...The sky is full of light. It is another bright morning in the sunny well. The trees are filled with old flowers. The mountains are green.

As usual, at about seven o'clock, the command of the guard changing the guard came from the door. After a moment, he immediately calmed down. The guard who changed the sentry took the rifle from the guard's hand and stood on the guard. He was full of energy and was not angry and was arrogant. The iron door behind the guard was closed. Although it was not locked, no one could walk in easily.

This is Xishan Zhailu, but it is no longer the one I used to be. In the attempted military coup that I had been vacant for three years, the original Zhailu was bombarded by artillery fire from the coup, and was seriously damaged and was no longer sufficient. Therefore, since, since the year, a new villa began to be built, and the person who paid for it was Zhao Bei's brother-in-law. During the entire construction process, the construction of the new Zhailu had never used even a penny of public funds, and all of them were funded by the brother-in-law. Since it was a private work, it was the luxury and comfortable construction. This new Zhailu was more luxurious and more grand than the old one before.

After all, Zhao Bei is the president of this country. It is a bit unreasonable to build a house that is too well-built. Therefore, after inspecting the construction site, he made a decisive decision to sell the land that originally belonged to the Ministry of Finance to his brother-in-law. From then on, this new house has been a complete private property and the government cannot control it, and there is no need to interfere. Anyway, the real estate tax is paid, so the brother-in-law of the President can openly use the house to support his old father. As for the President and the President's wife, they only occasionally come to Xishan House to visit the old man who is already in his seventies. Talk to the old man and show his filial piety.

Although it is a private property, after all, Mr. President's father-in-law lives here. The President himself occasionally stays here for a few days to relax. This is equivalent to Mr. President's leisure villa. Sometimes it may even become a place for Mr. President to informally receive foreign guests. Therefore, the security work here cannot be relaxed. The security work here is still undertaken by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The guards standing guard at the door are soldiers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. There are not many people, but in one shift, the vigilance measures here will be strengthened only when the president arrives at Xishan's house.

Now, it was already past seven o'clock. After the squad leader finished breakfast, he rushed to check the sentry. He had just checked the military appearance and ammunition of the sentry. Before he turned around, he heard the sound of car horns coming from behind. He turned around and saw a convoy coming over. He was following a bodyguard car, followed by the luxury car of the president's brother-in-law. It was German goods, limited edition, and it was impossible to buy it. This was given to the president when the German Foreign Minister visited China last year. It was the same model as the German dollar special car. It is said that there are only a few cars in the world. However, since the President has always supported domestic goods, there is no reason not to sell this German car to his brother-in-law.

"Oh, Boss Han, what wind blows you to the west today? Are you here to see the old man? The President's wife didn't say you were coming today.

The squad leader walked to the German limited edition sedan and looked inside. Apart from the driver, there were only two passengers in the sedan. One was the President's brother-in-law and the other was the eldest brother-in-law's wife. His brother-in-law usually lives in Beijing. Like the President, he rarely comes to the west. He occasionally comes to see the old man.

Since the President of the Republic of China, Zhao Bei, who left the capital to "visit the place" some day ago, the head of the family here is the president's wife. If any relatives want to visit the house, the president's wife will generally notify the guard in advance to avoid asking questions. Therefore, the squad leader will have this question.

"What kind of wind? You don't know yet? Today the president came back from the publication site and was about to come to visit the old man. Then I rushed over. Why, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not notify you? Maybe you will receive the notice immediately."

The brother-in-law explained a few words, and the squad leader hurriedly ordered the soldiers to push the iron gate open, put the luxury car in, and then hurried back to the barracks, sitting next to the telephone waiting for the call of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. For the sake of the president's safety, every time the president comes to the West Mountain. The Ministry of Internal Affairs will notify the guard room of the house a few minutes before the president's convoy arrives.

At half past seven, the Director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Liu Jianzhang, finally called and told the squad leader that the president would arrive soon and must be prepared for the welcome.

After pressing down the microphone, the squad leader hurriedly assembled all the soldiers and lined up at the door to welcome the presidential convoy.

At 7:35, the leading convoy arrived at Xishan Zhailu, and the Presidential Office Guard immediately took over all the alert tasks here. As for the officers and soldiers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they were given a long vacation as usual after the President received the favor and took a truck from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to wander around the city.

In addition to soldiers and officers, the people standing at the door to greet the president were also staff and residents from the Xishan house. The housekeeper and the male and female servants were dressed neatly and stood on the left side of the gate. The President's brother-in-law and his wife stood on the right side of the gate with their relatives who lived in the house. These relatives were all juniors of Mr. Han, among them, young men and young men summoned them to the Xishan house, so they asked them to speak with the old men. Moreover, the salary was not low. In addition to their salary every month, young people could also go to private school in the city. Today was Sunday and there was no need to go to school, so this person looked a lot, and almost stood the door left and right.

Among these people who welcomed the president, one of them was particularly eye-catching and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which was quite similar to Zhao Bei's youthful appearance, but it was Zhao Bei's eldest son Zhao Qiwen. He fought on the Spanish battlefield for nearly two years. This man looked particularly calm and stood beside his uncle, saying nothing. He didn't say a few words until his father walked in front of him.

"Dad, I just received a call. Xiaoya, Azhi, Mu Wen and others are still on the way and can only get here in the afternoon. This is Xiaoyu. She is a French Chinese. Her parents are both international students studying in France in the early Republic of China. She is now the leader of the French Chinese Business Association."

