Chapter 2. The Silly Son of Mao's House
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The left face was swollen half a piece by a slap. This is not the most important thing. In the blurred bronze mirror, a face with a bumpy headscarf with a young man's long hair and a hair that was not even grown in length was reflected like a glance. It was not his old face full of acne.
Although Mao Gou once made a wish with God, he would give him anything as long as he wanted to redeem a young face that his schoolgirl liked, but he didn't expect God to take it seriously!
And it was more than that that that made him confused. The place where he lived was like a girl's beautiful building, with two floors. Standing on the upper floor of the second floor and looking down, most of the island that was quite prosperous and busy came into view.
The small building is located on a hill in the center of the northeast corner of the island. There is also a slightly smaller wooden fortress to the southeast. Among the prosperous grasslands, a large group of Liao horses are comfortable eating grass. The city is still a very prosperous port next to the sea. The densely packed ancient sailboats and straight straight sails stand like a forest. There are several large military camps near the city, the kind of soldiers carrying muskets, but wearing cotton armor and horn suits strolling around.
The big banners with the characters of Ming and Mao were blown strongly on the top of the city by the strong wind. In the sunset, a kind of grace and heroism pierced people's hearts.
Mao Gou really hoped that he was arrested in a black scenic spot, but he knew clearly that there were no tourist attractions of this size in the coastal city where he was located. Besides, even if there was such a large tourism company, there was not a single tourist for Mao. What's wrong with his face, his body that was thinner but taller than his head?
"Young Master, it's time to eat!"
When Mao Gou was two big, his sweet voice sounded from downstairs. A little girl wearing paddy clothes and two lump buns on both sides and was quite sweet and sweet, climbed up with difficulty with a food box.
"I don't have the heart to eat, and who are you?"
"Young Master, you really don't even recognize the maid! The maid is your maid Suyi! The maid's name is still you gave me!"
The small melon-shaped face was full of surprise. The little girl was shocked and covered her mouth a little timidly.
"Young Master, please have some! You will be in school with Mr. Zhao later!"
Seeing that Mao Gou was silent, he sat cross-legged again and sat at the window. He simply took out all the food on the plate and placed it on the table next to Mao Gou.
Don't be unable to get along with anyone. A plate of fish, a clam-slippery egg, and a bowl of fragrant rice. It was too hot at noon and went to the sea to swim before eating. It was late at night. My stomach slurped twice, and when I turned my body, Mao Gou shook his cheeks without hesitation, and plucked the rice into his mouth.
Seeing Mao Gou eating deliciously, a smile appeared on his face that was pleasant and angry.
In five minutes, two bowls of rice were made, a basin of water slippery eggs, and half of the fish ate, and burped. Mao Gou was about to get the third bowl of rice when he suddenly found that the pair of watery big eyes in the vegetarian clothes next to him were staring at the dishes, and his delicate throat swallowed a few saliva.
“Sit down and eat together?”
"Ah? Master, you eat, I can't have a meal with you!"
It was a vicious feudal era. Mao Gou said something, and the girl immediately stood attentively and lowered her head, twisted her hands together, and shook her head timidly.
Unexpectedly, one sentence scared the girl like this. Mao Gou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and then slapped the table: "I asked you to sit down, just sit down, why don't there be so much nonsense!"
"Ah! Yes, my maid obeys the order!"
An evil feudal society! If Mao Gou had asked such a beautiful girl to have dinner with him yesterday, even the "factory flowers" of their factory at the hammer level would be hopeless. Now, with just one sentence, Su Yi sat next to him with her little butt, forcibly stuffed into her little hand, and she was easily taken advantage of, and she would hold the steamed fish that had been clenched by the hair.
"Not you have a bowl of rice?"
Seeing that she had only eaten food, she was afraid that she would be salty, Mao Gou simply put a bowl of rice in a porcelain bowl and stuffed it over.
Who knew that this moment scared the girl again, and repeatedly pushed her hands and refused to say, "Young Master, you eat it. This is something that the master specially bought from Hangzhou. My maid is a low-key person and is not worthy of eating this rice!"
What kind of world is this? Rice has become a treasure? He drank tea and asked impatiently.
"By the way, tell me what the year name is now, where is this? And what does my father do?"
There is a word Ming hanging on the city wall outside. It should be true that it was the Ming Dynasty at this time. However, he really doesn't know which general named Mao. Moreover, judging from Suyi's tone, it is quite far from Hangzhou. Then this should be a port in the north. The Ming Dynasty is said to be the most similar dynasty to later generations. It is not unacceptable to be a general here.
"Young Master is joking?"
The little mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, but when she thought that Mao Gou had forgotten even herself, Su Yi suddenly realized and quickly pulled her head down.
"Young master, it's the second year of Chongzhen. This is Pi Island. Our master is the left governor, the former general of the attack on the enemy, and the general of Dongjiang Town, Mr. Mao Wenlong Mao!"
When talking about this, Suyi seemed very proud and her little head was still raised. Who knew that before she finished speaking, she only heard a sniffle.
Mao Gou sprayed the tea on the ground, his eyes straightened. He stared at Su Yi in disbelief, his face full of sadness and asked in frustration.
"You said my son is Mao Wenlong from Dongjiang Town?"
"Young Master, it's very disrespectful to call the master's name!"
After timidly distinguishing, Suyi proudly stretched out Bai Shengsheng's little hand out of the window and pointed down.
