Beiyang new warlord

"But General, why doesn't he use it himself?"

No wonder Fatty Su was puzzled. Since the opening of the cigarette factory in Yizhou, Mao Jue has started to promote vigorously within himself. There are 600 people in the personal army, and five packs of cigarettes are distributed for free a month. The generals under his command and the generals in Dongjiang are also vigorously Gift, now, Wen Meng, Pang Pang Hai, Mao Youde, Mao Zhongming, and even Zhao brothers from outside the family, Tian Tao, He Momo, etc. have all been drawn out and become smokers, but Mao Jue is the instigator , is actually non-smoking.

"Forget it, leave him alone!"

Another Mongolian with a horse strolled over, poked his head curiously, and was thrown out by Su Changmei again for the bad rhetoric just now. This time, he not only sold the cigarettes, but also sold another cigarette. In Jin territory, there was another old smoking gun, and in Mao Jue's pocket, there was another string of silver.

The mutual market lasted until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and the cigarettes were sold out. With the exchanged southern goods, the Eight Banners rode back on horseback with satisfaction. With a shiny cigarette butt in their mouths, the cigarettes in their briefcases also began to spread like spider webs.

Chapter 1. Crazy Yuan

This can be regarded as the second autumn harvest after Mao Jue took office, and this year is finally a normal autumn harvest, unlike last year, the hard-working wheat and sorghum were burned to the ground by the sweeping Zhenglan Banner, even if it was a little dry in the beginning of spring , but it can still be regarded as a good year.

This year there is an additional Uiju, and the sown area has more than doubled and a half compared to last year. Even with the addition of more than 5000 North Korean captives of the Lee family, the manpower is a bit too busy.

It really called the whole people into battle, even Mao Jue himself had to go to work in the fields under the persuasion of so-and-so pro-farmers, he is not a showman character, and breaking the corn after breaking the corn is really serious in the field. After a day, Almost broke his old waist.

But at the end of the day, the harvest is not bad. Huang Jiaojiao’s corn sticks filled seven or eight carriages. In the field, the cut corn sticks are also piled high. Life is really good. Hundreds of men sat on the ground crookedly, and groups of three or four actually sat opposite each other and smoked cigarettes, and some people knocked open several jars of soju, sipping a little wine after a day of work, it was really the best way to relieve fatigue.

It’s a world of difference from the past. Just a year ago, half of these people in front of them were still slaves in coats for Jiannu, living in a barn with broken straw mats that leaked from all sides, and eating wheat bran and wild vegetables. Not enough to eat, changed Mao Jue's rule, not only when there was no food, the Tieyi Town Yamen had food subsidies, and Mao Jue gave money for building castles, roads, and river embankments. Although he was still not rich, every household had money With such a little money, I can eat enough and wear warm clothes, and I can pursue this cheapest enjoyment.

And looking at this year's harvest, even if half of it has to be handed over to the guard, the corn harvest of a thousand catties on an acre of land averages three to four mu per person, and the family has an income of four to five thousand catties of grain. I can't eat it all. Then sell it exclusively to the Weisuo, Mao Jue's winery, and earn money. At this time, Huaxia Peng is really the most hardworking group of people. Mao Jue only brought them this little hope, and let them Every family is so grateful.Although he didn't dare to come over and hang shoulders with General Mao to express his intimacy, Mao Jue could still recognize the eyes of these peasants looking over from time to time.

Sitting slumped on the corn stalk looking at the blue sky, chewing a corn stalk, the sweet juice soaked into his mouth, Mao Jue himself hummed a little tune in satisfaction.

I remember that in their shipyard before crossing, a brother in the same dormitory took a month off and went back to his hometown to collect corn with his new girlfriend. When he came back, he was black and thin. The key is that his girlfriend also blew it. .

Mao Jue used to bury him with a smile, what was he trying to do?It made people fool around to work for a month! Who knows that before he finished speaking, the boy rolled his eyes and gave him a good laugh, yelling with certainty that Mao Jue, an old virgin, knows what, anyway, my buddy is also a man The goddess had a boyfriend for a month, held her hand, kissed her mouth, and even walked in the corn field once, which was no less hot than the scene in Mo Yanda's "Red Sorghum". While he was laughing wildly with his thin chicken-like biceps, Mao Jue hid in the corner sadly and drew circles.

But this time!

