Xiucai Mu Youcai was ordered to stay in Shouzhou, he didn't know how to lead troops to fight, and the defense problems in the city were handed over to Wu Liuqi to manage, and the entire government affairs of Shouzhou were handled by him in an orderly manner.

According to the boss's instructions, he planned two wastelands, one of which was the pasture of Daluhua Chi Asu Nayan in Gushou Prefecture, which could reclaim 10,000 acres of fertile land.

Hao Shisan poured out of his nest and rushed to Luzhou from afar, because this large piece of wasteland, between Shouzhou and Luzhou, as long as the two throats were contained, this fertile land as a reclamation would not be attacked from outside with the protection of the city.

Mu Youcai can be said to have worked hard for the restoration of order in Shouzhou City, the coins in the treasury are counted one by one, and the grain in the granary is measured in one piece.

Finally, I escaped from the boss's side, and I didn't have to work hard for fear of being scolded by the boss.

Xiucai tasted mare's milk wine, paced in the boss's bedroom, intoxicated with admiring the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and looked at it all day, watching the day's vacation pass like this.

He sighed to himself: "Fortunately, with the boss, I have the opportunity to feast my eyes and appreciate this rare ink treasure, and when the world is calm, show these calligraphy and paintings to the people of the world, so that the people who read the world also have a feeling of feasting their eyes, how good." ”

"Hey!" Xiucai sighed again: "Why did the boss take away all the brothers from Mujiazhai, but leave a few left, how good it is to taste this mare's milk wine with me." ”

He had forgotten that ten days ago, he still admired the Han family's well field Qianmo and the rice wine as light as water, at this time, he was used to the crispness and mellow of this mare's milk wine. I don't know if he is good for the boss Hao Shisan, and deliberately cultivates his interest in this area.

Xiucai picked up the wine jug and poured it himself, but found that the wine jug did not flow out of the wine, he shook it, found that his wine jug was empty, and called the guard outside the door: "Brother, go to the wine cellar again and get me a bottle of mare's milk wine!" ”

"Changshi, this is already the last bottle!" The guard replied helplessly.

Xiucai felt a "Weng" sound in his head, and his head instantly swelled ten times larger, almost making him poke his head and feet on the ground.

Xiucai secretly shouted: "It's broken! Broken! Cause trouble, cause trouble, wait for the boss to come back and be scolded! ”

Xiucai still vaguely remembered the scene of drinking that day, the boss liked this mare's milk liquor from Beimeng the most, and he drank the liquor for the boss, and the boss scolded him for being light.

Obviously, there is only one pot of mare's milk wine left, and it happened to be drunk by Mu Youcai, the boss came back, can't he think that he was lazy, drinking every day, and then drank all the wine?

"What to do? What to do? ”

After all, Xiucai is a scholar, and his mind is more bright, so he paced a few steps anxiously, and immediately thought of finding someone to brew.

However, Jiao Yu's artisan camp is basically Han Chinese, and no one understands the winemaking methods of Northern Mongolia?

"What to do? What to do? ”

Xiucai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he forgot to revel in calligraphy and painting, if there was a tree at this time, he could climb it.

"Huh? On the day of the capture of Shouzhou, I fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, wasn't it the boss who captured a ten-division commander from Northern Mongolia? He is an authentic ancient man who must know how to make mare's milk wine. Xiucai felt that his eyes lit up.

The ten-captain named Yu Tonghe, when he broke the city in Shouzhou, in order to retrieve Dalu Huachi's body, he was captured by Hao 13, Hao 13 didn't want to harm him, he refused to persuade him to surrender several times, Hao 13 wanted to let him go.

However, he understood the reality of the Shouzhou Red Turban Army, so Hao Shisan locked him up, wanting to wait for the pacification near Shouzhou before releasing him to go elsewhere.

Yu Tonghe also seemed to understand that Hao Shisan didn't harm him, he ate and slept one day, slept and ate, delicious and delicious, why didn't he enjoy it? The body seems to be a lot fatter.

Yu Tonghe sat on the chair of the governor's mansion, with a righteous face, his eyes looked at the beams of the house, like an awe-inspiring strong man who looked at death as if he were at home, and said generously: "I will not surrender to you red turban thieves." ”

Xiucai Mu Youcai begged Yu Tonghe for something, and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, lowering his posture, as if coaxing a three-year-old child: "Boil, don't be angry!" Don't be angry! I'm not trying to persuade you to surrender, but the manager asked me to serve you well, and see, during this time, all the good food and drink have been fattened for you. ”

"Humph!" Yu Tonghe looked righteous and tilted his face to the other side.

