Pouted Yu Dacheng's face, Mao Jue also gave him a big gift, didn't you come to the front line in person? 210,000 taels of military expenses were paid first! No money? That can't be helped! The soldiers asked me to pay me, and I didn't recruit them! All the Iron Rebels on duty in the city have withdrawn from Cheng, and the more than 46,000 White Lotus Sect fanatics will always look at it by yourself.

Not only that, Mao Jue also did what he said, and on the same day, he collected the signatures of those local tyrants, and sorted out the battle reports in the past few days, not only without mentioning Yu Dacheng, but especially mentioning how comfortable he was in Jinan City, and this battle had nothing to do with him.

He Mao Jue alone has no weight, but with so many local wealthy families, even the Yushitai can't ignore it.

Although if this recital is submitted, it is estimated that Mao Jue's own reputation will definitely become worse, after all, the military attache openly resisted and questioned the civil officials, and the demolition of this civil official will definitely make the civil servants in power in the DPRK and China dislike, and a group of sub-cabinet ministers will definitely have to label him as domineering, vulgar and so on.

But Mao Jue doesn't care, anyway, Jiangnan is arranged in the back by the Wu family and the Song family, who are well-fed and have nothing to do, Mao Jue's reputation is bad enough, and he doesn't care about being worse.

And it's good to be arrogant, it's good to be difficult to control, no supervisor likes that his subordinates have a bad one, the Dongjiang River is still in the extreme north, and the road is thousands of miles, since that's the case, let's transfer Lao Tzu's soldiers less, don't think about him Mao Jue for any to exterminate the peasant army.

The only disadvantage is that the food and salary is estimated to be ranked behind the towns, but can you cough cough and deduct that bit of food, does Mao Jue put it in his eyes?

It really settled down, and with the recovery of Dengzhou City, the bandits and robbers who jumped up and made waves in the local area also began to clamp their tails, either hiding in the crowd and pretending to be good citizens, or simply retreating back to the mountains, and then becoming bandits and water bandits in the reeds.

At this time, the local ruling order of the Laizhou court in Dengzhou has not been re-established, and the maintenance of local stability has fallen on these big clans, and it is exactly the same as in Hangzhou, after the catastrophe, it is the reshuffle of power, dividing the land, plundering the tenants, and being locked up in Dengzhou Those local tyrants are unwilling to be behind!

On July 15, these people were the first to take their leave.

"Thank you to the general for fighting bravely for me in Shandong, quelling this chaos, the general can rest assured, we will definitely speak up righteously, and attach the general's tail!"

"You are righteous, Mao is in mind, he will be useful to Mao in the future, although you also say bluntly, as long as Mao has a certain strength, you will never refuse!"

"Take care!"

"Farewell!"

After hugging each other's fists, a group of local tyrants are happy to run their own things on the road, and they are not on their own road, they give face at Yu Dacheng's banquet, Mao Jue is not stingy, and help them recruit some honest people in charge of the homeless people, send horses and mules, and one person also sent a hundred taels to one thousand taels of coiling, although these guys at both ends of the snake and rat are not cold, but this is the reality, the power network of the Ming Dynasty is woven by them, Liaozhen belongs to Shandong, Mao Jue will still need them sooner or later.

Now that he has gained the favor of the Qi Party, it is more or less beneficial to Mao Jue.

"These guys ......"

Seeing that his family master was still smiling from afar, he seemed to be reluctant, and he had seen how ugly these guys were, Kong Youde was full of disdain, and he held his fists behind him.

"General, we have their handle, why do we give them back the silver, 40,000 taels before and after, the court has not allocated a penny of silver until now, and all the money spent is your inventory, is it worth it?"

"Brother Kong, have you seen our mill? Do you keep pumping a whip in the mill when you ask a donkey to pull the millstone, or do you hang a corn cob on the top of its head? ”

With a meaningful smile on his face, Mao Jue hugged his arms and asked easily, but Kong Youde, who asked, was confused.

"Who has time to watch them? Of course, hang a corn cob and let it run on its own! General, what does this have to do with giving those poor sour silver? ”

Don't understand this? Mao Jue really couldn't associate him with the king of Pingnan, who occupied Guangdong in later generations, survived the rebellion of the three feudatories safely, and died the king of Pingnan who Kangxi gave him an inscription, and the traitor Kong Youde of the Ming Dynasty, and in desperation, Mao Jue simply waved his hand incomprehensibly.

"Forget it, Brother Kong, this is why I can be an iron general, you can only listen to my orders!"

"Alright, don't worry so much, go home!"

Anyway, the Liaozhen troops are not without a precedent for slipping away halfway, the battle of Jingshi in the second year of Chongzhen, Yuan Chonghuan was arrested by Chongzhen inexplicably, Zu Dashou was terrified, and withdrew from the line of fire with more than 30,000 Ning Jin soldiers, and ran to Shanhaiguan in one breath.

