When several huge climbing plows pulled heavy prey from the missing mountains and forests, the whole Red Twin Cities were boiling, just like in the movie, women and children wearing cotton clothes and hats threw down their work at hand, and greeted them excitedly, surrounding the hill-like bears and sighing in admiration, and the men were a little more serious, helping to put the deer, rabbits, and badgers down from the big climbing plow, taking advantage of the last trace of afterglow to peel the skin and disembowel, and a large piece of red venison hung on the pole, Attracted a lot of water.

Looking at the lively scene, Mao Jue turned his head helplessly, and whispered and hurriedly to Mao Lance, Su Mu Yeertai commanded.

"Today's matter is silent, don't spread the matter, I will let Luo Zhige and Li Tai triple the patrol manpower."

However, after glancing at Yeertai, Mao Jue's face showed a ruthless look again.

"Don't worry, you can't get over it! No one can kill the people of Dongjiang and still live freely!"

"The last general understands!"

At this time, the meaning of the word Dongjiang was revealed heavily, making people feel the weight of being in it, Yeertai bowed slightly with a serious face, and replied.

That night, except for a few important generals and Mao Jue, basically things seemed to have calmed down, but under this calm, there was an undercurrent, and a roaring bonfire was lit on the sixteen wooden arrow towers more than five meters high built on the side of the island, and there were several more teams of night watchmen with flintlock muskets.

In particular, the number of people who went up the mountain to hunt the next day increased to 600 people, and all of them raised their spirits one by one as if they were actually fighting, for fear that arrows from the shadows would shoot at their bodies.

However, in one day, two days, there are still a lot of prey, but as if I really saw a ghost, such an attack has never been encountered again, let alone people, not even a ghost shadow.

In this awkward calm, the Spring Festival is still coming as scheduled.

On the last day of the seventh year of Chongzhen, displaced people from all over the Tiannan and Haibei regions of the Ming Empire ushered in the first festival of this overseas world.

Almost all the flour was used, and in the newly built wooden house, there was a red flame burning in the hearth, and on the board that had just been sawed down from the tree and polished next to it, the women were chattering, and at the same time they were neatly wrapping dumplings, venison, rabbit meat, roe deer meat, no matter what kind of meat, mixed with sweet potato stalks brought from the Dongjiang River, dried vegetables, thrown into the water and boiled, it was a fragrant fragrance.

It's also very lively outside, whether you recognize it or not, it's a neighbor in the future, the men are not willing to wear it, the latest clothes, holding each other's fists and visiting the door, although there is really no door-to-door gifts, but what you want is this kind of liveliness.

Now the house has been repaired more than 1,000, the two-story small building is the same as the villa of the later generations, although there is no furniture, the original family's house can only be stuffed into two or three families, crowded and crowded, but there is no need to live in the tent frozen, the festival sticks couplets, whether it is Shanxi people, Henan people, Hebei people are customs, but unfortunately here, the paper that can be seen everywhere in the customs has become a rare object, and sticking pairs has also become a luxury.

Fortunately, this is difficult to be flexible, and the Central Plains people with strong adaptability are like cultivated corn and potatoes, isn't there no paper? There is all the wood here, and the sawmill, which was reluctant to work every day, has been crowded out at this time, and square planks have been brought out, and a nearby stone mine is all red iron ore, which is pressed into powder with a mill, and then the wood is soaked in it, and there are red pairs.

But the most important step, many people are stuck, the most important thing is to write auspicious words, but among the 20,000 people, the number of literate people is so small that they grab a handful of hair, one person has lice, and finally there are still a few left.

Mao Jue, as the supervisor of the guard, is a disgusting role on weekdays, the leader, but at this time it has become a fragrant glutton, one by one was robbed of the crooked, the owner finished writing the pair, and was pulled to the west house even with the run, the family has a girl can be lucky, go up to a hug and a fragrant kiss and a brother, these long-trained, determined like a stone The iron guard fell, and was pulled over in a daze, and he didn't know what he wrote when he picked up the pen.

But this is also in short supply, there is no girl with a beauty plan of the family has to do it themselves, Grandpa Mao said, the creativity of the working people is also endless, can't write, we can't draw? The big deal is to replace it with graphics.

So Mao Jue, who went to the street to observe the people's feelings, was dizzy.

