The rich people smell wine and meat, and the road is frozen to death! It is about the unfairness of the uneven wealth. Not to mention this era, even Mao Jue has not gotten rid of it at that era, just take their factory as an example. The factory manager and son have three cars and five rooms, and take the little girls to drive in nightclubs every day without working. He can drive tens of thousands of yuan a month. Mao Jue is flying in the workshop dock every day, and he is as tired as a dog. He can't drive even three thousand, let alone cars and houses.

That night was also the largest house in Pi Island. The Governor's Mansion was brightly lit and the smell of wine was floating in the air. More than 20 civil servants and generals, military supervisors were drinking and having fun in the hall. The little girl who pinched out of water was dancing in the mundane sound, her waist was graceful, and the lotus-colored dress flew up, and the thick eyes of the men she picked were almost flying out.

It was rare that Mao Wenlong called home on his own initiative. Sitting on the mat, Mao Jue was listlessly kneading salted beans there. By the way, there was not even the most classic fried peanuts these days.

As for singing and dancing, in addition to the novelty of the live version, for the entertainment explosions of later generations, such as Korean girl groups, Pure Land of Bliss, and Chinese Luo Tianyi, it is really boring to compare these. The music is as slow as the lullaby, and the dancer is also wrapped tightly, not as open and heroic as the Han and Tang Dynasties. Apart from these poor guys who have never seen women and have never heard of singing and dancing, they can make their blood boil when they see their little feet, and Mao Jue is really yawning.

What made him even more depressed was still behind him.

"Wow, so handsome!"

I don’t know what the handsome guy from Liaodong Town is. The time I sit is much higher than that of my handsome young man. I am directly under Mao Wenlong’s right hand. The idol star face is so rigid. Since this guy entered the mansion, let alone the little girls in the mansion drool, even the girl Suyi can’t move her eyes.

"Be handsome! Are you looking forward to the simple clothes? I want many masters and the eldest lady to discuss it. I might as well give you to this guy as a soft bed girl!"

It was obvious that the sour smell in his young master's voice was heard. He pulled his mouth guiltily. The girl immediately smiled and pinched her little fist on Mao Jue's shoulder. While massaging, she said with a smile.

"That man only has a good face and relies on his family background. He is not like my young master, with a strong and handsome man, and a strong hero. This is the real man!"

"Then what do you mean, is this guy more handsome than your young master?"

His eyes were slanted, and Mao Jue's voice rose up in a bad way. Su Yi's smiling face suddenly froze on her face.

Leaving this entangled dead girl and squinted her eyes, Mao Jue looked at the upper right even more gloomy again.

To be honest, Mao Jue is also quite strange. Mao Wenlong, Dongjiang Town, has been operating for more than ten years, but Yuan Chonghuan brought hundreds of people to the island and chopped Mao Wenlong in front of the generals of Dongjiang. Even if Yuan Chonghuan was so frustrated, he was more beloved than the handsome man named Wu in front of him. When the car was in the car, the coffin opened the lid! A large group of veterans who had started the war since Nurhaci's uprising may not be able to buy his account, right?

Unless, there is an insider!

Judging from the virtues of the generals in Dongjiang Town, they are more active in doing business than in wars. If they have nothing to do, there will be warships going to sea. You should know that Yuan Chonghuan is also old Liaodong, and he fought only by Ningyuan. It was too easy for him to penetrate Dongjiang Town.

And this time, Yuan Chonghuan did not come, but more than 700 soldiers from Liao Town came, and there was a spy messenger among them. It was natural to call him a front station first!

Wen Meng was left in Xidaying, staring at the grain transport ship sent by Yuan Chonghuan, watching who the soldiers were in contact with, Mao Jue himself returned home in person to stare at the Wu surname.

However, what made him depressed was that just after grabbing a gap, Mao Jue found Mao Wenlong and warned him that Yuan Chonghuan might be unfavorable to him. However, Mao Wenlong was in a hurry and didn't believe it at all, and even scolded him for being suspicious.

In fact, it is no wonder that Mao Wenlong is almost running his own family on Pidao. There are only sixty or seventy adopted sons and grandsons in the army, and the remaining generals Chen Jisheng did not have much military power. Shen Shikui was his father-in-law, and the remaining few brothers were climbing out of the dead after him. In this case, he was afraid of Yuan Chonghuan.

But it happened. Even though I knew what the future was, but no one believed it, it was so uncomfortable. I stared at the Wu man's surname, Mao Jue swept over the faces of Chen Jisheng, Shen Shikui and other guys one by one. If you really want to talk about the vested interests, they are the biggest ones. So, who is the traitor?

Suyi is a honest person. She doesn't even open her eyes and tells lies. After a long time of trouble, she still gestures behind her with a stuttering hand.

