I guess the whole world has betrayed Mao Jue, and Su Yi will not betray him!

With long eyelashes flashing, the girl hummed for granted: "Of course I didn't tell this guy, I dared to murder our master, which made the young master work hard. He deserved it if he died!"

"Yuan Chonghuan, the most capable general in that empire?"

The little fist shook, and Su Yi had just finished her expression angrily. Unexpectedly, there was a fan here, and she was still the cold and arrogant lady's attitude. Adrena hugged her arms and lighted her pointed chin shell with her eyes.

"I have heard a lot about General Yuan in Yangzhou. When most of the Ming generals were defeated by these northern barbarians, only General Yuan could correctly understand both the enemy and us, and brought victory to the empire. It seemed that he was the only general who could resist the northern barbarians!"

"He? The only general? He is just a bragging slut! If he hadn't fooled the emperor, he would have been squatting and fishing in Guangzhou!"

I really didn't expect Adrena, who was above the top, could have such a high evaluation of Yuan Chonghuan. Mao Jue immediately hummed with disdain.

"That's right, what's Yuan Manzi? Can he become a general in his prime? It's our young master!"

The two masters and servants were in a state of union, not only did not suppress the limelight of this foreign girl, but instead made the annoying mysterious smile on her face even more intense.

"Young Master cares a lot about this General Yuan?"

"I care about him?"

Mao Jue immediately turned his head disdainfully again, but what he said was indeed a bit false.

Although Mao Jue is not Yuan Fan'er, he also felt that after fighting under Guangqu, Yuan Chonghuan, who was shot like a hedgehog, turned around and was betrayed by all the civil and military officials of the court, was taken down by Emperor Chongzhen, and even after being slaughtered by the people of the capital whom he fought to protect, was too tragic and unjust.

Yuan Chonghuan's talent may not be as brilliant as his historical status, but he is indeed a patriot. It is better to let him die on the battlefield with Jiannu than to die under the butcher knife of his own people.

Although he didn't know what secret his young master knew, he could just swear to decide the life and death of a general of the imperial governor and general in front of the emperor, Adrena saw that Mao Jue did not want the death of the Mao family enemy Su Yi, otherwise he would not have been confused. He suppressed his curiosity about this secret and curled his smile slightly. However, the foreign girl suddenly changed the topic.

"Master, what if your hound doesn't recognize his master and bites you?"

"Slaughter and eat meat!"

He didn't understand what this girl meant, Mao Jue replied without thinking.

"But if this hound has bit you, there is no more powerful hound than this. Every time a bear and a wild boar attack, the hound will bravely go up and bite and fight. Without it, you may be scratched and swallowed by a wild boar or a bear. Do you still kill it?"

Mao Jue is back, and this girl is also persuading herself in disguise.

What she said was right. Yuan Chonghuan was pushing against Liaodong, and Mao Jue was so good that he was shrunk quietly behind Jiannu's butt. After Yuan Chonghuan, Sun Chengzong, one of the three heroes of Liaodong, took charge, and even fought a strategic failure like the Battle of Dalinghe. After all, Sun Chengzong was old.

However, Mao Jue had to consider more than that. The Ming Dynasty's officialdom was famous for its darkness. Sometimes, if he said a wrong sentence or wrote a wrong poem, he could even play with his own head. Even if he wanted to remind Yuan Chonghuan, he had to consider what the consequences would be for writing this letter.

"Go back to Tieshan!"

After making up his mind, Mao Jue was really not dragging on it. He reached out and called his personal soldiers to lead the horse over. Adrena, who was curious, held up a sweet and cute smile and pleased him to Mao Jue.

"Young Master, do you know what this secret is?"

“Ask God to go.”

Mao Jue, who had already become much more skilled in riding, took the reins of the horse, and turned the horse neatly. When he hit a big nail, the foreign girl was so angry that she rolled her eyes.

In the evening, a few oil lamps swayed in the attic with dim lights like fireflies. This is not good these days. There is no light. It makes Mao Jue feel more uncomfortable than when he was a child doing homework at the desk lamp. While rubbing his eyes, this guy was holding a pen holder and twisting it on the rice paper.

There are no simplified Chinese characters these days. Everyone learns traditional Chinese characters. The brush is thick, but now I’m learning and selling it, my eyes are dizzy. I wrote a letter for about an hour, but Mao Jue hasn’t finished it.

These days, the lighting is poor at night, and everyone is resting at sunrise and sunset. Suyi has been sleeping for half an hour. Now he is forced to hold the lamp oil while holding the lamp oil. He adds oil to the lamps on one side, and yawns like a kitten.

"Young Master, ha~ It's already late at night. I'm going to supervise the construction of the ancient military camp fort tomorrow. Go to bed early!"

"knew!"

