Zhuang Jihua picked up his fists from afar: "Mr. Feng, I have been waiting for a long time, I will forgive my guilt and forgive my guilt."

The officers around who were looking at Feng Gui with strange eyes immediately turned their heads, and Feng Gui smiled and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm sorry you are innocent."

This big shook his tone made Zhuang Jihua laugh and cry. Feng Gui didn't seem to see his expression, so he raised his foot and walked inside: "I'm here to fulfill the appointment. Wen Cui, his position is low and his salary is not high, so I can just turn my head."

With a tone of debt, Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but shake his head slightly. The old man was already over fifty years old, and he still looked like a cynical and old child. I don't know how he lived over the years. "I haven't stepped on the ground yet." Zhuang Jihua said with a wry smile: "It's still a mess. Let's go in and talk, have we eaten or not, if I don't have the food." "I've eaten." Feng Gui didn't feel anything at all: "I heard that the food here is not good, so I came after I ate it."

A smile appeared on Zhuang Jihua's face. The two of them were walking and bickering, stepping into Zhuang Jihua's office. Feng Gui sat down at the stove without hesitation, taking off his scarf and exclaimed: "It's still your commander's office that is comfortable. It's said that we have been dating for almost twenty years and have worked together in Chongqing for nearly ten years. This is the first time I have entered your office."

"Time changes, there are always changes." After Zhuang Jihua finished speaking, he looked at Feng Gui and laughed. The two knew it. Feng Gui was Chen Lifu's person before, so of course it was impossible to enter Zhuang Jihua's office. Zhuang Jihua received him either in the reception room or in the conference room. However, now the relationship between the two has changed clearly, and the office naturally opened. "You girl, don't go pour tea." Feng Gui was roasting the fire and turned his head to say to Gong Xiuhua. Zhuang Jihua was so happy that Gong Xiuhua was thirty hands, but he was regarded as a child by this old man.

Gong Xiuhua frowned and stared at him with dissatisfaction and scolded: "Old ghost, I've been driven out and ran away to us. If you have the ability, please come to them." "Hahaha." Zhuang Jihua finally laughed: "Xuhua, go pour tea and fight, you can't fight against the scholars of genius. When did you see him suffer a loss?" "The mouth is sharp and thick, the skin is not a little ink, and the word "Talent" can be removed from the latter." Gong Xiuhua sneered, but brought him a cup of tea and took him out.

There were only Zhuang Jihua and Feng Gui left in the room. Zhuang Jihua brought Feng Gui a chair. Feng Gui sat by the stove without giving in moderation, holding a teacup in both hands and asked with a smile: "How do you feel when you left after a while?" "There are not many problems, but there are quite a few hidden dangers. Some generals need to adjust, but I don't have a specific candidate." Zhuang Jihua himself also brought a chair and sat opposite Feng Gui: "It's hard to deal with."

Feng Gui didn't speak, but just held the tea cup and looked at the floating tea leaves inside. Zhuang Jihua told him in detail the problems he found after inspecting Yi Nan and the actions he was preparing to take.

"Brother Liu Ruming must leave. This is a warning to a hundred people, but I have no one to replace him. In addition, Du Yuming is a general and Fan Hanjie is generous, but he is also generous when he loses it. So I want Du Yuming to serve as the commander of the Fifth Army."

After saying that, Zhuang Jihua looked at Feng Gui quietly. The room became quiet, with only the occasional gurgling sound of drinking water. After a while, Feng Guicai said: "Du Yuming's best not to move ■0."

As soon as this sentence was released, Zhuang Jihua immediately understood that Feng Gui had noticed his intention in the past few minutes. He did not speak but asked with his eyes, but Feng Gui did not look up: "Mr. Jiang is not completely relieved, and Wang Guobin is too experienced. If Mr. Jiang accepts your opinion, transfers Du Yuming away, but transfers someone else to serve as the commander of the Fifty Army, it will be more cost-effective. This is one; secondly, with Du Yuming here, the expansion of the Fifty Army will be easier; thirdly, the personnel arrangements of the Fifty Army will be easier."

It is really worthy of being an old fox. Zhuang Jihua sighed in his heart. Feng Gui had completely seen through his intentions. Moreover, these three items hit the nail on the head, especially the first one that surprised him. The possibility of this body exists completely and is very great. After all, Wang Guobin's Fei Tun was there, and Chiang Kai-shek could change it rightly. "Sir, right?" Zhuang Jihua said slowly: "Du Yuming can't move, at least not now."

His tone was a little disappointed, and Feng Gui smiled slightly: "Du Yuming does not move, but the people below must move. The Cultural Revolution, the Fifty-Two Army and the Forty-Nine Army are your cadre training schools. In fact, in my opinion, Wang Guobin and Zhang Lihui should leave the Sixty-Two Army, and the cadres of the Forty-Nine Army should also forgive the adjustment and be transferred externally."

"When there is a place, the Expeditionary Force," Feng Gui added: "Although Yu Jishi did not touch your people, it does not mean that they will not move in the future. Mr. Jiang now has the intention to cultivate Yu Jishi, and he also has the meaning of this. He is likely to be the second Hu Zongnan."

