Zhao Yuting recently had a good mood. Six days ago, she was still the commander of the 13th Battalion of the Gui Army (this unit no longer exists). Commander Chen Bingkun (this person has also become history) didn't have time to enjoy his thirteenth concubine. As a result, almost overnight, she put on a crisp blue-gray military uniform and became a living secretary in the Hunan-Guangxi Joint Military Command. She even got a junior lieutenant rank.

  Next was a three-day training session and then we met our King Commander

  Wang Zhenyu has been waiting for news from Beijing and dealing with some documents transferred from Anjiang.

  One of the three major banks issued banknotes, although this matter was very important, but for Wang Zhenyu, who was a complete outsider in finance, there were not many things that truly needed him to handle and process, only the final decision was required.

  This plan brought by Song Han Zhang is very practical. The currency name was set as Hua Yuan and Yin Yuan, with a ratio of 1:11. Once it's implemented within Wang Zhenyu's ruling area, Hua Yuan will be the only circulating currency, and all Yin Yuan will need to be recalled to banks. Then, according to Wang Zhenyu's intention, half of them will be exchanged for gold, and the other half will remain as a commercial settlement currency. In fact, this has already controlled business activities outside the region within the hands of Xiangxi Development Company. After the currency reform, this situation will become even more concentrated. Wang Zhenyu considers that after completing his industrialization construction, he will shrink the scope of Xiangxi Development Company. After all, long-term monopoly will breed parasites like in later generations, and it will also hinder the further development of private capital. Now, due to the small scale of private capital, this contradiction is not prominent yet. Wang Zhenyu agreed with this plan in principle but had a different opinion on the issue of currency issuance volume. He thought that injecting 60 billion yuan into the market at once was a bit too much and suggested only injecting 10 billion yuan for the first batch, then limiting the exchange period, and slowly releasing the remaining amount into the market. Wang Zhenyu didn't plan to make a fortune by issuing banknotes; he just wanted further control over the economy within his sphere of influence.

  Another is the issue of party building. From the beginning, Wang Zhenyu's positioning of the National Socialist Party was only as an auxiliary tool for his own political work, which also limited it. After all, if a political party's power is not restricted, to a certain extent, it will become a huge interest group.

  However, during this battle in Guangxi, Wang Zhenyu felt a strong sense of crisis as he watched his expanding army, while also feeling excited.

  How can you control such a massive army on your own?

  What if there is no salary?

  What if someone with even greater prestige appears?

  And no matter how strict your military discipline and training are, your troops will still be afraid and flee in the face of death. For example, American soldiers in later generations.

  A truly powerful army should first and foremost be strong spiritually, such as the Soviet Red Army armed with Marxism-Leninism and the Japanese Imperial Army armed with militaristic ideology. Even when their equipment was inferior and their combat capabilities were not as good as others, they could still exert tremendous fighting power, and command and control were even easier and simpler. How could a stupid Stalin sacrifice tens of millions of Soviet Red Army soldiers? It was all because of faith!

  So Wang Zhenyu decided to expand the influence of the National Socialist Party, through this party to give the military and civilians a faith that inspires them to move forward towards a better life.

  So in the past few days, Wang Zhenyu really didn't have time to flirt with Zhao Yuting, a beauty who was very much to his taste. He devoted all his energy to studying materials related to national socialism and hoped to come up with a systematic theory that would combine current realities and persuade more young people to join him in the magnificent cause of fighting for the great revival of the Chinese nation.

  Zhao Yuting, on the other hand, went from being initially guarded to gradually adapting. After three days of training, she was assigned to work in Wang Zhenyu's office. The workload was simple: setting up an office desk, serving tea and water, and receiving and sending files. For Zhao Yuting, who had received literacy education, this job was relatively easy.

  Wang Zhenyu, where would he need such a beautiful woman to take care of him for a moment? He even asked Wang Hu to send some fruit and other things to Zhao Yuting, and kindly asked Zhao Yuting how old she was and where her family was.

  When Zhao Yuting's parents were running a rice shop in Guilin, Wang Zhenyu allocated 20 taels of silver to Zhao Yuting as a settlement fee and allowed her to return home for three days to see her parents. He also specially assigned a horse and twenty elite cavalrymen from the Longyun Flying Division to escort Zhao Yuting. From childhood to adulthood, she had never been treated so well, and immediately felt that Wang Zhenyu was the kindest person in the world.

  Relying on Ma Li, Zhao Yuting returned to her home in Guilin within a day. Her parents and siblings were all surprised to see her dressed in military attire. After asking her many questions, they finally learned that their daughter had not become the thirteenth concubine of some lord, but had instead become a female military officer. Zhao's father sighed and said: "The world has really changed! Women can now hold official positions too. And she even brought back more than twenty cavalrymen with her. Can you ask your husband, General Shàn, to give this small rice shop owner an official position as well?"

  Happy times are always short-lived. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Yuting did not choose to stay at home and get married, but instead returned to the army that filled her with a sense of freshness.

  By now, I still don't know what the commander of our unit thinks about Zhao Yuting. The entourage can basically apply to join the dare-to-die corps. I believe that any military commander would not refuse such a fool to join the dare-to-die corps.

