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The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Yuanqing said with a smile: "Big brother, how is the marshal's health recently?" What was the mood of the brethren? ”

Chen Jisheng took a sip of wine lightly and said with a smile: "It's okay." Although the rain has been continuous these days, the handsome man has been prepared in advance and there is no big problem. The brothers are also very interested, and they are all waiting for the reward from the imperial court. ”

Li Yuanqing smiled and nodded, "That's right, big brother." Do you go to Liaoxi first, or go directly to Beijing? If you have time, you might as well stay on Changsheng Island for a few more days, and our brothers can catch up with the old days. ”

Chen Jisheng smiled, "Yuanqing, I would like to stay on Changsheng Island for a few more days, but the handsome and the brothers are waiting for it." Wait until you get back. When we get back, our brother will have another good drink. ”

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Chen Jisheng was really anxious, after lunch, he simply greeted Li Yuanqing for a while, and then set off in a hurry.

Li Yuanqing personally sent Chen Jisheng to the dock, and it was not until his boat completely disappeared at the end of his vision that Li Yuanqing turned around.

At this time, it was the afternoon, although the sun was slightly westerly, but the sun was still vicious, directly scorching the earth, the whole heaven and earth, like a large steamer.

Work on the dock side was also stopped. After all, it's impossible to work in such weather.

Li Yuanqing is also very humane in this regard, resting a little more at noon, and in the evening, when the sun goes down, he will start working again, and just work for a while more at night.

"General, this day is too poisonous, let's go and rest in the shade under the tree for a while, shall we?" Niu Gensheng's forehead was already oozing dense beads of sweat, and he said carefully to Li Yuanqing.

Li Yuanqing nodded, "Let's go directly to the laborer's camp to rest for a while." I just haven't been here for a while, so let's go and have a look. ”

"Yes." Niu Gensheng was overjoyed and hurried to make arrangements.

Li Yuanqing came to the shady ground under a big tree, looked at the vast sea in the west, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Mao Wenlong, Chen Jisheng, including the feelings of these brothers in Dongjiang, Li Yuanqing understands very well.

In last year's battle of Zhenjiang, the brothers of Dongjiang have tasted the sweetness, this time, the victory of the Eastern Front, how can they let go of this opportunity?

Not to mention that everyone is promoted to become rich, but to go to the first level, half a level, and get some merit and reward money, this should be a hand-holding and nine-ten-ten.

After all, their exploits are here.

Especially at this time, Gonggong Wei is 'shining', and the eunuch party has completely overwhelmed Donglin, as a military force 'attached' under the banner of the eunuch party, if he is not promoted to make a fortune at this time, when will he stay?

I'm afraid that even Mao Wenlong should be thinking like this in his heart. strike while the iron is hot, so that his long-cherished wish to be a marquis can go further.

It's just that Li Yuanqing is clear and clear.

According to Wei Zhongxian's small-scale peasant temperament, unless Mao Wenlong really destroyed Houjin and captured the old slave alive, Mao Wenlong may have a chance to be a marquis.

But that's basically impossible.

How could the military strength of the Dongjiang River compete with the strength of the whole country of Houjin?

Even if Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong are added, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Houjin is already powerful, and now if you want to completely destroy Houjin, how can it be so easy?

"Whew~~."

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but let out a long breath of turbidity.

For Mao Wenlong, for the brothers in Dongjiang, they just wanted to express their normal demands, and exchange their blood and sweat for what they wanted.

It's a pity that for those high-ranking bigwigs, for the so-called elite scholar class, the normal demands of the Dongjiang brothers are likely to be regarded by them as a signal that the eunuchs are provoking through this group of mud legs!

But the matter has come to this, and in this regard, Li Yuanqing does not have many good ways.

As the saying goes, 'It will rain, and my mother will get married'.

Mao Wenlong, the demands of the Dongjiang brothers are normal, deserved, and justified. After all, this is the merit of the brothers who 'pinned their heads to the waistbands' and put their lives in exchange.

Even if it is considered 'pampered and arrogant' by the bigwigs, what can be done?

Someone must be wrong about this.

But ~~, who is right and who is wrong, that ~~, can only be tested by history!

Li Yuanqing's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of gloom that could not be concealed, "No poison, no husband!"

If he wanted to fulfill his long-cherished wish, even if he saw that the brothers had reached the edge of the cliff, he could only endure this breath.

At this time, Niu Gensheng ran over with a group of people, and led a few people to kneel on the ground in advance, and then this large group of people 'hulala' knelt down.

"General, why are you here at this time? This day we will eat people. ”

"General, come inside and drink a cup of herbal tea to relieve the heat, right?"

"General......

Li Yuanqing smiled and waved his hand to these people, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am also here temporarily, and I hope that you Haihanna will be disturbed." ”

Where do these people dare to take Li Yuanqing's polite words seriously? Hurriedly like the stars holding the moon, surrounded by Li Yuanqing, and came to the camp here.

Today, the scale of Nanxinkou Wharf is already very large, and the work is quite tedious and complicated.

At this time, on Changsheng Island, in addition to the south, north, and west, there are several secret military ports, and most of the materials on Changsheng Island have to pass through the Nanxinkou Wharf.

The labor force here is also maintained at a small scale of 5,000 people all year round.

Most of the stewards of these wharves are the skeleton of retired veterans and disabled veterans, and after the establishment of the Political Affairs Bureau, some civilian forces have also been involved.

