In the 30th year of Liaodong, a big change happened within a few days! The streets were covered with wide-sleeved clothes, and the rich families even made a wig and put on them, which actually created a trend for future generations. In the late Wanli period, the most bubble-like and prosperous era in Liaodong seemed to have returned.

Moreover, unlike Chongzhen, who was in a state of twilight, Mao Jue fully demonstrated the enthusiasm of his young leader. Since the turmoil caused by the rise of the Jurchens after the Battle of Sarhu in Wanli in the 48th year of Wanli, the second major social change in Liaodong has been vigorously carried out in his hands. Almost all the residents of Liaodong, no matter which tribe they are, have been included in his plan.

The first is the last two remaining flags of the Qing Dynasty. At this time, it was already snowing in August in Liaodong. Although the sky was white, the two teams of Heilongjiang, wearing bright yellow and blue armor and sharp helmets like cotton hats on their heads protecting a large number of men, women, young and old, and still strolling in the snow with difficulty.

The ancestors of the Jurchens in Jianzhou came from this far away Siberia. Now they have returned to their roots. They were exiled by Mao Jue, the Jurchen emperor, to guard the border for the new Daliao Kingdom. In the trekking team, even Haoge had to dismount himself. His thick beard had been frozen with a layer of white frost. Every time he breathed, a breath of hot air turned into ice and snow again, and hit his face in pain.

Even Mao Jue's succession ceremony was not attended. Under the northernmost Acheng Town Army, they had been on their 40th day of their journey. Just as Haoge pulled out his boots that were deeply trapped in the snow, suddenly a dozen cavalrymen from the yellow flags ran back excitedly and shouted loudly.

"Master Beller! There is Jaxa ahead!"

The sentry guards in the Dongjiang River have been extending northward and have built fortresses in the upper reaches of Heilongjiang. However, now, Nibchu City on the other side of Heilongjiang has been assigned to the newly added permanent border guards of the Liao Kingdom and the Jianzhou Guard.

Looking at Mao Jue's design, the ugly and sharp black cement watchtower tore through the snow and mist in the sky and came into view. Haoge couldn't help but look south in an extremely complicated way. A dream in the world for twenty years! With the dream of restoring the Great Jin Empire, the Eight Banners Cavalry once galloped across the Central Plains, but human calculations were not as good as heaven's calculations, and was pushed back by the Great Liao, which should have been defeated by the Great Jin in history.

Now the troubles in the Central Plains have nothing to do with the Jianzhou Jurchens, and they have returned to the fate of the Baishan and Black Water. They sighed heavily and finally completely withdrew their nostalgic gaze. At the exhausted and excited tribe members, Haoge waved forward fiercely.

"Enter the city and guard the guards! Guard the frontier for Your Majesty!"

"twitter!!!"

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Dongjiang was quite interesting for these Jurchens who were guarding the border. Although the two castles with only more than 10,000 people were stuffed into the two castles, which immediately seemed quite crowded. Some families even had to squeeze more than ten people into a room of one person, and the ragged quilts pounced on the ground. In this era, a typical real-life version of a snail residence was created, but the thick cement walls and a complete coal stove warmed the kang made the two flags of Jianzhou that had been frozen for more than 40 days.

It was really pitiful. The potatoes burned in the big stove were served with dai sauce and sat in front of the chief's desk and ate them voraciously. Haoge actually felt like crying.

For the first time in his life, he felt that this thing was so fragrant.

In the busy life, the remaining Jianzhou flags finally took root and escaped from the whirlpool of death. Even the fierce Eight Banners were unable to help but breathe a sigh of relief. They had settled their salutes in the afternoon. There were even a few Niulu riders carrying bows and arrows, set out from the city of Nebchu and hunted towards the vast wilderness of the far east and west Siberia.

Didn’t the ancestors of the Jurchens live like this? Although the battle for supremacy has completely turned into a bubble, don’t people still have to live?

In Siberia in this era, there were indeed abundant wild animals. Less than six or seven kilometers away from the city of Nebchu, a small group of yellow sheep came into the eyes of these newcomers. They did not throw away all the hunting instincts left by their ancestors. Under the orders of the two old Niulu, the Eight Banners hunters surrounded the flock of yellow sheep with bows and arrows like pockets. Everyone was covered in saliva. Since the war with Dongjiang last year, they had not eaten a decent meal of meat.

But what these bannermen didn't notice was that just as they were staring at their prey with all their hearts, more than a dozen eyes were looking at them from behind like they were looking at their prey.

His face was pale like a vampire. His long beard had covered most of his cheeks. On his head, the torn coat on his body exuded a beast-like stench. As the cat moved forward, the rough lead-gray gun barrel was raised with murderous intent.

Mao Jue was not so kind-hearted and put the Jurchens in this position far away from Dongjiang to rest. Haoge was still unaware of it. The murderous intent lurking around these losers who came from afar.

Bang~Bang~

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The two flags of 117,800 are just a small piece of Mao Jue’s Liaodong chess! This time, Mao Jue’s moves were unprecedented. On the snowy hometown of Liaodong, an unprecedented land replacement was unfolding at his hands, involving every family in Liaodong.

After killing a large number of Jianzhou noble landlords in the former land of the Qing Dynasty north of Jinzhou, Mao Jue gave the land that was free of charge to more than 800,000 Han people in the former Liaozhen who were crowded and trapped in the Liaodong Corridor south of Jinzhou. The Han Eight Banners who had been under the jurisdiction of Liaodong for more than 20 years were divided into two groups under the leadership of Dongjiang.

