This inspection was far enough. From Pi Island, it went east and even to the waters near Jeju Island in later South Korea. The Ming Dynasty was very wide-minded. The Japanese pirates from Kyushu Island in Japan had to return to Dongjiang Town to attack. It is good to maintain world peace. However, Mao Jue always felt that Liaodong was lost, his house was on fire, and he had to carry a bucket to protect the haystacks of his neighbors North Korea. Isn’t it a bit too bad?

It took ten days to cruise, but I didn't even encounter any battle. Mao Jue had seen the hard work of becoming a soldier. As Wu Pu said, he vomited when he ate fish. Even the freshest sea fish, the sea fish sticky and yellow rice cooked every day, and people couldn't stand it. Mao Jue suspected that he was about to eat it and was covered with scales.

Moreover, even if it is a hard sail, it has many tricks. The first is to drive the sail and receive the wind. It is not so easy to borrow the 8-sided wind from the sailboat. Moreover, the maintenance of the ship and the avoidance of wind and waves are all knowledge. He only knew how to build these ancient sailboats before, but now he has learned a little bit, and he is probably not starved to death as a sailor.

The seafarers did not have the romance they imagined. They cleaned the deck, raised sails and lowered sails, kept the boat from leaking water in the storm, and had to identify the astrological signs at night and distinguished the sun during the day, especially there were ten iron cannons on the deck that needed to be cleaned and maintained. After getting off the boat, Mao Jue, who had blackened and lost weight, looked like a ghost, got off the boat in a daze, said goodbye to Shen Baihu, and walked towards his Qianhu official residence weakly.

However, watching the master, Shen Baihu and the broad-faced personal soldier couldn't help but show a mixed expression of pain and appreciation.

Needless to say, the goods will be taken away every ten days, and this time it will take at least ten days to get off the ship. Then there will be three days of military training for Qianhu Institute, which will be interspersed. If you want to leave the goods, you have to wait for next month. And I don’t know if this Qianhu will get nervous next month, so I followed him to Bohai to find a crime.

This possibility is quite great, and this is also the reason why both of them are awe. In the ten-day cruise, Mao Jue completely regarded himself as a soldier except for the first day of the first day. The Ming army pulled the sails under his command. He went to pull the sails. The Ming army broke down, and he broke down. Even the miscellaneous soldiers wiped the decks, and he was definitely not lazy. He was too extreme to pretend to behave and respectful to the wise and rude men. In these days, most of the eighty-six soldiers were familiar with this Qianhu. Shen Baihu asked himself that he could not do this skill.

"Master, what should I do next month?"

Watching Mao Jue staggeringly and walking further and further away, the broad-faced personal soldier cried and asked Shen Baihu sadly.

"What else can I do? Go back and prepare the money! This time, Deputy General Chen probably won't be able to get through. Alas... I'm sad this month! This damn year!"

Also standing on the port and looking at it, Shen Baihu shook his head with an ugly face, alas.

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"Young Master, don't worry, eat slowly!"

A large table of dishes, such as fried leeks with eggs, stir-fried loin flowers, and mutton stewed Eucommia ulmoides, are all raw on land and have nothing to do with the sea.

The package was thrown into the yard where he lived. This time, Mao Jue didn't even sit on his butt, so he called a carriage and ran back to Mao's mansion. He asked Su Yi to prepare a table of food. It was Wu Pu's words, but the birds, eggs, and food on the land were still responding to the mouth. The chopsticks were like whirlwinds, and they couldn't be stuffed in his mouth, and they were almost choking.

Looking at Mao Jue's starving look, Su Yi was both angry and funny. She was holding a water cup to fill it with Mao Jue, while she was also persuading her.

"You don't know! In the past two days, your young master is almost turning into a fish. I will pick up another piece of the egg. Yes, feed it to my mouth!"

"Yes, Master!"

