The journey starts from the Titanic

"It's useless for you to complain to me. I don't have time to pay attention to these things. As long as I do well in industrial planning and Meihua's business, do you think I can take care of other things?"

Situ South Road.Although the tone is a little helpless, his mind is clear, standing behind the scenes has the consciousness of standing behind the scenes.

Seeing Situ Nan's somewhat helpless expression, Situ Yong realized that this clan brother has no shortage of courage, vision and strength, but he is a little lazy, and he is not willing to do everything by himself. Of course, his personality is also proud and cold.

Otherwise, which turn is Song Ziwen's scenery?

Of course, Situ Nan didn't say something to Situ Yong. In the annexation of the Nanyang Brothers Tobacco Company, Song Ziwen did not contribute much. It was Kong Xiangxi and Song Ailing who really played the role. They were just making noise under the banner of the Song family, but their reputation was affected. It's the Song family.

"Yes—you are always busy, too lazy to care about these trivial matters. I'm also afraid of offending Meiling's sister-in-law? Although the Song family is not so good, they are not simple, especially Meiling's sister-in-law, I am afraid of her. "

Situ Yong smiled.Aiwu and Wu, he is getting closer to Song Meiling now. Sometimes Song Ziwen's words are not very useful in the military, but Song Meiling is an exception.

Situ Yong didn't say anything. Li Zongren and Bai Chongxi received a lot of favors from Situ Nan on the way to their rise. For the sake of "Dragon Seed", they would all have more respect for Song Meiling.What they did is the opposite of history, which is interesting.

"Too many women are troublesome, especially since everyone has a background and can be tossed. Even if you are across the ocean, you will inevitably be jealous. Brother, you have to be careful when you return to the United States!"

Situ Yong suddenly said with emotion, listening to his tone, it seemed that he felt quite annoyed, with a hint of irony and gloat.

Situ Nan ignored Situ Yong’s little thoughts, and he said: “Now is the best time in the United States, and the most brilliant years of this century-the hustle and bustle, everywhere is worthy of heavy color to paint, people yearn for it, I can’t miss it Although no matter where I go, the Asian side affects my heart. Asia is still too backward, and the spirit is so lonely."

Speaking of loneliness, I have to mention the title of Situ Nan again. Between the dark night king's wandering and history and reality, he cannibalize the fireworks and seems to deliberately keep a distance from the billowing world.Therefore, during his stay in China, people did not see him bragging with those celebrities, nor was he keen to participate in the present-day ethical activities of prostitution and pirates.

Or, only words and music can keep him quiet.In the words of Old Rockefeller, he lived like a Puritan!Although he is not.

"If the heart is too big, there will be more trouble. No, because of the Middle East oil problem, I have to rush back to compete with the British." Situ Nan added.

"Your world is too big, I don't understand." Situ Yong shook his head. He didn't quite understand what Middle East oil was. Situ Nan didn't elaborate, nor did he continue to question.

The two of them didn't pay attention to this question, and soon turned to other topics.For example, Situ Nan reminded Situ Yong to step up the cooperation between the military and the Jingwu Sports School funded by the United States and China, expand the scale of the civilian flying club, and cultivate aviation talents. Situ Yong kept the words in his heart.

Chapter 147: From Nanjing to Shanghai

"The wolf smokes up, the country looks north, the dragon curls up, the horse grows long, the sword is like frost..."

There was a loud singing voice on the vast grassland. A group of young officers slowed down from the horse riding state and lined up. Their movements were a bit blunt and the lineup was a bit scattered. It seems that their riding skills are a bit jerky, but their spirits are excited. , Panting slightly, sweat permeated his flushed face, and youthful vigor flowed in his blood.

Whether in ancient times or now, or even a hundred years later, horse riding is a sport of wealth, and most people rarely experience the pleasure of riding a horse.

"Although I have received horse riding training in Wuhan, the chance to ride a horse like this is rare today." Zhang Lingpu held the reins in one hand, rubbed the painful inner thigh with the other, and then lightly pointed his whip at the wide open front. Grassland said with a smile on his face.

Along with him were Chen Geng and other friends, and their mood was no different from Zhang Lingpu.

"This horse is good, much stronger than the Mongolian horse I saw in my hometown in Shanxi." Xu Xiangqian said, reaching out and stroking the white mane of the hip mount, all white, with no miscellaneous hair, very beautiful.

"This is an Arabian horse, imported from abroad, one of the best horse breeds in the world. I have always heard that there is a horse pasture near Nanjing, and I finally saw it today. This is one of the only two horse farms in our army. One, the other is in Hanguang, northern Guangdong. The high-headed horses that senior military officials ride on are supplied here."

Liu Xiaoyao, who was lively by nature, was a little showy.

At present, the country is booming with railways and the ability to transport materials is strengthened. Railways cannot completely replace the role of horses in transportation, especially in the transportation of heavy weapons in mountainous terrain and other fields. The role of horses is irreplaceable.The Zhi Gong Party government has built two horse farms in the south and buys horses from the north every year.

"You know so much, so just stay and be a Bi Ma Wen or something, ha ha."

