This is the second autumn harvest since Mao Jue took office, and this year it is finally a normal autumn harvest. Unlike last year, the wheat, sorghum, etc. that have been planted hard, the Zhenglan Banner that has been swept is burned. Even if it is a little drought in spring, it can still be considered a good harvest.

There is also an additional Yizhou this year, and the sowing area has doubled and a half times compared to last year. Even with more than 5,000 Li Korean prisoners joining, the manpower is a little overwhelmed.

It was really a national war. Even Mao Jue had to go to the field to work under the persuasion of the so-called farmers. He was not a show-off character, so he really did make corn on the ground seriously. After a day, he almost broke his waist.

However, the harvest was also good after one day. Huang Jiaojiao's corn cobs filled with seven or eight carriages. The cut corn poles were piled up in the ground. Life was really awesome. A man with a few hundred houses and a thousand households sat in a crooked manner. He sat opposite each other in groups and smoked cigarettes. Some people even opened a few jars of soy wine and sucked the wine for a day. It was the most squeezing.

It is really a world of difference from the past. Just a year ago, half of these people in front of him were still used as coat slaves for Jiannu. They lived in a livestock shed, broken straw mats with air leaks on all sides, and ate wheat bran and wild vegetables. They were not enough to eat. After Mao Jue's rule, not only did the Tieyi Town government provide food subsidies, building castles, roads, and river embankments. Mao Jue gave money. Although he was still not rich, every household had such a little money in his hands. He was full and was warm in his clothes, and he was also pursuing the cheapest enjoyment.

Moreover, looking at the harvest this year, even if half of it is to be handed over to the garrison, the corn harvest of thousands of kilograms per acre is an average of three or four acres per person. The family also has a grain income of four or five thousand kilograms. He can't finish it, so he sells it to the garrison and Mao Jue's brewery to make money. At this time, the Chinese farmers are really the most diligent and willing to work. Mao Jue just brought them this little hope, which made every household so grateful. Although he didn't dare to come over to express his intimacy with General Mao, Mao Jue could still recognize the eyes of these farmers from time to time.

Sitting on the corn pole, looking at Lantian, chewing a corn pole in his mouth, the sweet juice soaked into his mouth, and Mao Jue was also humming a little tune with satisfaction.

I remember that before crossing the road, a brother in the same dormitory asked for a month off and went back to his hometown to collect corn with his new girlfriend. As a result, he came back and became dark and lost weight. The key was that his girlfriend also blew.

Mao Jue used to laugh and bury him. What was the picture? It made people fool him for a month of work! Who knew that before he finished speaking, the boy rolled his eyes and mocked him, and shouted with a stern voice that Mao Jue, an old virgin, knew what he knew. After all, his buddy had been a goddess for a month, holding his hands and kissing his mouth, and even walking in the cornfield. It was so popular that Yu Mo Yan's plot of drilling into the sorghum field in "Red Sorghum". That time, while his biceps that looked thin and as thin as a chicken, Mao Jue hid in the corner and drew circles.

But this time!

A scent came from afar, and the fire barbecued the new corn making a crackling crisp sound. Even in a paddy field suit, he dressed in a very rural style. The vegetarian suit excitedly grilled with the corn is still as beautiful as a pile of pink lotus in the backyard lotus pond, which is not stained, clear and rippled, and not demonic. That is my girl!

And when it comes to demons, there is really a fairy! I didn't stretch out my hand today. I was sitting in front of the luxurious carriage that Mao Jue was embezzled. Adrena looked very queenly, one long legs stretched out, and the other was slightly bent, leaning lazily against the Bavarian lion. The white calves under the long skirt made people unable to stop taking a look. The big drawing board was placed on the legs, and there were paint boxes and brushes next to it. Mao Jue didn't know that she had artistic talent, and she didn't know how she painted it after painting for a day.

But this is not the point, the point is that this charming bitch is also his girl.

The blessings of the Qi people have also merged China and the West. If the buddy who was a temporary boyfriend for a month had seen him, he would probably have been glaring out his envious eyes, right?

But when it comes to this, Mao Jue's heart is itchy again. He is also a normal man. He is also a normal man and he is always slutty with two beautiful girls. It is impossible to have no idea. The last time if it weren't for Wen Meng, an idiot, maybe there would be two phoenixes that night.

Or, try again tonight?

The sun gradually set, and the setting sun shone blood red in the earth. His eyes sneakily turned around dozens of acres of confiscated corn fields, and then fell on Adrena who was painting. It seemed that he felt something. The foreign girl suddenly turned her head and rolled her eyes wide. Mao Jue was even more eager to try.

