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"General, Mr. Yuan sent a letter. It's the end of May. He is ready to mobilize all the big names in the country of Japan at any time, asking when you will leave the country of Japan so that we can send troops to the Northern Expedition?"

"Uh"

Mao Jue was immediately stuck. The excitement brought by the steam engine made him completely forget about the Tokugawa shogunate. It is conceivable that every year around March, the Japanese army would send troops to Japan, and the main regiment would look for trouble. It's been a month, and it's conceivable how ugly Yuan Chonghuan's old face will be?

Mao Jue's old face also grinned.

This year is considered a lucky day for Japanese people.

The Tokugawa shogunate occupies the fertile Kanto Plain. Given time, it will recover sooner or later. If it is not destroyed, it will be a hidden danger sooner or later. Bring a box of purple gold jewelry back to Dongjiang and send it to your girls, before Su Yi and them After being happy for a while, Mao Jue had already packed his things and was ready to go out again.

However, before he could pack his luggage, at this juncture, Fan Wenju, his deputy, the old fellow of the East Edobe Minister, looked anxious and rushed to the door in a panic.

As expected of a former prime minister of the Bailian Heavenly Kingdom, the internal affairs and logistics of Dongjiang, the coordination of the towns in Fan Wenju's hands, is much smoother than that of the Pang Hai era, the deployment of materials is quick, and the government orders are passed smoothly. One part of the dish is the huge mine group from Iron Mountain to Lutun Island in the north, which is very similar to a certain country on the peninsula in later generations. Relying on these mines, the Dongjiang River supports most of the economy, allowing the Dongjiang Army to have tons of cannons, like sorghum poles. Dense gun barrels, gunpowder reserves like prodigal sons, bayonets, field kettles, tea mugs, iron guards on boots, and armor are piled up in warehouses in various military towns.

Just a few days after Mao Jue came back, the news of the Sakhalin steam engine came back to Dongjiang. Fan Wenju was extremely excited to hear it. You must know that the agricultural population occupies a large part of the labor force, and Mao Jue's corps is a large population. , Mao Jue set various indicators for him quite high, how many cannons will be in stock this year, and how much gunpowder will be needed next year.

In this Dongjiang, the women who used to go out of the door of the Ming Dynasty were mobilized and stuffed into the quilt and textile fields. Mao Jue was worse than the capitalist colonists. He took the lead in using slaves on a large scale. Others used black slaves. He used the Japanese slaves who captured the Tokugawa samurai, and hired a large number of Lee's Koreans, which attracted Li Shanhai and Jin Zidian to protest to him N times, but there were still not enough manpower.

Hearing that machines can replace manpower, this Fan Wenju didn't have the slightest sour smell of literati and antiques, so he sent an official document directly. As a result, Cao Dashang's reply almost made his nose crooked.

1 taels, no bargaining!

This is in Dongjiang's territory, digging Dongjiang's mines, and Dongjiang dared to raise money when he needed it. He was so angry that he came to Mao Jue.

"It's simply unreasonable, such a person who betrays his promise and is blinded by interests! These black merchants should close their shops and drive them out of Dongjiang!"

For the first time, Mao Jue saw this honest man getting so angry, turning his hands behind his back like burning his butt in the yamen of Baima Mountain City, blowing his beard and staring, watching Mao Jue sitting behind the desk Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, pinching the mustache that had grown so hard on his chin, reminding him weakly.

"Old Fan, this is Dongjiang's property, and I own half of the shares!"

"Since it's my Dongjiang's property, shouldn't it be natural for me to serve Dongjiang? These profiteers, dare to ask for such ruthless money?"

These days, the discrimination against merchants by the intellectual class really goes to the bone. Isn't it justified to pay for things?But this guy started as a low-level scholar, and he took it for granted. No wonder Daming had the buds of capitalism, but he couldn't grow into a big tree of capitalism.

"Old Fan, the gold mine and steam engine factory are entrusted to you. How much manpower and money do you need to open, and where will you recruit people to manage them?"

