"Why can't I control my mouth!"

Mao Mansion Xiaolou, Mao Jue couldn't help but slap himself, but after hesitating, he still lightly fell on his big face, after all, who can't get along with, can't he get along with himself?

It's no wonder he muttered, one sentence is estimated to offend Yuan Chonghuan, who is Yuan Manzi? The Governor of Liaodong is equal to the commander-in-chief of the Liaodong Military Region, the governor and the political commissar, but he boasted to the emperor that he could level Liao in five years! But if you talk about it yourself, you may think about it for ten or eight years, doesn't this kill him? Moreover, political disagreement is the most common fuse that leads to the bloodshed of Ming officialdom!

In the previous dynasties, when Emperor Jiajing, a small emperor should be called a big etiquette dispute for more than 30 years, and the Wanli Emperor and his courtiers competed for the crown prince, and wanted to decide which son inherited his own 1 acre and 3 points of land.

Now that he Mao Jue, a battalion-level cadre, has openly disagreed with the commander-in-chief of the Liaodong Military Region, he still sings it in person, does he have good fruit to eat?

In the next few days, Yuan Chonghuan ignored him, concentrated on patrolling around Phi Dao, and went to Iron Mountain.

However, compared to the sad face of his main general, Wen Meng, Dang Hai, He Siyong, and Wen Shao, these fox friends and dog friends are quite heartless, especially Wen Meng, who poured light wine on a plate and took a sip of it, grinned, raised his mustache, and said with an ugly smile.

"Young master, don't worry too much, anyway, Yuan Manzi will leave early tomorrow morning, no matter how awesome he is, his hand can't reach out to the one acre and three points of land on our Phi Island, the sky is falling and our Mao Dashuai is on top, I'm afraid that he will have a hammer, fourth, do you say?"

He Siyong was also squeaking and biting broad beans next to him, and as soon as he said this, this guy's face showed a burst of excitement.

"Don't talk about this, our young master's southern goods are estimated to arrive in another month, in the past, the southern goods business was monopolized by the surnamed Shen, this time you can't let him cut the ready-made, Lao Pang, is your relationship with Jiannu reliable or not? Just wait for you to contact the master, let's go to Liaodong! ”

Qian had promised to exchange all the money from the sale of mirrors for southern goods, and bring them back to Phi Island.

Moreover, this time Mao Jue also asked for a few life-saving things by name, this time Yuan Manzi was sent away and there was no famous incident of killing the island marshal in history, Mao Wenlong did not die, he would have a good life, mentioning this, Mao Jue's expression couldn't help but be a lot excited.

"The goods are secondary, we are not short of money now, Lao Pang, do you have any connections in Tieshan? I'd like to get some ground over there, as much as possible! ”

"Iron Mountain?"

Stunned, the huge sea quickly shook his round but treacherous head.

"Master Qian, that place is not far from Yizhou, and on the opposite side is Jiannu, which may come over at any time, what do you want that place to do?"

"You don't care about that! Help me get the land, there is no shortage of silver! ”

"Go back and talk to Shen Rong, he is familiar there!"

As he was talking, a sweet voice suddenly came.

"Young master, the wine is here!"

It is said that love can nourish women the most, plain clothes are now more and more watery, and the cooked rice is getting more and more delicious, this girl is in the arms of paddy field clothes, and she is still struggling to hold a big jar, as soon as she gets closer, a scent of osmanthus flowers comes to her nose, and immediately throws aside the clear Japanese light wine like water, and Wen Meng's saliva squeezes over.

"Osmanthus thick wine! Hurry up and give me a bowl! ”

It's a pity that the gentleness of Suyi is not something that everyone can enjoy, the hot apricot eyes glared, and slapped the claws back, and Shouyi, who was protecting the jar, shouted justifiably.

"Fuck off! This is buried by the young master last year, and you have your share! Young master taste, the best osmanthus stuffed! ”

Not only Wen Meng, but also a few people in the sea looked through the autumn water and sniffed, and a bowl of fragrant, viscous and rich wine was poured into Mao Jue's bowl.

Being stared at by such a group of wine insects, Mao Jue's scalp is numb, and these days when he mentions his nerves and stares at Yuan Chonghuan, they can be regarded as having worked hard, tonight Yuan Chonghuan lives in the military camp, Mao Wenlong lives in the Governor's Mansion, no matter how it is estimated that there is no danger, shaking the wine bowl Mao Jue simply tilted his head to Su Yi.

"Everyone has worked hard lately, today is to treat everyone, girl, let them taste it too!"

"Young Master Xie!"

Without waiting for Su Yi to express his position, Wen Meng impatiently walked the jar in Su Yi's arms, and more than a dozen personal soldiers rushed up, and the huge sea also wanted to join in the fun, but was pushed outside by He Siyong with his fat face, seeing this scene, Su Yi's beautiful little face couldn't help but pout.

"A bunch of dead ghosts! Thanks to the young master's speech, it's cheap for you! ”

…………

This osmanthus is thick and fragrant, but I didn't expect it to be a lot of stamina, and the mood was a little relaxed, Mao Jue couldn't help but drink a few more bowls, and then fell on the bed in a daze, so that the plain clothes who were wearing pajamas and belly pockets were full of resentment.

