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Chapter 44: Military training (2)

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    After sunset, the city of Shenyang is still dimly lit.  The streets with four thoroughfares, five alleys, eight streets and nine moors are brightly lit, and Shenyang¡¯s main street, Shengli Avenue, is even more brightly lit.  At night, the whole city is still bustling with traffic and people, and row upon row of high-rise buildings are brightly lit with neon lights.

    Sitting in the car, Zhang Xueliang looked at the prosperous scenes of singing and dancing flashing past the car window, but he fell into deep worry in his heart.  Due to the internal and external stability, the peaceful construction of the northeastern hinterland gradually became colorful and luxurious.  This reminded him of the Eight Banners soldiers of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties who entered the customs in history. The brave and capable Eight Banners soldiers also lost their fighting spirit to advance in the red and greenery, and their vigor and fighting spirit were worn away by the feasting and feasting.  Zhang Xueliang secretly vowed: Northeast China, the bargaining chip for the rejuvenation of the entire nation that he holds tightly in his hands, must not rot.

    Amid deep worries, Zhang Xueliang¡¯s motorcade arrived at the entrance of Shenyang Hotel.  Liu Duoquan next to him gently reminded Zhang Xueliang, who was wandering in a daze: "Young Marshal, we are here." The guards officers and soldiers of the Guard Regiment had already decisively and skillfully controlled all the commanding heights near here; the entrance was heavily guarded, with more than a dozen capable officers  The guards were vigilantly guarding; a large number of plainclothes people in the crowd were patrolling back and forth vigilantly.

    "Hahaha" With a burst of hearty laughter, Zhang Jinghui, the Northeastern Minister of Commerce who was over 60 years old, came out of the hotel door to greet him surrounded by more than ten people.  Zhang Jinghui was energetic and full of energy. He turned to the people behind him with a smile and said, "The young marshal really gave us old guys face! In the midst of his busy schedule, he even took the time to have a casual meal with us. Our old faces are worth mentioning!"  "

    Amid everyone¡¯s smiles, Zhang Xueliang got out of the car.  Zhang Jinghui was full of enthusiasm, held Zhang Xueliang's hand and said with a smile, "Come, come, come! Marshal, please come with me!" Zhang Xueliang forced a smile, but unexpectedly found that besides Zhang Jinghui, Yuan Jinkai, Hu Yukun, Kan Chaoxi  When all the important officials from the Northeast business community and the government were present, my suspicion gradually became clear.

    Zhang Jinghui led Zhang Xueliang to the box with a bright face, while introducing the people around him one by one: "Young Marshal, please let me introduce you. This is Wu Fugen, our great businessman and philanthropist in the Northeast.  Sir, this is President Ding, this is Director Ju, and this is Manager Qu" Zhang Xueliang looked coldly at Wu Fugen beside him, who had a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, oily hair, pink face, a luxury suit, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.  .  Seeing Zhang Xueliang looking at him, Wu Fugen immediately burst into laughter and stretched out his hands in a hurry.  Zhang Xueliang looked at the gold teeth exposed when he smiled with disgust, ignored him, turned around and continued walking inside.  Under Zhang Jinghui's warm greeting, everyone walked around Zhang Xueliang like stars and walked into a luxurious box on the second floor.

    Everyone at the banquets inside stood up and said in unison: "Hello, Young Marshal!"

    Zhang Xueliang nodded slightly in return.  After everyone sat down one by one, Hu Yukun quickly ordered: "The young marshal is here, why don't you hurry up and serve the food!"

    Following his call, more than a dozen beautiful waitresses filed in like a meteor, and Zhang Xueliang was stunned with a steady stream of delicacies.  The rare Northeastern specialty dishes include: steamed bear paws with honey, Korean ginseng stewed hen soup, stewed deer fetus, tiger bone soup, etc.; there are even many southern dishes that are very rare in the Northeast, such as steamed bird's nest, three delicacies from the Yangtze River, and Suzhou hairy crabs  Wait; the rice is also shark fin rice, a famous dish in Pingjin, and the wine is aged Maotai shipped from Guizhou.

    "Come, come, come, Marshal, this is an ivory dish produced in the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau. It used to be a tribute to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. You try it first" Yuan Jinkai hurriedly stood up and picked up the dishes for Zhang Xueliang, and everyone quickly followed suit.

    Looking at these high-priced birds and beasts in front of him, Zhang Xueliang felt a kind of anger burning in his heart.  Although I am not that diligent and frugal, I at least set an example by not being wasteful or extravagant. Thinking back to the time when I went to the front line of fire to write a suicide note during the Northeast Campaign, I truly felt as if I was dead, supervising the army and supervising the war. The Korean War was very difficult for me, and I stayed up all night and day.  Dadan is paying attention to the battle situation and commanding the troops in the Border Defense Department Could it be that he has defended his homeland to be ruined by these bastards in front of him?

