Beiyang new warlord

"Xiaoludao, who's private salt? Stand up for me!"

Seeing Yuan Chonghuan's attack, Mao Jue's heart tensed. He couldn't remember when Yuan Chonghuan attacked and killed Mao Wenlong, so it was possible at any moment!Although it was unrealistic to fight under the eyes of the thousands of troops in Dongjiang Town here, but it's okay to be careful. Immediately, Mao Jue winked at Wen Meng, holding his revolver in his hand, and strode forward.

"Salt is the last sun!"

Just now he was screaming and shouting, but when he saw Mao Jue standing up, Mao Wenlong lost face even more, so he stepped forward and slapped him across the face.

"Beast! Nonsense!"

"Come here, undress this wicked beast from wearing armor, cut off all military posts, and drive this commander out of the army."

Hearing Mao Wenlong's roar, two personal soldiers stepped forward and grabbed Mao Jue's shoulders, but at this moment, the voice full of disgust sounded behind him.

"and many more!"

Chapter 36. A False Alarm

"Is this your son? Hehe, Yuan has heard of Mr. Mao's talent in Ningyuan. Mr. Mao doesn't have to be too hasty. People, when they are young, it is understandable to do some stupid things, and the court is also law-abiding. , maybe Mr. Mao is just being deceived by others!"

Slowly with his hands behind his back, Yuan Chonghuan actually talked about love for Mao Jue leisurely.

But sometimes beating you is not necessarily hating you, and helping you is not necessarily for your own good. Mao Wenlong's face suddenly froze in an ugly way. He knows how dirty the methods of civil servants are. Yuan Chonghuan had thought about it before. If he wants to resign himself to return to his hometown and give up Dongjiang Town, now he is leaving behind Mao Jue to blackmail him.

If the crime of selling illegal salt is really pursued, it will not be dismissed without peeling off the skin.

However, after receiving a big slap and rubbing his face, Mao Jue did not show any stage fright at all, and even approached Yuan Chonghuan aggressively like an angry young man, yelling angrily.

"Since the beginning of spring in Dongjiang Town, the military salary has not been paid for four full months. I don't know how the supervisor can explain it!"

"Nizi, shut up!"

A general yelled at the governor, not to mention the unprecedented and unprecedented in the Ming Dynasty, Mao Jue also called it courageous, it was a bit wrong, Mao Wenlong hurriedly tried to stop him, but was angered by Mao Jue's aggressive attitude, Yuan Chonghuan But he waved his hand angrily.

"The court's expenses are tight, and the emperor is saving food and clothing to honor the frontline. For a few months of military pay, Mr. Mao can't even understand the difficulty of the court! How can you be a courtier like this!"

"But why does Liaodong Town have a salary? I don't have it in Dongjiang. Could it be that Dongjiang is not a military town of the Ming Dynasty? Tens of thousands of people living alone overseas can starve to death?"

"This"

In fact, when he opened his mouth to refute, he, Yuan Chonghuan, was put on hold. What is his identity, the governor of Liaodong, the leader of the entire Northeast theater, arguing with Mao Jue, a young general, it seems that he lacks bearing. Cutting Mao Wenlong's military salary was to make him submit, but Yuan Chonghuan hadn't taken office yet, and Ning Yuan had already caused a mutiny. In order to appease Liaodong Town, he paid a lot more military salary.

This is a common method used by officials, but after all, it can't get on the stage, especially when Mao Jue yelled at it, which caused the generals of Dongjiang Town to show their dissatisfaction. This is what Yuan Chonghuan cares most about. The teacher's face also became more and more gloomy, and he asked gloomily.

"The governor is indeed at fault for poor scheduling, but this is not a reason for selling private salt!"

"The supervisor has a noble status, but you can't slander the generals at will. As the supervisor said just now, my Ming Dynasty has laws! What evidence does the supervisor have that he will not sell private salt?"

Seven of Mao Jue were dissatisfied and eight were dissatisfied. The aunt in the market blushed and yelled at her neck, which angered Yuan Chonghuan more and more. His face sank like water.

"On Little Deer Island, most of the salt fields on the island, can you be blind if you are the Governor?"

"The imperial court prohibits the sale of private salt, but it doesn't prohibit the drying of salt?"

"There is no smuggling of salt, so what's the use of drying the salt fields on the peninsula?"

Finally got to the point, Mao Jue raised his head confidently.

"Kicked fish!"

"Kicked fish?"

The dignified Liaodong governor once again let Mao Jue choke. There are policies and countermeasures. Since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty monopolized salt and iron, whenever the price of salt rises, the common people also have delicious food and countermeasures. Pickles, salty Fish, which can get salty taste without selling salt, became popular, and even the rich and powerful in the court began to take advantage of this. It is said that Liu Jin, the great eunuch, sold private salt, and put a fish in a cart of salt, and kept clamoring that what he was selling was pickled salt. fish.