A puff of fragrance came from afar, and the fire was roasting the new corn to make a crackling sound. Even in a paddy field dress, dressed in a very rustic style, the plain clothes that were excitedly roasting the corn were still as beautiful as the lotus in the backyard Like a pile of pink lotus in the pool, silted but not stained, clear and not demonic, that's my girl!

And speaking of demons, there really is a demon! I didn’t stretch out my hand at work today, and she sat in front of the luxurious carriage embezzled by Mao Jue in a bright red Greek night skirt. Adelaine looked like a queen with her long legs stretched out , the other slightly bent, lazily leaning against that Bavarian lion.The section of Bai Shengsheng's calf exposed under the long skirt attracted people to take a second look. The big drawing board was placed on the lap, and there were paint boxes and brushes beside it. Mao Jue didn't know that she had artistic talent. I don't know how she draws.

But that's not the point, the point is that this alluring slut is also his girl.

Qirenzhifu also merged Chinese and Western. If the buddy who had been a temporary boyfriend for a month before saw it, I guess envious eyes would pop out, right?

But when he said this, Mao Jue's heart started to itch again. He was also a normal man, and it was impossible for him to spend every day with two beautiful girls.If Wenmeng hadn't been an idiot last time, maybe there would have been two phoenixes that night.

How about trying again tonight?

The sun was gradually setting, and the setting sun made the earth shine blood red. His eyes furtively turned around the tens of acres of confiscated corn fields, and then fell on Adelaine who was painting, as if she had a heart Feeling that, the foreign girl suddenly turned her head, and immediately rolled her eyes at him, but Mao Jue, who was hooked, was even more eager to try.

However, there is a saying that no coincidence makes a book, and it is vividly reflected here. Just now, I was muttering about Wen Meng as a broom star, and Wen Meng came here, breaking Mao Jue’s dream of a night tour in Baomi. And it also brought a problem to Mao Jue.

"Is Yuan Chonghuan crazy?"

Quickly rushed to the foot of the Baima Mountain City, the home of Qianhu, the corner of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching.

It took half a year to build, but it was destroyed in an instant. The tobacco field was used as an experimental field, and he ordered three thousand households to plant a total of [-] mu of land. Cigarettes are popular these days, and tobacco is not enough. Guy, with a hoe, Comrade Yuan went mad for an afternoon. The best tobacco field of ten acres was smashed to pieces by him, and the tobacco leaves were smashed all over the ground. Seeing him making a fuss, There were a lot of villagers gathered in the village, and there was a lot of discussion, but they didn't stop them. Luo Zhige, the governor of Baima Mountain City, was also anxious on the sidelines. When he saw Mao Jue coming, he hurried to rush to come over.

"General"

"Why the hell are you just standing there? Why don't you arrest this old lunatic?"

Angry cheeks were cramped, and before Luo Zhige finished speaking, Mao Jue had already kicked his feet and yelled angrily, and without waiting for Luo Zhige's reaction, he kicked Pang Dahai's ass, who was also in a daze.

"Don't give it to me!"

This matter is also blamed on Mao Jue himself. First of all, Yuan Chonghuan was originally the governor of Liaodong, and he was originally a high-ranking official, but Mao Jue personally sent it, just like Zhang Haogu who was sent to the examination room by Wei Zhongxian in "Official Promotion to the Third Level" , He went crazy there, his family didn't dare to take care of him, so he sent a report to Baima Mountain City, but the garrison Luo Zhige didn't dare to take care of him, so he sent the report to the deputy general's yamen. Mao Jue, this afternoon has passed, and ten acres of tobacco have been ruined by this old guy like weeds.

But after all, people in their 40s are still civil servants, and Pang Dahai, who was kicked in the ass, seemed to be on the accelerator. Holding his arm, he was dragged out of the ground.

"Are you fucking crazy? Are you dry and itchy?"

Poor people must have something to hate. Originally, he was not interested in this infighting expert, who had taken advantage of his father's head and his job as a young master as soon as he took office, but now this encounter made Mao Jue even more angry. , No matter what Yuan is not, Supervisor Yuan, went up to two big slaps and then put a big kick on his stomach. The former first-rank official who kicked had staring eyes and staggered back several steps.

But just when Mao Jue couldn't bear the anger and wanted to fight again, suddenly a man came out of the crowd and opened his arms to block the fallen Governor Yuan.

"Stupid robber, what kind of ability do you have to bully him, come at me if you have the guts!"

