Beiyang new warlord

"Hey, young master, you are so small!"

He was dressed in old cloth clothes with two patches, his face was still ugly, and he looked honest and honest. No matter what, he ran counter to the image of a son-in-law who could attract the top figures in Dongjiang. People were suspicious, but he knelt down for two offices, where did the old man dare to order him around, so he hurriedly bowed.

Seeing him bowing down, the guy bowed down helplessly.

"Shopkeeper, you are my master! I'm just a little boy, where can the shopkeeper ask for a buddy, and the master asks for an apprentice?"

"My uncle will be very upset if he finds out!"

I didn't say who I was unhappy with, but I was shocked when I heard it in Lao Cheng's ears. He hurriedly stood up and nodded like a dustpan.

"Yes! Yes! Young Master, what Xiao Tang said is true!"

Looking at his appearance, he probably couldn't change it. The guy called Xiao Tang scratched his head helplessly, and then clasped his fist again.

"How about that! The younger one is the only son of the shopkeeper's sister in her hometown. This old mother died early, and I have no one to rely on in my hometown, so I come to rely on you, uncle, what do you think?"

The uncle loves his nephew, but he can cover up the old man's appearance very well. The old man was taken aback, but there was no room for him to refuse, full of helplessness, he clasped his fist again: "Big, big nephew!"

"Hey, I met uncle!"

This ship is getting farther and farther away, and the days of Dongjiang are passing by bit by bit. This time is really exhausting. It seems that yesterday was the New Year of the ninth year of Chongzhen, and today it is the tenth year of Chongzhen.

There was still a lot of war in the pass. In April, Huang Taiji officially proclaimed himself emperor. After changing the country name, Jin became Qing Dynasty. Zhang Fengyi, Minister of the Ministry of War, committed suicide, coupled with the mutiny in Ningxia, and the army of refugees returned to Henan. It is estimated that the year of Emperor Chongzhen must be uncomfortable this year.

It’s just that for Dongjiang Kai, it’s been another year of peaceful life. This year can even be called the most peaceful year in Dongjiang. Mao Jue ordered no troops to be mobilized unprecedentedly. It’s just that this peace has not yet won the joy of the common people. Instead of sending himself into the army, he complained that these guys around him were so honest this year, and they didn't even have a chance to make the general mad.

This year, Dongjiang people’s life has undergone a big change. Even those foreign businessmen think that Dongjiang’s products are cheap, let alone the locals. The workshops in Dongjiang only issued one piece of clothing last year. This year, they directly issued ten pieces and changed the bedding. As for the villagers under Tuntian Zhuangzi, they also pulled several feet of new cloth, and the iron pot and iron guy who leaked a few times at home didn't make up anything. They sold the scrap iron directly and filled it all up. A new set, big for Chinese New Year, more meat appears on the dining table. In Sakhalin Island, the entire forest is enclosed, and the local wild deer are directly raised in captivity. In the winter, they are driven to the edge for slaughter. , Frozen hard, half slices and half slices of red meat are also cheap in the market.

In short, following Mao Jue, it seems that in this era, there is no happier place than Dongjiang.

For the upper echelons of Dongjiang, the political changes are also subtle.

First of all, everyone already knows that the old man has submitted a memorial and is going to retire and return to his hometown. Mao Jue was recommended to replace the governor of Dongjiang, which is very similar to the succession system of later generations. He is a general soldier, as long as his son is not too white, he will always be able to become a general soldier, just like Li Chengliang's idiot sons Li Rusong and Li Rumei, and Mao Jue is definitely not an idiot. It is said that the suppression of Mao Jue a few times ago was to prevent the emergence of two general soldiers in Dongjiang, which made it awkward. Now that I am retiring, it is Mao Jue's turn to be the general soldier in order to win rewards, right?

According to court practice, Mao Jue's admiral Dongjiang is almost a certainty!

This handover of power was also brought up at the Dongjiang annual meeting in the new year. Even though Mao Jue has called the wind and rain in Dongjiang these years, Mao Wenlong will preside over each annual festival. Some veterans, even Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, generals who have been with Mao Jue for a long time However, this year, Mao Wenlong was listening to the big show in the backyard without even showing his face, leaving everything to Mao Jue to take care of.

Moreover, some old military leaders, like Shen Shikui and Li Jiuzheng, also took action. Old Shen's three grandsons, Shen Rugang, Shen Rutie, and Shen Rushi, were all taken down from Jeju Island Town and became relatives in Mao Jue's army. Bing, as well as Li Jiuzheng's youngest son, Li Xiaoqian, one of the five Liu brothers' sons, and a bunch of sons and sons, almost turned Mao Jue's personal army into a second-generation army of officials.

However, this kind of proton behavior, just like the generals in the late Tang Dynasty who put their sons next to the Jiedushi, and the proton army in the Yuan Dynasty, are all expressions of loyalty. The old Dongjiang forces have fully recognized Mao Jue as the new Dongjiang master.

It is actually the easiest in name, but it is the most difficult to deter these military leaders. Mao Jue has mastered the most difficult step, and the new era of Dongjiang seems to be just around the corner.

"Congratulations to Marshal Wuwei Quartet!"

In front of Tieshan's official office, the densely packed iron-helmed generals swear to themselves loudly and neatly, holding Chen Jiao's hand in their right hand, and a heroic aura surged out from Mao Jue's chest, and he raised his hand violently. Raising his fist, he roared loudly.

"God bless me Dongjiang, clothed everywhere, prosperous for a hundred years!"

"Dongjiang!"