Zhao Qiwen said these words openly, and then he would stand beside him.

Sichuan-in-the-Western long skirt pushed it in front of me, asking my dad to be young

"My uncle's parents, Qi Wen and I met in Paris. At that time, he was on vacation in Paris and later took me to Spain, and I also went to the battlefield."

The young woman saluted Zhao Bei, but she made the traditional Chinese woman respect her elders, her manners and speeches were elegant, her Mandarin, her etiquette was quite standard, and her appearance was quite outstanding. Zhao Bei was very satisfied.

"Okay, this kid Bai Qiwen has a good vision. I have approved your marriage."

Zhao Bei nodded with a smile. Seeing that the future daughter-in-law was already on the cheeks, she was shy and took the hand of the future mother-in-law beside her. The mother-in-law also smiled and pulled the daughter-in-law to turn around and leave first.

Zhao Bei patted his son on the shoulder and then signaled everyone to follow him into the villa.

Stepping onto the steps of the villa, leading the voice behind him, more than ten steps, and then Zhao Bei asked his son in a low voice.

"This time you go back to China, when will you go to Spain?"

"Returning to China is to let you meet your daughter-in-law, and after getting married, you will go back to Spain." Zhao Qiwen said.

"Did Xiaoyu's parents have agreed? When will the betrothal gift be given? Are you not afraid that I will disagree with your marriage?" Zhao Bei asked again.

"If you don't agree, I will elope with Xiaoyu. Of course, the faster the Chengli, the better Xiaoyu's parents are now on the Siberian Railway line and will be able to arrive in Beijing in a few days." Zhao Qiwen looked a little strange.

"So anxious? Can't you wait?" Zhao Bei was stunned.

"You can't wait. Your old man can't wait, but your grandson can't wait." Zhao Qiwen's voice became even smaller.

"Okay, it's transcending the times. Is the atmosphere in France so open? Where can I do it?"

"I went to see Xiaoyu that night on the Spanish battlefield. I was delayed a little longer, so I spent the night in the field hospital where she worked, and then spent several nights there. It was almost two months ago."

"The Love Psalm of the Battlefield?"

Zhao Bei was really surprised, but this matter could not be made public. Zhao Bei immediately wisely ended the discussion on this topic. He pulled his son to kowtow to the old man first, chatted with the relatives with the old man for half an hour, and then took his son to the office to have a conversation.

"When I received the telegram, I was wondering when your kid got sexually altered. I also knew that I had reported to my parents before getting married. Now I realized that you kid was here to complete the procedures. I honestly told you, have you planned to take action?"

Sitting in the sand, Zhao Bei opened the drawer, took out a document, opened it and spread it on the desk, and then questioned Zhao Qiwen.

"No." Zhao Qiwen immediately denied.

"It's really not a premeditated action?"

"Really not"

"If I don't agree with your marriage with Xiaoyu, where are you going to elope?"

"Go to Nanyang."

“What are you going there to do?”

"Let's talk about it when you go."

At this point, Zhao Bei had nothing to say. He wanted to blame Zhao Qiwen for his blind actions, but then he thought that he was also a "rebellious young man" at that time, and he always wanted to act according to his will, unwilling to obey the arrangements of his elders. He always believed that his elders' ideas and ideas had been separated from the times. Therefore, Zhao Bei was relieved, although he knew in his heart that as a time traveler of history, his ideas and ideas might never be separated from the times.

Zhao Bei decided to change the topic, so he asked: "Qiwen, are you really planning to return to the Spanish battlefield after getting married?"

"It depends on your arrangement. If you ask me to go to the combat troops, I will not return to the Spanish battlefield. The "Second South China Sea War. I didn't catch up. Now the relationship between China and Britain is tense because of the "Turkey-Iran War. The long-term delay. I hope to contribute to the country."

Zhao Qiwen said this. When he went to see his father, he found that his father was looking through the document with his head down. He didn't know if he was listening to his words seriously.

"In your opinion, will there definitely be a war between China and Britain?" Zhao Bei closed the document and looked up at his son's face.

Zhao Qiwen thought for a while, then nodded.

"I think my father has been busy organizing the matter of "Asian liberation," and this move is probably not without purpose. Although he advocates "Asian liberation, the most important public opinion is the public newspapers and radio stations, if he does not have the support of his father, this public opinion will not become the mainstream of domestic public opinion at present, and nationalists across Asia will not be so excited."

"You said this as if I were a conspirator. However, you have made progress in your strategy analysis. It seems that the Spanish Civil War is beneficial to your training. Well, you don't have to go back to the Spanish battlefield, resume active service, and go to the Chinese Air Force combat force."

Zhao Bei nodded. He was quite satisfied with his son's strategic analysis. No one knows his son better than his father. What is Zhao Qiwen's idea? Zhao Bei is actually very clear.

"Thank you dad!"

Zhao Qiwen stood attentively and saluted, and his expression was very calm.

"Don't thank me first, or think about how to arrange your wife after restoring the status of active military personnel. Should you accompany the army or live in Xishan Villa? In addition, after a few days, I will take you to Hubei to visit the test flight of a new fighter. At that time, there will be a group of ace pilots in the "Second South China Sea War." You all have practical experience, but the enemy fighters you deal with are a little different. I hope you can communicate more and give reference opinions to facilitate manufacturers to improve the design of new fighter jets. In the future, this new fighter jet will come in great use."

"yes"
Chapter completed!