Unlike the low-key moment he set out, Magistrate Mao returned to the port and was very magnificent. More than 20 huge warship sails were connected to the sails, and there were no sight at all. On the warships that were close to each other, bronze cannons were eyeing the guns on the deck. The most powerful military soldiers in Dongjiang Town were standing on both sides carrying flags. The majesty of the commander was undoubtedly revealed here.

The small boat came to report the news an hour ago. When Mao Jue arrived, the generals from all walks of life in the military port were already waiting there, waiting for the return of the general. Among them, the deputy general of Dongjiang, Chen Jisheng, was the leader. However, this man had no real power and just took a name. He didn't know which eunuch in the court behind him.

Shen Shikui was next to him. But behind him, there was a small gang, with more than 20 generals surnamed Shen next to him.

Even though Mao Youde, Mao Kexi, and Mao Zhongming, the three famous Ming traitors, were in a group at this time, and the three of them were close together, it can be seen that their status in the military was not very high. There were only a few small officials such as thousands of households and hundreds of households.

The small Dongjiang Town is also surrounded by mountains, with seven or eight forces divided into one harbor, but everyone is doing something, waiting for Mao Wenlong's return. The founder of this base behind enemy lines could bring such a scattered man and horses together. Mao Wenlong's ability is evident. No wonder when the governor of Denglai, Yuan Keli, was in opposition to Mao Wenlong, would rather choose to step down than save him.

It was a little late. Seeing this, Mao Jue was in trouble for a moment. He wandered and didn't know which team to join. Fortunately, Mao Youde was sharp-eyed. When he turned around, he saw him. He walked out and reached out to hold his shoulder. He laughed loudly and pulled him in, quipping while walking.

"I've been very busy recently. I went to sea and fish, but I can't even get the time to drink with my brothers. This is my big deal! I've welcomed the handsome man today, and I'll have to accompany you to have a few drunkenness before you can stop!"

Mao Youde was really a loud voice. The dock was so big that it was so noisy that all the generals of Dongjiang Town nearby turned their heads in surprise. Looking at Mao Jue's face, they looked down at each other in shock and discussed.

There are also people who know about Mao Jue. Shen Shikui's face became gloomy and he snorted coldly and turned his head away. At the Mao family, Mao Jue shot and killed Chen Qian, a servant who was dowed by the Shen family. After that, he intercepted him for a private goods. Although three or five thousand taels were nothing to him, this kid was against him everywhere. It would be strange if Shen Shikui felt comfortable. Because of his identity and Mao Wenlong's face, he ignored him.

After a short while of greeting, the handsome boat had already landed. Seeing Mao Wenlong's personal soldiers rushing down the shore bridge on both sides of the line, even Mao Youde and other three old hooligans became serious and respectfully lined up to the front. Later, Mao Jue, who had made a drunken rest, hurriedly followed. As the personal soldiers carrying the flag called the commander, the generals of more than 100 Dongjiang quickly went to the neatly service.

"The last time I will pay homage to the commander!"

This is also a feudal type. As a military leader, he must show his majesty and influence in front of his subordinates at any time. With the sound of bowing, Mao Wenlong was covered in Wenshan helmet, wearing a brocade armor, and walked down the stairs with a smile. He stroked his beard and looked around at the many generals in a circle, posing his majesty, and then waved his sleeves forward.

"Please get up!"

"Thank you, Marshal!"

Later generations have long been accustomed to kneeling around, and Mao Jue was eager to stand up with his knees. After the number one commander, Mao Wenlong looked proud, but he turned around and looked around. He was too popular. Mao Jue noticed that there was a tall military general who had a handsome appearance after he got off the boat.

This guy looks really jealous. His face looks like a knife and axe. He is handsome and not as feminine as a young man. He is full of determination and resoluteness. He is even more determined and a little arrogant and slutty. Even if he is dozens of steps away, Mao Jue feels the threat. If he is next to this person, he will probably hold the revolver handle hanging around his waist at any time.

After Mao Wenlong glanced at this, the general's face seemed to be even more gloomy.

Mao Jue was approaching, Chen Jisheng and Shen Shikui, two deputy generals who did not need to kneel down, had already met, and they still had the same rigid face. Shen Shikui still had the same rigid face, clasped his fists and asked in a low voice.

"Has Mao Shuai Ning Yuan and his party been successful?"

"Smooth! It's so smooth!"

The voice was eight tones higher than him. Mao Wenlong smiled and reached out to his fleet and pointed: "This time, the General Yuan treated him with courtesy, but also paid half a year of military salary, food and food, 200,000 taels of silver and 50,000 shi of rice. I also brought it back together!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a large group of Dongjiang generals suddenly showed an expression of excitement on their faces.

