"Produced by yourself?" Song Qingling's heart was greatly shaken. To know. To be able to produce automobiles, however, requires a high industrial base. After all, cars are already very sophisticated machines. And cars are extremely expensive. Except for the wealthy, ordinary people can't afford to sit down. This makes the car a symbol of the status of the wealthy. Limited to the technical base and origin, the current cars are basically not much different. They are all European styles, and the car that Song Qingling and they are sitting in is simple, but there are some differences in appearance, and some places have the characteristics of traditional Chinese culture. Judging by these places, Dewey was not lying. The Northeast does have the ability to produce cars independently.

Han Xiangling didn't know much about these things. So I don't think it's a big deal that Tohoku can produce cars. But the changes in Yingkou are real. The population is larger. The house is tall. The streets are also clean. On top of that, you can see black smoke coming out of the chimneys outside the county. There are also many shops on the street, and there are many goods to choose from. If it weren't for listening to the shouting with Northeast characteristics, Han Xiangling would still think that she was in Japan.

"Yingkou has changed so much!" Han Xiangling couldn't help but say: "I remember that when I first left at the beginning of the year, there were only five or six shops here, there was no one in the factory, there were only two warehouses, and there were not many goods. But compared to the present, it is simply unthinkable. ”

Dewey smiled and didn't say much, as a subordinate, he still didn't talk much about the big boss's guests, otherwise it would cause them to feel dissatisfied, and it would not be a good thing to reach the ears of the big boss.

"Sister Xiangling, can you tell me what the Northeast looked like? Sister, I'm really curious! Song Qingling said to Han Xiangling with a smile, from Dewey's subtle attitude, Song Qingling knew that this guy was a very strict person, and it would be difficult to get useful information from him. Although Song Qingling is not a spy, she has helped Sun Wen deal with confidential matters for a long time, making her unexpectedly sensitive to some hidden things. As a force to be reckoned with in the political arena of the Republic of China, Song Qingling wants to understand and go deeper, so that he can help Sun Wen in the Northeast in the future. It can be said that Song Qingling is a patriotic woman and an infatuated woman. She is willing to put down her identity to collect intelligence in the Northeast, and a big reason is for Sun Wen.

Looking at Song Qingling and Han Xiangling, who were sitting in the back chattering, a gleam flashed in the eyes of Dewey, who was sitting in the co-pilot. As a formal intelligence officer, he is not a simple Han Xiangling, from Song Qingling's actions, he feels an unknown mystery, and his intuition tells him that Song Qingling seems to be investigating something. This feeling filled his heart with vigilance.

Of course, now that Song Qingling is Feng Yong's guest, he can't do anything, but he has already decided that he must tell his top Jing Tong about this matter as soon as he goes back. After all, who knows if Song Qingling will be unfavorable to the young marshal. If something happened to the young marshal because of Song Qingling, they would probably be to blame.

Chatting with Han Xiangling along the way, Song Qingling basically understood the original situation in the Northeast, and then compared it to the present, Song Qingling found that in just over half a year, such an amazing change has taken place in the Northeast. Originally, under the cognition of these revolutionary parties, Feng Yong should be a big warlord, exactly the same as Yuan Shikai, Duan Qirui, Feng Guozhang and the large and small overseers in various places. They are all national moths for their own benefit. The information obtained by the Kuomintang also told Soong Qingling that the overseers in various places were powerful and prosperous in the local area, and regarded themselves as the emperor of the soil. This makes the Republic of China a nominally unified but in fact fragmented and weak country.

Song Qingling, who is studying abroad, has more patriotism than ordinary people, because she knows that in the West, in Europe and the United States, and even in Japan, the status of Chinese is extremely low, and they belong to a category of people who can be bullied by anyone. The Chinese are the most simple people in the world, and wherever there are big projects in the world, there are indispensable Chinese laborers, and it can be said that the Chinese laborers have built railways and bridges with their blood and sweat. But their hard work is still in exchange for countless humiliations. This is also the fundamental reason why Soong Ching-ling devoted himself to the revolution. Her admiration for Sun Wen is also based on Sun Wen's dedication to the country.

But the Tohoku seen through the car window, flat roads, thriving commercial trade. Farmers can be seen at work in the fields far away from the road. In the rural areas of the Kannai, there are few cattle and horses, and other domestic animals that help the owners farm the land, but they are everywhere outside the Kansai. The faces of the laborers repairing by the highway also showed a healthy flush, which was completely different from the faces of the Chinese laborers who worked for the foreign powers in the West. All this shows that the people of Northeast China are living in abundance, and even the livelihood of the laborers is guaranteed. The heartfelt smile on the faces of the farmers working in the distance shocked Song Qingling even more. Song Qingling didn't think that someone would fake, after all, with her identity, she didn't have the qualifications to make people fake. That shows that the officials in the Northeast are clear and clear, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

"Can warlords also bring stability to the people?" For the first time, Song Qingling's heart had doubts. What he saw and heard in the Northeast completely overturned the image of the warlord depicted by Sun Wen. In Sun Wen's mouth, in this era, the warlords represented by the local overseers were the source of China's poverty and turmoil. But he was also a warlord, and the Northeast became a pure land under the governance of the great warlord Feng Yong.

