One month later, Peach Blossom Island.

A fisherman who had a net repair at the beach looked at the distance with respect.

Two scholars in long gowns were walking up the mountain with folding fans and a strange-dressed man, while walking, talking loudly. They were the students of the poetry club, and they all had fame and fortune. They chose to hold a poetry meeting in Anqifeng. In the past few days, many people have come here, and even brought a large number of child servants, which totaled hundreds of them.

In fact, this island has been a scenic spot since the Song Dynasty, and some literati and poets often come here. Although the number is a little larger this time, it is not surprising.

Of course, if these honest fishermen get closer, they will hear clearly what they are saying...

"What Yang Xiancai did is so satisfying, but unfortunately he failed to take the life of the Tartar emperor in the end!"

A middle-aged man said excitedly.

He is Huang Baijia, the son of Huang Zongxi, and is a famous internal martial arts master. It is rumored that he is one of the masters of Gan Fengchi. At this time, the news that Kang Mazi was seriously injured by Yang Feng finally reached Jiangnan. However, after a long interpretation of thousands of kilometers, multiple versions have appeared, including Yang Feng's name and appearance. In the most exaggerated version, he completely turned into a monster with green face and fangs walking with black wind, killing blood in Beijing. Finally, Kang Mazi went to fight himself. After a dark battle, he finally...

Finally he was hit in the face with a demon fire.

"I think it's because my Ming Taizu Hongwu's spirit in the sky, I don't want to be so cheap. In the future, when we wait for the Northern Expedition to Central Plains to wipe out Hu Tan, we will take him in front of the Taizu Tomb."

Yang Feng said.

"Yes, this dog, the Emperor of Tartar cannot be killed with a bargain. He must be cut to comfort the millions of people who died in the Jiashen Kingdom in the Kingdom of China!"

Another younger one said.

He was Lu Yizhong, the son of Lu Liuliang, who was later beheaded by Yongzheng.

"Yang Xianchang, what is this you carrying?"

He asked curiously.

Yang Feng was carrying a strange black box-shaped object on his shoulder, which looked like wood but not wood, iron but not iron. The front end was like a bird gun, but there was an arc-shaped box-shaped object behind it. The whole thing looked full of mystery. There were four such boxes on the belt wrapped around his waist, and a backpack, which seemed very heavy. He has been carrying it since he got off the boat.

"weapon!"

Yang Feng said sincerely.

Of course he would not come without some preparation. In fact, he has been preparing for the past month. These anti-Qing righteous men are generally very unreliable, all of whom are enthusiastic and lack of mind. You must make sufficient preparations when you get along with them.

Since this is the case, Lu Yizhong would not ask much. Anyway, he would definitely not understand the weapons of the immortals after he talked about them.

Yang Feng, carrying a Type 95 automatic rifle and carrying a large bag of grenades, walked up the mountain path in 1700 and went up to the Anqi Cave, which was said to be the immortals who refined elixirs in the Qin Dynasty. At this time, more than 300 people had gathered here, including Confucianism, Taoism, monks and laymen, and there were even many carrying weapons that looked quite fierce.

"Who is Yang Xianchang!"

A tall monk who looked quite young last year shouted loudly.

"Master Yiming, this is."

Huang Baijia pointed at Yang Feng and said.

"Okay, okay, monk, you will do what I want to do the most in my life for me, so I will be worshipped first!"

The old monk immediately knelt towards Yang Feng, and at the same time dozens of people behind him also knelt down one after another. Yang Feng hurried forward to support him. At this time, others also stepped forward, and some bowed and some knelt down like the old monk. This made Yang Feng fuck, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed.

"Yang Xianchang, what's wrong?"

Monk Yimian, who had just been helped up by him, asked.

"It's nothing. Master and you guys, please get up quickly. I'll just do something I should do."

Yang Feng said casually.

But there was a storm in my heart, because at this moment, the golden dragon on his arm suddenly swelled. It was originally just wrapped around his right forearm, and the dragon tail was stretched to his shoulders. It even seemed like he turned over in his sleep, twisting his body slightly, especially the dragon mouth in his hand slightly opened.

He suppressed his shock and returned to his normal face and spoke to Yimian.

This old monk was an old subordinate of King Lu. After the Zhoushan Battle, he escaped into the temple for refuge. However, he has been looking for opportunities to raise an army over the years. He is also a martial arts master and has a lot of relationship with Huang Baijia. Huang Baijia, who knew his thoughts, invited him to write letters. Yang Feng's deeds also spread to Jiangnan, so naturally he immediately came with dozens of subordinates. In history, he raised his army a few years later and wanted to seize Taicang, but was defeated and killed.

