This is the second autumn harvest after Mao Jue arrived, and this year is finally a normal autumn harvest, unlike last year, the hard-working wheat, sorghum or something made the swept blue flag burn, even if it was a little dry at the beginning of spring, but it can still be regarded as a big harvest year.

This year, there is another Uiju, and the sown area will be more than double and a half compared to last year, and even with the addition of more than 5,000 Lee Korean prisoners, the manpower is a little too busy.

It's really called the whole people to go into battle, even Mao Jue's own had to follow him to work in the field under the persuasion of who is pro-farmer, he is not a show character, and following the bud rice is really a serious bud breaking rice, at the end of the day, he almost didn't break his old waist.

But at the end of the day, the harvest is not bad, Huang Jiaojiao's bud rice stick stuffed seven or eight carriages full, in the field, the cut bud rice pole is also piled high, life is really good, a thousand households hundreds of men sat crookedly on the ground, three or five groups actually sat on the sitting, and some people slapped a few jars of soju, and worked for a day of small wine, it was really the most relieving.

It's really a world of difference from the past, just a year ago, a small half of these people in front of me were still for Jiannu as a clothed slave, living in a livestock shed, a broken grass mat that leaked on all sides, eating wheat bran and wild vegetables, which was not enough, and changed Mao Jue's rule, not only when the green and yellow were not available, Tieyi Town Yamen had food subsidies, built castles, roads, and river embankments, Mao Jue was given money, although he was still not rich, but every household had a little money in his hands, he was full of food and warm, and he also pursued the cheapest enjoyment.

And look at this year's harvest, even if half of it has to be handed over to the Wei Institute, but the harvest of 1,000 catties of bud rice per acre of land is an average of three or four acres per person, and a family also has a grain income of four or five thousand catties. Although he didn't dare to come over and express his affection with General Mao, Mao Jue still recognized the eyes that these croppers looked at from time to time.

Sitting on the bud rice pole and looking at the blue sky, chewing a bud rice pole in his mouth, the sweet juice soaked into his mouth, Mao Jue himself hummed a small tune with satisfaction.

I remember that before the crossing, in their shipyard, there was a brother in the same dormitory who took a month's leave, and followed his newly met girlfriend back to his hometown to collect bud rice, but when he came back, he was also black and thin, and the key was that his girlfriend also blew it.

Mao Jue once buried him with a smile, what is the picture? Let people flicker and go to work for a month! Who knew that the words were not finished yet, this kid rolled his eyes and gave him a good look at him, and shouted what Mao Jue knew as an old virgin, and the good buddy was also the boyfriend of the goddess for a month, and he held his hand, kissed his mouth, and even walked in the bud rice field, which was no less popular than the plot of drilling the sorghum field in Mo Yanda's "Red Sorghum", that time, in his thin and chicken-like biceps laughing, Mao Jue was sadly hiding in the corner and drawing circles.

But this time!

A spray of fragrance came from afar, the fire barbecued the new corn and made a crackling crisp sound, even if it was a paddy field coat, dressed in a very rural style, holding the corn and roasting the plain clothes are still as beautiful as a bunch of pink lotus in the lotus pond in the backyard, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, that is their own girl!

And when it comes to demons, there really is a goblin! Today's work is not stretched out, the red and bright Greek evening long pleated skirt, sitting in front of the luxurious carriage that was embezzled by Mao Jue, Adriana is very queenly One long leg stretched out, the other slightly bent, lazily leaning on the Bavarian lion. The white calf exposed under the long skirt attracted people to take a closer look, the big drawing board was on the leg, and there were paint boxes and brushes next to it, Mao Jue didn't know that she had artistic talent, and she didn't know how she painted after a day.

But that's not the point, the point is, this bewitching slut is also his girl.

The blessing of Qi people has also merged China and the West, if the buddy who was a temporary boyfriend for a month before saw it, I guess the eyes of envy would have to be stared out, right?

But speaking of this, Mao Jue's heart itched again, he is also a normal man, and he grinds with two beautiful girls every day, and it is impossible to have no idea. If it weren't for Wen Meng being an idiot last time, maybe he would have been a phoenix that night.

Why don't you try again tonight?

The sun gradually sank in the west, and the remnant sun shone the blood red of the earth, and the eyes sneakily turned around in dozens of acres of confiscated buds, and then fell on Adriana who was painting, as if she had a feeling, the foreign girl suddenly turned her head, and immediately rolled her eyes for him, but Mao Jue, who was hooked, was even more eager to try.

