After giving Yu Dacheng's face, Mao Jue also gave him a big gift. Aren't you here in person the highest commander on the front line? Pay the 210,000 taels of military expenses first! No money? There is no way! The soldiers take care of me for salary, and I have no choice! All the Iron-Ren Army on duty in the city have withdrawn from Cheng, and the more than 46,000 fanatical White Lotus Sect, please watch yourself.

Not only that, Mao Jue also did what he said, and he compiled the signatures of local tyrants that day, and the battle reports were compiled in the past few days. It was not that he did not mention Yu Dacheng at all, but that he particularly mentioned how comfortable he was in Jinan City. This battle had nothing to do with him.

Mao Jue alone has no weight, but even the Censorate cannot ignore the joint names of so many local tyrants.

Although if this memorial is submitted, Mao Jue's own reputation will definitely become worse. After all, the military officer openly resisted and questioned the civil servants. The demolition of this civil servant will definitely make the civil servants in the court dislike it. A group of cabinet ministers must label him as domineering, vulgar and other labels.

But Mao Jue doesn't care. Anyway, Jiangnan was arranged by the scholars and young masters who were full and full of money from the Wu and Song families, who were so full that they had nothing to do. Mao Jue's reputation is already bad enough, so he doesn't care or he's a little bit worse.

Moreover, being domineering and not easy to control is also beneficial. No one likes his subordinates who are hard to control. Dongjiang is still in the far north and the journey is thousands of miles away. Since that is the case, I will not call my troops at all. Don’t think about him, Mao Jue, if you destroy the peasant army, you must not think about him.

The only disadvantage is that Dongjiang is probably ranked behind the towns. But does Mao Jue take that little food and salary seriously?

It really settled down. As Dengzhou City was recovered, the bandits and bandits who jumped up in the local area began to hang up their tails, either hiding in shame in the crowd to pretend to be good people, or simply retreating back to the mountain, and then becoming bandits in the reed marsh.

At this time, the local ruling order of the Laizhou court in Dengzhou had not been re-established. Maintaining local stability, it fell on these big clans. It was exactly the same as when they were in Hangzhou. After the disaster, it was a reshuffle of the forces, divided the land, plundered the tenants, and the local tyrants were imprisoned in Dengzhou, but they were unwilling to let the people down!

On July 15th, these people first asked for farewell.

"Thank you, General Gudao, for his kindness, for fighting bravely for our Shandong. To combat this chaos, please don't worry. We will definitely speak up for justice and follow the general's tail!"

"You are righteous, Mao will remember it in your heart. If you are useful in the future, you will be very frank. You will say bluntly that as long as Mao has achieved some strength, you will never refuse!"

"Take care of yourself!"

"Goodbye!"

After clasping each other, a group of local tyrants were happily going their separate ways on the road, and they were not on their own. They gave face at Yu Dacheng's banquet, and Mao Jue was not stingy. They helped them recruit some honest people and servants among the refugees, horses and mules, and each person also gave money ranging from 100 to 1000 taels. Although they were not interested in these guys at both ends of snakes and rats, this is the reality. The power network of the Ming Dynasty was built on them. Liao Town belonged to Shandong, and Mao Jue still needed them sooner or later.

Now that he has gained the favor of the Party, it is more or less beneficial to Mao Jue.

"These guys..."

Seeing his general smiling from a distance, he felt reluctant to leave. He had seen how ugly these guys were, Kong Youde was full of disdain and held his fists behind him.

"Jiang, we have their handle, why should we give them the money? It's 40,000 taels. The court has not yet allocated a penny of silver. All we spend is your inventory, so how worth it?"

"Brother Kong, have you seen our mill? In the mill, you ask the donkey to pull the millstone. Are you whipping it with a whip, or are you hanging a corn cob on the top of its forehead?"

A meaningful smile appeared on his face. Mao Jue asked with his arms in ease, but Kong Youde was confused when he asked.

"Who has time to see them? Of course, he hangs a corn cob and lets it run away by itself! Mr. Jiang, what does this have to do with giving those poor money?"

Don’t understand this? Mao Jue really couldn’t help occupying Guangdong with later generations, safely survived the Three Feudal Rebellion, and Kangxi even wrote an inscription for him. The Ming Dynasty traitor Kong Youde was associated with Mao Jue, who waved his hand in a mysterious way.

"Forget it, Brother Kong, that's why I can be the general of Tieyi, and you can only obey my orders!"

"Okay, don't worry about so much, go home!"

Anyway, the Liao Town troops were not without precedents of running away halfway. In the second year of Chongzhen, Yuan Chonghuan was arrested by Chongzhen for no reason. Zu Dashou was very scared and took more than 30,000 Ning Jin soldiers from the line of fire. He ran to Shanhaiguan in one breath. The battlefield that had already been fought back was driven over by Huang Taiji, forcing Emperor Chongzhen to put down his old face and asked Yuan Chonghuan to write a letter to Zu Dashou, and then he transferred Ning Jinbing back.

