Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 181 Where there is oppression, there is resistance

"willing!"

The prisoners across the street shouted in unison.

They could not have known about this before. The Nanjing court has been blocking Shuntian Prefecture. The officials are not fools. Of course, they know very well what Yang Feng is most terrifying...

The unruly people are the same.

Why do you think that the people in the south are so obedient?

In fact, the people in the south are not obedient at all. It has been common for slaves to change from tenants to change from all over the country, especially in the western Hunan, Jiangxi and Fujian areas. There are many things that landlords who fight against tenants dare not collect rent. If all the troublemakers are aroused, they will really be a spate of fire.

So the message must be strictly blocked.

Anyway, the means of information transmission are limited in this year, and many ordinary people never leave the county for their entire lives. The local people who have external information are gentry. As long as the gentry wants to block these, it is easy for many remote mountainous counties to even gentry may not know these at this time. This is really not an exaggeration. When we go to Guangxi, those small counties that are not on the main transportation lines of Yunnan and Guizhou, we do not send letters to them, but rely on those residences to pass on them. It is not rare to postpone the information for a year.

So Yang Feng's things are even more impactful at this moment, and all the prisoners who understood them were looking at him excitedly.

It seemed as if looking at a god full of light.

But in the eyes of others, it was like a demon with demon fog released all over his body.

They howled there like a lost mother, cursing Yang Feng with various words, cursing the unruly people, cursing the emperor, cursing everything that can be cursed, beat their chests and stamped their feet, calling the sky and the earth, as if the world was already dark, as if the world was already rampant.

On the wooden shelf next to them were the screams of the officials who were performing their execution.

Yang Feng turned around and looked at them...

"I'm very curious, why do you have the face to show off like this?"

He said.

Those officials continued.

"No one of you is not corrupt and abuse of power. According to the Taizu system, you are all skinned and strong. None of you is not forcing and robbing. Your wealth and wealth are all caused by crime. If there is another Haigangfeng among you, I can still respect you a little.

But there isn't among you.

If you don't agree, I can give you a chance.

Is he honest?"

Yang Feng shouted at one of them.

"I am not honest, Master Liu is famous for being greedy for money. His family has a shop in the city. He wants to ask him to get a bunch of shoddy cloth in his shop. He bought less than 10% of the selling price in Suzhou. He earned tens of thousands of taels every year and claimed to be honest outside!"

Among the crowd watching the fun, a bad guy shouted with a smile.

"Yes, the young one bought it last time, and those with thin cotton can be used as fishing nets."

The other shouted with a smile.

There was a burst of laughter around immediately.

"What about him!"

Yang Feng shouted at another point.

"The youngest is a servant in the government office. Han Fucheng will be convicted by the crime, depending on how much money it costs. If you have any reason or not, don't come in. Kaiyuan wants to investigate. The youngest will find out one by one. He has made no less than 50,000 in the past two years."

A servant shouted in the crowd.

"Kaiyuan Bo, you are right. No one here is clean. The young man who is an official in the Ming Dynasty has lived to this day and has seen a clean Hai Qingtian. The rest are all greedy for money and bribes. According to the ancestral system of Taizu's embezzlement of 60 taels of skinned grass, there are one here, and none of them can escape. Kaiyuan Bo has now cut them off, and Taizu is also happy."

Another older unruly man shouted.

Yang Feng looked at the officials who were still howling shamelessly.

"Then what are your faces to show off like this? You are corrupt and abused, you exploit the people, you are fish and meat in the countryside, you use your dirty means to squeeze out the hard-earned money of the people, forcibly rob and annex their land, chant the wind and moon on the Qinhuai River, and wear rich clothes and food in your own garden, forcing them to be hungry and cold outside, selling their children and daughters.

So why can't they get justice?

You said they are unruly people?

Yes, we must be unruly people. We must not only be unruly people, but also be unruly people, but we must not be obedient people and slaves that you officials like.

Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.

You officials have oppressed us for hundreds or thousands of years. Now we have endured it and we will not hold it any longer.

We want to ask you for justice.

Restoring the ethical principles of Tama, that is your ethical principles, that is the ethical principles you use to bind us. Our ethical principles are just one sentence. Whoever dares to ride on our heads will smash his dog's head, such as emperors, generals, princes and nobles. As long as you dare to ride on our heads, we will let them see what it means to step on the bones of the nobles and nobles.

Brothers, serve these big men!”

Yang Feng shouted.

Then he took out his red cloth strip with the word "reverse" from his arms and tied it directly on his head.

The veterans who were in the core of the new army also took out their works, either tied them on their heads or tied them around their necks, and then the Red Turban Army officially debuted in Nanjing. They took the soldiers and quickly picked up the crying officials on the ground. The butchers who were already busy and almost all took off their previous work with smiles, then replaced the new people, and started their next round with the cheers of the surrounding military and civilians.

