Before he knew it, Mao Jue replaced the court, became the target of Yu Dacheng's complaint, and became the backer of him, the civil servants and governors. There was an advertisement in Shandong officialdom!

If you have something to do, look for Mao Jue!

When Yu Dacheng's angry letters were delivered to Heilongjiang, it was already the end of February and the beginning of March. The March of the lunar calendar was almost more than April in the Gregorian calendar. This year, God rarely gave Mao Jue a face. When spring came, the earth became livelihood on time. The cold and severe snow water flowed into Heilongjiang, causing the river to rush up suddenly.

However, Mao Jue's budget was really good. The river passed through the ruins of the ancient city, and the surging water turned around. Now he realized that this place was really famous. The old city of Ningguta is not far from here. According to the boundary, this place is Mudanjiang City in later generations. Mao Jue's dream of Sanjiang Plain actually had to go north from here, but the black soil here is already fertile and makes people saliva.

There is a proverb when developing the Great Northern Wilderness that it can sprout when the chopsticks are inserted, and the land can produce oil when it is pinched! Originally, Mao Jue moved out of many garrisons from Baima Mountain City, and these people were more or less reluctant, but as soon as they arrived at the place, the resentment immediately dissipated. The land was too fat!

Moreover, Mao Jue's land policy is ten times the system! There are ten acres of land in Baimachuan, and you can directly obtain 100 acres here. With thirty acres, it is 300 acres, which is simply profitable.

This place is really a magical land. Later generations of development of the Great Northern Wilderness was developed with a kind of fire-like enthusiasm. Now this enthusiasm has traveled through more than three hundred years and arrived at the end of the Ming Dynasty. With the waves of boats coming here, Dongjiang immigrants suddenly worked hard to break into the fields. Next to the river bank, ditches began to see clues by the river beach.

It's only been a few days.

Later in Heilongjiang produced one-fifth of the country's grain, and Wuchang rice became synonymous with high-quality rice. Now, this granary is about to begin to appear.

But Mao Jue was still worried.

Later generations developed the Great Northern Wilderness and mobilized 5 million people. Five-40,000 educated young people in the town put down their books and invested in construction. They developed for 60 years. How many people do Mao Jue have now? Only 50,000 people! And there is also a lack of strong labor. It is not enough to develop this Mudanjiang, let alone turn the entire Sanjiang Plain and Heilongjiang River Basin into a farm.

People! Where can I get people from?

On the edge of the river beach, the Liao horses extorted from Huang Taiji were directly hung on harnesses and pulled the plow. The soldiers of the first to tenth regiments of Tieshan waved their whips and drew new traces on the earth. Walking under the river bank, Mao Jue looked at Yu Dacheng's letter with a frown.

"Master Jiang, you are looking for me!"

During this reading, a hurried voice had already heard, and a horse face suddenly broke into Mao Jue's eyes, which scared Mao Jue.

Farming is obviously not something that Wen Meng is interested in. Recently, the army's physical training has been changed to clearing up land. Even the officers have to go down the field. Even if they have added half a salary, Wen Meng's idle eggs are still hurting. This seems to have a task, and the pockmarks on his face seem to have golden light.

But if Mao Jue was not angry next, he almost spit out an old blood.

"Well, I'm looking for you! I'll inform you that your Tieshan First Group will lead the Tieshan Ginseng General will resign today and be transferred to the garrison of the Wa Zhenhai District of Denglaidao, and will take up his post tomorrow!"

"Master Jiang, my old ancestor! What mistake did our Lao Wen make!"

With a sad face, Wen Meng almost knelt down, full of sadness. He was depressed and had arms and pitifully begging for love.

"The training of the first regiment has not been lost at all, and the farming mission has been exceeded. It was not that time! It was also the guy Kong Youde who was scattered out to hunt and drink. He had been poured a jar of Shanxi Laofenjiu for most of the time, so Lao Wen drank half a bowl. If he wanted to be exiled, he would punish him first! Lao Wen was wronged!"

"Ha? You guys went out to drink and hunt with me on your back! Okay, Wen Meng!"

Unexpectedly, there was another unexpected gain. Mao Jue jumped up in anger, jumping and shouting.

"This month, your monthly salary is fined half of your money! You guys don't obey military orders!"

This is also the characteristic of Dongjiang. The military generals of Liao Town are eager to transfer to the mainland, especially in the second-tier Taiping areas like Denglaidao. However, in the eyes of Dongjiang people, being transferred out of Dongjiang is no different from exile! The cohesion of this land can be seen! The salary is also better than being exiled. Wen Meng immediately grinned his teeth with a smile.

