Beiyang new warlord

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"I pay my respects to the general!"

A street was full, thousands of people stopped abruptly, looking at him 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 ceremonies. Even if you bow again, I won't give you the New Year's money!"

A few village elders were a little silly, but the young people behind couldn't help laughing, and some couldn't help laughing outright. To be honest, Mao Jue ordered the confrontation with great fanfare, and everyone suffered a solid blow. After a fat beating, most people are afraid of Mao Jue, but now that Mao Jue has such a cannibalistic side, the impression of those homeless villagers really changed a lot.

One of them boldly bowed to Dao respectfully.

"Master General! It just so happens that we lack a spirit. You are the general of the Dongjiang River, and there is no one more suitable than you. I beg you to come and guide me!"

"Bring God?"

In later generations, there will be that kind of large-scale clan celebration in the south, but not in the north. Mao Jue didn't have the energy for a single time, and turned his head a little bit in shock. Next to him, Luo Zhige, who had participated in it many times, bowed hurriedly and explained in a low voice.

"It's just that you carry a long flag and lead the way in front."

This job is simple, Mao Jue nodded sharply: "Success, this job will be taken over!"

The general still has privileges. Others lead the way with long flags on their shoulders, while Mao Jue rides on a horse. Following behind him, the grand parade marches forward again lively. On both sides of the road, from time to time There was fierce applause, and a bold hot girl screamed excitedly, as if the hot love of the general was going to swallow Mao Jue.

After all, they were refugees who escaped from their hometown by a near-death, and the feudal shackles of ethics were also diluted to the extreme. It seemed that it was the most straightforward and calm era in China during the Qin and Han Dynasties, and the daughter's family dared to love and hate.

Mao Jue is really a little bit flustered. In later generations, people call him Xiaocao, and he is called Xiaomu stick. They all watch others show off their love and affection to him. At some point, he will become the prince charming of thousands of little girls. With a long flag on his shoulders, he She waved her hands left and right to say hello, but she saw Ying Ji, who was guarding her sword behind her, jealous of Heng Sheng, patrolling around like a tigress with eyes, wishing to beat a group of coquettish sluts to the sky.

The lively celebration went on for an entire afternoon. More than 2 immigrants and more than 2000 guard soldiers participated in it except for the bad luck of the guards. , customs, etc. The complex meaning of gathering together, the sense of identity, arises spontaneously.

In the evening, although there is no Spring Festival Gala to watch, every family gathers together for four generations to watch the New Year's Eve and eat dumplings for the New Year's Eve. For the refugees, this half year is simply the darkest moment in their lives. , some of them have personally experienced what it is like to escape from death under the iron heels of the post-golden cavalry who broke through the side wall. Hungry and hungry, it is commonplace to gnaw on the bark of Avalokitesvara. Hot meat dumplings are for them , just like the scene in the dreamland of the little match girl became real and stood in front of me.

However, compared to these citizens, Mao Jue, the coach of Dongjiang, is not so comfortable. The houses of the people get up first, but the Hongshuang City Yamen is still a cold foundation. In the afternoon, Mao Jue has to blow the limelight. The cold wind returned to the Black Pearl.

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

In the fireplace, the natural cold water from the Hongshuang River was already gurgling, and the table was covered with flour, and the two foreign wives were clumsily making dumplings.

Adelaine, a Western daughter-in-law, is definitely versatile, she knows both astronomy and geography, but this art does not include culinary skills, and her little hands, which are usually quick to sign documents, are clumsy when making dumplings. The dumplings are made in the shape of buns, five-pointed stars, zongzi, and boats. Anyway, there are no dumplings.

As for Ying Ji, the oriental daughter-in-law, she wasn't too strong, and the dumplings she made almost caught up with Hyakki Yako.

Fortunately, when he came back, Mao Jue had been standing by the window, looking at his new kingdom, otherwise he would have burst out laughing when he turned around.

The Western clock was ticking. Seeing that midnight was approaching, Mao Jue suddenly turned his head with a smile, pulled the flour-covered hands of the two girls, and dragged them to the window, pointing at the sky hurriedly and excitedly. .

"Look, it's about to start!"

Not long after his words fell, on the other side of the Red Twin Cities, there was a bang, a muffled thunder exploded in the darkness, and the two girls widened their big watery eyes in astonishment, watching a spot of light being sprayed onto it suddenly. In midair, a brilliant light burst out immediately.

"Wow!"

Ying Ji couldn't help her eyes light up, but Adelaina couldn't help her small mouth twitching violently, and immediately rolled her eyes at Mao Jue.

This time to open up the colony, all kinds of daily necessities and tools were brought, but this did not include the fireworks for the New Year. Mao Jue gave the order to use cannons to spray high-magnesium flares, and to use "Heavenly Creation" It was carefully produced by Li Song Yingxing's recording method, and then sprayed out with cannons for night assembly.

One shot is five taels of silver!

Excitedly gesticulating and looking at the sky as bright as day, and the citizens in Hongshuang City were surprised to go to the street to watch the citizens for a long time, Mao Jue realized that his accountant's expression was wrong, and the dignified Dongjiang Marshal couldn't help waving his hands guiltily.

"Just this time! Don't make an example! Isn't it okay if you don't make an example?"

