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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 883 The Chongqing Debate

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    Chapter 883: Chongqing Debate

    On the second day after the Peking Military Conference, Tang Qiuli took a relaxed flight and rushed to Chongqing. There was still a tough battle to be fought. Sometimes, lawsuits were more tiring. Fortunately, Tang Qiuli was still able to cope with this.  Dao, and solved the problem of ideological unl¨¤n in the army, and is full of confidence in this debate.

    Before leaving for Chongqing, I had already sent a telegram to the National Affairs Supervisory Yuan and Chairman Chiang Kai-shek. We should also prepare the other party, right?  Tang Qiuli rubbed his head in pain and leaned on the seat, still a little scared. Mei Xue on the side quickly put a wet hand towel on him, puffed out her cute little mouth, and complained in a low voice: "No.  If you know how to drink less, you are asking for trouble.¡±

    Tang Qiuli could only smile bitterly. On the night after the military meeting ended, the dignified second-level general of the Army, the veritable King of the North, was beaten up by dozens of his subordinates. He went straight to the Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant and set up more than a dozen tables.  These generals have their own reasons for eating whatever tastes good. The division commander, Director Mei, and Secretary Mei all receive military allowances. They are three people who make money. They are much richer than us bachelors.

    If you don¡¯t eat, who will you eat?  Besides, the teacher has just made a big fortune, including ten tons of gold from the little devil. Some of the old brothers haven¡¯t seen each other for more than a year. The teacher doesn¡¯t want to dig into his pocket to celebrate. In a word, you are the teacher, and you are guaranteed.  During the banquet, Liu Tiehan and Tang Qiuli drank three glasses of wine alone. The brigade commanders didn't know what was wrong and kept cheering.

    They also followed suit and came over to toast Tang Qiuli one after another. It was difficult to refuse the hospitality. The direct consequence was that His Excellency was half-supported and half-carried home by several members of the special guard. Mei Xue was shocked, thinking that he was injured, and hurriedly  I came over to check, but I didn't know that the master's arms were strong, he hugged Mei Xue's plump body, and fell directly on the bed.

    Several personal guards ran away quickly and couldn't hold back their laughter in the corridor. Mei Xue was even more embarrassed, her face burned like coals. She struggled hard, but she heard the man under her body snoring like thunder and wandering in her sleep.  Went there, Mei Xue was sleeping in the middle of the night, Tang Qiuli wanted water and vomited at times, and it didn't stop until about four o'clock in the middle of the night. Mei Xue almost didn't sleep all night.

    As a direct result of excessive drinking, Tang Qiuli's head still hurts. Looking at Mei Xue's slightly tired face, he stroked Mei Xue's long hair distressedly and said, "Xue'er, thank you for your hard work." Mei Xue gave him a big  Rolling his eyes, Tang Qiuli took back his hand with a smile. This time, he was afraid of offending his wife. In fact, Mei Xue felt sorry for his body.

    The plane landed at Chongqing Airport. Through the porthole, I saw a huge battle at the airport. As expected, there were hundreds of reporters, holding various tools in their hands, craning their necks waiting for the protagonist of the incident to show up.  , Tang Qiuli's scalp was a little numb, not because he was afraid of reporters, but the key was that the professionalism of these reporters was really unbearable.

    Tang Qiuli had just gotten off the plane with Mei Xue on his arm. Before he could pose, he was submerged in the crowd of reporters. The scene was filled with confusion. The reporters asked questions in a flurry. Tang Qiuli couldn't even hear a few of them. Shan Hu's  The security measures were very effective. Special guards formed a human wall. In less than a minute, the reporters were isolated one meter away.

    Tang Qiuli then spent all his energy and said only one sentence: "Dear journalists, I will be questioned by the supervisory committee members at the Supervisory Yuan in four hours. You are welcome to come to the scene for interviews. All questions will be answered by me.  They all answered, and after that, they got into the car and ran away quickly. The reporters took pictures of the car as it went away.

    Tang Qiuli was using this as a test move. You must know that the National Government's control over the news media is very strict. Similar to the supervisory committee's questioning of government officials on such serious matters, reporters would not even rely on them.  No, if a large number of reporters appeared at the afternoon meeting, it would mean that someone among the government officials wanted to escalate the situation, or that it was Chairman Chiang's direct instruction.

    When he arrived at the hotel where he was staying, Tang Qiuli took a comfortable hot shower. All the fatigue and residual alcoholism were wiped away. He felt refreshed and relaxed. He leaned on the sofa comfortably and read the newspaper on the coffee table. There was nothing.  The new content is all the same old tunes, but the odor seems to be a little stronger, so it's almost a direct bombardment.

    The hotel was a little quiet, unnaturally quiet. Logically speaking, when the second-largest figure in the government came to accompany the capital, those officials, big and small, who wanted to monopolize and get close to each other, would have already visited. Every time Tang Qiuli came to Chongqing, he was always worried about it.  This situation is miserable, but it is better now. It feels like being neglected in the past. Even Yang Yongtai, the secretary-general of the Military Commission who appears every time, does not show up. This is intentional avoidance. This is not bad. I am happy to be quiet.  .

    "Dong dong dong" There was a gentle knock on the room. Shanhu opened the room and looked at the people coming up and down warily. A female waiter held a tray and brought a few cups of tea. The tea was good, and with the curling up of the  The water mist exudes a faint scent of tea. This girl has a good figure and is pretty.?.

