Wen Xiaowan was surprised at how my uncle guessed, so she heard Chao Zongnan say again: "Of course it is impossible to be the son of the Grand Marshal Shangwu. What is his identity? His son is like a prince and aristocrat when he was born. Just look at these wealthy families. They may not be as happy as we live, sometimes they can't even keep a child when they have sex. The wealthy families have the sorrow of the wealthy families. Our small families have the joyful daughter of the small families. Remember, it is better to marry a poor man as a wife than to marry a rich man as a concubine. Our people can have no money but no backbone. "

It turned out that Chao Zongnan just said this casually. Wen Xiaowan felt relieved and smiled and said, "Uncle, aunt, I know, how could your daughter be such a silly girl, you two shouldn't commit suicide now?"

"Of course I don't want it anymore"

"Does that kid want it?"

My aunt immediately said, "Of course I want it. This is given to us by the Bodhisattva, and I will be from our Chao family in the future."

Chao Zongnan said: "Does this child have a name?"

Wen Xiaowan said: "It is called Zongzhou, Wang Zongzhou, and the nickname is Xiaoshitou. Sister Gan said she hopes that this child can be as strong and tough as a stone."

"Good name, good name, full of domineeringness. Jiuzhou Sect Society is what the world expects." Chao Zongnan exclaimed, and then asked to comment again. My aunt knew that if this old guy was talking endlessly, she really wanted to get a child. She hurriedly said: "If you enter our family, you must be our family, and you can't use your original name."

Chao Zongnan was in a good mood and was interrupted and he was not angry and stroked his beard and said, "That's right, that's right."

My aunt asked again: "When will the child be sent here?"

Wen Xiaowan said: "I'll go and ask tomorrow."

But the next night, the night was bright, Wen Xiaowan lowered her head and hurried back to the Chao family house with a baby boy. When she passed by the street corners and alleys, the neighbor couldn't help but look at her. She guessed that the girl was so shameless. She gave birth to a child outside at a young age. Wen Xiaowan didn't know the neighbor's complaints, just pretending not to let others see it, so she quickly knocked on the door and entered the Chao family.

Wen Xiaowan's uncle and aunt were stunned. Unexpectedly, they had a son so soon. Uncle Chao Zongnan said in tears: "God, my husband and wife have given us such a fat boy. Don't forget their great kindness. From now on, you can call him Chao Jingzhou." My aunt knelt on the ground and thanked the Bodhisattva repeatedly, but Wen Xiaowan thought of the sob sister. It's really hard to recite scriptures for every family.

Looking at the fat Zongzhou, Wen Xiaowan felt sad. This child is indeed too much like Wang Maoru. His father likes to look the most like his son. Then he must be very sad. She suddenly felt pitiful to Wang Maoru again. But after a while, the girl's mind changed again. She returned to her room and looked at Wang Maoru's poster portrait, and said angrily: "You, why do you want to do this? You are such a fool, you are the stupidest fool! Fool, you are a fool!" She cursed, lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep, but her heart suddenly felt full of Wang Maoru's shadow.

"This fool, how could I think of him? I'm so crazy" Wen Xiaowan sighed.

It's strange that after Zongzhou was sent away, Ulantuya's illness really improved. It recovered in two days. The two of them were suspicious for a long time. Ulantuya also went to the master's grave to burn paper. Zongzhou was so begging for everything in the newcomer's home. Wang Maoru felt very guilty about Ulantuya, so he took care of her more.

Ulantuya's condition improved, and Wang Maoru immediately arrived at the Guangdong-Guangzhou Military Region by plane. At this time, Guangzhou began to get hot. Wang Maoru visited here for three days and listened to the report of an army representative. Because there was an extra week of preparation time, the report of the Guangdong-Guangzhou Military Region was very good. Finally, he visited a military exercise. However, this exercise was more like acting soldiers like a clumsy actor, an officer like a general on the stage, a regiment commander even ran to the position to supervise the battle, and the general responsible for playing the enemy was slightly less intelligent everywhere as if he was a perfect supporting role.

The soldiers of the Red and Blue sides were carrying the latest defense force standard weapons, such as Minjiu rifle, Type 20 light machine gun, C2 submachine gun, Flea Type 1 grenade gun, UC8 heavy machine gun, 62 bazooka, 70 infantry cannon, 75 mountain cannon, 105 field cannon, 122 howitzer, Minjiu tank, and Kirin 2 bomber coordinated combat. It can be said that this military exercise actually showed the strongest combat weapon in the Republic of China. Later, the smaller the performance of the soldiers, the more the weapon performance is, the very absolute factor. Often, when the Red side was fired, the Blue side defending soldiers retreated at the fastest speed...