It was really too much. Mao Jue opened his mouth and an egg full of leeks was stuffed into it by his little hands in plain clothes. Just a month ago, he could only watch the class belle feeding water to his boyfriend of the school basketball team. Now, even if there is no audience, this wave of love is still shown by him.

"Have the mansion been peaceful these two days? Have you ever been back?"

After swallowing the sweet and greasy egg, the dishes on the table were more than half made. Mao Jue then breathed comfortably, drank the tea poured from the vegetarian clothes, and asked.

"If you want to go back to the young master, the master has not come back these days. However, according to the past practice, it will take at least one month for the master to go to Ningyuan to work."

"Where is Mrs. Chen? I haven't made things difficult for you anymore, are you?"

"After Chen Qian died, Mrs. Chen felt like she had lost her soul and was not very involved in housework. However, Mr. Shen Shikui, Mr. Shen, came to the mansion twice in the past two days."

"Shen Shikui!"

Mao Jue's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

Previously, Dongjiang Town was composed of Mao Wenlong integrating defeated soldiers such as Chenyang Kaitiang and fleeing Han people. Many old military systems were inevitably included. The Dengzhou reinforcements under Shen Shikui were one of them. These forces were formed by Mao Wenlong, creating today's Dongjiang Town.

Moreover, Shen Shikui is Mao Wenlong's father-in-law, and the two families have a good relationship. It seems that Shen Shikui should be Mao Wenlong's iron confidant. I guess he will not even betray Mao Wenlong in Dongjiang.

However, this is the view of the authorities. Mao Jue is a bystander from more than 400 years later. You should know that Yuan Chonghuan killed Mao Wenlong and only a hundred personal soldiers entered Pi Island. After pretending to be on the side of the generals of Dongjiang Town, he killed the Dongjiang General in front of the generals of Dongjiang Town.

If Shen Shikui was really loyal and held thousands of soldiers, would he stand by and watch? Moreover, judging from the biggest interests of several mutinies after Mao Wenlong's death, Shen Shikui could not escape the conspiracy.

A few days ago, I had a close conversation with Mao Wenlong. It seemed that Mao Wenlong had a strong tone and expressed concern and dissatisfaction with Shen Shikui's increasingly burning forces in the Dongjiang River. Now that Mao Wenlong is not here, Shen Shikui's frequent trip to Mao's mansion always makes Mao Jue feel bad.

However, after a moment of suspicion, he suddenly shook his head again. It would be useless to think too much now. Don’t look at Mao Wenlong giving him a thousand households now, I’m afraid he can’t even transfer a dozen or so soldiers from Pandahai. It’s okay to flatter him. There is a real time for life and death, and no one will really fight for him. Even if he is anxious, he still has to eat one bite at a time.

"It's fine!"

After taking another sip of tea and rubbing his stomach, Mao Jue stood up with the table, turned his head and asked, "How was the glass shop when I was away? Wen Meng, He Siyong and the others didn't mess it up, right?"

"Don't mention them!"

Speaking of this, Suyi's nose became irritated and she followed Mao Jue angrily.

"Glassware is very good. The newly opened shop, the merchants in the pass looked fresh. In the past few days, they took more than 40 pieces and sold more than 50 taels of silver. But Wen Meng was a bad gambling gambler and went to gamble for a while and lost all the money that the young master rewarded him. He turned around and wanted to ask Suyi for money, so he scolded me."

"Young master, Wen Meng must be in charge! If you let him continue like this, let alone reviving the Wen family, the grocery shop you finally pulled up will be defeated by him!"

"This guy..."

Hearing Su Yi's complaint, Mao Jue was speechless. He was also Mao Wenlong's in-laws. Looking at the Shen family, Shen Shikui, and Shen Zhixiang, all of them were good at playing in Dongjiang Town. Looking at his mother's Wen family, the only one who could play the trick was the only one who could play the trick was a bad gambling man, which really gave Mao Jue a headache.

