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Chapter 61

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    Gu Ming has received many letters from readers before, but this is the first time she has met a die-hard fan face to face.

    She stood up, reached out her hand, shook Feng Chen's hand in front of Feng Qu, and parted immediately.

    The handshake ceremony was introduced to China after the Revolution of 1911. Mr. Sun replaced the thousands-year-old kneeling ceremony with a new handshake ceremony and promoted it in the Tongmenghui. In recent years, it has become quite popular among young people and can be regarded as a new trend in the new era.  One of the trends.

    It¡¯s not like Feng Qu never shook hands with others when he followed Feng Boxiang to Peking in previous years. It was just a kind of social etiquette. However, when he saw Gu Ming shaking hands with Feng Chen, he still felt that this scene was a bit dazzling.

    Feng Chen doesn't talk much on weekdays and is a very independent person. Today, he met Gong Xiyuan. It was an unexpected joy to see Mr. Rongcheng. After being happy, he started talking more and almost turned into words.  Tuberculosis.

    The most eye-catching thing about Mr. Rongcheng is his battle with Tu Lei, which is still talked about even today.

    Feng Chen couldn¡¯t help but mention the wonderful scolding battle, danced with joy, even recited some of the original words in the article, and asked her about her creative experience.

    Gu Ming has never seen such a lovely reader. He was so upright that he never noticed that his brother, Marshal Feng, was getting darker and darker.

    But she was too lazy to care about Feng Qu's mood, and kept chatting with Feng Chen. Together with Gong Xiyuan, who was adding fuel to the fire, the three of them chatted in full swing, which invisibly isolated Feng Qu.

    Tang Ping stood silently beside him, unable to help the young marshal's situation, pretending that he was a pot of green plants, looking at his eyes, nose and heart.

    Before the meal was served, Feng Qu couldn't sit still. He stood up suddenly and pulled Gu Ming up: "Mama Lin made a tonic soup for you at home. It's almost time. Let's go back first!" Xiang Gongxi  Yuan said goodbye.

    Gong Xiyuan still had something to discuss with her, so he quickly stopped her and said, "Young Marshal, A Ming and I also have newspaper matters to discuss."

    Feng Qu's mask of politeness was already showing signs of cracking. Gu Ming could even guess the level of anger in his heart from the strength of his grip on her wrist: "Gongxi, let's meet up another day." Use the other hand  His free hand picked up the newspaper clipping from the table and he dragged it away.

    Feng Chen saw his brother and sister-in-law walking out a few steps, and quickly said goodbye to Gong Xiyuan, and repeatedly said: "Mr. Gongxi, I want to study abroad, and I would like to ask you some questions. I don't know if it is convenient to go to the newspaper office.  you?"

    Gong Xiyuan did not expect that Feng Qu actually had such a younger brother, so he smiled and said: "Welcome!"

    Feng Chen chased his brother and sister-in-law all the way: "Brother, wait for me!"

    The car stopped in front of the western restaurant. The driver opened the door. Feng Qu put Gu Ming in first, then got in and closed the door with a bang.

    Feng Chen ran a few steps slower. Unexpectedly, he would be rejected by Feng Qu. Taking advantage of Tang Ping's effort to pull away from the passenger seat, he got under his arm and said, "Adjutant Tang, you can take a rickshaw back by yourself!"

    The passenger door also slammed shut.

    The driver started the car. Tang Ping stood at the door of the western restaurant and watched the car drive out of his sight. He finally let out a long breath and decided to walk back slowly.

    ¡ª¡ªThe young marshal's expression was not very good. He had been holding back his anger all the way, and he might find someone to vent his anger on when he went back. The second young master was a bit stupid, and he actually rushed forward to get in touch with him.

    He thought happily: Maybe by the time he gets back, the young marshal will have finished losing his temper.

    Lin¡¯s mother had prepared dinner early in the morning, and Feng Chen was not idle at the dinner table. He kept chatting with Gu Ming and said shyly: ¡°Sister-in-law, I want to study medicine because the people in China are poor and the country is weak.  , studying medicine is the best way to see practical results. But I also admire writers. Good articles open up people's wisdom, change concepts, and promote national progress. Sometimes I really want to write articles, but I always fail to express my words when I pick up the pen.  "

    Gu Ming comforted him: "Actually, writing an article is not difficult. I have a lump in my chest and it's hard to relax. I just write it down to vent."

