Chapter 315: The Night Banquet in the Ancient Capital

Mei Ting didn't think about it so much, she only had joy and sweetness in her heart, and felt that the two generals, Zhang Xueliang and Yang Hucheng, were really understanding, and everything said to my heart, and my good impression of them increased.

Entering the reception room, Mei Ting politely retired, and followed the adjutant to the back house to meet Miss Zhao Si, she knew that these three men were going to talk about big things, and at this time, if they couldn't see the level of their eyebrows, it would not be her Mei Ting, and besides, she did not forget the task given to her by Tang Qiuli, and had a good relationship with Zhang Yang's relatives.

I don't know what the three of them talked about, I asked for a drink and food halfway, and when it came out, the oriental desire to know, the refreshing morning breeze, from time to time sent the sound of the three people's talk and laughter.

When he said goodbye, he was already affectionately called "Brother Hanqing, Brother Hucheng, Brother Qiuli", Zhang Xueliang's expression became radiant and energetic, Yang Hucheng still stood with a smile, but there was a lot of sincerity and appreciation in his eyes.

As for what these three people didn't sleep all night and drank a little wine, what did they talk about, in view of the fact that the parties were tight-lipped and kept silent about the matter, the people around them asked anxiously and answered with a smile, and the specific content was ultimately unknown, and it became a mystery for the ages.

Tang Qiuli was in a good mood, sitting in the car, still seemed to be intoxicated with the atmosphere of last night, Mei Ting was beside him, smelling his full body of wine, wrinkling his cute little nose, it was the first time she saw Tang Qiuli after drinking.

Slightly drunk, his demeanor was relaxed, his face and body, so that the killing aura soaked in his bones, was gone, and his current appearance was a harmless and sunny big boy.

People who don't know him, how can they know that this big boy can command thousands of troops, and in an instant, there will be artillery fire, ambush corpses all over the ground, and kill people.

Mei Ting looked a little stupid, men are really strange animals, how many unknown sides they have, they didn't show it.

Tang Qiuli just wants to sleep well now, after so many days in Xi'an, he finally relaxed, and the wine was rising, he rushed to the marching bed, and there was a grand welcome banquet for Zhang Yang and Zhang Yang at night, but he didn't want to be sleepy and embarrassed.

Mei Ting covered Tang Qiuli with a quilt, this girl naturally took on the heavy responsibility of taking care of Tang Qiuli's life, the reason is that the division commander is surrounded by a large group of men, who are clumsy, how can they take care of it?

However, since Mei Ting took the position of Tang Qiuli's special assistant, Tang Qiuli's life is much more well-behaved, clean and organized, which can be said to have fundamentally changed.

Then, she quietly retreated, in the house, Tang Qiuli's faint and sweet little snoring sounded, outside, the guards stood solemnly, the summer morning breeze was slow, blowing the green leaves rustling and murmuring, the sun rose, and it was the beginning of a sunny day.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the bright lights covered the old face, the ancient capital of Xi'an, and became a dressed lady, coming to you.

Celebrities and nobles from all walks of life in Xi'an, dignitaries from both military and political circles, attended the welcome banquet tonight, and the topic of conversation was inseparable from the protagonist tonight, in an inconspicuous corner, holding wine glasses, three men who had a good conversation.

Because the banquet had not yet begun, people were interested in not bothering these three, nor did they dare to disturb them, they were not well-known figures in real power, Zhang Xueliang, deputy commander-in-chief of the army, navy and air force of the Nationalist Government and head of the Northeast Army, Yang Hucheng, commander-in-chief of the 17th Route Army, chairman of the Shaanxi Provincial Government, and director of the Xi'an Pacification Office, Tang Qiuli, commander of the 29th Army, commander of the North China Independent Division, and chairman of the Political Affairs Committee of the Jicha.

They are all princes, stomping on the ground and trembling figures, and the next seat is Miss Zhao Si and Mei Ting, I don't know why, Yang Hucheng's wife did not attend today's dinner.

The two of them are another pair of eye-catching focal figures, like two flowers blooming side by side, Chunlan and Autumn Chrysanthemum, each winning and excelling, it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and the two of them get along quite deeply, murmuring there, attracting people's attention.

Tang Qiuli was able to observe this Miss Zhao Si at close range, if there were roses left in addition to war in the twentieth century, then "Young Marshal" Zhang Xueliang and "Miss Zhao Si" Zhao Yidi are undoubtedly the most gorgeous pair.

At that time, Miss Zhao Si was only twenty-five years old, and it was the most beautiful and charming age in a woman's life, perhaps after many changes in life, washing away the lead, and the years condensed into a restrained temperament and beauty.

Tang Qiuli can only use an idiom to describe his feelings: "Hui Zhi Lanxin".

Mei Ting, who sat with her, is not inferior to Miss Zhao Si in terms of temperament and appearance, Mei Ting did not wear a military uniform today, but a cheongsam, outlining a graceful figure and elegantly attacking.

