"Young master, it's all bad for plain clothes!"

The genius was just dawning and was already a "sinner", Mao Jue had to get up, pack his luggage, and get the punishment. Yesterday, Suyi was whipped by Mrs. Chen for almost an hour. This girl was also seriously injured and had scars on her body. But even so, she still struggled, packed her luggage for Mao Jue, and prepared breakfast.

After eating something, the plain clothes were still tearful and sent to the mansion, and reluctantly pulled Mao Jue's sleeve.

"If I hadn't brought out the mirror to show off, the young master wouldn't have been beaten by that bastard, nor would he be exiled by the master. Master, Su Yi, I'm sorry for you, you beat me! Scream me!"

In the feudal era, in order to withdraw the emperor's majesty, the death penalty was as cruel as it was, but it was even more terrifying than the death penalty. After all, people were dead but were thrown to the lonely and desolate frontier to suffer until they died! Because of himself, the young master was exiled by the master, Su Yi's guilt was imagined.

His almond eyes were almost swollen, and the girl pulled her sleeve and sobbed constantly. On the one hand, Mao Jue was helpless, but on the other hand, he was also happy.

Just two months ago, he was a poor and innocent prince. In college, not to mention the department flowers in the department, even the dogtail flowers in the class could not fall in love with him, a poor boy who was a homeless and poor person.

Now, there is such a beautiful girl who is devoted to him. Even if it changes from a peaceful and prosperous era to a chaotic era that is always lost, Mao Jue still feels a sense of happiness.

Even if the sky falls, he doesn't have to carry it alone.

"Okay! Young Master is willing to scold you? It's too late to care for you!"

Holding her little face, Mao Jue moved her over helplessly and looked at herself. He wiped the tears on the girl's face with his sleeve, and Mao Jue said solemnly.

"Don't forget, the young master has promised that no one else can bully you except me!"

"Young Master!"

"Okay, Master, I won't come back as soon as I leave! There are two more tasks left for you!"

Hearing this, Suyi finally wiped the tears that came out again, and was full of seriousness and stood attentive, pointing her little head heavily.

"Young Master, you said that even if you have to fight for your life, Suyi will do it for the young master!"

"The first one is to hide the secret recipe of the mirror and don't reveal it. This is the lifeblood of my young master, my lifeblood! "

"Young Master, don't worry, even if you kill Suyi, Suyi will not reveal a word!"

As soon as I was about to take the oath, I patted my chest, and the girl answered extremely seriously.

"Second!"

A bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly it bounced on the girl's nose. In her shock, Mao Jue hummed seriously: "This matter is more important than before. That is, when I am leaving for this period of time, you are at home. You must raise yourself with a sensual and sharp chin shell, which is how beautiful it looks! But here! Here! You must grow up for the young master. In the future, we must not be hungry if we have children!"

Just now, I was parting with life and death. Mao Jue pointed it at me twice. Suyi's little face suddenly turned red, and her little head was almost buried in her chest. However, a few seconds later, the girl nodded seriously.

"Young master, Suyi knows it! Suyi will definitely wait for you to come back!"

When she said this last sentence, her eyes were filled with determination.

The most difficult thing to get the kindness of a beauty!

"Young Master!"

There are more than just a couple of dogs and men who are giving away dog ​​food here. As the old housekeeper, Wen Bo personally led the carriage to escort Mao Jue to the military camp. He coughed dissatisfiedly behind him, which made Mao Jue, who was immersed in his emotions, finally woke up.

"wait for me!"

Finally, he patted the girl's little head. With her reluctant gaze as if she was enough to wrap around the moon, she threw her luggage on her back. Mao Jue turned around and climbed onto the carriage.

When the corner gate came out, the horse's hoof stepped on the bluestone slab and made a sound of kicking and swaying. Following the horse's hoof, he sat at the window. Mao Jue looked outside in a daze. He was almost walking out of this street of the Governor's Mansion. On the other end, the closed door of the Mao's mansion had just opened, but two servants were hanging on the mansion gate with white lanterns, and the pillars were also wrapped around it for several times.

I really don’t know what the relationship between Chen Qian and Mrs. Shen. Looking at their cousins’ relatives, Mao Jue suddenly suspected that this dead ghost was also one of the potential users of German orthopedics. Otherwise, if a servant died, why did Mrs. Chen make the Mao family go white?

However, as the two busy servants were getting farther and farther away, Mao Jue's face was filled with a sneer. No matter how glorious the funeral was, Mao Jue won this move. If her surname was Chen, she had to consider how many heads she had to be broken.

I believe that with his remaining power, Suyi would have lived a better life in the mansion.

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Pi Dao said it was small, but it was not big. In less than half an hour, he pulled Mao Jue's luggage and the carriage had arrived at the camp in the west of the city.

After all, it is a military town, and there are military camps at all corners of Pidao City. Two-thirds of the soldiers and horses in Dongjiang Town are stationed here, with a total of 27,800. The camp in the north of the city that Mao Jue went to last time was one of them, but even the horses there are not as good as the camp in the west of the city.