"Young Master, have you really forgotten? The ancestral hall next to our small building is enshrined in the Shangfang sword given to us by His Majesty!"
Unfortunately, even though she was so happy that Mao Gou's eyes were still straight and he was tragically slumped onto the recliner again.
God really cheated him! He encountered the time travel quota that was chosen from thousands of miles away. It was not the prosperous Renxuan rule or the dreamy Wanli Revival. It was just that it arrived at the eve of the catastrophe in such a war-torn Chongzhen period, and the entire Chinese population lost more than half of it! And it was Pi Island! The frontline of the confrontation with Jiannu of the Later Jin Dynasty!
That's not all, Mao Wenlong is actually his! This man is considered a capable man, the originator of guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines in the Ming Dynasty, and he was also a tragic figure, but he was a tragic figure. Yuan Chonghuan, the famous three heroes of Liaodong, was the first to be the Liaodong commander, and he slashed his head.
In the future, Dongjiang Town fell, Pi Island was slaughtered by the Jurchens, and North Korea turned to Houjin. This is all a matter of the future. I don’t know when Yuan Chonghuan’s machete would chop the forehead. If Mao Wenlong kicked his legs and had a slap in his nest, he would have to kick his legs and braided his legs.
In the morning, I was happily waiting for the regular salary to increase, but at night, I just put the knife on my neck. The ups and downs of life are really confusing. Mr. Ge fell softly on the recliner. Mao Gou's head seemed to be muddy. He rolled his eyes and looked at the sky. For a moment, he didn't want to say anything or think about anything.
Annoying!
"Young Master, you still need to study with Mr. Zhao later!"
After packing up the dishes, Suyi's little mouth rang in her ears like the little secretary. Unfortunately, Mao Gou rolled his eyes without moving.
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There is more than that. People have no intention of hurting the tiger, and tigers have the intention to kill people! It is still the study during the day. The old man Mao Wenlong, who was long-bearded, was still full of gloomy faces, and there was some document written there. At this time, the two tiger-faced generals disappeared.
With a sigh, a pair of pale hands suddenly emerged from behind him.
No wonder when I saw that sarcastic and mean woman favored during the day. She really liked men. A cup of hot sesame paste was placed on the table with a fragrance, and then she held her shoulders with just the right force. Mao Wenlong, who was already in a hurry, seemed to relax for a while, closed his eyes comfortably and leaned on the back of the chair.
"Master, what's wrong these days? You've been sighing so much older and have grown a lot of white hair! You've never had time to spend with me!"
After massaged for a while, half complaining, Shen gently combed Mao Wenlong's hair bun with both hands. These words finally made Mao Wenlong open his eyes again and sigh with emotion.
"That guy Yuan Manzi has come to Ningyuan to take office!"
"Yuan Manzi? Could it be Yuan Chonghuan and Lord Yuan of Ningyuan's great victory?"
During the day, he was still browsing cold trees, but at night he became pink and white. His bright eyes showed a sense of curiosity. Shen asked curiously: "With this general guarding Liaodong, hasn't the master's burden cleared a lot? Why did he sigh?"
"What do you know about women?"
When he mentioned this, Mao Wenlong's old face became ugly again. He stood up again with disdain, and while grinding ink, he snorted coldly.
"Then Yuan Manzi is one of the problems with the civil officials in the court. He is too ambitious, very happy to be successful, and he is good at talking big. Humph, he can beat Liao in five years, he really dares to brag! This guy is a complete gambler!"
"He brags for fear of life, and he has to implicate others. Before he comes, His Majesty had already taken over the king's minister and Man Gui's Shangfang sword. It seems that this Yuan Manzi wants to take over the full power of Liaodong. Dongjiang is the big town of Liaodong, and he has been the first to bear the brunt of it. Since March, before Yuan Manzi has arrived in Ningyuan, he has made a lot of small moves to me. A few days ago, he even sent a document to invite me to gather Ningyuan. Humph, I'm afraid the visitors are not good!"
The woman's little thoughts were really terrible. She obviously felt that her man had already felt tired and impatient in her words. But this happened to be something that Shen could use. After a change of the subject, she suddenly turned the topic to Mao Gou.
"Master, Mr. Zhao has just arrived, and Jue'er didn't go to school tonight!"
"oh?"
This question made the tired Mao Wenlong regain his interest and turned his head in surprise.
"Don't Jue'er's homework must be done every night, and she won't turn off the lights until late at night? Why don't you go today?"
"I don't know!"
Speaking of this, Shen's eyes showed a sense of viciousness and cunning, and his voice seemed to be a little softer.
"But after falling into the water, Jue'er seemed to have become very wrong. He threw all the books of sages he learned on weekdays. Today, he actually attacked me and said such disrespectful words to the general. It was completely different from the kindness, filial piety and politeness in daily life. I am afraid... "
After hesitating for a while, Shen said the most important thing later.
"I'm afraid it was an excuse to vent his anger and pretend to be stupid, and I felt resentful for the Grandmaster to send him back to Hangzhou to guard the old house!"
Unfilial piety was a great sin in ancient times! Zheng Man, who almost became a great scholar, was framed by Wen Tiren and was innocently sentenced to the most cruel punishment of cutting into pieces by Emperor Chongzhen. He was resentful to his father, which was also one of the great unfilial piety, and was enough to be kicked out of the family tree!
Chapter completed!