This sleep was until the sun rose the next day, and the octopus lay on the side of the bed, a coo, a chirp, Mao Jue fell to the ground, and the cold woke up so frightened that this thing jumped up smartly, opened his mouth and shouted in his dreams.

"Yuan Manzi has been killed!"

"Where did you come from?"

Holding a glass of water, Su Yi walked up the small building intimately, and said with a strange mouth, looking at her familiar and slender figure, Mao Jue could be regarded as coming back to her soul, taking the water and pouring her head down, so that the thirsty throat was moistened, and then she comfortably exhaled turbidity.

"Suyi, what time is it!"

"It's almost noon! The lord and his relatives left a long time ago to see that you slept soundly, and the lord was happy and didn't let me call you. ”

"Puff~"

…………

"Fuck me out!"

People are really forced out, Mao Jue, who can't ride a horse, also smoked a horse whip and flew up eighteen times without a teacher, and worshiped this is the day to send Yuan Chonghuan, the plague god, away, but the last trembling but he didn't catch up, Mao Jue really wanted to give himself two slaps.

Followed closely, carrying the specially built fire gun ordered by Mao Jue behind his back, Wen Meng, and the huge sea were also panting with the horses, Wen Meng knew the inside story, Mao Jue ran with him, and he also hurriedly persuaded Mao Jue in his ear.

"Young master, huh, it's been okay for so many days This is Phi Island, one acre and three points of land in our Dongjiang Town, in the end, the master is to say goodbye to Inspector Yuan, under the heavy military maintenance, forgive him for not being able to do anything out of the ordinary, don't run away!"

"No, I have to watch Yuan Manzi leave Phi Dao with my own eyes!"

After so many days, Mao Jue really felt that he was making a bit of a fuss, Yuan Chonghuan was just one or two hundred personal soldiers, hundreds of guards, and there were Dongjiang town guards everywhere on Phi Island, he wanted to kill Mao Wenlong, it was really difficult, but in history, Mao Wenlong also didn't believe that Yuan Chonghuan dared to kill him, but it was in his old nest Dongjiang, Yuan Chonghuan's poisonous hand, so if he didn't watch this plague god leave, Mao Jue would not rest assured no matter what!

Shouting so loudly and rushing to the west camp, surprisingly, the soldiers guarding the door are scarce a lot, and the camps along the way are extremely empty, and when he saw Mao Jue's heart, he couldn't help but mention it.

Military port!

Those flags are still there, but the soldiers and horses of the guards are gone, and there is the magnificent Dongjiang Town fleet anchored in the port, and I don't know where it went, just when Mao Jue looked at the stunned kung fu, a familiar cheap smile came from behind.

"Hahaha, brother, you're late to come out today! When you leave, Inspector Yuan still misses you! It's a pity you didn't see it! ”

Still with that beard and helmet a little crooked, Mao Youde was leisurely wandering around the port with a wine burp and looking at Mao Jue's figure, waving his hand and muttering when he was far away.

But before the words fell, Mao Jue had already rushed to him like a rabbit and grabbed him by the collar violently.

"Dude! What about the ship? What about Yuan Manzi? Where's my dad? ”

Mao Youde, who asked the three questions in a hurry, was straight and burped, and he replied vaguely.

"When Inspector Yuan left, he wanted to review the sailor of our Dongjiang Town, so he should see him off, Mao Shuai ordered the sailor to go to sea, and now it is estimated that he is almost in Shuangyu!"

Mao Jue almost didn't squirt out, it's a bad dish!

When he didn't send Yuan Chonghuan, he was unwilling to be virtuous and persuaded with a smile.

"Little brother, don't worry, Inspector Yuan is still thinking about you when he leaves! It is estimated that there will be a promotion when I go back, and when the time comes, don't forget my brother! Uh...... man, what's this for? ”

The collar of the clothes was pulled up by Mao Jue again, Mao Youde was a little surprised, and shouted in displeasure, but at this time Mao Jue's eyes had become red, and he pulled his collar and shouted loudly.

"Phi Dao is already in a big disaster, I don't want to be transferred to Shandong to be cannon fodder, and I will be looked down upon, so I will immediately gather your ship and go to sea with me!"

"Uh...... brother, are you alright?"

"I'll explain to you when I get on the boat, 100,000 are urgent, life and death!"

Mao Jue had never done anything uncertain, and looking at his panicked, serious and serious appearance, the balance of fate swung here, and after only a second of hesitation, Mao Youde nodded heavily.

"I'll go gather my subordinates, call the third brother, and the younger brother will be here for a while!"

Listening to his loud shouting, Mao Jue and others were like ants on a hot pot, continuously circling in circles, Wen Meng and others wanted to open their mouths to persuade, but they didn't know where to persuade, this kung fu, Mao Jue suddenly slapped his head again, and then grabbed the reins of the war horse, turned over and roared on the horse.

"Lao Wen and Lao Tzu go, go back to the house, and the rest of the people will not leave without my order! Walk! Drive!"

The horse's hooves sprayed smoke and dust from the ground, and in the surprised eyes of the pro-soldier guard and Mao Youde, the two war horses disappeared......