Although there are still not many words, but for Chen Jiao, Mao Jue has already lost the indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away at this time, and after carefully admonishing her body carefully, she let Chen Jiao go out, looking at Mao Jue's face with a happy look, Chen Zanzhong's old face twitched subconsciously, and he began to expect that the next conversation would not be so friendly.

But this start is still friendly, on the side of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there is a coffee table for guests, sitting in front of the big desk without business, Chen Zanzhong was invited there by Mao Jue, put two goblets, and Mao Jue personally opened a bottle of wine.

The specialty of Changbai Mountain is knocked out of the palace tribute of Shengjing.

This is also the first time since Mao Jue welcomed his relatives, the grandfather and grandson have drunk so much face-to-face, although this wine is very sweet, but it is particularly bitter in Chen Zanzhong's mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense, Ning Yuan farewell, I believe Your Majesty is already very angry! This time you came to visit relatives, what conditions did you bring to the boy? ”

You kid still knows how to off the emperor!

He didn't have the heart to drink at all, the exquisite cup was thrown on the table, the old face was tired, and Chen Zanzhong made a hoarse, gloomy voice in the messy beard.

"General Zhenbei, with the title of Governor of the Left Capital of the Chinese Army, he will supervise Liaodong! Congratulations, Inspector Mao!"

"Heh, Liaodong Governor? Jinzhou General Soldier Zu Dashou, Ningyuan General Wu Sangui, Qiantun Guard General Ma Ke, these Liaozhen soldiers and horses are also under my command?

This has been worrying since the Dongjiang incident, and the accumulated fear broke out in an instant in Mao Jue's wine glass, mocking eyes, and casual questioning, and his breathing became a little shorter, and with a bang, the craftsmanship was quite exquisite, and the thin goblet with blood-red wine was smashed to the ground by Chen Zanzhong, and the old guy stood up suddenly in the crisp sound of the ping pong bell.

"Mao Jue, you're enough!"

"Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher! Jun is a minister! Loyal ministers do not serve the two masters! From ancient times to the present, how can there be a kingless and fatherless person like you, who is disloyal and unrighteous with the court, and even threatens the lord with the little profit of the barbarians! Your Majesty thinks that you are a talent, don't worry about you! Thou art not satisfied, and thou art here to pick the fat and the thin, and thou art no different from the beasts!"

After venting his anger together, Chen Zanzhong softened again, knocked his fingers on his chest with great sadness, and said hoarsely.

"Yes, my Chen family was sorry for you before, but since my granddaughter married into your Mao family, the old man has been conscientious about your Dongjiang affairs, right? There is something to be the first one for you Dongjiang Olympic aid, there is a stir in the Beijing Division, isn't that time desperate to tell you? Are you doing well? If you want to reverse, it is the old man and his family who are following the Zhujiu clan!"

Chen Zanzhong vented hysterically, and the old beard flew up, but Mao Jue's expression remained unchanged, and he even tasted the wine leisurely, until Chen Zanzhong said that he was tired, and Mao Jue flicked the cup with the old god.

"One minister doesn't serve two masters? Grandpa, kid is not mistaken, you are a first-class jinshi in the thirty-third year of Wanli! After Wanli, Apocalypse, Chongzhen Three Dynasties, right? ”

"When Emperor Wanli died, why didn't you die with him?"

"Old man! Old man ......"

Chen Zanzhong was almost choked by Mao Jue's words, his old face was flushed, and his beard trembled non-stop.

But Mao Jue's voice also became sharp and high, and the wine glass in his hand was also thrown on the table, Mao Jue glanced at his face with sneering eyes, and said with a sneer.

"And the Emperor's grace! Is there really an emperor's grace? In the second year of Chongzhen, Dongjiang was half paid, and Chongzhen's three years of food and salary were intermittent, and he would have served as the deputy general of Tieyi for seven years, and he received five months' salary or drifted, thirty-six taels of silver!"

"Don't talk about the money! Liaodong is our land, plough here! Fight here! Die here! It is also the fate of the Liao people! Even if there is no salary, it is the duty of the Liao people to fight for the Liao soil, but over the years, look at what the imperial court has done? ”

It doesn't matter what kind of relatives are or not, Mao Jue's finger pointed directly at Chen Zanzhong's nose.

"You regard Liaodong as a gladiatorial arena for your fame and fortune! Dye your official robes red with the flesh and blood of the Liao people, pile up your silver boxes, the Liao affairs are good, the bee chrysalis comes, the Liao affairs are defeated, and they are hung up one after another, not to mention, this battle of the Dongjiang River, the Dongjiang did not see the reinforcements of the imperial court, and the 12,000 guards from Shandong to here are still funded by the general for many years, and the other governor of the boy did not wait for the order of the military department to take the lead in sending troops, which is better than nothing!"

"What did the court do? A liar was sent, and the chief soldier Huang Long came to act as the chief soldier of Phi Dao! Didn't do any good for Dongjiang! interfered with the general's command system, and finally rolled up 300,000 taels of silver, tens of thousands of stone food, and ran away! ”

"This is the good thing your court has done!"