Further north here is the mouth of the Yalu River in the Kingdom of Korea. Although the Iron Mountain generation is still in the hands of the Ming Dynasty, Yizhou, which went north, has long fallen under the control of the Later Jin Dynasty. It can be said that this is the front line of the battlefield.

Responding to the pressure from Yizhou at any time, the one here is also the most powerful corps under Mao Wenlong's command, the Dongjiang Navy.

The Ming army warships anchored in the outer port were densely packed like a sail forest, built in wood. In the sturdy water camp, there were Ming army boats patrolling each other. The camp on the back and forth, with a faint whistling sound coming and going, sitting in the carriage, watching the spears surging inside, which finally gave Mao Jue a sense of an army.

No wonder Mao Jue didn't take this exile seriously. This punishment was a bit of a joke. When it was exiled under his nose, the general in charge had to call him brother. In addition to the poor conditions in the army, he was not as comfortable as the small building in his Mao mansion. Mao Jue really couldn't find anything to torture him. Yesterday, Mao Wenlong gritted his teeth and entrusted himself to look closely at the bearded general who was waiting at the camp gate. Two equally high-level generals were greeted by him. This situation was definitely not an exile in the army, but a leader came to inspect.

I don’t know if Chen Qian’s guy Huang Quan would come back alive if he was angry.

The two personal soldiers went up to help Mao Jue carry his luggage, followed Mao Jue and jumped out of the carriage, leading a horse, and Wen Bo bowed his body towards him.

"I'm sending the young master here. The army is suffering. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future!"

"I'm here!"

"By the way, Master, I have something for you!"

"Master, give it to me?"

After taking Wen Bo's sleeve and putting it into his hand, Mao Jue pointed at his nose in surprise. To be honest, it was really hard for him to regard Mao Wenlong as his father. In addition to protecting him to keep his young master, this old man was purely a stranger to Mao Jue, and he was also a stranger with a bad impression. After all, the two had contacted each other twice, and Mao Jue asked him to clean up. Until now, the crack in his mouth still hurts.

He also wanted to ask what it was, but during this kung fu, Mao Youde and several other battalion generals had already come over. Wen Bo seemed unwilling to have more contact with them, so he turned around and left. During this period, he had to work under other people's hands. No matter how low Mao Jue's emotional intelligence was, he didn't dare to show off. He hurriedly threw this matter and held his fists and greeted him.

"The sinner has seen several generals!"

"Hahaha, I'm really polite!"

The beard seemed to be shaking, and there were a lot of wrinkles on his face. When Mao Youde came up, he directly held up Mao Jue's tribute to both hands, and said with a smile.

"Isn't it just killing a servant in the mansion? What a big deal? The father and the commander are also angry these two days. After a few days, he will take the young brother back. Stay with me here with peace of mind these days. I can't treat you badly!"

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness!"

People were forced out. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Mao Jue had worked hard in the shipyard more than before. He immediately changed his words and replied with gratitude. When he heard this, Mao Youde smiled even more and then extended his hand and introduced it to the side.

"This is your sixth brother, this is your seventh brother Zhongming. All of them are under the control of this area. Don't be restrained, just stay at home."

"I've met Brother Six and Brother Seven!"

"Haha, you're polite, you're polite!"

At the two generals, Mao Jue went up and clasped his fists again. The two guys also looked kind and returned the gift. The taller Mao Kexi, who was taller and thin, also stroked him in a very delicate manner and slapped Mao Youde.

"Fifth, this young man, this little brother is here for you. You won't just pretend to be at this door! Do I know that the jar of Shanxi Fenjiu under your bed will be put into Shanxi old vinegar!"

This guy looked cunning, and Mao Youde's rough face immediately twitched in pain. He cursed rude words first, and then he smiled bitterly and hugged Mao Jue's neck.

"Okay, for the sake of the arrival of my younger brother, you two turtles! My younger brother, go with our brothers to have a drink!"

"Uh, this..."

No matter that era, the most popular thing in the army was to take up adopted sons, just like Yang Lin, the king of the Great Sui Dynasty, Qin Shubao, who was known as the Thirteenth Grandmaster. Mao Wenlong himself was not good at it, and only Mao Jue was the biological son, but there were a lot of godsons and grandsons under his command. With godsons like Mao Youde, Mao Kexi and Mao Zhongming, Dongjiang Town can almost be called the Mao family army. There are a lot of kid brothers, and he can't bear the crime when he comes to this military camp. Mao Jue expected it.

But this enthusiasm was a little too much. I hadn't decided where I would go when I came! I drank first, and was hugged by Mao Youde and walked inward. Mao Jue's eyes were still a little straight.

"Come on, do it!"

Shanxi wine in this era is almost as good as the white wines of later generations, especially the wines that these northern men drank were even more exhausted. After less than three or four minutes, they arrived at Mao Youde's camp. The white Fenjiu was poured into a big bowl. Seeing that Mao Youde and the other three had no pauses, they raised their heads and poured them into their stomachs. A face turned into a sad purple eggplant. Mao Jue had to pretend to be generous, and he also raised the big bowl, pinched his nose and stuffed it into his stomach.

A burning hot stream rushed straight to his door core in an instant.
Chapter completed!