Sitting at the big conference round table in Tieshan, Mao Jue had a feeling of nausea, looking at the secret report in front of him, it felt like eating flies.

It's really similar to Qian Qianyi, people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

In fact, this matter has long had a premonition, Lao Cheng's nail is still buried, as early as February, Wen Tiren made a move on Qian Qianyi, and the news from Jingshi has already made Mao Jue from later generations have a premonition, however, when things come true and come to an eye, it is still so unacceptable.

Seeing that Mao Jue's face was uncertain, the group generals who had been gathered early to wait for the news were also agitated, watching Mao Jue throw the secret letter on the table, Wen Meng couldn't wait to pick it up, in the past two years, Mao Jue forced the officers to study, he did not know a basket of words from the original big man, and now it is a little ink, I understand, after reading it once, this straight temper is directly exploded, and the unlucky secret letter is also slammed on the table.

"His dog's * day's dog court!"

The letter spread quickly, and the conference room, which was clearly audible when a pin had been dropped, quickly became boiling.

"What? Transferred a dog from Liaodong to oversee our Dongjiang? ”

"This rows the Dongjiang River to Liaodong and lowers it, let us listen to the dispatch of those dogs!"

"Do you want someone else to replace the general's general soldiers? He's XX!"

The suspicious voice was finally interrupted by a bang, and he slammed on the table, and Wen Meng jumped up in anger.

"He dog emperor is unkind, we are unjust! Our brothers have been familiar with the court for many years with the blood and sweat of the general! In the end, he ended up like this, and he sold his mother's life? It's better to do it the other way around!"

Almost immediately, Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming jumped up one after another.

"That's right, this Dongjiang, Lao Tzu recognizes the Mao family! Who the hell wants to grab the position of the general, Lao Tzu is the first to cut him!"

"That's right! So many years anyway! Without that dog court, wouldn't we live with peace of mind? It's the fuck off!"

However, in addition to the three of them, there are very few people who follow Yinghe, even Mao Jue's henchmen, Shen Rong, Da Dahai, and Liu Chong are a little dumbfounded, not to mention those local generals in the Dongjiang River, like Tian Tao, He Baobao, and the two brothers of the Zhao family.

In this era, the righteousness of the court is not as simple as talking, but it is really heavy in people's hearts, and if you want to rebel against the Ming Dynasty, a wave of fear will first make people breathe heavy and show fear.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Wen Meng's anger became even more angry, and he slapped the table and scolded.

"What kind of soldiers are you bringing? The general's personal soldiers! With enough food and salary every month, will the master become indebted to you? Reward every year, go into battle and die together! Now you can't even hold back a fart, wow, I, Wen Meng, have been in the same column with you white-eyed wolves for so long! I'm going to kill you now!"

"General Wen, that's enough!"

Seeing that Wen Meng was really about to take out the revolver, Mao Jue reached out to restrain him, but looking at Mao Jue's eyes looking around, a group of Dongjiang generals were still following a spirit.

"Didn't say that! The last general only follows the general!"

"Dongjiang belongs to the Mao family! The Zhao family is only vassaled with the tail wing of the Mao family!"

At this time, when he was standing in line, he was afraid of the imperial court, and he was not afraid of Mao Jue, and Mao Jue was kind to everyone here, and in fear, it was Zhao Cheng, who was considered a foreign general, to take the lead.

With a bang, a dagger slammed into the table, and Liu Chong finally stood up, his voice was a lot more sincere.

"The last will be a personal soldier to take refuge in the general! The last general's life is the general's! General, the last general asks for his life, the one surnamed Huang dares to step on the Dongjiang River, let the last general kill him!"

"General, Shen Rong pleases for life!"

"General, the huge sea, please die!"

In such a murderous look, Mao Jue still had a cold face, sitting on his handsome chair, in such a dull atmosphere, Fan Wenju, who was the head of Dongjiang Wenchen, finally coughed.

"Everyone, General Wen, Fan thinks that rebellion is inappropriate!"

"The surname Fan, if you don't have the guts, get out now! Don't stain grandpa's eyes here!"

The clay figure still has a three-point earthy nature, and listening to Wen Meng's angry roar, Fan Wenju couldn't help but sneer.

"Fan doesn't dare to rebel? When Fan pulled the flag, Master Wen, you were still shouting as a soldier! Fan Mou has reversed once, and he is no longer a loyal dog of the court, Fan Mou is very afraid!"

"But the general's kindness to Fan is like a mountain, Fan must think about the general, not like Wenye, you have a hot head, drag the general, and drag the Dongjiang River into the water!"

"Fucking ......"

"Uncle, let him speak!"

Mao Jue's uncle, Wen Meng, who couldn't pull back ten cows, immediately held back the eggplant, his face was flushed, and he sat back fiercely, but he didn't put a single fart anymore.

"General, our Dongjiang River, Jiannu in the west, Li's North Korea in the east, the sea in the south and north, we don't have the capital to stand on our own now, is what Fan said right?"

It has returned to the old problem, Dongjiang has no strategic depth, sandwiched between several giants, and belongs to the enemy on all sides, and now it can maintain this strong situation, entirely because Dongjiang is the Dongjiang town of the Ming Dynasty, although Li's North Korea is unreliable, it can also be regarded as a firm ally of Dongjiang, providing Mao Jue with a not too firm back, on the other hand, when Ding Mao was in chaos, Jiannu suffered some small losses in the hands of Mao Wenlong, plus Mao Jue is very "aware of current affairs", although the border market of the Yalu River does not directly sell food, weapons and the like, can exchange daily necessities, which can be regarded as providing a window for the Houjin, and now the Qing Dynasty, which has been maintained until now.