  So in the entourage, although Zhao Yuting's military rank was the lowest, everyone treated her with courtesy and respect. They didn't even dare to let her do any slightly important tasks, not to mention scolding her loudly. This courtesy made Zhao Yuting feel a bit bored, but fortunately, there was General Shuai. He was only a few years older than herself, yet he took care of her like a father. When she was young, she had many siblings and her parents didn't have much time to take care of her. But General Shuai was humorous and knowledgeable, always making her laugh out loud. So naturally, Zhao Yuting liked to be around him.

  However, tonight some special guests came from Anjiang. The commander decided to meet them alone, and even Zhao Yuting, who was deeply loved by everyone on a daily basis, was sent away by the commander. She pouted her small mouth and walked out, not allowing anyone to listen, but this young lady didn't listen anyway.

  As she walked out of the study, there were over a dozen guards standing in the main courtyard. They had all come with the high-ranking officials from inside the study. When they saw a long-braided girl wearing military attire walk out, they all froze on the spot. It wasn't that Zhao Yuting was stunningly beautiful, but rather because it was rare to see a female military officer in the Commander's Residence.

  Wang Zhenyu's army was not without female soldiers, but they were all in the medical corps and field hospitals. However, the woman just now did not have the red cross emblem of the medical corps on her shoulder, but rather the tiger head armband of the attendants' division. These people were all following the leaders around, and at a glance, everyone could see that Zhao Yuting's identity was special. Nobody dared to greet her, let alone make jokes.

  Zhao Yuting immediately walked out of the round gate of the main courtyard with a look of disinterest. At this moment, the entire world seemed to have quieted down instantly. Zhao Yuting actually heard the sound of sobbing clearly, and it was even the sound of a man's sobbing.

  Zhao Yuting was very curious and walked over following the sound of crying, but saw a medium-sized child wearing a military uniform with shoulder badges and collar badges removed, kneeling on the ground and crying.

  Zhao Yuting looked at this scene in surprise. What did this person do wrong? Why was he kneeling here? Looking at his age, this person might be even younger than herself.

  Zhao Yuting crouched down and asked softly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you kneeling here crying?"

  The person kneeling looked at Zhao Yuting in surprise, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

  The person kneeling on the ground was none other than Zhao Chong, one of Wang Zhenyu's three trusted bodyguards. He was a relative of Zhao Dongsheng, the commander of the Imperial Guard Brigade, and had been by the general's side, enjoying great prestige. However, more than half a month ago, the general suddenly decided to go for a walk in the mountains, where he encountered a fierce tiger. The 18-year-old Zhao Chong was frightened and sat paralyzed on the ground. At that time, Wang Chenhao shot and killed the tiger, saving the general's life, and was promoted to deputy director of the officer's chamber. On the other hand, Zhao Chong, who had lost his composure, was given the title of "coward" by the general himself, and instantly fell from heaven to hell, being expelled from the Imperial Guard Brigade.

  Due to the busy war, Wang Zhenyu did not give further instructions to Zhao Chong, and Zhao Chong had nowhere to go. Fortunately, Zhao Congyang was his relative, and under Zhao Congyang's care and the face of Zhao Dongsheng, the first captain of the attendants' office, Zhao Chong was not driven back home but was detained in isolation awaiting punishment. During this period, despite having a background and relying on others, Zhao Chong still suffered from other people's cold shoulders and neglect, and he himself lived in regret and remorse every day.

  At his most sorrowful, Zhao Chong even thought of suicide, but thinking that the shame he brought to the Zhao family could not be erased, he didn't dare die and only hoped that General Wei would turn him into a glorious member of the Dare-to-Die Corps and send him to the front line to kill enemies.

  Zhao Yuting felt for the second time in her life that there was something more important than life itself. The first time was her chastity; this time, it was a man's honor.

  Zhao Yuting looked at Zhao Chong's painful and sincere face, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

  More than two hours later, Wang Zhenyu leaned back in his chair, exhausted, after finishing official business with a group of key members of the Nationalist Party. The party's affairs were indeed complicated and most frustratingly, he couldn't make sense of them at all.

  The European-style socialist party system would likely bring an unbearable burden and disaster to the Chinese people, while the Anglo-American style capitalist party is too loose to cope with the current complex and changing domestic struggle situation. Everyone knows that taking a middle path is good, but how to take this middle path has always been a problem without a solution.

  Zhao Yuting walked in with small steps and stuck out her tongue at Wang Zhenyu, who was half asleep, looking adorable.

  Wang Zhenyu moved his index finger and sat up straight, saying: "What's wrong, little girl?"

  Zhao Yuting didn't think much and told Wang Zhenyu about what she had just seen. Wang Zhenyu, who rarely listened patiently, asked casually: "So what's our sister Yuting thinking?"

  Zhao Yuting was stunned by this question. She really didn't have any thoughts, so she could only murmur: "I just think he's pitiful."

  Wang Zhenyu nodded slightly and picked up the bell on the table, shaking it once. Wang Hu immediately slung the box over his shoulder and walked away, coming in to pay respects.

  "Go and run this Zhao Chong, as a delegate officer of this batch of military schools, to the troops that are about to be formed, to be a battalion commander. Tell him that men who know shame and then courage are also heroes. Also, arrange for us to return to Anjiang tomorrow by telegram. The Guards Brigade, Zhao Dongsheng, their father wants to hold a parade in Anjiang."