After all, these civilian forces have a higher level of education and higher quality, which is incomparable to the veterans.

This labor camp occupies a large area, along the coastline and the wharf, to say the least, it must be more than 20 acres.

Not far from the labor camp is the station of Duan Xiliang's 1,000th Corps.

The architectural styles on both sides are very different.

On the side of the 1,000th Corps, the atmosphere is solemn and the defense is tight, so that people will be afraid when they see it.

But on the side of the labor camp, the architectural style is much softer, closer to the civilian population, and there are many ~ rough houses, and the conditions are much worse.

However, the camp was very clean and neat, and all affairs were in good order.

The labor camp belongs to the military management, and in fact, it also belongs to Li Yuanqing's private property.

These 5,000 strong men, plus nearly 3,000 mules and horses, eat horses every day, and the consumption is not a small number.

Of course, the value they create is also very expensive.

At this time, it is noon, most of the laborers are taking a nap, they are all a big bunk, but it is very clean and hygienic, toilets, bathhouses, mules and stables, everything is available.

Li Yuanqing didn't disturb the laborers to take a nap, after all, they did all manual work, and it was high-intensity physical work, and there was little rest time, so Li Yuanqing naturally wouldn't toss them again for the sake of face.

After briefly walking around the camp, inspecting the situation, and asking a few stewards some basic questions about catering, hygiene, rest, and salary, Li Yuanqing took a short break and returned directly to the official hall.

The emperors of the Ming Dynasty, although they are strange and seem to be mediocre, whether it is Jiajing, Wanli, or the current little emperor of the Apocalypse, they all have their own ways to control the imperial court.

To put it simply, there are two points, one is the money bag, and the other is the official hat.

As long as they grasp these two points, even if they don't go to court for decades, the entire court is still firmly under their control.

In this regard, Li Yuanqing also learned a lot of experience from them.

Within the seemingly relaxed range, these stewards were given enough power, but in terms of auditing and supervision, Li Yuanqing maintained enough initiative.

Small accounts are basically checked once a day, and large accounts are as short as three or five days, and as long as seven or eight days, and there must be detailed record records.

This time, but there is wind and grass, it is difficult to hide from Li Yuanqing's eyes.

And if there are those who violate taboos, Li Yuanqing will never be merciful in their punishment. If it is light, it will be confiscated as a slave, and if it is heavy, it will be a raid on the family and extermination.

Back in the official hall, he drank a cup of iced sour plum soup handed by Xiaolian, and flipped through more than a dozen newspapers, but Li Yuanqing was still not interested.

The pattern of the Ming Dynasty at this time has moved towards a deformed extreme.

For those bigwigs, if they don't take down their opponents and let them never turn over, then this matter will never be over.

Who cares about your court and nation?

It can be summed up in one sentence, 'If the opponent says yes, whether it is right or wrong, we will always send it right.' ’

And as the little emperor of the Apocalypse became more and more decadent, Gonggong Wei also gained more and greater rights, and this old eunuch with a strong sense of small peasants, to a large extent, also began to lose himself a little, and began to play big names, talk about pomp, form parties for personal gain, and suppress dissidents.

In the past, many things that could only be said in private have now faintly been put on the surface.

Even, some of the people who slapped the horses and slacked their beards were already crying and shouting to build a shrine for Gonggong Wei.

Li Yuanqing didn't know how to describe his mood for a while.

In the face of the general trend of the times, with his energy at this time, it is still a little too insignificant.

Da Ming, at the root, is already rotten.

However, on the occasion of the advent of the 'Dark Age', it is also an excellent opportunity for Li Yuanqing!

Stand after breaking.

If it is not broken, it will not stand.

The original situation has been stagnated, and if it is not broken, how can a new structure be formed?

After thinking about it for a while, Li Yuanqing waved his hand and asked Xiaolian to bring a pen and paper, and wrote a long letter to Sun Chengzong with his somewhat clumsy calligraphy.

In the letter, Li Yuanqing gave a detailed account of the course of the double-front battle in eastern and southern Liaoning, and carefully analyzed the situation of the Ming Dynasty in Liaodi and the Houjin army at this time.

Although the previous battle report had been sent to Liaoxi, there was no analysis by Li Yuanqing.

As for this analysis, Li Yuanqing did not have too many reservations, and elaborated on his thoughts, at this time, the war with Houjin should still be based on confrontation and attrition, and it is not appropriate to use swords and soldiers on a large scale.

The advantage of the Ming Dynasty is in the general trend, and the advantage of Houjin is in the locality.

According to the situation at this time, the national strength of the Houjin army has been struggling, and if they want to develop, they can only do it to the Ming Dynasty.

And at that time, it will be the best opportunity for Daming.

Of course, Li Yuanqing did not forget to secretly pat Sun Chengzong's sycophants, show loyalty, stand on the firmest position, and express his support for Sun Chengzong.

After writing the letter, he carefully dried it, put it in an envelope, sealed it with fire paint, and handed it to his soldiers to be sent to Liaoxi in an expedited manner of 800 li.

After doing this, Li Yuanqing's mood suddenly brightened a lot.

What he can't control, he can only let it develop, but what he can control, he will never allow the slightest deviation!

No matter how difficult it is, the spark of hope must be kept?

Lying on the soft couch, looking at Xiaolian's slender figure not far away, Li Yuanqing suddenly smiled, "Xiaolian, the master is a little tired, come over and rub the master." ”

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