Although it is the Xiaoice River period, the summer in Heilongjiang is not much colder than that of Guannei, and some Guannei prefectures are even not as warm as here.

After the spring flood, Heilongjiang, Mudanjiang, several tributaries have become smooth again, here is simply a gift from God to Mao Jue, the huge waterwheel makes a gurgling sound, the cold river water is pumped out of the river, irrigated into the fields on both sides, and the green seedlings have been stretched out of the branches.

Although I don't want to admit that the Heilongjiang rice, which is famous all over the country in later generations, its rice varieties are indeed from the Japanese pseudo-colonial period, and the Japanese rice brought by those devils is indeed much better than the southern rice and the Champong rice. This finally has a cultivation base for his own excellent crops, and Mao Jue is impatient to allocate the paddy fields.

The intensive cultivation mode of the Ming Dynasty was not used at this time, a household of only a dozen people, there are more than 100 acres of land, it is possible to insert as much as you want, but even so, more than 300,000 acres of paddy fields on both sides of the Mudanjiang River can almost have more than 1.5 million stone rice harvest.

The narrow Donggang town in northern North Korea of the Lee clan has been aggrieved for seven or eight years, and this year it is simply a serf turning over and singing!

Recently, when the Dongjiang people met, the longest conversation was, are all those Jurchens stupid? With such a fertile land, don't have to rob the Han people of Liaodong's thin land, let the donkey kick your head!

Two fishing rods across the quiet Mudanjiang River, wearing a big hat, Mao Jue is dressed like an old farmer, but there are beauties willing to stick up, or a crooked fruit beauty, obviously not on fishing, Adriana is a moment to turn left and a circle, a moment to turn right, the little ass is not honest, seeing the bubbles on the side of the hook, it is estimated that there are fish coming, and she was scared away by her so much, the angry Mao Jue slapped her pretty peach.

"It's not honest to catch a fish!"

"Hmph, people are old! was thrown on Iron Mountain, no one hurts, no one loves it! Don't let you take advantage of your youth! ”

Rubbing her little buttocks, Adriana pouted angrily, and a sour voice suddenly came to her face.

The sour Mao Jue is a little bigger.

In fact, he is also a little confused, Adriana came to Heilongjiang just to bring him a message, Jingshi sent a message, the heir of his Mao family, Mao Wenlong's eldest grandson was born!

Before the crossing of the otaku, Mao Jue had never even seen the girl's big Ding Ding, and now he is a father? Makes him feel a little unreal.

Thinking about it, he was distracted, and Adriana, who was coquettish and jealous and waiting for him, closed her eyes and pouted and waited for a long time, but when she turned around, she looked at him with stupid eyes, and the angry girl screwed into Mao Jue's thighs all of a sudden, and the pain of this thing almost didn't jump up.

"What for?"

"Nobody hurts, no one loves! Empty, lonely, cold!"

"Who taught you this!"

"You!"

really lifted a stone to hit his own feet, the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times, and he turned his head to see that there was no one nearby, Mao Jue simply turned over, pressed the hot goblin under his body, and shouted angrily: "Aren't you just a baby?" I'll send you one, and I'll send you another one tomorrow, and a bunch of goblins in the province are buzzing in Lao Tzu's ears!"

The little fox looked like a treacherous one, and Adriana was smiling and pouting, and her big eyes were smiling like a curved moon.

In these years, the only hope for a woman's life is not her husband and children, although Adriana has more power than ordinary women, but she is also a woman, or a white-skinned woman who is deeply influenced by the Ming culture.

But just as the adulterer ** immediately hooked up into a pair, on the river embankment, the ugly crow voice of the hairy lance rang out violently.

"General! Are you there? Shandong Urgent! Shandong Urgent!"

Jumping up in a panic, the two of them were tidying up the messy clothes together, smoothing out the folds on the skirts, it was so easy, before Mao Lance ran over, it was considered to destroy the evidence of the crime, looking at the grinning appearance of this goods, Mao Jue and Yang Niu squeezed out a word between their teeth together.

"Hair Shell!"

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Mao Jue is a construction freak, the enthusiasm of this goods is about to catch up with the Roman tyrant Nero, the foundation of the earthen platform found last winter, now there are four city walls, chessboard-like streets, or red-painted two-story buildings, but the streets here are empty, some blocks don't even have a single household, the 50,000 people who moved out of the Iron Mountain did not all live in the city, and some directly built villages on the edge of the fields they were allocated, which made Mao Jue's Mudanjiang City look like a ghost town.

In later generations, there are not enough commercial houses to grab, and now there are few people, and it is estimated that Mao Jue's dream of speculating in real estate will only be realized.

You have to repair the yamen everywhere, and Mudanjiang City, Dongjiang New Town, is no exception, on the second floor, facing the afternoon sunset, Mao Jue is brows are frowning and looking at the letter in his hand, and can't help muttering.

"Yuan Shizhong!"

Although Yuan Xiang'er was reluctant to speak at first, but when a few rats ran by, she collapsed, and her little brain was like a sparrow, and she recognized this relationship that was enough for Ling Chi to be killed.

This Yuan Shizhong is not an ordinary person, one of the seventy-two roads of the famous Xingyang Conference of Chongzhen's seven years of thieves, even if the court is a famous bandit leader, it is said that he has as many as 200,000 people at most, and among many peasant armies, this Yuan Shizhong is still an outlier.

