Beiyang new warlord

When Yu Dacheng's angry letter reached Heilongjiang, it was already the end of February and the beginning of March. March in the lunar calendar is almost April in the Gregorian calendar. The cold snow water flowed into the Heilongjiang River, making the river rush quickly.

However, Mao Jue's budget was really good. The river passed through the ruins of the ancient city, and the rushing water made a direct detour. Only now did he realize that this place is really famous, and the old city of Ningguta is not far away from here. Far away, according to the land boundary, this is Mudanjiang City in later generations. The Sanjiang Plain that Mao Jue dreamed of actually has to go north from here, but the black soil here is already so fertile that it makes mouth water.

When the Great Northern Wilderness was being developed, there was a proverb that rooted chopsticks can germinate, and the land can produce oil when pinched! Originally, Mao Jue moved many guards from Baima Mountain City. These people were more or less reluctant, but just now When I got to the place, the resentment dissipated immediately, this land is too fat!

Moreover, Mao Jue's land policy is a ten-fold system! There are ten acres of land in Baimachuan, and one hundred acres can be obtained directly here, and thirty acres is three hundred acres, which is a huge profit.

This is really a magical land. The development of the Great Northern Wilderness by later generations was developed with a kind of enthusiasm like fire. Now this enthusiasm has traveled through more than 300 years and arrived at the end of the Ming Dynasty. Immigrants, all of a sudden, desperately plunged into the fields, next to the river bank, and one by one, the furrows began to appear on the river bank.

It's only a few days.

In later generations, Heilongjiang produced one-fifth of the country's grain, and Wuchang rice became synonymous with high-quality rice. Today, this granary is beginning to take shape.

But Mao Jue was still worried.

Later generations developed the Great Northern Wilderness, mobilizing 500 million people, and 54 educated youths in cities and towns put down their books and devoted themselves to construction. It has been developed for 60 years. How many people does Mao Jue have now?There are only 5 people! And there is still a lack of strong labor force. It is not enough to develop the Mudanjiang River, let alone turn the entire Sanjiang Plain and the Heilongjiang River Basin into farms.

People! Where do you get people!

On the edge of the river, the Liao horses extorted from Huang Taiji directly put on their harnesses and pulled the plows. The soldiers from the [-]st to [-]th regiments of Tieshan waved their whips and raced against time to draw new marks on the ground. Jue looked at Yu Dacheng's letter with a sad face.

"General, you are looking for me!"

While reading, a voice of hurrying interest had already passed, and a horse's face suddenly came into Mao Jue's eyes, which shocked Mao Jue a lot.

Farming is obviously not what Wenmeng is interested in. Recently, the physical training of the army has been changed to opening up wasteland. Even the officers have to go to the fields. The pockmarks on his face seemed to be glowing golden.

But then Mao Jue's angry words almost made him spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Well, I'm looking for you! Let me inform you that your Tieshan first regiment leader, Tieshan ginseng will start resigning from his post today, and will be transferred to Denglai Road to prepare for the garrison of Wo Zhenhai, and he will go to his post tomorrow!"

"General, my little ancestor! What did we, Old Man, do wrong!"

With a mournful face, Wen Meng almost knelt down, full of grief, with long arms in depression, begging pitifully for mercy.

"The training of the first regiment didn't fail at all, and the plowing task was also overfulfilled. It couldn't be that time! That guy Kong Youde sneaked out to hunt and drink. He drank most of the can of Shanxi old Fen wine , Our old Wen only drank half a bowl, so we should punish him first if we want to go into exile! Our old Wen was wronged!"

"Huh? You went out to drink and hunt behind my back! Good job, Wen Meng!"

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected harvest, Mao Jue jumped up and down in frustration, jumping up and down and shouting.

"Your monthly salary will be fined by half this month! Make you disobedient to military orders!"

This is also the characteristic of Dongjiang. The generals in Liaozhen are eager to transfer to the interior, especially the second-tier Taiping area like Denglai Road. But in the eyes of Dongjiang people, being transferred out of Dongjiang is no different from exile! The cohesion of this land It can be seen! Fine salary is better than being exiled. Wen Meng immediately bared his teeth with a hippie smile.

"Let's not talk about half a month, half a year is fine, so the general, the little ancestor, don't you need to go to the Laoshizi Zhenhai Institute?"

"Yes, no need to go!"

Still gnashing his teeth like that, going hunting is not called me! Mao Jue hummed angrily.

"Then go back and plow the fields! I'll transfer Shen Rong's Bitter Leaf No. [-] and No. [-] regiments!"

"My father-in-law, governor Yu, was infested by thieves and bandits, and the local guards were useless. They asked Dongjiang for help. You are my uncle, and I wanted to transfer your department to make a quick buck. Okay, you don't want to, and some people are willing! "

Wen Meng was suddenly dumbfounded. Seeing Mao Jue throw Xin Tuan Ba ​​Tuan Ba ​​into the river, and then walked forward carelessly, he asked in a very sad and hasty manner.

