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The two old and new leaders of Donggao Town each said their own things, first arguing in some private occasions, each time they blushed and had a thick neck, fortunately they could still maintain a harmonious atmosphere in public, but gradually, the atmosphere became more and more tense in some public occasions, and finally the conflict surfaced during the Double Ninth Festival banquet in the second year of Li Mao's arrival in Donggao Town. Sugar hua

Li Mao threw his glass and left, and his followers left the scene en masse, but the clerk was still chattering there, talking to himself, and the other principals in Donggao Town looked at each other but were helpless.

At this time, Li Mao had already established supreme authority in Donggao Town, and the Khitan spies lurking in Donggao Town judged that Wencheng would never end well.

Sure enough, in the middle of July of this year, the clerk was removed from the core and key positions such as the envoy of the city bureau and the head of the branch of the degree, and only retained the false post of the shogunate judge, and was exiled to the ranch in the north of the town by Li Mao, which is called the superintendent, in fact, the ranch north of the river has just begun to be prepared, and there is nothing else except waist-deep pasture.

The loss of power caused a shock in Donggao Town, he was one of the main founders of Donggao Town, and enjoyed great prestige among the townspeople, and his downfall made many people dissatisfied and made many people suspicious, but the current situation is that Li Mao is the head of Donggao Town, and the so-called Liaodong Economic Strategy has controlled all aspects of Donggao Town, and all the core and important positions in the shogunate are controlled by his henchmen.

Jin Daoan, Mao Taigong, Zhu Jiu and other powerful figures have long been obedient to him, Zhao Guangliang and Zheng Xiaozhang, the two people who are in charge of financial and economic power, are only the first to look forward, Hu Nanxiang and Xie Biao are also his hardcore followers, and the brothers Shi Kong and Shi Xiong, who are in charge of the Praetorian Guard, are his pawns at all. Even the titular deputy envoy, Xi Wang Luo Ke, stood firmly on Li Mao's side, and never expressed the slightest sympathy for the clerk.

Under such circumstances, for the sake of her husband's future, Wu Shi, the wife of the relevant clerk, whispered and climbed into Li Mao's bed, half-pushed, and half-pushed, and slept with him and was caught and raped in bed by Vinegar Jar Lan'er, and the lace news that made a big fuss spread far and wide, adding a layer of ambiguous conversation to the unusually dignified and strange atmosphere that shrouded the sky over Donggao Town.

At this moment, it is unwise to show sympathy, what the clerk can give them, Li Mao can still give, and what Li Mao can give, the clerk may not be able to give. After careful analysis, the Khitan minortains lurking in Donggao Town believed that their opportunity had finally come.

Qin Mo fell in love with hunting these days, and as soon as he was free, he would take a bow and arrow to the nearby forest to go around, and every time he had a harvest, he let the Hun family clean up the game after he came back, and invited Li Mao to drink at night. Wine is still a very expensive thing in Donggao Town, and there are people who can make wine in Donggao Town, but there is a shortage of food, Li Mao has ordered that no wine can be made within three years, and the wine needed can only be exchanged with those treacherous merchants with special products.

This afternoon, Qin Mo's hands itched again, and he took a leave of absence to Li Mao and took a bow and arrow into the grove at the eastern foot of Donggao Mountain, where there were no large beasts, there were a lot of roe deer and elk, this season, the birds and beasts were very fat, and they came back to improve their food, thinking of this, Qingmo unconsciously drooled.

The life in Donggao Town is too hard, even Zhu Xiang and other people who have suffered a lot are a little unbearable, the body is very thin, and when I hug it in my arms at night, the protruding bones are straight to the people, that feel, it's really not good, I have to get something good for her to make up.

Qin Mo thought that the person disappeared into the forest like a seasoned hunter.

