Xiaoludao is not too big, lying on the top of the mountain, the scene at the bottom of the mountain can be seen clearly, under the light of the torches, the huge sea is full of grimness, it seems that there is something in the bargain, and a dozen or so Houjin people on the opposite side are also noisy and shouting there.

This is the first time I have seen the Jurchen Mao Jue, and it is completely different from the image of the big braids in the movie, almost all of them are bald, leaving only a piece of hair the size of a copper coin on the back of the head, combed into a small braid, this thing is called a money rat tail.

And the Jurchens of this era are also very different from the Han people in terms of appearance, at a glance, you can see that they have a very strong foreign blood, not to mention Wen Meng, who has been working hard with these guys for so many years, Mao Jue can see it at a glance.

"Dog's day, fornication and slavery!"

I didn't expect this guy to come out to patrol the sea, and secretly fornicated with Jiannu, Mao Jue's temper couldn't help it, he stretched out his hand to pull out his gun, turned around and wanted to go down, but he didn't expect Wen Meng to pull his sleeve violently and press him back.

"Young master, only dogs that don't bark will bite! Now it's on the territory of the surname Pang, and he is carrying us head-on, let's see it first, go back and pretend not to know, Lao Wen will help you take this guy when the time comes! ”

Looking back, Mao Jue is really a little **, in my impression, Wen Meng is a bad gambler, rude, big chest and brainless guy full of muscles, but just now, in his gloomy moves, he saw a gloomy snake like a poisonous snake.

The turmoil in Liaodong has not been solved for ten years, and millions of people have died.

Patience, Mao Jue then lowered his body, followed and watched, and shouted for about ten minutes, the huge sea and the head of the Jurchens on the opposite side hugged each other, and then some of the black cargo boxes on the Cangshan boat were moved down by the people of the huge sea, and the other Jurchen also moved bundles of animal skins, deer antlers, and a few big boxes I don't know what they are, especially this guy is extremely precious and handed him a small box.

The two finished saying goodbye again, and the Jurchens directly carried a dozen large boxes onto the boat, as if satisfied, and those Pang Baihu's men also carried animal skins and deer antlers, and moved along the beach to the other end of Xiaoludao where they were anchored.

After glancing at each other, Mao Jue and Wen Meng quietly retreated from the top of the mountain, and returned to the thatched house of the Ming army's simple camp at the other end of the island.

"Lao Wen, call all your people up, tomorrow morning, I will find an excuse to let Huge Hai come to me, find an opportunity, and you will take him down to Lao Tzu!"

There was no sleepiness at all, sitting on the thatched bed, wiping the gun on the one hand, Mao Jue was still muttering gloomily, his identity is very delicate, Mao Wenlong's only son, now he is very suspicious that the huge sea suddenly asked him out to patrol the sea, if he falls into the hands of the Jurchens, the Dongjiang River will be in chaos, and with Mao Wenlong's character, it is estimated that it is unlikely to give in to save him.

Mao Jue himself is even more, don't look at him as afraid of death, if he is a slave to those elder brothers, shave an ugly money rat tail, and kowtow step by step, it is really better to kill him.

However, listening to Mao Jue's angry words, squatting at the door, Wen Meng didn't pick up the stubble at the first time, pinched the beard on his chin and hesitated, but shook his head.

"Young master, this matter is not in a hurry, his surname Pang may not dare to be unfavorable to you, after all, his family is all in Phi Dao, the young master has three long and two short, the master is the first to spare his whole family, this is his surname Pang's territory, we are few and easy to suffer, the young master pretended that nothing happened in the past two days, deal with him first, and wait back to Phi Dao, there are ways to deal with him!"

"But what if this guy is not good for us?"

"Tomorrow the young master will come to him, and he will say that he is tired of playing and wants to go back to Phi Dao, if he refuses, then there is a ghost in his heart, and our brothers will take him, and when the group of dragons has no leader, he can also coerce his crops, if he agrees, he will not make any extraneous branches, what do you think?"

This head was discussing, but there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and then the oldest old guy among Mao Jue's eleven personal soldiers, the bad old man who called him immortal, pushed the door in.

"Master Wen, Master Qian, the surname Pang is here, and he is walking up the mountain?"

Don't look at this dry and thin old man who is inconspicuous in his early sixties, but he is an old Liao army, and he has participated in the Wanli Korean War and fought against Little Japan, even at this age, he is still the best scout and cold gunner in the army, listening to his words, Mao Jue immediately tightened his nerves.

"How many are he?"

"Master Hui Qian, he is the only one, carrying a box, and the rest of those guys are loading boats on the beach, and none of them are coming."

What's going on?

Mao Jue was really a little confused, and after glancing at Wen Meng, he suddenly waved his slap: "You go back to the house and stay, just don't know, listen to Lao Tzu's instructions!" ”

"Listen to your old man!"

The old fellow agreed, turned and went out again.

…………

I had just lit the oil lamp, and now I was blowing a little bit to cover it, so I deliberately lit it there, and about seven or eight minutes, there was a hoarse voice from outside the door, and I knocked on the door gently, and the thing still asked in a flattering tone.

"Master Qian, the small huge sea, have you slept?"

"I didn't sleep, come in!"