In addition to him and some scholars who were influenced by the thoughts of Huang Zongxi, Lu Liuliang and others, there were also a group of members of the Tiandihui Society, headed by a Xiangzhu named Chen, who was said to be a member of the Chen Jinnan tribe. According to him, a group of remnants of the Zheng family were also invited. These people were entrenched in Guangdong as pirates, but they didn't know whether they had received the letter. If they could come, they would definitely have the ancestor of Zheng Yisao and her husband.

In fact, after the fall of Taiwan, a large number of former subordinates of the Zheng family went south to become pirates. If these people could be subdued, it would be a considerable force.

Then there is a group of local pirates, all descendants of the victims when the Qing soldiers slaughtered Zhoushan.

In fact, this area was the hardest hit area for the Qing army to massacre. Suzhou, Jiading, Jiaxing, Kunshan, Haining, Zhoushan were all within this small area. Zhoushan was slaughtered twice. In addition, it was the last base of the King of Lu, the main battlefield of the Battle of Zhoushan. If you want to find a large number of people who have a blood hatred with the Qing Dynasty, it has been more than 30 years and has been crushed in the depths of memory. Now when we talk about that back then, we gritted our teeth, and many of them were excited and wanted to cut Kang Mazi now.

Of course, major issues like rebellion cannot be so hasty. You must discuss a plan, and you must choose a leader. This issue is very important.

"I know where Prince Zhu San is. Let's go and invite him out of the mountain to be our leader."

A middle-aged man said.

Everyone was immediately in chaos. It was obvious that the title of Prince Zhu San was very useful. Even Monk Yi Nian agreed and shouted to support Prince Zhu San, and then Yang Feng became the national teacher.

"It's not right. We must invite the third prince, but not now. On the contrary, we should try our best to help him conceal his identity. The success or failure of our actions is still unknown. If we succeed, everything will be easy. If we fail, wouldn't it hurt the third prince? Now that Master Chongzhen is only left with this bloodline, we cannot let him take risks. If we successfully gain a foothold and seize a sufficient territory, it's not too late to invite him out. Now the time is not yet."

Yang Feng said.

Of course, he couldn't invite Lao Zhu out, and Lao Zhu would definitely not do it at this time. As for what he said in the future, even if he invited him out, his power would be basically stable. He would just be a tablet. If he honestly continued to let him do it, and if he was not honest, he would learn from the ancestors of the Zhu family. This is not a big deal.

When he said this, everyone also realized it.

Indeed, they all do this work on their trousers and belts. If they fail, it will be a disaster for the family to be confiscated. Wouldn't it be implicated by the third prince at that time? There are only one descendants of Chongzhen, let alone men, even women are clean.

"Who will do this?"

Chen Xiangzhu said.

"Then you need to say, Yang Xianchang! Yang Xianchang is an immortal disciple, so you must know more than us. Since you cannot invite the third prince for the time being, Yang Xianchang will naturally be the main one."

Monk Yimian shouted.

Yang Feng loves this monk so much now.

"Can Yang Xianchang show his skills?"

The pirate leader said, it was obvious that they only obeyed the strong. Although Yang Feng almost killed Kang Mazi, they were all just rumors in the world, and only they could believe it if they saw it with their own eyes.

"This, okay!"

Yang Feng took off his Type 95 automatic rifle with his back and pressed it on his shoulder to look for a target to shock these rustic buns. Of course, he could not play with fists and feet. Although he had gained strength recently and had much agility than before, he still had no hope of trying to scare these people. Besides, Immortals, there is no such thing as swinging swords and dancing with an ordinary person like an ordinary person. Immortals need to have the means of immortals. Baiyi Ruxue raised her hand to take human life to match her identity.

But just as his muzzle turned toward Dinghai, suddenly there were more than a dozen warships with the Qing army's flag in his sight, coming towards Taohua Island on the blue sea, and he could even see the cannons on the bow of the ship.

"No, we're exposed!"

He shouted immediately.

It was obvious that the other party was coming for them.

"Mama, there are traitors among us!"

Monk Yimian roared.

The crowd was immediately in chaos. Yang Feng rushed to the high place, took out his telescope from his backpack and looked around, then came back and said to Huang Baijia and Lu Yizhong: "Brother Huang, Brother Lu, you and those without weapons immediately went down the mountain and fled west by boat. There were no Qing soldiers on the shore. It is estimated that only Dinghai County has received a secret report. Other places have not yet obtained it. After you get ashore, you go home directly, settle the old and young people in the family before coming back."

"Yang Xianchang, do you want to?"

Huang Baijia said in confusion.

"Master, let's do it now, do it?"

Yang Feng did not answer him but said directly to Monk Yi Nian.

"Don't, I like your personality, ma'am, I'm going to rebel now. Who would like to follow Yang Xian to kill the Tartars?"

The old monk pulled out his knife and shouted.

"Done!"

"Reverse!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

...

Then there was a roar, especially those pirates and the Tiandihui, who showed their weapons one by one.

"Go down the mountain and kill the Tartars!"

Yang Feng waved his hand heroically and shouted.
Chapter completed!