What people are most afraid of is seeing things and thinking about things, almost two years have passed, Hong Chengchou still thinks that the things of the past have faded, but when he sees the old man again, he is still like an abandoned resentful woman, his eyes are red.

In the sedan chair, Mao Jue really made it look decent, a red woman's wedding dress wrapped around the delicate figure, the old face that had been tanned as black as a certain Xiaobao was covered by a layer of white powder, and the long hair coiled up also had a big red flower inserted, but the hatred was so extreme that it turned into ashes and knew you! Hong Chengchou immediately lost his voice and screamed.

"Zhang Ruolin!"

Although she was dressed as a woman who was humiliated by Mao Jue, Mao Jue was so distracted that she wanted to return herself to Hong Chengchou, poor Zhang Ruolin was too lonely and unheard of in the half-orc corps, and he didn't know the form, listening to Hong Chengchou's exclamation, he immediately smiled and hugged his fist.

"I've seen Lord Hong, this official has mastered important military information, please send cavalry to send this official back to Beijing as soon as possible!"

"Humph!"

Sun Chuanting's cold snort made Zhang Ruolin, who had suffered a lot, tremble, and before he could say anything, Sun Chuanting had already slammed the sedan door again and waved his hand again.

"Carry it out!"

There is nothing more difficult in life than waiting for death! can sit and watch the 100,000 army fall apart at your hands, feel the taste of defeat like a mountain, and wait for the god of death to wrap the rope around your neck step by step, it is really worse than death! Because of this resentment, Hong Chengchou has already betrayed once, and his loyalty to Daming, that psychological defense line has naturally been knocked open, and that painful memory has been evoked, and seeing Zhang Ruolin go out, his breath is a little chaotic, Hong Chengchou is a little out of place, and he bumbles a few steps with his hands behind his back, and then he raises his head and goes straight to Sun Chuanting's eyes.

"What do you mean by Inspector Mao?"

"It's not interesting, it's just a gift for Lord Hong! On the ninth day of the ninth month of September, Ma Shaoyu arrived in Shengjing with the holy decree of the king to be canonized, and my family would like Lord Hong to attend! When the time comes, the adults won't be able to see it, and it doesn't hurt to give the balance to the adults!"

Much like the leather box of the underworld trading in later generations, it was opened, and inside was a gold-plated Dongjiang wheel, a short command knife, and a gold badge representing identity neatly embedded in the groove of the wooden box wrapped in gold cloth, and Sun Chuanting put the box on the guest table with an expressionless face.

It's really the same Dongjiang style, don't beep with you! After doing all this, he was a clean fist.

"The words are here, Brother Hong can think about it, and Sun will say goodbye!"

It's really an incompetent lobbyist, in Hong Chengchou's stunned, Sun Chuanting actually turned around and left!

Anger, hesitation, crying and laughing were intertwined, and he sat down on the rosewood circle chair again, Hong Chengchou reached out and took the teacup, poured himself a cup of hot tea for the guests, poured it with his head high, and poured it again, and poured a full cup of hot tea again, and drank three cups of hot tea in a row, and his calm look appeared on Hong Chengchou's dark face again.

After all, he is a mature politician who always thinks about things based on interests and excludes personal likes and dislikes. poured the fourth cup of hot tea in the cup, this time he was full of tasting, pondering, and while tasting, his eyes fell on the things that Mao Jue sent to send.

Reflecting the candle flame, on the gilded gun handle, the lines of the tiger and leopard seem to shake with a strange brilliance, which is extraordinarily dazzling, this time after drinking a cup of tea for more than ten minutes, Hong Chengchou grabbed the revolver and walked out of the flower hall suddenly.

"Lord Hong, are the cavalry ready? You're !!"

Bang ~ Bang Bang ~

said that he was leaving, but in fact, Sun Chuanting was waiting for news outside this courtyard, and after a few gunshots, the corners of his mouth were hooked with a smile of victory, and he immediately looked at Hong Chengchou with a gloomy face, carrying a round thing that was still dripping with liquid and walked out.

"The coronation ceremony of the King of Liao, Hong participated on time! Ma Shaoyu is just a Xiao Gui Cao followed, Hong didn't take it to heart! The old man still has military affairs, and Lord Sun can be busy himself!"

didn't speak, Sun Chuanting just hugged his fists and bowed, watching Hong Chengchou tremble out of the governor's mansion compound with a little excitement, and he immediately rushed to the outside of Jinzhou City with a few entourages without looking back.