"Cock Cock Cock Cock Cock!"

"Pig Pig Pig!"

"Horizontal batch, pigs, pigs, chickens!"

Looking at the vivid roosters and hens depicted on the wooden board, as if they were about to flutter their wings and fly high, as well as the images of fat pigs that looked like they were about to flow oil, Mao Jue immediately slapped his thigh: "This household, when the farm outside the city is built next year, they will be sent to raise!"

Behind the Red Twin Cities garrison, Luo Zhige, the military attache of the sixth grade, hurriedly took out a small notebook and wrote it down.

Walked further, looked at the figure, and before Mao Jue could read it, Sakurahime, the girl, first blushed and spat on her little face, muttering and cursing in a low voice.

"It's immoral!"

"This must be a bachelor!"

The big mouth is about to look open, Mao Jue is happy to nod his head affirmatively, looking at the figure, if you read it, it is the chest chest, baby doll doll doll, horizontal batch, doll eat breasts.

"Wait for next year, introduce someone to this family!"

"Obey, General!"

Holding the small notebook, Luo Zhige wrote it down again.

Mao Jue looked at it so casually, but he didn't know that this woodblock painting couplet has also become a kind of folk art in this red twin city, and the words and paintings refined every year have a special meaning, and will be admired by artists all over the world in the next few hundred years.

But this head didn't wait for Mao Jue to walk out of a street, the jingling gongs and drums were coming, and the kind of families squatting at home in later generations were different from the TV series, the New Year in this era is everyone's festival, the relationship between people is much closer, and the New Year's flavor is also full, or carved from wood, Mao Jue doesn't know what god the statue of the god is carried by more than a dozen strong men, and the old strong men in the countryside wearing red cotton jackets and big red flowers are happily beating the gong, and the villagers in the township are lively and paraded in the following year.

To tell the truth, at the beginning, Mao Jue did not have a good impression of these displaced people who came to the Dongjiang River, who let them just come, and gave him a dismount, but at this time, he saw that there was another side to these displaced people under his command, followed by a few statues and a sedan chair, some of them beat gongs and drums and sang Henan Bangzi, and some were dragging a long note to sing Shanxi drama, it doesn't matter if there is no costume, the red face is a loyal minister, a face is white, a traitor, a big man has two blushes on his face, he is a big girl, This humble entertainment also makes these suffering strangers enjoy haha.

Mao Jue's appearance seemed to mess up the procession, looking at him, more than a dozen old men immediately ran out of the procession, and it was a long gesture to go up.

"Old decay, meet the general!"

The street was full, and thousands of people stopped so abruptly, looking at themselves stupidly, Mao Jue was also a little hairy, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him.

"Get up! Get up! This Chinese New Year, there are not so many false courtesies, you just bow again, and I won't give New Year's money!"

Several village elders were a little stupid, but the young people behind couldn't help laughing, and some couldn't help but laugh outright, to be honest, the original fanfare confrontation was ordered by Mao Jue, and everyone was beaten up solidly, for Mao Jue, most people are afraid, and now Mao Jue actually has such a cannibalistic side, and the old people who watched the homeless villagers really had a big impression.

One of them had the courage to simply bow down and respectfully greet the Tao.

"Master General! It just so happens that we lack a god, you are the main general of the Dongjiang River, a shepherd, there is no more suitable than you, old and courageous, I implore you to attract God!"

"Temptation?"

In later generations, there was still that kind of large-scale clan township celebration in the south, but there was no one in the north, Mao Jue had no energy once, and he turned his head a little stunned, but Luo Zhige, who had participated many times, hurriedly made a gesture and explained in a low voice.

"Just carry a long banner and lead the way in front."

This job is simple, Mao Jue is cool nod: "Cheng, this job will be taken!"

The general still has privileges, others are carrying a long flag, Mao Jue is riding a horse, following him, the grand procession is lively and moving forward, on both sides of the road, from time to time there is fierce applause, and the bold hot girl screams excitedly shouting that the hot affection of the master seems to swallow Mao Jue.

After all, it is a refugee who escaped from his hometown, and the feudal shackles of etiquette and religion have also been diluted to the extreme, and it seems that it has reached the most straightforward and calm era in China during the Qin and Han dynasties, and the daughter's family also dares to love and hate.