"The transfer order is just a cover, why not transfer it back?"

"Hey, my little ancestor, what kind of responsibility can Shen Rong take on? Let me tell you, this guy is a pervert! A few days ago, the underwear of the Vladivostok Women's Guards Corps was stolen, and this guy did it! My army is responsible for the inspection , This guy took a few packs of cigarettes to stop me! Most of his subordinates are barbarians, what a big deal he can do!"

"Okay! You're still taking bribes! Damn it, I really think about letting you clean the toilets in Bitter Leaf Town!"

"Little ancestor, I'm your uncle! When you were a child, we pulled your pants, and we laundered them for you."

"To shut up!"

His cheeks twitched, and several veins popped out of Mao Jue's forehead.

In the end, under the bribes of Rizhao Green Tea, Dong'e Ejiao, and Dezhou Braised Chicken, Wen Meng passed five hurdles and killed six generals, and won this opportunity to go out. With red-eyed jealousy, this guy sat on Mao Jue's flagship Black Pearl, stood on the deck with a big grin and waved his hands.

"You don't need to send it away, we Lao Wen will come back when we go, and we will bring you special products when we come back!"

Beside him, there is still a bunch of hair exposed. This time, Mao Jue not only mobilized the Wenmeng Department, but also sent out Song Xiance, a special salesman from the Dongjiang River. Unfortunately, Song Datou is too short, and his feet are exposed a little bit. hair.

"Heh! Employing shady people!"

Seeing this guy squawking on the deck, Kong Youde and the others grinned together.

After all, the steam engine hadn't been installed on the ship yet, and they landed at the Lutun Island military port, crossed the Dongjiang River, and took a boat across the sea to Shandong again. It was already mid-March when the Wenmeng Department arrived in Dengzhou.

The ancient port of Dengzhou, where the Dongjiang army once focused on attacking, now looks like a line of welcome. Thousands of soldiers stand guard on the edge of the port with flags. Typical bureaucracy, the port has been cleaned up. Shops were all closed, and merchant ships and fishing boats were driven aside.

Compared with more than half a month ago, Yu Dacheng seemed to be a little older again, with a gloomy face, and he looked at the sea anxiously.

"Futai, here we come!"

A few shadows of sails slowly appeared on the sea. At this height, only Dongjiang warships are undoubtedly. It’s not that Ming Dynasty can’t build giant ships in this era, but Mao Jue is the only one who takes ships so seriously and is willing to invest in them. This is different, looking at the sail, Yu Dacheng seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief.

But not long after, his brows were furrowed again.

It has been five or six years since its establishment to the present. Although the Dongjiang navy has not been included in the official regiment, it has experienced the previous wars of the Japanese country. , It only took more than ten minutes. After all, it was one of Mao Jue's father-in-law and the governor. Wen Mengsong also had to save face. After disembarking, the two of them knelt on the ground with a standard military salute.

"The last general/lower official pays homage to the governor!"

"That's all there is to it?"

Looking at the first regiment of cavalry sentry leading the horse from the three second-tier battleships, Yu Dacheng asked worriedly, but before Song Xiance could speak, the straight-minded Wen Meng rushed to speak.

"As far as our regiment is concerned, the sailors on board have to return to Dongjiang!"

It was obvious that the corner of Yu Dacheng's mouth twitched, and without saying a word, he turned and left in annoyance, while the Shaoxing master Fang Bingwen who was following him was cold and said indifferently.

"Your barracks are ready! Come with me!"

It's no wonder that Yu Dacheng was a little unhappy. When Mao Jue was in trouble, he mobilized the power of the entire Denglai Road. The 1 soldiers and horses in the seventeen or eight guards were almost mobilized, but Denglai Road was in trouble. Originally, Yu Dacheng thought that Mao Jue would send at least 800 troops, but he didn't expect to send him more than [-] people in just one regiment.

The barracks are all vacant.

But after all, they are elite soldiers outside the customs! Although they were given a cold reception, after being resettled, Wen Meng and Song Xiance were quickly recruited to the governor's office.

Also affected by the Dongjiang River, Yu Dacheng actually had a Denglaidao sand table under his hands, on which Laiyang, Chongshan, Dengzhou and Laizhou were clearly marked, and even the small villages below were not left behind.

Black ink was dripping heavily in the southern part of Dengzhou Prefecture, like a dark cloud covering several farm villages. A small piece of wood was also placed on the map, which represented a defensive position in Dongjiang, but it was also covered by a piece of wood Covered by ink, it is no wonder Yu Dacheng is anxious. In the past half month, three more villages were attacked by thieves, and he organized a defensive battle and lost!

Spring plowing is just around the corner, but people in the two mansions are panicking now. If the area cannot be pacified quickly, this year's spring plowing will definitely be delayed. Moreover, this year, as Mao Jue said, too few things are done and too many mouths are spoken. Achievement is a rare man who does things. If he makes a mistake, I believe that the court's impeachment memorial will immediately fall on the cabinet's table like a snowflake film.