Beiyang new warlord

In ancient times, exile was actually a more terrifying criminal law than the death penalty, but at least Yuan Chonghuan took his life.

However, this is also a very dangerous move. The forces in the DPRK and China are very different. Some want Yuan Chonghuan to die, and some don’t want him to die. They want to save him. His angry cheeks were almost puffed up, and he went up to give him a ping-pong meal.

However, seeing Yuan Chonghuan's second glance, Mao Jue's eyes were bright, not only because later generations lost the tragedy of a general who fought bloody to defend the capital, but was swallowed up by the people he protected. It was because Mao Jue saw a new hope.

Since Yuan Chonghuan can survive and Mao Wenlong is alive and well now, then history can be changed! In the late Ming Dynasty, it is not certain who will win the banner of the world!

Just about to laugh three times, suddenly a gloomy gaze was cast on his back. In Mao Wenlong's furious eyes, Mao Jue was like a rooster crowing.

"Yuan Manzi, when you plotted against me in Dongjiang and murdered my father, did you ever think about today? Good and evil will be rewarded in the end! Your majesty is holy! God opened his eyes! People like you should be punished as they deserve! "

This is the second time for the big ups and downs. It seems that Yuan Chonghuan's edges and corners have also been severely frustrated. With disheveled hair and wearing a prison uniform, Yuan Chonghuan is full of desperation, but he kneels on the ground neither sad nor happy, just said indifferently One sentence.

"The grassroots are convicted!"

"Shuai Mao! Little General Mao, it's getting late, shall we hand it over?"

There were two more shackles in the back, but they were two women, probably Yuan Chonghuan's wives and concubines. After listening to Jin Yiwei's urging, Mao Jue came back to his senses, and smiled again and took the stamped official document in his hand I returned it.

Amidst the sound of the water, the Guangzhou boat groaned and rowed back to the sea, hoping they would not encounter a storm, and Yuan Chonghuan and his wife were also taken aside. It seemed that this time the blow was really big, and Yuan Chonghuan was quite a bit Sitting sluggishly by the wall, the younger woman was crying all the time, Yuan Chonghuan's original partner, the older woman was whispering persuasion.

Mao Jue is a little confused now. To be honest, he still feels like dreaming. When he mailed the memorial, he never thought that he could really get Yuan Chonghuan back. Now that Yuan Chonghuan is in his hands, he is a little at a loss and stupid. After a while, he slipped to Mao Wenlong's side again.

"Father! Now, what should we do?"

Angrily, Mao Jue slapped Mao Wenlong, and Mao Wenlong blew his beard and stared and growled angrily.

"You did a good job yourself, you can do it yourself!"

"Whoops"

Chapter 1. Prosperity

Mao Jue, the Tieyi lieutenant general, is really incompetent. He has been in office for less than a year, and he has spent half a year wandering around in other places. If it wasn't for Yuan Chonghuan's business this time, he would have planned to spend time in the shipyard.

But for the time being, he is really not needed as the deputy general of Tieyi. As early as the beginning of the year, Mao Jue had already drawn up a plan for the development of the territory this year. He needed cement with a factory, iron tools with a mine and a water conservancy and iron workshop. There is also food, and the remaining generals just need to build according to the drawings left by Mao Jue.

Needless to say, after returning from this trip, the two counties of Tieyi underwent another major change. A straight official road was built from Yizhou to Tieshan Outer Port. Level, just like the national roads of later generations, I also thank the "red envelope" of the prince of Jinlian. This road was built by the five or six thousand North Korean soldiers. Industrial supplies were quickly shipped to Uiju.But the only bad thing is that Mao Jue probably won't be able to "car shake" with Adelaina any more.

He reprimanded Mao Jue, or reminded him a few words. Mao Jue threw Yuan Chonghuan's family into the wagon pulling hay, and followed his cavalry to Yizhou.

