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Chapter two hundred and sixty-two.

In fact, what Yuan Chonghuan said was not comprehensive. Not all wars to fight for the world need to compete for the hearts of the people. For example, Genghis Khan, the greatest conqueror in Mongolia, did not even need the loyalty of the conquered land. He dared to stop him and killed him. In the end, the Mongolian army was said to have massacred 200 million people, and the whole world was killed, so naturally there was no need to compete for the hearts of the people.

However, Mao Jue did not have the courage to kill 20 million Japanese in one go. Even if he contempts and hatreds the Japanese, Mao Jue was not so crazy. What's more, he still needed the Japanese to deal with him to build ships and dig lime and grow food, so people's hearts still have to compete for it.

Not to mention, Yuan Chonghuan's words opened a new window for him. He was a good thing that came from later generations. Why did he have to fight to the death when fighting in war? If you want to stir the world, there are ways.

After returning from Shangshou Village, the fat man Su Changmei Su who manages military logistics was called by Mao Jue. Not to mention that this guy is definitely a type of fat who drinks cold water. He has been running around in Japan for half a year and finally lost half of his weight. After only a few days of returning, he actually got fat again. His face seemed to be so shiny that he squeezed into the deputy general's mansion like a ball. He bowed his stomach and said with a discomfort.

"Master General, you call me the official!"

"I said, what do you eat so fat? If I want you to be like this, people think Dongjiang is a pigpen! Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you. All the food I brought back from Japan has been disposed of?"

"Return to General, not yet!"

The work was not completed, but this guy was still smiling. There was no way. This was the first time Dongjiang was so rich. Although Japan had a developed commodity economy, it was still a feudal agricultural country. The rice was based on the rice. The rice in the country was either gathered in the hands of Daming or in the hands of the shogunate. It just didn't have to go to the countryside to snatch it, and just pack it.

After this trip, there were more than 2 million stones of rice! Even if a stone is 100 kilograms, two million stones are 100,000 tons, 200 million kilograms, and more than 200 million kilograms of grain per person, it is enough for a year for Dongjiang to eat nothing. Since Mao Wenlong established the town, Dongjiang has not been so rich. In the past, the public granaries could not be loaded at all, and they were afraid that they would be broken. For several months, the military pay and bounties were paid directly at a discount, and the rice price of Dongjiang brought by the Dongjiang River has dropped a lot.

"The reserve is about 500,000 stones, and the other 800,000 stones are paid to the soldiers a few months in advance. The remaining 700,000 stones are planned to build Xinglong Warehouse before the plum rain and reserve it there!"

"No need! You pack up the grain and pack it onto the ship. I have already given the order to General Zhao Shen and transport it back to Japan at the end of this month."

"What Mr. Jiang said is, small..."

"Zheng, what are you saying? Transport it back to Japan? You're right! We're fighting hard to exchange for this food. I'm going to Japan, my god!"

The old face seemed to Yang Bailao, who was not yet able to make a fortune and was snatched by Huang Shiren. His smooth skin twitched into buns. He was so painful that he kept covering his chest. His thighs were squeezed together like his eldest daughter, full of sadness and confusion. Su Changmei exclaimed in disbelief.

Actually, Mao Jue's mouth twitched several times with pain, but he waved his hand: "I can't bear to leave the child but can't trap the wolf, and I can't bear to hide the wife but can't catch the hooligan! If you ask you to clean up, you can't clean up. Why don't there be so much nonsense!"

"Mr. General, Su is promoted by you. Today, Su is all thanks to General. The salary of the public is worthy of the public. Today, Zheng has no reason to convince Su. Even if General kills Su, the granary will not be opened!"

I really didn't expect that Fatty Su was still a straight minister. With his broad shoulders, Mao Jue couldn't see the door behind him. Unfortunately, Mao Jue did not have the same mind as Emperor Taizong of Tang in his early years, and directly hit him on the forehead with a hit.

"Hey, you guys are still pretending to be an iron rooster with me. It's okay to tell you, Guan Zhong knows it! I'm going to do Guan Zhong's way! If you don't use swords, you will make the Japanese in chaos. If you say it, you won't understand! Go down and do things for me! If you delay my big business, I will shut you up in the granary and starve you into a salted fish!"

Guan Zhong? Who is it?

But I explained my master's explanation, but I couldn't blame others if I couldn't understand it. Seeing Mao Jue's seriousness, I was really afraid of delaying any major issues. The fat man had to compromise. He agreed miserably, turned around and went downstairs like a ball.

When he met his old acquaintance, Wen Meng. Seeing that he had just finished military affairs, the guy went up and hugged Fatty Su's neck and shouted happily.

"Let's go, Lao Su, go drink, I'll treat you!"

"Go and go, you think everyone is so idle with you! I have the general and the military order, do you know Guan Zhong's way?"

"Guan Zhong? Who?"

"You don't understand even if you say it! You drink yours, I'll go to the office!"

With a proud look of IQ crushing you, I was confused without even thinking about it, I didn't understand anything, shaking my fat butt, Fatty Su swayed out of the door.

"This guy!"

The old face twitched and scratched his head. Wen Meng stretched out his hand and picked up his personal soldier again. He asked casually: "Tell me, who is Guan Zhong? Can you fight?"

"Master, you don't know, how do you know?"

