Yang Sichang looked righteous and righteous for the country and the people, but Mao Jue was stuck in his plan to open a network in all directions. He really didn't want to withdraw his troops to deal with him. Otherwise, how would Yang Sichang take the blame for Mao Jue and risk angering Chongzhen?

Listening to Chongzhen's advice and pondered for a while, Yang Sichang's face showed a treacherous smile.

"Your Majesty, please grant Mao Jue the position of Liaodong Supervisor!"

"Liaodong Supervisor!!!"

Not only Chongzhen, even Wang Jiyan and Chen Zanzhong couldn't help but raise their heads in surprise.

The position of the Supervisor is not actually within the Ming Dynasty's official positions. It was only when Tan Lun, the Minister of War of the Wanli Dynasty. This is also one of the symbols of the increasingly serious military crisis encountered by the Ming Dynasty. With the cooperation of the former governor and general officers, the war could not be handled, and one person could only be established, both of which were to master the military and political collection and unified command.

The commander of the commander can be regarded as the emperor, and the local officials have the greatest power! Just like Yuan Chonghuan back then, in history, he could not deal with the left governor Mao Wenlong, but he could not deal with him. It was not until the Battle of the capital that Emperor Chongzhen suspected that he was sick and took him down.

The supervisors are not only extremely powerful and have extremely high status. One of the customs is that the supervisors usually have to be appointed as the Minister of War or the Minister of War, so they are usually civil officials. This is awarded to the military officials, and it is unprecedented not only if they are the last emperor.

Listening to the emperor's doubts, Yang Sichang actually had a little sweat on his forehead, but he was a person with real skills to be able to please Emperor Chongzhen. His voice became a little deeper, and Yang Sichang was cautious and explained to the emperor tentatively.

"Your Majesty, he is trying to learn from the vassal states of the Tang Dynasty. He learned from Wei Bo and Fan Yang that year. What official titles should be added to him or even the general's title can no longer satisfy his ambitions. If the court does not handle the matter properly, Dongjiang really turns to Jianlu, and the Guanningjin defense line will be in danger, which will affect the entire Central Plains war situation! Since this is the case, it is better to directly grant him full authority to supervise his ambitions."

"Your Majesty can grant him the title of General Zhendong, and the rank of General Governor of the Central Army, to the commander of Liaoshen, Guangning, Kaitie and Fushun. This is a plan to drive away the wolf and swallow tigers. The Dongjiang area is narrow. For his own selfish interests, Mao Jue will definitely fight with Jianlu, which will involve the greater energy of Jianlu in Liaodong."

"The Liao incident eases, and the officers and soldiers on the front line of Jinzhou can free up their hands. Your Majesty can draw some elite troops to join the army of pacifying the bandits in the pass, and make a concerted effort to quell these bandits! The ten-year unfinished situation is solved but it is in front of you!"

"Your Majesty, the general trend of the world is like a human body. The capital is the mind. Many towns in Xuan, Ji, Liao, and Ning are all shoulders and arms. The place in the Central Plains is the heart. If the Central Plains is pacified, the confidant will be healthy, and the essence and blood will surge. The capital is strong and strong. After one or two years of cultivation, all the towns will be relaxed. Then, we will send the king's army to the north. At that time, no matter how we fight for both the Dongjiang and Jianlu, you are ready to take action."

"The Ming Dynasty has achieved peace and the people live and work in peace. You are the lord of the revival of the Ming Dynasty, and your name is left in history. What do you think?"

At the end, Yang Sichang was excited and gestured with his hands, almost dancing. Just like the later generations of Amway's WeChat business, he drew a perfect big cake for Chongzhen, promoted and raised his salary, married a white and rich beauty, and reached the peak of his life. But even if he was moved by the will, Chongzhen still hesitated for a long time.

"Just let Mao Jue go, such a rough warrior, look down on the king, and be so indulgent, where is the majesty of the court?"

No military general dared to threaten the court with surrender from other countries and threaten him with Emperor Chongzhen. In fact, those military and national affairs were secondary in Chongzhen's mind, and the emperor's face was the top priority!

Yang Sichang had a headache. He knew Emperor Chongzhen too well and knew too well. If the emperor didn't let this sound, I'm afraid that those who made this idea would have to be blamed today. How much did Chongzhen do to settle the score after autumn? He hesitated for a long time, and Yang Sichang gritted his teeth with difficulty.

"Your Majesty, I heard that Dongjiang Maojue is a filial son!"

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After a military parade in Ningyuan, Dongjiang finally returned to peace and stability. Everyone should go to work and farm again.

I have to admire that only the Dongjiang Town under Mao Jue's command was so vibrant. In just half a year, the damage caused by the fierce battle of 400,000 people had been eliminated. The burned village once again built large tiled houses, and the Dongjiang Highway smashed by artillery shells became straight again, leaving only a few cannon marks and bullet holes in the bunkers, which could evoke people's tragic memories of the war.

The only disadvantage is that there are more black smoke tubes that have been erected. The rich black smoke goes straight to the sky, and the dyed clouds are a little darker. Just as this one has got off the ship, the mixed smell of coal and sulfur makes Chen Zanzhong, who is visiting Dongjiang for the first time, cough violently and continuously.

But even if the air is like this, it does not block this Dongjiang Reef.

This time, Chen Zanzhong did not go to Ningyuan, Shanhaiguan. Denglai, Shandong, passed through Lushun to Dongjiang. The boat was about 500 people. After approaching the shore, he dragged his family and his mouth to the turbid air and ran away. The smell was rotten. The refugees who had been squatting for several days, carrying their ragged luggage, walked out staggeringly and staggeringly along the departing ladder to the port, crowded at the exit of Tieshan Port to wait for inspection one by one.

