In May, Heilongjiang can no longer see the shadow of the bitter cold land in the north, in the fields, the green seedlings are smoking the ears, and the Qingquan River dug by hand on the side is also loud, occasionally the wind blows, the green grass swaying the body, and a burst of vitality seems to be able to pass on to the body.

It's just that this kind of joy is still a little more for the landlord, and in that field, a dozen or so Li Korean untouchable hired workers wearing hats on their heads are bent over, their feet are stepping on the cold water, and the beads of sweat are dripping downward, pulling the weeds that grow in the rice fields one by one, and on the other hand, Xu Dazhuang, the owner of this paddy field, is leisurely looking up at the blue sky.

It's really like a dream, a year ago he was a poor bastard who couldn't eat enough, and he starved to death without knowing when, but then he fled to the outside of the Guan, only a few months, the house was there, the field was also there, and even he was a little luckier than the average homeless person, he was selected into the Dongjiang Railway Army, not to mention the salary of one or two silver and one stone of grain every month.

In addition to the 100 acres allocated by the government, a piece of land has been reclaimed for three years, and the Dongjiang River will recognize that it is yours, just like the Western Act of the United States to develop the western region.

But Heilongjiang is too big, and even in this case, the rate of land reclamation is much slower, every household is stretched thin, and the hired farmers in the market are about to turn into gold. A bachelor like him that no one wants is even more fragrant, and several families with big daughters are vying to recruit him, and if you have nothing to do, you can see the matchmaker wearing red and dangling.

However, people's hearts are rising with the achievement of personal wealth, last year Xu Dazhuang really had a family that could ask him, to be a slave, as long as he can eat enough, marrying a daughter-in-law is not daring to think about anything, but now, into a rich? Are you kidding?

The railroad soldiers are given preferential treatment, and they can give priority to hiring people to farm, and the minimum of 500 catties of rice per mu of land, four to five stones, and one hundred acres is 4670 stones, and three tenths of what is handed over to the Dongjiang River, and then remove the wages paid to the hired workers, and they can still have 200 stones left, even if the Dongjiang rice is cheap, even if they have to hire someone to transport it to Tieshan to sell, there will be more than 100 taels of income.

In a few years, the old Xu family can not become a small landlord like the squire in the county back then, who will still be a son-in-law?

The rice is full, and the head is better, these Li North Korean hired farmers are planting seedlings in the field, and Xu Dazhuang, who is rarely on vacation, is pillowing on the soft ridges, thinking beautifully.

However, life is always like a slutty bitch, and when you are most comfortable, she often prepares a big heel for you to fall! When he was lying drowsy, Xu Dazhuang suddenly jumped up as if he had burned his buttocks, and then his ears stuck to the ground.

In Henan to escape the famine for three years, although he often starved half to death and was as groggy as a dead man, he did teach people a lot, such as listening to the sound and distinguishing the position! Distinguish the ferocious officers and soldiers and the cannibalistic horses in advance, which has allowed Xu Dazhuang to live to this day! Now this ability has become an instinct in his life.

Listening to the vibration in disbelief, he looked up at the south, and after a few stunned moments, Xu Dazhuang hissed and slapped the Li Korean hired man who was working in the field!

"Run! Back to the village! Run!"

Although these guys were hired hands, they were also walking silver, and they grabbed the most edge one and pushed it into the village, Xu Dazhuang jumped into the paddy field like a loach, and under his shouting, the farmers who were working in the fields also gathered in amazement.

After all, it was a war era, and before Xu Dazhuang could explain, in the clear sky in the south of the sky, a puff of black smoke was already steaming up like a devil's teeth and claws, which was an early warning signal that the Dongjiang border would not accept veterans at night.

Mao Jue dared to scatter more than 700,000 people on the defenseless Sanjiang Plain of Heilongjiang, which naturally had its reliance, he was the Yuan Chonghuan's step-by-step policy to the extreme, every Tunmin village, the houses were not repaired, the bunkers a few meters high had to be built first, and the village's grain storage must be stored in the bunkers.

And compared to Yuan Chonghuan, Mao Jue's step-by-step camp can be called the nouveau riche version of step-by-step camp, a small village fort, the top box is opened, it is filled with the smell of oil, and the brand-new flintlock pistol wrapped in straw lies there quietly one by one, the roof above the head, there are a few polished oily cannons covered under the cannon clothing, all the immigrants are all incorporated into the military households, and each tunzi has a retired veteran of the Dongjiang River to serve as the village leader of the hundred households, even women have to learn to shoot.

The railway soldiers are even more semi-militarized, Xu Dazhuang, who came back from vacation, is very familiar with grabbing a flintlock pistol, and immediately rushed to the top of the pillbox more than five meters high.

"These brutes!"

The people who came were all cavalrymen, and the equipment did not seem to be excellent, and they were all wearing tattered leather robes, which were supposed to be Mongolian cavalry, but there were quite a few of them, and they were densely packed with a large lump, and when they arrived at the edge of the village, they did something enough to make the peasants crazy.

Drive the war horse to eat the newly grown seedlings!

That's the hope of the peasants, on the fortress, a large group of people are angry and scolding, the two veterans simply opened the cannon jacket, pushed the black cannon muzzle to the wall, damn it, let you eat! Lao Tzu wants to fertilize the field with your blood!

But in this village, a forty-year-old veteran who has gone through many battles in this border village, a forty-year-old veteran who has experienced many battles, calmly smashed the grease in the jar into the brazier at the top of the pillbox, and threw the torch into it.

