The thorn who once opposed Dongjiang was also treated kindly.

In the Zaniru tribe, who had been a slave to Daishan, Mao Jue gave an additional corps organization, and transferred 500 strong men from other troops, and recruited 300 from the Tu tribes of Sakhalin Island that went south one after another to form the Sixth Regiment of Kuye Town. The regiment led the garrison officer to give these early forties, but the old one was Abul who was as good as sixty. This unlucky man Gong Youfu made up the trouble. He was recruited by Mao Jue as a ninth-rank army and was also in charge of the Sixth Regiment.

Unlike other regiments, the natives who defected to Dongjiang were disrupted and organized into troops and retained the smallest hunting unit. The remaining noble chiefs of the era either gave a reward of a farm to rent as rice worms, or gave official positions to take care of other tribes. Only this regiment was considered to be tribalized to the extreme. Except for the elderly and young tribes who were arranged to carry out production and construction in various farms and ranches, the lower-level officers from the regiment were all from the original Banzanilu tribe. It can be said that the military power maintained was no different from before the surrender.

However, this little shrimp tribe can take this treatment!

First of all, he brought Mao Jue an unprecedented important information. It turned out that the Later Jin Dynasty was not a monolithic part. From Jilin to Heilongjiang in later generations, there were still a large number of conquered slave tribes that were coated. They needed to pay tribute to mountain delicacies every year, and also contributed the tribal strong men to be the army of the Eight Banners Soren.

This unit is like the Badu Army under Genghis Khan. It is composed of various tribes with harsh heads. When the war begins, it is worn by heavy armor and is used as an artillery soldier. It is known as a dead army. Once the war is fought, few people can come back alive.

Dongjiang is too narrow and Sakhalin Island is not big. Mao Jue wants to further develop. The rich Songnen Plain Heilongjiang is the only choice. You, the Later Jin robbed our Ming Dynasty land, and I will take the land you abandoned and don’t want to live in. Is it okay?

It is neither the gold nor the ironclad one. According to the Zaniru tribe, the difficulty of entering Heilongjiang will be reduced by several levels. It is better to train the Zaniru tribe as a Jurchen traitor.

Second, the Zanilu tribe is not fighting alone! How can I do health products in later generations? I am willing to recruit eagles with such circles of friends. Although Abule is not good-looking, many of his strong men do not want to be cannon fodder for Huang Taiji and escape. The sons of other noble men are here. How can I not sell him face? Taking him with him is equivalent to bringing a living map plus a living membership card, which can bring great use to gain a foothold in Dongjiang.

The arrival of this God-given leader, Mao Jue was so excited that he couldn't sleep for several days. Several staff members were unlucky. He was forced to gather together. Abul, who was the sixth-rank military officer of the Ming Dynasty, and Gong Youfu, who was the ninth-rank civil servant of the Ming Dynasty, became even more unlucky. He was forced to ask about the mountains, geography, customs and customs of various departments, as well as the military defense of the Later Jin Dynasty in Heilongjiang. The two of them had almost thought about it and they got older in a few days.

Unfortunately, a good plan was made by the impatient Mao Jue, and then he was left with the help of the food. There was no way, and the food had to be eaten at one bite. Now that Sakhalin Island has not been excavated, it has occupied a corner, and there are only 70,000 immigrants. When the development of the Great Northern Wilderness, millions of intellectuals in the world were passionately put down their pens and carried a hoe. Now Mao Jue has no 50,000 people.

Moreover, the development of the Great Northern Wilderness also means that the hostility with the Later Jin Dynasty has officially become clear. Why did the Qing Dynasty let the Northeast empty for almost three hundred years? It was just that it wanted to regard this as a retreat path like the Northern Yuan Dynasty. If it was defeated in the pass, it would be strange that Mao Jue would explode his Later Jin Dynasty's chrysanthemum, and it would be strange that Huang Taiji would not go crazy.

This army was formed with a designated plan. I was busy with this. The last two months of the eighth year of Chongzhen were like flying. In a blink of an eye, it passed. When Mao Jue came over in a daze, the Spring Festival of the nineth year of Chongzhen was imminent again.

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I really have a fate with this land. It is the second Spring Festival that Mao Jue spent here. Compared with the previous year, the atmosphere of Hongshuang has changed a little bit. First of all, I have been busy on this land for more than a year. From the stranger who was so dark last year to the current ones, every household has some wealth. Compared with last year, thousands of people rushed to the mountains to hunt in autumn, they only made some meat and dumplings, and they also paid more than a dozen lives. This year's New Year atmosphere is even stronger.