At dusk, Zhu Xiang returned to the small courtyard from the vegetable field, his legs and feet were covered with mud, and he was covered with sweat, so he dropped his hoe, pushed open the door of the stove, lifted the cylinder head, and scooped water and drank sugar with a scoop

Zhu Xiang frowned, the water at home has always been picked by Qin Mo, this guy is like her brother Zhu Jiu, he loves to steal and play tricks, and he is just unwilling to do housework, but he never lets himself get his hands dirty with this kind of physical work, saying that he is afraid of tiring himself. What's going on today, even if there is something in the evening on weekdays, I will come back in the afternoon to fill the water tank and leave.

Zhu Xiang put down the water scoop, picked up the bucket and the flat pole and went out, Donggao Town because of the high terrain, there was no well in the town, the water used to eat was taken from the Liao River, said that it was not far away, and it was about two miles back and forth. After Li Mao came, he said that the village carried water to delay the work, and the second was not conducive to safety and security, so he mobilized Qingzhuang to dig three wells in the town, all of which were deep wells through the red rock, the well water was clear and sweet, and the water volume was very stable, which had become a merit of Li Mao and was repeatedly praised by the townspeople.

The platforms of these three wells are all made of bluestone, which is a lot higher than the surrounding area, and there is a wheel erected on the well, and the wheel, hemp rope and bucket for drawing water are all shared.

Zhu Xiang carried a bucket to the nearest well, which was surrounded by a wooden fence to prevent livestock from drowning in close proximity and polluting the well water, and to prevent young children from falling into the well. There is a rope buckle on the fence gate, which is usually hung high to prevent children from entering. When Zhu Xiang arrived, the fence gate was open, but there was no one on the platform.

"Who is so unethical." Zhu Xiang muttered a word in a low voice and placed the bucket on the well platform. I looked left and right, but I couldn't see a bucket for water, and when I saw it, the bucket and the rope were hanging in the well.

Zhu Xiang's brows furrowed: This person is not ordinary and has no public morality, this is simply murder for money. Thinking that Li Mao would babble about his theory of public morality at every opportunity, but there were still people doing it with him, Zhu Xiang pursed his lips and smiled. Li Maoping cherished his words like gold, and refused to say a word, only when he talked about this matter, he was like a different person, and he talked endlessly, and he didn't need to drink saliva for the last hour in one breath.

A bucket of cool water came up from the well, Zhu Xiang wiped the sweat on his forehead, squatted down and carried the bucket and drank it, the cool well water flowed into his stomach, and the heat of his body was swept away.

She exhaled pleasantly, wiped her mouth, and poured the rest of the water into her wooden bucket.

Suddenly, Zhu Xiang squatted down holding her stomach, her internal organs seemed to be crushed, and her heart hurt.

"Ah" Zhu Xiang screamed miserably, fell to the ground and rolled, her face was sallow, and beads of sweat the size of beans covered her forehead.

"Help, help, help"

Zhu Xiang didn't say a word, and the person froze, and the outstretched hand never took it back.

Zhu Xiang is dead, his eyes are open, and he is not blinding.

The news quickly spread throughout the town of Donggao, shocking everyone.

When Zhu Xiang went to the well to fetch water, Qin Mo was escorting two spies back to the town, both of them were dressed as business travelers, carrying huge burdens, straw sandals were tied to the baggage, one had a knife hanging from his waist, and the other was carrying a grinding round cane.

Walking to the gate of the village, Qin Mo suddenly thought of something, and he ordered the two spies to go to the cowshed in the west of the town.

Chen Xiaoyi, who was busy working in the cowshed, saw Qin Mo, and hurriedly put down the guillotine knife in his hand and trotted all the way to greet him. He glanced at the two strangers with sad faces, but he didn't ask who it was, Qin Mo was very satisfied with Chen Xiaoyi's performance.

"Go, ask the owner of the village to come over, say that there is something urgent, come back, remember not to tell anyone about the things here."

"I know, I only report to the owner of the village, and the others, no matter who he is, he will not say anything."

The "owner of the village" is Li Mao, this title is the patent of a few people around Qin Mo and others, and outsiders are not allowed to say anything.

