The next moment, Macheng fell into a carnival.

Everyone in front of Yang Feng was cheering and swarming forward, and the young and strong people in the streets continued to gush out, and they gathered in the streets into a surging torrent.

Then cleanse everything for him in front of Yang Feng.

The gentry that rushed out of time with their servants, and even had no time to escape. They were flooded by the torrent and fell down in a fierce battle. Then the torrent broke through the mansions of the gentry, dragging them out in the roar or wail of the high men. On the branches on both sides of the street, the gentry who were extremely guilty were soon hung up...

Everything is that simple.

There is no need for Yang Feng to do anything else, he just needs to come here and shout.

In the late Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xianzhong once won nearly 60,000 new recruits in this small county town. Zhang Xianzhong, who was already a little weak, was instantly resurrected with full blood. This amazing number is enough to prove the achievements of the great scholars' exploitation from generation to generation.

You should know that the level of the Liu family here is even thousands of slaves.

When such a small county is crowded with a bunch of families of this level, it is really not enough for serfs to share.

After all, if you want to enslave, you must be enslaved nearby.

No matter how far it is, it is impossible to reach. There are other aristocratic families in other places. The Ming Dynasty had a strict household registration system. Even if it was a wealthy family, it was difficult to inter-regional slavery. It was impossible to buy land from other places. This was strictly legally restricted.

Only enslave the natives.

In the end, the more powerful families gathered in the place, the more serious the land annexation problem. The farmers fled the Zhang family and the Li family were staring at it. Just like when there was a wolf in the forest, the little white rabbits could escape the poison with their ability. But if there was a group of wolves in the forest, they would inevitably be devoured even if they struggled. Therefore, the more developed the imperial examinations in the Ming Dynasty, the more serious the slavery was, not because the slaves in these places had a more rebellious spirit...

It is purely because the proportion of slaves is too high, and any resistance must be a slave change.

After all, the Ming Dynasty also had an iron rule, and common people had no right to hold slaves. Even if they wanted to adopt an adopted son, they had to face the meticulous care of Zhu Yuanzhang back then.

It is not difficult to overcome Taizu's care, but at least an ordinary gentry is difficult.

Local officials still have to look for opportunities to make money!

But if it were the Liu family, the Jinyiwei Zhangyin family, who only raised thousands of slaves, and Liu Zhangyin's family was like Songjiang, thousands of slaves, well, his family was Xu Yuanchun, the grandson of Xu Jie. In such a family, some local officials dared to interfere. If they were to be thick-skinned and eager to get promoted, they might have to kneel down when they see him.

This is not an exaggeration.

This is how Zou Renchang, who was beaten to death in Wuchang before. When he was the magistrate of Shanghai, he had two censors in Beijing in his county, and he took the initiative to get off the sedan chair and walk to show his respect...

By the way, they were two censors, and he passed by someone's door.

They are all seventh-rank officials.

They are all from the third grade Jinshi.

This humility cannot even be seen by the county agenda. It specifically records that he is a short-lived official than talent, and specializes in flattering the country gentry.

At this moment, Yang Feng's arrival caused the serfs in this city and the surrounding villages to explode in an instant. Just as the torrents swept through the city, serfs from all over the countryside outside the city flocked in. Although the garrison here and the tribesmen left behind from several aristocratic families wanted to resist, they could only be submerged in the face of this frenzy. The whole city was full of gentry dragged out and beaten, and there were tree branches everywhere. Carnival-like serfs burned various contracts and divided all kinds of property.

Of course, women and children are still protected.

Wang Min and his subordinates are responsible for maintaining public order. It is okay to defeat local tyrants and divide the land, but it is not possible to do something else.

However, the principles of Yang Prime Minister have long been well known, and no one will do anything else. As for how the daughters of the gentry's families cry in the boudoir, this has nothing to do with the Prime Minister.

Ah, they can live for a few decades and write an article to accuse sins of the age.

Then maybe the descendants of these serfs will resonate with her indignation and accused this sinful era together.

Yang Xiangguo didn't mind.

Anyway, he just needs to be happy, and no one who does such a thing will care about this issue.

"Hang them!"

Yang Xiangguo, who was boarding a carriage, pointed at the roadside.

At this moment, he was like a compass car, reaching out to guide the people.

A fellow villager in silk was being beaten up there, and a woman rushed up with a needle cone and stabbed him.

The fellow villagers screamed...

"Old guy, I'll give my son my life back!"

The woman screamed.

"Master, this woman's son was taken away by him as a servant, but I don't know how he said he stole his things and was beaten to death by his command slaves. Later, there were rumors that he was killed by him. This old guy likes male sex, probably because women have played too much and are tired of it."

A young and strong man next to him quickly explained to the prime minister.

