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Chapter 371 Three Dynasties Giants

"Commander Zhang, you are really good at joking. Who doesn't know that the general has a horse running in front of his forehead, and the prime minister can punt a boat in his belly? Do you mind if Mr. Fan makes a joke? This little girl will have a drink with the two gentlemen.

, nothing happened!"

The social butterfly is indeed a well-rounded person. When she saw that the atmosphere was not right, she immediately said with joy on her face. At this time, other people also noticed something strange and came over to slap her.

"Brother Zhou, General Zhang is here in person. Why didn't you introduce him earlier? We have heard of General Zhang's name a long time ago and are ready to pay him a visit!"

"Yes, yes, I often see General Zhang in the newspapers these days. It's just that we are mortal and not serious. Please don't blame General Zhang."

The name of Zhang Tinglan is still very clear to this group of people. How many princes of the Eight Banners have fallen into Zhang Tinglan's hands, and all the wealth accumulated over several lifetimes has been wiped out. Those bannermen princes who used to hang out in the upper class are now all

He became a hairless phoenix, and the changes he made before and after were all made by his relatives at this young age.

This method, this cruelty, makes people both awe and fearful. Now that they saw me, they couldn't help but nod and bow. They didn't ask Zhang Tinglan to help them, they just asked not to let this bandit target them.

Fan Xiaohe was shocked when he found out Zhang Tinglan's identity. He was used to being arrogant, and now he was hooking up with the Japanese. No one took him seriously, but he didn't dare to offend the evil star in front of him.

, forcing a smile on his face.

"General Zhang, I'm just joking, please don't mind. I'll have a drink first to make amends!"

Fan Xiaohe took the wine glass from the courtesan's hand and drank it in one gulp. However, Zhang Tinglan didn't even look at him at this time. He exposed Fan Xiaohe to the side, which made Mr. Fan very embarrassed. His face turned red and white.

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At this time, a man in his thirties, wearing very elegant glasses, suddenly squeezed in next to him. He glanced sideways at Zhang Tinglan, and then smiled contemptuously: "Mr. Fan, people often say that it takes three generations to produce a nobleman. A person's quality depends on his quality."

With the accumulation of hundreds of years of vicissitudes of the Fan family, Liang is not talented. He is also a family of several generations of farming and studying, and he also studied in Japan. The most important thing is etiquette. However, some people suddenly come to power, and they have not shed their thief skin.

No one like us, a noble family, can compare. Mr. Fan, it’s better not to lower yourself!"

Before Liang finished speaking, Zhang Xueliang beside him was filled with anger. The young marshal was full of enthusiasm. He wanted to have some fun at the dance, but he encountered unpleasant things one after another, and now another one appeared who dared to scold him.

Bastard, how can I endure it?

Zhang Xueliang grabbed the goblet in front of him and threw it out, hitting Liang's mouth. Suddenly the cup shattered, and blood came out of the guy's nose and mouth. When the people around him saw it, they appeared

The bloodshed suddenly made me feel bad.

Zhou Shutao and others hurriedly persuaded Zhang Xueliang and asked the young marshal to calm down. Several others couldn't help but blame the man named Liang. There was no one in the world who couldn't speak like him. Why didn't he open any pot?

Unexpectedly, the man surnamed Liang became angry and said loudly: "What Liang said is wrong? They are originally bandits with beards. They are wild and untamable. They dare to beat people in public. My academic friends don't

I will let you go!"

When Zhang Xueliang saw that this guy dared to do this, he reached out and was about to take out the pistol. At this time, Zhang Tinglan grabbed him.

"Han Qing, we are here as guests. It would be bad if someone died in this room." Zhang Tinglan turned to look at the man named Liang and sneered: "What you mean by this gentleman is that he is from the academic world." Even if you don’t know what achievements you have, you can tell me about them and let me open my eyes.”

"Liang has written new poems, which have been frequently published in newspapers. He has criticized bad policies and criticized the government. He is now teaching at Beiyang University. He is a distinguished professor of Chinese literature. I dare not say that he has written many works, but he is still somewhat famous! Although he is a scholar, he is poor. I still have two bones, born between heaven and earth, and I am never afraid of powerful people or threats!"