The route was along the Yanshan Pass in Jinzhou and into the western Liaoning Corridor to fill the gap after the departure of the former Liao townsmen. The other route was to go north, and later generations also had a large area of ​​land between Jilin and Heilongjiang, which took root there.

In Liaodong, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will not lack your farming!

In war and famine, Liaodong has reduced production by two-thirds. If you want not to starve to death and want to survive until next spring plowing, you have to be led by Mao Jue. Whether you are willing or not, every household will move according to Dongjiang's instructions and go to a new place to build. Within a few days, Shengjing City turned into a dead city like the New Year in the future.

Such large-scale remnants are the most difficult and even tyrannical, but when it comes to Mao Jue, it is easy to get to Mao Jue. Dongjiang is not afraid of nail households and refuses to move, so he starves to death on the spot. The government will not force him! No literati with a short eye is crooked and nourishes hair, okay, your village does not need to move! Hasn't been hungry for a few days, the verbal scholar not only came out to apologize in the denunciation of the whole village, but also had to praise Mao Jue for his stinky feet and praise him, saying that it was not simple, but it was unstoppable. The crowds in Liaodong were like half of the wildebeest and antelope migrating in East Africa, and began to flow according to Mao Jue's wishes.

This large-scale relocation is not a matter of turmoil for Mao Jue. First of all, it eliminated the possibility of the Qing Dynasty revival in geographical location. The foundation of Nurhaci's rule from Huang Taiji has been aggregating for decades. The flag was completely disrupted and scattered and lived in a new place. The organization was completely destroyed. The Eight Banners system on which the Qing Dynasty relies for survival was completely dissipated in the dust of history.

Moreover, during the migration, it was a process of controlling the population in Dongjiang. When the relocated residents arrived in a new place, they were immediately incorporated into the military farm under the jurisdiction of Dongjiang and registered. Mao Jue issued an order in Shenyang, and the order was enough to be passed on to the unknown soldiers who swept the streets in Tashipuzi. This is the power of rule.

On the other hand, it is also a great opportunity to win over the people's hearts. There is also a little psychology involved here! If Mao Jue does not replace the population and directly distributes the local land to the local people, it is actually not much better to exchange it. After all, these lands have been cultivated for decades, and the coated serfs in the Jurchen farms can easily regard this kind of gift as taking back their own things, and think it is natural and will not be grateful to Mao Jue much.

But if you change into such a new environment, get new land and develop a new life, then this kind of gift will be much stronger, it will easily win people's hearts and make more people grateful to themselves.

And the most direct point is earth-shaking construction!

In order to earn winter food from Dongjiang, the hundreds of thousands of Liaodong's middle-aged laborers who were supposed to be the ones who were in charge of the work and shovels, and devoted themselves to the construction of Dongjiang in a hurry, and opened roads and built bridges in a mountain and met the water! Two railways, one was taken from Heilongjiang, and the other was straight from the Yalu River in the Dandong, Tieshan to Songjinshan Haiguan. The dark railway tracks grew rapidly like the green seedlings after the spring rain.

These two iron guys are the most direct manifestation of Dongjiang's strength. With the flying snow all over the sky, Mao Jue himself visited the construction site, holding a telescope in one hand and blocking the camera to prevent snow from falling, and looking forward deeply.

The railway from Jinzhou is almost connected to Ningyuan. There are a few miles of road outside Ningyuan City. Tens of thousands of young men are pushing trolleys, paving trucks of gravel hall roads, and then carrying the long railway tracks refined from the iron mountain to lay them on the ground and then continuing.

This has entered the territory of the remnants of Liaodong Town! Wu Sangui's Wu-character flag and the Ming-character army flag were hung together on the top of Ningyuan City. However, they were obviously afraid. Yuan Chonghuan's Ningyuan City was watched by many people, but there was not one out of the urban management. Looking at this scene, the sinister smile on the corner of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help but reveal it.

From this point of view, it should be no problem to build Shanhaiguan in one go! Once the Zhongyuan changes next year, he can gather hundreds of thousands of troops of countless supplies in Shanhaiguan in one go. I believe that in the future, whether it is Wu Sangui or Li Zicheng, his face will definitely be very exciting when facing the Dongjiang army like the divine weapon falling from the sky!

But the smile stopped on his face for a few minutes, but then he took it back. As soon as he turned his head, a little luoli girl wearing a white fox fur cloak and covered with snowflakes on her clothes was pulling Zhou Yanru, who had just been promoted to the Minister of the Honglu Temple of the Great Liao Dynasty, was asking something, and Zhou Yanru's face was full of embarrassment.

Chiyohime!

And you don’t have to guess that she asked Yuan Chonghuan for news!

Although it can be considered as Mao Jue's breakup! His woman is still worried about another man, and she feels uncomfortable if anyone changes. Moreover, Mao Jue is also in a complicated mood for Yuan Chonghuan. Subconsciously raised his hand, and then put it back again. His telescope also looked south again.

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, there was a saying that the good ministers in Guanzhong were Wang Meng! All the people in the world hoped to Xie An! Now even Dongjiang is not the center of East Asia's political structure. The eyes of everyone in the world are really in the whirlpool of the Central Plains, and the Qin army led by Yuan Chonghuan.
Chapter completed!