In the morning, Wang Maoru left his home and came to the Ministry of National Defense with a hurried expression. He was embarrassed to get up, but he ordered Wang Peng to settle down for a while. In addition, he arranged a separate suite for Misaki in Apartment No. 17, with the same specifications as his wife. Wang Peng knew that he had long known that Miss Misaki would be with the master. Misaki grew older and became more and more beautiful. After following the master every day, her mind was naturally rising. The two had no blood relationship and in-laws. She was just his friend's sister fostered her at his house. Miss Misaki was a girl, so she naturally wanted to have her own home, and staying with the master was naturally the best choice. And she had been with him since she was a child, and the relationship was naturally very different.

The wives at home had long seen the ambition in Misaki's eyes and wanted her to go to other places several times, but Misaki's methods were very clever and he was not ostentatious after staying with Wang Maoru. As a fucking sister, Misaki stayed with Wang Maoru since she was thirteen years old, and now she has become Wang Maoru's pillow, which has a bit of a loli-growing taste. But this makes the relationship even more troublesome. The reason why he escaped from the house in a mess was that he didn't know how to explain. Not only did he not know how to explain to Misaki, but he also didn't know how to explain to other wives.

Wang Maoru did not escape, but did not know how to deal with the relationship for the time being, so he went to the Ministry of National Defense and went to explain to Feng Yinbin to arrange it. After handling government affairs for a day, he came to Dayuanchang at the entrance of Laojie with Jiang Fangzhen to watch the show at night.

Today happened to be Jiang Fangzhen's birthday. In order to win over Jiang Fangzhen, Wang Maoru asked Feng Yinbin to arrange a Peking Opera "Fengbo Pavilion" for Jiang Fangzhen's birthday in the morning to ask him to watch it. Although Jiang Fangzhen is from Zhejiang, he has always lived in the north and is obsessed with Peking Opera and started watching it with interest.

The actor who sang the opera is Yang Xiaolou. Yang Xiaolou, who is 45 years old this year, can be called a martial arts master in Peking Opera. It is difficult for ordinary people to invite him to perform once. Jiang Fangzhen is not a person who likes luxury. Most of his birthdays are spent with his family at home. However, today he was pulled by Wang Maoruqiang and said that he would prepare a surprise for him alone, so he sang this scene for Jiang Fangzhen in Dayuanchang.

In the entire Dayuanchang, which can accommodate more than 400 people, except for the performers, only Wang Maoru and Jiang Fangzhen were the two. Jiang Fangzhen was also a little nervous. Yang Xiaolou left after singing the show. Wang Maoru raised his glass to wish Jiang Fangzhen a happy birthday. Jiang Fangzhen drank it all and said, "Xiu Shuai, you... are you so polite today. Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "Brother Baili, don't call me Xiushuai. Today I will arrange this for you, not my superiors or subordinates. It is my birthday gift for you as your friend. Are you satisfied?"

Jiang Fangzhen smiled and said, "Of course I am extremely satisfied, but I am a little nervous. Xiusheng, you are not giving me a glass of wine to release my military power and make me unemployed, right?"

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "You, you really can't be too nice to you. I found that if you treat you well, you can't stand it."

Jiang Fangzhen also smiled and said, "You are really right, hahaha."

After drinking a drink with him, Wang Maoru said, "Do you know how Yue Fei died?"

Jiang Fangzhen said that Xiushuai should have something to tell me today. The arrangement is so grand, it should not be a trivial matter, but what is he going to say, why arrange such a scene? "Fengbo Pavilion" tells the story of Yue Fei's death at the hands of Qin Hui after being recalled by twelve Jin Lings. He thought for a while but couldn't figure it out. If he was asked to be an officer, he might be able to tell it in one sentence, but political hints were ignored for him. He had no idea of ​​the ten or even nine orifices - he didn't know anything. Jiang Fangzhen had no choice but to say: "Die at the hands of Qin Hui."

Wang Maoru nodded and said, "It was the one who died at the hands of a villain, but he was still the one who died at his own hands."

"How do you say this?" This was the first time Jiang Fangzhen heard the saying that Yue Fei died at his own hands. He was quite curious and put down his wine glass and listened attentively.

Wang Maoru said: "What was Yue Fei's identity before he was killed?"

Jiang Fangzhen replied: "Before he was killed... he should have been the deputy envoy of the Privy Councilor."

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "You don't understand this, you are not the deputy envoy of the Privy Councilor, but the position of Taiwei. He led the most elite army in the country, Ma Yue's family army. What does Taiwei do? The highest military commander in the country, that is, Yue Fei was already the Grand Marshal of the Southern Song Dynasty at that time. This is his true identity, but his death was largely due to his overconfidence and conceit."

