The next day, Wusongkou.

Chen Yongyan stood beside Yang Feng on the deck of Zhenhai with a smile on his face.

He is Chen Tingyang's father, the leader of the Chongming Shachuan Gang, with a family property of one million and a thousand hectares of sand land. It can basically be said that Chongming is the final decision.

The Shen family of Songjiang Prefecture is a huge family. The Shen family is among the best in Chongming, Shanghai, and Jiading. Similarly, these Shen family members also form a huge business system. Businesses are like this these days. They have joined in other regions and village clans. Chen Yong himself is also from the Songjiang Township Sage Association, but he is actually a pure businessman. So when facing Yang Feng who suddenly came to the door, he chose the businessman method without hesitation...

surrender.

What to fight? Don't do business anymore?

In this way, the Shen family, who actually had a large number of armed sailors, did not fire a single shot and directly welcomed the Republic's Navy fleet to enter Chongming.

Then he came here together.

"You have a sea boat, too?"

Yang Feng asked.

At this moment, he was sitting upright on the chair, crossing his legs, holding a teacup in his hand, and a parasol on his head, which was quite like Duke Cao. The warship under his feet was entering Wusongkou with the rising sea water. The two fighting ships in front were leading the way, and they fired fire at both sides from time to time.

The rumbling cannon sounded throughout Wusongkou.

The ships entering and leaving the Huangpu River were so scared that they all stopped on both sides. The crew watched the huge fleet pass by them tremblingly, and the timid ones kneeled on the deck. After all, the cannons of the fighting ships were constantly firing. On the shore were soldiers of the garrison, and there were no real fortresses here. Gentleman Su Song had an absolute maritime advantage before, so he was not worried that Wusongkou would be attacked. All his limited financial resources were used to build Jiangyin fortress.

Wusongkou is just a garrison.

Facing a huge fleet of four horizontal ships and twenty bucket ships, what else can they do besides running to report the news in a mess?

"Return to the special commissioner, there are six ships running far sea under my name, mainly for trade in North Korea."

Chen Yonglan looked at this scene and said.

"North Korea, is it going to Japan?"

Yang Feng said.

"Well, the special commissioner Mingjian, I really went to North Korea.

Nowadays, Japan is fighting, and Hirado and Kagoshima are all following Ishida in the south, but Tokugawa also needs weapons in urgent need, so the small ones are transporting goods to Busan. Now the prince of the Joseon and the Joseon King are suspicious of each other, and they are in a separatist position in Busan, and he also needs money to support his confidants.

The ships under him were transported to Tokugawa.

This season set sail in Busan, and there are sea currents that can bring the ship to the territory controlled by Tokugawa. In fact, they also trade with the Japanese in the north of Tokugawa."

Chen Yonglan said quickly.

In fact, southern North Korea had completely become a commercial colony for merchants in Jiangsu and Zhejiang at this time.

The one who controls the Joseon prince Lee Hung.

He was sent back by the Zhejiang Susong Combined Fleet. He had a good understanding of the new economic gameplay along the way. During the war, he controlled a trusted army and had a tense relationship with his father. His father was determined to lift his military power and then ban it. He smartly chose to continue to watch the flag of alerting Japan in the south. In fact, he had his own separatist rule. Although his father had Li Chengliang's support, he was helpless with him.

At present, nine out of ten families in North Korea are empty, and only a few hundred living people were alive when Seoul was recovered.

Twenty-one warships behind were walking in sequence, and the gun doors on both sides pointed at them one by one.

Chen Yong subconsciously wiped his face.

Soon they arrived in Shanghai under the tide...

"Blow it off!"

Yang Feng said, pointing to a striking building on the east coast.

There is Songjiang Fanfang, similar to Zhoushan Fanfang, but this one is in Pudong, which is also the restriction of Su Song gentry on them.

"Target Fanfang Tower, until it blows down!"

Tang An beside him shouted to the caller.

The next moment, the Zhenhai continued to shake in the deafening sound of cannons. Commander Yang was still sitting there steadily holding a teacup. The whistling shells fell on Fanfang in an instant. The shooting accuracy of the warships was limited. In fact, most of the shells fell to the buildings of Fanfang, and only some of them hit. Then the spire tower began to collapse in a blink of an eye.

Soon the Zhenhai completed the shooting.

Then the Anhai continued, but before it could finish a round, the tower had already turned into ruins.

"I don't like watching this thing!"

Yang Feng said while blowing tea.

"The younger ones will warn them that they should not have this to deceive the commissioner's eyes in the future."

Chen Yonglan said quickly.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

Then the Zhenhai Docked in a shocked gaze on the Shanghai Pier.

"Yang Huixin, acting Prime Minister and Navy Marshal of the Republic, is here to Shanghai, and officials and the people will welcome you!"

Chen Yongtian shouted.

An official who had just arrived looked at Chen Yong in shock, and Chen Yong winked at him desperately.

The official quickly woke up. No matter what the situation was, the hundreds of cannons were real. He quickly bowed and saluted...

"Shanghai Road Zhang Xianwen welcomed Marshal Yang, but I don't know where the Republic is overseas?"

He said.

Then Yang Feng jumped directly from the boat to him.

"Ask aware of the fact that you are, don't you recognize the Zhenhai number?"

He said contemptuously.

Zhang Xianwen smiled very gracefully. Of course he knew that this was the Zhenhai number, but what could he say, what did you rebels do here? Zhang Bingbei actually met Yang Feng. He was a doctor in Yu Hengsi before, but later he resigned from his post and returned home. He was from Songjiang. He was indeed not famous, but his grandson was He Tengjiao's right-hand man, but it was obvious that Zhang Xianwen could no longer recognize Yang Dashen now.

"Your Excellency occupied Zhoushan and did not violate the river water with us. Why did you come here today?"

Zhang Xianwen whispered in a low voice.

Can't bear it.

There were dense muzzles on the opposite side, and the infantry were also landing, so they occupied Shanghai in just one word.

"I am going to Nanjing to send an invitation letter to Yang Dashui for protection to the people of the Republic. I am afraid of misunderstandings with you, so I came to inform you. In addition, in order to facilitate exchanges, we will also leave some brothers to guard in Chongming and tell you. Also, the Republic has decided to protect maritime trade. In the future, no matter where the merchant ship is, as long as this kind of flag is installed on the ship, we can be protected by our Republic's navy."

Yang Feng said sincerely.

Then he handed a red flag to Zhang Xianwen.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhang Xianwen took it speechlessly.

"Just thank you just? We have to pay the money, we can't protect you in vain."

Yang Feng said with a smile.
Chapter completed!