Hu Zongnan, who was originally short, was riding on horseback now, looking a little more heroic and galloping.The gloomy temperament on weekdays has let go a lot, and he has become hearty, it is rare to make a joke.

"You're just Bi Ma Wen!" Liu Xiaoyao glared at Hu Zongnan, a little angry.It's just that his regular face is not lethal at all, but it makes Hu Zongnan and the others smile happier.

"There are not enough horses in the south. Only by looking north to the Central Plains can we get a lot of horses. Gansu in the north of my hometown in Shaanxi is the best horse breeding base."

Zhang Lingpu said with a serious face, lifting up and looking north.His eyes were deep, and a heroic spirit radiated.His words entered the hearts of everyone, who wouldn't be eager to make contributions?So they couldn't help but sing.

"Going south of the horseshoe, people looking north, people looking north, the grass is still green, the dust is flying. I used to guard the land and reopen the border, and China wants to let the four parties come to congratulate!"

The atmosphere is sad and majestic, the momentum is magnificent and grand, and the tone is sad, angry and desolate.The image of the ancient hero Yue Fei suddenly jumped onto the paper, making people admire.

The singing sounded again and reached the all-green edge of the pasture. Situ Yong smiled slightly and smiled at Situ Nan next to him: "It seems that they like your song "Faithful to the Country" very much."

Those who are familiar with Situ Nan know that Situ Nan often composes and music, but he usually doesn't show it easily.

Situ Yong also discovered this work from Situ Nan by accident, and he liked it very much, so he promoted the song to the military.of course.As the song spread, the author of the song, a man named Chongyue, people never knew who this mysterious author was.

Situ Nan ignored Situ Yong.With a swing and a loud whip, the horse flew out.

It is said that the current Nanjing Racecourse is not bigger than Situ Nan's manor near Hollywood. In the blink of an eye, he came to Zhang Lingpu and other young officers. His movements were chic and agile, and his riding skills were adept.Let Zhang Lingpu amaze them.

Seeing a strange man suddenly appeared, Zhang Lingpu and the others were surprised. They soon discovered that a horse team had arrived behind him, and Situ Yong and his entourage followed.

Zhang Lingpu didn't know Situ Nan, but he was no stranger to Situ Yong, so he dismounted and saluted.

"too young too simple!"

When Situ Nan saw these young guys in front of him, he was emotional, especially Zhang Lingpu.Good guy, so handsome, so specific, no wonder Chiang likes him so much.

But he said to Situ Yong: "He is Zhang Lingpu?"

"Yeah." Situ Yong nodded, but thought in his heart: Don't you know these people?

Then Xu Xiangqian, Chen Geng, Hu Zongnan and others were introduced to Situ Nan. In Situ Yong's words, Situ Nan was a brother of his clan and a patriotic businessman.

"Work hard, the country and the nation hope for you." Situ Nan said.He was only a few years older, and he seemed to be a little old-fashioned when he said that this speech really made Zhang Lingpu and the others depressed. What's the background of this guy?

Without the enlightenment to be with this group of passionate youths, Situ Nan greeted him and left. The last gaze stayed on the miserable Xu Xiangqian's face, which was somewhat meaningful and fleeting.

Zhang Lingpu didn't know what they had missed. Even their beloved General Situ Yong walked with him in a friendly manner, and was slightly behind by half a body. It could be seen that the man in no military uniform left leisurely, and the back of the military uniform behind him.

From beginning to end, Situ Nan was stronger than Situ Yong, leaving a mysterious and noble impression.

"Wow, did you see it? The horse that Mr. Situ rode just now is the legendary sweat-blooded BMW. The unique Red Rabbit horse is of this kind."

Liu Xiaoyao exclaimed, seeing a rare treasure, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Maybe Mr. Situ has a bigger background than General Situ Yong!"

The more sophisticated Hu Zongnan touched his chin, muttering to himself, thoughtful.

Back at the stable, Situ Nan patted the horse on the back, his palm was stained with blood-red sweat from the horse, and he was very satisfied. "

"Okay. I will choose a few more riders from Jingwu Sports School. They are skilled and will definitely not lose your face."

The man who talked to him was a middle-aged man. He was 30 or 40 years old, of medium build, wearing a tunic suit, steady pace, ordinary appearance, introverted eyes, and a crisp and neat temperament.

Situ Nan nodded casually, this was just a small matter.

A hundred years later, Hong Kong is famous for its enthusiasm for horse racing.The Hong Kong Jockey Club is also regarded as one of the groups controlling Hong Kong.And now Hong Kong is still the countryside, if compared with Shanghai Beach in Shiliyangchang.

The foreigners were later driven out of Shanghai to Hong Kong, and the Hong Kong Jockey Club was so lively and gradually developed.visible.Now in Shanghai, horse racing is a kind of enthusiastic and celebrity enthusiasts, and the locals follow the lively sports and are very popular.The British built a racetrack in the concession, and the wealthy Chinese who couldn't get in saw the foreigners not playing with them.A racetrack was also built in Jiangwan just outside the concession.

Thanks to the Shanghai construction plan, the Jiangwan Racecourse was quickly completed, which is bigger and more beautiful than the racecourse in the concession, which made the Chinese feel proud.