't matter. We have a bathhouse here. I'll let Li Yanqing knock it on you to keep it relaxing and promoting blood circulation."

Chen Zikun said: "How dare you bother General Li? Beizhi is in a hurry to go home because his son is pregnant."

Cao Kun said: "Then we have to celebrate even more. Which family does Mrs. Zun belong to?"

Chen Zikun said: "Mizhi's father-in-law is Yao Qizhen, vice president of the Bank of Communications."

Cao Kun nodded: "It's him, I remember, let's do it, I'll call your wife to come and have dinner together, and meet the inner family members by the way. Everyone should walk around more in the future."

Chen Zikun had no choice but to agree.

...

My husband finally returned to Beijing but didn't go home first, but Yao Yilei was so angry that she was losing her temper. Suddenly the phone rang. He picked up the receiver and said slowly with a Baoding accent: "Is it Mr. Yao Qizhen's mansion?"

"My daddy is not here." Yao Yilei hummed angrily, and was about to drop the phone, Baoding said in an accent: "Is it Mrs. Chen?"

"Who are you?" Yao Yilei was still not angry.

"Haha, I'm Cao Kun."

"What Cao Kun, I don't know you." Yao Yilei hung up the phone.

Mrs. Yao came over with the fruit: "Leilee was angry again. Did Xiao Chen call and say he wouldn't have dinner at home tonight?"

Yao Yilei said: "He is a heartless person who doesn't call home. He is a messy person named Cao Kun."

"What, Cao Kun?" Mrs. Yao was so shocked that the fruit plate fell to the ground. How many people in Beijing were called Cao Kun! That was the President.

Yao Yilei also came back to the point that she was confused by the anger and actually forgot that the president was called Cao Kun, and that she was from Baoding.

The phone rang again, Yao Yilei didn't dare to answer, and Mrs. Yao insisted on calming herself and picked up the receiver: "Hey, Yao Mansion."

There was a polite baritone there: "This is the attendant of the Presidential Palace, and the President invited Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Yao to the banquet..."

Mrs. Yao hummed and hahaha, after calling for a long time, her eyes shone, she finally put down the microphone and said excitedly: "The President invites us to the Xinhua Palace for dinner. This is a great thing."

"What a good thing?" Yao Qizhen entered the door and was taking off his suit jacket.

Mrs. Yao said: "You are here just right. Please help me with the staff. The President invites me to dinner. What clothes should I wear and what jewelry should I wear?"

Yao Qizhen was also stunned. The president held a banquet to treat his wife. The sun came out from the west? You must know that he is a remnant of the old Anhui clan and is far away from the political center. But after thinking about it, he realized that this is based on his son-in-law's face. Chen Zikun is already a provincial supervisor and a chief official. Even if he is a president, he must win over him.

Without further ado, the Yao family immediately dressed up and prepared several exquisite small gifts to the president's wife. After working for an hour, they finally prepared to stop and set off in the car.

Although there was a war on the Shanhaiguan line, the city of Beijing was still in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. Camels were walking leisurely at the base of the imperial city, and the carts transporting coal and water were parked on the street. The sky was covered with red clouds. The Forbidden City was towering under the night sky. Although the walls were mottled and peeling, the emperor's spirit was still there.

The car was released after a brief inspection at the gate of Xinhua Palace. The president did not invite Yao Qizhen, so the mother and daughter came here. It was the first time they entered Zhongnanhai, and they didn't have enough eyes. After all, it was a royal garden, and it was so grand, especially those servants and military officers who were tall and uniformed in military uniforms were simply pleasing to the eye.

The president gave a banquet, and everyone gathered together. The atmosphere was so harmonious. Finally, when I saw Chen Zikun, the resentment in Yao Yilei's heart had already disappeared. He touched Chen Zikun's cheek while it was not paying attention and sighed: "You are black and thin." Chen Zikun touched Yao Yilei's belly and said: "Are you good recently?"

This banquet can only be regarded as a family dinner. Cao Kun's wife, several concubines, and the wife of the Beijing Security Commander were also present. A group of women talked about everything, from Beijing's fur to Shanghai's fashion, and giggled from time to time. Mrs. Yao has not been in the political and social circle for a long time. Today, she suddenly came to the core circle of the first lady, and was so excited that she was talking nonsense. Fortunately, she was also a person with a wink and would not make people annoyed when she said the wrong words.

Mrs. Cao likes Yao Yilei very much and praises her gentleness and virtuousness. Yao Yilei shyly leans her head on Chen Zikun's shoulder, but Cao Kun laughs and says, "Zikun, your wife is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. I wonder if you, a tiger general, want to listen to your wife's orders at home."

Chen Zikun said ashamed: "We respect each other, and no one must listen to anyone's regulations."

A bunch of jewel-like wives praised Chen Zikun for being a new-school person who knew how to respect women was much better than those who only led troops to fight.

"If you want to respect women, Feng Huanzhang is also one. He and this lady are just as good as the one in Beijing." Cao Kun said while stroking his beard.

Chen Zikun said: "I don't know where Feng Jianyue is now?"

Cao Kun said: "Telemen to guard Gubeikou and deal with Zhang Zuolin, he must be the mighty general."

After the banquet, according to the custom, we had to play eight circles of mahjong. The president was very addicted to cards and his wives were all in the battlefield for a long time. Mrs. Yao was prepared and brought enough cash and checks. However, Yao Yilei was pregnant and couldn't stay up late, so she resigned. Cao Kun said, "Don't leave. There are empty rooms in Xinhua Palace, with a bathroom and a bathroom. Stay at will, let Xiao Chen play cards with me."

Chen Zikun looked embarrassed.

Cao Kun smiled and said, "You are thinking about Xiao Xiao Chen in your wife's belly. I think this child will definitely be more promising than you in the future. Our direct department will add another tiger general. I will write a piece of calligraphy for this child."

The attendant observed his words and expressions, immediately spread out rice paper, and served him with his pen and ink. Cao Kun wrote a refreshing stroke of the tiger.

The president was so enthusiastic that Chen Zikun and his wife had to stay. Mrs. Yao was eager to play cards with these high-ranking wives in Xinhua Palace, even if they lost thousands or tens of thousands of yuan, it didn't matter.

As the night became darker, outside Anding Gate in Beijing, a team of soldiers with white towels on their right arm came winding up with torches, and with the defenders on the city walls, they used flashlights to each other's code words. The confined city gate slowly opened, and the army outside the city rushed in like a tide.

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