Chen Zanzhong has also heard of this for the first time, watching Mao Jue angrily flick his sleeves, standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, facing the lights of Baimachuan outside the window, although he still wants to preach a few words about the great principles of Confucianism, but Chen Zanzhong also seems to feel that he has insufficient confidence.

The dead silence lasted for more than half a minute, only the sound of wine dripping on the fragments of the wine glass remained, and after a long time, Chen Zanzhong was a little frightened, and asked with an extremely complicated expression.

"So, you're going to do the opposite?"

"Heh, it's the other way around? Benjiang doesn't have that much strength now, and he doesn't have that ambition at present, our Mao family died more than 200 people in Liaoyang, and now there are very few left, this Dongjiang is Benjiang's last home, I just don't want the imperial court to treat Dongjiang as a victim of their power gladiatorial arena! Mao Jue just wants to protect this piece of the East River. ”

Becoming lazy again, Mao Jue slowly sat back on the chair next to the window, stretched out his hand and lifted the goblet again, filled himself with the wine bottle, and held it high in front of Chen Zanzhong.

"But thank you, Grandpa, for all the way here! You can repay Your Majesty when you go back, Mao Jue doesn't want to rebel, and you don't have to worry about your Majesty's military salaries and grains, Dongjiang is used to it, and as long as Mao Jue is in one day, Your Majesty's North Korean wing doesn't have to worry about it. ”

"There is still a bit of scenery on the Dongjiang River, let Jiaojiao take you to have a good tour these days!"

Serving a cup to send guests, officialdom customs, although Mao Jue is serving wine not tea, but officialdom has been immersed for many years, how can Chen Zanzhong not understand, however, just when Mao Jue seemed to have won a big victory in this confrontation, covering his head, this Chen Yushi suddenly covered his forehead, nervous and laughed like that, and when he turned around, he sat opposite Mao Jue again, in Mao Jue's stunned expression, Chen Zanzhong directly took Mao Jue's wine bottle, raised his head, and took a big sip.

His face was flushed with wine, but with the smile of an old fox, he put down the wine bottle, and Chen Zanzhong asked with a sly smile.

"Mao Jue, what you said, you have no ambitions, you just want to protect the safety of one party, right?"

His heart twitched violently, Mao Jue frowned, and asked gloomily.

"What does Chen Yushi understand?"

"Your Majesty is the governor of Dongjiang, and the general Mao Wenlong Mao is the Marquis of Ningxi, with a reward of 200,000 taels of silver, and a mansion of the Marquis of Ningxi, and my granddaughter is named a good life, Mrs. Shu, enter the palace to worship the ribbon, and go to Beijing to receive the title on the same day."

His face was gloomy, and he changed more than ten kinds of expressions, and for a few minutes, Mao Jue picked up the wine glass fiercely, and after saluting Chen Zanzhong, he poured down all the full glasses of wine.

…………

Martial artists and literati play with their hearts, they are really humiliating, in the end they were calculated by Chen Zanzhong, his scolding, his big truth, and complaining are all to lead to his later words, so that Mao Jue himself fell into his own trap.

Aren't you here to protect the land and the people? So you should pay this small price, right?

To say, this time Emperor Chongzhen is rarely generous, the reward is 200,000 taels, and it is a marquis, much stronger than the last Feng Bo, you must know that the title of Daming is quite golden, in addition to Taizu, Chengzu two eras, the titles that have been sealed out are numerous, but its essence is still hostage, clamping Mao Jue.

Let your father and wife be a hostage? How can Mao Jue accept it?

It's a place to have fun, but as time goes by, the sun goes down and the long corridors become eerie. As in many horror films, the dull sound of leather boots echoes hollowly and deadly, and two pale faces flicker in the darkness.

"Sir!"

"You call a joint meeting of officers right away! Also, that old man, send him back to Iron Mountain now, and throw him on the ship that can leave Iron Mountain as fast as possible! I don't want to see him again!"

"But master, if you want to move Liaozhen or Guannei, maybe this time you will really force the emperor to be anxious, and you don't know the character of the Jingshi, once that one is reckless and fights against Dongjiang with the power of the Ming Dynasty, Dongjiang will be passive!"

"Then let him take the old man and Gillian back to Beijing?"

roared angrily, but then Mao Jue stopped abruptly, glanced upstairs with fear, and once again lowered his voice, Mao Jue said hurriedly.

"Absolutely! Absolute! Don't let the old man know!"

"Master......, concubine, concubine body knows!"

In the same hurry as when he came, the four-wheeled carriage rushed out of the calm valley in a hurry, his face was gloomy, Mao Jue also pulled out a black horse from the stable, and pulled it like the nearby White Horse Mountain City and galloped over, following him closely, Adriana's fiery red horsetail floated fiercely, but watching the cavalry leave, under the largest brocade tree in the calm manor, an equally pale face was also revealed, and two leaves hung on the back of the head of the Li Dynasty official Wu Sha.