What's more, Mao Jue's situation is much better now. I'll put down the rebellion and kill people. Yu Dacheng, who always claims to be the supreme commander of Shandong, is here again. He doesn't pay military pay. The army is short of money and misses home. I can't wait for the Ministry of War to order it back first. Is there nothing wrong with it?

Although he may not be able to wait for the military pay from the court, Mao Jue really doesn't care about the 20,000 or 30,000 taels of silver. Anyway, this time he robbed Wang Hua'an, not to mention that he had earned more than 500,000 taels of military expenditure, he still had the remaining money. And the biggest money he made this time was the one in front of him.

Mao Wenlong almost all the ships that can be mobilized in Dongjiang were sent to him by Mao Jue. Dengzhou Outer Port and several ports near Weihaiwei were almost in the Spring Festival travel rush. The dense crowds of people took boats and began to head north, crossing the sea to the strange and familiar Liaodong.

Mao Jue's biggest gain this time was probably the 100,000 Liao people and refugees. When he first went to Jiangnan, Fan Wenju and Zhao Tiezhu helped him immigrate back to about 30,000 people, and the 140,000 to 150,000 people in Dengzhou were 140,000. As for the development of the Later Jin Dynasty in Liaodong, it was the population. Therefore, every time Huang Taiji entered the pass, he had to plunder tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people outside the pass. He was busy conquering Mongolia and replenishing Mongolian cavalry into the Later Jin army. The ones that restricted the development of Dongjiang were also population. Originally, a population of 100,000 and more than 40,000 troops, the supply was simply at its limit and he relied heavily on the supply support within the pass. Once Yuan Chonghuan had no food, Mao Wenlong had to compromise.

But now with these immigrants, Mao Jue is confident that he will develop all the land in the north of Pyeong An Road and Hamkyung Road in one breath. As for the protests of Lee North Korea, he doesn't care at all. Anyway, these two roads actually did not belong to the Lee Dynasty at the beginning. During the Yongle period, the Lee Dynasty sent troops to wipe out the Jurchen tribes who surrendered to the Ming Dynasty and snatched them. Then Emperor Yongle pretended to be forced and admitted it casually. It is still vast and sparsely populated, and the pressure is not great.

And Mao Jue also thought of a way to evade Li Chao.

Now that the immigration has not been completed, there are at least 70,000 or 80,000 people waiting for ships in the port, and not everyone is willing to go to Liaodong. The Liao people have no choice. Anyway, they are also refugees here, with no land and no land. After returning to Liaodong, Mao Jue promised to farm for three years, and one person would be ten acres of land. It would not be worse than now, right?

As for some local people in Shandong, they are still unwilling to go to Liaodong. After all, it is a battlefield, and they leave their hometowns, die in other places, and stay away from their ancestral graves. According to the tradition at this time, they are going to be lonely ghosts, and falling leaves return to their roots is not something to say.

At this time, Fan Wenju came into play.

When Mao Jue came back, he happened to meet this old scholar fooling people at the gate of the refugee camp. A group of Shandong refugees carrying bags wanted to leave there, while Fan Wenju, who was appointed as the chief executive of the refugee camp by Mao Jue, was bidding farewell.

"Thank you, Lord Fan, for taking care of you these days. However, our Zhaojia Village has lived in Shandong for generations, and the ancestral tombs have been here for more than 800 years! I really can't abandon the ancestral tomb and follow the ancestral tombs north. I hope you can understand."

This is the entire village fleeing famine, led by the village elders. During the Great Wilderness period, the whole village went to other places to ask for food and waited for the better of the year before going back. Whoever dared to occupy their land and fight back was the case. In such a village, it has experienced escaping famine, so naturally he is unwilling to go to Liaodong.

However, Fan Wenju had no intention of keeping him, but instead held the old men's hands earnestly.

"The general is kind and does not force him to keep others. Zhaojia Village is like this, so he should not deviate from his ancestral tomb."

But as soon as his tone changed, his face changed. He pulled his face tightly and lowered his voice and said in a low voice.

"But if you want to escape famine, don't go to Jinan. This time, the Lu army was destroyed by our Bailian army. The Shandong side was arrested. All the male soldiers were arrested and joined the army. Ying Tianxing, who went to fight against Shandong, had no military pay yet, and all the women and children at home would starve to death!"

"Yes! Yes! Lord Fan said very well, I'm so useless!"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Wenju continued to remind him with a serious expression.

"Don't stay in Denglaidao. The battle here just ended. I got news from Zheng Ye. The local tyrants and evil gentry caught by the Holy Sect Army were all released back to their hometown by the Dog Court. They came to Qing'er in the local area. Whoever participated in the Holy Sect Army would have to take revenge to the death."

"Thank you, Lord Fan, for your reminder, I'm saving it!"