According to the records in the "Yu Change Chronicle", the Kaizhou thief Yuan Shizhong, crossed the river from Kaocheng to the south, and traveled between the Liang and Song dynasties, not killing people, not plundering women, and one of the thieves was strange!

Even between the fifteenth and sixteenth years of Chongzhen, the Jianzhou Jurchens entered the pass for the fourth time after completely defeating the Guanningjin defensive line, and Yuan Shizhong also led his subordinates to carry out large-scale resistance in Henan.

No wonder Song Xiance was so nervous and excited, and hurriedly sent the news back, 200,000 people, and with a certain degree of discipline, and also intended to Zhao'an, now that Mao Jue is developing this Heilongjiang, what is lacking is such a large-scale population, it is simply a gift from heaven to Dongjiang, looking at this letter, even Mao Jue himself can't help but get excited.

With his hands behind his back, he turned around three times in front of the window, and Mao Jue immediately commanded with shortness of breath.

"Transfer 400,000 taels of silver, transfer Shen Rong's fifth and sixth regiments to Dengzhou, hand them over to Song Xiance for dispatch, approve Song Xiance's request, no matter what, we must also recruit this Yuan Shizhong!"

"The concubine obeys!"

This has just arrived in Mudanjiang City, and before he has survived, he has to get another task, and the rights can't be stimulated and excited, and it's rare, Adelena's voice is weak.

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Mao Jue is to show his father-in-law what is called a local tyrant, 30,000 taels of silver, Yu Dacheng has to think about it for a long time, this July afternoon, Dongjiang is directly pulled over 400,000 taels of silver, most of which are pieces of shiny silver coins, in the past two years, Mao Jue's trade volume with the Dutch East India Company has risen significantly, and the gold and silver excavated by those colonists in the New World of America have been transferred to Mao Jue's hands through ginseng, mink, and spirits, cloth, cigarettes, etc.

It's a pity that such a large sum of money is all military supplies, not the son-in-law's filial piety to his old man, it was lit up on the edge of the port, and Yu Dacheng angrily went back to his yamen to work, and it was out of sight.

In order not to irritate his old man, the Dongjiang military meeting was also moved out of the governor's yamen, and set up on the Thunder, one of the nine first-class battleships of the Dongjiang River, which Mao Jue specially lined up this time, an oil lamp hung swayingly, and the three people sat in a triangle with their foreheads ......, and Song Xiance was sitting on a high baby chair, barely as tall as the two Dongjiang generals.

Shen Rong's voice was obviously a little urgent, most of the Heilongjiang watered land in the first batch of Mao Jue was distributed to the families of Tieshan's pro-corps, many people have a lot of land in name, but in fact they can't cultivate it themselves, the landlord also needs to have long-term workers under his hands, and the tenants to support it, Dongjiang's demand for labor is not only Mao Jue, but also really reflected in the mainstream class of Dongjiang, the military landlord class, they also urgently need to introduce new labor force to develop themselves.

"I have two regiments under my command plus Brother Wen's first regiment, and we are ready to be dispatched by the military division at any time, when will we go to meet Yuan Shizhong Zhao'an?"

"This, I'm afraid it's a little difficult!"

But Song Xiance, who first advocated Zhao'an Yuan Shizhong, poured a big scoop of cold water over him, and his hands merged into a fist, and in Shen Rong's surprised eyes, he threw more than a dozen letters on the table.

"These days, this official also sent someone to Henan to contact the leader of the little Yuan camp, although his sister is in our hands, but for our Dongjiang Zhao'an, this surname Yuan is not too reluctant."

"He contacted Liu Zeqing, because Liu Zeqing was the chief soldier of Shandong, and he surrendered to Zhao'an, so he could divide a small area in Shandong, and he didn't have to fight with other peasant armies, but our Dongjiang River was too far away, and in his opinion, it was a bitter cold land, and it was still next to Jiannu, and he might be ready to fight at any time."

"He didn't want to go to the border, although we killed Liu Zeqing and disrupted his position, but for Dongjiang, this person is still very hesitant!"

"So, he refuses to edict An?"

came with enthusiasm, but when he encountered such a situation, Shen Rong's square face was suddenly full of disappointment, who knows if this Song Xiance is a literati who has a problem, and he is addicted to selling guanzi, and he shook his head heavily.

"Not necessarily! Now the court is Yang Sichang's main soldier, although his four or six corners of the ten-sided net are laborious and costly, but hundreds of thousands of soldiers are pressed down, and the thieves in the pass are really out of breath, three months, the eight kings Zhang Xianzhong is in the valley city Zhao'an, the other banner of the thieves broke into the king Li Zicheng and went to Shangluo, has disappeared, and the fifth battalion of the left is also struggling in Anhui, he Yuan Shizhong is not having a good time, the official decided to go in person, and Lord Wen, the official wants to give you a task!"

"You say!"

Wen Meng is a fighting man, and he unequivocally knocked on his chest for the task, however, listening to Song Xiance's strange order, he almost didn't squirt.

"Then Yuan Xiang'er wasn't detained in your barracks, Lord Wen?"

"That's right!"

"Tonight, Lord Wen, you went to her!"

(End of chapter)