"Conceited?" Jiang Fangzhen shook his head and said, "Yue Fei is loyal to the Song Dynasty, not conceited."

Wang Maoru said: "I said he was conceited, but you don't believe it. He had already controlled the highest military power of the Southern Song Dynasty at that time, but after returning to Hangzhou, he handed over the military power and became the deputy envoy of the Privy Council. Although the deputy envoy of the Privy Council was half a rank higher than the Taiwei, he lost his military power. After Yue Fei was killed, why did the Yue family army not avenge him? Do you think that if a Qin Hui was killed as a scapegoat, the Yue family army would not take revenge? Wrong, it is fundamentally because the new Taiwei did not allow any sound from the soldiers and officers. The soldiers who obeyed the superiors would not act because of their feelings. Yue Fei's death was because he handed over the power without any scheming, and became a lamb who could be slaughtered."

Jiang Fangzhen thought something and took a sip of wine. Wang Maoru stopped talking, slowly drank a glass and started eating shrimp. The two of them didn't speak. In the end, Jiang Fangzhen spoke first and said, "Xiusheng, I understand what you mean, but what do you want to do? To become a dictator who is caught by the military and political affairs?"

Wang Maoru shook his head and smiled, "No, if I want to, I have this ability, do you believe it?"

"Believe." Jiang Fangzhen sighed and said, "You Wang Xiusheng is a nine-tailed fox, and you definitely have this ability."

"But I don't want to do this." Wang Maoru smiled.

"Aren't you the president?"

"The president must do it." Wang Maoru had an unpredictable expression on his face, "We cannot let go of military power, and we cannot be a dictator."

Jiang Fangzhen was a little confused. He was not a dictator, but he had the military power of the regime. How could this be done?

Wang Maoru asked, "Do you can't figure it out?"

"Of course I can't figure it out, unless you become a dictator yourself but don't admit it." Jiang Fangzhen said, "If you become a dictator, I will never sit with you again. I will immediately resign and go home, and I will never see you from now on."

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "Brother Baili is so arrogant."

Jiang Fangzhen...

Wang Maoru put down his wine glass and said, "I am going to set up a core organization of the Ministry of Defense that restricts my power, which I call the National Defense Military Strategy Research Group."

Jiang Fangzhen almost squirted out a sip of wine and said in surprise: "What? Restricts your power? Restricts yourself?"

"Yes." Wang Maoru poured a glass of wine for Jiang Fangzhen and himself, "It also restricts myself and my power. Otherwise, what if I can't control myself and one day become a military dictator?"

Jiang Fangzhen said in disbelief: "This is simply incredible, incredible. Why do you think so? Xiusheng, do you have no confidence in yourself?"

Wang Maoru nodded and said, "People's yearning for power often makes terrible choices. Brother Baili, I know that you are not a strong pursuit of power, and you never form cliques, or even accept gifts from anyone."

Jiang Fangzhen waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I still accept it. I only accept the gifts you gave me, haha."

Wang Maoru couldn't help laughing and said, "Yes, the superiors have to flatter you."

"That's right." Jiang Fangzhen accepted the truth calmly.

Wang Maoru said again: "But others don't think so. At least if I am very passionate about power, if I am not passionate about power, there is no National Defense Force, and there is no unified China now." Jiang Fangzhen had to nod and agree, and he continued: "But because of everything I did, I am qualified to be proud, and no one dares to accuse me of making any mistakes. In addition to your brother Baili, you quarrel with me, there is also someone who can quarrel with me? I don't even have people to remind me of making a mistake. Once I go crazy one day and you are not by my side, who can wake me up?"

Jiang Fangzhen sighed and said, "Xiusheng, you can see all this clearly. How many people in the world can see their shortcomings clearly? Or how many people don't want people to point out their shortcomings at all. This is the only reason why I stay by your side. You are tolerant and reflective. Every step you take, you will stop and think, instead of covering your head under the praises of others."

Wang Maoru smiled and said, "Brother Baili is flattering me again."

Jiang Fangzhen shook his head and said, "This is my heartfelt words."

Wang Maoru raised his glass and drank another cup with him, saying, "So, please support the establishment of this national defense military strategy research group, and you will be one of them. The establishment of this group does not have actual command capabilities, and is above the national defense chief, but it has the power to refuse to accept orders and prevent orders when the national defense chief exercises power against the will of heaven and attempts to destroy the country. This is both a think tank and a supervisory agency."

Jiang Fangzhen immediately said, "Xiusheng, if you can sacrifice your power, why should I give it a try?"

Wang Maoru nodded and said, "It's good, it's good, but today's scene was not in vain."

Jiang Fangzhen scratched his head and said, "What does this scene have to do with the National Defense and Military Strategy Research Group?"
Chapter completed!