However, Su Yi was right. His uncle Wen Meng also had to take care of him. He also had more than a dozen brothers who came out of the bloody battle in Liaoyang, and he was considered loyal. Now he was short of manpower and didn't even have a personal soldier. They were also a force that could be used. Thinking of this, Mao Jue snapped his fingers handsomely.

"My Suyi is right, go find him!"

"Ah? Master, go really!"

The simple-yi's little face immediately showed reluctance and started to twitch tightly.

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No wonder this girl didn't want to. She was still the last time she went to the small gambling house, and the air was filled with hot sweat and stench. Not to mention the little girl Suyi, even Mao Jue didn't want to go in.

However, it wouldn't work if you didn't go in. Just standing at the door, you could see the one wearing Ming army cotton armor and shouting the loudest. Isn't it Wen Meng or who?

"Hurry up and bet quickly, buy it and leave it! Master Wen Jun, are you going to bet?"

The dealer was still the strong man with a slight slight face on his face, but the gambler who used his daughter as a bet had long disappeared at this time. God knew whether he had bet himself in, chopped his hands and feet, and no longer became a wisp of unjust soul in the turbulent waves of Pi Island.

But people's lives are as cheap as grass these days, and no one cares about such a bad gambling man.

There were many gamblers, but what had not changed at this time was Wen Meng's gambling luck. It was a little stronger than last time, so there was no need to bet on a knife, but there was only a foundation in front of him, holding the last small piece of silver and swaying there.

"Gam! Bet! Bet! Bet! Bet again, are you still promising?"

With the support of the young master, the girl in Suyi is very hot now. Just when Wen Meng was sweating heavily and was struggling around, the girl covered her nose and broke in first, holding his ears. The man who was over 1.8 meters tall was so painful that the man who was more than 1.8 meters tall grinned and shouted in anger.

"Suyi, damn girl, let go of me, Jun Ye, I'm just playing with you. What's the matter with you? Oh, young master, why are you back?"

"Hey, Master Wen Jun, will you curse a little girl with a boy who hasn't even grown hair?"

Seeing Wen Meng being defeated, the dealer suddenly became gloating and sarcastically sarcastically.

"Or, you kneel down first, let's start a small business, don't waste time!"

It is said that big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, everyone has a nemesis, Wen Meng is definitely a mess, but his sister's child, Mao Jue can't get along in front of him. He is really like the primary school student who was caught in an Internet cafe, with his head squeaking and whining, and he ignores this guy at all.

But the big dog has to look at the owner, not to mention that Wen Meng is his uncle, who is much more advanced than the dog. Seeing the sarcastic meat and numbness on the dealer's face, Mao Jue also came up in his heart, snatched the broken silver at Wen Meng's hand and threw it on the big one.

His eyebrows were smoothed, and with a sense of mockery, the pockmarked swayed the dice tube again. More than a dozen gamblers shook their heads in sweat for a long time before they hit the gambling table with a bang.

"Hey, Sansanyi, little! Everyone, I'm sorry..., hey, what are you doing?"

While speaking, the dealer's wrist was held by Mao Jue like a viper. He had been playing League of Legends takeaway crossfire for three years. Mao Jue's hand speed was really not enough. Before he could finish screaming, his other hand pulled out a dark thing from his sleeve, and the tied red rope came to Mao Jue's hand.

"What's this?"

Looking at Mao Jue's gloomy gaze, the dealer obviously had a sense of panic and fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a strong argument.

"This is the fortune talisman I am asking for in the Taoist temple. You are so fucking...Oh~"

Before he finished speaking, Mao Jue cut his nose straight into another. This was the most vulnerable position. Even though this guy was big and thick, he still staggered and took several steps back, covering his nose and lowering his head.

Amid the gamblers' screams, Mao Jue hung the dark ore above the dice, and was stunned by more than twenty tricks. The dice that was originally motionless actually had life, turned three sides towards the dice, revealing a red four or five six.

"You damn it's hard to make a fool!"
Chapter completed!