Fan Wenju stammered, not saying anything about money, isn't the biggest trouble in Dongjiang now is that there is no one?But the literati are all good-faced, and the old guy still let out a cold snort with lingering anger.

"And Dongjiang's tax revenue is one out of ten. If you give him 1 taels of silver, he will have to give you back 1000 taels later. Then we will occupy 4000% of the shares. After removing the cost, we will get another 4000 taels when we distribute dividends. And now The scale is still small, and in the future, if you sell it in Shandong and Jiangnan, it will cost three to four thousand taels of silver for one piece, and three or four hundred thousand for one hundred pieces, so if you round it up, it will be several hundred million, isn’t it good?”

Mao Jue's eyes were as bright as 24K gold, with that golden light, Fan Wenju looked helpless, and the old guy's literati's sourness came out again, and he clasped his fists earnestly to persuade him.

"General, people's hearts are walled, not walls! Saints don't rule the world with swords, soldiers, and money. If they want to do something, they have to promote martial arts, persuade farmers and businessmen, money is scattered, and people's hearts are gathered. Skills are all in the minutiae, general, you should focus more on government affairs."

"fart!"

With a mouthful, he choked the old master there.Unwilling to listen to this, Mao Jue pulled his thumb outward and yelled angrily: "Old Fan, go out and stop our army's military pay for a month, and I will give you a stack of Four Books and Five Classics. Go talk to them!"

"Strange skills! Technology promotes everything! If it weren't for the ancestors of Chao Lei who built houses and reeled silk, the big guy would still live in caves and pass on animal skins! Fantastic skills, Lao Fan, don't use them!"

What is Daming's predicament now, isn't there no food and no money?A group of flamboyant literati are trying their best to put money into their pockets while they are practicing martial arts.Coming here with great momentum, Mao Jue choked on these two sentences, this old master Fan was choked like a drowned lion, without any momentum, he was stunned for a long time, but the old guy still nodded his head stutteringly.

"Let's try ten sets first."

In this way, the first large order of the equipment production department of Bitterleaf Gold Company was placed.

In order to prevent Fan Wenju from getting into trouble with Cao Jixiang, Mao Jue had to delay his departure for Japan for more than ten days. Fortunately, the expedition order had not been issued, otherwise the soldiers would have to be blown up. This June [-]th , the first batch of steam engines originally intended for the gold mine were distributed across the ocean to Tieshan Armory under Fan Wenju's command. Mao Jue was finally relieved to see the old guy accepting them with a gloomy face.

Yuan Chonghuan's official document was sent to Tieshan for the second time. Last year, the Tokugawa family was once again defeated under the Great Wall of Japan. Xiguo was full of fighting spirit. He had gathered the warriors of Toyotomi's family in a small scale near Lake Biwa, and he was waiting. When Mao Jue arrived, he went straight to Edo Castle, the hometown of Tokugawa's family, and Yuan Chonghuan was a little hasty in his tone.

In order to support him, Mao Jue hastened to put the dispatch of troops on the agenda.

On Xiaochang Mountain, five phalanxes stand energetically on the playground. On the left, more than 50 cavalrymen are leading high-headed war horses, holding cavalry swords on their left chests, full of heroic spirit. Behind the field guns, a private soldier with black helmets and bayonets holding a flintlock pistol straightened his chest, and his tendons and flesh protruded bulgingly.

This year is still the year of Dongjiang's military expansion. Bitter Leaf Town organized six regiments, and Tieshan natively organized five regiments. Mao Jue's regular army almost doubled. Adding the Dongjiang Cavalry Team of 3000 people, it is the highest level. an unprecedented 5000 people

All right!It's not unprecedented. At the peak of Mao Wenlong's military power, he had more than 5000 soldiers and [-] horses, which was less than a quarter of his Lao Tzu's. But in terms of quality, with [-] men, Mao Jue was confident that he could beat the two previous ones. The old Dongjiang Legion.

