Feng Yong was thinking about how to deal with the relationship between Song Qingling and Sun Wen. Originally, he knew about Song Qingling's visit to the Northeast, and let Jing Tong be in charge of the reception, not because of Sun Wen's face, but because Feng Yong himself was curious about this Chinese strange woman who left her name in history. The reception is also out of courtesy. As for the meeting, there is no such time. After all, the Mongolian War was still at the most urgent time at that time, and Feng Yong did not have the leisure to pay tribute to historical celebrities. In addition, the current Song Qingling is only the female secretary of the rì alliance. Although because of her relationship with Sun Wen, she is the core of the Alliance, but unfortunately, she is young after all, and her qualifications and prestige cannot be compared with those old people of the Alliance. So Feng Yong just ordered Jing Tong to let him receive it, and he didn't say anything else. He has even forgotten about it.

"I didn't expect such an embarrassing thing to happen. It seems that I have to think carefully about the relationship with Sun Wen. "Even with Feng Yong's strength, it feels a little tricky. Sun Wen's ability was not valued by him, but Sun Wen's prestige was too high. Although there is no title of 'Father of the Nation' yet, the name of the first president of the Republic of China is much more real than Yuan Shikai's self-styled one. Moreover, after several years of development, especially Yuan Shikai's perverse actions, the opposition Kuomintang forces have developed rapidly, and now they have the prestige of the largest party in China. Moreover, most of the KMT members are cultural people, who have a great right to speak in the media field and have a great influence on public opinion. Although there was no contact between the Northeast and the Kuomintang. However, Feng Yong believed that with the development of the Northeast, contact with the Kuomintang was inevitable. Feng Yong didn't want to offend these people before he got in touch.

Feng Yong sat there pondering, but he was anxious for the bald old man who was standing at the bottom. Feng Yong has been constantly tempered, and the city government is already very deep. Although I can't achieve complete joy and anger, I can also control my emotions well. Therefore, the bald old seven just saw Feng Yong's eyes constantly changing, but his face did not change at all. But this only made Lao Qi even more worried.

"Old Seven, you don't have to worry about this matter. Let's go find Jingtong! Your intelligence forces are also part of the Assassins! Feng Yong said. The bald old seven gods were gloomy, although he had already guessed that this was the result, but when it really happened, it still made him a little gloomy.

"It's the young marshal!" Lao Qi didn't dare to hesitate at all. Otherwise, God knows if he will make it out of this yard alive. Although Feng Yong is not fond of killing, the power on his body is a heavy pressure on him. so that he can't have the heart to resist.

"Let your people shut up, if I hear bad rumors, don't blame Young Marshal Ben for not being emotional." When Lao Qi went out, Feng Yong's indifferent voice came. The cold sweat that dried up on the bald old seven's face suddenly came out again.

Song Qingling's situation Feng Yong should be clear. There is no need to let these people check again, but looking at the current situation, the relationship between Song Qingling and Sun Wen should have a butterfly effect because of themselves. If this is the case, Feng Yong will have to compete with Sun Wen. After all, Song Qingling is already his woman.

Backyard of the Doge's Palace.

"Madame, don't get up. Feng'er will serve you. Feng'er said pitifully standing in front of **. After Feng Yong left, Song Qingling was about to struggle to get up. It's a pity that her clothes have long been torn by Feng Yong, and her body has been seriously injured, and now she can sit with all her will to support. The new clothes Feng'er brought her couldn't wear them even if she wanted to.

"Don't call me Madame!" For a delicate little girl like Feng'er, even Song Qingling, who had suddenly undergone a big change, couldn't bear to be embarrassed.

"But, but. You and the young master live together, you should be called Madame! Feng'er said innocently.

Song Qingling was speechless, and she wanted to vomit blood in her heart. In a way. Feng'er's statement is not wrong. Although it is now a Republic of China, women are also influenced by certain progressive ideas. But the degree of openness is not enough to be ***. Even the children of a big family like the Song family, who are deeply influenced by Western thought, may not be able to bear the loss of virginity of a woman. And although she Song Qingling was very indifferent in front of Feng Yong, the pain in her heart was only known to her.

She thought of that outstanding figure. A tingling pain in my heart. If something like this happens to you, you are no longer qualified to be with him. Whenever she thought of this, even if she was Song Qingling, she felt unbearable pain. After all, the current Song Qingling is only twenty-three years old. Neither experience nor ability is yet fully formed. In the face of this kind of unexpected event involving major events in her life, she can't help but feel a little at a loss.

"Madam, now you are not suitable to get up**, it is better to rest and rest! The young master has already instructed the kitchen to cook the best Northeast old mountain ginseng for you, which is extremely good for nourishing the body. Feng'er will bring it to you now. Saying that, the little girl ran out in a hurry. Only the god is complicated by Song Qingling.

"Feng Yong! How could it be him? Song Qingling scratched her hair painfully. If it were someone else, Soong Qingling might still be able to accept it, but Feng Yong was a big warlord, and they wanted the target of the revolutionary party.

