Beiyang new warlord

"You mouth! Why did you tell Madam what happened today!"

"Young master, I have been wronged by this maidservant! I have been serving you since I came back, and I didn't leave half a step at all!"

After being wronged by Uncle Wen and reprimanded by Mao Jue, Su Yi's little face was so wronged that she was about to shed tears, and stomped her little feet helplessly.

Mao Jue couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. That's right, there is no phone call and no WeChat these days. How did Mrs. Zhang know where he was going?He even knew that he was short of money, so he sent Wenbo to deliver it.And Mrs. Zhang knew it all, and it was even more impossible for that annoying and mean girl to not know that day. God knows what bad things she whispered about herself in Mao Wenlong's ear again.

It seems that this Mao Mansion is not that simple!Reaching out to weigh the silver into his hand, Mao Jue secretly became vigilant.

That night, Mao Jue was still not in the mood to study.

Early the next morning.

"Master, wake up! Get up, er, master, are you up?"

As usual, the Suyi alarm clock usually stands at the head of Mao Jue's bed and yells, but today, the conversation stopped abruptly after halfway through, looking at the empty bedside, and then looking at the panda-like eyes in front of the desk. Mao Jue, this girl is covering her little mouth frantically.

"Master, you actually got up by yourself!"

"Didn't sleep well at all!"

He yawned loudly, put down the stack of things he was painting, stretched out his hand and pressed the 20 taels of silver on it again, Mao Jue was stunned for seven or eight seconds, and finally slapped the table hard.

"Give it a go, a bicycle turns into a motorcycle! Take a gamble!!!"

"Hurry up and bet! Buy big and get big, buy small and get small! Buy it and leave!"

A dice shop is full of all kinds of gamblers. Gambling is really harmful. On the gaming table, there are live chickens, weights, weights, and so on. The daughters all pushed it up, it was only early March, and the sweaty heat from these guys made the small gambling house as hot as a sauna, and the sweaty faces stared nervously at a small bamboo tube.

Especially a man with a horse face and a three-striped beard, a suit of mandarin duck battle jacket of the Ming army seemed to be drenched with sweat, a pair of unlucky single-striped eyebrows were raised high, and he couldn't stop yelling.

"Big! Big! Big! Six o'clock, Leopard!"

At the gate, the smell of sweat made Su Yi sick. Looking at the room full of smelly men, the girl looked back at Mao Jue with a pale and hesitant face, and asked sadly.

"Shao, shao, young master, really, really, really go!"

"Nonsense, can you not go here?"

Rolling his eyes, Mao Jue stretched out his hand, and gestured towards Su Yi, and the girl looked at her with fixed eyes again.

"Young master, what are you doing?"

"You go in first, I know you!"

Evil feudal society ah!

Countless oppressed female compatriots representing this era despised the world, swallowed hard, pinched their noses, and Su Yi walked to the front.

At this time, the table was already opened, and the gambler who had crushed his daughter excitedly hugged and kissed the little girl who was already crying, and the lunatic laughed like that: "Hahaha, I just said, I'm about to turn around, Nizi, you are really your father and my lucky star! Take the money and take the money!"

However, the greasy face of the horse-faced man was as dead ashes at this time, his eyes stared straight at the three dots, and after a long time, he suddenly turned into a leopard and roared.

"Damn it, you're going to be a thousand, and you're going to be a kid when you're at your best!"

"Hey, Wen Baihu, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense! I, Ma Liuzi, have been open for a day or two at the dice shop. When everyone is a little bit memorized, if you want to show evidence, I, Ma Liuzi, will be three The knife has six eyes."

The banker who said this stopped immediately, the pockmarked guy slapped the table fiercely and growled, and the guy next to him who won the money was also booing with his daughter in his arms.

"That's right, Wen, do you have any money? If you don't have any money, get out of here. I'm lucky. Don't delay my recovery here!"

"Who the hell said I have no money!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the horse-faced man untied his waist knife and was about to slap it on the table, but at this fatal moment, a small hand grabbed his neck and dragged him from the gambling table down.

