It's not yet the New Year's Festival, but the Jingshi City has been lively in the past few days, how many years has the imperial court not been a marquis, this is a new Dingbei marquis.

It's just that the welcome of the people of Beijing is too different, located in the root of the imperial city, the heavily guarded Dingbei Hou Mansion, in broad daylight, actually made people throw a lot of yellow dirt at the door of the house, and one by one the imperial history is full of strength to write a book of impeachment, from what martial arts to the heart of the disobedience almost did not say rebellion, there is a breath to overturn the Mao family to the ground, full of slashing posture.

But fortunately, Emperor Chongzhen still has a bit of a brain, or Yang Sichang is still a little brain, since Dongjiang has compromised, he really wants to stimulate Mao Jue to the fire, and put his arm around Huang Taiji's neck to jointly engage in his Ming Empire, it would be stupid.

Zhang Zhifa, who inherited the first auxiliary university scholar, was taken down in less than a year, although the new successor Xue Guoguan did not have any great ability, but he still had the eyesight, and with Yang Sichang, this kind of twist and turn was left in the middle and not sent, and he also instructed Shuntianfu to arrest a few scholars who went to Dingbei Hou Mansion to make trouble.

But what virtue did the scholars of the Ming Dynasty have? After a few "righteous men" were arrested, a larger number of officials stuffed the cabinet like snowflakes.

At this time, Li Zicheng was breaking through to Ningxia, and Zhang Xianzhong accepted Xiong Wencan's edict in Gucheng, but refused to hand over the military power and closed the door to defend himself.

In such a disturbance, a small brocade guard was promoted, and no one seemed to pay attention to it at all.

This silver was not given away in vain, anyway, Zhao Lian's hundreds of capable households are all dead, and Lu Zhong still has two big heads of military exploits, so he has become the head of the hundred households of the third hundredth household of the first character.

The Great Yuan Dynasty not only brought great destruction to the Central Plains, but also brought some benefits, this shabu mutton is one of them, the cold day, there is really no more comfortable than drinking a small wine to have a meal of shabu mutton, the old copper pot at the front door is so lively, the entire building is overcrowded on the upper and lower floors, but the shopkeeper is not happy.

All the people sitting are brocade guards!

"Come, come, come! Drink! Carry out the drink!"

Che Dun'er was sweating there with lamb, half of the naked sheep with the skin had just been chopped, and in a blink of an eye it was scattered on various tables, the most traditional wine of the Chinese is rice wine, but in this time of chaos, people eat not enough food, where there are so many rice quinoa to make wine, unconsciously, a dynasty in advance, Mao Jue's corn shochu gradually occupied the northern market, the entire building, the table is full of soju.

This thing has a big alcohol content, and the old faces of the guys who drank it after tens of thousands of dollars are red, and this one near the table, a guy with a round face like a badger, and a guy with all muscles on his body is slamming his wine glass with a big tongue.

"Congratulations to our Master Lu, don't say anything about the catastrophe, and you will be honored in 100 households! Drink!"

"Congratulations to Lord Baihu!"

Following, more than 60 people from the upper and lower seats also followed along with the wine glasses, and this scene made Lu Zhong also can't help but be a little intoxicated.

Jinyiwei is also a place to fight for his father, don't look at it as a hereditary replacement, it doesn't matter if he has no silver, he still has to be angry and bullied, just like Mr. Lu, his ancestors are hundreds of households, but when he arrives at his grandfather's generation, he is defeated, his father is still a small flag, and when he comes here, he can't even make up for a small flag, but let Zhao Lian, who originally served tea and poured water for his grandfather, climb on his head, and it is his turn to carry the bag behind his buttocks, that taste, but how uncomfortable and uncomfortable it is.

But now, he, Lu Zhong, has moved back again! Holding the wine bowl and facing the flattering subordinates, he couldn't help laughing and toasting.

However, a glass of hot wine went down, and before he could rub his stomach comfortably, his smile suddenly stiffened a little, and in the corner of the table, a simple and thick little brocade guard also smiled and raised his glass to him.

Follow Lao Cheng's side, that Song Xiance's "nephew" Xiao Tang!

In order to give him merit, Dongjiang is now chopping two tartars, stepping on flat gold, and giving him some brocade clothes and guards Now it costs almost a thousand taels of silver, these prices are not in vain, and if you accept it, you have to do things for Dongjiang.

This Lu Zhong is a smart person, otherwise he would not be among the eight people, and he would not have survived to the end, his smile stiffened for a moment, and after a toast, Lu Zhong's eyes turned to the table near Xiao Tang.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, a small hundred households, and the same is true for fifty or sixty people, like Lu Zhong, who was originally a small wrestler, suddenly became a hundred households, and in the hundred households, there are naturally many people who are red and jealous, just like the two tables in the south, an old thin man in his fifties, dry like a skeleton about to enter the ground, and a goatee with a mouth full of oil on the side of the building.

The special thing about the two of them is that there are more than a dozen brocade guards around them, and they are a general flag and a small flag, which can be regarded as a conservative force in a hundred households.

However, there are conservative forces, and there are unsatisfactory people who have been excluded from the outside, these are all objects worth wooing, just like the badger face who took the initiative to toast just now, and on the edge of the window, a long-faced brocade guard with a long beard who drank melancholy and drank melancholy like Li Bai.

These are all future Dongjiang spies worth wooing!