From Yuan Chonghuan's point of view, Mao Jue also took advantage of this loophole.

Not waiting for him to be disdainful, Mao Jue was a fighter in the rooster again, and nodded proudly under Mao Wenlong's dumbfounded gaze.

"Of course!"

"The supervisor doesn't pay the army, and the last general can't let his soldiers starve to death. In the past few months, he has survived by salted fish!"

"The sea is rich, and the products are very rich. The island of Pi is hanging overseas, surrounded by the sea on all sides. It should be eaten in the sea. There are many boats in my town. If you net them, you can catch a thousand catties of fish. If you salt them, they can be preserved for a year. Besides, the fish meat is plump, and one catty of fish meat is enough to be two or three catties of food. In the past few months, the last general has been supported by pickled fish and the coarse grains of Chuyun Island."

"There are still fish in this port, the supervisor doesn't believe it, so he sent someone to take a look, come here!"

Before Yuan Chonghuan could refuse, Mao Jue yelled again. What he said just now was half true, but it was true that his fish barrel was hidden here. He caught more fish, and he also began to explore the market into the military camp. Part of the food and wages of Daying was replaced by his salted fish.

However, the smell of this thing is naturally not very good. A large bucket was opened on the spot, and even Mao Wenlong was so smoked that he held his nose and took two steps back. He was almost used to it. Mao Jue reached out to fish out a sea bass from the bucket. , waved it in front of Yuan Chonghuan, and said loudly.

"This is a fish that was caught a month ago. All the salt from Xiaolu Island is used on this fish. The supervisor can see it at a glance!"

To be honest, this hand of Mao Jue was entirely for the purpose of disgusting Yuan Chonghuan, but unexpectedly, this black barbarian reached out to take it without hesitation. Stopped it, weighed the sea fish weighing two or three catties twice, and sniffed it with his nose, he nodded like an expert.

"It is indeed fresh and edible. Is this really a month ago?"

It was really a surprise, Mao Jue's arrogance was suppressed a little this time, and he nodded cautiously.

"That's right, there are still 3 barrels in the cellar of the military port, more than [-] catties. They were all shot a month ago, and there are still two months ago."

"How much fish can you catch in that month?"

Changing from the aggressiveness just now, Yuan Chonghuan actually asked Mao Jue humbly as if asking for advice. He was a little confused about his routine, so Mao Jue answered truthfully this time more carefully.

"The last general has three hundred households under his command, and the salt is divided into [-] mileage, and the fisherman and Yu Ding go together. They go out to sea for ten days and don't return. They can catch [-] to [-] catties a month!"

The deep-sea fishing industry in ancient China was really underdeveloped. This can be seen from the poems of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Many of the poems of those great poets praised river fish, but few praised seafood. There are very few sea fish salvaged along the coast. Some of them were transported to the mainland, these poets couldn't eat them at all, so naturally they couldn't write about them.

In contrast, the distant water fishery in Europe is too developed. Dutch herring can be exported to Germany and France through the Hanseatic League. Relying on the agricultural product of herring to support the original capital accumulation of a marine hegemony, it is also the ocean. The navigation technology brought about by fishing has advanced by leaps and bounds, allowing the West to complete the great geographical discovery, and now has its hands in the New World.

Even though he was born in Guangdong, Yuan Chonghuan really didn't expect to catch enough seafood from the sea to supplement the lack of military rations. He looked down at the sea fish in the bucket again, and Yuan Manzi actually grinned for the first time.

"There is a saying in Sun Tzu's art of war. If you eat an enemy for one hour, you will be my opponent for twenty minutes. If you avoid a stone, you will be my twenty stones! Take food locally, because the food is in the sea, Mr. Mao, this is beyond our reach, Yuan Mou admire!"

This guy actually praised me!

Seeing Yuan Chonghuan clapping his hands and laughing, he slapped himself on the shoulder, and took the opportunity to wipe the smelly and fishy mucus from the fish just now on his shoulder, Mao Jue was really dazed.

Corporal Lixian, the reason why he is a beautiful character is because it is too difficult to lose face. Not to mention the feudal era, even in later generations, there are several glamorous characters who can lose face. Praising him as a small thousand households, and admitting his mistakes along the way, is really rare in this era.

It has to be said that this is also one of the personality charms of Yuan Chonghuan's success!

While Mao Jue was still stunned, Yuan Chonghuan hugged Mao Wenlong again after praising Mao Jue.

"Yuan misunderstood Mr. Mao, and I sincerely apologize, and I hope Mr. Mao will not blame him!"

He really looked at his stupid son with admiration and said that Yuan Manzi bowed his head. Mao Wenlong was also surprised, and immediately gave Mao Jue a slap in the face again complacently.

"It's all because this kid is not doing his job properly! The military affairs are messed up, and it's a great blessing for the supervisor not to blame him. Sinister, why don't you thank the supervisor!"