Beiyang new warlord

Something's not quite right!

The two girls sat on the bed in disheveled clothes. As a person who came from later generations, Mao Jue could understand, but he hadn't thought that Su Yi, who was weak and weak, actually had the tendency to be a queen?

The skirts of the clothes were all opened, revealing a large piece of fragrant shoulders, this girl really deserves to be from the north, her pink face was flushed, she was riding on the waist of that Qin Niang, her hands were like breaking Qin Niang's lotus roots The delicate arms were tightly moved behind, and they were being tied with hemp ropes in circles.

The Jiangnan beauty's face was also flushed red, and her little mouth was bulging with a towel, and she couldn't stop screaming.

When Mao Jue came in, the two beauties were stunned for a while, and the two pairs of big watery eyes looked around together.

"Why don't you go ahead and I'll go back first?"

Turning around, Mao Jue was grinning wretchedly, and was about to leave the room, but Su Yi was in a hurry, her little hand was still firmly holding Qin Niang's arm, crying anxiously on the bed.

"Master, hurry up and help! She! She wants to commit suicide!"

Dare to feel that he was thinking wrong, a little ashamed, scratching his head, Mao Jue had to hurry back again, and helped Su Yi hold down that girl.

"I'm holding it, you tie it up!"

It is estimated that today is the darkest day in Mother Qin's life. The outer clothes were all torn off, and only a bellyband was hung, revealing the thin shoulders, white collarbone and two vaguely rounded curved outlines. Come out, fortunately the skirt is still there, but according to the defense of men and women in this era, she was also seen by Mao Jue, and the arm that was finally let go was once again entangled by hemp rope like a snake and hung high on the naked body. On the smooth back, a pair of slender thighs were also coiled up, tied together in cross-shaped coils at the ankles, so that she could only sit cross-legged like this with her little hands behind her back, unable to move at all.

Su Yi was afraid that she would bite her tongue, and her beautiful mouth was tightly stuffed. The whole beautiful girl could only bite the towel, sitting cross-legged on the bed in horror, looking at her with big watery eyes in fear. Mao Jue and Su Yi, the evil master and servant.

To be honest, even if Mao Jue wasn't so perverted in his heart, such a big beauty tied up in a ball is quite seductive to look at. Unfortunately, the girl Su Yi is crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. The back is thrown out.

"Young master, should you go out first! After all, men and women can't get along with each other, Su Yi can just take care of her here!"

"But me, hello! Hey!"

bang~

Pushed out of the door, she was slammed by the closed door. These days she was degraded by Su Yi. Today she didn't fetch water, and stared at the door for a long time. Mao Jue had no choice but to go downstairs depressedly, talking voice shouted.

"Mao Li, die for me!"

In the room, the girl Su Yi's Madonna's heart had completely exploded. The treatment Mao Jue enjoyed, tossing and throwing a towel into a pot of hot water, holding a warm towel, Su Yi was smiling under the terrified eyes of this girl. Hehe leaned over.

"I, I'll wipe your face for you, don't be afraid, my young master and I are not good people!"

Even if it is so dark and corrupt, Jiangnan is after all one of the most prosperous areas in this era and almost the entire world, and those old sea merchants in Nagasaki are really awesome. The demand for luxury goods is also very high. This time Mao Jue decided to bypass Master Fan in Yangzhou. After a few days, the shipment volume is quite good.

And only now did Mao Jue know how much Master Fan had eaten into his profits. When buying in the north, ginseng was sold by the catty, but here it was sold by the piece. Mink fur in the north was sold by the bundle, and here it was sold Compared with letting Qian Zeng bring the goods, Mao Jue came here by himself, and the profit was at least four times higher.

In the past few days, with the orders, the things on the ship have also begun to be slowly packed from the pirate's lair in Zhoushan to Jiangnan.

The small inn outside the city has been quite busy these days. Horse-drawn carriages bring large quantities of goods over every day, and there are always famous people from the city. The owner of this inn is nothing but ordinary, and no one knows about it. But in the past two days, following the rise of Mao Jue, he seems to have become a well-known figure in Songjiang City. The boss holds his head up wherever he goes, like a proud rooster.

On this day, an open carriage pulled an extremely huge box and parked in the backyard of the inn, followed by a large pile of small boxes that fell into a hill. When a box was opened at random, it was filled with dazzling lights among the sawdust in the shipyard. glazed lamp.

This is the largest lamp that Mao Jue brought with him to the south. There are 660 lamps in total. There are also two boxes containing two shiny glass mirrors. These are Mao Jue's most valuable goods, but they cannot be sold.

Before leaving, Mao Wenlong gave him a greeting card, with thousands of exhortations and instructions, all for one thing, and these were given to Jiang Jing, the middle-ranking officer in Nanjing.

