While a group of old Beiyang people were lamenting together, Fang Jianxiong faced a woman, or rather a beauty, in the cabin. At least in the eyes of today's people, Lu Bicheng was a combination of beautiful and talented women.

In Fang Jianxiong's eyes, the mature woman in front of him, who looks more fashionable than most women, should be positioned as a royal sister. She was able to create huge landscape paintings at the age of seven, lost her father at the age of thirteen, and went north to Tianjin to live with her uncle at the age of fourteen.

, became famous in the "Ta Kung Pao" at the age of twenty-two (1904). In the same year, he met Qiu Jin, and they fell in love with each other at first sight and became like sisters.

In the same year, she became the chief teacher and Chinese language teacher of Beiyang Women's Public School. The following year, "Collection of Three Sisters of the Lu Family" was printed, which included eight poems, four lyrics and two essays by Lu Bicheng. In 1907, Qiu Jin was killed.

Lu Bicheng was implicated, but was protected by Yuan Shikai and was safe. At the age of thirty (1912), the girls' public school was closed and she joined the Presidential Palace as secretary.

Currently living in Shanghai under the orders of his mother, he was entrusted by Ying Lian of "Ta Kung Pao" to conduct an exclusive interview with Marshal Fang.

If history had not changed, Lu Bicheng's life trajectory would have been that he participated in stock trading in Shanghai and made huge profits.

How should I put it, this is a very awesome woman. Looking back a hundred years, Lu Bicheng's life trajectory is also a very awesome person. Not to mention that it is the early years of the Republic of China.

Fang Jianxiong's knowledge of Lu Bicheng is basically zero. This is probably related to the fact that romantic figures are always blown away by the rain and wind, especially in the historical trend of another time and space, when decades of ideology control everything, Lu Bicheng is even more

Those who want to be forgotten and are not used as negative examples to criticize are the virtues accumulated by our ancestors.

Lu Bicheng's interview process was quite tortuous. Marshal Fang could not interview him just because he wanted to, no matter who he was. Lu Bicheng made several requests for exclusive interviews, but nothing happened. Lu Bicheng's connections were mostly in Beiyang, so he called Duan Qirui when he learned that he was going south.

Xiang asked for a recommendation. Duan Qirui was very willing to help and agreed casually.

So while in Pukou, Duan Qirui recommended Lu Bicheng to Fang Jianxiong, and the lady was not polite and asked for an exclusive interview.

Although Duan Qirui is not in the position, he is too senior and has too much face, so Fang Jianxiong cannot refuse. In fact, Fang Jianxiong does not like so-called exclusive interviews, and Fang Jianxiong has no shortage of trumpeters, and some of them are in the media who praise Marshal Fang.

The exclusive interview was arranged in the command cabin of the "Hai Chi", and there was no one else except the guard at the door.

The two parties involved did not make any polite prelude, nor did they start the interview immediately.

Lu Bicheng didn't seem to be in a hurry, and her big eyes looked up and down at the young man who was sitting silently opposite him for a long time. Fang Jianxiong didn't seem to be in a hurry and was not affected by the gaze of the beautiful lady. He seemed very indifferent and chose a place where he could sit comfortably.

posture, holding a cigarette in his hand, and shifting his gaze to the river outside the window.

What Lu Bicheng saw was a young face with a profile as sharp as a knife and resolute lines. If it were another young man like this, Lu Bicheng would laugh away. The young man in front of him is qualified to enjoy such a posture.

"Fushuai, which school did you attend when you were studying in Germany?" This was an ordinary start, breaking the silence.

"The Munich Military School is actually a sergeant school, not the top military university in Germany." As he spoke, Fang Jianxiong's expression softened and his eyesight returned to normal. He looked at the opposite school with concentration, which was said to be the first military university in the Republic of China.

A talented and beautiful lady. Of course, this kind of concentration has no distracting thoughts and is purely a courtesy respect.

"Fu Shuai, can you comment on the former President Yuan?" This question came out very suddenly and jumped. Fang Jianxiong was not prepared. He sat up straight with a gesture, and after concentrating for a while, he said: "Xiang Chenggong once stood at the highest level.

In his position, there is no doubt that this is a very strong opponent. I am not as good as him in many aspects. If I have to find some reasons for winning, the first thing should be vision. On this issue, Fang is undoubtedly much ahead, especially in terms of performance.

In terms of military trends and understanding of the world structure. Secondly, there is the environment. The environment in which Xiangcheng Government is located has many shackles. Even as the president of the Republic of China, there is not much he can do to change the Beiyang group. On the other hand,

I am painting on a piece of white paper and I can lay the foundation according to my own ideas. The last reason, I think, is that what Xiangcheng is building is a family world, not a republic." "Could it be that, your Excellency, isn't it now?

In a military dictatorship?" This question became even more pointed, and suddenly the beautiful lady Yujie raised her eyebrows, with a faint sarcasm in her eyes. Democracy? Have you deceived the world?

Lu Bicheng showed her aggressive side. Most fashionable women of this era have similar personalities.

Fang Jianxiong met Lu Bicheng's aggressive eyes calmly and did not answer her directly. Instead, he said: "In this country, I know best what kind of route should be taken. Although there are many difficulties in front of me, only I can do the best. Only I can do my best."