He also had a needle thread with Zhang Fei, staring at him with big eyes and was confused for a long time. The head of the personal soldier really came up with an idea.

"Master, it really doesn't work. Let's go to Jiangxue University in Houshan to ask. Those scholars should know that since it is the order of Master General, you may have to fight with this surnamed in a while. Then Master General, you know more. Maybe when he is happy, he will take our first regiment to the next group!"

"Hey, you are smart!"

Wen Meng went up and slapped him in the back of the head. He shouted excitedly: "I won't drink anymore, I'm going to Dongjiang Academy!"

Wen Meng is really a straight person. Not long after Su Changmei left, his dozens of horses ran out of the Tieyi Gang General's Mansion. Mao Jue attached great importance to education. When he went out here, there was a straight road leading to the back mountain. At this point, the students also had classes. When he came in, he was really caught up with his drinker. Shen Guangzuo's nephew Shen Kangda came out of the classroom with a few books in his arms.

God knew how Wen Meng had made friends with this sour scholar. When he saw this guy lit up, he grabbed Shen Kangda's long sleeves when he went up.

"Hey, scholar, I have an urgent matter. Tell me quickly. Guan Zhong is that onion, can he beat him very well?"

"Hoha! Wen Jiugui, you are so lucky to learn this crude guy!"

It was like an elephant falling from the sky, but being a good teacher is a common problem among these sour scholars. After a moment of surprise, this guy was also enthusiastic about pulling Wen Mengyi's sleeve.

"The general is in charge of the Dongjiang Academy, and even his generals come to study. Dongjiang is really a place where literary style is prevalent. Come with Chen. No matter what, Chen wants to solve the confusion of the drunkard in literature!"

I was originally going to ask what it meant, but before I could understand what happened, Wen Meng was dragged into his room by Chen Kangda, and there was a loud bang, "Spring and Autumn", "Zuo Zhuan", "Bamboo Anniversary", a large bun of heavy ancient books were thrown in front of Wen Meng's eyes, and then, as he flipped through the book, Shen Xiucai shook his head and pulled up classical Chinese.

"Guan Zhong is the prime minister of the same state! Confucius's wise comments on his talent and wise comments. If Guan Zhong is a little bitch, I will be sent to the left..."

The lamp oil was falling little by little, and the sun became darker. However, Chen Kangda, who was shaking his head and shaking his breasts, squirting for almost an hour, was not resting. Wen Meng's eyes were straight, his face was blurred, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

This Guan Zhong is so terrible!

…………

This Mao Jue was scrambling his stomach, thinking of damaging the trick to get to the Tokugawa family, but the capital suddenly became unprecedentedly lively. On the fifth day of June, in the suburbs of Beijing, there were a hundred Jinyiwei waiting in line, and those who were waiting on the roadside were all high-ranking officials.

Wu Mengyan, Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, and Zhao Shiqing, Minister of Rites.

Emperor Chongzhen has been compared to the little Taizong. Since he ascended the throne, he has indeed changed the lazy and decadent nature of the Tianqi Dynasty in Wanli. He is diligent and diligent. However, God seems to be fond of such jokes. There was no big trouble in the Wanli Dynasty, and there was no big trouble in the Tianqi Dynasty. But at the hands of this man, there were constant chaos. Last month, the bandits in Shaanxi broke through the encirclement of the Shanxi official army in one fell swoop and came to Hebei. Under the eyes of the capital, Zhaozhou was captured, Zhending, Shunde, Xishan prefectures, Zuo Liangyu's army outside the pass was defeated in Wu'an, and Deng Qi, the general of the Sichuan Army, was defeated in Lin County. As usual, there is no good news in Shanxi and Shaanxi, the flood in Shandong, and the slave transformation in Jiangnan.

Just in June, the Japanese in the sea actually sent a mission to meet the Ming Dynasty. This is a very exciting thing. Where did the demeanor of the Celestial Kingdom come from? Wasn’t it the one that the nations came to the court? Especially Japan is different from other vassal states. During the Tianqi period, it once fought with the Ming Dynasty in the Li family for two battles. Although the Ming Dynasty won, the fierceness of the Japanese also left a deep impression on the Ming people.

Isn’t this the overseas power that has come to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty? Isn’t this what Your Majesty is wise and the country is “prosperous and strong”?

He received a message from the Liaodong general Zu Dashou at the other end of Shanhaiguan. If it weren't for the fact that he had no money, Emperor Chongzhen would have wanted to learn from Emperor Yang of Sui to use a colorful satin tree to wrap the wine shop. He would have no money to eat and drink. However, he did learn something from Emperor Yang of Sui. From the north of the four nine cities, the Shunde people all went to Honglu Temple. All refugees who fled from other provinces, such as beggars and flower boys, would have been cleared away. Several shops even used paint to re-wash them, and at least they made a golden jade outside.

Unfortunately, from the emperor to the ministers, they were completely unaware that the embarrassment and poverty in the capital city had already been in the eyes of the mission.

Finally arrived!

Looking at the two big men in crimson official uniforms waiting there with majestic expressions, they had already raised a heart, but suddenly they put down Song Xiance's chest, and replaced it with a kind of pleasure of playing with revenge. Thinking about the scene that was about to be directed in his hands, the short man happily followed two envoys who were limited to his height and bowed respectfully.
Chapter completed!
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