Along the way, Mao Jue was drowsy and drowsy on the horse. It was really boring. On both sides of the road, there were corn fields. This guy from the Andes didn’t pick the ground and was not afraid of the cold. This year, the planting area has expanded again. After half a circle, the Huaxia tent is really the most hardworking. At the foot of the mountain, in the bumps, a small piece of land can be planted with a circle of crops. The spring corn is planted in March, and it is already early July. The cyan pole was already taller than a person, and the white jade-like stick at the waist also exposed the head, but the shape made some big girls blush and heartbeat.

Going north from Tieshan Port, there was an occasional humbling sound on this road. More than a dozen horse-drawn carriages drove fast, pulling full cement or boxes and ran northward to overtake the horse team. Nothing changed until we reached the border of Yizhou. , Mao Jue simply fell asleep hugging the horse's neck, and Su Changmei was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his neck, for fear that his master would smash his head on the ground and become mentally retarded.

Sitting on the hay cart, the two women drooped their heads listlessly. They were sent from the capital to Dengzhou by relying on the prisoner's feet. After going to sea for so many days and being frightened, the two women had already reached their limit.

On the contrary, sitting on the haystack, staring at the endless field of corn, Yuan Chonghuan has never taken his eyes off him. From yesterday to today, except for a few words to deal with Mao Wenlong and Mao Jue, the former Liaodong capital has never said a word, but I don't want to be fascinated by watching the corn fields here.

Su Changmei was worried, and Mao Jue had snot bubbles in his nose, and he swayed from side to side without falling off. It wasn't until he got off his horse that Fatty Su realized that he, the general, was so life-threatening that he wore a belt inside his armor. I tied myself to the horse, but when I got off the horse, because I was numb from sleep, I couldn't get out for a long time, shaking my hands and feet like a tortoise.

This time I went to a new fortress in Yizhou. It was originally called Baimalao. It is said that it was the place where Yuangai Suwen, who defeated the Tang army, buried the white horse. I don’t care so much. Mao Jue’s new fortress It is based on local materials and called Baima City. It is located in the middle of Yizhou, and the southwest direction is Mao Jue’s biggest gain in this battle of Yizhou. The Longchuan Plain and the rare fertile fields of dozens of miles on the peninsula were originally Zhenglan Banners here. The nobleman's farm is now the farmland of Mao Jue's nineteen thousand households.

This White Horse Castle is the management core of Beilongchuan. It is a bit larger than other fortresses. Once the Eight Banners forcefully cross the Yalu River, there is no danger for Longchuan, and all the troops and residents there will have to evacuate to this White Horse Castle. .

There are no civilians in Tieshan, and everyone is organized into the guard according to the military establishment. When I heard that Mao Jue was coming, the military governor who was in charge of the place had already been waiting there. He was willing to work, and was directly promoted by Mao Jue from the hundred households of the guard to the capital to manage Baima Mountain City. For Mao Jue, this man in his 40s was obviously very grateful. This Mao Jue was stuck on the horse like a turtle. I didn't see it, I just knelt on one knee, bowing my head respectfully and performing a military salute.

He came down in a panic, but luckily he didn't lose his image. Amid the twitching and weird faces of dozens of soldiers around him, Mao Jue coughed pretentiously.

"Lodus, please get up! The construction of the White Horse City is very fast, and I will appreciate you very much!"

"Thank you, General!"

"How about the few people you arranged?"

"Returning to the general, the general will arrange for the Beilongchuan Division to be directly under the Qianhu Office, or will he lead the way?"

"Well, take me there!"

Yuan Chonghuan was looking at the mountain city built of cement and concrete, but unfortunately, he was pushed into the car by Mao Jue's soldiers before he even entered.

Reinforced concrete has become popular in the two prefectures of Tieyi. Military forts are built with this material, and private houses are similar. When they entered the village, a family just built a house. It used stone and Tieshan cement. The tile-roofed houses are more imposing than the loess grass houses around them. Red silk is hung on the door, and firecrackers are crackling.

But here Mao Jue was stricken. As soon as he entered the village, an extremely angry and pleasant voice pointed at his nose in blunt mandarin and began to yell and curse.

"Damn robber, I'm going to kill you!"

"Chiyohime, don't mess around!"

