Then, Wang Maoru looked at the plan carefully again, then closed the page, leaned on the sofa and thought about it carefully for a while, and said, "Okay! I generally agree with this plan. After the Fengshuo is finished, we will hold a meeting to discuss whether it is passed. Although we have nothing now, we should put the shelf first, hahaha. When the foreigners heard this, oh! Armored Division! Wow! Airborne Division! Wow! Armored Infantry Division! Unexpectedly, we are all mud-legged infantry divisions, at most mule and horse troops. But after you put your shelf on, we will use twenty years to improve the National Defense Forces as you said. Don't I believe that it will not be completed in twenty years?"

Ren Yuanxing said excitedly: "Xiu Shuai, have you recognized my army reform plan? Don't you think it's a fantasy? In fact, I am not sure about making this plan. After referring to the suggestions of many officers, I even thought you would scold me."

Wang Maoru looked at him strangely and said, "What a fantasy? I also think that the army will be mechanized in the future. We have nothing now, but we have some, and we have some tricks. The most important thing is that after the army is reorganized, the emergence of new warlords can be eliminated."

Ren Yuanxing immediately nodded and said, "Weizhi highly recognized Xiushuai's statement."

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "Okay, then today's plan is for me. By the way, there is also, Fanchen, you will be the host of the ceremony of the general seal. You have to wear a little more energy. I have seen the entire National Defense Forces, and you are a handsome man. If others can't take it, Li Delin, short, thick and fat figure, He Rufei, thin, not much fat, and not much fat. It's not OK."

Ren Yuanxing laughed and said, "Xiu Shuai, I feel much more confident when you say this, but don't compare me with them in the future. Isn't this bullying?"

Wang Maoru said with a dark look on his face, "You are still panting when you say you are fat."

In the following days, all the important matters of the Ministry of National Defense were closely planned by Feng Shuai. Journalists from home and abroad flocked to the market, and even underground gambling groups were betting on betting. Wang Maoru had his spare time. He was not the kind of person who could let his subordinates do everything. He would never command himself to interfere. Even if his subordinates did something wrong or did not satisfy him, it would not affect his evaluation. But he was controlling the overall situation and controlling the direction. For example, all actions of the selection and evaluation team of the commander selection and the process of the commander-selection ceremony were carried out at Wang Maoru's present moment. The attitude of each officer of the National Defense Forces was stable and did not make any special sound. After all, Wang Maoru's direct descendants knew that he was using the commander-selection to undermine the military power of other officers this time. Although Feng Shuai sounded good in reputation, he actually lost power.

Or, Wang Maoru is the only one who has obtained the right after this time.

As one of the most important events since the founding of the National Defense Forces, Fengshen has always been the highest honor in the hearts of all soldiers. The marshal of the National Defense Forces is either a grass-headed marshal, let alone the soldiers of the National Defense Forces. Even the old commanders in Beiyang are extremely itchy. In order to witness this solemn and sacred moment, many old commanders in Beiyang were also invited to visit.

In Fengtai's first meeting hall of the Ministry of National Defense, which can accommodate 3,000 people, in addition to the important officials of the Ministry of National Defense, half of non-military people were also filled with gentry, journalists, celebrities, diplomats, officials, and big businesses at home and abroad.

As the secretary-general of the Prime Minister, Lin Changmin received five votes in the venue. In addition to himself, he also brought his eldest wife He Xueyuan, second wife Cheng Yue'e, eldest daughter Lin Huiyin and third son Lin Heng. In fact, his wife didn't want to come, but they were interested in coming when they heard that they could see the legendary Marshal Shangwu with their own eyes. Ten years ago, Wang Maoru was not a Marshal Shangwu. Ten years ago, Wang Maoru was called the best son-in-law of the people. If anyone married such a great man, it would be accumulating virtue from his ancestors. Of course, everyone regarded it as a legend at most, but the two ladies were also very happy to see the idol with their own eyes, and even came with a small telescope with great enthusiasm.

At the entrance of the conference hall, male officers and female officers searched them separately, which made Lin Changmin very unhappy. However, the eldest daughter Lin Huiyin dissuaded her father. They were all elites of the Republic of China. If someone carries a bomb, the country would suffer great losses. Lin Changmin just couldn't get along with his wife and daughter, and his daughter's persuasion gave him a step, so they searched and found a pen. A young officer immediately saluted and said, "According to the regulations, no metal products can be brought into the venue. We have pencils for you to use. We will put your things in Box No. 1769. This is the key, please keep them."

"You are careful," said Lin Changmin.

"Please forgive me." said the young officer politely.

