This year's Spring Festival celebration in Red Twin Cities is particularly grand. This is the first time Dongjiang tries to colonize and has achieved success. Eating the food grown from his own land, the feeling of accomplishment in the hearts of the refugees in the inner city who have worked for more than a year is particularly high.

The sound of gongs and drums rose up in the sky, but unlike last year, the statue of the gods carved into the three bodies and three sides carved in Bali Mountain. The ancestor of the Buddhist teachings and the Western saints were like the clan celebrations in the south in later generations, even more lively than that. There were trumpets and drums in front, and the dragon and lion dances behind. The children were following the candied haws and jumping behind. The people of the Red Shuangcheng who had been at home for more than a month seemed to have all emerged all of them, and the streets and alleys were full of people.

This year is so extraordinary for Dongjiang.

The guests talked about Mao Jue. The flowing mat was placed from the small yamen building on the third floor to the yard. A thatched hut was built in the yard. The entire Dongjiang River, military officers and all civil servants of the sixth rank and above and all civil servants came. It was really a joke that the upper beam was not straight, and the lower beam was crooked. Mao Wenlong escaped from the class. A group of guys learned it thoroughly, and they all brought gifts to Lutun Island to this barbarian land, rushing to celebrate the New Year.

Even Shen Shikui and Li Jiucheng, who were far away on Jeju Island, arrived. If the Later Jin launched a large-scale attack, it would probably take more than half of the Dongjiang River to fall within a few days.

Fortunately, Huang Taiji was far away from Hohhot and was not Hulunbuir. Even if he was flying, he wouldn't be able to come back.

Moreover, today, Chen Jiao also became the protagonist. In the inner hall, she was dressed in a red dress like the bride, sitting upright on Mao Jue's right hand, carrying gifts, and officials came in to pay New Year's greetings one by one, and she also received the greetings with her.

Moreover, most of the gifts sent this time are women's products.

There is also Fan Wenju, the current Dongjiang butler, is also an important figure. Although he has no seats, he is still standing next to Mao Jue's family and busy schedule.

Under the influence of Confucian culture, the politics of China and the East is so implicit. Every move, even a cup of tea or a cup of water, can symbolize a certain political significance. So many people put down their work to greet the New Year in order to be a very obvious political signal and loyalty!

The old coach Mao Wenlong intends to retire, and according to his intention, after retiring and returning home, he seems to be not going to stay in Dongjiang and go back to his hometown in Hangzhou, and completely handing Dongjiang over to his son Mao Jue. But everyone knows that Mao Jue is a busy person. When he is not in Dongjiang, more people are in Dongjiang than when he is in Dongjiang. As the saying goes, a snake cannot be without a head! When Mao Jue is not in Dongjiang, who is the leader of Dongjiang?

This requires Chen Jiao!

When her husband was not around, the wife was in charge and had this long history in China. Just like in the early years of Wanli, Empress Dowager Li led the harem, supported Zhang Juzheng's new policy, and created the prosperous era of Wanli. There was also Li Zicheng. After Li Chuang Wang took the dog, the subordinates who followed his wife Gao Guiying even surpassed Li Shuangxi, the adopted son heir appointed by Li Zicheng.

Like the model of Empress Dowager Li and Zhang Juzheng, when Mao Jue was not in Dongjiang, Fan Wenju was in charge of Dongjiang, while the generals' loyalty was the eldest wife Chen Jiao.

As for why it is Chen Jiao, there is nothing she can do. She is too low-class and cannot convince the public. Moreover, she is too weak and Yu Le'er is too erect and is not the leader of the family. Adrena is good, regardless of her skills, ability, or even majesty in Dongjiang. However, her biggest weakness is that she is a Westerner and can be attracted to the public. Moreover, Mao Jue also needs her to give advice around her.

Only Chen Jiao is born in the Hangzhou family, and there are also high-ranking officials in the dynasty in the family. She has a steady and resolute personality. She is at a critical moment and will not panic when encountering problems. She will take on the responsibility of Dongjiang.

To put it bluntly, even when it is necessary, Chen Jiao is responsible for getting rid of Fan Wenju and getting rid of any general with dissenting intentions like Empress Lu used to persuade Han Xin back then.

The generals of Dongjiang are not fools. As early as when Mao Jue returned from Japan, Mao Wenlong had already made some noise. Since this model was set, they naturally rushed to serve their loyalty, expressing their willingness to respect this model and be loyal to the general! When the emperor is not around, we will be loyal to the wife!

