Beiyang new warlord

Mao Jue is really more interested, isn't this part of the bank's functions? It's just the internal bank of Liaoshang, his eyes are shining, and Mao Jue wants to get involved when he opens his mouth. Who knows, at this time, his head His helmet suddenly clicked.

The sky is upside down! Fighting the general of Dongjiang on the Dongjiang territory?Have you eaten bear heart and leopard gall?Amidst the dumbfounding of several Fujian merchants, Mao Jue turned around furiously, but he almost didn't cry immediately.

"Dad!"

It's unbelievable, wearing a bowler hat, wearing a dark and shiny leather jacket made by Mao Jueren, and wearing a set of fluffy fur, it's not Mao Wenlong or whoever, and got off the boat with a few Fujian merchants. The stubborn old man was still angrily waving his walking stick and yelling and cursing.

"You little bastard! Unfilial son, your wings are hard? You won't go home during the Chinese New Year? Do I have to come and find you for the Chinese New Year?"

Behind the stubborn old man, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Shen, Uncle Wen followed there solemnly holding back a smile, and Mao Jue's own large army, smiling like a goblin, Yu Le'er, with red eye circles Su Yi, all the troops are here.

In particular, there was the eldest lady of his family who made Mao Jue feel embarrassed and owed, Chen Jiao, who was dressed in a Baifu skirt and Xiayi, wrapped in a cloak so cold that she hugged her arms and cowered!

Mao Jue suddenly had a headache. A snake without a head can't do it. He was mining in Sakhalin Island with peace of mind because there was an old man watching from Tieshan. Now he is still the governor of Dongjiang Zuo, and no one dared to disobey him.

Now it’s all right, Dongjiang threw it away as soon as he said it, and ran here to find him for the Chinese New Year! After beating him, the old guy smiled like an old child again and shook his head at the enlightened Fujian captain. crutch.

"This is the old man's worthless son!"

"Don't stand still, you want to freeze me to death! Get ready for the car!"

I really didn't expect that it was such a big crocodile that came to Hongshuang with his own boat. Captain Cao Dashang and Guo's eyes almost popped out. Seeing the walking stick dangling, Mao Jue could only smile wryly and cup his fists. .

"Everyone, let's talk another day!"

"No hurry, no hurry! Lord Mao, go slowly!"

With a yell, several carriages came over. This time Mao Wenlong seemed to have really become an old boy. He smiled and snatched the first one, and dragged his daughter-in-law Su Yi over, and the second one was given to him again. Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Shen, I don't know if it was a coincidence or on purpose, the last car left him, Mao Jue and Chen Jiao.

Breathing out white smoke, he stretched out his hand and opened the door of the four-wheeled carriage. For the first time, Mao Jue made a very elegant gesture of invitation. This gesture really surprised Chen Jiao, and she held up the hem of her skirt stiffly. After pouring out a blessing, he boarded the carriage.

But these days, there is no such thing as warm air. Mao Jue still doesn't often ride in a carriage, and the bus belonging to Hongshuang Yamen is not equipped with a carbon stove. The temperature of minus [-] degrees is still cold enough.

After all, she is a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. Even if she has been married to Dongjiang for two years, she usually works in the mansion. She never walks out of the door. This is the first time Chen Jiao has encountered such a sharp knife wind. Sitting in the car, she From time to time, she hugged her little hands together, put them in front of her mouth, and breathed slowly, still sat there awkwardly, looked at them for a few times, but couldn't bear to see them, her heart was hardened, Mao Jue stretched out her hand amidst her exclamation. He grabbed her little hand, put it in his sleeve, and covered her body under the cloak he was wearing.

You can almost describe Chen Jiao as flattered, as if she was put into the stove all of a sudden, her slender melon-seeded face was as red as a tomato imported from Dongjiang, her small head was buried deep down, almost buried in her chest .

Unfortunately, there was still nothing to say between the two.

"that"

After a long time, Mao Jue finally let out a dry cough.

"I, I don't go home, not to hide from you, hate you or something, I, I haven't found the Zijin Mine yet, I want to find Zijin, and bring it back to you"

"Um!"

The voice was quiet, if it wasn't for Mao Jue's good ears, he almost didn't hear it, and the little brain on his shoulder seemed to be leaning against him, but Chen Jiao's next words made the corners of Mao Jue's mouth twitch uncontrollably stand up.