In time, with the urgent military information, a puff of black smoke rose into the sky, and the news of the entry of the Mongolian cavalry was transmitted to the next station.

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Wakoku, Kyoto, Nijo River Castle Toyotomi Imperial Palace, Golden Hall.

This place is very lively, the warriors of the East and West who are fighting to the death actually sit under the same roof and drink happily, the whole banquet is staggered, and the smell of wine is rich.

As the Ming people entered the upper class of the Japanese kingdom more and more, the extravagant eating habits of the Ming people also affected the simple and accustomed samurai, this banquet was more extravagant than the previous hundreds of years of banquets, the sea fish brought by the fast horse from the sea were still jumping, and they were untied by the chef's quick knife, and the fresh fish meat dripping with lemon juice was covered on the rice ball, and was served to the table without interruption in the drool, and the samurai's delicacies and noodles were completely upgraded, and they were boiled in the old braised soup that had been refined for several hours, and the noodles were golden like gold.

Although the country is still barren, but the appearance of canned food with high temperature sterilization and cold shrinkage vacuum, so that many mainland specialties also appear here, and the dishes and soup fill the small table, or that sentence, the daimyo from the samurai family is not necessarily so cultured, a few cups of yellow soup are in the stomach, and the daimyo who can't wait to strangle each other is also very brotherly hooked shoulder to shoulder, singing the song of friendship.

However, in the entire huge golden hall, the only place that is deserted is probably only the high heavenly position. Dressed in a wide bright yellow robe, the flying phoenix with solemn hair hovered up, with a yellow flower on her forehead and a mysterious veil on her face, sat in front of the case like a seventeen-year-old girl, the little emperor mud bodhisattva.

She is really like a mud bodhisattva, not only does she symbolically accept the Tokugawa iemitsu after kneeling, but she can't even move her whole body, if you get close, you can vaguely see two strands of rope twisted together from the sides of the young emperor's immature little breasts, and after the slender arms are missed, they are finally gathered on her back, and a pair of small fists are hung high behind her back.

There was also a rope around her slender neck and locked downward, and the little emperor's slender jade legs were locked by the rope under the yellow robe, and they could only be coiled together, unable to move at all.

The small mouth hidden under the veil was stuffed with hemp walnuts, the toxins of the green walnuts made the tongue numb, and the palatial yellow robe was restrained like a female prisoner, and the blush on the face because of anger was not covered by even the best Jiangnan gouache.

The scene of the end of the world that Confucius said, on the following grams, the etiquette collapsed and the happiness was said to be the scene in front of you!

But it was really as Mao Jue expected, Toyotomi Matsumaru put the pigeons of Mao Jue's two powerful ministers, and the little emperor was really not so honest, he was invited to preside over the banquet, but Ming Zheng hid in the palace on Songfeng Mountain, just playing the piano, no matter whether the royal family or the Toyotomi family came to invite, they were unmoved.

The last person to be invited was Dongjiang Shen Rui, and Mao Jue's order was to tie it up! How Shen Rui, a military man, executes his orders, can be imagined.

But in this way, the relationship between the Togae Powerful Minister and the head of the Toyotomi family and the emperor may also have dropped to the freezing point.

The human heart is insufficient!

To tell the truth, before Mao Jue arrived, the royal family, known as the first line of the world, was quite miserable, the palace was not repaired all the year round, the royal family members even shivered in winter, the prince had no money to marry, most of them could only be monks, and the princess also had no money to marry, as for the remnants of the Toyotomi family, I didn't meet Mao Jue, I thought that their orphans and widows were still hiding like Wangjing mice, Mao Jue supported their current scenery, the income of the Kyoto royal family reached hundreds of times before, the little emperor's wardrobe was full of jewelry, and Kunimatsumaru also stood majestically in front of the stage, In the end, they hated themselves so much that they couldn't wait to grit their teeth.

Holding the wine glass, but just saw Ming Zheng's apricot eyes staring at him hatefully, Mao Jue shook his head in distress.

This kind of situation is very unfavorable to Dongjiang!

Just as Mao Jue was thinking, two royal families with their hair tied and wearing bright yellow court clothes walked over respectfully with wine glasses, and bowed one of them.

"I've seen the Great Commissioner!"

"Oh! Changlong Palace, Mao Jue is polite here! ”

This three-bearded, slender-faced old man is not ordinary, the only brother of the Houshui Emperor who has not become a monk, which is equivalent to the Zongzheng of the Ming Dynasty, but according to the Zongzheng of the Ming royal family, the real power of this old guy in the imperial family of the Japanese Kingdom is very big, although it is not worth mentioning in front of Mao Jue's absolute military power, but the most mature Bichi politician, Mao Jue will not easily offend anyone, like Guan Yu, how can I marry a tiger girl and pretend to be a dog, he does not learn at all.

To be able to get this powerful person, who can eat openly in the Ming Dynasty, can still be courteous in front of this Changlong Palace is obviously very face-saving, he is full of excitement, and he bowed again, and patted the shoulder of the young man next to him.

"Da Xian, this is the Goose Yellow Palace, when His Majesty's younger brother today should enter the Inner Palace Mansion this year, please take care of it!"

Brother of the Emperor!

Looking at the royal child whose face was so red with excitement that Mao Jue's eyes couldn't help but fluctuate............

(End of chapter)