What's more, Mao Jue's situation is much better now, the rebellion has been quelled, the people have been killed, Yu Dacheng, who keeps saying that he is the supreme commander of Shandong, is here again, he doesn't pay the army, the army is short of pay and silver, homesickness, Lao Tzu can't afford it, I can't wait for the order of the Ministry of War to go back first, there's nothing wrong, right?

Although he may not be able to wait for the military salary of the imperial court, but the 20,000 or 30,000 taels of silver, Mao Jue really doesn't care, anyway, this time he robbed Wang Hua'an, and the military expenses of more than 500,000 taels were earned, not to mention, there is still money left, and the biggest money earned this time is still in front of him.

Almost all the boats that the Dongjiang River can mobilize, Mao Wenlong sent them to Mao Jue, Dengzhou Outer Port, several ports near Weihaiwei, are about to catch up with the Spring Festival, and the dense crowd of people began to go all the way north on the sea boat, crossing the sea to the strange and familiar Liaodong.

Mao Jue's biggest gain on this trip, I'm afraid is that these hundreds of thousands of Liao people, displaced people, when he just went down to the south of the Yangtze River, Fan Wenju, Zhao Tiezhu helped him immigrate back to about 30,000 people in advance, and the Dengzhou chaos is 1440,000, as for the development of Liaodong Houjin, it is the population, so every time Huang Taiji enters the customs, he has to rob hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people outside the customs, and he is also busy conquering Mongolia, supplementing the Mongolian cavalry to the Houjin army, restricting the development of the Dongjiang River, it is also the population, originally 100,000 people, more than 40,000 troops, The supply is simply to the limit, extremely dependent on the supply support of the Guannei, Yuan Chonghuan ran out of food, and Mao Wenlong also had to compromise.

But now with these immigrants, Mao Jue is sure that all the land in the north of Ping'an Province and Hamgyong Province has been developed in one go, as for the protests of Li's North Korea, he doesn't care at all, anyway, these two provinces actually did not belong to the Li Dynasty at the earliest, during the Yongle period, the Li Dynasty sent troops to exterminate the Jurchen tribe that submitted to the Ming Dynasty, and robbed it, and then the Yongle Emperor pretended to be forced and admitted it casually.

And Mao Jue also thought of a way to prevaricate the Li Dynasty.

Now the immigration has not been completed, at least seventy or eighty thousand people are still waiting for the ship in the port, and not everyone is willing to go to Liaodong, the Liao people have nothing to pick, anyway, they are also homeless here, there is no land and no land, and it is good to go back to Liaodong Mao Jue promised to cultivate for three years, ten acres of land per person, it will not be worse than now, right?

As for some Shandong locals, they are still reluctant to go to Liaodong, after all, it is a battlefield, and they have left their hometowns, died in other places, far away from their ancestral graves, according to the tradition at this time, they are to be lonely ghosts, and it is not to say that the fallen leaves return to the roots.

At this time, Fan Wenju came into play.

When Mao Jue came back, he happened to meet this old Xiucai at the gate of the camp of the displaced people, a group of Shandong refugees with burdens on their backs wanted to leave, and Fan Wenju, who was appointed by Mao Jue as the general manager of the refugees, was saying goodbye.

"Thank you Lord Fan for taking care of me these days, but our ancestors have lived in Shandong for generations, and the ancestral grave has been here for more than 800 years! , I really can't turn my back on the ancestral grave, and follow the adults to the north, and I hope the adults will understand. ”

This is the whole village to escape the famine, led by the village elder, the whole village went to other places to beg for food during the great famine, and then went back when the year was good, who dared to occupy their land and fight back, such a village, the escape experience of escaping the famine, naturally did not want to go to Liaodong.

However, Fan Wenju didn't have any intention of keeping it at all, but took the hands of several old men seriously.

"The general is merciful and does not force people to stay, Zhaojia Village is like this, it is true that he should not deviate from the ancestral tomb."

But as soon as his tone changed, his face changed, he pulled his face very grimly, lowered his voice and whispered.

"But if you still want to escape from the famine, don't go to Jinan, this time the Lu army was disabled by our White Lotus Army, and Shandong was when Ding was arrested, and all the men were arrested to be soldiers, and Ying Tianxing who went to fight Lunan had no military salary, and the women and children in the family had to starve to death!"

"Yes! Be! What Master Fan said is extremely true, the old and decaying province!"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Wenju continued with a solemn face.

"And don't stay in Denglai Road, the battle has just ended here, I got the news from the general, those local tyrants and inferior gentry who were caught by the Holy Sect Army were all released back to their hometowns by the Dog Imperial Court, they came to the local Qing'er, whoever participated in the Holy Sect Army, they all had to take revenge to the death."

"Thank you Lord Fan for reminding me, it's the old and the old people are provincial!"

The old face turned a little whiter, and several village elders nodded again, but before they could digest it, Fan Wenju was there again.

