Beiyang new warlord

It's unbelievable!

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. In the white mountains and black waters of Liaodong, Dongjiang will always have only one mortal enemy, which is the Qing Dynasty and Jianzhou Jurchen. They also know that the situation is serious. Song Xiance asked with a stern face.

"General, shall we go back to Dongjiang now?"

Subconsciously wanted to nod, but in the end Mao Jue shook his head violently.

"It's too late to go back now! Excluding the time spent on the road, it will take at least a month to assemble the troops of Heilongjiang Town and Dongjiang Town. This time is enough for Huang Taiji to return to defend Shengjing, and the hasty dispatch of troops has little chance of winning. Hong Chengchou has already learned from the past. , I can’t take this risk!”

"Block the news, especially Mr. Yuan, absolutely don't let him know! Hurry up and send Japanese slaves to Heilongjiang! This year and next two years, I will have a race with him, Huang Taiji!"

Originally, his pretty and handsome face was suddenly covered with ferocity. Clenching his fists, Mao Jue growled in a murderous voice, but Song Xiance couldn't help but his expression lifted when he heard his words.

That's right, his Huang Taiji is growing stronger, but Dongjiang is also fighting more and more. Not to mention that there are nearly 20 inland refugees entering Heilongjiang every year for reclamation. Only when the Japanese country is unified, nearly [-] Japanese slaves appear in Dongjiang as cheap labor this year. In the farm and ranch, what is the war?It’s food! It’s supplies! It’s people! Dongjiang is also striding forward, why is he afraid of becoming a slave?

The battle report was stuffed at the bottom of the desk, and it was locked. Mao Jue, like a face-changing Sichuan opera, once again returned to his lazy and irresponsible appearance, and asked Song Xiance lazily.

"Where are Master Yuan and the little Patriarch now?"

"It seems that in Sanchuan City, they are picking up some wedding utensils!"

"Hey, when other people get married, I have to follow along in a hurry. What's the matter?"

In order for Lao Yuan to concentrate on getting married, he just came back from Kanto. Mao Jue forced him to take a vacation and offloaded all his government affairs. Seven 21 Let's settle this marriage first!

It's just that looking at Mao Jue's appearance of making a lot of sacrifices, the admiration for Song Xiance just now disappeared again!Indeed, Yuan Chonghuan was on vacation again, but Mao Jue was not doing that job. Feng Chen photographed Guanzhong, and the ones buried in the mountains of documents were Mao Jue's unlucky staff, Zhang Huangyan did too!

Thinking of this young man walking on thin ice, having not slept for several nights, with dark circles under his eyes, Song Xiance gloated again, saying that this guy is really good, many things that he, an old Dongjiang driver, find difficult are in his hands However, the handling was logical, Mao Jue really picked up a treasure.

Thinking about it, Song Xiance tilted his head again, and bowed heavily to Mao Jue.

"General, if there is nothing else, the subordinates will go to work!"

"Go! Ben will continue to work hard!"

Filling up a glass of sweet wine and loosening the bathrobe on his body to make it more comfortable, Mao Jue hummed slowly

Chapter 462. Seeing but not Taishan

The two pure white things in Kyoto are heartbreakingly beautiful, the same is the falling cherry blossoms, and the other is the colorful falling snow.

In this year, the Central Plains was full of wars, the Ming Bird War entered a fever pitch, and the Ming and Qing wars also sang an elegy, but the Wa Kingdom was stabilized, and the war between the East and the West stopped, and neither side needed to bear the endless war. The number of farmers renting, laboring, and working in the fields has increased, and this year's harvest has also increased significantly, but it is hard to be poor or poor, and only daimyo banners are rich.

Most of the Japanese country is still poor and white, but this capital is absolutely prosperous. The local tyrants and evil gentry who came from the south of the Yangtze River to experience the exotic customs, and the famous bannermen from all over the place who rented rents, followed these rich men, who were originally poor. For nearly two centuries, Beijing has been treated like chicken blood, and it is simply not the same city as it was a few years ago.

Dongjiang's spacious and tall four-wheeled carriage, which can seat four or five people, is becoming more and more popular on the street. In order to satisfy these wealthy lords, some houses on narrow roads have been demolished, so that the entire road can accommodate at least There are four carriages, which shows that there are so many carriages.

After all, it is a country with a population of 3000 million. Even if the capital is about to catch up with Tieshan, it is not too unusual.

After becoming the head of the family for the past six months, Chiyohime finally felt the pain of her older brother Kunimatsumaru. There were a lot of people following her wherever she went, and there were veterans beside her moaning about this thing and that thing. Every time Chiyoji sees Mao Jue, her eyes are filled with envy. She obviously has no rights and has to abide by so many rules. Why does this guy not have to obey when he gathers, and enjoys it in the hot spring hotel every day.

But today, being crowded in so many carriages is not at all inconspicuous. Chiyohime finally enjoyed a breath of freedom again. Shout out.

