The Japanese were anxious to control the entire "Manchuria" due to their wolf and bandit mentality, but they also understood a concept: "Manchuria" was the territory of the Qing Dynasty, not Japan. They urgently need to find an interest spokesperson in China.
After several inspections and considerations, Zhang Zuolin, the king of Northeast China, became their best candidate for a while.
Zhang Dashuai, who was competitive and ambitious, lost no time in extending an olive branch to the Japanese. Xiaoxiong has his own inner calculation: only by relying on the power of the Japanese can he strengthen his own strength and compete for world hegemony. It can be said that they hit it off immediately.
The Japanese believe that before you get something, you must give it first. They betrayed the covenants with the great powers, smuggled weapons, forced military equipment, built arsenals and provided them with military advisers. He has done enough for this "alliance under the city", which can be said to be "the most benevolent and righteous". So I sat back and waited, looking forward to the rewards.
Through negotiations and agreements again and again, the Japanese seem to have gained great benefits, but they often turn out to be a thing of the past.
For example, Marshal Zhang promised them to immigrate to Guandong. However, they secretly supported and encouraged the influx of mainland compatriots into Kanto in large numbers and issued an informal order prohibiting Chinese from renting houses to Japanese. When the Japanese traveled a long distance to Kanto, they had no place to gain a foothold.
The appearance is in harmony with the spirit, but Zhang Zuolin relies on his usual cunning to mediate with the Japanese, going round and round, just like singing the Northeastern duo. In essence, the greedy and dirty Japanese did not gain anything.
In the modern history of China, there is a notorious name: Dofeiyuan, which the Chinese call the source of bandits. This person is extremely good at disguise, is sinister and vicious, stirs up troubles and commits all kinds of evil, and his reputation is spread far and wide in the rolling wheel of history.
The great conspirator and the "top student" of the Japanese Army University, Doihara-kun, was fooled by the "bandit"-born Marshal Zhang at that time.
Another crop. This time Doi Yuanli invited Zhang to attend the cocktail party. The subordinates were worried that it would be a Hongmen Banquet, so Zhang said: I am not afraid of bullets and bullets, but am I afraid of drinking? Pat my belly and go ahead.
During the dinner, Zhang drank freely, but when he mentioned sensitive words such as "railway", "immigration" and "garrison", he was unambiguous and did not say a word, always changing the topic.
Doihara didn't get any benefits, so he thought that Zhang Nai was a bandit. When signing the agreement, he never saw his handwriting, so he asked Zhang to reward him with a word. He thought he had no education and would be full of ugliness.
Unexpectedly, Zhang splashed the ink, and the word "tiger" was so powerful that he had mastered the essentials of calligraphy. The four people were in an uproar and applauded. Extremely disappointed, Tu took Zhang's "calligraphy treasure" and admired it. After seeing it, he was overjoyed.
It turned out that there were five big characters written on the signature line: "Zhang Zuolin has black hands". The native thought that Zhang had made a mistake and made a typo. This was going to humiliate him greatly, so he made an owl-like gesture and said "Cuckoo" sad smile.
Seeing that he was laughing for no reason, the gang members came over to him with rat-like heads, made owl-like gestures, and laughed evilly.
Zhang Zi is calm and steady as a mountain. The attendant couldn't hold his breath and stepped forward to find out what was going on. He quickly blushed and said, "Commander, I'm afraid you really wrote the word wrong. It should be 'Zhang Zuolin's hand ink'. There is a rubbish in the ink word." "My hands are black."
Zhang Shuang stared and yelled: "How could I not know how to write the word 'mo'! I am giving it to the Japanese, how can I give it to them?" 'Soil'? You remember it, this is called 'no inch of soil'!"
The Chinese people in the four seats immediately understood and applauded. Doihara and his Japanese henchmen were left stunned and embarrassed.