The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

  Tianjin's "Ta Kung Pao" headquarters was originally in the French Concession, and was actually a propaganda publication for the royalists; after changing the boss, it moved to the Japanese Concession and became the mouthpiece of the Wan-based warlord Duan Qirui. With the collapse of the Anfu Department and the death of the newspaper owner in the earthquake in Japan, Ta Kung Pao finally announced its cessation of publication.

   Now that Zhou Hexuan is urging Zhang Xueliang to re-run Ta Kung Pao, it is natural that the newspaper office cannot be selected in the Japanese concession. Otherwise, after the Japanese army occupies the Northeast, the newspaper society will encounter great trouble. He moved the address of the newspaper's headquarters back to the French Concession, at No. 237 Harbin Road in later generations.

   "Hahaha, Brother Hexuan, you are amazing, you have become the president of the newspaper." Li Shoumin wandered around in the newspaper. He has been hired by Zhou Hexuan to be an editor, and even his second brother, Li Xiangji, has become a liaison officer for the newspaper.

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "I just borrowed the young marshal's power. Even the 10,000 Ocean investment was collected from Lili Bookstore in advance with the royalties of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". The most important thing is to find With the help of two senior reporters."

  Hu Zhengzhi was the chief editor of Ta Kung Pao before, and he knew many reporters and editors of Ta Kung Pao. He also had a news agency. With the help of Hu Zhengzhi, the newspaper office could be quickly built up.

  If Zhou Hexuan started from scratch and started it himself, it would take a month or two to gather these people, and it would take at least half a year or even a year to cultivate a mature newsletter and distribution network.

  Zhang Jiluan is also very important. He has been actively contacting his former friends in the past two days and has received responses from many senior reporters. Although "Ta Kung Pao" has not officially resumed publication, its communication tentacles have extended to the south. If there is any big news in Guangzhou, Shanghai and Wuhan, the Tianjin headquarters will know immediately.

  The two wandered around the newspaper office for a while, Li Shoumin took out his pocket watch to check the time and said, "Yo, it's time, I have to go to the student's house for class."

   "You're still a teacher?" Zhou Hexuan laughed.

   "Private teacher, I teach Sinology, painting, etc., and earn some pocket money," Li Shoumin patted Zhou Hexuan's shoulder and smiled, "I'll go first, and I'll come back to work tomorrow."

   Looking at Li Shoumin's figure leaving in a hurry, Zhou Hexuan couldn't help laughing.

  Li Shoumin can still abduct a wife this time as a tutor. His future wife is Sun Jingxun, a student of his professor. His father-in-law is the chairman of Dazhong Bank, and his family is rich, and he firmly opposes their marriage. Sun Jingxun ran away from home with 1 yuan in anger, and even cut off ties with his family, and got married successfully by winning a lawsuit.

  Although some lovers finally got married, the consequence was that Li Shoumin did not communicate with his father-in-law for more than ten years. It was obvious that his wife's family owned a bank, but Li Shoumin lived a very poor life and could only support his family by writing novels.

   seems to be affected by the butterfly effect, Li Shoumin actually went to be a tutor in advance.

   "Bang bang bang!"

   There was a knock on the door of the newspaper office, and a foreign devil came in.

   "Excuse me, who is Mr. Zhou Hexuan?" the foreign devil asked.

   Zhou Hexuan walked over and said, "I am."

   "Hello, Mr. Zhou," Foreign Guizi took out a document and said, "I am Joseph, the lawyer hired by Ms. Wenxiu, and this is a divorce indictment."

   "Thank you," Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, "I'm not busy suing for divorce for now. When I'm ready here, let's work together."

   "No problem." Joseph said happily. He naturally has reason to be happy. In China, he filed a divorce lawsuit against the emperor and his concubine.

After    sent the foreign devil away, Zhou Hexuan took a rickshaw to the Young Marshal's Mansion to report the situation.

  …

   There are several guests from the Marshal's Mansion today.

   The chubby person in the lead is Feng Yong, the son of Feng Delin, a former warlord. He and Zhang Xueliang were sworn brothers who grew up together, and even took the same word as Zhang Xueliang, with the same word "Han Qing".

   Feng Yong laughed as soon as he entered the door, and said with Zhang Xueliang, "Six sons, who do you think I brought?"

   "Six handsomes!"

  The three people behind Feng Yong saluted, it was Zhang Xueliang's former adjutant and bodyguard Tan Hai, the captain of the guards Jiang Huanan, and the commander of the major artillery battalion Liu Duoquan.

   "Why are you here?" Zhang Xueliang stood up in shock.

  Because these three people belonged to the Jiangwutang faction, Jiang Huanan also served as a staff officer to Guo Songling. Since Guo Songling's rebellion, they have been transferred from Zhang Xueliang's side, nominally under quarantine inspection.

  Feng Yong patted Zhang Xueliang on the shoulder and said, "Six sons, Lao Zhang is very dissatisfied with your behavior during this time. He asked me to send you a message."

   "What?" Zhang Xueliang asked.

Feng Yong imitated Zhang Zuolin's voice in a rough voice: "Mom, you have a message for that little bastard, don't talk to Lao Tzu about those idiots. Also his mother pretends to be a grandson, grandson pretends too much, one day It's really a grandson! Isn't Guo Songling dead? It's the same as the death of my father. Mom sucks! I will fight for Lao Tzu in the future, and his troops will let him continue to take him. Mom suck!"

   "This is the tone of Lao Zhang." Zhang Xueliang finally stretched his brows. His father sent back his adjutant, the captain of the bodyguard and the battalion commander, and also handed over the old troops to him. The old account of Guo Songling's rebellion was exposed.

   "We're going to fight again," Feng Yong said with a sigh, "I've been playing warlords and civil wars all day long. When will I be the boss? I won't serve you, sir, and I'll go back to the Northeast tomorrow to run a university."

   "Run a university? How could you think of this." Zhang Xueliang was surprised.

Feng Yong said: "Nowadays, the main reason for China's domestic and foreign troubles is the backward industry. I want to save the country through industry, but to rejuvenate the country through industry, I must first educate people. So I plan to go back to my hometown to run a university, a purely Western-style university, specializing in Cultivate high-level science and engineering talents. As long as you can pass the exam with your ability, tuition fees will be free and accommodation will be included!”

   Speaking of which, Feng Yongzhen can be regarded as a clear stream of the Feng family. His father and Zhang Zuolin are sworn brothers, and he himself is the air force commander of the Northeast Army, with the rank of lieutenant general. But after a few years of bad battles, Feng Yong actually changed from a **** to a passionate young man who is patriotic and strong.

  In history, Feng Yong spent all his wealth to found Feng Yong University. After the fall of the Northeast, Feng Yong also formed the "Feng Yong University Volunteer Army" to fight against Japan. The Volunteers were quickly dispersed, and his school was merged into Northeastern University as a whole. Some students applied for Peking University and Tsinghua University, some transferred to Zhejiang University and Henan University, and some returned to the Northeast to continue fighting Japan and saving the country.

  Zhang Xueliang listened to Feng Yong's idea of ​​running a school. He took out the planning book of the China Hope Education Foundation and said with a smile: "I am worried that the funds are not available. Fortunately, I met you, the God of Wealth. Let's take a look at this first!"

  Feng Yong buried his head in reading and muttered, "Educational Foundation? Hope Project? Hope Primary School?"

   "Bang bang bang!"

   Xu Shou suddenly knocked on the door and said, "Liu Shuai, Mr. Zhou is back!"