Beiyang new warlord

"If you were the commander-in-chief of Dongjiang Town, how would you run Dongjiang Town?"

"The commander-in-chief of Dongjiang is my father, and the last general is just a small thousand households"

"There is no one else here, only you and the old man, if you are, what would you do?"

This question confuses Mao Jue again. To be honest, in this era, all Mao Jue thinks about is dealing with this old guy in front of him, so that he can survive. After being rescued, he really didn't think much about what to do, let alone take charge of the entire Dongjiang Town.

Not only for answering Yuan Chonghuan, but also for himself, for Dongjiang's future, after thinking for a while, Mao Jue carefully raised his fist.

"At the end of the day, the North Koreans will be garrisoned first!"

"Oh? Don't you want to think about Haigeng? This!"

Having seen many young generals who are young, vigorous and full of enthusiasm, Yuan Chonghuan expected that Mao Jue would slap his chest, regain Liaoshen and destroy Jiannu with a high ambition, and he also thought that he would hug his fists like an old fritter, He said that he only obeyed his orders, and it was expected that he would say how much Haigeng would do, but he never thought that Mao Jue would actually want to go to the farmland, which is the thing this warrior despises the most and has the least patience to do.

Seeing Yuan Chonghuan pointing at the circle of fishing boats, Mao Jue understood what he meant, but here Mao Jue raised his hand and shook it.

"Superintendent, the most basic point of war is to preserve yourself! Let your soldiers not go hungry. The Dongjiang River hangs alone overseas. Although it is protected by the sea, it can still be regarded as enemies on three sides. Once North Korea falls, the food aid from Shandong will still be provided. If not, Dongjiang will collapse without a fight."

"And the significance of the existence of Dongjiang Town is to threaten Jiannu in the future so that it cannot invade North Korea or attack Guan Ningjin. In the north of North Korea, the outer barrier of Dongjiang Town was strengthened, and its connection with North Korea was cut off, so that It cannot obtain food, grass and materials from North Korea, killing two birds with one stone."

"As for the crusade against Jiannu, wait for us to become stronger first, and then wait for the opportunity. Otherwise, Saarhu, Kaiyuan Tieling will be a lesson for us!"

Mao Jue is a typical farmer, and the peaceful environment of the later generations made him not a desperate guy. Besides, he knew the virtues of Dongjiang Town very clearly. An army like Du went and almost wiped out the Ming Empire. Jiannu, the elite of Nine Borders and the elite of Liaodong, is fighting hard. He still wants to live for two more years!

However, after saying this, Mao Jue stopped abruptly and froze there.

I don't know when, Yuan Chonghuan's dark face became extraordinarily gloomy

Chapter 38. Outliers

"Why can't I control my mouth!"

In the small building of Mao Mansion, Mao Jue couldn't help raising his slap to himself, but after hesitating for a while, he still lightly landed on his big cheek. After all, who can't get along with him, can't he get along with himself, can't he?

No wonder he muttered, one sentence probably offended Yuan Chonghuan, who is Yuan Manzi?The governor of Liaodong is equivalent to the commander-in-chief, governor and political commissar of the Liaodong military region. He and the emperor boasted that he could pacify Liao in five years!But what he said, and slowly figured it out, maybe it will take ten or eight years. Does this not mean his old life?Moreover, political disagreement is the most common trigger for the bloodshed in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty!

In the previous few dynasties, during Emperor Jiajing’s time, the great etiquette dispute over who should be called the father of a small emperor had been fought for more than 30 years. Emperor Wanli competed with his courtiers for the crown prince, and wanted to decide which son would inherit the great etiquette of one mu and three parts of land. The dispute continued for more than 30 years. I don’t know how many civil servants were beaten to death, lost their posts, and even ransacked their homes.

Now he, Mao Jue, a battalion-level cadre, openly contradicted the commander-in-chief of the Liaodong Military Region, and he sang in person. Is there any good fruit for him?

In the next few days, Yuan Chonghuan ignored him and concentrated on patrolling around Pidao, and even went to Tieshan. This old guy is really not as sharp as a needle.

However, compared to the frowning faces of his own general, Wen Meng, Pang Pang Hai, He Siyong, and Wen Shao's cronies and dog friends are quite heartless, especially Wen Meng, who poured light wine on a plate nonchalantly. Zi Liu mouthed and grinned, raised his mustache, and said with an ugly smile.

"Young master, don't worry too much. Anyway, Yuan Manzi will leave early tomorrow morning. No matter how awesome he is, he won't be able to reach one-third of an acre of our Phi Island. If the sky falls, we will Marshal Mao resisted, afraid that he might be a hammer, fourth child, don’t you think so?”

He Siyong was also biting the broad beans beside him, but when he said this, there was a burst of excitement on his face.