"Master, you are busy. I know that this time, this time, the old man insisted on coming. The old man, he wants to sue his old man and return home!"

"Daddy"

No wonder Mao Wenlong left Dong Jiang behind and wanted to come to see him for the New Year, Mao Jue's old face suddenly turned sad.

3 Chapter Forty

This year's Spring Festival celebration in Red Shuangcheng is particularly grand. This is Dongjiang's first attempt to colonize, and it has achieved success. Eating the food grown on their own land, the refugees in the customs who have worked for more than a year feel a sense of accomplishment in their hearts. upswing.

The sound of ping-pong-pong gongs and drums resounded in the sky, but the difference from last year was that the statue being carried became the one carved in the Bali Mountain with three bodies and three faces, the originator of Buddhism and a Western saint. The clan celebrations in the south of later generations are even more lively than that, with trumpets, drums and flags in the front, dragon and lion dances in the back, children bouncing around with candied haws in the back, and the cat Dongmao who has been at home for more than a month. All the city people seemed to pop up all at once, and the streets and alleys were full of people.

This year is also so extraordinary for Dongjiang.

The full house of guests was talking about Mao Jue. The running water mat was placed from the small three-story yamen building to the courtyard, and a thatched shed was built in the courtyard. The entire Dongjiang, military officials above rank six and all civil officials came, it was really unfair The lower beam is crooked, Mao Wenlong escapes from work, a group of guys have learned thoroughly, and they all come to this barbaric place on Lutun Island with gifts, rushing to celebrate the New Year.

Even Shen Shikui and Li Jiucheng, who were far away on Jeju Island, had arrived. If Houjin launched a large-scale attack at this time, it is estimated that more than half of Dongjiang would fall in a few days.

Fortunately, at this time, Huang Taiji was far away in Hohhot and not in Hulunbeier, even if he was flying, he would not be able to come back.

And today, Chen Jiao has also become the protagonist. In the inner hall, she is dressed in bright red like a bride, sitting upright on Mao Jue's right hand, carrying gifts. worship together.

Moreover, many of the gifts sent this time are mostly women's products.

In addition, Fan Wenju, who is actually the butler of Dongjiang, is also an important person. Although he has no seat, he is still standing beside Mao Jue's family, busy with him.

Under the influence of Confucian culture, Huaxia Dongfang’s politics are so reserved. Every move, even the movement of handing a cup of tea or a cup of water, can symbolize a certain political meaning. The reason why so many people put down their work to pay New Year’s greetings is obvious. political signal, allegiance!

The old handsome Mao Wenlong intends to retire, and judging by his intentions, after retiring and returning to his hometown, it seems that he does not intend to stay in Dongjiang, he is going back to his hometown in Hangzhou, and completely hand over Dongjiang to his son Mao Jue, but everyone knows that Mao Jue is a busy man There are more people when you are not in Dongjiang than when you are in Dongjiang. It is still the same sentence, a snake without a head can't do it! When Mao Jue is not in Dongjiang, who will lead Dongjiang?

This requires Chen Jiao!

When the husband is away, the wife is the head of the family. It also has a long history in China. Just like in the early years of Wanli, Empress Dowager Li ruled the harem, supported Zhang Juzheng’s New Deal, and created a prosperous Wanli. His wife Gao Guiying's followers even surpassed Li Zicheng's adopted son and heir Li Shuangxi.

Similar to Queen Mother Li Zhang Juzheng's model, when Mao Jue was not in Dongjiang, Fan Wenju was in charge of Dongjiang, and the target of the generals' allegiance was the eldest wife Chen Jiao.

As for why it is Chen Jiao, there is no way. Su Yi's background is too low to be convincing, and her character is too weak, Yu Le'er's character is too rebellious, and she is not the master of the house, but Adelaine is fine. Regardless of skill, ability, and even majesty, Dongjiang is very high. However, her biggest weakness is that she is born in the West. She can be used as a think tank, but she can't convince the people when she is in charge. Besides, Mao Jue also needs her to be by her side for advice.

Only Chen Jiao, who was born after a great family in Hangzhou, and there are high-ranking officials in the family, has a stable and resolute personality, can hold the stage at critical moments, and will not panic when encountering things, and can take on the great responsibility of Dongjiang.