These days, civil servants are rampant, don’t look at the eunuchs who seem to call the wind and call the rain, they are very arrogant, and they are actually suppressed by the civil officials. As for the warriors, their status is even worse. Mao Wenlong's biggest backer was actually Wei Zhongxian. Jiang Jing also supervised the army in Liaodong, so he was Mao Wenlong's old friend. Mao Jue came to Jiangnan, so he had to pay tribute to him.

There are talented people in the court who are good at being an official. The affairs here are almost handled, and the sales of ginseng can be handed over to the subordinates. Mao Jue intends to hurry up and go to Yingtian to take care of this matter.

This end tidied up the lampshades, hired a carriage, and sent people to carry the lampstands and lampshades up. After tidying up, Mao Jue couldn't help stretching his waist. In Dongjiang, it was very tiring every day, but it was It's very fulfilling, it's actually quite idle here in Jiangnan, but it makes him feel bored.

However, after a big yawn, at the door of the inn, Watermelon rushed in as if his butt was burned.

"Master! Something is wrong!"

"What's the matter? Is there a flood in the south of the Yangtze River or is Jiannu calling? It's neither, so why are you panicking?"

He was almost choked to death, and after panting for a long time, this guy threw up his hands sadly.

"Yesterday, Changshu's Meng's, Lin's, Songjiang's Li's, Wang's, and Shenghe and Tianhe ordered our people to participate in Dongzhu. Today, we all send people to return the goods and don't want them!"

"Now the literati and scholars in the south of the Yangtze River have spread, saying that you, the master, just arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, you robbed the women of the people, and beat the officials and county magistrates who were in charge of the affairs. You are extremely arrogant and domineering! As long as you hear that the goods are from Liaodong , those gentry families were kicked out!"

"What, I forcibly snatch the women from the people?"

The corner of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching violently, and he couldn't help jumping up and shouting angrily.

"I forcibly snatched his sister from the Jiangnan gentry!"

Chapter 171. All the Words Make Gold

The corners of Mao Jue's mouth twitched non-stop.

In three days, everything has turned around. The strength of the Jiangnan family who has the right to speak has been revealed to him. It has only been six days since he saved Qinniang. Rumors about him forcibly robbing women and insulting officials have spread. All over the South Zhili.

Even a bunch of free-spirited scholars and literati wrote this matter into a drama, which is so convincing, what kind of talent and beauty are consensual, but Mao Jue beat the mandarin duck with a club, first forced the scholar to death, and robbed the beautiful woman, In the end, the beauty who was robbed also threw herself into the river and killed herself in the name of festival, causing two families to be ruined.

Mao Jue's reputation is really stinky, even beggars who pass by this inn have to spit out, this incident also brought huge economic losses, 31 businessmen negotiated 89 orders, could have I sold a small half of the northern ginseng goods that Mao Jue brought, but up to now, all [-] orders have been returned, and there are a few shameless companies that have accepted the goods without giving money, and gave the people who came to Mao Jue to collect the bills. Called out.

"The Wu family in Songjiang, the Zhao family in Changshu, the Liu family, the Hu family in Suzhou, and the Ying Tianlin family, I remember you all!"

Thirty or so Nagasaki businessmen were trembling, afraid that Mao Jue would slap them back and continue digging coal, slapped the table and gritted their teeth, Mao Jue almost drew a circle to curse these guys, But after being angry for a long time, the little notebook wrote down all these guys, and Mao Jue waved his hand lazily.

"There are still a few companies that haven't returned the goods. Reduce the price by half, pick the best ones, and send the rest back to Zhoushan. Don't let them down! Anyway, we are going south to Zhejiang, and we can't sell them to Zhejiang and Fujian. When the time comes, you Let me run hard!"

"Little one obeys!"

Mao Jue was still reasonable, he was really relieved, wiped the beads of sweat from his head, the general businessman bowed gratefully, and then, led by Xigua, planned to go out, who knew that just after the door opened, the shopkeeper of this inn was standing there the door.

"Shopkeeper Lin, what happened? Could it be that the calculation was wrong?"

It's okay to have an ugly face, Mao Jue came over and asked in astonishment, who knew that this yin and yang surnamed Lin started humming strangely.

"General Mao, you are a great Buddha. I can't pretend to be old in this shop. I won't rent the house to you. You guys should go!"

"What the hell are you talking about? How dare you chase away my general!"

Almost out of breath, Mao Li grabbed the man by his collar and reached out to pick up the short fat man.

The two little feet were dangling in mid-air, shopkeeper Lin turned pale with fright, but this man was really annoying, with a stinking mouth that was still babbling.

"What? You still want to rob me, an old man? Here, this is Songjiang Mansion, not your barbarian land in Liaodong! Let me go quickly, or I will report to the government!"

Mao Jue's old face was also twitching with anger, but he took a few deep breaths, resisting not to hit him with a fist, Mao Jue waved his hand sullenly.

"Let him go!"

"General!"