The personal army had already withdrawn. On this trip, the chef had an income of thirty taels of silver. A large group of people were very traditionally anxious to go back to buy houses and land, and brought local specialties. Mao Jue naturally had to continue to detain them at Xiongjin Shipyard in a favorable manner. They still had a sign to show the whole Dongjiang Town what are the benefits of following him, Mao Jiangye.

The new personal soldiers were not yet in Wen Meng's hands, and they were stuck at this critical moment. They couldn't pretend to be so. Mao Jue had to take Su Changmei, a fat man, and a dozen others with them to go back. Fortunately, the journey was not far away. He set off in the morning and rushed back to Tieshan Port at dusk. He boarded the ship there. Before sunset, he returned to Pi Island.

But what made Mao Jue feel furious was that Mao Wenlong was actually waiting at the Xidaying Military Port of Pidao.

Although he is Mao Wenlong's only son, I have not been waiting for my son these days. Either I will welcome some big shots tonight or do something unethical, I really make me angry. I can't even wait for the journey to the Governor's Mansion to personally teach myself a lesson at this port.

Tonight, the latter's ingredients are mostly the same. After all, there is no colored flag or a welcome army. Seeing Mao Wenlong's cold old face like a popsicle in the night, Mao Jue felt that his hair was blowing up on his back.

I don’t know if this comes from the real Mao Jue subconscious that has dissipated. Anyway, when Mao Wenlong gets angry, Mao Jue is like a mouse seeing a cat.

His legs twisted and twisted like a lady from a family. He held the test paper that "failed to the midterm exam", Mao Jue got off the boat. It took him a long time to get to Mao Wenlong. He had to smile at Tieshan, but he had to turn around here and put on a smile that was even worse than crying. Mao Jue bowed sadly.

"Father, the child is back!"

"You did a good thing!"

He had a stern face just now, and he looked like a commander of the three armies. Mao Jue didn't expect that as soon as he spoke, Mao Wenlong slapped him in the back of the head and wanted to roar in anger.

"You guys did a good thing! If my Mao family was not defeated by you, would you not be satisfied? Why did I give birth to such a rebellious son?"

It's so shaved! Mao Jue kicked Pan Dahai's butt two days ago, which was really a retribution for the present life. Now he was kicked by Mao Wenlong and almost didn't come out. He didn't dare to hide, so he could only cover his butt and nod and bow to admit his mistake.

"Dad! I know my mistake! Don't be angry! Oh, where are you kicking me? If you hit me like this, I can't hold my grandson!"

It is said that men are not bad but women don’t love them, and it is actually suitable for them to be used on men. Mao Jue grinned and screamed, showing what it means to be funny. Even Mao Wenlong was helpless and kicked him hard. The old guy couldn’t help but turn his head to the side and grinned, then he regained his rigid appearance and waved his sleeves suddenly.

"Rebellious son!"

After all, it was a sea of ​​corpses and blood. My body was still strong. Mao Jue felt that his butt was swollen. The back was hot after being slapped several times. The only thing he was glad that he didn't slap in the face. Seeing that Mao Wenlong was just letting go, he stood on the dock with a stern face, and did not dare to ask what happened. Mao Jue had to pull a bitter face and blew the cold wind with him.

After waiting for about half an hour, just when Mao Jue was a little impatient, the roaring sound of paddling suddenly came into his ears in the dark sea, and a black shadow slowly approached the coast like a huge turtle.

It is a wide ship, not too big, only about twenty meters, and can barely sail the sea. It is also obvious that it is an old ship. The risk of wind and waves passing through the Liaodong Bay is quite large. This ship is really not a big man.

"You did a good thing!"

He reached out to Mao Jue and gave Mao Jue another gesture. As Mao Jue's miserable status grinded his teeth, Mao Wenlong strode forward with a gloomy face and his hands behind his back.

The guards of Dongjiang had already swung the rope and pulled the bow to the edge of the port. The boat board was laid up, but what came down were actually several Jinyiwei, flying fish uniforms and embroidered spring swords. However, compared with the arrogant Jinyiwei in the TV series, the robes of several officers were obviously very old and not as majestic as in the movies. People even seemed very old and lazy. I guess they didn't have the ability to fly over the eaves and walls.

Moreover, it was not as arrogant as the Jinyiwei in the movie. When he got off the boat, he saw Mao Wenlong staying by the port himself, wearing armor from a first-rate military general. Several Jinyiwei were obviously stunned, and then he knelt down and bowed to him.

"Wei Wenbiao, the third thousandth household of the Fusi of Jinyiwei, the six hundredth household, the third thousandth household of the Fusi of Jinyiwei, have met the governor! We are ordered to arrest the criminals and go to Tieshan, and ask the governor to sign the official documents!"

"You are looking for him! The rebellious son is still not here!"