"Get out of here." Qin Mowen came in a crepe and waved Chen Xiaoyi away, but warned the two spies sharply: "Be honest, if it falls into the hands of Lao Tzu, no one will want to leave, whoever wants to leave will die." ”

Qin Mo pulled out the horizontal knife and trimmed his nails, the snow-white blade flew on his fingertips, as flexible as a dragon, and the two strangers didn't dare to say more, and squatted on the ground obediently.

After a cup of tea, Li Mao rushed over with Shikong, Li Mao rushed back from the No. 1 Shipyard, where three small boats were built, and one sank during the trial voyage yesterday afternoon, the impact was very bad, Li Mao went over today to learn about the relevant situation.

He had already learned of Zhu Xiang's death, but he didn't know how to talk about it in the face of Qin Mo.

"These two boys are sneaking around in the woods, as if they are making some shady things."

"Sir, we are wronged, we are all doing small business, I heard that Donggao Town is easy to make money, so I came to take a look, I didn't expect that there were soldiers everywhere, saying that this was not allowed to go, saying that we were not allowed to enter, and we were driven into the woods in a hurry, and we were also confused, and we lost our way after three or two turns." One person complained to Li Mao.

"The two of us met this brother in the woods, just to ask for directions. Unexpectedly, it caused a misunderstanding. The other cautiously argued.

Listening to the accent, it was from the Yiding area of Hebei Province, Li Mao glanced at the two men, and his eyes were like an awl.

The two men pretended to be nervous, trembling, and refused to say more. Li Mao had a number in his heart, nodded slightly, and the stone space on the side suddenly rushed forward, pulled the burden of the two people with his hand, shook it to the ground, and with a "snap" sound, a hemp paper bag fell out.

Paper is still a very precious thing in this era, and it is even more rare in Liaodong, these two unsightly traders actually wrap things in paper, which is an unusual thing.

Shi Kong picked up the paper bag and handed it to Li Mao, and said, "It's like poison." Li Mao wrapped the paper in his hand and checked it, it was a bag of powdered things, and the taste was bitter and cold. He looked at the two people again, his eyes were as sharp as knives, Qin Mo sensed something, the carved bow in his hand was full, and he shouted: "Say, who sent you to poison?"

Seeing that the matter was revealed, the two of them reached out to their waists at the same time, Qin Mo raised an arrow in his hand and shot through the person with the sword on his waist with an arrow, but the other person took off a piece of the cloth belt from his waist and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and instantly the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his eyes were astigmatized, and the person was not good.

Qin Mo and Shi Kong were shocked and wanted to be rescued, but they were stopped by Li Mao. The man was foaming at the mouth, rolling spasmodically on the ground, his face was distorted, hideous and terrifying, Li Mao looked at it lightly, indifferent, until the man shrank into a ball and froze on the spot.

In the middle of this, Qin Mo twice drew a full bow and wanted to send him a good time, but was stopped by Li Mao, and when the people died, Qin Mo exhaled and asked Li Mao: "Who is it, you treat him like this?"

Li Mao snatched the bow and arrow in his hand, held his hand, choked with tears in his eyes, patted his hand, and choked up: "There is something I don't know how to tell you, you have to be mentally prepared, wish her"

A terrible howl sounded from the cowshed, and the frightened cows grazing were panicked, and they watched in horror as the gaffe man pushed Li Mao away, rushed out of the gate, and walked away.

Qin Mo was later carried back to Donggao Town, because of excessive sadness, he lost his heart and ran wildly in the forest, and after exhaustion, he accidentally tripped over the roots of the tree, hit his head on the stump, broke his face, and the person was unconscious.

After waking up, Qin Mo seemed to be twenty years old, and suddenly it became a problem to even stand, and he had to be supported by someone to walk, he knelt in front of Zhu Xiang's corpse and muttered, saying for a while, crying for a while, and soon his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.

Qin Mo's grief touched many people, and people didn't expect that Qin Mo, who seemed to be a big grin on weekdays, and even a little bastard, had such a deep love for his wife Zhu Xiang.

