Mao Gou's heart is like 10,000 Thai days in the air every day.

The left side of his face was swollen by a slap, which is not the most important thing, in the blurred bronze mirror, a pimple turban, with long hair, and a face that has not grown up is reflected like an eye, how is it not his old face full of pimples.

Although Mao Gou once made a wish with God, as long as he let himself regrow a little white face that his younger sister liked, he would give him anything, but he didn't expect God to take it seriously!

And what made him confused was more than that, the place where he lived was like the girl's show building, there were two floors, standing on the upper floor of the second floor and looking down, a rather prosperous and busy island came into view.

The small building is located on a hill in the center of the northeast corner of the island, there is a slightly smaller wooden fortress in the southeast, among the lush meadows and trees, a large group of Liao horses eat grass comfortably, this city is still a quite prosperous port next to the sea, the dense kind of ancient sailing ships are towering and straight straight sails stand like a forest, near the city, there are several large military camps, the kind of soldiers who carry muskets, but are wearing the kind of cotton armor and trumpet uniforms on TV, wandering around.

A large banner with bright characters and Mao characters was blown in the city by the strong wind, and in the sunset, a kind of beauty and grandeur pierced people's hearts.

Mao Gou really hoped that he was caught in the Black Scenic Area, but he knew clearly that the coastal city where he was located did not have any tourist attractions of this scale, and even if there was such a large tourism company, there would be no tourists for Mao, not to mention, what the hell is going on with his face, this body that has lost one size but is a head taller?

"Young Master, it's time to eat!"

When Mao Gou was two years old, the sweet voice sounded from downstairs, and a little girl wearing paddy field clothes, combing two pimples left and right, and looking quite sweet and lovely, climbed up with a food box and struggled to climb up.

"I don't have the heart to eat, and besides, who are you?"

"Young master, you really don't even know your servant anymore! The maid is your roommate's plain clothes! The name of the servant is still yours! ”

The face of the small melon seed was full of surprise, and the little girl was stunned and covered her mouth a little timidly.

"Young Master, eat a little! I'm going to study with Mr. Zhao in a while! ”

Seeing that Mao Gou didn't squeak, he was sitting cross-legged again, sitting at the window, Su Yi simply took out all the food on the plate and placed it on the table next to Mao Gou.

Don't get along with yourself, a plate of fish, a clam water slide egg, and a bowl of fragrant rice, it's too hot at noon, go to the sea to swim without eating, it's evening, my stomach grunted twice, and when I turned around, Mao Gou unceremoniously shook off his cheeks, and gobbled up the rice in his mouth.

Seeing Mao Gou eating well, Su Yi's happy little face also showed a smile.

Two bowls of rice were made in five minutes, a pot of watery eggs, half of the fish was eaten, and he burped, Mao Gou just wanted to take the third bowl of rice, and suddenly found that the big eyes of the plain clothes next to him were also staring directly at a few dishes, and his delicate throat secretly swallowed a few saliva.

"Sit down and eat together?"

"Huh? Master, you eat, the servant can't eat with you! ”

It's really a terrible feudal era, Mao Gou said a word, this girl was immediately frightened and lowered her head, twisted her hands together, and quickly shook her head timidly.

didn't expect a sentence to scare this chick like this, Mao Gou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then slapped the table: "Lao Tzu asked you to sit down, you just sat down, where is so much nonsense!" ”

"Ahh Yes, the servant obeys! ”

O evil feudal society! If it was yesterday, Mao Gou didn't say that he had dinner with such a smart girl, even the hammer level of their factory "factory flower" was no play, and now with a word of kung fu, Su Yi sat next to him with a trembling little buttocks, and his little hand was forcibly stuffed into the chopsticks, and he was taken advantage of casually, and he was not caught in the sparse steamed fish that had been picked by Mao Gou.

"Don't you want a bowl of rice?"

Seeing that she was only eating vegetables, he was afraid that she would be salty, so Mao Gou simply stuffed a bowl of rice in a porcelain bowl by himself.

Who knew that at this moment, this chick was frightened again, and she waved her hand again and again to refuse: "Young master, you eat, this is specially purchased from Hangzhou, and the maid has a low status, so she is not worthy of eating this polished rice!" ”

What kind of world is this, rice has become a treasure? Taking a sip of tea, Mao Gou asked impatiently.

"By the way, tell me, what is the era name now, I'm here, where the hell is this? And what does my dad do? ”

There is a Ming character hanging on the city wall outside, it should be right to be the Ming Dynasty at this time, but the general surnamed Mao, he really doesn't know which one, and look at the tone of Suyi, it is quite far from Hangzhou, then this should be a port in the north, the Ming Dynasty is said to be the dynasty with the most similar life in later generations, and it is not unacceptable to become a general here.

"Childe is joking?"

The little mouth opened into an O-shape, but thinking that Mao Gou had even forgotten about himself, Su Yi suddenly lowered his head.

"Hui Gongzi, it is now the second year of Chongzhen, this is Phi Island, our master is the governor of Zuodu, the former general of the capture of Dongjiang Town, Mao Wenlong, the chief military officer of Dongjiang Town!"

At the mention of this, Su Yi obviously looked very proud, and the little brain melon was still raised, who knew that the words were not finished yet, but only listened to a poof.

The tea that rinsed his mouth was sprayed all over the ground by Mao Gou, his eyes were straight, he looked at Su Yi in disbelief, his face was full of sorrow, and he asked aggrievedly.

"You said that my son is Mao Wenlong of Dongjiang Town?"

"Young master, it's disrespectful to call the master by his name!"