The man named Liang was bragging to himself. Zhou Shutao whispered a few words in Zhang Tinglan's ear and explained his details clearly. This guy's name is Liang Hong. He once studied in Japan. After returning to China, he actively worked hard and wanted to be a One official and one half-job, but the result has never been successful.

He just made a living by writing some messy new-style poems and publishing them in newspapers, collecting a royalties of 50 cents, and writing scripts for some opera artists. Later, he got into Peiyang University and prided himself on being a scholar. He also gained a bit of fame.

Zhang Tinglan nodded slightly when he heard this: "Liang Hong, I heard that you have also written scripts. I want to ask you for advice on a play called "Liu Limen". Do you know it?"

Liang Hong also wiped the blood from his nose and mouth at this time. When he heard Zhang Tinglan's question, he said nonchalantly: "Of course I know, "Liu Limen" tells the story of the late Ming Dynasty and the early Qing Dynasty. Hong Chengchou, a surrender minister of the Ming Dynasty, , on the orders of the Qing Emperor, went to sweep the south of the Yangtze River, but when she got home, Hong's mother built six small doors in front of her door to block Hong Chengchou from the door!"

Liang Hong was shaking his head and tail to show off his knowledge. At this time, Fan Xiaohe's face gradually turned into the color of pig liver, and his breathing became heavier. Liang Hong suddenly noticed Zhang Tinglan's intention, and he hurriedly closed his mouth, his face It's all a look of fear.

Other people who knew this allusion also had strange looks in their eyes. Zhang Xueliang was not clear about it, so he said, "I beg your pardon, tell me what the hell is going on with the Liulimen Gate!"

Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Hong Chengchou, a surrender minister of the Ming Dynasty, surrendered to the enemy and treason, and killed Huang Daozhou, a fellow anti-Qing patriot, and Xia Wanchun, a young hero who was only seventeen years old. He showed off his power all the way and returned home. After his mother learned that Hong Chengchou had treason, He built a Liuli Gate outside the door to block Hong Chengchou from outside, and scolded his rebellious son: Anyone who betrays his country and seeks glory will not be regarded as a son by his mother, his wife by his wife, his father by his son, his relatives will not be recognized, and all the people will betray their relatives and leave them!"

After Zhang Xueliang heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head: "Hong's mother really understands the righteousness. She will never tolerate traitors like Hong Chengchou. She will not only scold them, but even crush them and spread their ashes!"

"Han Qing, although Hong Chengchou is a big traitor, there is also a group of even more shameful traitors, the so-called eight imperial merchants of the Qing Dynasty. They smuggled grain and ironware to the Eight Banners soldiers, and then the Eight Banners relied on these things to plunder the Central Plains and cause charcoal. Common people, it can be said that every money earned by the Eight Imperial Merchants was made from the blood and tears of countless common people. As a result, after the Qing Dynasty came to power, the eight traitorous thieves became the Imperial Merchants, which can be said to be as rich as the country, and the Fan family was one of the Eight Great Merchants. The leader of the imperial merchants."

When Zhang Tinglan said this, Fan Xiaohe's face turned completely gray, and Liang Hong was also at a loss. He accused Zhang Tinglan of being a bandit. He didn't understand etiquette, and he claimed to be a rich and noble family. But now Zhang Tinglan has peeled off all the blame.

, what a bullshit wealthy family, what a wealthy family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. They are just a bunch of traitors and traitors!

"What's the use of talking about old things that are so many years old? Do you still want to use this to convict us?" Fan Xiaohe said reluctantly.

"That's right. Mr. Fan is right. If this is true, you should also arrest Qin Hui's descendants!" Liang Hong was also arguing.

"It is indeed an old story, but your Fan family still runs the Changlu Saltworks. This power was naturally given by the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Why did you get this power? The reason is that your ancestors surrendered to the enemy and betrayed the country. You know how many people in the Central Plains died tragically

In the hands of the Manchus, your family's hundreds of years of wealth were all forged with blood, and this debt continues to this day. Shouldn't it be liquidated?"