However, these guys were spoiled by Mao Jue, and they were so slick. Some of them were really called "silly". As soon as Wen Meng got down, Kong Youde came up with a pair of red pearl mandarin duck pillows, and thumped on the ground and kowtowed.

"My adoptive father, please give me the master and the wife, I wish you a happy new year! A pair of pearl mandarin duck pillows, congratulations to you for your good luck, the dragon and the tiger are fierce, and you will give birth to a young general for our Dongjiang as soon as possible!"

Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Sure enough, Chen Jiao, who had a pretty blushing face, lowered her head again. It didn't matter here. What mattered was that the old man rolled his eyes and a big snorted coldly. His expression was like a child next door scored 100 points and you failed the exam.

It was really a retribution in this life. A while ago, Mao Jue used the excuse of his successor to make trouble for Toyotomi Hidenaga. On the other hand, he began to panic by many generals and old men under his command. A group of beasts, this one holding lotus leaves and Hehuan, and the one who gave the jade tiger head and rings, had a hundred years of good luck. He had a son after two times. The previous two times made Mao Jue rubbed hard by the old man, and then a series of contempt and rolled his eyes.

If you want to say that according to Mao Jue's physical age, he is only a sophomore and junior, and he is only in his 280s and 30s in the future. He is not in a hurry at all. But this era is different. With a healthy male heir, it is the foundation for the prosperity of the family business, not to mention that Mao Jue is now a single generation. Almost all of North Mao died in Liaoyang, and Mao Jue looked down on him in the Southern Mao clan. To put it bluntly, if he had a kick at least, the huge Dongjiang River would fall apart, because no one else had enough prestige to shock many arrogant soldiers, even Mao Wenlong would not do it.

Because he has no son and no future, the generals will continue to be loyal and trustworthy.

Moreover, Mao Wenlong was also worried about another point. He was in his thirties, so he had Mao Jue, who was the only seedling. Now he has been sleeping with four girls for several years. He still has no intention of giving up a baby at all. Could it be that he is sick?

To match Mao Jue and Chen Jiao like this, on the one hand, Mao Wenlong wanted to retire and withdraw his influence, completely let Mao Jue take control of Dongjiang, and make a marquis and prime minister, which led to the situation of the male protagonist, the female protagonist, and the female protagonist, and the other hand, there are also reasons. Even if four of them will not give birth, the fifth one is OK, right? Before Mao Wenlong retires, Mao Jue has to break up a baby for him!

However, if Mao Wenlong knew the truth, he would probably have the heart to kill Mao Jue. She was too young when she was secretly touching with Suyi. When she was secretly touching with Adrena, how could she fight if she had a child? Ying Ji was a female guard and had to bring her personal guards. Of course, she had to not have children first for work. So, wherever she went, Mao Jue carried a small intestine, known as the ancient Durex thing.

As for Yu Le'er, this girl, is purely not good at her. She was almost running around and playing crazy when Mao Jue was in a war. Even if she was detained to do something shameful, I would give you two minutes. It would be strange if she had a chance.

Mao Wenlong's eyes were red and hoped to hold his grandson. When Chen Rong and his group looked up, they simply came up with a warm silk Zhenlong cradle. Mao Jue's mouth was like a stroke. Finally, this guy thought seriously in his heart for the first time. Should he have a child?

Today was finally the time for him to be lucky. Before Chen Rong could come up with the cradle, the bronze bell in the yamen rang suddenly, and twelve times rang. Then, the hair spear guarding outside the door and Ying Ji returned together, and the military rules were met under the hall with snowflakes on his armor.

"Jiang Ye! The time of the son has arrived, and the people of the village have gathered at the yamen, waiting for Jiang Ye to pray and instruct him in the New Year."

After being relieved, there was no need to look at Mao Wenlong's eyes rolling, Mao Jue ran and pulled her little hands out of the door in Chen Jiao's exclamation.

Outside, snowflakes were still dancing, and there were red two-story buildings standing in the heavy snow, which made the red two-story buildings feel like a Russian-style building. The Red Shuang Yamen is similar. There is a Western-style balcony on the wall of the wooden fort facing the street. There is no need to go out of the Yamen. Open the balcony door. Tens of thousands of Red Shuang city people are densely packed with statues of three sides, dancing dragons and lions, and at this time they are gathered in front of the Yamen.

When he saw Mao Jue come out, in an instant, the crowd that was still noisy just now became dead, and it was as quiet as the long night in the cold winter. Mao Jue first let them get beaten up in force. In terms of civil governance, Mao Jue evolved the Red Twin Cities today. In terms of destiny, just two months ago, Mao Jue showed his magic in the land. Now, Mao Jue is the god of these refugees!

