Emperor Chongzhen always claimed to be the little Taizong and kept imitating with Emperor Taizong of Tang as his goal. But what he should have learned the most was the mind of Emperor Taizong.

After the Xuanwu Gate Incident, there were built remnants inside, like Wei Zheng, and there were Turkish Jie Li Khan and more than 100,000 Hu knights pressing directly against the banks of the Wei River. Emperor Taizong was able to pardon most of the built remnants with his broad mind to stabilize the court, and then used illusions to confuse Jie Li Khan. In the end, he could endure the humiliation of signing the Wei River Alliance, which won the empire a chance to breathe.

To be honest, it is said that it is the character of the Han and Tang dynasties, but in fact the Tang Dynasty was much more humiliated than the Ming dynasties. They were also cedeed and cede land, and were defeated by Tubo and cede the land in Hexi for a hundred years. The Anshi Rebellion lent the Uighurs soldiers to quell the rebellion, and they were willing to rob Chang'an and Luoyang at the cost of robbing the country. However, several crises of destruction of the country were all tactfully returned in this kind of detour of enduring humiliation.

If Emperor Taizong of Tang was alive, when Mao Jue encountered this mutiny in Ningyuan City, he would probably not hesitate to win over Mao Jue with his official position and title, and even marry the princess of the royal family. Anyway, as long as the situation in Liaodong is stabilized, he gives him enough time to pacify the Central Plains and win the breathing, Li Shimin will do whatever he wants.

Only such a monarch can arouse the loyalty of his subordinates.

To be honest, Mao Jue was quite surprised that Chongzhen was willing to give himself the title of Liaodong Supervisor this time. If there was no follow-up, although Mao Jue might not have been loyal to him like an idiot, he could restrain the situation in Liaodong and at least make the Northeast defense line of the Ming Dynasty safe. But now, in addition to making Mao Jue despise him as Emperor Chongzhen, he also forced Mao Jue to take risks.

To be honest, maintaining peace with the Ming Empire is of great benefit to Dongjiang. It can continuously immigrate from the mainland, introduce talents, and communicate trade. The pass can continuously provide nutrients to Dongjiang like a big tree to develop Heilongjiang. Once it really breaks up with Emperor Chongzhen, not to mention the Ming army that could advance north, the Ming Dynasty's economic blockade and the shock that brought to Li's North Korea was enough for Mao Jue to drink a pot of money.

But from another perspective, if you break up with the Ming Dynasty, Dongjiang is not unable to survive. First of all, with half of the grain income of the Western Kingdom, and the land reclaimed by the Dongjiang River, it is impossible to starve to death. The initially industrialized Dongjiang is not dependent on mainland materials, and Mao Jue can be self-sufficient.

The second point is that it angered Dongjiang. For the Ming Empire, it is even more terrifying enemy than the East Caught Jurchens. After all, Huang Taiji did not have a ship, and Mao Jue had it. The fleet of Dongjiang could launch an attack in any coastal province like the British devils during the Opium War. Mao Jue could attack Emperor Chongzhen before the Ming army headed north to attack him.

However, the risks are also extremely great. I believe that Huang Taiji, who has regarded Mao Jue as his lifelong enemy, will not only not stop the Ming army, but may also help a little. It is unknown whether the Li family North Korea will turn against each other under the pressure of the court. There may even be cracks within the Dongjiang River.

But for the sake of dignity, Mao Jue did not hesitate to take all his bets.

However, history is so accidental. Before all this happened, it was completely broken by a summons from Mao Wenlong. When he was furious, he pulled his war horse back to the hot spring valley and suddenly rushed back to his magnificent hot spring hall, the matter was almost over.

The gorgeous incense table made of mahogany was filled with cigarette smoke. It should have been thrown into the lowest cabin of the boat. Chen Zan, who was kicked back to the Ming Dynasty, held a bright yellow imperial edict and let out a sigh of relief. Mao Wenlong, wearing a python robe and brocade, was slowly standing up by Chen Jiao, who was also wearing a fiery phoenix burqa.

Seeing Mao Jue come back, the old man happily stroked his beard and laughed, and hugged Mao Jue with open arms.

"Everyone says that raising a child to prevent old age is still my son filial! The old man fought for the death of his life, and returned home after he retired, but my son earned a marquis to be a father. Our Mao finally shined his ancestors! Hahahaha!"

Carrying the crimson long skirt of imperial edicts, Chen Jiao also gave a heavy greeting.

"Have you met the master!"

The muscles on his face were twitching because of anger. He hid back in Mao Wenlong's astonished expression. Mao Jue immediately turned to the side with his eyes blazing, and Adrena behind him staggered in panic.

This was the first time she saw Mao Jue so angry! Faced with his anger, Adrena hurriedly shook her head, shaking her fiery red hair.

"Not me!"

"General Mao, I told the governor Mao!"

Following the sound, looking at the proud and equally annoyed face, a stream of blue veins couldn't help but bulge on Mao Jue's forehead.

Li Shanhai!