Facing Zhang Tinglan's questioning, Fan Xiaohe's face was soaked with sweat, his whole body began to tremble, his face was gray, and he was at a loss.

"After all, two or three hundred years have passed since this kind of thing. If you, the Fan family, could behave honestly, there would be no need for Zhang to hold on to the Savior. That would make me a bit stingy. But you have not changed your stubborn ways, and now, you still have to

By colluding with the Japanese, doing things for them, and acting as the spokesperson of the Japanese within the customs, do you still want to reenact the past events of the previous dynasty, become a traitor and lackey for the Japanese again, and live out the dream of the imperial merchants again?"

Plop! Fan Xiaohe finally couldn't withstand the huge pressure and fell to the ground all of a sudden, completely losing his former grace. And Liang Hong was like a clown. He shamelessly spoke to the Fan family and boasted that he was aloof.

It became a complete laughing stock.

Zhang Tinglan ignored him, but stood up, looked at everyone present, and then said: "I mentioned the story of "Liu Limen" just to say that once you become a traitor, not only your parents and wives will look down on you, but also your new wife.

The master may not like it, otherwise this story would not be widely circulated. I also know that everyone has business dealings with foreigners. This is a very normal economic cooperation, but the conscience must be straightened and cannot be used as an aid to others.

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After Zhang Tinglan finished speaking, he turned around and left the dance. Fengjun soldiers had already arrested Fan Xiaohe and Liang Hong, but Zhang Tinglan directly mobilized a brigade of Fengjun soldiers and quickly dispatched to attack Fan's house.

As the saying goes, a big tree attracts wind, and the Fan family knows it well. They helped the Manchus win the country, but the Manchu emperors did not think highly of them. Both Kangxi and Qianlong blackmailed the Fans many times, asking them to donate gold and silver, transport food and pay, and help the Manchus.

The Qing Dynasty went to war, and as a result, the Fan family's huge wealth was consumed, and almost the entire family fell.

Later, the Fan family learned from the painful experience and kept a low profile, retaining a trace of vitality. After the great powers opened the door to China, the Fan family once again keenly found opportunities. By cooperating with foreigners, the family's industry expanded rapidly, and their wealth snowballed.

The more.

It was not until the fall of the Qing Dynasty that the Fan family reappeared openly in front of everyone's eyes like a ghost underground. Only then did the Beijing and Tianjin people know that this family that had been prosperous for hundreds of years still existed and was even more prosperous.

The Fan family's villa is just outside Tianjin, close to mountains and rivers. It does not look conspicuous, but the design inside is unique and the various furnishings are extremely luxurious, which highlights the deep accumulation of this family.

Under the cover of night, the Fan family's lights were bright, and just as the family was enjoying a life of luxury and luxury, suddenly there were rapid footsteps outside, and countless soldiers surrounded this exquisite manor.

The Fan family was also alarmed at this time. Some servants had already secretly looked outside. Under countless torches, stood soldiers with loaded ammunition. They were all menacing and ferocious, making people feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts at the sight of them.

These servants hurriedly reported the news to Fan Dongyang, the head of the Fan family. He was Fan Xiaohe's father. He was less than fifty years old this year. He took good care of himself and was usually pampered to the extreme.

Sitting opposite him was an Asian, a special representative from Nissin Oil Refinery, named Takanosuke, and the two were chatting and laughing.

"Don't worry, Mr. Li Gao, the Fan family will do their best to assist Japan in running this oil refinery well!"

"Very well, Mr. Fan, you are very smart. Cooperating with the Empire will definitely bring great benefits. The government in Fengtian has been working against the Empire. They are also trying to build oil pressing plants to compete with the Empire for business. Your task is to disrupt their

Plan to control the soybeans transported out of the three northeastern provinces, and also pay attention to Fengtian's economic intelligence, the empire is very concerned about these things."

Fan Dongyang nodded hurriedly: "This is all what I should do. Those bandits in Fengtian are seeking death by not overestimating their own capabilities!"

While Fan Dongyang was feeling triumphant, suddenly the housekeeper ran in: "Master, something bad has happened. There is a gang of Qiu Ba who have surrounded our house!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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