Originally, the military pay in Dongjiang Town was allocated from Shandong, but since Yuan Chonghuan recognized the Liaodong commander, in order to obtain power, he unified the military pay in Dongjiang and deducted the military pay in Dongjiang. This is also one of the reasons why Mao Wenlong and Yuan Chonghuan have tense relations.

However, this time Mao Wenlong brought back the military pay when Yuan Chonghuan was tight. No matter what agreement was reached between the two big bosses, Yuan Chonghuan surrendered and compromised in a certain direction.

Excluding political reasons, most of this money is still in the hands of generals and officials. Although powerful generals and officials are not short of this amount of money, who thinks that there is too much money, isn't it?

Next, Mao Wenlong became like the stars supporting the moon again. Mao Youde and Mao Kexi all came up. He said, "Thank you for your hard work, and the other said, "I am the mighty Dongjiang," he said, "I almost didn't hold Mao Wenlong to the sky, and even Mao Jue, his own son, could not squeeze in."

However, even if he was squeezed behind, Mao Jue felt relieved. As long as the old man was fine, he would not fall down with his official hat, so he could continue to be the second-generation playboy and live a comfortable life.

However, things always go hand in hand. Before Mao Jue could put his heart back in his stomach, Mao Wenlong, who led the generals back, suddenly said something, but he almost didn't let him carry it over in one breath.

Suddenly remembering that, waving the sleeves of the battle suit, Mao Wenlong shouted proudly again.

"We Dongjiang generals cannot relax. This month, General Yuan will visit our Pidao Town in person, and each battalion and division. We must be careful in the training of the battle formation. We cannot lose the majesty of our Dongjiang Town in front of General Yuan!"

"I will obey the order!"

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"Brother, go? Mao Shuai sent someone to ask you to go home for dinner! Why are you standing there?"

A welcome ceremony lasted for almost half an hour and symbolically inspected Xidaying. Mao Wenlong, like Dong Zhuo in the New Three Kingdoms, rode his generals back home with his horse. At this port, the most powerful Dongjiang Ruiwu Camp he took away, also returned to the camp to have a big meal and drink.

Mao Wenlong brought back more than ten more boats this time. From the grain transport ships, there were also soldiers constantly carrying bags of rice and grain downwards. Occasionally, they opened one bag, and it was full of high-quality rice.

Mao Jue seemed to be stupid, staring at these things in a daze.

This guy was also packing up his clothes and planning to go back to drink and pay for his military salary. He walked back a few steps. Mao Youde turned around and saw Mao Jue, who was stunned there, and Wen Meng, who was yawning beside him. He was puzzled. This guy was slapped on Mao Jue's shoulder with his huge belly.

It seemed as if he woke up from a dream, Mao Jue couldn't help but feel shocked when he was photographed, but then he suddenly grabbed Mao Youde's sleeve and asked hurriedly.

"Is it the soldiers of my Dongjiang Town or the soldiers of Liaodong Town?"

"It should be from Liaodong Town. After all, what Mao Shuai brought with him were all war soldiers, no matter these chores."

He scratched his head honestly, and Mao Youde smiled and patted Mao Jue's shoulder again: "I won't say this anymore. I've been good to you these days, are you good to me? Tonight, I must remember to say more good words to my brother in front of Mao Shuai!"

After all, his godson is not as good as his own son, and Mao Wenlong has more godsons, and he is still thinking about sharing food and military pay. Mao Youde's round and wide face is like a sunflower. Who knew that Mao Jue was not happy at all, but his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"What my brother said, I remember, today's matter is urgent, so I won't be with you for a long time, so I will say goodbye!"

As he said that, he led the dizzy Wen Meng again, Mao Jue walked out of the port with a brisk pace, looking at his back, Mao Youde once again scratched his head with his thick slap.

"What's wrong with this kid? Who has offended him?"

"Young master, you're so careful, just like a little girl, not like our brothers, straight!"

Following up from behind, Mao Zhongming stretched his arms around his neck, hooked it out and said indifferently: "What do you care about him, drinking is important!"

"Yes, don't worry, drink!"

The famous Sanshun King, who was later generations, was still satisfied with the identity of a drunkard, and did not know the dangers that were coming. Sometimes it was a blessing to realize it later. Unlike Mao Jue, his heart was filled with fear and tension at this time, and he was so worried that he could not do it.

"Young Master, won't we go back to the house?"

When Mao Wenlong returned to his house, he probably had to hold a big banquet in the mansion, with good wine and meat rising up, and waited for Mao Jue to leave Xidaying. But he was like the one who was the Qiang Master and nephew, wandering around the horse's butt like the ant on the hot pan. Even if he refused to get on the horse, he was anxious. Wen Meng urged him impatiently.

He gritted his teeth hard and reached out to pick up his collar. Mao Jue's face was extremely serious for a moment, staring at Wen Meng's horse face with his eyes tightly, and suddenly asked with gritted teeth.
Chapter completed!