obviously didn't eat Mao Jue's set, the old guy snorted, and slapped the military merit book on Mao Jue's head.

"There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great! You are the only seedling of our Mao family, if you have three long and two short, how will Lao Tzu face the ancestors of the Mao family after Jiuquan! You brute! ”

He really stood up angrily, paced a few steps, and the old guy pressed his hands on the table again, looked at Mao Jue with straight eyes, and saw Mao Jue's heart hair that had shrunk his neck when he was smashed.

"No, I have to settle a family affair for you early! You're done playing, so you can leave a grandson for Lao Tzu! ”

This operation was indeed not authorized by Mao Wenlong, even if it was a good thing, Mao Jue was ready to be scolded, but he didn't expect Mao Wenlong to actually get involved in this, which suddenly made him feel a little dumbfounded.

"Dad, the child is still young, besides, plain clothes are very good!"

"Bullshit, when your uncle was sixteen years old, he already had your lobby brother! Moreover, now Wu'er is the Liaodong Twin Star hand-picked by the Holy Lord! Suyi's girl is good, but her status is too low, it's okay to be a concubine, it's definitely not okay to be a wife, my son will lose face, how can she be the daughter of the Zhang family in Xinzhou or the Jingshi family! ”

In fact, Mao Wenlong has no face to criticize Mao Jue in this regard, after all, he himself got married in his thirties, and married Mrs. Zhang is the daughter of the Zhang family in Shanxi, and the granddaughter of Zhang Siwei, but Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu, he is not ashamed of his old man, and Mao Jue only listens.

Fortunately, there are some things that can change the topic, the old guy began to think about which family to hire and ask for marriage with his hands behind his back, Mao Jue quickly looked stupid, and deliberately raised his voice a few tones.

"Father, what hand-picked Liaodong Double Star?"

"Oh? This handed over your kid to good luck, Sun Chengzong Sun organized a counterattack by the army, the son of Wu Xiang, the commander of Liaodong, took the lead in attacking the head of Zunhua City, and cut down the banner of Jiannu, this news was just sent to the front of the emperor, and the news that your kid captured Yizhou City also spread to the Beijing Division, Your Majesty Longyan Dayue, hand-picked you and Wu Sangui as the two generals of the Liaodong Army, your kid is now famous, and everyone in Beijing knows the Liaodong Double Star. ”

"How much silver did Your Majesty reward?"

This Mao Wenlong was still intoxicated there, Mao Jue almost choked him to death in the next sentence, hated iron and steel slapped him on the head, and the old guy shouted with a straight beard: "How did Lao Tzu give birth to such a son of you, there is nothing else in his eyes except silver?" ”

"Raise an army, buy weapons, give out bounties, burn and bury them, don't they all get silver? Who fights without money! Okay, what the father said is very true, it is the child's mistake! ”

A few seconds before Mao Wenlong went crazy, Mao Jue hurriedly made a 180-degree turn in his attitude, and lowered his head sadly, which made Mao Wenlong put down his slap and continued in annoyance.

"Your Majesty has given you the position of deputy chief soldier of Yitie, a hereditary brocade robe, a reward of 1,000 taels of silver, and 10 brocade horses."

"Really Pick ......"

If it was before, a thousand taels of silver, Mao Jue's mouth would have to open his mouth really happy, but this time, he gave more than 1,000 taels of silver to his own soldiers, and the silver that the head of the Jiannu seller pulled from the hands of various generals was also 5,000 taels, and he really couldn't look down on 1,000 taels.

And the deputy general soldier is meaningless, now he is a general who can lead all the way, Tieshan was originally his jurisdiction, as for Yizhou, it is estimated that no one wants to take this hot potato, naturally it is also his, so Emperor Chongzhen's reward, in addition to a thousand taels of silver, is still good-looking, and the rest is really worthless.

But just after muttering in a low voice, seeing Mao Wenlong's ugly face, Mao Jue hurriedly drooped his head again, his eyes turned to the side, as if it was not him who spoke just now, the angry Mao Wenlong was simply happy, stopped beating him, and directly shook his head and returned to his seat.

"This Your Majesty's praise is a good thing, but also a bad thing, Zunhua is located in the Guannei, don't worry about not being able to hold it, but this Yizhou is the gateway to North Korea, and it may face the army of Jianjian at any time, if it is lost, our Dongjiang Town will lose face, and Your Majesty will also blame! It just so happens that you, the bastard boy, are the deputy chief soldier, the West Battalion will give it to you, you can poke this basket, you can circle it yourself! ”

"That, Father!"

"What?"

"Can the child not want the West Battalion, just give the child tens of thousands of taels of military salary!"

Rubbing his hands, Mao Jue was like a profiteer, this time, Mao Wenlong's mouth was simply crooked, and he slapped his son on the head of the son who lost money, and shouted angrily.

"Nope!"

The matter of fixing Mao Jue's family affairs has long been forgotten, and Mao Wenlong is angry and turned around and was about to go out.

Seeing him go, Mao Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if he had just crossed over, Mao Wenlong wanted to set him a family, he would be quite happy, but now, with two high-quality girls in plain clothes and foreign girls, he really can't be interested in fixing relatives, you know, the aesthetic concept of people in this era is too different from that of later generations, Liu Ruyi, known as Qin Huai Bayan, Dong Xiaowan, the portrait is brought to the future generations, anyway, Mao Jue thinks it is not good-looking, in case he is hired back to be ugly, what should he do?