Mao Jue couldn't help laughing angrily. He didn't know Yuan Chonghuan's political ability, his military ability was in a mess, and his overall view was not good. However, his personality charm is indeed admirable, and his political enemy saved his life. , and now everyone loves flowers so much that this little pirate girl is willing to stand up for him.

Fortunately, Chiyohime didn't have such awe-inspiring presence for a long time, a pair of slender but extremely powerful hands grabbed her back collar suddenly, and pulled him back, and with the little Zhengtai, the island trio hugged her again. Together, hiding aside.

However, Mao Jue was gone after being made such a fuss by the Japanese chick. Just now, he was furious and wanted to kill Yuan Datou. When he walked up to him, Mao Jue bent down gloomyly and asked angrily.

"Master Yuan, Governor Yuan? Is there nothing else for you to do? The crops you have worked so hard to plant, you have been harmed like this? Are all of you scholars such virtues?"

The two slaps just now were so ruthless that the corners of Yuan Chonghuan's mouth were bleeding from the slaps. This guy was also very heroic and spit out a piece of bloody saliva at Mao Jue's feet, humming equally gloomyly.

"Crops?"

"It's because there are too many people like you that the imperial court is so smoky! The government grows tobacco privately, fills their own pockets, and doesn't think about making progress. What's the use of the imperial court supporting you? Liao affairs are deteriorating day by day. The emperor is exhausted. Sleeping and eating are hard, you Wait, but you are so selfish! What face do you have for wearing this official uniform!"

Speaking of anger, Yuan Chonghuan ruthlessly squeezed a handful of tobacco and fell to the ground.

But after letting him scold him, instead of getting angry, Mao Jue laughed happily. This smile made Yuan Chonghuan dumbfounded.

"why are you laughing?"

"Master Yuan! Master Yuan, what face do you have to say about me?"

Chapter 1. The wind and smoke rise again

"Let's not talk about it, thanks to you, I haven't seen the military pay and rations in Dongjiang Town for more than half a year, so there must be something like this!"

"It's not that your father and son are arrogant and domineering, and don't listen to restraint! They have repeatedly violated military orders! This governor just made this terrible plan!"

"So you disregarded the court's regulations and the overall situation, and put an entire military town of 10 people at risk of starvation. You would rather give food to the Mongols than to your friendly troops? Is this your Governor Yuan?"

Yuan Chonghuan snorted confidently, but Mao Jue's words made him choke instantly.

But as soon as he said it, Mao Jue's temper came up, the veins on his forehead were throbbing like earthworms, and he continued to yell furiously.

"When the military salary is issued, it will be [-]% first. Is it your civil servants?"

"Before the Battle of Saerhu, the general used the blunt knife to kill cattle and sacrifice to the sky. He failed to cut off a bull's head three times, but behind the scenes, he was still so rich and well-fed, singing and dancing. Is it your civil servants?"

"Struggling for power and profit, treating this Liaodong as a vanity fair. When things in Liaodong are good, they swarm up, corrupting the Liao affairs, and then swarming away, tearing each other down. The soldiers in front don't even have a cotton coat in winter, and they are shivering in the cold. You still eat There are so many people here, none of them are born and bred in Yizhou, all of them were invaded by Jiannu, and they were either driven out of their homes or turned into slaves and captured. Master Yuan, you What right do you have to stand on the moral high ground and still condemn me, Mao Jue?"

Throughout the history of the end of the Ming Dynasty, the two words that were repeated repeatedly were party struggles and party struggles. Even when the country perished, only half of the country in the south of the Yangtze River was left. He was praised so highly by his superiors. Apart from killing Mao Wenlong and being sent to the capital by Hou Jin for more than a year in office, there was nothing left to be remembered by future generations. He patted his chest, and Mao Jue was full of sarcasm and mockery with.

If you want to exchange money for an old political veteran like Qian Qianyi, maybe your face is blushing and your heart is not beating at the moment, and a pile of four books and five classics are thrown at you, it seems that it is only natural for them to be greedy for money, and military generals have to wag their tails like dogs. To die like that.But Yuan Chonghuan is good at this point, he is still an honest gentleman, he admits his mistakes, and he can't deny what Mao Jue said, even many of them are the old face that he hates when he is questioned by Mao Jue. Yuan also clutched a handful of tobacco in embarrassment, and remained silent.