Mao Jue particularly encouraged raising chickens, cattle and livestock. The port area next to Hongshuanghe in the southeast of the city was hot and bustling. There were old farmers carrying chicken cages everywhere. There were chicken feathers everywhere, and chickens ran away. A group of people followed behind and got chased them. The fat pig was in trouble. This Kuci was pushed to the butcher's room with screams, and the other end turned into meat and hung on the stall.

Not only these agricultural and sideline products, Hongshuangcheng is now a sparrow that is small and complete with all organs. It has sugar, silk, porcelain from the south, animal skins, jerky, snacks from the north, and everything on a street. Thanks to Zheng Zhilong. Although going north caused a lot of trouble to Mao Jue, his beating made Mao Jue completely famous. Now all the seven southern provinces know that there is a new port in the north, which is more famous, and more merchants come, and trade is flourishing. There are also several Fujian ships parked at this port.

These are all white money!

Finally, I stopped being an otaku. I walked on the street and watched the prosperity I created, just like the joy I felt when I was playing a cultivation game to the peak. However, this was not connected to a bunch of data in the computer. Now more than 70,000 people are really counting on him to survive, which is a real life.

"Master General!"

"Meet the general!"

"Jiang Ye, what's the tea egg, let's put two for you?"

The destiny is really not a waste of time. Now there is no one who doesn't know him Mao Jue. Wherever he goes, even the two vendors who are blushing and thick-necked in their necks who are fighting for the price will leave the matter and bend down to him. The female guard Ying Ji has a lot of snacks and small things in her hand. This girl is also raised by Mao Jue. She eats her mouth and is shiny. However, Mao Jue asks Mao Jue to pay for each portion. Even if she doesn't want it, she will leave the silver and copper coins before leaving.

You can't just put a name for the people. Fame is more important than a million taels of silver for Mao Jue.

While patrolling, a few merchants were wearing melon-skin hats and thick mink-fed jackets and were as cold as their grandson. The accents were full of excitement and clasped their fists at Mao Jue with joy.

"Greetings to the leader, young people!"

To be honest, Mao Jue is a little face-blind, but these guys have spent a lot of effort to carry it down. Last time, Zheng Zhilong was captured, there were several larger ship owners, all of whom were future entrepreneurs in Dongjiang. Mao Jue hurriedly laughed and clasped his fists.

"Oh! Boat owner Guo! Cao Dashang! I haven't seen you for a long time, so don't be fine!"

I really didn't expect that Mao Jue could still remember them. This was extremely respectful among his colleagues. The fat and thin two men were almost happy and they quickly slapped their flattery back.

"Mr. Jiang, we brothers have now settled in Hongshuangcheng. In the future, Jiang will be our parents' officials. I hope he will pay more!"

"You guys are here?"

Mao Jue was really surprised. It was a trend for people to move south these days. He was not even as crazy as the Shanxi and Shaanxi, where the peasant army was crazy, and it was the front line outside the pass. He was the place where he would fight. It was not surprising that these Fujian merchants came here to do business, but when they moved their families here, it really surprised him.

But when he thought about Luo Ning, he felt relieved again. The Luo family had a population of hundreds. Based on the principle of not putting eggs in one basket, Luo Ning placed some of the Luo family members in Kyoto, Japan, and some of the Luo family members were in Tieshan again. Hongshuang was born. It is estimated that the people in front of him were similar.

However, after all, he had added another child to his territory. Mao Jue smiled again, nodding in the manner of a city leader in later generations.

"Dongjiang is very welcome to businessmen like you. You are welcome to drive Dongjiang's economic development. All policies can give you a green light. If you have any questions, even if you tell me, when I am not here, I can also find Luo Zhige, the general of Kuye Town!"

“Let the green light?”

Several Fujian merchants couldn't help but feel confused, but this was a trivial matter. These guys were really good at hitting snakes and sticking on them. The fat merchant Cao immediately smiled and said.

"The villain is really a matter of time, please beg you, Mr. Jiang! The villain has invited many fellow merchants to the north and wants to open a Liao Chamber of Commerce Hall in Hongshuangcheng! But the buildings in this city are all of the buildings of the emperor, so the youngest can only ask Mr. Jiang to approve one!"

"Liao Chamber of Commerce Hall?"

Later generations of Shanxi Chamber of Commerce Halls and Hui Chamber of Commerce Halls were all well-known. Mao Jue even saw several of them when he was traveling, which fully reflected the prosperity of the two major merchant gangs. If there were Liao Chamber of Commerce Halls everywhere in his Dongjiang River, it would be better to do business, and he would also become a celebrity in the future. Thinking of this, Mao Jue asked with great interest.