"Hey! That man looks so dark!"

"Sir, that person can actually breathe fire. I heard that there is a Naruto coming to Kyoto. Could it be him?"

"Yeah, is the other end going to kill people? There are so many people gathered, I heard that there is a Pirate King in Kumano who is making a fuss, and he was captured by the officers and soldiers. It can't be execution!"

"Wow! So many dresses!"

The noisy voices of chirping, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. They came together, and from now on, his fate, the fate of Chiyohime, and the fate of the entire Wa Kingdom will be closely related. He is the link between Wa Kingdom and Daming.

To meet a beautiful woman in the age of forty, and still have a high position and power, what more can a husband ask for!

"My lord, we are here!"

Just when Yuan Chonghuan was lost in thought, the coachman in front shouted softly at the door, interrupting his thinking.Others are men who open the door for women, but it's the other way around when they come here. The excited Chiyoji jumped out of the car like the little sparrow, and greeted Yuan Chonghuan hastily while holding the door.

"Sir, come on! Come on!"

Looking at her childlike appearance, it is really impossible to regard her as a dignified Japanese citizen, Patriarch Toyotomi, and a wife who is about to marry. In desperation, Lao Yuan also showed a smile on his face.

"I'm coming!"

Moved from the edge of the table and got out of the car, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but slightly raised his head. In front of the magnificent three-story shop, a few gold letters were shining brightly there.

Cao Ji Yunxia cloth village!

Naturally, it is impossible for a person of high status to squeeze into the small shop along the road with the lower class. This shop can be regarded as the most expensive shop in the whole of Kyoto, but the quality of the cloth is also the best.

Chiyohime's idea is enough to spoil the family. On the day she is going to get married, red silk is wrapped around every tree at the gate of Kyoto, all the way to the gate of Toyotomi Sheguan Mansion in Erjohe City, which will cost thousands of bolts of cloth.

Yuan Chonghuan, who was originally as simple as Yuan Chonghuan, would not agree to it anyway, but after learning about it, Mao Jue laughed and said: Good thing!How much domestic demand will be created, how many jobs will be driven, and how many chickens will be created!

It is a good thing for the rich to spend money on consumption. Instead of letting them hide their silver in the warehouse and rust it, it is better to take it out and let the poor earn it. Although I don’t know what the meaning of chicken drops is, Mao Jue said so, Yuan Chonghuan Also had to agree.

This is what should be said. Before Yuan Chonghuan could look back, Chiyo Ji, who was rushing in with great interest, bumped into someone, and immediately sat down on the ground.

"Ouch~"

This blow should be very hard, the painful Chiyohime clutched her little head and couldn't get up for a long time.

But it's not over yet, the one who came out on the other side rolled over with a fierce kick, and while kicking, he spit out a series of Japanese words like farting.

"Ba Ga Lu, you, poor ghost, bump into you, die!"

"Chiyo!"

Frightened into a cold sweat, Yuan Chonghuan went up and hugged her fiercely. This dude-looking guy in a warrior black robe was still unwilling to let her go. ready to fight.

People rely on clothes, Buddha depends on gold clothes, no wonder Yuan Chonghuan wears too simple clothes, he constrains Chiyohime to wear ordinary clothes, but seeing the future lord of Japan and the current head of Toyotomi's family will be reduced to being bullied by dudes At the time, there was a sudden shout from the store.

"stop!"

It doesn't matter who opens a store to do business, the plan is to make a fortune in peace, and those who can open a store in Kyoto don't have much background. Personal grievances and grievances are out of the store, but they can't make trouble here. With an abacus, the shopkeeper is out.

But I really don’t know where the stunned head is, and I don’t know what is the depth of the water! I didn’t notice that the shopkeeper who was slow just now looked at the carriage with a completely dumbfounded look, and was still screaming non-stop. .

"My lord is a samurai in the direct line of our department of the Changzong of the Four Kingdoms. These two untouchables have offended my lord and must be punished. You businessman, don't mind your own business, otherwise, my samurai."

"Come on, escort!"

He hasn't finished bragging yet!Unexpectedly, seven or eight strong men came out of it. This is a shop opened by Ming people, and they also hired strong men from Shanxi and Shandong. They are tall and big. The tallest one is almost 1.9 meters, and the third one is 1.5 meters. Just like picking up a little chicken, it was directly pressed to the ground.

He was still yelling that he was a direct descendant of Chang Zong I Chang Zong I Department, but the shopkeeper hurried up and asked sadly in Nanjing Mandarin: "Master Yuan, Master Qiandai, are you all right?"

The incident happened so suddenly, within a few seconds, at this time, the guards who followed behind suddenly drew their swords and surrounded them like a dream, and the commander of the subordinates kowtowed at Master Yuan guiltily. Again, he drew his sword with murderous intent and pointed at the three foolish dudes, asking for instructions.