Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 384: Promotion to a higher position

To put it bluntly, this is also Chairman Chiang’s method of employing people. If Tang Qiuli has been operating in Pingjin for many years and has taken deep roots, if Tang Qiuli is now about fifty years old and has experienced and is good at human relations.

, and had the capital to harbor dissent, Chairman Chiang would never dare to hand over the entire north to him.

Tang Qiuli was in his youth, full of high spirits and full of enthusiasm. It was the age when he was eager to make contributions and accumulate political capital. He had only been in North China for more than two years. Such a young man, with proper guidance, would be his most powerful arm.

This is the most regrettable thing.

After Tang Qiuli arrived in North China and his performance in the Xi'an Incident, this son put all his energy on the Japanese. He had no intention of seeking a high position in the political or military circles. Instead, he was in charge of 300,000 people.

During the period of the Central Army, there was no performance or action to cultivate his own private power. All of this comforted and reassured Chairman Chiang Kai-shek.

In comparison, Chairman Chiang is still willing to promote and reuse talented young people. They will never be like some middle-aged people who have gone through the ups and downs of life. Their thoughts and considerations are much more complicated. The blood of young people is always hot!

Based on the above considerations, Tang Qiuli finally came into the sight of Chairman Chiang. His performance in all aspects really made Chairman Chiang very happy, which led to the current situation.

The third order read, "Upon decision of the Military Commission of the National Government, Army Lieutenant General Tang Qiuli, the new Vice Chairman of the Military Commission, Chairman of the Northern Army Branch, and Commander-in-Chief of the Yellow River Basin Theater Command, is promoted to the rank of General of the National Revolutionary Army.

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Okay, good things like being promoted to an official position and becoming a noble can be realized in Tang Qiuli in one day. At this point in his life, what more can he ask for? This means that Tang Qiuli has been promoted to the top of the world at that time.

Thirty-four generals, becoming one of the highest military rank recipients in the armed forces of the Republic of China.

In other words, Tang Qiuli's military rank has come to an end. According to his military rank, he can be the chief officer of any military department of the Nationalist Government.

The military band played exciting music, and a handsome lieutenant colonel held a tray with a yellow silk base in both hands. On it was a golden general's collar badge and three golden stars, shining brightly under the spotlight.

Hui.

Chairman Chiang Kai-shek personally bestowed the rank of general on Tang Qiuli. At such a young age, he was able to obtain the highest military rank in the Republic of China, and he was the first person in the Republic of China to confer it personally. This was definitely a sensational news at the time.

Reporters from all walks of life have fallen into a state of madness, witnessing with their own eyes the miracle that happened to a young man. He was unknown at first, but suddenly emerged from the sky, shining brightly in the military and political circles of the Republic of China like a brilliant star.

He has gained the absolute trust and importance of Chairman Chiang Kai-shek, the first person in the Republic of China. How many secrets does this young man have?

The professionalism of reporters in this era is definitely no less than that of younger generations. Everyone wants to get first-hand news. In view of the solemn awarding ceremony taking place on the stage, reporters did not dare to rush forward.

He turned all his attention to Mei Ting. The girl who can come with him and hold hands must have an extraordinary relationship. She is starry-eyed, as if in a dream, focusing on Tang Qiu.

Mei Ting, who was leaving her body, was startled by the large number of reporters swarming over her.

Shan Hu and the soldiers of the special guard quickly formed a human wall in front of Mei Ting to keep the reporters out. The reporters were unwilling to take advantage of the opportunity, stretched their cameras in front of Mei Ting, and finally captured a few shots.

Mei Ting doesn't want to say anything to the reporters now. Tang Qiuli on the stage, in her mind, the most precious boy in her life, is already the center and focus of the entire ceremony. She is smart and will not add any extraneous things.

nonsense.

Returning to Nanjing this time may be the most changing experience in Mei Ting's life. From the initial worry, to the later calm, to now the dream-like surprise, all of this, Mei Ting has experienced in a short period of time.

, have experienced it all.

This big boy who became the focus of the audience has become the peak that she must look up to. Mei Ting suddenly felt a deep fear in her heart, or a loss of self-confidence. It was a kind of loss caused by distance. It seemed that Tang Qiuli

He is gradually moving away from her.

Tomorrow, maybe tonight, the major newspapers in Nanjing will have large photos of this boy, and everything about him will be spread in people's mouths. He is so dazzling, like an autumn night hanging in the distance.

There is a bright moon in the night sky, surrounded by dim stars. People only remember the brightness of the bright moon, but how can they notice the surrounding stars?

Maybe, he is one of the many dim stars around him. In Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the land of gold dust, there are countless ladies and gentlemen. They will definitely flock to an outstanding boy like Qiu Li. Maybe tomorrow, there will be someone by his side.

Will he be surrounded by girls who are better than him?

Mei Ting had the urge to pull Tang Qiuli and escape from Nanjing, and fled back to Pingjin, the place where her rose dream and sweet love began, far away from the crisis, where she could find her peace, even though Tang Qiuli on the stage was in Mei Ting's.