Yang Feng was still standing on the boat in Panchi.

The prisoners behind him were also watching this scene excitedly. It was obvious that at this moment, they were already undergoing a complete transformation.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of cannons from afar.

Yang Feng turned his head and looked at the north side.

At this time, a cavalry hurriedly separated the crowd and walked over...

"The Grand Commander, Chen Jian, the chief minister of the puppet Ministry of War, led the rebel party to reinforce Qingliu Pass. He has arrived at the Xiaguan River and the navy is fighting with him."

He saluted and said.

Yang Feng looked at the volunteer teams...

"Brothers, carry these officials and go out to let these rebels see. This is their fate. By the way, throw them all into the Yangtze River to feed the fish!"

He said.

The people watching the fun on both sides quickly moved aside. Then the volunteers flocked by and pulled out the wooden racks. They carried the officials and men above, like the Knights Templar who were guarding the True Cross during the Battle of Harding, carrying the wooden racks and men above who were either dead or dying, and men above rushed out of the city.

Along the way, more military and civilians joined, and they rushed out of Nanjing City like a torrent.

The surface of Xiaguan River.

Chen Jian, a pseudo-Secretary of the Ministry of War in Huguang and formerly the Censor of the Nanjing Censorate, stood on his warship and looked at the torrent flowing towards the dock with a stunned gaze.

His reinforcements were huge in scale, with more than 200 warships of various types.

However, most of them were small centipede ships and sand ships. This fleet was originally stationed in Sanjiang Camp. Yangzhou was the core of the defense of Hongguang Dynasty in Jiangbei. The generals of the two Huai towns were under his control. They were in charge of the upstream Governor Huguang Jiangxi Military Affairs Li Shengchun, one east and one west, forming the entire defense system. The appearance of His Majesty the Emperor caused the entire Jiangbei to fall into chaos all of a sudden. Zhu Wenda and Wu Weizhong's turn against Huaiyang, the defensive area was useless, especially Mao Guoqi, the general stationed in Xuyi, also turned against him.

He is attacking Tianchang.

Chen Jian had to throw the task of reinforcement to Deng Zilong, and hand over the task of blocking the cavalry from the south to Wang Hongqi, and then led the navy back to Nanjing to prepare to defend the Yangtze River.

However, he did not expect that as soon as he arrived in Yanziji, he met Sun Shenxing, who escaped from the city last night.

The latter went down from the back of Jilong Mountain with a rope from the city wall more than 20 meters high. Then, relying on his youth and water quality, he swam across Xuanwu Lake and finally escaped from the sky. He originally wanted to get a boat in Yanziji to Zhenjiang, but he didn't expect to meet his navy, and was taken to the boat and told him everything that happened in the city...

Of course, let's be honest.

Because Chen Jian, as the core of Hongguang Dynasty, knew everything.

"Get closer!"

Chief Chen said.

The warship under his feet immediately approached the dock.

On the river not far away, dozens of warships, including twelve southern Fujian mercenaries, were fighting with his warships.

These old pirates have already started playing side-side bombardment. Twelve large sea boats lined up on the deep water channel on the river surface and kept firing at his naval warships. The latter was mainly the Caojiang naval army, and a large part of them were even locals in Nanjing. Because they didn't know the real situation and were worried about their families, they were brave enough to fight at this time. They were mainly centipede ships and kept rushing towards their opponents, and shot at the close range with Franz and Turtle Dove guns.

Chen Jian didn't watch the battle at all, he just stared at the torrent.

Of course, it's mainly those wood shelves.

Or things on wooden shelves that are very weird in shape and color.

Not only him, but also Sun Shenxing, who reported the news, were staring at these things...

The distance is constantly getting closer!

Getting closer.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Sun Shenxing screamed and threw himself on the deck...

"Brother Yun Cong!"

He howled sadly.

Gao Panlong, who was dying in the distance, raised his head hard on the wooden rack. Although he wanted to say something, he was no longer able to do it.

And at this moment everyone on the warship also saw them clearly.

"Jie Zhou, the king of Jie Zhou!"

One of them said in a trembling voice.

Chen Jian looked at the dock motionlessly, and the wooden shelves were being placed one by one. Although the distance was far away, it was still not enough to see clearly, but even guessed at this time.

There was a curse of grief and anger on the warship.

Chen Jian suddenly took a deep breath.

"Change."

He said.

"Duke Chu Shi?"

Sun Shenxing raised his head in grief.

"When we return to Yangzhou, we have been ruthless from this foolish monarch. Such a deed of Jie and Zhou's actions are no longer worthy of the ruler of the country. The whole world should attack them together!"

Chen Jian said.

:.:
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next