Li Xiaoxiao made a cup of black tea for herself and Zhang Qilu on the bar in the carriage. He sat across from Zhang Qilu.
"Do you think this is still tea? Just make it casually and drink it."
"Smile, in the Tang Dynasty, tea was a tribute. It was rare and not something you could drink if you had money. If you weren't a scholar, you wouldn't be worthy of drinking tea. But it's different now. Tea is no longer exclusive to the royal family and scholar-bureaucrats. It’s just an ordinary drink.”
Zhang Qilu didn't urge Li Xiaoxiao. The train would run all day anyway, so they had plenty of time. At this time, he picked up some documents on the desk and looked through them casually.
Brother Jianqi ignored her. Although Li Xiaoxiao had some brains, when it came to her methods and thoughts of dealing with men, there were really not many people in this world who could beat her, Li Xiaoxiao.
Li Xiaoxiao said slowly, "Brother Qi, where do you think the commander is from?"
"A native of Dacheng, Hebei Province."
"Really?"
"How else."
"Shandong people."
Zhang Qilu sat up, looked at her with doubtful eyes and said, "How do you know?"
Li Xiaoxiao pointed to his head and said, "Because I am from Shandong now. My name is Li Xiyue. Your grandfather was originally from our Li family."
Zhang Qilu jumped up from the sofa when he heard this. He was still very interested in the secrets of the Zhang family.
Seeing Zhang Qilu's interest, Li Xiaoxiao stopped saying, "Want to know?"
"Well, I want to know."
"Then you have to promise me something."
"What's up."
"I haven't thought about it yet. Anyway, you agree first."
"Okay, no problem. Don't say one thing. Ten things are fine."
Seeing Zhang Qilu's attitude, Li Xiaoxiao stopped showing off.
"Dashuai Zhang's father, your grandfather's original surname was Li. He was adopted from our Li family to the Zhang family. At that time, the Zhang family had few male members, and the ancestors of the Li family were family friends with the Zhang family, so the Li family adopted your grandfather to the Zhang family. Zhang family."
After hearing this, Zhang Qilu thought for a while and said, "This is wrong. If that's the case, then why am I in this body."
"Yeah, you want to know? Well, give me the pistol on your waist to play with."
Zhang Qilu was also speechless. He took out his pistol and handed it over. Let alone a gun at this moment, as long as Li Xiaoxiao dared to ask him for a division of soldiers, he, Zhang Qilu, would dare to give it to him.
"Although the male son of the Zhang family was gone, there was still a girl. It happened that your grandfather got along very well with this girl from the Zhang family, and they fell in love with each other for a long time. The Zhang family happened to be moving to the Northeast at that time, so they changed the Zhang family's girl. She took on a surname and married into the Zhang family. It can be regarded as continuing the bloodline of the Zhang family."
Zhang Qilu had some thoughts after hearing this. It was a coincidence that a bloodline has been continued for hundreds of years and tens of millions of years. How lucky it is for people to be born in this world. What is more fortunate than being alive? All other so-called sufferings are just incidental to this luck.
Li Xiaoxiao saw that Zhang Qilu had some thoughts and didn't bother. She started to play with the pistol in her hand, and disassembled the pistol in a few moments. She had never been exposed to firearms, and she was attracted by how simple it was in almost an instant. I was attracted by the rugged and extremely effective machinery. This is a large-caliber Browning M1911 pistol, which was considered the most powerful and reliable pistol at the time.
Li Xiaoxiao opened the window and fired seven shots at a small stone in the distance, all of which hit the target. It is completely impossible for a soldier who is familiar with firearms to continuously hit the same target on a high-speed moving train. It is also very difficult for a practitioner. Li Xiaoxiao did it without realizing it. Regarding the matter, it can only be said that she is born with a very high degree of adaptability to firearms. Although people in Jianghu disdain the use of firearms, Li Xiaoxiao considers herself a helpless little girl. At this moment, she decided to get some guns for self-defense when she returns.
