Beiyang new warlord

"Remember it in the future, I will follow the young master. Silver, copper, and even gold are indispensable to you. Whoever behaves so damn well will be rewarded by the young master, but whoever steals and cheats will be severely punished by the young master. I understand. No!"

"I understand! I understand!"

A group of fishermen nodded and bowed without a word. Looking at Mao Jue, they couldn't help nodding in satisfaction. No matter what age, it is impossible to make some career without help. Now, these guys are lured by their own carrots. , Temporarily hooked, I am the leader, Wen Meng, Pang Pang Hai, they are middle-level cadres, and now most of the village has become low-level employees, the team has a team, can it develop in the future as spectacular as Ma Yunda, It depends on how you operate.

Originally, they were military households, so they were easy to distribute. The Zhao family's two main banners went to Xiaolu Island to dry salt, while the Pang family and the Li family's military households continued to go fishing in the sea to expand production. The economic chain began to take shape slowly.

As a military household, there is no opportunity to make money throughout the year. Although it has been a tough month, every family is very happy to go home with a few hundred coins. The children in the village ran around happily, just like a festival.

But Pang Dahai was not happy.

About fifty strong men were assembled by him, all of them with dark faces, wearing tattered Ming army cotton armor, with a knife in their waist and a torch in one hand. The soldiers in the village gathered together, watching Mao Jue, who had had a meal with his father Pang Baihu at his house, come out slowly wiping the oil stains on his mouth, Pang Pang Hai hurried forward and bowed.

"Master Qianhu, according to your order, everyone is ready, but"

After hesitating for a while, the rogue-headed guy still couldn't help asking.

"Lord Qianhu, the water in this barracks is too shallow. You are so old, why do you want to block the water?"

I really don't know who offended the God of Wealth of thousands of households, but Mao Jue doesn't care, he has a background, he can step on whoever he wants, but he can't help but care about a small general flag like Pang Dahai, people dare not go When you touch Mao Jue, getting rid of him is not like pinching a lice, and he will be unlucky if you move your mouth.

However, even so, he was so unlucky that Pang Panghai had to follow Mao Jue to jump into the frying pan, not to mention anything else, just selling fish for three hundred families divided ten taels of silver, which is equivalent to 1 taels of silver in later generations It's more than [-] yuan, and it's only been a month. If Mao Jue gets angry and refuses to let them do it, maybe he will lose all fish. By then, he, the real manager of the three surname households, will have to be kicked down.

It's a pity that Mao Jue didn't even let him get what he wanted. He glanced at these dark veterans, and Mao Jue just snorted lightly.

"Follow me, you will know when the time comes!"

Dongjiang Town is run by Mao Wenlong, which is almost equivalent to his private army. Except for Shen and Zhao, more than half of the participating generals and guerrilla defense level have been adopted by Mao Wenlong as adopted son and grandson. It's easy, just like Yuan Chonghuan killed Mao Wenlong in front of the Pidao generals, these bastards didn't even dare to fart, but usually, no one dared not give face to the young master of the Mao family.

If it was another army that went out for a walk in such a broad daylight and brought dozens of people back to the barracks at night, they would lose their heads countless times. Mr. Mao Qian came back, and the soldiers guarding the gate opened the gate of the camp with nods and bows.

It was photographed back in the afternoon. Mao Jue's twelve bodyguards plus Wenmeng, the general banner of the bodyguards, had been waiting at the seaside with a knife in their hands. Seeing Mao Jue's return, Wenmeng's face was full of excitement. , clenched his fists at Mao Jue, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"Master, those grandsons haven't come back yet!"

"That's good!"

Looking at the dark sea, only the lighthouse of Phi Island was still on, the sea was still so calm, and a sinister smile was drawn on the corner of Mao Jue's mouth.

"Turn out the torches and wait!"

At night, apart from the waves beating against the shore, the rest of the sea is as quiet as a cemetery. However, like the fish, crabs, etc. that are full of life in the hidden night, there are always people who can't stand it.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. On the dark sea, there was a sudden sound of paddling water. Water drops slipped from the oars and fell into the sea. At the military port, the soldiers set up ladders, dropped anchor, and began busy preparing for disembarkation.

The last time Mao Jue came back with the boat was in the afternoon, but now he has found out clearly that when he comes back normally, he has to be at night. After all, an open secret is also a secret, and it still needs to be concealed.

The torches were shaking brightly one by one, and the soldiers on the ship carried some heavy boxes, and they carried them off the ship amidst the yelling of Hey Hey Yo, and then piled them on the pier, just like Shen Baihu hesitated many times last time, but didn’t want to move them. Like the pile of things they moved, after all, sailing is hard work, and they will be able to return home soon, and they can get a little bit of money. These soldiers are all in a happy mood, and they don’t notice that there are many eyes in the dark.