Because the railway from Fengtian to Yingkou had not yet been built, they could only take a car to Fengtian first, and then take a train north to Changchun. Limited to the quality of sedans in this era, the top speed of the Zhonghua Type 1 car is only more than 50 miles per hour. Far less than the eighty miles of the train. And the car is not as comfortable as the train, but after all, it is much faster to take a car than a horse-drawn carriage. A few people also have no problem with taking the car.

"Fengtian City is still so majestic. And it doesn't look like much has changed from the original. Han Xiangling looked at a majestic giant city that appeared in the distance and said. Now Changchun, as the political center of Northeast China, has developed rapidly, and has surpassed Fengtian City in terms of city size and population, becoming the largest city in Northeast China, but it is far from the bottom line. After all, Mukden is a famous city in China, the land of the Manchu Dynasty. The Manchu Qing Dynasty blockaded the Northeast for so many years, and basically only Fengtian City, where the general Mukden was located, has developed greatly. Other cities are not even second-rate in the country. The current Tohoku is no longer just a big city. With the large number of people moving into the Northeast, one rural town after another appeared. Because of the employment of laborers, many family members of workers have also come to settle in Northeast China. Most of them went to the county towns in various places to beg for a living, which greatly expanded the scale of the county towns in the northeast, and the famous cities in the northeast were expanded one after another. It has developed in the direction of big cities.

"The walls of Mukden will certainly not change. The young marshal has decided to preserve Mukden Fortress as a historical ancient city in the northeast. The city wall, as well as the imperial palace before the Manchu Dynasty entered the customs, have been properly preserved. The young marshal said that these precious historical and cultural heritages should be left to our children and grandchildren. Now that it's broken, it's hard to recover. Jing Tong explained earlier. Of course, the main narrator is Song Qingling.

"Protecting cultural heritage? Unexpectedly, Northeast Feng Shaoshuai is still an elegant person. Song Qingling couldn't help but say. Speaking of Feng Yong, Han Xiangling's mood was obviously depressed.

Song Qingling sighed in her heart, could it be that this Han Xiangling really has something to do with Feng Yong, so that with Han Xiangling's relationship, he may be able to meet this legendary figure.

"Mr. Du, where should I go?" Han Xiangling said suddenly. Before Dewey could speak, Song Qingling was stunned by Han Xiangling's question. Isn't this Northeast Han Xiangling's hometown? How to go and where to ask Dewey's opinion?

Miss Han said with a smile, of course she went to Changchun. The boss said that Changchun will be Miss's home after Changchun. Although Dewey kept laughing, his smile couldn't help but shiver when he saw it in Han Xiangling's eyes. Unfriendly, absolutely unfriendly. What a humiliation for the runaway bride to her own big boss. Even if such a woman is ten times more beautiful, she can't ask for it. Besides, there are no beautiful women in the world, so there is no need to be her.

"Yes! Then go to Changchun! The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws. Han Xiangling said such a sentence lonely that made Song Qingling even more puzzled.

Hearing her words, Dewey, who was sitting in front, couldn't help but split an arc at the corner of his mouth, this expression Han Xiangling didn't notice, but Song Qingling, who was sitting next to her, saw it. It was a disdain, even a mockery. Could it be that Han Xiangling has done something unforgivable? By now, Han Xiangling's identity seems to have become more mysterious, which also makes Song Qingling more interested.

Everyone didn't stay too much in Fengtian City because they were going north, but it was this moment that Song Qingling saw something absolutely unimaginable. He saw some different kinds of labor. These laborers are tall and tall. Sitting is the most tiring work. There are also heavily armed soldiers guarding him. But the soldiers of the entire Mukden City seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing, and they naturally passed in front of those soldiers, and their eyes were full of respect when they looked at them.

"Mr. Du? What's going on? How can you let foreigners work as coolies? "Song Qingling is not sympathetic to foreigners, but he has always seen Chinese working as coolies for foreigners, and suddenly saw tall Caucasian people as coolies, Song Qingling was very shocked! What's more, these coolie foreigners are guarded by the army, and they themselves have a hint of military shadows, looking very much like prisoners of war. Thinking of the prisoners of war, Song Qingling suddenly thought that the Northeast was at war with the Russians, and these tall Russians were also very much in line with the body characteristics of the Russians. Thinking of this, Song Qingling's face could no longer hide her horror.

"Could it be...... Could it be that these are all prisoners of the Russian ** team? ”

(To be continued)