Seeing Mao Jue's cautious smile, Adelaina couldn't help smiling again on her taut little face, shaking her head helplessly.

Her heart, which has been shrouded in clouds these days, can't help but relax a lot again. The man in front of her eyes seems to overlap with the shadow of the man in her memory. She can't help but her azure blue pupils are slightly blurred. stand up.

But when the Black Pearl was full of warmth, a large piece of the forest was missing, full of hair, and in the deep and narrow eye sockets, several pairs of eyes were staring at the flares blooming in the sky, the spotlight In the flickering, it reveals the timidity and viciousness like a wolf

Chapter 3 Twelve. The Shadow of Ming Dynasty

The construction of Red Shuangcheng is still going on. This new year has passed, and everyone is obviously more energetic. On both sides of the three-meter-wide street, there are beating and knocking sounds everywhere. In the holes in the foundations, women with turbans on their heads carrying baskets carrying water and food, and children running around with nails and hammers.

Even if he was tired from work, he stopped to smoke a cigarette, but he stepped on the butt of the cigarette and went on to work.

This is the sense of belonging, not to mention the sense of accomplishment in the hearts of refugees from all over the world who have become red couples when they see the rows of houses they have built by themselves.

But now the project is not in a hurry. More than 1000 small two-story buildings have been repaired, which can be used as work sheds to accommodate more than 2 people. The rest of the work is perfect, so there is no need to worry. It was also drawn out and used for other purposes.

On the two sides of the Red Shuang River, on the plain covered with snow quilts, Mao Jue personally took a long pole and inserted it fiercely into the snow shell. Then a soldier grabbed the tape measure at the end of the pole and moved forward quickly. After running over, at the end, another pole was firmly inserted into the ground, and the four poles were connected to form a huge square. More than a dozen soldiers began to push the trolley, and the one in front quickly used an engineering shovel to dig next to the tape measure, A ditch was dug, and the ones in the back took red stones collected from the mountains and filled them in hastily. On the horizon, red squares popped up one by one in an orderly manner.

This is the most important thing in the feudal era, measuring the land! As long as the large coastal plains are plowed, they can be planted when spring comes, but before that, the land must be measured.

The past dynasties, especially the Ming Dynasty today, suffered from this even more! Hidden land, evaded taxation, rich and powerful families, but they did not pay a penny, and the heavy tax burden was completely on the poor farmers. The abandonment of wasteland has caused the country's tax revenue to dry up, and it has to increase tax revenue, falling into the current endless loop.

Nowadays, in Dongjiang, land tax is still an extremely important income. If Mao Jue wants to rule here, he must divide the land measurement and keep the first field book. Otherwise, with the development of society, the gap between rich and poor will widen , that is, there will be endless troubles.

In a serious look, Adelaine, who was already much better from her "sickness", also added a new stroke to the field book with an extremely grim face.

However, just as Mao Jue was doing it carefully, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes on the newly built wooden bridge in Hongshuanghe, and a red flag was held high in his hand. He galloped out on horseback and yelled hurriedly at the Dongjiang troops who were measuring on the plain.

"Where is the general, the military express!"

With a sudden jump in his heart, he threw the measuring pole in his hand to the soldiers, and Mao Jue rushed to meet him.

"Ben will be here!"

The Dongjiang Fleet has been advancing along the coastal waters, arriving at the tip of the southernmost tip of Sakhalin Island. Since the Spring Festival, the Dongjiang cavalry has launched a mission they should have carried out long ago, exploring this big island. This is the first It's been three days.

Although the area of ​​Sakhalin Island is indeed not small, it is only the size of two Japanese islands of Kyushu and one-third of Honshu Island. The cavalry marched along the coastline. After hearing the news, Mao Jue followed him personally.

The shape of Sakhalin Island is like a piece of cake torn from the mainland. It is slender and irregular. It's because the arc is missing a piece, like a crescent shovel. Mao Jue's red twin city is in the southwest corner, while the cavalry's exploration position is in the southeast corner.

This place was also covered by heavy snow, and the riders of Xianjing Taoist priest swept away here. By then, Mao Jue had already shown his first clues. There were piles of logs piled up on the beach, and there were still logs on the beach. The same scaffolding, in a nearby open space, the planed wood flowers and snow have been mixed together, and there are a few boats that have not yet been built, and they are also laid out there. The northern barbarian pirate ship on the beach near Tun Island is exactly the same.

"Have you ever found a settlement near here?"

"Returning to the general, I haven't found it yet, but to have such a large-scale shipbuilding site, people must live not far from here. Don't worry, the general, before sunset today, the general will definitely find it, but it will be then!"

Looking at the traces of the shipyard, Sumu Yeertai's old face wrapped under the leather hat also revealed a look of ferocity, which is really a new and old hatred. Those barbarian pirates who were far away went south to plunder, and those who were close killed him The tribal people, with their big eyes sunken deep in their eye sockets, were full of murderous intent, but they answered Mao Jue's question with respect.

After listening to his explanation, Mao Jue couldn't help but nodded.

"It would have been saved!"

Immediately, he simply turned his head back and gave orders to Mao Li who was behind him.

"Pass down the general's order, call the troops of Baima, Xianxing, Lu An, six rivers and four guards!"

"As ordered!"