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Chen Jisheng quickly continued: "Either go back to his hometown to live leisurely or return to the court. Returning to his hometown is a last resort. Sun Ge's troops will resign while trying to turn the situation around. There is no other way, they can only fight well in western Liaoning and must win."

"Either beheading more than a hundred levels, it can be called a great victory, or fight and recover lost land. Both methods are not so easy."

"We have to wait for the opportunity." Mao Chenglu said: "If I were an enemy of the Ge tribe, and knew his eagerness, I would definitely find a way to give him this opportunity and wait for an opportunity to defeat the Liaoxi garrison. In this case, Sun Ge tribe would have to leave if he didn't leave."

Chen Jisheng frowned. He was much better than Mao Chenglu in terms of general situations, but in this kind of scheming, Mao Chenglu was indeed born with a talent. This idea was indeed good.

Mao Wenlong also praised it and clapped his hands and said, "Chenglu said it very well. If it were me, I would do this."

"So," Chen Jisheng said: "There are great changes in western Liaoning this year. They will either be defeated or the cabinet will be resigned. If it is the second half of the year, there may be big moves in the end of the year or next spring."

"Yes." Mao Wenlong nodded and said, "It seems that this is the case. However, it is impossible for the Donglu to know the movements and internal struggles of the court. Only after the big moves appear will they know that the end of the year is unlikely, and it will be almost the same next spring."

Everyone present was in thought. Unlike the inner Liaoxi, which was fighting in the inner world, Mao Wenlong had been covering the sky since Yuan Keli left office. Although the new Dengfu Wu Zhiwang was also a talent recognized by the Ministry of War, he did not have enough talent in Dongjiang. The generals did not regard Wu Zhiwang as a root. Even if Wu Zhiwang within Dengzhou Town could not be shocked, in fact, Dengzhou Town was completely abolished after Yuan Keli, otherwise the court would not have transferred Kong Youde and other Dongjiang troops to Dengzhou to deploy defense.

The sequelae of Yuan Keli being driven away was actually very serious, but no one at that time realized this.

Dongjiang was united and close to Jianlu, so they often entered the Donglu. In fact, the intelligence was much more comprehensive than that in western Liaoning, and the movements of Jianlu were also clearer than in western Liaoning. Mao Wenlong was also very concerned about the internal struggles of the imperial court. Dongjiangtang reported was quite diligent, and the imperial court's residence was delivered to the sea every few days. Therefore, Mao Wenlong was much clearer about the situation facing western Liaoning at this moment than in western Liaoning and the imperial court.

Nowadays, Liaoxi is like a donkey from Guizhou. It seems huge and powerful, which also makes Jianlu fear the upper and lower levels. However, once there is internal struggle and signs of weakness appear, Jianlu will pounce on him like a hungry tiger, without hesitation or mercy. What is the truth of the scholars in the court who are powerless? They only know that Jianlu is a small tribe of 60,000. They wonder why the king's army is always in the north. Sun Chengzong is so willing to build a fortress in a down-to-earth manner. According to Mao Wenlong's idea, most Chinese officials in the court are useless. The Liaoxi generals are in a mess. If they honestly guard Shanhaiguan, the situation might be better.

"Hmph, this is good, it's my wealth and honor!"

Thinking of the possible chaos and changes in western Liaoning this year, Mao Wenlong did not have the intention to intervene at all. Not to mention that he might report it, it might not work. Even if it works, he would not report it!

This situation in Dongjiang was created by himself. The wastes in Liaoxi and Vietnam were shown to be more important. Sooner or later, the wastes in the court should be asked how important he, the general Pinglu, is, the general of Dongjiang General Town!

Moreover, not only can the title of marquis be expected, but there may be a greater future ahead.

Mao Wenlong is good at reading, likes to ponder calligraphy, likes to write Tang newspapers by himself, and likes to read historical books. Generals like him are actually a collection of scholars and martial artists he looks down upon, the so-called Confucian generals. Of course, he is worse than the Confucian generals who are truly famous in history, but the more the gathering of Confucian scholars and martial artists, the more dangerous it is, because they have the spirit and conceit of scholars to guide the country, and the decisive and powerful of military generals. Even Mao Wenlong himself would not know when his mentality changed. In short, at this moment, he is no longer the middle-level officer who brought 200 people to recapture Zhenjiang. He stands high and looks far, and sometimes he will see too far.

"Master," Chen Jisheng certainly would not think about aiding western Liaoning. If this were the case, Dongjiang Town could make corresponding plans now, but that was absolutely impossible. Like Mao Wenlong, he would only consider the interests of Dongjiang Town. Chen Jisheng just followed his own ideas: "Seeing that the eunuch party is going to gain more power, I guess the new Ji Liao Regulations will also send eunuch party members over. Should we make some preparations in advance?"

"You mean to deal with Wei Yan?"

"Yes." Chen Jisheng said: "Wei Yi is just greedy for money, but he will not reach out to Dongjiang. After Dongjiang opened the town, the inner court only sent a few low-ranking eunuchs here, which had no restraint on us. It was completely different from the original eunuchs in Zhenliao. If that is the case, why don't we deal with the eunuch party? It's amazing to give some silver to Wei Yi. Other silver can be saved, and this amount of money is not necessary."