After some rich children and famous families with status, they frequently looked at Mei Ting's side, constantly inquired about her life experience, eager to try, couldn't hide their admiration, and didn't want to hug the beauty, Miss Zhao Si didn't have to think about it, but the beauty next to her was a new face, such a beautiful woman is really rare.

When they found out the actual situation, they were all depressed, stunned, and in terms of all conditions, they were far from the Tang general, and it was difficult to beat the horse.

At this moment, I don't know how many young people's hearts have been broken, looking at Tang Qiuli's eyes, there is a lot of envy and a little jealousy.

After the banquet began, the atmosphere was warm, Zhang Xueliang didn't know why, whether he touched the scene or felt it, suddenly let go of the taboo, and said loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this Tang general beside me is my hometown in the Northeast, after 918, I withdrew from the Northeast, my fellow countryman, in his hometown to hold high the banner of righteousness, raise his arms and shout, gathered a lot of capable people around him, in a few years, there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers and strong generals, between the white mountains and black waters, repeatedly hit the Japanese invaders, and the Kwantung Army was terrified and suffered heavy losses"

"I think of me Zhang Hanqing, there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but I have lost thousands of miles, the foundation of my ancestors has been lost, I came to this great northwest, and the Vermilion Red Army that is not the enemy, I fought to the death, think about it, Han Qing is ashamed of his hometown father, and he is really shameless to see his hometown."

After speaking, he drank everything in his hand in one gulp, Tang Qiuli noticed that Zhang Xueliang's eyes were shining with tears, this may be one of the reasons why Zhang Xueliang was able to send the Xi'an Incident, right?

However, these words are a bit taboo, and when they reach the ears of the old man in Nanjing, it is another trouble, and Zhang Xueliang's life will be even more sad.

Miss Zhao Si frowned slightly, looking at Zhang Xueliang's gaze, there was no lack of worry, obviously she didn't expect that in such a public occasion, her lover would say these words that could not be put on the table.

Yang Hucheng hurriedly played a round on the side, Han Qing drank too much, drank and talked, and after speaking, his sharp eyes swept the audience for a week, full of light, and the murderous intention loomed, and the people present were all shrewd people, who didn't know what Yang Hucheng meant.

Zhang Xueliang's words, stop tonight, don't spread the word, Zhang Xueliang in the end, or an outsider, Yang Hucheng is a tiger, he has been operating in Shaanxi for many years, his power is all over the province, and it is deep-rooted.

Zhang Xueliang also came to his senses, went downhill, pretended to have wine, played haha, and sent this matter over, everyone treated it as if nothing had happened, and Tang Qiuli couldn't help but say a few words.

The banquet didn't end until late, Tang Qiuli was forced to drink a lot of wine, and he still felt dizzy when he sat in the car, but he was in a very good mood, and he got along with Zhang Yang and the two very well, and the first purpose of coming to Xi'an was achieved.

Now, just wait for Professor Ouyang and them to come with good news, so that they can do it.

Tang Qiuli felt that his heart was hot, and he couldn't help but tear open his collar, and handed over a small handkerchief with a faint fragrance, he took it casually, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and a girl's body fragrance suddenly penetrated into his nostrils.

Tang Qiuli came to his senses, it was Mei Ting beside him, he looked at the handkerchief that had been wet with sweat embarrassedly, in a dilemma, Mei Ting couldn't help but smile when she saw his appearance.

To be honest, since Mei Ting was injured, her personality has changed a lot, and sometimes, Tang Qiuli almost doubts, is this still Mei Ting when they first met?

Especially tonight, Mei Ting showed another side of being a woman, all along, Tang Qiuli has regarded Mei Ting as a capable subordinate, at best a capable and beautiful subordinate.

And Mei Ting, who took off her uniform tonight, made him vaguely see Xiao Ling's shadow, but it was by no means the same, the two of them were like changing clouds, stored in Tang Qiuli's past and present, in terms of appearance, personality, and temperament, Mei Ting and Xiao Ling had no similarities, but Tang Qiuli felt that there was an extremely familiar thing, stored in Mei Ting's body.

Looking at Tang Qiuli's contemplative and uncertain face, Mei Ting opened her big beautiful eyes and looked at him inquiringly, not knowing why a simple and natural action would make Tang Qiuli's heart change so much.

She was smart not to ask, at this time, disturbing Tang Qiuli is what the most stupid woman will do, Mei Ting will not deliberately explore Tang Qiuli's inner thoughts, although she knows that in this boy, there will be many wonderful stories and many sad pasts, otherwise, he will not be young and full of flowers.

Mei Ting is an extremely smart girl, she can feel Tang Qiuli's resistance to her, and guesses that this resistance is a psychological struggle, and it must be related to another girl.

Although she wanted to know, who was the girl who took root in Tang Qiuli's heart? What kind of story happened between Tang Qiuli and her, and what happened when Tang Qiuli was in the Northeast? Mei Ting is eager to know.

Even so, Mei Ting did not try to ask Tang Qiuli once, she understood that when Tang Qiuli took the initiative to tell her a story from the past, it was the time when she reaped the fruits of love, and she carefully took care of the heat in her heart, and did not hesitate to change herself for this.

Mei Ting thinks it's worth it.

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