The bright red light of the torch also shone on Chen Jiao's face, making her smooth forehead, and on her dark hair, the purple gold hairpin and golden headband shine in a different way. Listening to the loud cheers, she was Unable to restrain himself, he lowered his head and rubbed his increasingly plump waist slightly.

This is also Mao Wenlong's last death order. Before he leaves office, he must have a grandson, and Mao Jue is so troubled in Dongjiang, the old man doesn't care. When the grandson is born, he must be carried to Hangzhou. In the second half of the ninth year of Chongzhen, The fighting in Guan was in full swing, and Mao Jue had to fight "in full swing" at home.

It's just that the careless Mao Jue doesn't seem to know this news yet.

The excited cheers lasted for a few minutes, and finally Mao Jue entered the table, which brought the whole New Year's celebration to a climax. Food is the most important thing here. The old generals who just shouted with red faces are Excitedly picked up the wine bowl, tearing the venison leg and pork knuckle, Kong Youde simply held the wine tank and poured it.

Looking at the noisy scene below, Mao Jue also had an excited look on his face.

My Dongjiang!

Dongjiang Town, thousands of miles away, is full of singing and dancing, and the capital is also decorated with lights and festoons. Thanks to Mao Jue, Dousheng Xiaomin, who has been struggling for a year, also made an extra piece of new clothes, but for the nobles of the capital, it is really I don't feel much, the civil servants who spend 100 taels to buy a new sable fur will not care whether the servants in their house have an extra new dress.

And just in this new year, buried under the surface of the good, deep darkness is still brewing.

Just came back from the palace, followed the emperor to spend a sad new year, arbitrarily ruled the court for several years, and was called the political evergreen tree of the Chongzhen Dynasty. He accepted the small note in his voice, nodded, and then the handsome and talented Bachelor of Wen University, who was like a positive character in a TV series, nodded dully.

"Let him wait in the flower hall!"

The official prestige of a bachelor must be fulfilled, and he went back to the house to change clothes, wash, and eat. After more than half an hour, Wen Tiren appeared in the flower hall. The son hurriedly bowed and bowed down.

"Students have seen Grand Maesters!"

If you want to talk about the shamelessness of this civil official, Zhang Hanru, the secretary of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, is a few years older than Wen Tiren, but he claims to be a student in front of him. I don’t know if this flattery is too much. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and then asked patiently and calmly.

"It's so late, what's the matter!"

"Don't you know yet? It's Zhang Fu, Zhang Cai's gang of sour literati, talking everywhere, saying that you are fatuous and incompetent, and that you are a vegetarian, which led to the burning of the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum. Those caring people in the court, they wanted to push Qian Qianyi to rise again, so they were recalled to the Minister of Rites, Huang Jin, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, who had experience in military preparations, transferred to the Ministry of Military Affairs to replace Zhang Fengyi's vacated position, and then brought these two departments to blackmail Duke Wen!"

"Students, some students participated in the secret meeting of these bastards. If there is news, please pass it to you, Duke Wen!"

After hearing the words, Wen Tiren couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

To be honest, although Wen Tiren is a traitorous official, he is really not a corrupt official. His biggest hobby is to be infatuated with power. In his early years, Qian Qianyi once competed with him for position, but he finally punished him with the Zhejiang imperial examination fraud case. Such a political opponent He wanted to do something again, Wen Tiren raised his eyebrows fiercely when he heard that.

Outside the window, the butler was bringing tea in, and on the dim window paper, Wen Tiren's arm swung down like a knife.

Chapter 351. The Disaster of Fish in the Pond

Wen Tiren is a treacherous official. He is a loyal minister, he is jealous of the virtuous and capable, and excludes others. During his reign, the Ming Dynasty was in turmoil. The stability of the political center of the Ming Dynasty was guaranteed, and the cabinet team had not changed significantly for several years. At any rate, the government orders of the Ming Dynasty were passed smoothly, and the center was stable. on track.

After him, Chongzhen changed the first and auxiliary cabinet ministers like running water, and the order was changed from day to day. No cabinet minister could last long. The politics was chaotic, and the policy had no continuity at all. Most of the bureaucrats are involved in party struggles, and they just wait and see instead of doing things. Just like the Songjin War, the key victory point of the Ming and Qing decisive battles, the majestic Ming Dynasty was even located in a corner of Liaodong, and the Qing Dynasty also suffered from famine. It was exhausted, and in just seven years, the Ming Dynasty fell to the ground.

In the ten years of Chongzhen, the end point of the stability of the Ming Dynasty's center has now come.

However, the reason for this is Wen Ting's own fault, and the flames of war also ignited in the remote Jiangnan.

Changshu.

From the name of the place, it can be seen how rich and fertile this place is. As a local rich family, the Qian family's manor spans across the fields and is a magnificent scene. Without a trace, the two vermilion lacquered gates were knocked down to the ground. Dozens of brocade-clothed guards wearing flying fish robes and embroidered spring knives were dragging a white-haired old man, and a middle-aged scribe was holding a lock at the other end. Shouting and pushing him into the prison car.

It really makes people sit at home, the pot comes from the sky! Qian Qianyi has been at home for several years, and somehow he was locked up by an official, and he screamed angrily while pulling the chain around his neck.

"What is the old man's fault?"

"Lord Qian, for so many years, you have been so powerful, formed a clique for private interests, and controlled the government remotely. After this incident, you should pay it back. You just admit it!"

Amidst the yin and yang, in front of Jin Yiwei, a small official with three beards waved triumphantly.

"take away!"