In the thick night, the camp outside Jinzhou City suddenly became noisy, and the sleeping soldiers were suddenly picked up by the pro-soldier team, and they were driven to the school field in a daze with sleepy eyes.

Now is the most chaotic time, the movement of the brigade, the frightened Jinzhou City those citizens climbed down from the bed, blocked the door, back against the bolt in order to get a little sense of security, the family was frightened to listen to the movement on the street by the bolt.

More than a dozen personal soldiers held torches to illuminate the road, Xue Dahu personally led the horse in front of him, under the light of the fire, Hong Chengchou, whose clothes were splashed with blood, snorted angrily and turned over and dismounted, and strode up to the general platform, in the stunned eyes of those sergeants, he raised his head high.

"Do you know who this man is?"

"Supervising the military road, Zhang Ruolin, the head of the military department! It was the culprit who forced the army to advance desperately and finally fell into the encirclement of the Qing army!"

"Do you know why Bendok killed him? These bullshit literati want to trap the army a second time after they have harmed the army once, and he wants to transfer our army to the south to fight to the death with millions of thieves! Let's go and die again!"

It is worthy of the old politician who does not shake the lotus with the cheek as the sole of his shoe, a few words of blindness have provoked the anger of the thirty or forty thousand Ming troops in Jinzhou City, and the cruelty of the Songjin War is still vivid, surrounded under Songshan City, cut by the Qing army like wheat cut piece by piece, blood flowing, and the terrifying memory of the head rolling around The sleepiness disappeared to a clean place, and in the chaotic discussion, every Ming army's pupils were ignited with raging anger.

Still want to be cannon fodder? Returning to a grandmother's Da Ming!!

It was also at this moment when the emotions of the crowd were surging to the extreme, Hong Chengchou grasped the reality and threw out the head of Zhang Ruolin, who was not blind, to the sky, and in the blood, he roared out hysterically again.

"Never say yes to !!"

…………

"Never say yes to !!"

The roar of tens of thousands of people shook the heavens and the earth, even if it was heard clearly from a few miles away, before riding a fast horse back to the Dongjiang camp near the Daling River, the roar also happened to come from behind, and Yuan Dabao, who was shocked to come out of the camp to greet him, couldn't help but be shocked, and exclaimed in a lost voice.

"The Liaodong Army is crazy? Do you have to mutiny? ”

easily threw the reins of the horse into his hand, but Sun Chuanting walked to the barracks without looking back.

"Without him! Ben is just an old fellow coming, and he is ready to send someone to take over Jinzhou City! ”

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At the end of August, the Ming army in Jinzhou surrendered to accept the reorganization of the Dongjiang River, on the second day of September, Zu Dashou, who still had a trace of luck and wanted to re-approach the Ming Dynasty, after receiving a letter from Hong Chengchou, he also had to lay down his arms, north to Siberia, south to Ningyuan, west to the grassland, east to the sea, not only Liaodong, the entire Far East is completely under the hands of Mao Jue.

On the sixth day of the ninth month, Ma Shaoyu, who was carrying a canonized messenger, finally returned to Liaodong by boat and went straight to Shengjing City according to the original plan.

It has only been half a month since the capture of Shengjing City, and the traces left by the siege and annihilation battle that night are still clearly visible, no way, even if the efficiency of the Dongjiang River has been thrown off a few streets of Daming, it is still not the miracle of the Chinese efficiency of the era before Mao Jue crossed.

After all, burned houses and collapsed palaces cannot be restored overnight. Especially here is hundreds of kilometers away from the Dongjiang developed territory, for this canonization, even the always pragmatic Mao Jue had to play a face project, was burned by Dolgon a fire to clean up the rubble to make a large square, as for the dilapidated streets, directly with bamboo poles to carry the cloth to cover up.

After some intense preparations, the day of the ninth month of September has finally come.

Early in the morning, the Tieshan Corps in charge of the venue was busy, first planted the banners of the Dongjiang River and Mao Jue near the venue, especially in front of the harem Qinde Hall as the succession palace.

inherited the territory of the Qing Kingdom, but this Qing country name was abolished by Mao Jue, this time and space, there will be no Qing Dynasty in the future!