"And don't go to the Qing side, Xiangmazi Liu Laohu's team was defeated and retreated there, you know how poisonous his methods are......"

"Also, don't go ......"

One by one, most of Shandong has become a dangerous death trap, and the old people in the village who listened were stunned, and the young people in the back were even more pale, swallowing saliva, and after a while, the village chief headed by him simply interrupted Fan Wenju and gushed endlessly.

"Master Fan, then you say, where else can you go to Shandong?"

"Texas!"

There really is, Fan Wenju said in high spirits: "It's far away from the battlefield, I haven't been too affected this year, and I can get a little life by relying on the canal, although the life is hard, I won't starve to death!" The Texas area is the safest! ”

But a group of people from Zhaojia Village who listened to these two words almost vomited blood, where is Texas? On the other side of Shandong, in this era of underdeveloped transportation, let them have a village of men, women and children hungry and suffocated, walking back and forth, more difficult than the northeast in later generations, it is difficult to travel to Tibet by bicycle, the little girl can finally carry the bottle pulse on the road, nothing can also collect the red cattle, they, there is no surplus food, less than ten days to starve to death.

But Fan Wenju seemed to be quite happy after speaking, and hugged his fists to say goodbye to them.

"Okay, the explanation that should be explained is over, everyone will not change the green mountains, the green water will flow forever, and then go back!"

Saying that, flicking his sleeves, Fan Wenju actually swaggered back to the camp, as if he didn't know the village behind him, he didn't take two steps before the infighting broke out, the young man and the old man bared their teeth and argued for a long time, and at the moment before Fan Wenju's left foot was about to enter the camp camp, the old captain Zhao suddenly came up from behind sadly, and pleaded there with a smiling face.

"Fan, Master Fan, we decided not to go, follow Mao Shuai to the Dongjiang River, that, promised to take care of food and housing, and cultivate for three years to give us land, does it still count?"

At this time, it was Fan Wenju's turn to become embarrassed, pinching his chin, and shaking his head with an embarrassed face.

"Old Zhao, you say go, I have already divided your share of Zhaojia Village!"

"Huh? How's that good? ”

People are going to starve to death, the ancestral tomb is useless for a thousand years of history, at most it is useless to dig up cultural relics for others, a large group of young people don't want to leave at all, and he can't help it, this old man can't help it, he is full of sorrow, this old man desperately touched it in his arms, and a few dry copper coins went straight to Fan Wenju's arms.

"Master Fan, please be merciful, help us, help us think of a way! Please!"

"Hey! Ay! This is unacceptable! I can't help it!"

With a face full of embarrassment and a long time of postponement, this Fan Wenju finally nodded helplessly.

"Come back with me, and I'll help you find it in the field book!"

"But this time, you have to say that you are leaving, and Fan Mouke will be difficult to behave!"

"Never leave! Never leaving!"

In Fan Wenju's solemn advice, Zhao Laoqi slapped his chest with a snap.

In the chaos, a village followed Fan Wenju and went back.

Standing at the gate of the camp, Mao Jue deliberately stayed for a long time, until Fan Wenju went back, he smiled and walked back, talking to Kong Youde as he walked.

"It's still that these readers have a lot of ideas! Just now, Fan Wenju is very good at being a person, first sending people out, and then pointing out the danger of leaving, so that those homeless people want to come back, and finally have to take care of it, you see, near this gate, there are so many people who want to leave, and if they see that there are so many consequences of leaving, they will also be scared back, and they will all be scared back, killing multiple birds with one stone!"

He is an iron-righteous deputy general who has no right to set up civil officials, but after he goes back, he sends Fan Wenju to Su Fatzi as a deputy, and it is definitely more than enough to grasp the Dongjiang administration, Mao Jue feels that he has picked up a treasure.

But Kong Youde really couldn't listen to praise others, so he was full of disbelief and slammed his bulging belly, and shouted unconvinced.

"General, what is this, give the last general a machete, the last general will stand at the door, the knife will go there, which one dare to go? I still need this poor acid to go up and talk a lot!"

"Don't go, sir! The last will really do! General!"

I really didn't want to talk to him, Mao Jue returned to the port speechlessly, knowing that his family general had instructed that the first to fifth regiments would pull out the camp today, and the Black Pearl and several other fleets that had been away from the Dongjiang River for the longest time had already been fully prepared, and even Suyi had prepared the small baggage.

However, before Mao Jue arrived at his captain's room, his old uncle Shen Guangzuo came to the door again.

"What did you and Shandong Governor Yu Dacheng do again?"

Now I'm really a little afraid of this old guy, Mao Jue hurriedly looked like nothing happened, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"He is a dignified governor of a province, and I am a little lieutenant general, how dare I make any trouble with him?"

"Someone sent a letter to the ship, claiming to be a student, asking to see you!"

A post was bowed in front of Mao Jue, and his eyes were straight.

Now that you're done with the shelves, what's going to be done with this thing?

(End of chapter)