It was dark and a document that could not be seen clearly was stuffed into Mao Jue's hand. He was confused and he printed his Iron Yi Deputy General Officer's seal. Just as Mao Jue was thinking hard and what he had done, he was beaten and received a courier at night, the Jinyiwei Officer behind him pulled out the iron chain. Looking at the visitor, Mao Jue's eyes were as if he had seen a ghost.

"Sinner Yuan Chonghuan, pay homage to Governor Mao!"

No wonder Mao Wenlong was so angry that his seven orifices were smoked! Yuan Chonghuan actually arrived in Dongjiang Town, and the reason why he was able to get here was that Mao Jue was because Mao Jue hid it a few months ago and was caught in his memorial.

In this memorial, Mao Jue scolded Yuan Chonghuan very much, for being abusive to the country and the people, and for being misjudged in Liaodong. He was arrogant and arrogant, and he was the only one who respected the lord and the emperor. In short, he would almost scold Yuan Chonghuan as a scumbag.

In fact, such memorials are not uncommon. After Emperor Chongzhen took over Yuan Chonghuan, almost all the court was criticized. Everyone wanted to kill Yuan Chonghuan. Who made him so popular?

But at the end of Mao Jue's swearing, he said that this beast's death was too cheap, so he should be sent to the coldest place in Liaodong and suffered the most severe torture, so that he would regret his crimes and remedy them. This would be enough to punish his sins.

Things are precious because they are rare. Mao Jue and Yuan Chonghuan are half of the enemies who killed their father, and they are full of swear words. The Grand Secretary originally had to frown and wanted to throw them out, and also sent a censor to warn and punish them. However, this memorial was dug out by the Silijian, who was responsible for the red dress, and was shown as a fun for Emperor Chongzhen.

History has come to a turning point here. Emperor Chongzhen was indeed a diligent, frugal, and willing to work until death. However, there was no reason for his destruction. His character was his fatal weakness, indecisiveness and capriciousness. If this was nothing to be put on an ordinary person, even if it was put on a general, it would cause a disaster, let alone the king of a country.

At this time, Emperor Chongzhen's character was offended again. Looking at Mao Jue's vicious words, Yuan Chonghuan's good deeds sounded again. The civil and military officials in the court, only he fought against Ningjin's victory, and only he bravely took on the burden of Liaodong after everyone was ruling. In the moment of life and death, Yuan Chonghuan's fate was rewritten! He changed from his original womb to exile for three thousand miles, long flowing iron mountain, and it was unforgivable.

Exile in ancient times was actually a criminal law that was even more terrible than the death penalty, but at least it made Yuan Chonghuan save his life.

However, this is also a very dangerous move. The power of the court and the middle are in different ways. Some want Yuan Chonghuan to die, while others don’t want him to die. They want to save him. Mao Jue’s fault may be both sides of the body. No wonder Mao Wenlong’s cheeks were almost bulging, and he went up and beat him up.

However, when he saw Yuan Chonghuan's second glance, Mao Jue's eyes were bright, not only because there was a general who fought bloody battle to defend the capital in later generations, but also because Mao Jue saw a new hope.

Since Yuan Chonghuan can survive and Mao Wenlong is alive now, history can be changed! In the end of the Ming Dynasty, it is not certain who will win the destiny!

Just as he was about to laugh three times, a gloomy gaze bet on his back. In Mao Wenlong's angry eyes, Mao Jue seemed to be crowing with a rooster, his old face was stern, and he jumped and scolded in anger.

"Yuan Manzi, when you plotted against my Dongjiang and tried to murder my father, did you ever think of today? Good and evil will be rewarded in the end! Your Majesty is wise! God is open to his eyes! You should get the punishment you deserve!"

This is the second time that Yuan Chonghuan's edges were also severely frustrated. He was disheveled and wearing a prison uniform. Yuan Chonghuan looked down and was full of downs and outspoken, but he knelt on the ground without any sadness or joy, and just said indifferently.

"The people of the grass know their crime!"

"Ship Mao! General Mao, it's still late this time, let's hand over it?"

There were two shackles behind, but there were two women, probably Yuan Chonghuan's wives and concubines. After listening to the Jinyiwei's urging, Mao Jue came to his senses and smiled and returned the official document that had been stamped in his hand.

As the sound of water was rushing, the wide boat moaned and rowed back into the sea. I hope they would not encounter a storm. Yuan Chonghuan and his wife were also taken aside. It seemed that this time the blow was really big. Yuan Chonghuan sat by the wall with a little dullness. The younger woman kept crying, Yuan Chonghuan's original wife and the older woman were whispering.

Mao Jue was a little confused now. To be honest, he still felt a little dreamy. When he mailed the memorial, he never thought that he could really get Yuan Chonghuan back. Now that Yuan Chonghuan is in his hands, he was a little at a loss. He was stupid for a while, and then he slipped to Mao Wenlong again.

"Dad! Now, what should I do?"

He gave Mao Jue anger a hand, and Mao Wenlong was so angry that he blew his beard and roared.

"You can do the good things you do yourself!"
Chapter completed!