However, Chen Zanzhong certainly didn't have to queue up as hard as last time as he was old, and he didn't even have to leave the VIP passage. As soon as he got off the boat, two gorgeously decorated carriages were waiting there. In the envious eyes of the top-class merchants and scholars on the same boat, the two Dongjiang soldiers bowed respectfully.

"Greetings to Mr. Master! Please, please, Mrs., the lady is already waiting in the car."

"Oh! Lead the way!"

Last time, Chen Zanzhong and Wang Jiyan went to investigate Dongjiang as the imperial censor, but they stopped in Ningyuan. Although the news from the imperial censor was that there was no failure in the investigation, anyone with discerning eyes understood that the court was slapped hard in the face. Although they were furious, the emperor also learned his lesson this time. Chen Zanzhong came to Dongjiang in the name of taking leave to visit relatives, and had to comfort Mao Jue, the stubborn donkey in private.

If you come to the front of the town to disobey orders, even if Yang Sichang says ten thousand good things, the Ming Dynasty and Dongjiang Town will have to fight each other.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Chen Jiao has become much more mature and dignified. She has a purple hairpin and a gold headdress hanging in front of her hair and a gorgeous red and purple long skirt, and a lucky bird and flowers on it. However, compared to before getting married, this granddaughter is obviously not as close to her as before.

In Suzhou, although Mao Jue forced her, he ordered her to be thrown into the water and sunk to preserve the innocence of the family. However, in order to protect himself, Chen Zanzhong, his grandfather, married her to the person who hated her deeply as his wife, Chen Zanzhong. I guess Chen Jiao will never forget this scene.

At this time, his waist became a little thicker. He held the belly and saw Chen Zanzhong coming up, Chen Jiao just stood up slightly and held up her skirt for half a week to see her.

"See grandpa!"

Chen Zanzhong was also a little embarrassed here. He was stunned and nodded before he nodded. He was just returning the gift. Chen Jiao didn't say much. The servant closed the car door, and then the driver raised his whip and the wheels galloped smoothly.

"Have you lived in Dongjiang these days? Did Mao Jue make things difficult for you?"

"Whether good or bad, Jiaoer has already married into her husband's family. She is not the daughter of Chen, so why bother grandpa!"

After being choked again, Chen Zanzhong suddenly felt anger and was about to scold him, but at this skill, a scream suddenly came. The carriage had already passed through the port fence. Twenty soldiers rolled up their sleeves and performed a typical Dongjiang ceremony at dozens of immigrants, and feudal warlords beat him up!

Seeing that the poor man who had said hello to him was pressed to the ground, two soldiers started working left and right, and several fists hit the face with a few bangs, and the nosebleed was bleeding, which scared Chen Zanzhong so much that he was shocked.

Later generations, Mr. Lu Xun was not the same gentleman who once commented that a large number of literati from the Ming and Qing dynasties were castrated, not physically, but spiritually. Although Chen Zanzhong was the censor, he was not very noble in his bones. When he watched the action, he pointed out the window in shock.

"This! This! This! Why?"

"Oh! Nothing else! Some savage people, when they arrive in Dongjiang, must teach them what rules are!"

He also experienced the last severe drought in the Central Plains and refugees rushed to the port. Chen Jiao said indifferently, but the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional, and the rules were ruled? Isn’t it just his grandson-in-law who asked him to be more ruled? The anger that just pressed against his mouth suddenly made Chen Zan swallow it back, and sat down with his eyes straight.

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Although it is a necessary price for industrialization and London has been a famous fog city for hundreds of years, Mao Jue still did not forget to leave some good place for himself. This Baima Mountain City also has the nearby Baima Hot Spring Valley. Within a radius of more than ten miles of the Officers Club, there is not even a steam engine factory. It is also a rare blue sky and white clouds preserved here.

The transportation is getting more and more developed. It only took half a day to pull Chen Zanzhong and Chen Jiao came all the way to this hot spring valley.

The modern style of the four-story hotel building and the dark green garden layout of famous flowers made Chen Zanzhong feel cold. He thought that the place where Mao Jue lived would be like most of the nouveau riche of warriors, making it magnificent and vulgar. However, before he could think about it, his hands were wrapped in his sleeves. Chen Jiao, who was walking in a hurry, was already the first to walk towards the hot spring building. This time, the main task was to comfort Mao Jue, a bold and rude warrior, who didn't have much time to appreciate it, and followed him up.

After another shock in the hall, he walked through the second and third floor steps on the left. The sanitation area exclusive to the Mao Jue family came into view. A large office. Before Chen Jiao could lead the way, the door was pushed open on the other end. Then, a North Korean official from the Li family, wearing a tall black veil and a crimson official robe, walked out in anger.

Seeing Chen Jiao leading Chen Zanzhong into the middle, the Korean official of Li changed his eyes. When he passed by, he still bowed deeply with his fists and bowed. He was stunned. Chen Zanzhong immediately returned the favor, and the two passed by.

War is a hard work, and construction is also useless. In October, the expansion and training of the army have been on track. The autumn harvest has been completed, and the reconstruction of Yizhou City and the repair of the road have also come to an end. After a whole year, Mao Jue has some free time.

He also belongs to the type who can be good to himself and never abuse himself. When he is free from business, he immediately took his family to live in the Baimashan Hot Spring Valley and started taking a half-time vacation.

If you don’t have a good rest, how can he deal with the huge opportunity in Heilongjiang at the end of this year and the beginning of next year?

But today, it seems that Mao Jue is not in a good mood. He is wearing a thick velvet cloth wrapped in a bathrobe. He turned the seat back, facing the huge mosaic glass, and looking at the last view outside the window before the late autumn and winter. It was not until the footsteps of Chen Jiao come in that Mao Jue turned around.

"Master, grandpa is here!"
Chapter completed!