Lu Zhong is a hundred households, and he has just come back from Liaodong, and there are many people staring at him, but Xiao Tang, a little rookie who spends money to make up for Jinyiwei, is different, and gives Lu Zhong a clear look, holding the wine bowl, he smiled and walked to the long face and beard first, and walked to his side with a big grin.

"Hey, brother, what do you call it?"

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A wine was drunk until midnight, the first fire of the new official was not bad, the new 100 households were generous enough, the style of the wine drinking, a large group of 300 households of Jinyi Wei were also satisfied.

hooked his shoulders and carried back to the Jinyi Wei Yamen, threw a few homeless bachelors into the Chase Bunk in the Yamen, staggered and smirked and walked towards the thatched house, but as soon as he closed the door, Xiao Tang's face immediately became whole, and he took out two black pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth, and he was already only three or four points drunk and quickly became sober.

In fact, in the Ming Dynasty, the magistrate is far more oil and water than the Beijing official, and there is a lot of fat, and the Jinyi Guard is almost the same, the Jinyi Guard of the Beijing Division is not only waiting for the expatriate to get some extra money, but the emperor may have a little reward during the New Year's Festival, which is the honor guard plus the gate, but there are still a lot of good things in this gate.

For example, in this signing room, the Beizhen Fusi is in charge of the Jinyiwei strongholds in all parts of the Ming Dynasty, and all the information of thousands of households and hundreds of households is gathered here, which is a treasure trove for Dongjiang.

People are forced out, and so is Mao Jue.

To tell the truth, Mao Jue is really a little sorry for his title of traverser, spy war films in later generations are flying all over the sky, but after so many years, his whole energy is focused on the internal construction of the Dongjiang River, and the external intelligence management is really bad, the intelligence of the Beijing division depends on Chen Zanzhong and several other civil officials and eunuchs that Mao Wenlong had befriended before, like Cao Huachun to deal with Wen Tiren Such a big thing, it was actually sent out by Lao Cheng, who was only developed into the Dongjiang eyeliner, this time Mao Wenlong was made a marquis and entered Beijing as a hostage, Mao Jue did not receive any news at all.

originally thought that he was separating one side, and the situation in Beijing had little impact on the Dongjiang River, but he suffered two big losses in a row, not to mention, now that Lao Tzu is in the hands of others, Mao Jue will not dare to be lazy no longer in any case, and it is urgent to build a mission impossible to lose to himself.

However, it is not so simple to cultivate your own eyeliner network, network building, intelligence transmission, it takes a lot of time and energy, Mao Jue doesn't have that energy, and he can't afford to wait for that time, so he can only take tricks, so this brocade guard entered his eyes.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if the Jinyiwei generation is not as good as the generation, but after all, it is also a spy organization that makes people smell and change color, and the value contained in it is immeasurable.

Aren't all fortresses breached from within? In the TV series, they are all infiltrating the intelligence agencies of the Japanese to obtain the biggest source of intelligence, Mao Jue has also learned such a hand, and now there is a military attache of the Ming Dynasty Zhengliupin Imperial Court who has become his new eyeliner, and this eye is still widening.

However, before it became large, it was already bringing benefits to Dongjiang!

At the door of the signing room, the two brocade guards yawned together, anyway, the chief didn't know which courtyard to drink flower wine for a while, and no one checked the post, looked left and right, and simply sat down and squinted.

The window was quietly cocked, and there were several layers of cotton under the soles of the shoes, which fell silently in the snow, and when he looked back at the information on the tables that had been rearranged in the room, Xiao Tang was like a ghost, wiping his footprints backwards, and disappeared into the grove next to him.

Taking advantage of the night, the three pigeons flew up violently, blended in with the circling flock, and flew north with their chirps.

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When Mao Jue received the news, it was already more than December.

On the shore of Lutun Island, with the north wind blowing, the iron bells on the sails rattle, not only one bell, but hundreds of bells simply converge into a unique symphony.

Under the sails, the heavy wooden ladder pressed the side of the ship a little shaking, hey, hey,

In the middle of the year, after more than half a year of preparation, Dongjiang stepped into Heilongjiang and finally took the first step.

On the wharf, carrying a blanket on their backs, a family of Dongjiang immigrants were either excited or hesitant, and they also boarded the passenger ship that had been prepared for a long time, standing in the dangerous building of the Black Pearl, while Mao Jue was carrying the flying pigeon that Fan Wenju had just sent.

Written by the flyer, if it is a myopic eye, it is estimated that he can't see clearly, but the information he can bring is good, and the first hundred households that entered the Jinyiwei officially established a foothold, as for Lu Zhong's loyalty, there is no need to worry, as long as he is loyal to the silver, he will not betray the Dongjiang, and compared to the mean and unkind Chongzhen, Mao Jue believes that the benefits he has brought him are enough for him to take risks.

The second piece of information, the DPRK's attack on the Dongjiang River, Mao Jue who saw it couldn't stop sneering, now he can rest assured, as long as Yang Sichang is in one day, it is estimated that Mao Wenlong and Chen Jiao are safe, and after this year, it is estimated that those boring civil officials have no heart to come to him The awkwardness of the Mao family's father and son.

However, after sneering, Mao Jue's face became stiff again, and there was this third line of information on the back, that is, Xiao Tang stole it into the signing room and copied it, the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows became, and finally Mao Jue threw Fei Ge Chuan Shi into the brazier in a little anger.

"Shandong!"

(End of chapter)