Qin Mo later cried and coughed up blood, and was forcibly dragged away by Li Mao, and then he fell seriously ill, and on the day of Zhuxiang's burial, Qin Mo barely showed up with the support of two people, and people noticed that in just a few days, he was thin and not human, his hair was gray, his eyes were cloudy, and his steps were staggering, which looked like a young man in his twenties, this was clearly a little old man in his last years.

After Zhu Xiang's funeral, Qin Mo closed the door and refused to see guests, he built a shack in front of Zhu Xiang's grave, and went over to stay for a period of time every day, put on a stick of incense, talk to her, recall his wife's virtue, repent of his bastard, and recall the bits and pieces of life together between the two.

During this period, Li Mao went to visit him, and Lan'er went with him, and soon after entering his shack, Lan'er ran out crying, and soon Li Mao also came out, his face was red, with a wave of anger.

Shortly thereafter, Li Mao removed Qin Mo from his position as a guard and envoy, on the grounds that Qin Mo's current physical and mental state was not suitable for leading the army, and he needed to take a long vacation and rest for a few days.

The Khitan spy found out about this situation and was overjoyed.

The Khitans, who were active in the middle and upper reaches of Liaodong, were a branch of the Diera tribe, and Yelu Delong, who ruled Yili Jian, was born in the Yelu clan of the department.

At this moment, the Yao Yuan clan of this department has replaced the Dahe clan to occupy the throne of the leader of the alliance of the Khitan tribes for a long time, while the other big surname Yelu has long occupied the two important positions of the head of the tribe Yili Jin tribe and the military head of the alliance Yili Jin.

After learning of a series of changes in Donggao Town, Yeludlong's envoy soon arrived in Donggao Town, Li Mao warmly received him, the Khitan envoy is said to have come to establish commercial ties with Donggao Town, and hoped that the Liaodong Economic Strategy Envoy would give his head an official, and Li Mao comforted the leader of the department and said that he would arrange for him to enter Beijing to meet the Tang Dynasty Emperor in the future, and ask for a title in person.

The Khitan envoy stayed in Donggao Town for five days, and during these five days, Li Mao had a banquet every day and accompanied him throughout the whole process, expressing great goodwill. On the third day after the envoy's arrival, the clerk agreed to meet with the envoy at his repeated requests.

The envoy got straight to the point and said: "The leader of my department is ready to send 10,000 troops to level Donggao Town, and please act as an internal response at that time." ”

The clerk said: "Going back on your word, your ministry is a human being, how can you be the one who betrays the Lord?"

The envoy grinned, full of rotten teeth: "As far as I know, when you were in Gushan Town, Caozhou, Ziqing Road, you were his boss, the division commander, he was in the Qing Navy, but he served the Ziqing Festival to make Li Shigu act as a spy, and finally destroyed the Qing Navy, and climbed on your head, how can such a treacherous villain be your master In Liaodong, this place, Donggao Town, is also created by you with people brick by brick, wind, frost, rain and snow, the road is blue, how much suffering he has suffered, what he has done, he has done nothing, but he has taken what belongs to you out of thin air, What kind of master is he, you take back Donggao Town from him, not betraying the master, you just take back what belongs to you. ”

The clerk was silent for a long time, and Fang asked, "After you occupy Donggao Town, will you give it back to me?"

The envoy smiled: "The life of the Khitan people is in the grassland, we are not used to living in the town, just as you are not interested in the felt bags on the grassland, we are also not interested in your town. After a pause, the messenger added, "But we need salt and iron, we need your silk and cloth, we need a commercial center to provide us with this, and the town of Donggao has such potential, and if you wish, we will be happy to make you such a friend." ”

The clerk said: "Even if I want to help, but I don't have a soldier in my hands, what can I do, I can't do anything." ”

The envoy smiled and said, "You Han people have a saying that things are done by people, and I believe that the soul of the Qing Navy will definitely have his way." ”

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