Zeng Guangzhao didn't really want to go to the Gu family with her.
The old man's health has been poor these past two years; he gets asthma whenever he goes to the battlefield.
As people get older, they become less capable of doing many things, and their paranoia inevitably worsens.
He had five divisions under his command, and the army's size has decreased from over 100,000 to just over 70,000.
The number of weapons being confiscated is increasing, but with the continuous fighting in the past two years, the troops have suffered heavy casualties, and the people are unwilling to join the army.
A warlord feels insecure when he has fewer men under his command.
After all, fighting wars makes too many enemies, and you never know when you might get killed.
At this critical juncture, my health deteriorated, which was like adding insult to injury.
The people he promoted back then are now all in their prime, full of energy.
It hangs around in front of me all day long, and its voice is as loud as a bell, echoing clearly.
Among them, Zeng Guangzhao has the strongest presence.
Compared to those men in their forties, he was too young, and not only young, but also frighteningly capable.
Because Commander Gu kept the division commanders in check and would occasionally invite them to his side for small meetings, showing favoritism, the relationships between the division commanders were not very good.
Zeng Guangzhao, however, got along well with everyone.
For some reason, those division commanders were very willing to give him face and never spoke ill of Zeng Guangzhao in front of Commander Gu.
But the more this happened, the more wary Commander Gu became of this young man he had personally promoted.
Sometimes he would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, in which Zeng Guangzhao had replaced him and taken the position of commander, leaving him covered in a cold sweat.
Zeng Guangzhao probably understood what Commander Gu was thinking; it's normal for older people to be suspicious.
However, the old man's words became increasingly explicit and excessive each time they met, which made him uncomfortable.
He and Gu Lanjun fell in love on their own, and the old man never objected before. But recently, he has been subtly implying that Zeng Guangzhao is not good enough for Gu Lanjun.
Gu Lanjun is a proper young lady, while Zeng Guangzhao was a bandit and was not a good match for her precious daughter.
Actually, looking back more than twenty years, Gu Cheng's background wasn't much better.
He wasn't originally a shepherd; he only got to where he is now by chance.
Zeng Guangzhao was unhappy, but remembering the old man's kindness in recognizing his talent, he held back his anger.
When they met, they still gave each other silver dollars and opium, and during holidays, they would send large amounts of gold bars into the old man's safe.
Zeng Guangzhao ultimately couldn't resist Gu Lanjun's insistence and went to the Gu family with her.
The old man was yelling at the person on the other end of the phone.
"All you ever do is ask me for money! What are you all good for? If you don't have money, why don't you go out and rob someone? You bunch of useless trash!"
She slammed down the phone. The housekeeper said that Miss and Commander Zeng had arrived.
Commander Gu wiped his face. "Is the hot pot ready?"
"Everything is ready."
The commander put on a solemn, benevolent expression and walked out.
"Guangzhao, it's been quite a while since you've come to visit me. Are you tired of this old man nagging you?"
Zeng Guangzhao smiled and said, "How could that be? If you miss me, just ask someone to call me. I'll come to see you no matter what I'm doing."
Commander Gu laughed three times, patted him on the shoulder, and told him to wash his hands and get ready to eat.
The Gu family's house was particularly grand, a multi-story villa with white walls and red tiles, and a beautiful garden.
The furniture inside is mostly European style, and gold paint is sprayed everywhere.
Zeng Guangzhao was truly dazzled when he first came here.
Looking back now, it's all normal.
Lamb hot pot has a strong gamey smell, but adding alcohol makes it less noticeable.
After a few rounds of drinks, the old man lifted his eyelids and told Gu Lanjun to go upstairs and rest.
Gu Lanjun knew that her father had recently been quite critical of Zeng Guangzhao, but she dared not speak up for him easily.
She glanced at Zeng Guangzhao with concern, then went upstairs.
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