    A smile emerged from the corner of Zhang Xueliang's mouth, a bitter smile.  He thought of Chiang Kai-shek. Chiang Kai-shek also strongly advocated honesty and simplicity. He himself never drank anything but boiled water. However, the officials at all levels of the National Government and the four major families under his leadership squeezed the entire Chinese people to make money.  Now I look so much like Lao Jiang!  Could it be that by leading by example, one can only achieve the same results as Chiang Kai-shek?

    Zhang Jinghui and others did not seem to notice that Zhang Xueliang's face was getting darker and darker, and they continued to talk and laugh.  Zhang Jinghui smiled and joked: "Oh, us old guys are just enjoying a little bit of the glory of following the old commander, and the young commander is like this"Officials from all provinces, cities, counties and towns in the region shall disclose the total property of themselves and their immediate family members to the Ministry of Procuratorial Affairs and the Ministry of Public Security within five days; at the same time, the Independent Commission Against Corruption and the Medical Supervision Bureau will be established. I will strengthen the management of government officials and the Northeastern pharmaceutical industry.  , control and supervision.  "

    "Yes! Young Marshal!" Gao Shen's eyes were bright and he saluted solemnly.

    At noon, the streets in Shenyang were deserted, and the Workers and Peasants Square was even more crowded.  Six people, Zhang Jinghui, Yuan Jinkai, Hu Yukun, Kan Chaoxi, Li Changlin, and Cong Zhifu, were tied up in six open-top police cars.  Zhang Jinghui, Yuan Jinkai, Hu Yukun, Kan Chaoxi and Li Changlin had wooden signs hung around their necks, with the three characters "corruption criminal" prominently written on them; while Cong Zhifu's sign had the words "profiteer" written on it.  The more than 100,000 Shenyang residents who were watching were very excited. People cursed and scorned, and threw stones and rotten vegetable leaves at the prisoners on the bus.  Reporters from all over the world scrambled for cameras and took photos, and reporters from Shenyang Broadcasting Agency also published reports to the entire Northeast in real time.

    In the center of the Workers¡¯ and Peasants¡¯ Square, six gallows stood eerily.  Hundreds of military police and military police maintained order at the scene majestically. The armed police unceremoniously pulled Zhang Jinghui and others out of the car and dragged them to the execution platform.  Cheng Haozhi, the president of the Shenyang High Court, sat solemnly on the rostrum and announced their charges one by one with a microphone: "The defendant Zhang Jinghui is guilty of serious corruption, accepting bribes and dereliction of duty. According to Northeast China's "Integrity Management Regulations"  ¡± and Marshal Zhang¡¯s personal review, deprivation of all positions and sentenced to hanging!"

    Zhang Jinghui went to die with a calm face; Yuan Jinkai and Kan Chaoxi collapsed on the ground with ashen faces; Li Changlin and Cong Zhifu had already been frightened to the point of incontinence; while Hu Yukun was still struggling desperately, twisting his body, kicking his legs, and shouting wildly  Said: "Young Marshal! Young Marshal, spare your life! I am a meritorious person, and I can make up for it! I don't want to die I don't dare to do it anymore Young Marshal, please be merciful"  Two armed policemen dragged him to the gallows without ceremony, put on a black cloth noose, and then put a noose around his neck. Several other people were also put on black cloth nooses and nooses.

    Cheng Haozhi looked at his watch and announced sternly: "The time has come, prove your identity and execute the hanging!"

    Following the order, the law enforcement criminal police officers immediately pulled the trap door at the feet of the prisoners. The prisoners fell into the hole together, their necks were tightly strangled by the noose, and their bodies were suspended in the air.  At first, several people kept struggling on their feet, but gradually there was no movement.  Fifteen minutes later, several military doctors came forward to check and reported: "All criminals will be brought to justice."

    Cheng Haozhi nodded solemnly and signaled to the funeral parlor staff nearby. More than a dozen staff members immediately stepped forward to unload the bodies of Zhang Jinghui and others, load them into cars, and transport them to the crematorium for cremation.  The crowd at the scene suddenly burst into thunderous cheers, "Young Marshal Zhang is wise!" and "Long live Marshal Zhang!" the slogans shook the sky.

    At this time, Zhang Xueliang was on a special train on the Siberian Railway from Harbin to Moscow.  He is about to go to Moscow to meet with Stalin, and then fly to Berlin to meet with the most important ally in the Northeast, Adolf Hitler, the head of Nazi Germany, to start his European trip.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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