"Who the hell, Su Yi, I'm about to flip the book, what are you doing here?"

"The young master is looking for you!"

Pinching his nose, Su Yi's white and tender little hand clenched into a fist and pointed backward.

Chapter 5. Gold in the sand

When God opens a door for man, he also opens a window for him!But Mao Jue thought, why is the door on the first floor and the window on the sixth floor?

The servants in Mao's mansion certainly couldn't believe it. These days, a woman who has milk is a mother. The Shen family is in charge of the financial power, and the hearts of the people must be towards her. Martha, huh huh huh, there is still some manpower.

But it's all crooked melons and cracked dates.

Take Wenmeng from this hundred households as an example. My mother’s younger brother is also my uncle, and Mao Wenlong’s brother-in-law is a bad gambler. Let's go, watching the other rotten gambler lose three times in a row, losing his own daughter to the gambling house, and then leave with satisfaction.

Then Wen Shao, with a dignified and square face, his cousin, why did he go to pimp, anyway, the Wen family has never been an official, but he is also a decent person, and he has lost all his face. Jie Suyi couldn't die, and turned him out of the pile of makeup by himself.

There are also a few distant cousins, cousins, who are not good, some butchers, poor and down-to-earth soldiers, weaving and selling shoes, blowing trumpets for funerals, and even a thief!I couldn't find him, and the 20 taels of silver in my wallet almost didn't go into his pocket.

"Fourth, tell me you're worthless, it's not good to steal from anyone, you dare to steal from our young master! Damn, if the young master didn't stop me, I will beat you to death today!"

I don't know if this uncle really cares about him, or if he has no place to vent his money after losing the bet, he grabs his distant cousin He Siyong, who is a thief, and scolds him head and face, while his cousin Wen Yuange, who is playing the trumpet next to him, is holding the fight. The eldest cousin who looked like Shi Qian had a mournful face, and raised his mouse beard sadly to distinguish.

"Didn't I also see the face? I just saw a baby, and I lost my head after not opening for several months!"

"Okay, shut up for me!"

He was dizzy from the noise, his head was a little bigger, he couldn't help it, and when he knocked on the table, Mao Jue let out a roar, and when it was time to make a move, he made a move, rushing into Kyushu!These days, it is not seniority that determines authority, but status. Mao Jue got angry, and a bunch of little uncles and big cousins ​​all lost their temper.

"My natal Wen's family is also a big family, a decent family, look at you, what kind of virtues do you have? How decent are you? What face do you have to meet your ancestors in the future?"

"It's not that Liaoyang was taken over by Jiannu, the ancestral graves are gone, and they are all lonely ghosts when they die, what kind of ancestors are there!"

Mentioning this, the eight of them immediately acted like a discouraged chicken. Wen Meng slapped the table depressed, and Mao Jue was speechless when he heard the sad words. , He knows the feeling of being unable to go home.

After a moment of silence, his tone slowed down, before Mao Jue continued to teach in a tone of hatred for iron.

"This is not a reason! You are all descendants of the Wen family. No matter what the situation is, you have to think about the lintels of the family. Like you, you are all fools. After a hundred years, you will become lonely ghosts. The Wen family has no priests. You Who am I sorry for?"

"I really want to! But with this appearance, how can it shine on the lintel!"

Staying on an isolated island, now that Houjin has developed to its present scale, Yuan Chonghuan is confident that he can pacify Liao in five years, but they Liao people really have no confidence. Kaiyuan Tieling, Shenyang Liaoyang, and Sarhu's 40 imperial army are fighting the whole army Annihilated, the main force of the imperial court was beaten in the Songshan and Jinzhou areas and did not dare to show their faces, so why should they fight back?

"The ancestors of our Wen family were not natives of Liaodong. They also came from Guannei, Jiangxi, and Yunnan to serve as soldiers. Back then, the ancestors of the Wen family were able to create such a family business. Why couldn't you?"

Seeing what Mao Jue said, a group of poor relatives couldn't help raising their heads again. The thief He Siyong first raised his head in astonishment and asked.

"Master, did you ask us to come here today, did you give me your orders?"

"Cough cough~"