Wang Maoru had a smile at first, and when the military exercise reached the middle, he looked as if he was ashen. Later, he sneered. After the exercise, the generals came over to ask Wang Maoru to instruct. Wang Maoru said lightly: "You are doing well. You can play a strait team and you can go to perform." The sarcasm revealed in these words made the generals' faces turn green and white. Zhao Zengfu, the commander of the Qilin Legion, also looked ashamed. Wang Maoru said again: "It seems that you have not fought for a year and have forgotten how to fight. It's easy to deal with. The Western Regions are not peaceful, and the Russians are ready to move. It seems that you should go there to do activities."

Everyone looked surprised. Could it be that they were going to mobilize troops? Let's go to the Western Regions? Everyone's faces became bitter. After staying in the colorful world of Guangdong and Guangxi for a long time, who would want to go to the miserable place in the Western Regions?

But at this time, Wang Maoru changed his subject and said disdainfully: "But I am afraid, I am afraid that you will embarrass me, I am afraid that you will not even be able to find your body when you go to the Western Regions? Where is the slogan of 'Qilin Legion, gods and ghosts'? We are now 'Qilin Legion, tofu fermented beans'! What's the matter! Do you think I am blind? Do you think war is a joke? Is it possible that the whole country will be unified? Do you know that the British, Japanese, Russian, French, and Portuguese are ready to move? Next we will fight with them, remember that our opponents are Western powers! I am very dissatisfied with this exercise, Zhao Zengfu!"

"arrive!"

Wang Maoru said: "The military rank is punished by the general to the first level and continue to serve as the commander of the Qilin Legion. As the commander of the Lieutenant General, when will you let these horses be put into Nanshan to train me to be like the death-death soldiers of the Western Regions Legion? When will I restore your military rank?"

"Yes!" Zhao Zengfu was very depressed. He had done everything in the calculation, but it was broken in the last and most critical link. What a broken regiment commander, who was actually commanding on the front line during offense and defense. You're crazy! After the military system reform, the number of soldiers in a regiment was reduced from 1,950 to 1,449, but the firepower did not weaken but increased. The regiment commander should sit in the back to command the battle. Running to the front line was a reckless act, and the battle was so fake. No wonder Wang Maoru was angry.

However, at this time someone was dissatisfied. It turned out that it was Deng Yanda, the commander of the 19th Brigade. Deng Yanda, who led Chen Jiongming's most elite troops to rebel, was later excluded and transferred to Huo Bin, the 7th Division, as brigade commander. Later, the military region was transferred to the Guangdong army outside the province. Instead, he returned to Guangdong Deng Yanda, and said in a blunt manner, dissatisfied and said in dissatisfied: "Report, I have something to say to you." Everyone looked at him in unison, and Wang Maoru said: "You officer, say."

Deng Yanda said: "I think that the regiment commander is on the front line to command operations, which will only boost morale. It is not a reckless act. The fighter planes on the battlefield change rapidly and fleetingly. The information conveyed between the soldiers is closely connected to the messenger to convey. Obviously, this seriously affects the efficiency of the battlefield. I think that the regiment commander is on the front line and has no choice but to be helpless. When there is a real war, most of our army officers will choose to command on the front line, especially the combat units below the regiment level. Although some places are not satisfactory, the regiment commander in front is not an act. He asked Xiushuai to cancel the punishment for the military throne, because Xiushuai's punishment is not valid!"

Deng Yanda's words made everyone stunned. Unexpectedly, this boy was so stunned. Wang Maoru also reexamined this young man who was well-known in the history of the Republic of China. Obviously, Deng Yanda, who was only 27 years old at this time, was not a politician in history, but just a soldier.

The people of Yu were so arrogant that they dared not come out. Wang Maoru thought about Deng Yanda's words carefully and felt that there was some truth. In this era, there was no battlefield phone number, and the radio station was even tightly laid to the brigade level. When commanding, when the regiment-level combat, they might not be strictly respected. The headquarters repaired the headquarters in the rear. It seemed that the infantry ethics of the National Defense Forces were formulated, which was too advanced.

After a while, Wang Maoru nodded, but admitted that Deng Yanda's pardon for Zhao Zengfu made him slapped him in the face, saying, "What you are talking about is just a situation, but with the progress of the times, the information will become more and more smooth. At that time, the leader will not need to face the rain of bullets on the front line. If you do not punish your military throne, I will punish you to go to the Western Regions to have a real battle with the Russians."

Deng Yanda said excitedly: "Yes, I am willing to go to the Western Regions!"

Wang Maoru glanced at Zhao Zengfu and said, "Well, you have a good subordinate."

Zhao Zengfu smiled and said, "This is all the cultivation of Xiushuai."

"No need to flatter," Wang Maoru said, "You have to practice well. In the future, I will use military force against France. From Guangxi to Vietnam. If you still look like this, just stop doing it."

Zhao Zengfu immediately saluted and said, "Please rest assured, you will never make any slack mistakes in your post."

Wang Maoru nodded and said to Deng Yanda: "Prepare for handover, follow me all the way to the Western Regions."
Chapter completed!