I can make this country catch up with the world within thirty years. Now that I know this, why not be a dictatorship?"

The words in a very plain tone, but with a strong aura of abandonment, came towards me like a mountain. Lu Bicheng subconsciously dodged his eyes, not daring to look directly at the young man in front of him. Just for a moment,

His eyes are so sharp and his expression is so confident.

Lu Bicheng knew very well what kind of career the man in front of him had achieved. Without such momentum and self-confidence, trying to shake the mountain of Beiyang would be like a fly shaking a tree. He did it, and he is now the winner.

Lu Bicheng actually did not find a clear answer. The previous strength of Beiyang was based on the strength of the whole country. But the man in front of him just rose up quietly and suddenly in that corner of Wuhu, and finally

Become a winner.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Lu Bicheng had to admit that the man in front of him was a legendary figure. Since the Rebellion of 1911, there were many politicians who were more prestigious and more capable than him at the beginning, but in the end he became the winner.

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This seems to be an unsolvable mystery, at least now Bi Bicheng can't find a clear answer.

"The ship is about to arrive. Let's end today's interview. We will continue next time." Lu Bicheng stood up in a panic. The man's domineering and sharp eyes made the beautiful lady's heart beat uncontrollably.

Lu Bicheng lost the confidence to continue and quickly stopped the interview, hoping to be more prepared next time and be able to ask the reason.

Fang Jianxiong stood up like a gentleman and bowed slightly. The moment Lu Bipo fled, Yin Weijun appeared holding a telegram and said: "Fu Shuai, Mr. Song Hanzhang called and said: The national financial reform plan has been submitted to the parliament for review and passed."

Fang Jianxiong nodded, and Lu Bicheng stood still with the instinct of a journalist and asked: "Fushuai, can you tell me the content of this plan?" Fang Jianxiong nodded as if he didn't care too much: "What will be announced to the public in the future is nothing more than the content of this plan.

The country will issue banknotes uniformly and eliminate the original silver dollar from currency circulation. This matter is not urgent for the time being and will take some time to be implemented."

"What do you mean, we have to wait until the country is unified?" Lu Bicheng asked, Fang Jianxiong smiled slightly and said: "In my mind, this country has never been divided, how can it be unified? Any attempt to split the country will be punished.

A disaster." The warship slowly docked. Fang Jianxiong landed ashore surrounded by the crowd. He glanced around and saw Zhang Zuoshuang and Xiao Liuzi beside him. He immediately stopped and walked up to Zhang Zuoshuang and said, "You

Son?" "Fu Shuai, dog Xueliang." Zhang Zuoshuang quickly pushed the shy little young lady Zhang Xueliang forward. Fang Jianxiong looked at it with amusement, thinking of Northeast China's non-resistance.

Haha, the lost shit basin of Northeast China was attributed to Chiang Kai-shek in later history textbooks. People with a little knowledge of history would probably view this statement as a joke. The turning point of the Central Plains War was the entry of the Northeast Army into the Pass.

.At that time, China's most powerful local army, Zhang Xueliang, who had hundreds of thousands of troops, could be controlled by Chiang Kai-shek with just one telegram? What a joke! Whether or not this telegram was sent was a question.

Fang Jianxiong patted Zhang Zuoshuang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Now is the Republic of China, there is no need to engage in this trick of using one's son as a hostage. Fang has always been trustworthy in employing people. The army is nationalized and soldiers are not allowed to interfere in politics. This is an iron law. Absolutely.

It will not be changed by someone's will, otherwise national rejuvenation will be a joke." After hearing this, Zhang Zuoshuang looked embarrassed, his face turned red, and he didn't know how to deal with himself.

Fang Jianxiong smiled slightly and walked away. Everyone quickly followed, and after Fang Jianxiong got on the special car, they all got on.

When the car arrived at the former Provisional Presidential Palace that had changed owners, when Fang Jianxiong got off the bus, he looked at the two rows of soldiers standing guard on the road. Thinking of the tight security on the road, he finally felt like "I am a big shot."

In another time and space, when the big boss in the unit appeared, he would always be cheered by others. Now that Fang Jianxiong was used to this kind of treatment, he felt uncomfortable. Fang Dashuai preferred the life of ordinary people, and now he is like this

Everywhere I go there are security guards, which makes life much less joyful.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to embarrass his subordinates, Fang Dashuai still liked the feeling of wandering alone on the street.

"Mr. Zhi, please!" Fang Jianxiong did not take the lead, but made a gesture of invitation. Duan Qirui was not polite, raised his hands and said with a smile: "Rely on the old and sell the old! Rely on the old and sell the old!" Duan Qirui was in a good mood, and Fang Jianxiong gave him face.

Too much.

"Chilao, Deputy Minister of Defense and Commander-in-Chief of the Reserves, are you satisfied with this position?"

Fang Jianxiong asked with a smile, Duan Qirui stopped and said with a smile: "So what if you are not satisfied?"

"If you are dissatisfied with this position, is Zhi Lao willing to submit to the post of commander-in-chief of the Lanzhou Military Region?" To be continued)
Chapter completed!