"Young Master, don't look at that guy who looks pretty, he looks like a candle and golden spear head. It's not useful. The men in the army must be like the young master. They kill people and move martial arts. You..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Shikui was drinking so much that he picked up a glass of wine and greeted the man named Wu.

"I heard that the nephew of the Wu family has a strong martial arts skills and amazing strength. He has a good knife, which is about 100 pounds. Now, everyone is having a banquet in the army. Why don't the nephew of the Wu family dance to help the wine?"

After glanced at the Dongjiang general present, the guy agreed proudly and shouted outside the door.

"Get a knife!"

The ancient generals seemed to be inhumane wearing underwear. Guan Erye was 81 pound of Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and the young general Yue Yun also had 81 pounds of iron pear blossom hammer with both hands. Not to mention the distance, the Western Army Liu Ting, who died in the battle of Sarhu ten years ago, also claimed to be on the horse and swinging the 120 pounds of iron sword. However, these Mao Jue didn't believe it at all.

Later generations watched CCTV documentary "The Reveal of Ancient Weapons", which specifically simulated Yue Yun's 81-pound eight-edged plum blossom bright silver hammer. He found a professional athlete and learned the moves with a professional martial arts master. However, before a routine was finished, the athlete was exhausted.

Even if you are a hammer, a strike weapon, more than ten pounds of armor are enough to break the armor, causing a devastating blow to the body. Even if a person can bear it, a horse can't stand it. If you play such heavy weapons on the battlefield, you will be looking for death except for forks. If you are tired, you can deal with it with a brick.

However, the soldiers outside really carried a large knife weighing a hundred pounds. This thing was something that was used to practice weightlifting in the mansion. Mao Jue once tried it, but he couldn't handle it. With his eyes round, the two soldiers were panting and handed it to him. The Wu man caught one hand.

A row of candles were placed on the table. After holding a knife in one hand and putting a fork on it, the man named Wu still grabbed the hilt of the long-handled knife with both hands. The general in Dongjiang was in a straight look. The man held up a big knife, exhaled and slashed it violently at the candle. But when he saw a loud shout, the sword light flashed, and the cold air was on the side. The general in Dongjiang who was facing him was still shocked and could not help but hide to the side. After a moment, everyone hissed, stared at the front of his eyes in a daze, and squeezed a cool breeze back from the gap between his teeth.

Under the big knife, the candle was completely unscathed and nothing was wrong.

Mao Jue also took a breath.

If the candle is cut off, it is nothing. With centrifugal force and gravity, more than 100 kilograms of big swords are pressed down, and it would be strange if the candle is not sparse. It is obvious that the person surnamed Wu can really use a hundred kilograms of weapons and is only strong. However, this is strange that the candle is unscathed. If the candle is swung down by a hundred kilograms of big swords, it may be a thousand pounds of force. Being able to stop the knife before falling the knife means that this guy has reached a level with the knife.

Retain and release freely!

This is the case with a knife of more than 100 kilograms. It is conceivable how terrible this person would use a knife of more than 10 kilograms.

"How might it be!"

The entire banquet hall was silent for a few seconds. Then, applause and shouts filled the entire banquet hall. Even Mao Wenlong even slapped a few times in admiration, nodding and saying that he was.

"What a crazy young man!"

After awakening from the shock, Mao Jue couldn't help but secretly spy in his heart again. Mao Wenlong is really old!

The army is martial! There is no one who admires the strong people more than these Qiu Ba. At the Hongmen Banquet, Fan Kuai was slashing with swords and shields, and the powerful generals of the Chu army were not afraid to act rashly. Originally, Yuan Manzi was the one who was not good at coming. If this person surnamed Wu was shocked, he really wanted to start. As soon as the sword surnamed Wu was lit, many people would lose their courage. Yuan Manzi took Chongzhen's tiger skin as a banner, so why would he fight to the death?

Mao Wenlong, who always pays attention to maintaining his commander's authority, made such a big mistake in this regard, and it really shouldn't have been.

Looking at Shen Shikui who was nodding secretly, Mao Jue's eyes became even more sharp without realizing it. The plain clothes were still watching Wu's handsome sword thrown away, clapping his hands and returning to the table without blushing, then drinking and pretending to be forked. Mao Jue's cold voice sounded in her ears.

"Stay close to this guy!"

"Ah! What, young master, I didn't see it, I really didn't see this handsome brother..."

"I asked you to keep an eye on him. When I am not in the mansion, be sure to find someone to watch him. Record everything he does. This person will be detrimental to your young master!"

After all, she was her caring person. When she heard this, her bright eyes, which were still glowing with peach blossoms, immediately became gloomy. With a terrible look, she lit up her head and whispered to Mao Jue's ear and promised.

"Don't worry, young master, the banquet will end later, so I will go to find Wen Bo. There is nothing in this mansion that can escape the young master's eyewitness!"
Chapter completed!