Suddenly, the gong clanged, and fifty or sixty torches were lit up. Before the soldiers on the ship could react, the Ming army rushed out and surrounded the pile of goods tightly. They all stood behind them, of course the soldiers would not do it, they would come up to snatch them when they shouted and cursed, but this group of people were really brutal, they directly lit their knives, beat and scolded them and kicked them back. A general in Baihu's costume came down, crossed his arms, and walked arrogantly and annoyed to the front of the pile of goods.

"Damn it, I still think that who dares to blow up hair on my site. The surname Pang, you have the guts to rob me. Don't you want to live?"

This fellow was domineering in the Thousand Households Office, seeing his arrogance and arrogance, many soldiers of three surnames and one hundred households trembled.

But before Pang Hai could speak, a long shout sounded from behind the crowd.

"I really fucking ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard! I just want to blow up a thorn in Zhang Baihu's site, and I really want to see how I died?"

With this breath, Zhang Mengfu almost didn't suffocate his breath, but when he saw the person clearly, he couldn't help but gasped, and immediately bowed his head and clasped his fists heavily.

"Mr. Qian!"

"Isn't it going to kill me?"

He glanced sideways at this Baihu, and then Mao Jue tilted his head.

"Pry it open for me!"

Holding a big crowbar, Wen Meng personally pried the boxes one by one, not to mention, they are really good things, such as Daesong gems, Baektusan Fenzi wine, rainbow satin, which are made of Korean clothes for later generations, what else? Tricholoma, wild ginseng, Dongzhu, mink fur, in short, I have brought all the specialties of Liaodong here, and the price from Pidao here is also thousands of taels of silver. A lot of things are shining brightly under the torch, The people watching swallowed.

"What the hell is this?"

These days, if you want to live, you have to be ruthless in your life. I took out the vigor of young and Dangerous boys, tilted my head, pointed at these boxes with one hand, and tapped this Baihu's shoulder with the other, Mao Jue sighed He squinted and asked.

"Back, back to Lord Qianhu, my little one, I brought some private goods. The days of being a soldier are hard, and the court salary is delayed. It's really hard to live on. Lord Qianhu, please, please You hold your hand high!"

Life is really like a spring, if you are weak, he will be strong, Mao Jue's arrogant appearance, but this person surnamed Zhang was stunned, with a sad face, this guy looked pitiful, and whispered to Mao Jue for mercy .

It's okay if you don't know the inside story, Xuba is as slippery as a loach, Mao Jue didn't like this, squinted at him, and yelled at Wen Meng beside him with his head tilted.

"What's wrong with the seventeen laws and 54 cuts? It seems that a certain hundred households forgot!"

"Go back to your lord!"

Wen Meng is Mao Jue's die-hard guy, and this guy is afraid that the world will not be chaotic if he causes trouble. When Mao Jue yelled, this guy immediately shook his head and replied in a weird way.

"Too many complaints, angry with the general, disobedient to restraint, even more difficult to teach, this is called building an army, and the offenders will be killed!"

"In charge of money and food, when giving rewards, my private relatives made the soldiers grievances. This is a fraudulent army, and the offenders will beheaded!"

Running smuggled goods, complaining just now that the court does not pay, and cannot survive, all of these have fallen into the military law, looking at Zhang Baihu, who looks as ugly as if he had eaten hot food, Mao Jue smugly swayed again head.

"Come on, move away!"

"I see who dares to move!"

It really exploded, with a bang, Zhang Mengfu's knives were pulled out, and they were directly in front of Pang Pang Hai. The murderous point of the knives forced Mao Jue's soldiers to retreat, followed The six or seven soldiers behind him also drew their knives together, and they looked like they were about to go up to the fire if they didn't agree with each other, and it was a battle of life and death.

But what happened next, Wen Meng, the veteran who climbed out of the pile of dead people, broke into a cold sweat. He was really like a bachelor, tilting his head, and Mao Jue just stuck his neck against the blade of others in a daze. Yes, and patted himself, humming gloomyly.

"Come on! Cut here!"

It's not good to be soft, then come hard, but Zhang Meng's mansion really dare not cut Mao Jue, that would be a rebellion, and the whole family beheaded!His voice was stern, and this guy also sneered sullenly.

"Mr. Qian, I don't intend to offend you, but this thing was ordered by Chief Bing Shen and Shuai Shen. If you take it all the time, it will be hard to explain to Shuai Shen!"

"Look, let's take a step back, this matter."

"President Shen wants it?"

Is it true that if enemies don't get together, the family is at odds with that Shen Sanniang, and in the army here, his Shen family is actually involved!Looking at Mao Jue's gloomy appearance, he thought he had frightened the dude, so Zhang Mengfu tilted his head triumphantly.

"You still don't respectfully invite me, my lord, what do you mean by that?"

One hand was clamped by Mao Jue's iron tongs. Seeing the stunned expression of this guy, Mao Jue had a gloomy smile on his face and grinned sullenly.