There was no change in Ting's eyes, she still had a fear of losing him.

Tang Qiuli, who has regained his composure and indifference, is working hard to complete a complete set of procedures in accordance with the requirements of the ceremony. How could he have imagined that this girl Mei Ting would think so much and be so complicated in the audience?

In the evening, a grand celebration reception was held at the Jinling Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in Nanjing. The central figure at the reception, Tang Qiuli, suffered from the persistent pursuit and interception of reporters, and finally managed to pull Mei Ting out of the siege.

Just as he was about to take a breath, he was blocked by a large number of graceful and graceful ladies.

From the beginning of the reception, Tang Qiuli felt that Mei Ting was not in a high mood and seemed unwilling to appear with him in front of senior officials. Tang Qiuli thought that she had been busy socializing all day, so she was somewhat neglected.

, and laughed at her for being so petty!

Now, Tang Qiuli felt that Mei Ting beside him stiffened, like a tiger guarding its prey. She was full of hostility towards these beautiful girls. Tang Qiuli seemed to understand a little bit what was going on. He

He let go of Mei Ting's hand and instead held her slender waist tightly.

Mei Ting, who was tense all over, suddenly softened, and her whole body seemed to be leaning on Tang Qiuli. This was a warning, and perhaps only girls could understand its meaning.

Tang Qiuli smiled politely and dealt with these girls calmly. Mei Ting never said a word. After finally getting rid of the pink army, Tang Qiuli felt even more tired than dealing with the reporters.

At night, Mei Ting showed her unprecedented wildness, overwhelming lingering, plump, huge breasts, spread her wings like a dove, her long black hair rose and fell, sticking to her sweaty forehead, covering her body.

Her face is as delicate as jade, and her dark eyes are burning with passionate flames.

This made Tang Qiuli feel a little strange, but more of a sense of freshness, which also aroused his heroic spirit. The same desire, different Mei Ting, the night and the original desire, Tang Qiuli's joy reached its peak.

, he was so tired that he turned around and fell asleep sweetly.

Is the girl who hugs him tightly and seems to be melting into his body asleep? Why do two drops of clear tears quietly fall from the corners of her eyes, but a touching smile blooms at the corners of her mouth?

The next day, a notice came from the Chairman's Attendant's Room that Chairman Chiang would summon Tang Qiuli in his office at nine o'clock in the morning to listen to his report on the movements of the Japanese troops in North China. This showed that the old man had already focused his main energy on

When it comes to the Japanese, this is great news for Tang Qiuli. As long as there is no civil war, Chairman Chiang is still a pretty good person.

Tang Qiuli attached great importance to this report. He used some time to sort out the information about the Japanese army in North China in detail, and wrote down a number of key points on paper. This report of his will determine

The question of which direction the future strategic focus of the Nationalist government will tilt.

It was also an excellent opportunity to fully explain to Chairman Chiang Kai-shek his strategic vision for North China. The old man had entrusted the entire north to himself, so he had to come up with something practical to make people feel at ease.

This can be regarded as a matter of trust and loyalty. Looking at Tang Qiuli's serious look, Mei Ting, who was wearing white pajamas, was like a virtuous little wife, as lightly as a kitten, arranging his military uniform.

I wiped it with a wet towel over and over again, making the leather shoes slippery even when flies landed on them. Then, I gently touched the three general stars on my collar badge with a thoughtful expression on my face.

At nine o'clock sharp, the special car from the chairman's attendant's office had stopped at the entrance of the hotel. The doorman and lobby manager of the hotel knew that this was the number one car in the country. How dare they neglect to welcome the driver in for a nice cigarette and tea?

He waited on me and before leaving, he also presented me with some good cigarettes and several bottles of good wine.

The driver smiled calmly. It was obvious that this was not the first time. Tang Qiuli and Mei Ting happened to bump into each other. The driver was a little nervous. He couldn't afford to offend him. In one sentence, the old man had lost such a good job.

Losing one's head is possible, and the old man hates his subordinates the most. They use their reputation to pull off tiger skins, do some perfunctory things, and ruin their reputation.

Tang Qiuli pretended not to see it, and both he and Mei Ting got into the car. The driver breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to be just and honest, and angrily threw the things back to the manager, while winking at him.

Tang Qiuli shook his head after seeing this. As the saying goes, "the prime minister's family has seven-level officials." Such things have happened in ancient times, let alone the driver of the most powerful person in the country. Perhaps, those corrupt officials in later generations will be the first to make a fortune.

The ill-gotten gains were collected or introduced by his driver.

The car drove into the heavily guarded Military Commission Building. The black door of Chairman Chiang Kai-shek's office was solemnly closed. The adjutant knocked lightly, and a dry voice came from inside: "Come in!"

After the adjutant introduced Tang Qiuli and Mei Ting into the office, he carefully stepped back and closed the door gently.

In the office, there was only Chairman Jiang himself, sitting on a huge black leather armchair. Across the long desk, he saw Tang Qiuli and Mei Ting, with understanding smiles on their thin faces. There was actually something in their smiles.

Somewhat kind.

(To be continued)