"Yu Jishi will make adjustments to the personnel of the Expeditionary Force sooner or later. If it weren't for your reasons, he might have started to move. Yu Jishi will definitely develop in the future. Now transferring your people and maintaining the relationship between the two parties is very important for the future." Zhuang Jihua certainly understood what he meant. Yu Jishi would definitely take action. If he didn't take action, Chiang Kai-shek would also let him take action, because once Yu Jishi took action to exclude his people, the current good relationship between the two would break down. Instead of falling to this point, it would be better to give in now.

"God is really aware. Now he has such an arm help." Zhuang Jihua was secretly happy. He stood up and walked to the table, picked up the prepared report and threw it into the fire. Feng Gui looked at him with some confusion, and Zhuang Jihua smiled bitterly: "This is a report requesting the transfer of Du Yuming."

Feng Gui nodded, feeling very satisfied. Zhuang Jihua said: "I am very grateful that sir can come to help, but I don't know what position should I give to sir. I can't do it now. "I don't look like going to those two places," Feng Gui said lightly: "I'm right by your side and now adviser."

"Okay, as long as the sir doesn't feel wronged." Zhuang Jihua was also talking about what the senior senator in the theater was a idle position, and the commander of the theater had the power to appoint. After Li Zongren left, several senior senators who had a close relationship with the Guangxi clan also followed him. The vacant position was just right. "Cultural Revolution, what level do you want to achieve?" Feng Gui restrained his somewhat cynical attitude and asked solemnly.

Zhuang Jihua didn't speak, and lifted the kettle on the stove to add water to him. Feng Gui's problem hit him the most important part. Only two or three people knew about his daily life among the core people.

"Wencui, why haven't you ever thought about it?" Feng Gui frowned, not seemingly feeling that he was a bit rash when asking this question now. In his opinion, Zhuang Jihua and Chiang Kai-shek were not simply related to superiors and subordinates and teachers and students, but they seemed to be working together. Before coming, he sorted out what Zhuang Jihua had done over the years and the situation he formed now, and concluded that Zhuang Xihua was definitely not just about self-protection, but had a deeper purpose, but what was this purpose? Feng Gui couldn't think of it.

Zhuang Jihua was quickly evaluating Feng Gui's purpose, but he soon discovered that he made an accurate evaluation by Yuanfa, and he temporarily avoided this question: "I have thought, Brother Wuchang, what did you think?"

Feng Gui immediately noticed Zhuang Jihua's concern from the change in Zhuang Jihua's name. He smiled with a little self-deprecatingly: "I guess you don't mean to take Mr. Jiang, but the Cultural Revolution." Feng Gui's tone became very sincere and practical: "I don't know what you will be in the end, but I want to tell you, the commander of the Fifth War Zone, this position must not be lost. Your current planning and deployment are crucial to whether you can achieve your goals in the end."

Zhuang Jihua did not move. He stared at the dark blue tongue of fire that was flying out of the fire. After Feng Gui finished speaking, he stopped saying anything. He understood Zhuang Jihua's current hesitation. Even if Zhuang Jihua didn't tell him anything today, he would stay.

"Brother Wuchang, I can only tell you some things slowly, because what I want to do is very difficult and the possibility of failure is very high."

Zhuang Jihua finally decided not to tell him for the time being, and if he leaves because of this, he cannot take this risk.

"Okay, find me a place to live, and the orderly soldiers are not needed." Feng Gui stood up: "As your senior lieutenant, I want to remind you that the brothers Liu Ruming can be transferred, so I will be transferred from the 33rd Army to allow those who come back from Myanmar to enter the 33rd Army.

After saying that, he put on a scarf and left the room. Zhuang Jihua looked at his back and fell into deep thought. Gong Xiuhua came in and saw him sitting by the fire and staring at the fire. He knew what he was going to make again, so he sat at the table without saying a word.

"Embroidered painting, drafting an order, the first is to hold a military meeting with officers above the commander in the theater command five days later. Two telegrams were drafted, and the chairman of the board recommended Liu Zhennian to study at the Central Military Academy, and requesting the establishment of a reserve training committee, and Liu Ruming was recommended as director. He Jifeng was recommended as commander of the 68th Army, Xia Yanglin was recommended as deputy commander of the 77th Army and also commander of the l7q Division, and appointed Li Yuhong, the current director of the Political Department of the 33rd Army, as deputy director of the Political Department of the War Zone, and Li Anding was recommended as director of the Political Department of the 33rd Army." "Is it too much to move the two armies at once?" Gong Xiuhua quickly drafted the order and the telegram to Zhuang Jihua, and at the same time he was very concerned.

"As long as it is a miscellaneous brand, the chairman will not disagree. Mr. Feng is right. He wants to train Liangzhen. Xia Yanglin and Lu Ruishan are not there for a long time. It is better to transfer back, and the sooner the better. "What about the troops?" Gong Xiuhua asked.

"With generals, you will not have any soldiers. I telegraphed Li Anding and told them that everyone would bring a group of officers back, so they naturally understood." Zhuang Jihua's tone became more and more firmer. This time he didn't want to do so softly. He felt that there was no more time. He called for monthly tickets to support!!!

Call for monthly ticket support!!!

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