"Not to say half a month, it's okay for half a year. Then Master Jiang, little ancestor, don't you have to go to the Laoshizi Zhenhai Station?"

"Yes, no need to go!"

I still gritted my teeth and didn’t call me when I went out to hunt! Mao Jue hummed in annoyance.

"Let's go back to plow the fields! I'll transfer Shen Rong's first and second group of bitter leaves!"

"My father-in-law, Governor Yu, was hit by the bandits of Xiangmazi. The local garrison troops were useless and asked for help from our Dongjiang River. You were my uncle and wanted to transfer your troops to make quick money. Okay, you don't want it, but some people are willing!"

Wen Meng was stunned. He watched Mao Jue throw the letter bar into the river and walked forward carelessly. He asked urgently in a very sad and urgent manner.

"The transfer order is just a cover, and I'll get it back?"

"Oh, my little ancestor, what big responsibility can that guy Shen Rong take? Let me tell you, this guy is a pervert! A few days ago, the underwear of the Vladivostok Guard Corps was stolen, and this guy did it! My army was responsible for the inspection. This guy took a few packs of cigarettes to block my mouth! Most of his subordinates are barbarians, so what big things can he accomplish!"

"Okay! You kid also accepts bribes! Damn, I really think about it and let you go to Kuye Town to clean the toilet!"

"Little ancestor, I am your uncle! When you were a child, you pulled your pants, and our Lao Wen washed it for you..."

"Shut up!"

His face was thrusting, and a few blue veins popped out of Mao Jue's forehead.

Finally, under the bribery of Rizhao Green Tea, Dong'e Ejiao and Dezhou Braised Chicken, Wen Meng passed five passes and defeated six generals, winning this opportunity to go to Vladivostok Port, and in the jealousy of the military generals such as Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, Shen Rong and Pang Dahai, this guy sat on Mao Jue's flagship Black Pearl, stood on the deck with a big mouth and a smile, waving his hands straight.

"No need to send it to you. Our Lao Wen will go back when he goes, and we will bring you specialties when we come back!"

A tuft of hair was also exposed beside him. This time, Mao Jue not only mobilized Wen Meng's troops, but also sent Song Xiance, a special salesman for Dongjiang. Unfortunately, Song Datou was too short, so he nodded his hair while cushioning his feet.

"Ha! The dark side of using people!"

Seeing this guy showing off on the deck, Kong Youde and his guys grinned together.

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After all, the steam engine had not been loaded on the ship, landed at the Lutun Island Military Port, crossed the Dongjiang River, and once again took a boat across the sea to Shandong. It was already mid-March when Wen Meng tribe arrived in Dengzhou.

Dengzhou Ancient Port, a place where the Dongjiang Army once focused on attacking, now looks like a welcome line. Thousands of soldiers stood guard by the port with flags. Typical bureaucracy, the port was cleaned up, all the houses and shops were closed, and merchant ships and fishing boats were driven aside.

Compared to more than half a month ago, Yu Dacheng seemed to have gotten a little older again, his face full of gloom. He was looking at the sea anxiously.

"Futai, here we come!"

Several sail shadows slowly appeared on the sea. At this height, there were no doubt that there were only warships in Dongjiang. It was not that the Ming Dynasty could not build giant ships in this era, but the only one who took the ship seriously and was willing to invest in the giant posture was Mao Jue. Looking at the sail, Yu Dacheng seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But not long after, his brows frowned again.

From its establishment to the present, it has been five or six years since the Dongjiang Sailors were not rowed into the official personal corps, but after all the wars in Japan, they did not give in even the Jiangnan Navy. It took only more than ten minutes to dodge three huge sailboats. After all, they were one of Mao Jue's father-in-law and the governor. Wen Meng and Song Xianshou had to give face. After getting off the ship, they knelt on the ground with a military salute.

"The last general/lower official pays homage to the governor!"

"That's just a few people?"

Looking at the first cavalry whistle that was leading a horse from three second-level battleships, Yu Dacheng asked worriedly, but before Song Xiance could speak, the straightforward Wen Meng was already rushing to speak.

"In our group, the sailors on the boat have to return to Dongjiang!"

It was obvious that Yu Dacheng's mouth twitched. Without saying a word, he turned around and left in anger. Fang Bingwen, the Shaoxing master who was following him, looked cold and said coldly.

"You are ready for your barracks! Come with me!"