At this time there was a knock on the carriage door.
"What happened to the young commander?"
Zhang Qilu came to his senses and dismissed him casually.
Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Xiaoxiao, then why are you here and why am I resting on your lap."
"I just think about it now. I am now your foreign language teacher teaching you French and Japanese, and also serving as your translator. You need to meet a lot of people this time in Peking. Of course, such an important job requires one of your own. If you really want to discuss it, If so, I am your father’s cousin, and you still want to call me sister-in-law.”
Zhang Qilu was a little confused. One sister-in-law was not enough, and now another sister-in-law appeared.
At this time, Zhang Qilu suddenly sat up straight again, "How come Zhang Qilu and Li Xiaoxiao have become relatives."
"Don't be nervous. Zhang Qilu and Li Xiaoxiao have nothing to do with each other. It's been a hundred years. But I have a question for you. Why didn't you show up at Zhang's house in Shanghai? Why did you show up here?"
Zhang Qilu was hesitant at this time and sighed softly, "Do you think my father married into the Zhang family? My father came from Wudang Mountain."
At this time, the carriage door was opened and two people walked in. The person leading the way was Adjutant Gan. He lowered his head to avoid Zhang Qilu's gaze.
The other person was wearing a Chinese tunic suit with a Chinese character face and a serious face. When he saw that there was a cute, sweet and plump young female officer beside Marshal Zhang, he sneered and mocked, "It seems that our Marshal Zhang is as charming and suave as the rumors say. Today I can see that it is indeed worthy of its reputation.”
Zhang Qilu had no idea who this person was and why he was here at this time, but judging from the adjutant's attitude and the person's clothing, Zhang Qilu had a pretty good guess. He calmly got up from the sofa, came to the desk, sat down, and scolded the adjutant with a stern expression, "Adjutant Gan, what's going on? Didn't I tell no one to disturb me?"
Adjutant Gan, who had his head lowered, was at a loss and didn't know how to speak. His eyes flickered as if attracted by something on the desk. All this was seen by Zhang Qilu and Li Xiaoxiao.
At this time, the Chinese-character face opened his mouth and said, "Young Marshal, don't embarrass him. It was the gentleman who asked me to come to you. I wonder if the Young Marshal has thought about what I discussed with you last time? I'm here to take over this time." of."
Handover? whats the matter. Zhang Qilu didn't know it at all, and the commander didn't explain it in his memory, but for Zhang Qilu, who often had to face accidents and dangers, quick wit was only one of the most basic abilities.
After pretending to be deep in thought for a while, Zhang Qilu said, "What if I don't give it?" He began to test.
The seemingly calm Chinese character face suddenly changed his face and said, "I heard that the young marshal encountered an assassination on his way here. Do you know who you offended? You didn't let them build the railway and stopped them from mining in every possible way. If it weren't for us Save you, do you think you can still be this young marshal safely? Believe it or not, if I get off at the next stop, the Japanese will kill you right away. You surnamed Zhang, don’t toast without being punished liquor."
As he spoke, his expression softened a little and he continued, "That gentleman said that as long as you take out the things, we will definitely consider what you said seriously."
Zhang Qilu faced this chameleon-like person. He was thinking and drinking tea. Sometimes not refuting was a sign of weakness.
Seeing that the young marshal showed weakness, Guozi continued to console him, "Young marshal Zhang, these things were not yours in the first place. I know you have spent many years and put in a lot of effort to find them out. As long as you tell us where the map is, we promise Provide two divisions of German equipment to your department, and then you will have the capital to compete with the Japanese.
Otherwise. "He said and waved his hand. At this time, a dozen young people also wearing Chinese tunic suits rushed in from both ends of the carriage.
He immediately changed his face to a mocking expression and continued, "Please cooperate with me, Marshal."
Zhang Qilu breathed a sigh of relief now, and looked at each other with Li Xiaoxiao, and the two of them smiled slightly. Take action at the same time.
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