Mao Jue is really a little fluttering, in later generations, others called the school grass, he called the school wooden stick, all to watch others show his affection and love him, when did he become the prince charming of thousands of little girls, carrying a long flag on his shoulder, he also waved his hands left and right to say hello, but he looked at the Sakura Ji who was guarding with a sword behind him, and a pair of eyes of the tigress patrolled left and right, eager to beat a group of bewitching sluts to the edge of the sky.

The lively celebration lasted for an afternoon, and more than 20,000 immigrants and more than 2,000 guards participated in it, except for the unlucky ones who were on guard, and the Red Twin Cities began to develop from a mere term to a complex meaning of settlements, cultures, customs, etc., and that sense of identity arose.

In the evening, although there is no Spring Festival Gala to watch, but the family is also four generations gathered together, lively and lively New Year's Eve Celebration, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dumplings, this half year, for the displaced people, is simply the darkest moment in life, some of them have personally experienced what it is like to escape death from the broken border wall after the golden iron riding iron hooves, hungry and gnawing on the bark Guanyin soil is even more commonplace, hot meat dumplings for them, like the scene in the fantasy of the little girl selling matches becomes real, Put it in front of you.

However, compared to these leaders, Mao Jue, the commander of the Dongjiang River, is not so comfortable, the people's houses get up first, but the Yamen of the Red Shuangcheng is still a cold foundation, and the limelight is out in the afternoon, but Mao Jue has to blow the cold wind back to the Black Pearl at night.

Fortunately, there is still a warm little home waiting for him here.

In the fireplace, the natural cold water from the Hongshuanghe River was already gurgling and turning flowers, the table was full of flour, and the two foreign daughters-in-law were also clumsily wrapping dumplings.

Adriana, the Western daughter-in-law, is definitely versatile, knows astronomy and geography, but this art does not include cooking skills, usually signing documents with quick little hands, but the dumplings are stupid and stupid, the dumplings are wrapped, bun-shaped, five-pointed star-shaped, zongzi-shaped, boat-shaped, anyway, there is no dumpling-shaped.

As for Sakurahime, the Oriental daughter-in-law, she is not much stronger, and the dumplings she makes are almost catching up with the night of a hundred ghosts.

Fortunately, he came back, and Mao Jue had been standing by the window, looking at his new kingdom, otherwise he would not have laughed when he looked back.

The Western clock was ticking and turning, seeing that midnight was approaching, Mao Jue suddenly turned his head with a smile, pulled the hands of the two girls full of flour, and dragged them directly to the window, pointing to the sky quickly and excitedly.

"Look, it's about to begin!"

Not long after his words fell, on the other side of the Red Twin Cities, there was a boom, and a muffled thunder exploded in the darkness, and the two girls stared at the big watery eyes in amazement, and they watched a point of light suddenly be sprayed into the air, and then a brilliant point of light erupted.

"Wow!"

Sakurahime's eyes couldn't help but light up, but Adriana couldn't help but twitch violently with her small mouth, and immediately rolled her eyes at Mao Jue.

This time to open up the colony, all kinds of living materials and tools were brought with them, but this does not include the fireworks for the New Year, Mao Jue's order is to use cannons to spray high-magnesium flares, which are carefully made by Song Yingxing's recording method in "Tiangong Kaiwu", and then sprayed out with cannons for night assembly.

One shot is five taels of silver!

Excitedly pointing his fingers and feet looking at the sky as bright as day, and the surprise of the Red Twin Cities to look at those citizens on the street for a long time, Mao Jue found that his bookkeeper's face was wrong, and the dignified Dongjiang Marshal couldn't help waving his hands weakly.

"Just this once! Not an example! Isn't it possible to take the next example as an example? ”

Seeing Mao Jue cautiously laughing, Adriana's tense little face couldn't help but smile, and she shook her little brain helplessly.

These days, she has been shrouded in clouds, but she can't help but relax a lot again, the man in front of her, it seems to overlap with the shadow of the man in her memory, she can't help it, her blue pupils are slightly blurred.

But just when the Black Pearl was full of warmth, there was already a large piece of forest missing, full of hair, and in the deep and narrow eye sockets, several pairs of eyes were also staring at the flares blooming in the sky, and in the flickering of magnesium light, there was a wolf-like timidity and viciousness......

(End of chapter)