Timidly distinguished, Su Yi proudly stretched Bai Shengsheng's little hand out of the window and pointed downward.

"Young Master, have you really forgotten? The ancestral hall next to our small building enshrines the sword of Shang Fang given to our lord by His Majesty! ”

It's a pity that even if she was happy and happy, Mao Gou still had straight eyes, and she collapsed on the recliner again.

God really cheated him! The one in a million traversal quota was touched by him, not the prosperous Renxuan Zhizhi, nor the dreamy Wanli Zhongxing, but just rushed to such a war-torn Chongzhen period, and the entire Chinese population lost more than half of the eve of the catastrophe! And it's Phi Island! At the forefront of the confrontation with Hou Jin Jiannu!

That's not all, Mao Wenlong is actually his son! This person can be regarded as a capable person, the originator of guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines in the Ming Dynasty, and he can be regarded as leaving a strong mark in history, but he is a tragic figure, the famous tail of the three heroes of Liaodong, Yuan Chonghuan, was the first to take him to the governor of Liaodong and cut off his head.

In the future, Dongjiang Town fell, Phi Island was slaughtered by the Jurchens, and North Korea fell to Houjin, which is all a later story, I don't know when, Yuan Chonghuan's machete will be cut off on the brain, and if Mao Wenlong kicks his legs and farts, there are eggs under the nest, and he has to follow the kicking legs and braids.

In the morning, he happily waited for a salary increase, and at night he was holding a knife on his neck, the ups and downs of this life were really confusing, Uncle Ge was paralyzed and fell on the recliner, Mao Gou's head was like paste, he rolled his eyes and looked at the sky, he didn't want to say anything for a while, and he didn't want to think about anything.

Troublesome!

"Young master, you still need to study with Mr. Zhao in a while!"

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Suyi's little mouth rang in his ears like a little secretary, but unfortunately, Mao Gou's rolling eyes didn't move.

…………

The trouble is not only these, people do not hurt the tiger, and the tiger has a murderous intention! It was still the study during the day, and the long-bearded old man Mao Wenlong was still gloomy, writing some documents there, and the two tiger-faced generals were missing at this time.

In the midst of a long sigh, a pair of pale hands suddenly emerged from behind him.

It's no wonder that when I saw that scathing and mean woman was favored during the day, people would indeed like men, a cup of hot sesame paste was placed on the table with a fragrant aroma, and then he pinched his shoulders with just the right amount of strength, Mao Wenlong, who was still in a hurry, seemed to relax for a while, closed his eyes comfortably, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"Sir, what's going on these days? You sigh and sigh, you have aged a lot, and you have grown a lot of gray hair! There is no time to accompany the concubine! ”

After massaging for a while, half complaining, Shen gently combed Mao Wenlong's hair with both hands. These words finally made Mao Wenlong open his eyes again and sigh with emotion.

"Yuan Manzi, it's time for Ning Yuan to take office!"

"Yuan Manzi? Isn't it Yuan Chonghuan Yuan of Ningyuan's great victory? ”

During the day, he still crossed his eyebrows and cold trees, but at night he became a pink eyebrow, and his bright eyes revealed a curiosity, and Shen asked curiously: "With this general guarding Liaodong, isn't the master's burden much clearer?" Why sigh? ”

"What do you know?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Mao Wenlong's old face became ugly again, and he knelt down again with disdain, snorting coldly while lifting the pen and studying the ink.

"That Yuan Manzi has a problem with the group of Zi Wenchen in the court, he is so ambitious, so happy, good at talking, hum, he can level Liao in five years, he really dares to brag! This guy is a complete gambler! ”

"He bragged that he didn't want to die, and he had to involve others, before coming, His Majesty had already received the king's ministers, Mangui's Shangfang sword, it seems that this Yuan Manzi is going to collect the full power of Liaodong, my Dongjiang is a big town in Liaodong, since it is the first to bear the brunt, since March, Yuan Manzi has not yet arrived in Ningyuan, he has already made a bunch of small actions on Ben Shuai, a few days ago, he even sent an official document to invite Ben Shuai Ning Yuan to get together, hum, I'm afraid it's not good!"

The woman's careful thinking is really terrifying, and she obviously feels that the words of her man are already full of fatigue and impatience, but this happens to become the Shen family's use, and as soon as the conversation changed, she suddenly turned the topic to Mao Gou again.

"Master, Mr. Zhao came here just now, Jue'er didn't go to school tonight!"

"Oh?"

This question made the tired Mao Wenlong regain his interest and turn his head in surprise.

"Isn't Jue'er every night doing her homework correctly, and she doesn't turn off the lights until late at night? Why don't you go today? ”

"I don't know about the concubine!"

Speaking of this, Shen's eyes revealed a sense of malice and cunning, and his voice seemed to be a little softer.

"But after falling into the water, Jue'er seems to have become very wrong, the sage books he learned on weekdays have been thrown behind his mind, and today he actually did it to the concubine, and he also said such disrespectful words to the handsome, and the two of them are filial piety and etiquette on weekdays, and the concubine is afraid that it will be ......."

After hesitating, Shen Shi said the most important thing behind.

"I'm afraid it's an excuse to vent, deliberately pretending to be stupid, and resentful of the handsome man for sending him back to Hangzhou to guard the old house!"

Unfilial piety was a great sin in ancient times! Zheng Man, who almost became a university scholar, was framed by Wen Tiren because of this, and was innocently sentenced to the most cruel sentence by Emperor Chongzhen, and he had a grudge against his father, which was also one of the great unfilial pieties, enough to be driven out of the family tree!

Sure enough, hearing this, Mao Wenlong's pupils condensed.