There is a space for passenger planes in the late Ming Dynasty

To the east of Datong City, Fan Mansion.

Fan Yongdou's mansion covers an area of ​​about fifty or sixty acres, and is surrounded by fort walls and arrow towers. The three or four hundred guards who were originally sent to assist in the defense of the city came back and stood on the fort wall, and several small cannons were set up on it.

Looking from the outside, it does look like a city within a city, extremely strong. But it also depends on who you compare with. It is enough to protect against the refugees in the city, but it is not enough in front of the cannons of the Zhenming Army.

When Lin Feng and Lu Xiangsheng arrived at the gate of Fan Mansion, Zhou Rui had already arranged fifty or sixty artillery pieces in two rows outside the gate of Fan Mansion, making all preparations to attack the fortress.

"Sir, we are ready to attack Fan Mansion. Do you want to order the attack now?" Zhou Rui asked for instructions.

"And what about Wang Denku's mansion? Are there any troops and horses arranged?" Lin Feng asked.

"Zhou Cong has already led people over to the palace and distributed nearly half of the artillery." Zhou Rui replied.

"Shout a message first to see if these people know what they are doing or if they are stubborn." Lin Feng ordered.

Zhou Rui immediately sent several soldiers with loud voices to the gate of Fan's mansion and ordered them to surrender immediately, otherwise they would attack the fortress in a quarter of an hour.

In the Fan Mansion, the Fan family members were like ants on a hot pot, anxious.

"Sir, the Zhenming Army outside ordered us to surrender immediately, otherwise we will attack the fortress." The steward came in and reported.

"Hmph, they dare. How can my Fan family's background in the imperial court be comparable to that of several soldiers." Fan Yongdou was still pretending at this time.

"Master, their cannons have been set up. I don't think they are just pretending. You should come up with an idea quickly." The housekeeper was anxious.

"Our Fort Fanjiawu is indestructible. My second brother has already gone out to deliver the message. As long as we persist for a few days, the imperial decree will definitely come through." Fan Yongdou also tried to resist.

"Master, I'm afraid I can't hold on."

"Go, give each nursing home two taels of silver. If you hold out for a day, you will get two taels. If you wait until the court reinforcements arrive, you will get ten taels. There will be brave men under the heavy reward." Fan Yongdou was still superstitious about the power of his money.

"Yes!" The housekeeper had no choice but to do it.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

"Fire!" Lu Xiangsheng ordered.

Lin Feng handed over the command of the fortress to Lu Xiangsheng, and he was happy to watch the battle easily.

Although the fortress wall of Fan Mansion is quite strong, no matter how strong it is, it is still just a house wall, and there is still a big gap between it and the city wall of Datong.

Under direct fire from the Zhenming Army's artillery, it only took two or three rounds of shelling for a weaker section of the fort wall to collapse.

Zhou Rui immediately swarmed in with a battalion of officers and soldiers. The Zhenming officers and soldiers wielded new-style muskets and shot at close range, and within two strokes, they killed the guard who was the caretaker of Fan's house until they howled like ghosts.

These nursing homes usually dealt with the common people, and they all looked fierce and thought they were very powerful. In front of the Zhenming Army, they turned into sheep. After being killed for a while, they all knelt down and surrendered immediately.

After all, no matter how much silver the Fan Mansion gives, you still have to live to spend it.

After the Zhenming Army invaded Fan's Mansion, they cleared the courtyard within half an hour, took control of the entire fortress, and sent troops to surround the lobby of Fan's Mansion.

At this time, Zhou Ruicai came to invite Lin Feng and Lu Xiangsheng to go in and deal with the Fan family.

Lin Feng entered the lobby of Fan's Mansion. Fan Yongdou was still sitting calmly on the main seat and asked in a trembling voice: "General, do you know if you are attacking Fan's Mansion for money or for officialdom? Tell me how much money you want, and I will pay you immediately." Go up. If you want an official, I will write to the cabinet immediately and ask them to make arrangements."

"Haha, if we want money, we won't take it ourselves. Do you want an official position? My official position can't be granted by the court." Lin Feng said disapprovingly.

"You, you, don't be ignorant of praise. Our Fan family's background in the court is beyond your imagination. Let us go and everything will be easier. Otherwise, you will have to wait to bear the wrath of the court." Fan Yongdou threatened.

"Brother Jian Dou, this head of the Fan family is so awesome that he can even influence the imperial court. Even you, the former Minister of War, can't do it." Lin Feng teased.

"The imperial court was infiltrated by this gang of profiteers, so in the past few years, we have been defeated every time we fought against the Tatars." Lu Xiangsheng also said bitterly.

"Master Fan, I don't object to you doing business, but it won't work if you become a traitor. Please tell me where your Fan family's treasury is, and I will give you a good time." Lin Feng said.