Lin Changmin held his breath, and after walking past the young officer, he suddenly felt familiar with him, so he walked back. His wife and daughter were afraid that he would conflict with the officer, so they hurried over to dissuade him. Lin Changmin waved his hand to signal them to misunderstand. He looked at the young officer up and down and said in confusion: "I think you look familiar, it seems that you have seen you."

"You have a good memory." The young officer smiled, "My name is Dong Huaiqing, and I am the adopted son of Xiushuai. I am now studying at the King of Nursang Bing Academy."

"You are Dong Huaiqing, yes, I remembered it. You are the disciple of Li Shuwen of the magic gun, Wang Maoru's adopted son, haha, I remembered it." Lin Changmin suddenly laughed and said, "No wonder I have seen you, but I can't remember it. After General Shangwu returned from Japan, I visited him. At that time, I saw you and never saw you again."

Dong Huaiqing smiled and said, "I followed my adoptive father to inspect the country. Later, after many twists and turns, I finally got admitted to the Nurgan Bing King College. This year is my first year of study."

"All the students from your Nurgan Bing King's College are here?" Lin Changmin asked curiously.

Dong Huaiqing smiled and said, "Uncle Lin, this is a military secret and cannot be reported."

Lin Changmin nodded with a moustache and said, "Just call me Uncle Lin, I will buy you a face, so I won't ask any more questions."

Dong Huaiqing laughed, and Lin Changmin introduced him to his family. Lin Huiyin asked curiously: "You are Uncle Xiusheng's adopted son. I heard that he has two adopted sons who have blocked the guns and swords for him. You are so young, then were you even younger when you blocked the guns and swords for Uncle Xiusheng?"

When Dong Huaiqing saw such a beautiful girl asking questions, he hurriedly said, "Actually nothing. We had been sensible at that time, we were not children."

Lin Changmin's eldest wife quickly pulled Lin Huiyin and scolded, "Girls should not always ask questions, it's impolite." Lin Huiyin stuck out her tongue at her father and made a cute expression of her little daughter. Lin Changmin smiled and said, "Let's talk about it another day, I'm going in." Then she took her wife and daughter in and found her own actions. The daughter insisted on sitting next to her father. The third brother Lin Heng was depressed and had to sit on the edge.

Lin Huiyin asked his father Lin Changmin: "Father, I really want to have not seen Uncle Xiusheng in several years, right? What is he like now?"

Lin Changmin whispered: "I haven't seen him for a month, and I have forgotten him."

"Hehe... Father is lying." Lin Huiyin smiled and asked again: "Father, don't you only admire Uncle Liang? Why do you admire Uncle Xiusheng now?"

Lin Changmin said: "The Martial Martial Artsman is a dragon and phoenix among people. Although I sometimes have different political views with him, I have to admire him. If it weren't for his Chinese, China would still be a mess. Duan Qirui, Sun Liwen, and Yuan Shikai could not save China, but Wang Maoru."

Lin Huiyin held his chin and said, "Actually, I admire Uncle Xiusheng's literary talent very much. I also think he is like what the newspaper said, and he is a stubborn guardian of Chinese civilization, haha. Father, how do you view his new Chinese culture? The combination of Confucian culture and Legal culture is actually not that simple. Sicheng told me that if Uncle Xiusheng wants to sort out the new Chinese culture, he needs an extremely large think tank to promote his ideas and classify it as a masterpiece, which is enough to fight against the two major Western schools of thought, namely the capital idea of ​​natural competition and the Bolshevikism of sharing wealth."

Lin Changmin said: "As far as culture is concerned, any idea in China must be combined with China's national conditions. After all, our Chinese civilization, which lasts for five thousand years, has its strong appeal. Although Confucianism is still Chinese civilization, it has just changed its packaging form..."

"Brother Zong Meng!" Someone greeted him enthusiastically. Lin Changmin looked up and saw Weng Wenhao, the head of the Ministry of Agriculture and Forestry, his cousin Wenbo, who was only eleven years old, and his eldest son Weng Xinyuan, who was also eleven years old. Weng Wenhan is the most outstanding geological expert in China at present. He is responsible for China's geological research in the Ministry of Agriculture and Forestry, so there are not many people who meet him, and this person is not keen on politics. Lin Changmin has met him several times and is familiar with him. It happened that Weng's family was arranged next to Lin Changmin's family, so he greeted him.

Lin Changmin smiled and said, "Brother Yongni, is this person who is not keen on politics actually here?"

Weng Wenhan smiled and said, "Today, the government is on holiday, so I'm looking for a lively thing. Don't you know that no one will send a lunch before leaving?"

Lin Changmin said laughing and crying: "Brother Yongni, you didn't come for this lunch, are you?"

Weng Wenhan nodded and said, "Of course, the salary of our Ministry of Agriculture and Forestry is very low. This time we came here to be a tooth-beating sacrifice."

"Hahaha..." Lin Changmin couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!