However, there is a saying that unfortunately does not make a book, which is vividly reflected here, just muttering about Wen Meng's broom star, Wen Meng also came, shattering Mao Jue's dream of a night trip to the rice field, and it also brought a problem to Mao Jue.

"Yuan Chonghuan is crazy?"

…………

The fast horse rushed to the foot of the White Horse Mountain City, and the corners of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching.

It takes half a year to build, but the destruction is an instant, the tobacco field as a test field, he also ordered a total of three thousand households, five hundred acres of land, this time cigarettes are popular, tobacco is not enough time, good guy, a hoe, the old Comrade Yuan and the sheep madness for an afternoon, ten acres of the best tobacco field let him smash all the way, tobacco leaves broken to the ground, seeing him make a fuss, the village gathered a large number of households, the discussion is not stopped, and the Baima Mountain City official Luo Zhige is also there, was also in a hurry, and when he saw Mao Jue coming, he rushed over as if he had seen a savior.

"Shogun ......"

"Why the fuck are you stunned? Why don't you catch this old madman? ”

The angry cheeks were cramping, and before Luo Zhige finished speaking, Mao Jue was already angry and shouted with his feet, and then without waiting for Luo Zhige to react, he kicked on the huge sea buttocks that was also stunned.

"Don't give it to Lao Tzu yet!"

This thing is also to blame Mao Jue himself, as soon as Yuan Chonghuan was originally the governor of Liaodong, he was originally a high-ranking official, but Mao Jue personally sent it, just like Zhang Haogu who Wei Zhongxian sent into the examination room in "Official Promotion to the Third Level", he went crazy there, and the thousands of households in this household didn't dare to take care of it, and reported to the White Horse Mountain City, but the garrison Luo Zhige didn't dare to care, and sent the report to the deputy general Yamen, Wen Meng who was looking for Wen Meng in the huge sea, Mao Jue who Wen Meng went to find, this afternoon time passed, ten acres of tobacco, It's all ruined like weeds cut by this old guy.

But after all, a man in his forties is still a civil official, and the huge sea that has been kicked on his ass is like adding a gas pedal, and he goes up to a dog and eats shit, and directly throws the goods to the ground, and the two pro-soldiers twist his arms and drag him out of the field.

"Are you fucking crazy? It's okay to dry and itchy, huh? ”

Poor people must have something to hate, they were not interested in this infighting expert who was eyeing his cheap father Xiang Shangshang's head and his own young master's job as soon as he took office, and now this incident made Mao Jue even more angry, and no matter what Yuan Buyuan supervised the master, he went up with two big slaps and then kicked him on the stomach, and kicked this former first-class master with his eyes straight to Venus, and staggered back several steps back.

But just when Mao Jue couldn't help but be angry and wanted to fight again, Leng Buding came out of the crowd alone and opened his arms to block in front of Inspector Yuan who fell to the ground.

"Stupid robber, what kind of ability are you bullying him, there is a kind of you coming at me!"

Mao Jue couldn't help but laugh angrily, he didn't know Yuan Chonghuan's political talent, his military talent was a mess, and the overall situation was not good, but his personality charm was indeed admirable, his political enemy saved his life, not to mention, now everyone loves flowers and flowers to the point that this little girl is willing to stand up for him and block the knife.

Fortunately, Chiyohime didn't have a long majestic, a pair of slender but extraordinarily powerful hands grabbed her back collar violently, and dragged him back, even with the little Shota, the island trio hugged each other again, hiding aside.

But being so troubled by this Japanese chick, Mao Jue also lost the heart of being angry just now, and wanted to kill this Yuan Datou, walking in front of him, Mao Jue bent down gloomily, and asked angrily.

"Master Yuan, Inspector Yuan? Is there nothing for you to spare? The crops you worked so hard to plant, and you have done this to the scourge? All of you scholars are virtuous? ”

The two slaps just now were so hard that the corners of Yuan Chonghuan's mouth were bleeding, and this thing was also very heroic, and he spit out a bloody spit at Mao Jue's feet, and snorted in the same gloomy voice.

"Crops?"

"The imperial court is just that there are too many people like you to make such a miasma! Guantian grows tobacco privately, fills his own pockets, and does not want to forge ahead, what is the use of the court raising you? Liao affairs are corrupting day by day, the emperor is exhausted, and it is difficult to sleep and eat, but you are so selfish! What face do you have in this official uniform!"

Speaking of anger, Yuan Chonghuan also grabbed a handful of tobacco and fell to the ground.

However, let him scold this pass, Mao Jue was not angry, but he was happy, and this smile made Yuan Chonghuan laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Lord Yuan! Lord Yuan, what do you say about me? ”

(End of chapter)