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Chapter 61: Beat the drum, cry out for injustice!

"Sir, did you really kill five hundred captives and tear apart their general?"

That Qingzhuang said cautiously.

"what is it call?"

Yang Feng held the tea cup and blew the tea leaves inside.

"Little Li Yi."

The young man hurriedly said humbly.

"Want me to tear another one for you?"

Yang Feng said.

While he was talking, he looked around. The other young men were so frightened that they all knelt down in an instant. Yang Feng had to turn his eyes to Li Yi, who was so frightened that he also knelt down...

"Excuse me, I am actually a member of the Yanshan Left Guard Army. I do deception and deception on the streets every day. This time, Chen Si was ordered by Commander He to come here specifically to blackmail me. No other kid knows about it. , you know that it was all Commander He who blackmailed me and the rest. Chen Si was the guy who was beaten to death by me, and Wu Laosan was his brother, who was the best in daily life. The younger one was in the same group with them, and he was used to doing this. These things were not the first time that foreign merchants were being blackmailed. Chen Si and his third uncle were in the command department in Dongcheng, and they were the subordinates of Commander He. However, I heard from them that Commander He also took orders from others.

It’s just that Commander He was strangled to death by you.

However, if the court investigates, all the young people can testify.

Anyone who comes to check you is innocent.

only……"

Li Yi looked at the dead body of Commander He next to him.

"I strangled him and things changed?"

Yang Feng said.

Li Yi nodded cautiously.

"That's why I'm going to strangle him to death!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Then he handed the tea cup out, and Li Yi quickly took it with both hands. Yang Feng stood up straight and walked towards the soldiers on the opposite side. He also took out his hood and put it on. His hood was thickened and was two centimeters thick. The layers of nylon cloth are stacked on top of each other, making it look like wearing a cotton hat. The power of the blunderbuss bullets is useless.

The power of the Ming army's bird gun was because the bullet was light, and its pure kinetic energy was actually no stronger than that of a modern pistol.

In fact, the bullet weight is about the same.

The soldiers looked at him nervously. Yang Feng didn't even pay attention to them and continued to walk forward, followed by the old cat who had been following him.

But Yang Feng suddenly stopped.

He looked around and saw some ready-made hoe sticks leaning in front of the store next to him. He picked one up and weighed it in his hand. Satisfied, he took out some broken silver and threw it to the shopkeeper, who was humble and polite. Zhong looked at the soldiers on the opposite side...

"This is my respect for your ancestors. After all, my ancestors should have fought side by side with your ancestors. At that time, they followed Taizu Emperor Gao to expel the Tartars, wipe out the world, and lay down this three-hundred-year-old foundation. But you guys Look what you have become now? That guy just said he was from the Yanshan Left Guard. I guess he didn’t lie to me. He is a pro-military guard. He is now a deceitful street gangster. As for you, you are all sallow and thin, wearing shabby clothes. My clothes are in tatters and I can’t hold the weapons in my hands steadily. I’m really showing respect for your ancestors by holding a stick.

Come, look at me.

I'm going to move forward.

You can use blunderbuss, but of course, as long as you use blunderbuss, we will become enemies.

Then don't blame me for letting go and killing people. "

Yang Feng said.

As he spoke, the stick in his hand instantly fell on the tree trunk next to him. The stick was also broken when the tree trunk fragments flew...

"You profiteer!"

He turned around and said angrily.

"Master, I'm sorry to you, I have a good ironwood here."

Without hesitation, the shopkeeper turned around and took out an ironwood stick that he didn't know what it was used for. Then he ran to Yang Feng as fast as he could and offered it with both hands. Yang Feng reached out and took it, swung it around and was satisfied...

"Your after-sales service is pretty good."

He said.

The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly.

Yang Feng carried a two-meter-long ironwood stick with a thick wrist, like a monkey carrying a stick, and walked towards the muzzle of the soldier in front, who looked at him tremblingly. You must know that his legends are already myths. After all, after decades of Ming Dynasty, a fierce man finally came out who could fight against prisoners of war, especially for the people in the capital and the north. Such a person is like a savior. Although it has only been a few months, it has quickly evolved into various mythical legends. In some places, he has killed tens of thousands of prisoners by himself. At this moment, he feels oppressed. , walked toward him like this, they were really scared!

Under their trembling gazes, Yang Feng walked up to them...

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Lao Wang's anxious voice suddenly sounded behind them.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Wang came running wildly on horseback with the Jin Yiwei.

The soldiers were relieved and dodged to both sides as quickly as possible. Lao Wang immediately dismounted and rushed towards Yang Feng in a somewhat frantic manner...

""Little ancestor, what are you making a fuss about? "

He said to Yang Feng with a look of astonishment.

"My lord, please note that you are talking to a criminal who has just killed three people, including one under the command of the military commander."

Yang Feng said.

"Kill, kill, kill well. This guy deserves to die for taking bribes and perverting the law. I have brought all the crimes committed by Jin Yiwei. He is guilty and deserves to die. The other two have committed many evil deeds, including deception, abduction, and blackmail. Chen Si still has to pay for it." There are three human lives. Wu Laosan has kidnapped women and children. All crimes are committed here, and he deserves to die."

Lao Wang simply took out a large handful.

I don’t know if Jin Yiwei already had it or if it was improvised.

"They all deserve to die!"

He said while showing it.

"So I'm not guilty?"

Yang Feng said.

"Not guilty!"

Lao Wang said.

Yang Feng smiled.

