Wang Lingji's mind spun extremely fast, and he made a new choice almost instantly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He stopped pulling Commander He, turned his head and shouted at the adjutant:

"Take your soldiers and retreat...! Remember! It's going to disappear cleanly, and don't leave any handles behind......"

"Yes!"

The order was carried out quickly, and the adjutant with Wang Lingji's soldiers exited the dock at a faster speed than when they came, as if they had never appeared.

With such a sharp action, at first glance, it is a well-trained elite, and I don't know how much effort Wang Lingji spent to cultivate these two regiments. Showing his family background today, it is clear that he wants to do a big job, but now that he has retreated so simply, Commander He can't help but be a little confused.

"General Wang, you... Which one are you singing about? ”

"What? Don't you want me to withdraw my troops? Don't worry~ I won't embarrass Huang Haoran anymore... Now... The situation has changed......"

Wang Lingji shook off Commander He and laughed as he straightened out his military uniform. It's easy to see that his happiness comes from the heart.

"Old general, I can't figure it out, please advise ......"

Commander He was really tormented by the curiosity in his heart, so he had to lower his posture and seek advice from Wang Lingji.

"For the sake of your respect for me just now, I'll tell you about it... The reason why I say that the situation has changed is because Huang Haoran has now become the son-in-law of our Sichuan people. When Yang Sen made this move, he shouldn't have thought so long-term, but it could be regarded as a crooked ......."

"Didn't you just say that Yang Wenna wouldn't compete for favor and couldn't hold Huang Haoran? How can I ...... now?"

"You, what a melon baby! You don't think with your brain, but you can see with your eyes, right? All hugged together~ What does it mean? It must be raw rice made into cooked rice! This kind of thing, I have experience! How old is Huang Haoran this year? has been single for so many years, and now I am holding a young daughter-in-law who is more than a teenager and like a flower, but I am afraid that I don't even have a soul~ In the future, I will not be able to hold Yang Sen's daughter in the palm of my hand? When the wind blows on the pillow, he Huang Haoran still has to be obedient? ”

Wang Lingji shook his head and shook his head when he spoke, as if he could fully understand Huang Haoran's thoughts: "Those who have been abandoned since ancient times are all yellow-faced women. Even the highest authorities were no exception, abandoning the chaff and marrying the Miss Song family. In other words, Huang Haoran is really similar to the highest authorities, and they all fucking like the new and hate the old......"

Although the idea is a bit dirty, it is not unreasonable. Huang Haoran and Yang Wenna are more than ten years apart, and they can be regarded as old husbands and young wives. If you think about it, in such a family, the young wife will always be more powerful.

Men like women, especially young and beautiful women. And at present, the mainstream of society believes that for the sake of popularity, occasionally doing some ridiculous things, it is also a good story to spread it.

From the end of the Qing Dynasty to the beginning of the Republic of China, such "good stories" were basically staged every year.

"In this case, shouldn't we pay homage to Commander Yang's disciples? The son-in-law is a second-class general, and the in-laws are the highest authority...... It seems that in the future, this Sichuan, I'm afraid that the surname is either Jiang or Yang ......"

Commander He thinks about the future, but Wang Lingji wants now. The Central Army's all-round entry into Sichuan was absolutely unacceptable.

"In the next few days, Sichuan will definitely have the surname Yang, as for whether the surname Jiang will be in the future, it depends on whether our brother in the robe agrees!"

"It's not easy to deal with the highest authorities, right? For many years, Sichuan and the central government have always been rivers that do not interfere with well water, and if there is a confrontation, the Sichuan army may not be the opponent of the central army......"

Commander He was obviously not very optimistic about the prospects envisaged by Wang Lingji, and his mood was rather pessimistic.

"If there is no Huang Haoran, our Sichuan army really has no chance of winning...... And now, we can use Yang Wenna to pull Huang Haoran over and become the help of our Sichuan army...... The highest authorities assigned the five counties of Yibin to the 25th Group Army as a garrison area, just to make Huang Haoran the vanguard of the Central Army's intervention in Sichuan. Then let's cut off his vanguard and frustrate his spirit! Yang Wenna is the fastest knife ......"

These words are in line with the saying, "Wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and color is a steel knife that scrapes bones." As for whether it can bear it, it depends on Huang Haoran's determination.

After a short while, Huang Haoran's steamer docked at the pier. The boatman threw out the cable, the pedals were quickly installed in place, and Huang Haoran, who had been on the boat for several days, once again trampled the land under his feet.

"The humble position is He Dazhao, the commander of the garrison command, welcome to Chief Huang~ You have worked hard along the way......"

"Huang Yougong ~ hard work ~ contemptible Wang Lingji, we met at the military meeting in Wuhan...... According to the rank and position, I also have to call you sir~"

Compared with Commander He's bow, Wang Lingji obviously cherishes feathers.

As the veteran of the Sichuan army, he didn't want to fall too far behind in front of Huang Haoran. Once the posture is too low, you will lose the confidence to bargain with the other party, and Wang Lingji, who has been rolling in the officialdom for many years, knows this well.

Therefore, he can cheekily call Huang Haoran "Yougong", and he did not call Huang Haoran a sir.

During the Republic of China, the title "Gong" was a social etiquette, and "Yougong" was just an honorific title, and the relationship between the two parties was still equal. If Huang Haoran is called a chief, it means that there is a superior-subordinate relationship between them, and Wang Lingji will be a head shorter.

It's just that Huang Haoran was a little embarrassed by Wang Lingji's "Yougong".

Chief Li, the word Delin, people like to call him Li Degong, Xiao Zhuge Bai Chongxi word Jiansheng, known as Bai Jiangong, the highest authority's surname is Jiang Zhongzheng, the word Kai-shek, and the person is always called Jiang Jiegong, but I didn't expect that today, I actually became "Huang Yougong"~

Calling a young man in his thirties "Gong", this old man of Wang Lingji is really not an ordinary cheeky person.

Huang Haoran was embarrassed to speak, but Yang Wenna, who was following him, didn't need to scruple at all, she was completely amused by Wang Lingji, holding her stomach and laughing.

"Huang Yougong? Ha ha...... Uncle Wang, you actually call him Yougong? ”

Wang Lingji looked at Yang Wenna with a smile, looking like a kind elder.

"Girl, you still peed on me when you were a child~ Me and your father Yang Sen, those are two brothers with their heads on the ground, what's the matter? Before you passed the door, you came to protect your husband? ”

Yang Wenna was thin-skinned, and when she was teased by Wang Lingji like this, her cheeks suddenly turned red, as if she was drunk, she was extremely ashamed, so she stomped her little feet and said urgently: "It's my father's brother, how can I make fun of my niece?" You... You... Disrespectful ...... for the old"

"Good niece, don't be shy, your Uncle Wang is so happy, I can find such a good husband, I am relieved to ......" (To be continued.) )