Long and large boxes were transported back and forth from the boat, and pried open a box casually. The shiny flintlock bayonet inside emitted a smell of greasy. Looking at these things, Mao Jue felt relieved.

To be honest, even if he is still at Xiongjin Shipyard these days, he is not at ease. Although it is off-season, who knows whether the Japanese pirates will be dedicated to it? If they come, they will only have a hundred personal soldiers on hand, and the main generals are still injured and dissatisfied with blood. When they really come, Mao Jue has to run away.

But with this batch of arms, the situation can change at least. Even the new recruits in the mercenary group will not be able to fire. You will always stab someone with a bayonet? The last time the Japanese pirates invaded were about 300 to 500. If they dare to do it again at this time, they will not kill these little Japanese!

In addition to these, the cement produced in iron mountains has become bags. Mao Jue just received the new corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, gunpowder, quilts and so on this month. He brought dozens of tons to him. Mao Jue didn't know when he became so rich.

However, Su Changmei, who came here to deliver the goods this time, looked not so good-looking.

Below the building, Wen Meng got busy again. The materials from Jiangnan were hand-sewn by Yizhou Clothing Factory. There were a total of three types of military cotton clothes, two sets of Xia and Dong, and one set of bedding was tied together before leaving. Mao Jue's mercenary group could receive one. On this end, Wen Meng handed over the newly opened luggage bag. The Goryeo mercenaries who received the ceremony needed to hold the luggage bag in their hands and shout loudly.

"Thank you for your gift!"

The soldiers changed into new clothes and carried the bedding back to the dormitory that was temporarily used as a military camp. The employed workers in the shipyard were envious again. With so many eyes, these mercenaries proudly raised their chests.

Don’t underestimate these thank you. This is to tell all the members of the mercenary group who wears, eats, and who will fight for them! This is crucial in today’s feudal era.

Upstairs, on the second floor of the second floor of the cement concrete two-story building that Tieyi had already formed a habit, Mao Jue's office and Su Changmei reported with anger on his face.

"General, the imperial court has received a reward. Wu Sangui has been promoted to the general of the Ningyuan regiment training, and Zu Dashou's defeated general has also been named uncle. But when you come to you, you don't even have the title of general, and just add a hundred-family hereditary family. These Liaodong town generals are simply too bullying! Without the general, they would have all been dry bones in the tomb! They are so greedy for me!"

Almost all the battles were fought by Dongjiang Town, and the Tieyi Army was fighting, but I didn’t have myself when I was rewarded. It would be fine if I could sweat a little, but I was all made in blood. Now I think I am too angry as a member of the Tieyi Army.

However, Mao Jue didn't care about this result. As long as Mao Wenlong was the governor of Dongjiang Town for one day, it would be okay for him, even if he was a mate, the general and the deputy general had no meaning to him. The hundred households in the Jinyi were just good-name. Moreover, in this result, Zu Dashou and Wu Sangui owed him more. If Mao Jue wanted to speak, the two of them had to repay it. Otherwise, if they didn't hold their life-saving grace, they would not be able to survive in the Ming army.

Mao Jue doesn't care much about personal honor and disgrace. His eyes are full of shiny silver now.

"Have the pension money from our military town arrived?"

"Master Jiang! Don't mention this pension money!"

It would be fine if I didn't mention this, but when I mentioned this, Su Changmei became even more angry. She patted her thigh and described it to Mao Jue. As she heard this reply, Mao Jue's face quickly turned dark.

"So little!"

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Stayed in the shipyard until mid-October. With the arrival of the imperial messenger, Mao Jue had to return to Dongjiang to receive the order and prepare to accept the reorganization and expansion of the Iron-Boil Corps.

Wen Meng was thrown to Xiongjin by him. Originally, this old boy was unwilling to do so, so Mao Jue had no choice but to promote him to garrison and divide the Xiongjin mercenary group into his garrison. Especially in the war next year, he promised his troops to be the vanguard, which made Wen Meng reluctantly agree.

On the day they left, the recruits also took flintlock rifles, put on armor, and lined up to see them off neatly by the tidal flats. In the pond of the shipyard, seven giant skeletons once again stood between the sea and the sky. In the southeast corner, the castle that Mao Jue ordered was built was also laid out. The rest was to use large anti-corrosion wood as the skeleton, concrete as the flesh, and build the fortress wall bit by bit, and there were still craftsmen busy.

Everything seemed to be in the right direction, but standing at the opening of the spacious and bloated lucky boat in Dongjiang, Mao Jue's face was always gloomy.

On the fourth day of the September 1st, he returned to Pi Island, but the envoys from the court had arrived first. They were a man from the Ministry of War and a young eunuch in the palace. Both of them were of different ranks, but they were of great style.

"Dog, why don't you come and pay homage to the two angels!"