"I mean, you're going to have to do me a favor too, right?" Xiucai Mu Youcai accompanied the smiling face, and turned to Yu Tonghe.

Yu Tonghe snorted, looked up directly at the beam, and ignored the talent in front of him.

Xiucai's hated teeth itched, except for the boss, when did he whisper like this? He's a serious reader! Scholar! Scholar! Show talent! (Important things are said three times)

But Xiucai didn't have a temper, who told him to drink up the boss's mare's milk wine, in the face of Yu Tonghe's toughness, he could only take the initiative to confess and strive to be moved:

"Let's be honest, I drank all of our boss's mare's milk wine, I want you to help me make some mare's milk wine", Xiucai carefully nodded the wine bottle in his hand: "Not much, just a little, as long as you can fill this bottle, it's enough." ”

"No!"

Kindness? No......

Xiucai has worked so hard, and the entire Shouzhou, except for him, didn't speak so quietly to the boss, and he spoke well for a long time, and you actually rejected me.

Xiucai Mu Youcai was angry: "The boss won't let me serve you well, brother, if you say so, then don't blame me - brothers, do it!" ”

Even if he lent it to Xiucai Mu Youcai, he didn't dare to whip the prisoner with the boss on his back.

The first time the boss was angry with his brothers, it was because the brothers grabbed buns to eat, and almost blood could ooze from his eyes.

Several big men stepped forward, pressed Yu Tonghe to the ground, and took off Yu Tonghe's riding boots, Yu Tonghe was also a little surprised, but he was just troubled by some criminal laws, why did he take off his shoes? How many days have I not had a chance to wash my feet?

Xiucai took a dry brush, covered his nose, brushed Yu Tonghe's feet, and asked tentatively:

"Help me make wine!"

Now it's Yu Tonghe's turn to suffer.

The feeling of being scratched on the heart of someone's feet is not uncomfortable, it is very uncomfortable, Yu Tonghe wants to laugh, but there is really no reason to laugh, he is a prisoner of others.

"No!"

"It's hard-mouthed!" Xiucai also saw that Yu Tonghe was not affected by this trick, and he also knew how to take advantage of people's danger, "Brush brush, I will brush brush, so that you will say no!" Xiucai wielded a brush, a big brush, a special brush.

"My lord, I really don't, I was born in the Central Plains, and I was born in a noble family, you see that aristocratic family, there are people who make their own wine, this is all the errand of the portal slave," Yu Tonghe finally said to him under the headless and brainless heart.

Xiucai also knows that most of this cute ancient person can't make wine, and it seems that the boss's scolding is indispensable.

"Brush, if you don't give me wine, I'll brush and brush" said that, it's three brushes again.

"Don't brush, don't brush, I surrender, I surrender"

Xiucai knew that the boss's scolding was indispensable, and he was very angry in his heart: "Surrender is invalid, continue to brush!" Brush! Brush! ”

Yu Tonghe patted the ground and begged for mercy: "I really surrender!" I surrender! My dad and my brothers are also Red Turbans! ”

"It's, can the Meng ancients still create their own rebellion? Brush! Xiucai was so angry that dirty words popped out of his mouth.

"God is pitiful, I didn't lie, my father is a deposed Mengyuan nobleman, my name is Boya Tonghe, three brothers Yu Tongyuan, Yu Tongyuan, Yu Tonghai, and Shuangdao Zhao Pusheng have a water village in Chaohu Lake, my father is really a Red Turban Army, and the Red Turban Army does not fight the Red Turban Army!"

Xiucai no longer dared to slack off at this time, this Yu Tonghe, Hao Shisan intended to recruit him, thinking that he was loyal to his master, so he endured and harmed.

Even if Yu Tonghe is willing to surrender and he continues to torture, it is still excusable, since Yu Tonghe has a relationship with the Southern Ming Sect, this can involve the contradiction between the Southern and Northern Ming Sects.

Who doesn't know that most of the disciples of Peng Yingyu of the Southern School of Mingjiao use Puzi and Zizi as the score.

The contradiction between Xiucai Mu Youcai and Yu Tonghe is just because of a bottle of mare's milk bar, which has to rise to the contradiction between Hao Shisan and Zhao Pusheng, and to the contradiction between Han Lin'er, Liu Futong and Xu Shouhui, even if he shows talent Mu Youcai no matter how bold he is, he can't hold such a thing.

"Come on, send a fast horse and take him to Luzhou to see the boss, no, see the chief manager." Xiucai didn't care about the truth of Yu Tonghe's words, so he could only go to Luzhou and find the boss to make a decision.