The old face turned a little whiter again, and several village elders nodded again, but before they could finish digestion, Fan Wenju still had it again.

"You must not leave Linqing. Xiangmazi Liu Laohu's team retreated there. You know how much he can do..."

"Also, don't go..."

There were also one by one, most of Shandong became a death trap full of dangers. The old people in the village were stunned and the young and strong behind them were even more pale and swallowed their saliva. After a while, the village chief in the lead simply interrupted Fan Wenju in a miserable way.

"Sir Fan, then you said, where can I go to Shandong?"

"Texas!"

There is really, Fan Wenju said in a spirited manner: "It's far away from the battlefield, and I haven't suffered much this year. And I can get some life by relying on the canal. Even though life is a bit harder, I won't starve to death! The safest area in Texas is the safest!"

But these two words make a bunch of people in Zhaojia Village vomit blood. Where is Dezhou? On the other side of Shandong, in this era of underdeveloped transportation, it is difficult for men, women, young and old in their village to walk back and forth, which is more difficult than those in later generations to set off in the northeast, and it is difficult to travel to Tibet by bicycle. At least the little girl can pulsate on the road with a bottle in her arms, and she can still collect Red Bulls if she has nothing to do. They have no surplus of food and will starve to death within ten days.

But Fan Wenju seemed quite happy after saying that, and said goodbye to them again with his fists.

"Okay, what should be explained is over. Everyone will not change their green mountains and rivers will flow forever, and we will come back!"

As he said that, shaking his sleeves, Fan Wenju actually swayed back to the camp, as if he had no idea about the village behind him. He had started to quarrel in internal conflicts after taking two steps. The young man and the old man grinned for a long time. Just before Fan Wenju was about to step into the private camp, the old captain Zhao suddenly came up from behind in a sad way and begged there with a smiling face.

"Mr. Fan, we decided not to leave and followed Mao Shuai to Dongjiang. That one, I promised to control food and accommodation, and to give our land for three years to farm. Is it still a matter?"

At this moment, Fan Wenju turned into a dilemma and pinched his chin. He shook his head with a look of distress.

"Old Zhao, you said you left, I have already divided your Zhaojia Village share!"

"Ah? What should I do?"

All people are about to starve to death. The ancestral tomb is full of smoke, and it is useless to dig it for a thousand years. At most, a large group of young people don’t want to leave at all. He is an old man, and he is full of misery. The old man tried his best to touch it in his arms, and a few dry copper coins were stuffed into Fan Wenji's arms.

"Mr. Fan, please be kind and help us, and think of a solution! Please!"

"Hey! Hey! This cannot be used! It cannot be used!"

With a look of embarrassment on his face, and after a long time of delay, Fan Wenju finally nodded helplessly.

"You come back with me, and I will help you find it on the Tiancai!"

"But this time I have to say that you are leaving, so it will be difficult for Fan to be a human being!"

"I will never leave! I will never leave!"

In Fan Wenju's solemn advice, Zhao Laoguan slapped his chest and made a sound.

In a mess, a villager followed Fan Wenju and went back.

Standing at the camp gate, Mao Jue stayed for a long time until Fan Wenju went back. Then he followed him with a smile, talking to Kong Youde while walking.

"These scholars have many ideas! Just now Fan Wenju was very good at being a human being. He first sent people out, and then pointed out the danger of leaving, so that the refugees wanted to come back themselves, and finally had to grasp it. Look, there are so many people who want to leave near the gate. When they see that there are so many consequences, they will be scared back, and they will kill multiple shots in one fell swoop!"

He, a deputy general of Tieyi, had no right to set up a civil servant, but after he returned, he sent Fan Wenju to Fatty Su as his deputy. It was definitely more than enough to capture Dongjiang Administration. Mao Jue felt that he had picked up a treasure.

But this guy Kong Youde really couldn't listen to praise others. He was full of dissatisfaction and thrust his round belly suddenly and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Master General, what's this? Give Mo a big machete. Mo aligned towards the door and stood up there. Who dares to leave? You still have to do a lot of trouble!"

"Master Jiang, don't leave! Male Jiang is really good! Male Jiang!"

He really didn't want to talk to him anymore, Mao Jue returned to the port speechlessly, knowing that his general had ordered that the first to the fifth regiments would first be the camp, and the longest fleets of Black Pearl and other fleets that had been away from Dongjiang were already well prepared, and even Suyi had prepared the small bag.

However, before Mao Jue could arrive at his captain's room, his uncle Chen Guangzuo came to the door again.

"What happened to you and Shandong Governor Yu Dacheng?"

Now I am really afraid of this old guy. Mao Jue hurriedly looked as if nothing had happened and waved his hand quickly.

"I am a dignified governor of a province. I am a small deputy general. How dare I make any trouble with him?"

"I sent a message to the boat and called myself a student and asked to see you!"

A post was bowed to Mao Jue, and his eyes were straightened.
Chapter completed!