"That's not right! I slept in Xiangling's room last night. And Xiangling is Feng Yong's fiancée. Could it be ......" Song Qingling had a crying and laughing look on his face. Thinking of Feng Yong's words in the morning. Song Qingling implemented this idea in his heart.

"Oh my God, I'm not going to be bad, am I?" The more Song Qingling thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Northeast Feng Shaoshuai's information, she has been studying it during this time. Of course, he will not let go of Feng Yong's wives. But the more she learned, the more curious Song Qingling became about Feng Yong. What kind of person is he? The people of Tohoku will consider him a god, and the common people of Kannai will consider him a hero. The top brass of the Republic of China saw him as an unstable factor. The landlords and aristocrats thought he was a madman who dug into people's roots. ì himself believes that he is the embodiment of the devil. But through Feng Yong's control over the Northeast, it can be seen that he is a very ambitious and powerful person. In addition, he holds in his hand a jīng rui that can resist the armies of the great powers. But what is strange is that Feng Yong doesn't seem to have much interest in Guan Nei. With such a powerful army in his hands, he did not go to the Guannai to find soft persimmons to pinch, but went north to shake Russia and rob the Mongolian steppe. Such a strategy did not make her understand. It also makes others not understand.

Now the form of Kannai is becoming more and more confusing. In addition to the relatively stable southwest, other provinces and cities have already shown signs of warlord fighting. Coupled with the fact that the Kuomintang was stirring up the situation, the situation in the country became more and more chaotic. At this time, it should have been the time for the Northeast to march into the Guannai and plot the authority of the Society. No matter how bad it is, you should take Chahar, Suiyuan, and Rehe. But Feng Yong didn't, and even the troops in the northeast and the Chaharre River junction were not very strong.

"Mr. Sun, Qingling is sorry for you. Looks like I'm going to break my promise. There was no one in the room, and Song Qingling also let go of her feelings and sobbed quietly.

Feng Delin's return did not attract too many people's attention, and only Feng Yong and other high-level officials went to greet him. Judging from the physiognomy, this trip to the north made Feng Delin feel very good. The whole face was glowing red.

Back at the Governor's Palace, Feng Yong and Li Jun gathered together.

"Father, how's it going?" Feng Yong said.

"Your plan has worked. The Far Eastern Army retreated thirty miles, and I am afraid that it will not be able to move south within a year. And many of our people have already mixed into the Far Eastern Army. Yong'er, you are really a god. How do you know that the Russian Far Eastern Army is just a paper tiger. Do you even know about their private recruitment of Chinese soldiers? Feng Delin said in surprise.

Feng Yong and Li Jun glanced at each other, smiled and said:

"It's nothing, in the early days of our intelligence system, Russia and Rì were the key targets of investigation. Plus the rotten mess of Russia now. The Russian governor is not very repulsive to the Chinese, and it is not difficult for our people to blend in. As for knowing this kind of intelligence, it was also accidental. Feng Yong didn't say too much detail. This matter is the most confidential matter in the Northeast, and only Feng Yong, Li Jun, and Jing are informed in the entire Northeast.

At that time, the thorn only blended into the Far East. It was only with the sudden change in the situation and the addition of some of Feng Yong's secret methods that today's situation was brought about step by step.

"Yong'er, you tell you the truth, do you have any thoughts about Siberia?" Feng Delin looked at Feng Yong with burning eyes.

Feng Yong nodded. There's nothing to hide from this.

"Do you want to regain the territory that you ceded with Manchu or do you want to swallow all of Siberia?" Feng Delin's breathing was a little short, and even Li Jun looked at Feng Yong. Although he participated in the layout of Siberia, he was not clear about Feng Yong's ultimate strategic goals.

"The latter!" Feng Yong gently spit out two words, causing Feng Delin and Li Jun to gasp.

"Young master, young master, it's not good, Madam is gone!" Feng'er ran into Feng Yong's study in a hurry. Feng Yong has been relatively comfortable these days, and the security army does not have a major strategic task now, and his father and Li Jun are in charge. He can also be more relaxed.

Feng Yong paused for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Got it." Don't tell anyone about it. Go back to school! ”

As soon as she heard that she was asked to go to the school, Feng'er's little face fell.

"Young master, can people not go to the academy? Didn't you say that people came back to live? Feng'er looked at Feng Yong pitifully with big eyes.

Feng Yong smiled, this girl is really cute. was not in a good mood because of her. Feng Yong deliberately said with a straight face: "I meant to let you come back to live, but I didn't say that I wouldn't let you go to the academy." It is absolutely not allowed to talk about conditions in the affairs of going to school. Otherwise, the young master will be spanked. ”

"Yes!" Feng'er went out aggrieved.

"Song Qingling, you really don't belong to me. Let's go! Hopefully we'll have a chance to say goodbye. Feng Yong smiled wryly. He also went to see her many times this day, but Song Qingling never gave him a good face. That stubbornness made Feng Yong realize that this woman might not be able to keep him. Things turned out to be as he expected, and Song Qingling left.

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