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Chapter 783: The situation is treacherous, but the peace and prosperity is peaceful

"Didn't you go to Fengtian with him? How come you came back so soon?" Rosen guessed what he wanted to say, so he tried to change the subject.

"The Marshal seemed to have anticipated this and was worried that the Young Marshal might be in danger, so he kept me by his side to protect him. Now that the Marshal has been murdered, even if he is blessed by good fortune, he may not be able to manage things for some time. So the Young Marshal must return to Fengtian as soon as possible, and this journey... I am afraid there will be many dangers."

Gong Baosen said this, looking at Luo Sen expectantly and said, "Brother Luo has always been very capable, but he has never shown his abilities. Why don't you come with me to escort the young marshal this time..."

"Did you come here today on your own initiative, or was it your young commander's idea?" Rosen asked.

"It was my idea," Gong Baosen said, "but I also got the young commander's approval."

"In that case..." Rosen looked at Gong Baosen and said, "Go back and ask him first, if his father dies and the Japanese in the north start a war to seize the Northeast, will he, the young marshal, fight or surrender?"

"Based on my understanding of the young marshal, he is a man of courage and will fight to the death," said Gong Baosen.

"What if he changes his flag and submits to the people in the south one day, and those people don't let him resist, what will you do?" Rosen asked again.

“This… should be…”

"You are not him, and you cannot answer for him." Rosen waved his hand and said, "Just go and ask him. If his answer satisfies me, I will accompany him on this journey."

Gong Baosen nodded and left immediately.

About an hour later, he came back again, but his face did not look very good.

"What did he say?" Rosen asked.

"He said that if the Japanese started a war, he would fight to the death." Gong Baosen paused and said, "He also said that if we really change our flag, we will naturally have to obey their orders."

"When a common man gets angry, blood will splatter three feet." Rosen looked at Gong Baosen and said, "He is in a high position, but he is not even as good as a common man. He can let go of the hatred of the country and family easily. He says he is following orders, but I am afraid he is still a coward in his bones. You asked me to escort him, haha, is he worthy?"

"Brother Luo..."

"Go away, don't force me to turn against you." Rosen glanced at him and said, "Such a weak guy is really not worthy of your loyalty. You can decide for yourself where to go."

Gong Baosen was silent for a moment, bowed to Rosen, and turned and left.

With Gong Baosen's dedicated protection, the young marshal sneaked back to Fengtian safely on June 6.

Only one year had passed since June 27, 6, when the King of Northeastern China took office as the Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy of the Beiyang Military Government, exercised ruling power on behalf of the Republic of China, became the country's supreme ruler, formed the 18nd and final cabinet during the Beiyang warlord rule, and became the last ruler of the Beiyang military regime.

The ever-changing world, rise and fall, ebb and flow, from birth to death, it really is like a big dream.

This kind of thing continued to happen for a long time afterwards. The changing flags on the city walls is the most perfect portrayal of this period.

However, Gong Baosen obviously saw through it and was tired of it, so when the young marshal was appointed as the acting director of Fengtian military affairs in accordance with the Northeast King's will, he also retired at the right time, resigned, and stayed at home to recuperate and train his disciples.

Gong Er also bid farewell to Rosen and returned to Fengtian to accompany her father.

Time is always passing and the situation is constantly changing.

Gong Baosen sat at home, and apart from practicing boxing to maintain his health, he would read the newspaper at most.

On December 12, the Young Marshal announced the change of flag in Northeast China.

Gong Baosen was stunned for a long while when he saw the news in the newspaper. He read it several times before putting it down heavily. He sighed and said, "He predicted what would happen today half a year ago. He is truly a genius!"

"Dad, who are you talking about?" Gong Er asked curiously after hearing his sigh.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's your Uncle Luo."

Gong Er pursed her lips when she heard this. She didn't like being a generation younger than Rosen.

The situation in Northeast China is turbulent, but the scene in Beijing is quite different.

Xiao Douzi was already quite old and had learned a lot of skills. Naturally, he wanted to go out and explore the world, so he gave himself a stage name, Cheng Dieyi, and took Juxian with him to the theater.

Rosen neither opposed nor stopped his decision.

As the saying goes: A son is no longer under the control of his father when he grows up. What's more, this is not even your own son. You should teach him what you should teach him, and the rest depends on his own luck.

When Xiao Douzi left, Rosen asked him, "You have learned a lot from me, why do you insist on singing opera?"

Xiao Douzi kowtowed to Rosen and said with a smile: "Because only in this way can I become a boss like you!"

Rosen was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter.

A good opera singer would indeed be respected as a boss, but this boss was very different from Rosen's boss.

Rosen didn't explain in detail to Xiaodouzi. After all, it was the path he chose, so he just had to like it.

As soon as Xiao Douzi came on stage, he attracted a lot of drama fans in just one play. From then on, he became just like his name, as if he had transformed into a butterfly, becoming dazzling and famous in the capital.

Especially, as if it was fate, when he met Duan Xiaolou, who was also a little famous at the time, and collaborated with him in a play Farewell My Concubine, their reputations became even hotter.

Business women do not know the hatred of subjugation, and they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Amid the humming of Xipi Erhuang, the year came to 1931. The situation was becoming increasingly turbulent, and Xiao Ri was already sharpening his knives, but the gentlemen in the hall pretended not to see it and continued to fight for power.

However, Rosen set off for Fengtian in early September, but did not bring the popular Cheng Dieyi with him.

There are many ways to go to Fengtian, but Lawson chose the slowest train which is also the most representative of the times.

The steam train slid slowly on the railway, roaring from time to time to vent the frustration in its heart.

Rosen stayed in the car, watching the scenery outside slowly approaching and then gradually moving away, while listening to the idle chatter of people around him.

Amid the mixed voices, there were suddenly a few Japanese words that sounded irritating to him. When he looked in the direction of the voice, he saw a few well-dressed men sitting together and chatting in Japanese unscrupulously.

If Xiao Ri had been somewhat restrained when the Northeast King was alive, then three years after the Northeast King's death, they had made no secret of their desire for the Northeast.

Now that Rosen has seen them, of course he will not let them go.

He just wanted to see what these guys were going to do in Fengtian.

If we can follow the clues and catch more Japanese undercover elements, then this trip will not be in vain.

No matter how slow the car is, as long as it doesn't stop, it will reach its destination one day.

Fengtian Station.

In the steam of the train, Rosen got off the train. Before he could continue to track those Japanese spies, he heard an excited shout from not far away: "Rosen..."