However, there is a saying that it was unexpectedly written here, which is fully reflected. Just now, Wen Meng was muttering about Wen Meng as a broom star, and Wen Meng came, not only to break Mao Jue's dream of swimming in the cornfield for one night, but also brought a problem to Mao Jue.

"Yuan Chonghuan went crazy?"

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When the fast horse rushed to the foot of Baima Mountain, the thousand-household house of Mao Jue couldn't help but twitch.

It took a full half year to build it, but it was a moment of destruction. As a test field, he ordered the planting of three thousand households and about 500 acres of land. Cigarettes were popular these days, and tobacco was not enough. Good guy, taking a hoe, Comrade Yuan was like an epilepsy in an afternoon. Ten acres of the best tobacco fields were smashed and smashed by him. The tobacco leaves were broken all over the ground. Seeing him making a fuss, a large number of households gathered in the village, but they were talking but not stopping them. Luo Zhige, the official of the Baimashan City City, was also there, and was also anxious. Seeing Mao Jue coming, he rushed over as if he had seen a savior.

"Master Jiang..."

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you catch this old madman?"

The cheeks were so angry that they had cramped. Before Luo Zhige finished speaking, Mao Jue was already yelling with his feet and shouting. Then, without waiting for Luo Zhige to react, he kicked Pan Dahai on the butt, who was also stunned.

"I won't give it to me!"

It was also blamed by Mao Jue himself. As soon as Yuan Chonghuan was originally a Liaodong governor, he was a high-ranking official, but Mao Jue sent it to the examination room, just like Zhang Haogu who was sent to the examination room in "Official Promotion Third Level". He went crazy there. Thousands of households dared not care about it. He went to Baimashan City. As a result, the garrison Luo Zhige did not dare to care about it. He also hit the report to the deputy general's yamen. Pang Dahai found Wen Meng, and Mao Jue went to find it. This afternoon passed, and ten acres of tobacco were ruined by this old guy like weeds.

But after all, a man in his forty years is still a civil servant. The pony sea, which was kicked on the butt, seemed to have a gas throttle. He went up and ate the guy, and threw him to the ground. The two personal soldiers twisted his arms and pulled him out of the ground.

"Are you fucking crazy? Are you itchy with your skin? "

There must be something hateful about a poor person. He was not interested in this infighting expert who was eyeing his cheap father and his eldest son's job as soon as he took office. Now this incident made Mao Jue even more angry. No matter what Yuan or Yuan, he slapped him in the face and then put his stomach on his feet. The former first-rank official was kicked with his eyes and staggered and took several steps back.

But just when Mao Jue couldn't help but be angry and was about to beat him again, he suddenly came out of the crowd and opened his arms to block the fallen Commander Yuan.

"Idiot robber, what's your ability to bully him? If you have the will of you, come to me!"

Mao Jue couldn't help but laugh. He didn't know Yuan Chonghuan's ability to do political work, his military ability was a mess, and his overall view was not very good. However, his personality charm was indeed amazing. Not only did he save his political enemy, but now everyone loves it, flowers bloom, and this little Japanese pirate girl is willing to stand up for him to block the knife.

Fortunately, Chiyohime didn't have a long time to be so powerful that her slender but extraordinarily powerful hands suddenly grabbed her collar and pulled him back. With the little Shota, the island trio hugged her again and hid on the side.

However, after being furious by this Japanese girl, Mao Jue lost the intention of being furious just now and was about to kill Yuan Datou. When he walked in front of him, Mao Jue bent down gloomy and asked in anger.

"Mr. Yuan, General Yuan? Are you free to give you nothing? You have to suffer the crops you have worked so hard to plant? Are you all the virtues of your scholars?"

The two slaps just now made Yuan Chonghuan's mouth bleed. This guy was also very heroic and spit out a bloody saliva at Mao Jue's feet, and hummed in a gloomy manner.

“Crops?”

"It is because there are too many people like you in the court that make it so messy! The official fields are privately grown tobacco, and they are full of their own pockets, and they are not enterprising. What's the use of the court to support you? Liao affairs are corrupt day by day, the emperor is exhausted and unable to sleep or eat. You are so selfish! What's the face of wearing this official uniform?"

Speaking of his anger, Yuan Chonghuan even pulled a handful of tobacco hard and threw it on the ground.

However, after he scolded this, Mao Jue not only did not get angry, but instead became happy. This smile made Yuan Chonghuan confused.

"why are you laughing?"
Chapter completed!