"What does this Liao Chamber of Commerce do?"

"Return to General, we are the exchanges and gatherings with businessmen, and we share the relationships with each other. If there is any news, we will share with each other. Then, if the fellow villagers encounter difficulties, we will borrow some money to support us!"

"Borrow the money?"

Mao Jue was really interested. Isn’t this the functions of some banks? It’s just that it’s the bank within Liaoshang, with eyes lit up and Mao Jue trying to get involved. Who knew that at this time, the helmet on his head suddenly slammed.

It's a rebellion! The general of Dongjiang was beaten on the territory of Dongjiang? He was so brave that he was so angry that he was afraid of the bear heart. In the stunned eyes of several Fujian merchants, Mao Jue turned around in anger, but then he almost cried.

"Dad!"

It was simply incredible. He wore a dome hat and a shiny black leather jacket made of Mao Jue. He was wearing a set of furry fur on the outside. He was not Mao Wenlong or someone else. After getting off the boat with a few Fujian merchants, the stubborn old man was waving a crutch in anger and shouting and scolding.

"You little bastard! Unfilial son, have your wings hard? Don't go home during the Chinese New Year? Do you have to come to you for the Chinese New Year?"

Behind the stubborn old man, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Chen, and Wen Bo forced his smile to follow there seriously. There was also Mao Jue's own army, smiling like a fairy Yu Le'er, and his eyes were red and plain clothes. The army was all here.

Especially, there is a eldest wife of his family who made Mao Jue feel embarrassed and owed her debt, wearing a hundred blessing dress and a cloak wrapped in a cloak that was so cold that she hugged her arms, Chen Jiao!

Mao Jue suddenly had a headache. He couldn't do without a head. He was so at ease that he was mining on Sakhalin Island because the old man was staring at Tieshan. Now he is still the left governor of Dongjiang, and no one dared to disobey him.

Now, Dongjiang threw it away and ran here to see him for the New Year! After beating him, the old guy shook his crutches at the mischievous Fujian ship owners with a smile.

"This is my incompetent son!"

"Don't stand there, I want to freeze to death! Why don't you prepare the car quickly!"

Unexpectedly, following his boat, Hongshuang was like this big crocodile. The owner of Cao Dashang and Guo's eyes were almost glaring. Seeing the crutch wandering, Mao Jue could only smile bitterly and hug his fists.

"Everyone, let's talk about it later!"

"No, no hurry! Lord Mao walked slowly!"

With a shout, several more carriages came over. Today, Mao Wenlong seemed to have become an old child. He smiled and rushed to the first one, and dragged his daughter-in-law Suyi over. The second one was given to Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Chen. I don’t know if it was coincidentally or intentional. The last one was left with Mao Jue and Chen Jiao.

He spit out white smoke and reached out to open the door of the four-wheeled carriage. Mao Jue made an elegant move for the first time. This move really surprised Chen Jiao. He held the hem of the skirt and fell down with a blessed blessing, and then got on the carriage.

However, these days, the warm wind no longer exists. Mao Jue doesn't ride in a carriage often, and the buses affiliated to the Hongshuangyamen are not equipped with carbon furnaces. The temperature of minus 30 degrees Celsius is still cold enough.

After all, she is a Jiangnan woman. Even though she has been married to Dongjiang for two years, she usually works in the mansion and does not leave the door. This is the first time Chen Jiao has encountered such a bitter sword wind. She is sitting in the car. She holds her hands from time to time, puts them in front of her mouth, and slowly sits there with a few breaths of heat. After looking at it, she really can't see it. She feels cruel. Mao Jue reached out and pulled her hand over her little hand in her scream, then put it in her sleeve, and then covered her body under the cloak she was wearing.

It can be described as flattering Chen Jiao. It seemed that she had just arrived in the stove all at once. The sharp melon-shaped face blushed like a tomato introduced by Dongjiang. Her little head was buried deep down, almost buried in her chest.

Unfortunately, there was still no speech between the two.

"that……"

After a long time, Mao Jue finally coughed dryly.

"I, I don't go home, not to hide from you, hate you, or something. I, I haven't found the Zijin mine yet, I want to find Zijin, and take it back to find you..."

"Um!"

The voice was low. If Mao Jue hadn't been good at hearing, he almost didn't hear it. The little head on his shoulder seemed to be leaning against him. However, Chen Jiao's next words made Mao Jue's mouth twitch.

"Master, you are busy. I know that this time, the old man insisted on coming. The old man... He wants to retire and return home!"

"Dad..."
Chapter completed!