Mao Jue didn't care, but Mao Wenlong cared very much. He had just returned to the Governor's yamen, and Mao Wenlong personally pulled over to the gate. In the yard, a scholar and civil servant in his early thirties, wearing a blue official uniform and quail patches stood there arrogantly, with a green robe next to him. The eunuch, who was almost twenty, was also arrogant. There was also a table of incense behind the yard. On the other end, Mrs. Zhang hid in the corner of the yard with pride and peeked. The old man Wen Wen even secretly wiped the corner of his eyes with his sleeve. This atmosphere made Mao Jue feel like he was setting off firecrackers at the college entrance examination in the future.

But before he could react, Mao Wenlong knelt down on the bend of his leg. Then Mao Wenlong himself knelt on the cushion, raised his hands high and shouted loudly.

"The old minister Mao Wenlong and the dog son Mao Jue are here to receive the order!"

It was like a man shaking the yellow silk off. Amid Mao Jue's disdainful look, the sharp voice of the dead eunuch sounded in the yard.

"The Emperor Fengtian Chengyun, and the imperial edict said that only Mao family in Luoxia Township, Suzhou Prefecture, was young and capable, dared to serve the country and serve the battlefield. I feel very relieved, and there was an ancient saying..."

An official article was really smelly and long. At the end, Mao Jue understood that he gave him a thousand taels of silver and a few boxes of silk. Then he was a seventh-rank 100-household Jinyiwei official position who didn't know what to be happy about. Following Mao Wenlong, Mao Jue kowtowed three times like a wrong grave and took the yellow silk and the copper seal that could not be smaller.

"Come on, two adults, please invite me. Mao has prepared a banquet here and here!"

After the grand ceremony of receiving orders, this was the first time that Mao Jue saw Mao Wenlong smile like a flower. He reached out in front and bowed to the flower hall to guide the way. Wen Bo also came over with a plate covered with red silk. Judging from the amount, the silver should be a lot.

But just as everyone was happy, Mao Jue's cold voice sounded behind his back.

"Two sirs! Mao's military achievements and warfare were reported. The soldiers were still waiting for rewards, and the martyrs were also waiting for pensions. I wonder if the two sirs brought them to the burned silver and the soldiers!

"Sir, how do you speak?"

Mao Wenlong's face immediately changed slightly, and he scolded him loudly in anger. A eunuch and a civil servant, when Mao Jue shouted, his face turned bad and looked bad.

But Mao Jue has been in a bad mood for two or three days. With his temper, how could he make these two runners feel good?

"Master, my troops are brave enough to fight bloody battles in Dalinghe City! Thousands of people were killed in battle under the Thousand Generals, and the soldiers' bodies were not cold. How could I, the commander, not care about it!"

"According to the court's rules, 63,000 taels of silver were burned and 30,000 taels of silver were rewarded by the soldiers. Have the two imperial envoys brought it?"

This time, even Mao Wenlong's face was not sold. Mao Jue asked aggressively, and the eunuch and civil servant looked even more ugly.

The two of them looked at each other in a collusion, and then the wolf official of the seventh-rank official of the Ministry of War was pinching his beard and pretending to behave.

"General Xiao Mao loves soldiers like his sons, but I admire him, but the court's pensions are important matters! It must be strictly checked, and the list of flowers has been checked one by one to ensure that the silver from the court will not fall into the hands of corruption and villains. General Xiao Mao, do you know?"

In fact, this is a hidden rule in the officialdom. The court handed over several discounts to the military generals. The military generals deducted more than half of them, and sent two of them to fool the soldiers. In this way, you will get rich and I will get rich, and everyone will be happy.

Moreover, these days, officers lied about military merits and reported casualties from time to time. Generally, these imperial envoys turned a blind eye, but Mao Jue spoke too aggressively and forced the two imperial envoys to the point where he made the Ministry of War take this matter.

He said that he had not finished speaking, but Mao Jue was already excited and suddenly rowing his thighs.

"It's so good. At the end of tomorrow, the general will summon the dead soldiers and the miserables. There are also meritorious officials participating in the war to ask the two to check. This, Mao is in charge of military affairs, so he won't be with him for more!"

As he said that, Mao Jue had a dark face again, and strode angrily and turned out, causing the two imperial envoys to look at each other, turned their heads and turned to look at Mao Wenlong.

It was also very embarrassing. Mao Wenlong forced a smile and hugged his fists and said smoothly.

"The war was tragic a while ago, and the dog was mentally injured. He has not recovered for many days. I hope the two adults will forgive me!"

"Young and frivolous! It is understandable that the young master made military achievements again and was favored by His Majesty. He has a little temper!"

"Odd the extreme! What Lord Zhang said is extremely true!"

The plate of silver was handed over, and the two imperial envoys immediately became reasonable again.

"Thank you two! Mao has prepared a banquet, please come here!"

"Mr. Mao, please!"
Chapter completed!