To put it bluntly, even when necessary, Chen Jiao would be responsible for getting rid of Fan Wenju, just like Empress Lu did for Han Xin when she got rid of any generals who had a different heart.

The Dongjiang generals were not fools either. As early as when Mao Jue returned from the Wa Kingdom, Mao Wenlong had already let out a bit of a tone. This model was established, and they naturally came to serve in a hurry, expressing their willingness to respect this model and be loyal to the general! When we are not here, we will be loyal to Madam!

But these guys were spoiled by Mao Jue, there were quite a few glib people, no, just as soon as Wen Meng got off, Kong Youde came up with a pair of bright red pearl mandarin ducks on the pillow, and thumped on them. He kowtowed to the ground.

"Master Yifu, Lord General, Madam, I wish you a happy new year! A pair of pearl mandarin duck pillows, congratulations to Lord General on his great fortune and prosperity. The young general will be born for our Dongjiang as soon as possible!"

Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching. As expected, Chen Jiao, who was pretty and blushing, lowered her head again. It's not important to her here. It's like the kid next door got [-] points in the test and you failed the test.

It's really a report of the present world. A while ago, Mao Jue used the excuse of heir to fight the tormented Hidetomi Toyotomi. On the other hand, he began to be panicked by many generals and the old man under his command again. A group of beasts , the one holding the lotus leaf and the acacia vase, and the one who gave the emerald jade tiger head to the ring, none of them said that they were married for a hundred years and gave birth to a precious son. The previous two times caused Mao Jue to be rubbed several times by the old man's crutches. The next thing is A series of contemptuous eyes.

According to Mao Jue's physical age, he is only a sophomore and a junior, and there are many cubs in later generations who only give birth in their 28, [-] and [-]s, so he is not in a hurry at all.But this era is different, a healthy male heir is the foundation of a prosperous family business, not to mention that Mao Jue is now a single heir, almost all the northern Maos died in Liaoyang, and Mao Jue, the clan's relative of the southern Mao, looked down on him To put it bluntly, if he gets a kick, the huge Dongjiang will fall apart, because there is no one who has enough prestige to frighten many arrogant soldiers, not even Mao Wenlong.

Because he has no son, there is no future for the generals to continue to be loyal and depend on.

Moreover, Mao Wenlong was also worried about another point. He was in his thirties, and only had Mao Jue, the only seedling. Now he has slept with four girls for several years, and now he has no intention of giving birth. Are you sick?

To match Mao Jue and Chen Jiao in this way, on the one hand, Mao Wenlong wanted to retire and withdraw his influence, so that Mao Jue could completely control the Dongjiang River, become a blockbuster and become a marquis and worship minister, which contributed to the situation of the hero and the woman. On the one hand, there are also reasons for this. Even if the four can't give birth, the fifth head office, right?Before Mao Wenlong returns to seclusion, Mao Jue has to give him a baby!

But if Mao Wenlong knew the truth, he probably wanted to kill Mao Jue. She was too young when she was sneaking around with Su Yi, and she was fighting when she was sneaking around with Adelaina. If she had a child, how would she fight? The female guards had to bring guards and soldiers, and of course she had to have no children in order to work, so wherever Mao Jue went, she always carried a piece of sheep's small intestine, which was called the ancient Durex thing.

As for the girl Yu Leer, she is purely self-defeating. When Mao Jue was fighting, she was running around and playing like crazy. Even if she was detained for doing something shameful, it would be like I gave you 2 minutes to have a chance. No wonder.

This Mao Wenlong's eyes are red and he hopes to hug his grandson, while the other side looks at Shen Rong and the group who simply came up with a warm silk cradle, and Mao Jue's mouth is really like having a stroke. Finally, this guy For the first time, I seriously thought about it, should I have a child?

Today is finally his lucky moment. Before Shen Rong came up with the cradle in his arms, the bronze bell of the yamen rang suddenly, and it rang twelve times in a row. Immediately afterwards, the guard outside the door Mao Qian and Ying Ji returned together, and Meng with snowflakes on his armor greeted him at the hall.

"General! The time has come, and the villagers have gathered at the gate of the yamen, waiting for the command of the general to pray for the New Year."