"You, you are so brave!" Fan Yongdou also wanted to embolden himself.

"Drag him out and chop him. Don't do it too carefully. Just give him a hundred or ten cuts." Lin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with this traitor. As long as he was interrogated, someone in the house would definitely know. "You, you..." Fan Yongdou was horrified and speechless.

"If you drag this on, you have to be conscious of being cut into pieces if you want to be a traitor. All the adult men in the Fan family will be killed, and the women and children will be handed over to the Datong government for placement." Lin Feng ordered.

Zhou Rui, together with several Zhenming officers and soldiers, immediately pulled out all the men of the Fan family who were still crying and begging for mercy, and prepared for execution.

Fan Yongdou saw that it would be difficult to end the day well, so he risked his life and shouted loudly: "Lin Feng, you traitor, you have to die a good death, I will be waiting for you in the underworld."

"Then just wait in the underworld. I will naturally look for you in a hundred years and throw you into the frying pan." Lin Feng replied.

Then he said to Zhou Rui: "Since the head of the Fan family is so stubborn, let him live a little longer and chop up his two sons first."

Lin Feng changed his mind after a second thought, and planned to let Fan Yongdou watch his son being chopped up with his own eyes before sending him on his way, so that he could enjoy his body and soul.

In the square in front of the lobby of Fan Mansion, three execution racks were quickly set up, and three amateur executioners were temporarily put on duty. One executioner first held down Fan Yongdou, and the other two began to cut his flesh.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"Ah, ah..."

The two spoiled young masters of Fan Mansion, who were engaged in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, screamed one after another.

At this time, Fan Yongdou's eyes were on fire, his teeth had bitten his lips, and his entire facial expression was distorted in pain.

Lin Feng has traveled through time for more than two years, and his heart has become much harder. He has nothing to bear with killing such a heinous traitor.

The last time Lu Xiangsheng went to Beijing to serve the king, he saw too many brutal killings of Han people by the Manchu Tatars, and he hated these profiteers who joined the captives.

In less than half an hour, Fan's two sons were the first to hit the road. Then it was Fan Yongdou's turn. Even though he had been rude just now, he was now shaking with fear. The smell of urine came out and he wet his pants in fear.

But no matter whether you wet your pants or shit in fear, the executioner who has not yet started work will not pay any attention to it. He quickly takes off Fan Yongdou's shirt and begins his career as a film maker.

Fan Yongdou held on to endure a few stabs at first, but soon he couldn't bear it anymore, and loud screams came out, as if this could relieve the pain.

Lin Feng stopped looking at it for a while, leaving Lu Xiangsheng to stare at it. He asked Deng Hao from the Guard Brigade to escort the housekeeper of Fan Mansion to check the treasury.

The housekeeper of the Fan family had long been frightened by the cruel execution just now, so he honestly took Lin Feng to take over the Fan family's treasury.

Opening the door to the treasury, Lin Feng asked Deng Hao to guard the door while he followed the housekeeper in.

Fan Yongdou had a very unique hobby. He cast all the money he earned into silver winter melons. Lin Feng stretched out his hand and tried it. Each weighed one hundred kilograms and was worth two thousand taels of silver.

The entire warehouse is lined with rows of silver winter melons. There are at least six to seven hundred of them, which are worth 13,400,000 taels of silver.

Lin Feng glanced at the butler next to him. He knew that this guy must not be allowed to stay anymore. He instantly took out a horizontal knife from the space and stabbed him to death.

Lin Feng used the back of a knife to beat him to death mainly because he was afraid that he would bleed too much and contaminate the warehouse.

The gold and silver stored in Lin Feng's space at Prince Fu's Mansion last time, except for a few boxes of gold that did not take up much space, were all stored in Zhenming Bank, so now the space is spacious again.

With a thought in Lin Feng's mind, he moved his hands quickly and stored two hundred silver winter melons and about 400,000 taels into the space of the passenger plane.

He doesn't need to spend much money now, he just reserves a little space habitually.

After Fan's money and food were confiscated, they were registered and stored in a unified register. Then Lin Feng ordered a simple renovation of the mansion, mainly removing the overly luxurious decorations and turning it into a barracks for the First Cavalry Division.

Then Lin Feng left the treasury and asked Zhou Rui and others to check Fan's money and register it.

Seeing the piles of silver winter melons being carried out with great difficulty by the officers and soldiers, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh. Thinking about the tens of thousands of taels of military expenses he spent in the court, his hair turned white, and even Emperor Chongzhen's underwear was almost gone. After being cheated, I still can’t pay the military salary.

Nowadays, any Shanxi merchant actually has more than one million taels of silver at home. It is unreasonable for such a court to survive.

(End of this chapter)