"No need!" Mao Wenlong's attitude was a little stiff. He said seriously: "Although I am not a strong man from Donglin, I am from the Donglin lineage. Although Donglin is defeated now, I cannot add any harm to the wrong person and gain a bad reputation. Don't mention this matter in the future."

Chen Jisheng had won a lot of prizes today, but at the last moment, he didn't understand Mao Wenlong's thoughts. When he hit a big nail, his face suddenly turned pale.

"Lushun, Kuandian, Tieshan, all routes must be strengthened." Mao Wenlong said with a serious expression: "Once we have the opportunity, we will go north along Jiangkou and push Hetuala directly!"

"Yes, Grandmaster."

Everyone stood up and agreed with their fists.

Mao Chenglu and Shen Yourong walked together. Looking at Chen Jisheng not far ahead, Mao Chenglu laughed and said, "Deputy General Chen has miscalculated this time."

Shen Yourong said: "Deputy General Chen has calculated everything, but he forgot to calculate what kind of person is our Grand Marshal? Our Grand Marshal is arrogant and the scholars of the Donglin Party can still be perfunctory. At least they still have a good reputation among the people. The eunuch party? If our Grand Marshal is a party affiliated with the eunuch party, will he have a good reputation in the eyes of the people?"

Mao Chenglu listened solemnly, but refused to comment again.

Shen Yourong is obviously tempting, but there are topics that cannot be said too deeply, even the adoptive father's confidant cannot be said much now.

Mao Chenglu is the only one who truly understands and understands Mao Wenlong's mind.

In the chaotic times, but it may not be the end of the world. It may also be that the country's destiny of the Ming Dynasty will be still decades. If that is the case, the Mao family would be able to manage a fairly solid territory like the Li family back then. Mao Wenlong was able to be a marquis himself and his descendants inherited the military positions of Dongjiang. In a few decades, the Mao family might have some achievements.

If it is the end of the world, then you may face a turmoil in ten or eight years. At that time, you may not be able to reach the top in your sixties.

Of course, Mao Wenlong would not talk about this kind of thought to anyone, and even Mao Chenglu could not say it explicitly. It was just Mao Chenglu's own guesswork, but Mao Chenglu was sure that he guessed the eight nines and ten.

Mao Wenlong has such ambitions, of course he is unwilling and cannot be related to the eunuch party. In the court, everyone knows that the so-called eunuch party in the Donglin eunuch party is just a power struggle, and no side is just, but don’t forget that the Donglin party members are almost all composed of Qingliu, and they are not as good as the eunuch party in terms of public opinion and folk sayings. The image difference between the two sides is 100,800 miles away. Just the ability of the pens of Donglin, the eunuch party members are no longer.

In fact, the party struggle is the Donglin Party, but the eunuch party has the advantage, but the eunuch party has surrendered to the tenth meeting with one force. It is a victory for the party struggle by Wei Zhongxian. Winning is also a crushing defeat. Mao Wenlong is sure that no matter ten or twenty years in the future, as long as a new king succeeds to the throne, this case will definitely be regained. If he has military power in his hands, no one can do anything about it. Why bother to praise Wei Zhongxian's stinking feet, ruining his reputation and ruining his future plans!

"Then let's just sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight." Shen Yourong smiled. The people in front of him were all human spirits. He just gave his daughter to the Grand Marshal as a concubine, barely squeezed into the circle of confidants, pretending to be stupid and following them, and not suffering any loss.

Mao Chenglu pinched the thick joints of his fingers, curled his lips, and said nothing.

...

"One thousand one hundred and seventy-three five people hugged the big wood."

This time, Bald Tau personally led the team to hand over the wood. This was the soldiers of the 12th Regiment, the garrison and military personnel from the 12th Regiment, worked hard to transport it from the deep mountains and forests everywhere. This time, even Wen Zhongfa had to come here, but later he barely stayed because someone needed to stay.

Gan Hui, the one who came to pick up the wood in Taiwan, has been traveling to Pidao and Taiwan several times.

"Gan Hui!" The bald man reported the numbers, stared at the other party, with a big hand like a palm fan, and said, "Five months, use 500,000 silver, and additional expenses."

Gan Hui held back his laughter and said, "Si Guan Sun, please watch, don't imitate this bird."

The two sides have been interacting with each other many times and have long been very familiar with each other's temper. If they were other deputy regiment-level commanders, they might even be stubborn. Gan Hui knew that bald man was the most unfair man. Moreover, bald man had a very obvious temper. He didn't care about him or scold him. If he didn't like him, he could not say a word wrong, and he would not give anyone any face.

Gan Hui has a straight-hearted temper and is very skilled in martial arts. Both of them are bald, so they get along like friends.

"What's wrong with Sun Siguan looking at it? Brothers must settle the accounts clearly." Bald man glared: "We all in Kuandian are called like dogs by you. Look at my hands, full of blood blisters, the old ones are ground into calluses, and the new ones are ground out again. My identity is to carry wood every day. Think about what happened to ordinary soldiers."
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