    Wearing a well-fitting uniform, she outlines a plump figure, with a small white apron tied around her waist. She has slim curves. She gently placed the tea cup on the coffee table and said: "Sir, please have some tea." Her movements were elegant and very standard. Yan Yuying  Her voice was indescribably charming. Tang Qiuli couldn't help but look at her a few more times. If it weren't for the fact that the hostess was pretty, she was still a few grades behind Mei Xue.

    Because Tang Qiuli felt a different aura from this female hostess. Although she concealed it well, Tang Qiuli caught it keenly. Shan Hu also had this feeling at almost the same time. He was  Due to my professional sensitivity, I felt that this female host seemed to have received strict military training.

    Shan Hu stepped in front of the hostess and reached out to grab him. Tang Qiuli quickly stopped him with his eyes. The hostess also felt the murderous aura coming from Tang Qiuli and Shan Hu, but did not panic. Instead, he smiled sweetly at Tang Qiuli.  , like a magic trick, he took out a letter, put it on the coffee table, swayed his plump and round buttocks, and walked out in a charming way.

    Tang Qiuli looked at the beautiful back of his beautiful woman, feeling a little dazed. It wasn't until Mei Xue let out a dissatisfied "hum" that he looked away and smiled awkwardly. Mei Xue glared at him, as if she was dissatisfied with him being in front of the beautiful woman.  Like Brother Zhu, he opened the letter and was stunned by the content inside.

    "Vice Chairman Tang Xunjian is here to accompany you to the capital. Please forgive me for not being able to go to the airport to greet you in person. Wan Wang Haihan, the person delivering the letter is a humble and trusted subordinate. You can rest assured that the Vice Chairman's safety while accompanying him is under the control of the military commander."  If you are an agent and take charge, what happened last time will never happen. Also, the mountain city is in a storm, so it is not convenient for me to go to the hotel to visit the Vice Chairman. Please forgive me. The signature is Dai Li. "

    This was a letter written by Dai Li to himself. He sent it to him in disguise. The letter was cryptic. However, Tang Qiuli at least got some information. Dai Li was responsible for his safety during his stay in Chongqing. This may be  The old man did not want any accidents to happen to him while he was in Chongqing. Perhaps Chairman Chiang believed that he would be disgraced and discredited this time in Chongqing, which was more cost-effective than killing himself.

    It may also be that Dai Li took the initiative to ask for a fight, acting as a protector in the name of monitoring himself, in order to repay his support and guidance many times. Perhaps this big spy leader simply did not believe that he would fall, and continued to place bets on himself.  , engage in emotional investment, and remind myself from the side that the current situation in Chongqing is not good, and it is not convenient for me to visit in the hotel.

    No matter how he said it, Dai Li was able to help him in this situation. Tang Qiuli was still very grateful to him. The mountain city was filled with shouts of fighting and killing, but Dai Li was the only one to take action. Tang Qiuli felt that this friend was not in vain, no matter what  Tang Qiuli had his own standards for how future generations would evaluate Dai Yunong. At the same time, he was wary of Dai Li's cautious behavior, meticulous thinking, and all-pervasive methods of military agents.

    In the afternoon, in the auditorium of the Chongqing Civil Affairs Supervisory Yuan, hundreds of supervisory committee members were sitting upright, a little nervous. The person who wanted to question was not a small fish or shrimp, but a big shot who stomped his feet and trembled in the political circles of the Republic of China. For this famous person  As a rising giant, most of the supervisory committee members were curious and did not believe that Tang Qiuli was involved in any shady activities with the Japanese. Many supervisory committee members had never seen this legendary man.  figure.

    However, with the instructions from above, the instigation of the government and military officials, and the repeated doubts in the newspapers, the Supervisory Yuan had to tell the public that there were only a few supervisory committee members who wanted to put Tang Qiuli to death.  He was a die-hard direct descendant of Chairman Chiang Kai-shek. He had long been lucky enough to ask tricky questions and prepared several articles, which made Tang Qiuli's death very ugly.

    Tang Qiuli appeared in front of the supervisory committee on time, which immediately caused a stir. They knew that he was young, but they didn't expect that he was so young. Moreover, he had an extraordinary bearing and walked lightly, and there seemed to be no hostile eyes.  , and nodded slightly in greeting, his eyes scanning every supervisory committee member present.

    Facing the presidium, there is a table. This is Tang Qiuli's position. This pattern is somewhat similar to the US Congress questioning government officials. The chairman presiding over the meeting is in his fifties. Tang Qiuli does not recognize him.  After hitting the hammer a few times, he said, "Committees of the Supervisory Committee, General Tang has arrived. Please raise your questions."

    An old man with a white head and a bright beard stood up first. Tang Qiuli was stunned for a moment. He was familiar with this man, not in this era, but in later generations. This old man's calligraphy was one of the best at that time, and in later generations.  At auctions, the prices have reached sky-high prices many times. The collector is proud to have acquired a work. He is also an upright person and can be regarded as a model for literati.

    However, in Tang Qiuli's view, this man's scholarly aura was too strong, and he was not political material at all. He didn't know if he had fallen into this muddy water. He was probably being used as a spearhead, or as a initiator.  Using his prestige to exert invisible pressure on himself, hundreds of reporters appeared at the venue, confirming Tang Qiuli's judgment.Break.

    "General Tang, I have something unclear. There were two great opportunities to recover rivers and mountains in the Northeast, and the Japanese-Russian war had no time to take care of it. However, General Tang withdrew his troops from the previously recovered areas, causing the Liaodong Peninsula and Fengtian area to fall into the hands of Japanese pirates again.  "Hand, what's your explanation?" The voice was loud, full of energy, and righteous, with a vague sound of gold and stone.

    Tang Qiuli smiled, here it comes, he didn't believe that such a professional question would come from this man's head.
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