"Let's not talk about this, our young master's Nanhuo will arrive in a month or so. In the past, the business of Nanhuo has been monopolized by the surname Shen. This time, we can't let him cut the ready-made ones. Old Pang, you Is your relationship with Jiannu reliable or not? Just wait for you to contact the master, so we can go to Liaodong!"

Qian Zeng promised to exchange all the money from selling mirrors into Nanhuo, and bring them back to Pidao. Counting the days, he should come back. Everything is fake, but the money is real.

Besides, this time Mao Jue asked for a few life-saving things by name. This time, Yuan Manzi was sent away, and the famous incident of killing the island commander in history did not happen. If Mao Wenlong is not dead, he will live a good life. Speaking of this, Mao Jue The look on his face couldn't help being a lot more excited.

"The goods are all secondary. We are not short of money now. Old Pang, do you have any contacts in Tieshan? I want to get some land there, the more the better!"

"Iron Mountain?"

Startled, Pang Pang Hai quickly shook his bulging but treacherous head.

"Mr. Qian, that place is not far from Yizhou, and Jiannu is on the opposite side. He may call at any time. What do you want that place for?"

"Don't worry about it! If you help me get the land, there will be no shortage of money!"

"Turn around and talk to Shen Rong, he's very familiar!"

Just as he was speaking, a sweet voice suddenly came.

"Master, here comes the wine!"

It is said that love can nourish a woman the most. Su Yi is getting more and more fresh now, and the rice she cooks is getting better and better. In the arms of this girl Mizutia Yi, she is struggling to hold a big jar. Recently, a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus came to the nostrils, and immediately threw the clear Japanese light wine aside, Wen Mengqian squeezed his saliva over.

"Osmanthus thick wine! Bring me a bowl!"

It's a pity that Su Yi's tenderness is not something everyone can enjoy, she glared with hot almond eyes, and slapped this guy's paw back, and shouted confidently while protecting the jar.

"Fuck off! This is what Young Master Wei buried last year, and you have your share! Try it, Young Master, the top-quality sweet-scented osmanthus brew!"

Not only Wen Meng, but Pang Dahai also sniffled Wang Dashui. A bowl of fragrant, sticky and rich wine was poured into Mao Jue's bowl.

Being stared at by such a group of wine worms, Mao Jue's scalp is numb. Besides, these days, he has raised his nerves and stared at Yuan Chonghuan. Yep, shaking the wine bowl, Mao Jue simply tilted his head at Su Yi.

"Recently everyone has worked so hard and today is to reward everyone, girl, let them have a taste too!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Before Su Yi could express his opinion, Wen Meng walked away impatiently from the jar in Su Yi's arms, and a dozen of his own soldiers rushed forward. Pang Pang Hai also wanted to join in the fun, but He Siyong pushed him outside with his fat face. Seeing this scene , Su Yi's pretty little face couldn't help pouting.

"A bunch of dead ghosts! Thanks to the young master's words, it's easy for you!"

This sweet-scented osmanthus thick wine is fragrant and sweet, but unexpectedly, it has a lot of stamina, and I feel relaxed. Mao Jue couldn't help drinking a few more bowls, and then fell on the bed in a daze, letting Su, who was wearing pajamas and bellybands, come to dress up. The clothes are full of resentment.

This sleep lasted until the next day when the sun was high, lying on the bedside like an octopus, Mao Juehu fell to the ground with a gurgle, a slap, and suddenly woke up so frightened that the guy jumped up cleverly, opening his mouth and shouting talking in sleep.

"Yuan Manzi is here!"

"Where did the barbarian come from!"

Holding a glass of water, Su Yi walked up the small building thoughtfully, Cherry's small mouth was full of reproach and said, seeing her familiar and slender figure, Mao Jue could be regarded as coming back to his senses, took the water Gululu He poured it with his head up, so that his thirsty throat was moistened once, and then he breathed out comfortably.

"Su Yi, what time is it now!"

"It's almost noon! The master left early with his soldiers and servants to see that you were sleeping soundly. When the master was happy, he didn't let me call you."

"Pfft~"

"Fuck it, let me go!"

People are really forced out, and Mao Jue, who can't ride a horse, is also self-taught. He whipped a horsewhip and flew up for eighteen worships. Today is the day to send Yuan Chonghuan, the god of plague, away. If he didn't catch up, Mao Jue really wanted to slap himself twice.

Immediately behind, with the specially made firecrackers ordered by Mao Jue on their backs, Wen Meng and Pang Pang Hai were also panting after being panted by Ma Dian. Wen Meng knew the inside story, and Mao Jue supported him while running , while he hurriedly whispered in Mao Jue's ear.

"Young master, hey, I've been fine for so many days. This is Phi Island. We have an acre of three-point land in Dongjiang Town. In the end, the master just bid farewell to Governor Yuan. Under the heavy protection of the army, I forgive him for not being able to do anything extraordinary. It's okay, don't run away!"

"No, I have to watch Yuan Manzi leave Pidao with my own eyes!"