This is the first time that she has followed her husband and appeared in front of millions of people. She held Mao Jue's hot hands. Chen Jiao's heartbeats, but she also felt a sense of pride in her chest. This is the real man who rides the strongest horse and kills the most fierce thief, making millions of people bow their heads. In comparison, she had seen scholars and scholars in Jiangnan that year, who were whining without illness and talking loudly were simply inferior to women!

Unable to help herself, she held Mao Jue's arm again.

Thousands of eyes gathered together, but Mao Jue had already become accustomed to it and was even very willing to accept it. Standing on the balcony and looking at the dog-skin hat covered with snowflakes below, he cleared his throat first, and then suddenly swung his fist out.

"God bless me in Dongjiang! In the wilderness, we will overcome all obstacles and let the Red Twin Cities stand on the earth."

"After doing all this, you are all good!"

With Mao Jue's speech and his excited and exaggerated actions, the people of the Twin Cities also showed joy and surprise on their faces.

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This special New Year has changed a lot to the political structure of Dongjiang, but for Mao Jue’s mansion, the biggest change is that the wine cellar is empty, and then the rooms are full of alcohol and snoring like pigs. The generals stayed up until twelve o’clock and expressed their New Year’s thoughts to the citizens of Kuye Town. The New Year’s banquet finally ended.

The entire mansion is in a darkness, and even the main house is no exception, but in front of the big mirror there, a pair of eyes are still brightly reflected in it.

The golden hairpin on his head was removed, and his hair was hanging down behind him. He was wearing a white silk underwear, but Chen Jiao's heart was thumping and jumping non-stop.

After all, this is the first time he slept in his room since he got married with Mao Jue, and now he can still hear his even snoring.

Chen Jiao's mood was really complicated when she was a scholarly family. She grew up in a scholarly family and literary style. At first, she was despised from the bottom of her heart. When she learned that her grandfather had promised her to a martial artist, she was the most savage in the bitter and cold land of Liaodong, Chen Jiao's biggest reaction was to give up on herself and follow the young sister of the Wu family. It was also at this time that the young master Wu, who was well-read in poetry and knowledge, appeared.

But next, her greatest emotion for Mao Jue was fear. Only by truly experiencing the feeling of being thrown into the water and being desperate and helpless, can she realize how terrible death is, especially because she was abandoned by her father and grandfather, the entire family, and was thrown down from the pond with her own hands. There were storms and rains in the sky. In the lightning and thunder, Mao Jue's face twisted due to anger was the biggest nightmare for her.

Then, as the bond between the two families' iron-blooded alliances, he married thousands of miles to Dongjiang, and his heart was ashamed to death.

But now, the heart that resented fate seems to have calmed down. Dongjiang, like the bandit nest she imagined, seemed different from the place where she killed people. The people here also had joys, angers, sorrows, warmth, and vitality. Mao Jue was also different from the cold-blooded animal who imagined that the domineering martial artist did not kill well. He was a brave and majestic outside, but he would be a little fool at home. Sometimes he was a little stupid, but he would respect and love others. Sometimes he would make people's heart beat.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Mao Jue with his arms and eyes closed, Chen Jiao's expression was complicated. After a long time, she suddenly couldn't help but reach out and stroked Mao Jue's face.

But who knew that at this moment, Mao Jue's eyes suddenly opened. The eyes were bright and transparent, and there was no slight sleepiness. The snoring just now was just like Wen Meng's intentional work. In Chen Jiao's incredible exclamation, he suddenly grabbed her hand.

The next moment, he suddenly held her slender waist and Mao Jue held her and threw it into the bed.

The tent was torn off, and the silk made a torn sound, and a vague slutch, swinging the red bellyband of the mandarin ducks and was thrown out of the bed, just hanging on the warm silk cradle given by Shen Rong. A pair of mandarin duck pillows were also in handy, gently supporting a beautiful trellis, rising and falling.

There is a poem that says: How many children in the world are passionate, but they are happy that the spring night is angry and the sun is rising!

In this fierce battle, outside the door, there was a pair of old and faint eyes full of smiles. He patted the snow on his hands. The old man Mao Wenlong smiled and came out from under the window, and walked towards his east room with a trembling crutch.

However, after taking two steps, the old man who had taken a bath in the dead blood also froze there, and the smile on his face faded.

Under the snow-covered flower trees on the wall, four black shadows stood shoulder to shoulder, Adrena, Suyi, Ying Ji, Yu Le did not fall, and four pairs of eyes stared at him, the father-in-law, with a resentful woman. For a moment, Mao Wenlong felt his back numb.
Chapter completed!