However, while breathing a sigh of relief, Mao Jue hammered his head helplessly, and was concerned by Emperor Chongzhen, this era is not a good thing!

Yang He was imprisoned and died in exile, Chen Qiyu was imprisoned, Sun Chuanting died in Tongguan, Lu Xiangsheng was even more tragic, known as the marshal of the Qinwang Army, with three thousand old and weak soldiers in Jiazhuang and Jiannu's superior forces fought for three days and three nights, and the whole army was annihilated! This is secretly, which is the meaning of Emperor Chongzhen's peace.

In the eyes of his old man, when the time comes, what will suppress the peasant army, enter the king of Beijing Qin, go to the customs outside the customs to work hard, and the dirty work will find you, Mao Jue still wants to stop living for two years, but he doesn't want to die young.

and what double stars are tied with Wu Sangui, a big traitor, he really can't afford to lose that person.

And just now he was also sincere, don't look at the Xidaying, known as the elite of Dongjiang Town, and the combat effectiveness is like that in Mao Jue's opinion, and there are more Mao Youde and Mao Zhongming under his command, some of them have a headache, it is really better to give him tens of thousands of taels of military salary, so that he can raise the pro-corps from 800 to 2,000 people, and it is more useful.

However, Mao Wenlong has decided, and now he is powerless to change anything, so he can only respond with his head down.

At this moment, Mao Wenlong, who had just walked out of the study, actually turned back again, and this time he actually had a bit of a gloating smile on his face.

"By the way, there is also news to tell you that Yuan Chonghuan has been dismissed and imprisoned by His Majesty!"

Mao Wenlong has been in the wind and waves all his life, but the closest to death was almost cut off by Yuan Chonghuan, even if he is at his level, he is still happy to see Yuan Chonghuan in prison.

However, Mao Jue's eyebrows were raised again, and he informed Yuan Chonghuan two months in advance and prepared a month earlier, but his own changes still did not change, and Yuan Chonghuan finally could not escape his fate, and suddenly, Mao Jue was a little confused, could it be that history is really so difficult to change?

The banquet hall in front of is still staggered, this time Mao Jue's battle of Yizhou has become a collective third-class merit, it is estimated that the big guys can get some benefits, a group of generals are also pouring Mao Jue's corn wine to their heart's content, especially Mao Youde and Mao Zhongming, shouting and Liu Xingqi and a few brothers blow on the jar, this soju is different from the rice wine they drink, the alcohol content is higher, half of the jar has not arrived, and the seven people have already started drunk boxing together.

Even if Mao Wenlong is handsome, he and Shen Shikui and Chen Jisheng laughed and shook their wine glasses, but no one paid attention to it, Mao Jue, the protagonist of this banquet, disappeared, and even a few generals who wanted to find him to fight for wine knew that Mao Jue was called away by Mao Wenlong, so he went on some errand.

A candle emits a dim light, still plain clothes in the palm of the lamp, a brush is written crookedly, this time, Mao Jue does not have so many codes to think about, although the words are ugly, but a letter in less than ten minutes, has been written out hard, but the letter is put in the yellow cover from Mao Wenlong, Mao Jue who is holding the letter is hesitant.

Holding this recital in the light sound of a kitten in plain clothes, Mao Jue hesitated for more than 20 minutes, and finally slapped the table ruthlessly.

"Bet!"

Zhenglan Banner Yamen, still brightly lit, criss-crossed, holding arms, in the room, a stiff old man is also pouring a pot of wine, humming a little song to drink himself, enjoying himself.

But just as the little song was humming to a high note, the shadow of the window flickered, and the old guy immediately jumped up like a mountain eagle and roared in a sharp low voice.

"Who?"

"Wenbo, it's me!"

Mao Jue's voice suddenly made the old guy relax, from a mountain eagle to an old man, smiling and closing his sleeves, he bowed his hand to Mao Jue who pushed open the door and sneaked in.

"The young master is not in the hall to accompany the old man to feast and drink, what are you doing here with me, the old man? Oh, the old man forgot, the young master doesn't like to drink, the old man has a high-quality hangover pill here, take a ...... for the young master"

"Wenbo, I'm not drunk!"

Reaching out and grabbing his sleeve, Mao Jue looked back nervously again, and immediately stuffed the yellow leather letter into the old man's hand.

"Wenbo, please do me a favor! Send this excerpt out with your father's excerpt, and don't let your father know! ”

"This ......"

I didn't expect that Mao Jue would actually carry Mao Wenlong on his back, Wen Bo was Mao Wenlong's old soldier, and he was his most trusted housekeeper, and all of a sudden, the old guy's face became suspicious.

"Uncle Wen, I am the young master of the Mao family, naturally I will not do anything that harms the Mao family, please, believe me, can you!"

"Please!"

With a sincere face, Mao Jue grabbed the sleeve of the old man Wen, after all, he was also a member of the Wen family, in a trance, Wen Bo seemed to see Mao Jue when he was a child tugging at his sleeve to play with the scene of the past, in a trance, he nodded subconsciously.

"Young master, hand it over to the old ......"