But Mao Jue is the opposite, to the east, he can't swallow North Korea, after all, it is two nations, the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and Li's North Korea is destined to be no friends, to the west, who is Huang Taiji? can grasp this flaw, he will definitely not stop, he will definitely go out of the country, go all out to attack, and completely remove this scourge located on the side of his couch in one fell swoop, and even to the south, the country of Wa, once Mao Jue is too busy to take care of himself, will those dog-like daimyo turn around and bite back, the answer is too clear!

At that time, there was only one way to Dongjiang, either to be defeated from both sides, or to succumb to Jiannu, but Fan Wenju was unwilling to be a slave to Jiannu, so he took refuge in Dongjiang from the White Lotus Sect, what is the difference between Mao Jue and him?

"But, just watch that yellow dragon ride on our necks and? Let that dog court do nonsense? ”

This time it was Kong Youde who roared angrily first, he didn't care about taking refuge in Jiannu, in history, he was a monk, Geng Zhongming took Sun Yuanhua's cannon to Houjin, and also named the king, Wen Meng took care of Mao Jue, he could bear it, but he couldn't bear it.

But when it came to this, Song Xiance, who only showed half of his head, finally stepped on the stool and climbed up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the report from the Beijing division shows that he Huanglong is only the chief soldier of Phi Dao, not the governor of Dongjiang!"

"A Phi Island, let it be good for him! Anyway, we have a lot of places to raise horses, don't we? And most importantly, who do you follow, the court, or the general? ”

No one hesitated this time, as long as there was no pressure of rebellion, all the Dongjiang families were naturally fully inclined to Mao Jue, almost immediately, two cavalry teams of the twenty-five regiments of the Dongjiang River plus sixty-six cantonment camps, and all the generals who were qualified to sit here immediately stood up and bowed fiercely to Mao Jue.

But even so, Wen Meng was still dissatisfied, raised his head, and snorted coldly at the general ministers.

Trying to stand higher, Song Xiance showed a cunning face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, besides, in addition to rebellion, we Dongjiang are not without a way to rebel against the imperial court, don't forget, there is a louder voice behind us!"

"A big voice is a fart?"

scolded and scolded, and Geng Zhongming also shouted, but looking at Song Xiance's little finger in the direction of the map, Kong Youde was suddenly surprised, and immediately gave him a handful.

"Stupid, Song Junshi is talking about Lee's North Korea!"

"The military advisor is right! Compared to us, that group of fucking sticks is the son of the Dog Emperor, don't you let Huanglong be the chief soldier? Damn Li Chao, just look for him Huanglong to report! When the time comes, we won't be able to control what kind of widows or slaves will enter the country!"

Speaking of this bad idea, the generals present finally showed a slight evil smile, and the atmosphere was finally a little lighter, but this was still superficial, and everyone was staring at Mao Jue's rigid face with fear.

After taking a few heavy breaths, Mao Jue, who had always cherished words like gold, finally stood up, and in an instant, this large conference room became dead and silent again, and as his eyes swept over, everyone's heartbeat accelerated a little, no matter what the strategy on the table was, it was the young man in front of him who finally decided the fate of Dongjiang.

However, instead of talking about this imminent question, Mao Jue asked a question that stunned everyone.

"You, why are you sitting face to face on both sides of this round table, and why didn't the shogun arrange two rows of chairs for you to sit underneath like the other shoguns did, and even you had to kneel underneath?"

"This ......"

Mao Jue's approachability and the abundance and harmony of the Dongjiang River have long been accustomed to the generals, and when this question was raised, the coldness really made everyone stunned, and no one thought about it.

Fortunately, Mao Jue gave the answer.

"Because this Dongjiang is not only my Mao Jue's, but also yours! Regardless of status, status, this is the home of our big guys! It's your old literary status, it's your old Kong's, and even the pro-soldiers at the door, Xiao Shen, Xiao Li, it's the home of all of you!"

"The old men of the Jingshi don't care about our life or death at all, starting from the old slaves in the Wanli period, this Liaodong was regarded by them as a battlefield for power struggle, and when the Liao affairs were fought, what cats and dogs were all fucking coming, fishing for military merits and political achievements on the heads of our Liao people! Another group of people in Beijing dismantled the stage, pulled their hind legs, the Liao affair was corrupted, and a group of dignified bigwigs patted their butts and left! From Salhu to Kaitie, to Liaoshen, and then to Dalinghe, they have a mouth, but what they shed is the blood of our Liao people! There are also those Liao people who lost their hometown and went to Guannai, look at them, what kind of bullshit life they live as pigs and dogs!"

After looking around at the moving generals who listened again, Mao Jue finally turned his gaze back on everyone.

"What I want to say is that it is only us who can decide the fate of our Dongjiang River and even the entire Liaodong!"

Brush pull ~ nearly 100 people, just like during military training, stood up neatly, this time there was no bow, no salute, just a pair of fiery and firm eyes.

Mao Jue's words are all bloody facts, they are all about their personal experience, and every sentence has reached their hearts!

(End of chapter)