No wonder there were many children in ancient times. Anyway, it was my girl who was in a rooster and had no worries about me. She came up with a simple shirt in her bellyband. She was used to seeing this girl wrapped like a rice dumpling. She suddenly showed him such a bright whiteness and a slim waist like a water snake. With such a visual contrast, Mao Jue couldn't help but get restless.

Unfortunately, this body is still in its growth stage. If it is too poor now, I will probably have to be like those emperors, and I will have to be silly early and have to be raised for a year or two. I watched the girl go downstairs swayingly, and then Mao Jue returned his attention to the letter.

But at this moment he was no longer calm, and he didn't care about traditional Chinese and simplified Chinese. He hurriedly picked up his pen and finished the last paragraph. Mao Jue impatiently pushed the letter into the envelope and threw it under the lamp.

The last bit of lamp oil supports the dim firelight. In the hazy, the few crooked big characters actually have a little fairy spirit, which feels like the beginning of the Legend of Sword and Fairy, with four black big characters.

Yuan Manzi personally opened!

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As the days passed, the walls also rose day by day. Finally, in the disappointment of Tian Tao and He Momo, five guards including Yuegu and Kalaofeng Ancient Military Camp, erected a stone wall of more than six meters high. The two-story building was as high as only two meters before. The thin wooden fort wall was much stronger. Even if the Jiannu soldiers came to sweep the city next time, they would not be afraid of him.

Anyway, there was enough concrete produced, and Mao Jue invisibly changed the architectural pattern of the Ming Dynasty for centuries. The strong beams and wood were smashed into the ground to make bones, and they used concrete to add flesh. Just like building houses in later rural areas, they stood up for three days.

The crops at the foot of the mountain grew rapidly. At this time, the sweet potato seedlings had spread green and green. The corn also stood up and waved its leaves crisply. After experiencing a summer of turmoil, as autumn approached, the villagers in Tieshan County finally lived a stable life and had enough food and clothing.

Zhucheng, which does not require overtime work, was transferred to Tieshan again. The biggest advantage here is that there are many blacksmiths and can mine and make irons on their own to supplement the loss of plows, shovels, hoes and other daily necessities in this summer.

Especially the soldiers under Mao Jue were very idle when they followed Shang Kexi. They only had military training every three days, and they were basically idle at normal times. Not only did they run around, but they still died one or two hundred. They either gathered military training all day long, or they were even harder than military training. If they weren't scared by Mao Jue's murder, these gangs of sluts would probably have to start a mutiny.

Today, the hard work is a blessing. The five fortresses have built large two-story small military camps for the army, spacious playgrounds, separate kitchens and restaurants. There is no need to live in tents or fights. It is even more of a far-reaching job to the hard work. It seems that the leisure days that everyone is looking forward to have come back.

But at this critical moment, Mao Jue's troubles once again made the entire Tieshan Town follow in chaos.

At the front of the yamen of the new castle, even the old men who were busy brushing lime for the house dropped their brushes and gathered together to watch the fun. The soldiers who had finally come to rest were even more unlucky and all came over.

On the platform at the intersection of the street, Fatty Su was also wearing cotton armor, holding a document with a proud look, lowering his head and reciting it seriously.

"There are ones below, and listen. Let's start recruiting personal soldiers today. As long as you are a strong man, you can do it from eighteen to forty. If you choose, you will never be in arrears of one tael of silver and one stone a month!"

"It's true or false? Never default? How many do you have to choose?"

One tael of silver and one stone of rice, which was almost a small landlord outside the pass. A bearded man with a square head started shouting loudly below, but Su Changmei's words were heard and her beard shook and she scolded her anger.

"Fuck, can our generals cheat you? You can give as much as you say, but don't choose a bearded man. What the generals want is personal soldiers, who can fight with the generals. You guys are faster than rabbits before you can start a war. You really want to choose a general and you won't be angry to death."

The bearded man with a square head was immediately choked and his face turned red, which caused the villagers and soldiers watching the fun to burst into laughter. After a while, a villager who was holding a shovel and covered in mud and dirty things, but with a particularly strong face screamed again.

"June, you just said that as long as you are a strong man, you can do it from eighteen to forty years. Are we the mud-legged people okay?"

"certainly."

Su Changmei focused on his chubby head again.

"There are one ends. As long as you can pass our selection, you can fight for our elder brother. No matter what your origin is, it doesn't matter if you are not a Hanmin. Our personal army has a position. If you fight to the elder brother to death, you will burn 100 taels of silver and bury the silver without any ambiguity. Your family will give you ten acres of land, which is tax-free!"

One tael of silver and one stone of rice may not be a big deal if it is in Jiangnan, but in this war-torn Liaodong, it is enough for a few families to have enough food. The wife and children are warm on the kang, which is enough for these men to thunder and fight for the bloody life.

After finishing reading this Su Changmei at the Galao Fort, she dragged her official documents and took a few personal soldiers to Yuegu, leaving hundreds of men and men talking about where they were.
Chapter completed!