This year, I don't plan to use the old troops. I plan to use these five regiments plus the three regiments drawn from Kuye Town as the main force of the war against Japan. However, before the expedition, Mao Jue was still indifferent to the troops that Mao Wenlong helped him train. It’s hard work, running in and out, but today it seems that Mao Wenlong’s reputation is well-deserved. The young men selected from the more than 4000 refugees have completely shed the looseness and sloppiness of the refugees, and they are full of energy. In addition, he has reached a qualified Dongjiang fighter.

I remember when I watched the military parade in my previous life, the majestic Chinese army always made Mao Jue excited and proud of it. Now, he also has a majestic army in his hand, with his hands behind his back, like Mike Patton. After two or three laps, Mao Jue waved and shouted violently.

"Hello soldiers!"

"The general wins!"

The neat roar seemed to be not just 40, but [-], [-]. The rich Dongjiang food and sufficient nutrition made Mao Jue's troops stronger than other troops in this era, and they were full of energy!

Nodding his head with more satisfaction, Mao Jue spoke loudly again.

"Don't call me Wansheng, Wansheng should be you! I will not chat with you about those polite words, and I will not talk about being loyal to the emperor and serving the country. I will let you remember that from the day you joined the Dongjiang Army, you Not just fighting for the general, but fighting for yourselves and your families!"

"For yourselves, kill the enemy and repay your merits in exchange for rewards! Live a better life after retiring. For your family, defend this side of water and soil, so that your parents, wives and children can live a safe and prosperous life! Remember your Mission! Tell me loudly, have you lived a life of ups and downs? Do you want to have land and food, and enjoy a peaceful life!"

This time the voice of the answer was louder than just now, and the Tieshan city wall not far away from the thoughtful words even made a slight buzzing sound. As well as the "brainwashing" of officers at all levels, they refreshed their three views again, followed up with pyramid schemes, and each soldier is now full of yearning for a new life tomorrow, and it is time for high morale.

Nodding his head in more satisfaction, putting down his saber, Mao Jue wanted to announce the news of the expedition, but who knows, a message suddenly came from the gate of the Kung Fu school, blocking Mao Jue's bold words and ambitions, almost He didn't choke to death.

Angrily, he took his guards to the gate of the camp, and Mao Jue became depressed again. If someone else, no matter who, harassing the barracks is a capital crime, he would just push it out and chop it up, but this one couldn't.

Fan Wenju!

"I said Lao Fan! Don't you know the military regulations of the famous battalion? What are you doing here?"

Beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead. Hearing Mao Jue's complaints, Fan Wenju, who had been clamoring for too much delay a few days ago, was full of excitement, and hurriedly bowed deeply with his fists in his hands.

"Even if the general's military stick beats the subordinates to pieces, I will come this time!"

"That steam engine, fifty more!"

The corners of Mao Jue's mouth began to twitch.

3Chapter 16. The chicken lays the egg, the egg lays the chicken

The mountain wind from Mount Fuji blows the shimmering waves of Lake Biwa, and it also jingles the copper bells on the Great Wall. The towering Japanese gun shakes like wheat on the top of the wall, and the muscles on Yuan Chonghuan's face twitch slightly following the tip of the gun.

"How does Da Bong Xing say?"

In the Battle of Sekigahara, how many territorial rewards were given to the victorious Eastern Army! How many people suddenly became famous from penniless. In the past two years, the generals of the Tokugawa family have fallen from being respected by everyone in the world to being able to be respected by everyone. The slaughtered fish and meat, the territory of nearly 500 million shi in the Kanto Plain, and the territory of the surname Dai, the name of the Eastern Kingdom, are all like a piece of bait, beckoning to these warriors in the mountains of the Western Kingdom.

Not to mention Maeda, the Uesugi family is still embedded under the eyes of the Tokugawa shogunate, and they are always on the alert. Almost all the daimyos under the command of the Toyotomi family eagerly hope that the Tokugawa shogunate, which has ruled Japan for less than a few decades, will perish. A group of daimyos wearing all kinds of crazy helmets eagerly surrounded the city, looking at Yuan Chonghuan.

However, Kuroda Toshi made a long sentence, but Yuan Chonghuan shook his head helplessly.

"This year, we cannot do without Dongjiang's busy government affairs."