Before she finished speaking, the little girl was dragged aside and stood behind the old lady who was especially good at beating, and beside her was a timid little boy with a ball head poking his head out from the other side of the old woman's body. He was staring at himself with a vigilant look.

Needless to say, these three are the three important Japanese pirates that Mao Jue escaped from Wang Jing. For safety reasons, the three of them were stuffed into a grain ship, secretly transported back to Phi Island, and then returned to Yizhou, Mao Jue After more than 20 days of delay in the shipyard, the three of them have also lived in Benqianhu in Baima City for half a month.

But it's no wonder that the little girl hated herself. In Wangjing, her silk kimono was pulled out somewhere, and she changed into a peasant daughter's short skirt when she went to the countryside. With ball head and beautiful hair, she really looks exactly like a village girl.

Moreover, they are not free to be imprisoned here, they are also incorporated into military households and need to work in the fields. It is estimated that this little girl has never suffered such hardships since she was a child. Mao Jue, a robber and trafficker, is probably not in her mind. Outright demon.

Up to now, he still hasn't figured out the identities of the three of them. Mao Jue rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and simply ignored the three of them, and then turned around and hugged Yuan Chonghuan, who was still looking around.

"Mr. Yuan, the world is impermanent! Mr. Mao is also following orders. This will be Mr.'s residence in the future, so please do it yourself!"

Still without saying a word, Yuan Chonghuan just clasped his fists in return, and walked towards the village dragging his handcuffs, but the general banner of the guard guard was left behind, and he didn't dare to scold the prisoners sent by Mao Jue himself. He could only mutter along, and quickly took the key and chased after him.

Yuan Chonghuan is a trouble! But it's not too big. Among Mao Wenlong's suggestions, Mao Jue only needs to do two things. First, don't get too close to him, and second, don't let him die.

Anyway, three of them have already been locked up here, and there are not many Yuan Chonghuan, so it is convenient to take care of them, but he is not the reason why Mao Jue came here in person, watching Mrs. Yuan and Yuan Chonghuan's concubine follow them into the village in despair Bian ignored him, but turned to Siluo Zhige, the capital of Baima City who accompanied him.

"How are the crops that Mrs. Yang asked you to grow a while ago?"

"Return to the general, the general has been sending people to cultivate carefully. According to Mrs. Yang's guidance, it should be mature now, the general should go and have a look!"

"Well, lead the way ahead!"

The biggest difference between the capital of Baima City and other capitals is that not only food is grown here, but in the more than 400 mu of land on the east side of the village, there is a kind of green leaves that are particularly prosperous, with small yellow flowers, which is a bit crops like tomato.

This thing is not ordinary, one of the two major economic crops that can be sold for money with the leaves, tobacco!

The three big monsters in Northeast China in the later generations, the girl is holding a big cigarette bag! It can be seen how popular tobacco is. Later generations know that smoking is harmful to health, and there are black and white letters printed on the cigarette packs, but they still can’t stop the smokers rolling in like waves. A great source of wealth, especially if sold to Jianu on the opposite side, then the gold and silver can be used to raise soldiers for oneself, how good it is.

And although tobacco is harmful to your health, you have to admit that besides drugs, there is no substitute for the effect of this thing on refreshing your mind and relieving stress. The logo of the US military is connected with camel cigarettes and Coca-Cola, and even death row prisoners are on execution In the past, a cigarette was issued, but now the war is raging in Liaodong. Regardless of the soldiers, the civilians are struggling to die. It is also a good choice to get out tobacco as a social painkiller.

This year is the first planting in Liaodong, and he has no doubts about the sales of tobacco. Mao Jue's only concern is whether the tobacco can take root in the cold north during the Little Ice Age. But now it seems that this thing is not picky, and the growth is really good good.

Unable to restrain himself, he bent down and pinched a leaf by his nose, and Mao Jue sniffed it intoxicated.

Theoretically, the residences and properties in the guard house belong to the government, but in Dongjiang, Mao Wenlong is a big warlord, and Mao Jue is his son, and he can be regarded as a small warlord. Outside of his newly built house, the houses in the rest of the guard are considered to be Mao Jue's.