"Don't look at me like this. General Mao, as a minister, it is not natural to follow the king's orders? Stop thinking about those things that are out of the ordinary!"

Mao Jue was really angry and helpless, and he missed Li Shanhai's mistakes.

The Heilongjiang River Basin was captured by Huang Taiji. Mao Jue had only territory but no one was going to develop it. The steam engine saved indeed, but it could not replace people. Mao Jue needed people to grazle, farm and build it. The dozens or hundreds of immigrants every day could not meet the needs of Dongjiang. Mao Jue bets on the Li North Korea behind him again.

Li Shanhai, who was also annoyed, gave him another big gift this time.

He glared at him more than a minute, and Mao Jue suddenly pulled Mao Wenlong's arm and turned around quickly.

It was still the big library on the fourth floor, and was quickly dragged by Mao Jue. Even Mao Wenlong, who was a soldier, was a little panting and was dragged into the house. When he saw his son turn around and close the door, Mao Wenlong stomped his feet in complaints.

"What are you doing? I haven't answered the order yet!"

The door was tightly stuffed and fluttered, and Mao Jue simply knelt on the ground, slamming his head on the floor tiles.

"Father, you can just take this monkey as you like! But you can't go to the capital!"

Unexpectedly, Mao Wenlong did not ask why in surprise, but instead looked at him with a smile.

Once upon a time, Mao Jue thought that his and Mao Wenlong's roles had been exchanged. Since he took over Tieshan, the power of the entire Dongjiang has become increasingly tilted towards him. Mao Wenlong's increasingly seclusion behind the scenes, and even since he retired and returned to the countryside, Mao Wenlong simply retreated completely. Except for the short-lived guard for Mao Jue during the offensive and defensive battle of Kalao Mountain, he spent the rest of his time soaking hot springs in this hot spring valley, listening to songs, playing falcon hunting, etc. Mao Jue thought that, like when he first came to this era, Mao Wenlong's earnest teachings and long talks seemed to be gone forever. It was his turn to point fingers with Mao Wenlong and shoulder heavy responsibilities.

However, this smile made Mao Jue lose all his conceit, as if he had returned to the confused and ignorant boy.

He gritted his teeth hard, and Mao Jue kowtowed dullly, "Father, if you go to the capital to be called a marquis, you will almost die! Child... Child... I have already openly shown his rebelliousness in front of the imperial envoys a few days ago. I am afraid the court will be detrimental to you!"

"Oh? Then tell me, why do you have to show your rebelliousness to the court at this time!"

This is Mao Wenlong's uniqueness. Without asking why, he asked the time period instead. Another sentence came to the point, which made Mao Jue stunned for two or three seconds before he knelt straightened again.

"The emperor favors Yang Sichang. Yang Sichang is now using the four and six corners to open a net and fight against the thieves. In order to ensure his political achievements, he will try his best to get rid of all interference!"

This is not Mao Jue's speculation, but Yang Sichang did this in history. In order to ensure his bandit suppression plan, he was afraid that Lu Xiangsheng's main battle plan would conflict with his plan. He and Cao Huachun sat down to see Lu Xiangsheng's three thousand remaining soldiers fight with Jiannu in Jiazhuang for three days and three nights without assistance. Now he is afraid that he will destroy his political achievements. Yang Sichang naturally wants to mediate for Mao Jue in front of the emperor and seek benefits to appease him.

"You kid has chosen this time period. Why can't I choose this time period to be a marquis and enjoy the glory and wealth?"

"But even if there is Yang Sichang now, what about the future?"

He had no confidence in the Ming Empire. In history, Wu Sangui and Wu Xiang were the first to be learned from the past. After the fall of the capital, he was tortured by Liu Zongmin and beheaded by Li Zicheng after a stone. If Mao Wenlong went to the capital, Mao Jue would not be sure to bring him back. After so many years of care, he had already regarded Mao Wenlong as his father. How could he bear to follow Wu Sangui's old path?

But at this point, Mao Wenlong's expression also became serious, but the depth of the seriousness was faintly filled with joy, just like seeing the trees he had cultivated for many years finally blooming and bear fruit. He reached out to stroke his head, and Mao Wenlong's voice was extremely cold and hummed coldly.

"If there really is one day, just think that you don't have me as your father! You are your hero, I am my loyal minister and marquis, and I am famous in history!"

"I won't tell you the big truth. You are a wise man. You know how good it will be for Dongjiang if you go to the capital. I only have a little demand for you. Even if you die, you have to pass on the Mao family to me!"

"Father!"

He reached out and was about to open the door, but listening to Mao Jue's sorrow voice behind him, Mao Wenlong couldn't help but sigh again and shook his head in distress.

"I really regret it. I shouldn't have made peace with you and Gillian!"

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This time, Mao Jue did not go downstairs. He was lying on the ground like a coward, huddling in the corner of the stairs on the third floor. Through the balcony of the hall on the second floor, looking at the hall on the first floor, smiling again, and smiling at Mao Wenlong, who was bowing to Chen Zanzhong. Mao Jue slapped his forehead suddenly on his face.
Chapter completed!