Below, it is also full of benches, Mao Jue's succession to the throne of Liao is a big day in the Dongjiang River, after receiving a notice, the squires and wealthy families of Tieshan Yizhou all rushed to enter under the guidance of the soldiers.

In recent years, with Mao Jue's vigorous promotion of maritime politics and the encouragement of trade, the wealthy businessmen have become more like bacteria splitting, and the wealthy Dongjiang households who came to cheer began to enter the market at five or six o'clock in the morning, and until more than eight o'clock in the morning, they have not completely entered, and the dense crowd is estimated to be no less than tens of thousands.

This time, Emperor Chongzhen sent the two eunuchs to be canonized, and Zhongyun Li Mingrui arrived in the Shengjing Palace last night.

"There are so many rich people in Dongjiang! Knowing this, why is the court so embarrassed! ”

In the end, it was a eunuch, dumbfounded, Wan Yuan Ji was still thinking about collecting the people's fat and people's ointment, but Li Mingrui's vision was obviously much longer than that of this dead eunuch, and he couldn't help but shake his head heavily.

"I'm in danger!"

Before leaving, Li Mingrui didn't take Mao Jue much in his heart, in his heart, although Mao Jue was strong, he could be strong to the edge of the sky, but Xiang Yu, Ran Min and others, raising 100,000 male soldiers to dominate the world, although invincible! However, if it is strong, it is strong, but it is not the material for governing the country after all, and if you can be strong for a while, you can't escape defeat after all.

But today's scene is completely beyond his imagination! These rich families don't just represent themselves, there are family forces behind each of them, how is the empire formed? Isn't it composed of elite clans like them who form a superstructure, loyal to a unified emperor at the top, and govern the people at the bottom? Mao Jue has enough capital to establish a country!

And with such a skill, will he just be willing to be a Liao king? Li Mingrui's mood became heavy.

Just when the two court angels were full of complexity, in the backyard of the deep palace, the crowd was also busy.

On the dresser, a large pile of rouge gouache is messily placed, or in the large mirror purchased from Dongjiang, a beautiful woman wearing a big red wedding robe keeps aiming at Dai's eyebrows with a small brush, and after the two clouds are towering, it is like a marriage, putting the red paper in her lips and painting her lips red.

After the Dongjiang army occupied Shengjing these days, it did not plunder the palace of the enemy country like the previous dynasties, but only sent troops to handle it, which gave Da Yuer hope, the low status of women, like a property plaything, but this plaything identity has now become her advantage, men are buried with the fall of the empire, women can change the court generously, and vote for a new love, don't you see that after the death of Lin Dan Khan, his Khan concubines and noblewomen were all married back by Huang Taiji and those Manchurian nobles!

Although she became the queen mother and her intention to control the authority of the Qing Dynasty was shattered, it was not impossible to sneak into Mao Jue's harem and make a comeback! Full of confidence, he put a golden phoenix hairpin in his coiled hair, and Bumu Butai was satisfied with his skirt and went out of the palace gate.

It was really as she thought, outside the palace gate, more than 20 Dongjiang soldiers were already waiting there, listening to the loud voice in front of the palace, this woman was gracefully carrying her skirt and saluting.

"Your military masters were sent by the King of Liao to take their concubines with you?"

"Exactly, Ben will ......"

Even if Mao Lance looked at this red beauty, he couldn't help but be stunned, and after a second or two, he stiffly raised his face and replied gloomily.

However, before he could finish his words, Da Yu'er had already interrupted him with a small smile.

"In that case, please lead the way, General!"

It was a little unbelievable to see that this woman actually walked in front of him against the guest, and his group of soldiers became his followers, and he was stunned for two or three seconds, and Mao Lance helplessly hurried to follow behind.

However, Da Yu'er, who was full of confidence, didn't notice that the moment she walked forward, the fear on the faces of the two palace maids in front of her Yongfu Palace had already shook her head with a look of regret.

Walking forward with a group of soldiers, getting closer and closer to the hustle and bustle, Da Yu'er has even begun to think in her heart, will Mao Jue directly include them, the concubines of the Qing Palace, in the palace at the king ceremony, what kind of title will she give her, and how should she deal with it? Is it a reserved performance, or a generous and hot point.

But in her calculations, Mao Lance did not lead her to the whereabouts

(End of chapter)