"Hang!"

The Prime Minister waved his hand very proudly.

The unruly people immediately put ropes on the fellow villagers, and as he struggled and howled, they pulled the rope on the tree branch together. With the clamor, the fellow villagers pounded their legs and rose slowly. Soon they swallowed as they shit and peeed. The woman was still unwilling to give up and continued to stab him with a needle cone. However, the unruly people had lost interest in him, and another fellow villagers were dragged out in the alley next to him, and the latter was still yelling angrily, as if he was still high above.

"How dare you, how dare you, how dare you, how dare you, your clothes are lost, ah..."

His roar turned into a long scream.

A bad guy behind him was holding a soldering iron, and the other was pushing a charcoal basin. The red-burned soldering iron was pressing on the back of the fellow villager.

"Old thing, let you taste this too!"

The unruly man said gritting his teeth.

"Master, this old thing is easy to punish slaves with a soldering iron. Most of his slaves have been sold. There is a special water prison at home. If the tenant cannot pay the rent, they will be arrested and tortured, because there is a magistrate at home and a political participation in the in-laws, and the local officials have never cared about it. In recent years, local officials have become weaker and weaker, and he is from the local local genius club, so he is becoming more and more rampant. In the past, he dared not to beat people openly to death. Now, tenant guests will be tortured to death in any year."

The man next to Yang Feng continued to explain to him.

"Come on!"

Yang Feng said.

Then the fellow villager continued his intimate contact with the soldering iron.

"This continues!"

Yang Feng in the carriage said, looking at the fellow villager who was being whipped by a whip on the other side.

"Master, look at the little one!"

A troubled man who was waiting to whip off his tattered coat next to him, revealing shocking whip marks on his back.

"The young man beat his dog, so he asked someone to tie the young man to whip it."

He said sadly and angry.

"Stop killing!"

Yang Feng said.

Then his carriage continued to move forward, and the carnival of the unruly people continued. In the future, history books might record him with a fierce note of a cannon and a strong reputation for those unruly people.

Of course, Yang Xiangguo doesn't care about this.

And at this moment, a small town near Huangzhou Fucheng was blocked.

"Kill, kill all these unruly people!"

Liu Shaoxian, the battalion commander of Huanggang Battalion, belonging to the Sixth Brigade of Dingsheng Army, roared with grief and anger at the still messy mansion in front of him.

Several unlucky people in front of him were running away in a hurry, wearing new clothes.

They are even silk, you can imagine the source.

And his family is the main local major.

His brigade was the former garrison of Suizhou. The commander of the brigade was Liu Chengxi, the son of Liu Shouyou. After receiving the news of the Wuchang Uprising, they rushed back as quickly as possible. Without Guan Chengtian's order to attack Wuchang Fucheng, they went straight east to attack Huangzhou Fucheng.

They are afraid that all parts of Huangzhou Prefecture City will be affected.

But it was still too late after all. Not to mention blocking the city, they snatched back the group wind from the unruly people.

Now the Sixth Brigade is continuously advancing towards Huangzhou Prefecture City, and the unlucky people along the way are all fleeing. On the other side are the Macheng militia, Luotian militia, and Huang'an militia.

There are countless migrant groups behind them.

The evil deeds of these unruly people have angered the gentry of Huguang, and even Xiangyang and Yunyang organized militias to come for reinforcements.

We share the same hatred of the enemy!

The soldiers of his subordinates opened fire on the fleeing unruly people, two of whom fell down, and the rest continued to escape.

However, they had no way to escape, and they simply fled into Huangzhou Prefecture City.

But the surrounding militia were siegeing, squeezing towards Huangzhou Prefecture City, and the encirclement would be completed soon.

On the south bank of the Yangtze River, there was also the main force of the Dingsheng Army led by Xiong Tingbi, and militia groups in Changsha, Yuanzhou and other places were also coming.

The regular army of the Hongguang Dynasty was indeed the Dingsheng Army and other several armies, but because there were different numbers of militia in various places, it was actually a bit like the Red Turban Army's reserve system. The provincial army of each province was regular army, the militia was reserve, and also local garrison army. After the gentry in various places was truly mobilized, it was not difficult to pull out a total of 500,000 troops in Huguang and Jiangxi.

And now is the time for the general mobilization of the gentry. This is the real decisive battle. One of the gentry and the unruly people must die. The gentry of Huguang is not a soft boy like the gentry of Su Song.

"Stone also needs to be cut by three swords!"

Captain Liu roared.

He is the one who will have the son of the top scorer in the future.

His son Liu Zizhuang was the first top scholar from Huguang in the Qing Dynasty.

"Retreat, retreat, the brigade has orders, retreat..."
To be continued...