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White Horse Mountain City, the military yamen.

According to Mao Jue's order, all the officers' vacations were canceled, except for Luo Zhige, who returned to Kuye Town to prepare for a big move into the Heilongjiang River Valley, and Li Jiucheng, who returned to Jeju Island Town to stabilize the situation, almost all the remaining officers of Tieyi gathered on the strategic point of Baima Mountain City, and with the call of Mao Jue's personal soldiers, in less than half an hour, more than a dozen important officers all arrived.

"General!"

With a bang, around the round table, the officers stood up collectively, and the leather boots made of whale skin or cowhide leaned together fiercely to make a neat fluttering sound, as the pro-corps under Mao Jue became more and more modernized, this army, including its command system, became more and more like the modern troops in the TV series in Mao Jue's impression.

"Sit!"

This time he was not in the mood to be proud of his troops, so he took the lead in sitting under his big sketch and waited for his subordinates to sit down neatly, Mao Jue said with an extremely gloomy face.

"Huge sea! Order the fleet to stop the delivery to Kuye Town, recall Phi Island, Kong Youde Geng Zhongming, and your infantry will also march towards Iron Mountain! Send someone to Jeju Island to recall Liu Xingzuo's Turquoise Cavalry Regiment! On the thirteenth of September, I was going to see fifty warships, three assault cavalry regiments, and ten infantry regiments at Iron Mountain!"

"General! There are only a few months left before the advance into Heilongjiang, and the troops are still in the final preparations for repair. ”

The abrupt order was equivalent to directly interrupting all the previous plans, and the chief of staff of the Dongjiang River, Fan Wenju, the head of the Zanhua staff, stood up abruptly and asked in amazement.

But Mao Jue, who heard this question, turned even more ruthless, and snorted gloomily.

"It's not a Wa country! But the plan does have some changes, this time, every year the New Year is spent outside, it is indeed hard brothers, this time Lao Tzu wants to take everyone to make some windfalls! Target, Tianjin Wei!"

"Heavenly ......, Tianjin Wei!"

"Questions?"

Almost didn't bite his tongue off, and Shen Rong shouted incredibly, but in an instant, Mao Jue's eyes swept over with gloom and coldness, and they couldn't help but shiver when they saw it.

A series of victories have made Mao Jue's prestige more and more high, especially after the end of the Dongjiang War, in terms of military strength, the Dongjiang River can already be compared with the overlord of Northeast Asia, the Qing Dynasty, and forced the Qing people to cut such a large piece of territory, even if they did not recover Liaodong, it also made these Liao people who were driven out of their homes and displaced in awe.

With such a conditioned reflex, he slammed his fist on his chest fiercely, and Shen Rong quickly lowered his head.

"No problem! General!"

"That's good, all of you go now! Su Changmei has a huge sea, and the material and logistics of the reserve guard troops also immediately followed! Make no mistake!"

Mao Jue slammed his fists on the oak tabletop, and with his gloomy order, the order was settled, but this time, his subordinate Dongjiang officers responded with a little hesitation than before.

Mao Jue was not ordered neatly and did not explain before, but this time, the target was the Ming Empire, and it was directed at the heart of the empire, Jingshi, even after the last time Huanglong was replaced, all the generals expressed their allegiance, but this still made even a reckless man like Kong Youde feel a little palpitating in his heart.

What's more, this time Mao Jue didn't even have a word of explanation.

To tell the truth, seeing his subordinates go out and sit on the big chair, Mao Jue's own breathing couldn't help but be a little shorter, he is now committing a taboo, just like Napoleon's conquest of Russia, before the outbreak of the war, there was no thorough mobilization of troops, and even some French infantry divisions set off from Paris for more than a week, and they still don't know where their goal is.

Fortunately, Mao Jue's prestige in the Dongjiang River was similar to that of Napoleon the Great in France, otherwise, I am afraid that the troops would not set off, and chaos would have to break out first.

It's just that this mobilization Mao Jue can't be mobilized, to be honest, if Mao Jue becomes the governor of Liaodong, and the governor excludes the Liaodong war situation outside the defense line of Guanning Jinzhou, the generals under his command will definitely raise their hands in agreement, as for Mao Wenlong and Chen Jiao to Beijing as hostages, Mao Wenlong's era has passed anyway, Mao Jue is the backbone of the Dongjiang River, and they are not unacceptable.

The only thing that can't be accepted is Mao Jue himself.

Instead of spending a lot of words to persuade the generals, or reluctantly send troops, it is better to act vigorously and resolutely, so that they have to accept the reality on the road to the expedition, after so many years as a warlord of the Dongjiang River, now Mao Jue is already black.

But just as he looked at the table with gloomy eyes, the cold conference room was knocked again, and Sakurahime, who was left in the hot spring valley of Hakuba Mountain, actually came in in a hurry.

"General, the old lady beckons you to go back quickly!"

Mao Jue's heart throbbed......

(End of chapter)