The whole world is playing poker, but I don't know that playing cards were invented from China, since Marco Polo Xingxing, there is gradually a Western poker, at this time Mao Jue and Wen Meng are there to play the ancestors of playing cards, Ye Zixi.

Although it is pretending, this Wen Meng is really an old gambler, he actually won Mao Jue three times in eight minutes, and this time he let him cut it almost, the main owner came, Mao Jue lazily threw down the card, turned to the huge sea, and asked weakly.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't you give an explanation to the master a few days ago? Today, the explanation is here! ”

With a smile on his face, the huge sea placed the box he had just gotten from the Jurchens on the thatched bed like a treasure and opened it. was really afraid that a puff of poisonous smoke would come out like in a martial arts movie, Mao Jue hurriedly dodged back, but in the next second, his eyes were as straight as ecstasy.

There is really no more ecstasy than this, a box of twenty or thirty East pearls, emitting colorful brilliance under the illumination of oil lamps, these pearls are collected from the cold water pearls in the Yalu River in Heilongjiang, the major bodies are round, dazzling, it is the treasure of the Qing Dynasty, only the emperor and empress status of the pearl and the top belt of the minister can be worn, and the civilians steal one is a capital crime, which can be seen to be precious.

Even in later generations, Mao Jue has never seen such a big and plump Dongzhu, if you want to measure it by Grandpa Mao, I don't know if it is hundreds of thousands or millions.

It is said not to be tempted by money, but Mao Jue is also an ordinary person, in front of such treasures, his eyes were straight for a long time, and then he pulled out his eyes with great difficulty, turned his head to look at the smiling face of the huge sea, and it was not easy for him to put his face down and asked gloomily.

"Where did you get this?"

The voice was also lowered a little, and the huge sea pointed to the west unabashedly.

"Exchanged with Jiannu! Just now, they were red flag that Niu Lu of the head of the Yalu River really left! ”

This huge sea is too frank, but it makes Mao Jue a little overwhelmed, his face is cloudy for a few seconds, he glanced at Wen Meng, he couldn't help but ask in shock just now.

"What the hell do you mean by that! Also, you actually fornicated with Jiannu! Didn't you know that it was a capital offense? ”

"Master Qian just went to sea with Shen Rong's fleet, don't you know?"

This huge sea is also full of surprise.

…………

There is a gray area of the Ming army with the explanation of the huge sea, revealed in front of Mao Jue's eyes, he thought that the heinous crime of fornicating with the enemy country, in this Dongjiang Town, is actually just an unspoken rule, not only Dongjiang, even Liaodong Town is similar, there are powerful generals under his hands, while fighting life and death with Houjin, while secretly doing business with them, making a fortune.

Although the war caused unprecedented disasters, it also turned Liaodi's specialties into strange goods, as big as his old son Mao Wenlong, as small as the Pang Zongqi in front of him, and even many generals in Liaozhen, all of whom were pulling food to obtain benefits.

The contradiction between Liaodong and Dongjiang is not only Yuan Chonghuan's intention to control the entire Northeast Occupation, but also the entanglement of interests between the two sides.

"Shen Baihu ran to Tieshan to Hamgyong Road, North Korea, he made a fortune here, poured the silk and tea from Shandong to North Korea, and also sold cloth to those military generals who built slaves near Tieshan, Li Baihu and Zhao Baihu ran to Shandong, and the boats coming from there had to give them a beat, so they were so rich that they were so rich, where are these hundred households like us in the west, they are all crying haha, the grain of that bit of real estate is not enough for half a year, if it is not for doing some small business with these Tartars, the village will definitely starve to death."

With a bitter stomach, after counting for most of the day, Da Dahai didn't forget to give Shen Baihu some eye medicine, his mouth was crooked, and he was indignant and sarcastic: "If you want to say that this Shen Baihu is not worth a thousand taels of silver, there are always hundreds of taels, he ran a boat, and he didn't give you a share of profits, it's really stingy!" ”

The huge sea was filled with righteous indignation there, as if it was really not worth it for Mao Jue, and the fat goldfish eyes were rolled up, but Mao Jue and Wen Meng were stunned to hear it, looking at each other with a smile, they still felt that they had caught some big case, but they didn't expect it to be such a convention.

After a while, Wen Meng slammed the playing cards under the bed and snorted angrily.

"It's all fucking crooked bowels!"

"We can't help it!"

After all, he is also a second-generation soldier, Wen Meng's sullen and huge sea is heard, no one wants to fight with the enemy of life and death while shedding blood, while making transactions, sighing deeply, the huge sea's treacherous face for the first time showed a little true nostalgia.

"At that time, our home was next to Shenyang, Zhongwei Institute, although we worked hard every day, but our land was fertile, in autumn, the red sorghum all over the ground was blown by the wind, and the beauty was mentioned, at that time, our Lao Pang went to find the red plum in the neighboring village, and drilled the sorghum field together, at that time, even his mother's air was fragrant, which is like now, a fishy smell, not fucking with these slaves to do something, people can't live......"

This is the fate of the Liaodong people in this era, and it is also provoked by nostalgia, Wen Meng also sighed, for a while, the atmosphere in the thatched house was heavy, but it made Mao Jue feel depressed.

"Everything, it's going to be fine!"