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No wonder Yu Dacheng was a little unhappy. When Mao Jue was in trouble, he mobilized the entire Denglaidao's power. The 17 and 12,000 troops and horses of the 17 and 18 garrisons were almost in full swing. But when Denglaidao was in trouble, Yu Dacheng thought that Mao Jue would send at least 3,000 troops, but he didn't expect that he would be sent to him in just one regiment of more than 800 people.

The barracks are vacant.

But after all, they were elite soldiers outside the pass! Although they were given a cold greeting, after being placed, Wen Meng and Song Xiance were quickly recruited to the Governor's Office.

It was also influenced by the Dongjiang River that Yu Dacheng actually had a sand table in Denglai Road under his command. Laiyang, Chongshan, Dengzhou and Laizhou were clearly marked on it, and even the small Tunzhuang villages below were still unabated.

The black ink dripped heavily in the southern part of Dengzhou Prefecture, covering several farmyards tightly like dark clouds. A small piece of wood was also placed on the map. This represents the significance of a defensive position in Dongjiang, but it was also covered by a piece of ink. No wonder Yu Dacheng was anxious. In the past half month, three farmyards were attacked by horse thieves, and he organized a defensive battle and was defeated!

Spring plowing is about to be imminent, but the two palaces are now in panic. If they cannot pacify the place quickly, spring plowing this year will inevitably be delayed. Moreover, as Mao Jue said, there are too few people doing things and too many people opening their mouths. Yu Dacheng is one of the few people who do things. If he makes any mistakes, I believe that the memorials of the court impeachment from him will immediately fall on the cabinet table like snowflakes.

“How is the loss?”

After staying in Dongjiang for a long time, Song Xiance also knew how to do it. He put his hands on the sand table. He frowned and asked directly, which made Yu Dacheng stunned. After a pause, he answered gloomyly.

"Six farms! There are 1,300 people killed and looted. Our government transferred the bid camp, Zhenhaisou, and Dinghaisou a total of 3,000 troops were deployed in Chongshan. Five days ago, more than 1,500 soldiers from Dinghaisou bumped into the Xiangmazi who had just captured Lijiatun in Xiaozhongling, but were defeated, and the official army killed 170 people."

"Where is the thief?"

After pausing for a few more seconds, Yu Dacheng shook his head with a red face just now.

"They took away the corpse, but according to what the soldiers said, they should be beheaded at level ten!"

Wen Meng was speechless. He said that the soldiers of the mainland garrison were corrupt. This is true. More than 1,500 government troops fought against about 800 horse thieves, beheaded at level 10 or is it said?

He also grinned and lit the small Chongling area. Song Xiance hugged Yu Dacheng helplessly and helplessly.

"Can you go to the battlefield to see it?"

Yu Dacheng is a pragmatic official, and he waved to the door with ease.

"General Li Shen, convene the Biao camp, you come and lead the way!"

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The corruption of the army in the late Ming Dynasty was really obvious. In order to deal with the eight hundred sounds of horses, tens of thousands of people in the entire Denglaidao Army Town were mobilized. Near Xiaozhong Mountain, there were really three steps, one post, five steps, and one sentry. The Governor Biao Battalion was protected by heavy troops, layer by layer. It was no wonder that Yu Dacheng summoned it. These were all money and grain, and so many troops were dispatched, the spring farming of the military camp would be greatly affected.

The war was only finished a few days ago. Although the bodies were collected, the blood on the battlefield was not dispersed, and there were still many traces left. For old military men like Song Xiance and Wen Meng, they were simply on their faces.

Bent down, Song Xiance reached out from the crack of the stone and pulled out an arrow. Wen Meng was an expert on the other side. In less than a moment, he found more than a dozen lost arrows. The two of them took these things neatly and placed them in front of Yu Dacheng.

"This is……"

"Mr. Yu, did Xiangmazi shoot arrows?"

"How could there be no archery? These thieves used the rain of arrows to break up the army of the officials and then scattered by the cavalry. Do you really think that the officials don't understand the army?"

Yu Dazhi shouted unwillingly, and the two experts immediately spread their hands helplessly.

"Sir, these arrows are the same. It is impossible that all of them are shot out by the official army. They must contain arrows of the sound horse. Denglaidao and Liao Town use an armory of the Ministry of War. Even the arrows of the local garrison in Shandong are different from them. They are heavy arrows. In other words, these are not ordinary sound horse thieves, they are all official army, and they may even be Liao army!"

This made Yu Dacheng look a little impatient. He had long known that the information that Mao Jue shared with him was Liu Zeqing who was a kid who was born in Liao Town.
Chapter completed!