    Feng Qu was very dissatisfied: "Feng Chen, I can't even shut your mouth while eating!"

    Feng Chen looked at him with pity: "Brother, you don't understand! How can you, a soldier, understand this?" He also felt sorry for Gu Ming: "Actually, after reading my sister-in-law's article, I was deeply impressed by her talent.  It¡¯s a shame that my thoughts and ideas fell into your hands.¡±

    Gu Ming agreed with his opinion very much: "The second young master simply spoke my heart!"

    Feng Qu felt bad and wanted to kick him. The weak brotherhood was almost ruined by these two idiots: "You know the best. I think your father is right in not letting you study abroad. You are still confused at home."  Yes, can you worry less after leaving the country? After dinnerGet out of here!  "

    The wish is good, but it is a pity that Feng Chen is a master who will not give up until he achieves his goal. At best, he is persistent, at worst, he is stubborn. Before Feng Qu agreed to help him persuade Marshal Feng, he was determined not to leave Young Master.  Shuai Mansion.

    Feng Qu asked Tang Ping to drag him out, but Feng Chen actually used Feng Qu as a pillar to hug him and wouldn't let go: "I don't care, I don't care! Brother, you have no brotherhood! I'm just insisting on my own ambitions, please help me convince him."  Father, just send me abroad and that's it. Why do you want me to go to a military academy and share my power with you in the future?"

    Feng Qu: ""

    Gu Ming smiled so hard that her stomach ached: "Second Young Master, I think you guys are very weak brothers. If the Young Marshal is not willing to help you, why don't I introduce you to become a reporter for "Declaration"? It's like writing an article."

    Feng Qu was annoyed by the two of them singing and he glared at Gu Ming with a threatening look: "Go upstairs and stay quiet!" He tore Feng Chen off his body: "Go to the guest room and stay quiet for me!"

    Are you going to drive him away?

    Feng Chen thanked her profusely: "Brother, you are a good person! I take back what I said before. As long as you are devoted to my sister-in-law and don't attract wind and butterflies outside all day long, you can barely barely be worthy of Young Master Rongcheng."

    Gu Ming carried the newspaper clipping upstairs, holding on to the stairs and waving to Feng Chen: "Second Young Master, see you tomorrow!" After receiving Feng Qu's cold glance, she hurriedly turned around and pretended not to see it.

    Feng Chen: "See you tomorrow, sister-in-law!" Feng Qu, who couldn't bear it anymore, kicked him hard on the butt and almost fell down.

    Before Gu Ming closed the door, she heard his aggrieved voice: "Brother¡ª¡ª"

    Being able to turn Feng Qin's beastly anger into blue, she felt very accomplished and felt that today was a happy day.

    She closed the door, sat in front of the table, spread out the manuscript paper and prepared to copy the manuscript, with a faint smile on her lips.

    After forcing two noisy people away from downstairs at once, Feng Qu's ears were completely quiet.

    He returned to the study and told Tang Ping: "I remember I asked you to search the bedroom last time, and you also found the manuscripts of Guochen? Have you tortured the editor-in-chief of "Pin Bao"?"

    If it hadn¡¯t been for the young marshal¡¯s reminder, Tang Ping would have forgotten about Lu Liang, the editor-in-chief of Pinbao.

    "L¨¹ Liang was still in the military government's prison. Before he could be tortured, the young marshal rushed to the front line. My subordinates my subordinates forgot about this matter."

    He guessed what Feng Qu meant, peered into his face, and carefully pulled out a newspaper from a drawer under the bookshelf: "Young Marshal, the article about Chen Yuan Ke published in it was found by his subordinates in his concubine's bedroom.  In order not to make my concubine suspicious, I have put back the original manuscript as it is. This is an article that has been published and has been collected by my subordinates in every issue. Young Marshalif you want to torture Lu Liang, you can do it another day."

    He silently sympathized with his concubine and Lu Liang.

    Those political prisoners in the hands of Feng Qu in the military government prisons can testify: Marshal Feng interrogated the prisoners ruthlessly and ruthlessly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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