Suddenly he roared, and instantly like a attacking beast, he swept past Lao Wang with a vicious wind, and rushed straight to a mansion in front. Before Lao Wang could react, he was already in front of the door. There was a noble young master who was surrounded by his servants. He was originally watching the excitement, but he didn't react until he was less than ten meters away. He turned around and ran towards the gate with a scream. The slave was so frightened that he quickly stopped Yang Feng, but when he struck the ironwood stick in his hand, the two slaves flew out at the same time. The next moment, Yang Feng was behind the noble master. The latter, like a weak girl, turned around and screamed, then was directly knocked down by Yang Feng. He threw himself in front of the door like a dog, and then while he was crying, Yang Feng stepped on his back...

"Is there any crime?"

Yang Feng turned to look at Lao Wang and said.

Lao Wang almost cried.

In fact, without telling Chongzhen, he ran directly to call the team's Jin Yiwei.

The censor who patrolled the city rushed to report, and the general affairs department quickly transferred to the ceremonial supervisor, and the ceremonial supervisor immediately transferred to the cabinet. However, a little eunuch he trusted reported to him, and he could guess the next result. The cabinet issued a vote to arrest Yang Feng, and then the Chongzhen Council pretended not to know, the Supervisor of Ceremonies drafted the edict, and the Criminal Division passed it. All that was left was to arrest the person. As for the outcome of the arrest, it doesn't matter.

Just convict Yang Feng.

Chongzhen actually wanted to kill Yang Feng.

After what happened yesterday, of course he wanted to kill Yang Feng.

He didn't believe that he would hang himself from the crooked neck tree in Meishan next year. He scolded Wang Chengen last night, although he also knew that Wang Chengen went to Yang Feng because of him. But Chongzhen didn't want to take risks. After all, Yang Feng's combat effectiveness made him unconfident. In this case, the best thing would be to let Zhou Yanru be the gun and let him fight Yang Feng. Of course it would be good if he could successfully kill Yang Feng, but he couldn't kill Yang. Feng is nothing more than a sacrifice. But Lao Wang knew that he was playing with fire. Yang Feng had no respect for the emperor at all. This Tamar was a rebel, a rebel disguised as loyal and righteous...

Lao Wang is really good at judging people!

He really wanted to say to Chongzhen, why do you think that a person who dares to kill someone in front of you will follow the results you imagined?

Why do you think he will do things according to your ideas?

What makes you think that a person who dares to say he will kill you in front of your face will not really kill you?

But he didn't dare. He was too familiar with Chongzhen.

If he said this, the angry Chongzhen might kill him with a stick.

So I can only comfort Yang Feng myself.

but……

This Tamar is even more difficult to serve!

Lao Wang was really about to cry. On one side he was a moody, willful, and extremely thin-skinned emperor, and on the other side he was a lunatic, and a lunatic with violent fighting power. It was really painful for him, a rational person, to be caught in the middle!

"Is there any crime?"

Yang Feng shouted loudly.

At this moment, a large number of domestic slaves rushed out, even followed by a middle-aged man with a knife in his hand...

"Uncle Zhangwu, Uncle Zhangwu, our family will handle it, our family will handle it!"

Lao Wang shouted anxiously.

The middle-aged man looked at him for a moment, and then looked at the young man with blood on his face at Yang Feng's feet. He was obviously struggling. After all, he was just an earl. Although he had a distinguished status, he was actually a loser in front of Lao Wang.

"Uncle Zhangwu, give us some thin noodles."

Lao Wang begged anxiously.

The latter raised his hand to stop the slave. He is sensible. Even princes and father-in-law are like this. This face must be given.

"Yang Sheng, our family has nothing to hide from you. Why are you suffering for our family? Whatever you want to do, just do it. It is impossible for the left and right courts to care about you now. As for others who want to deal with you, you don't have to go. No matter what, what can they do? They are just a group of civil servants. It is impossible for them to bypass His Majesty and mobilize their own troops to deal with you. Your Majesty has our family there and will not let them do anything else.

Just let us go this time! "

Lao Wang begged Yang Feng.

As he spoke, he knelt down directly.

Yang Feng sighed...

"You know I didn't mean it to you."

He said.

"Mr. Yang, our family is the slaves of Lord Long Live. We must do everything for Lord Long Live."

Lao Wang knelt there and said.

Yang Feng looked at him with some emotion. The people around him were all watching this scene as if they were dreaming. Although they didn't understand what happened, it was a big deal if the eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch of the ceremony, knelt in front of Yang Feng in the street. To heaven. Even Uncle Zhang Wu was stunned. The situation was so terrifying that he didn't bother to care about the people under Yang Feng's feet. Instead, he called the slave next to him and asked in a low voice what happened.

The latter obviously didn't know either.

At this moment, several civil and military officials appeared in the crowd. They were also watching. One of them lowered his head and asked the servant to do something...

"Take him!"

Lao Wang, who was kneeling on the ground, pointed at the servant.

The Jin Yiwei immediately rushed forward to hold him down. The civil servant's expression changed, but he finally held back.

"Yang Sheng, as long as you leave Beijing right now, our family will fight to the death and hold back on the rest. You can do whatever you want when you go back.

If you can't do it, our family will apologize to you with death. "

Lao Wang said.

Yang Feng suddenly raised his feet.

The house slave, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly snatched the man aside.

Of course, Yang Feng ignored him and walked up to Lao Wang.

Lao Wang really wanted to suppress this matter. He knew that once the commotion broke out, it would inevitably get out of control. Anyone with any sense would understand that a person who dared to kill someone in front of the emperor and told the emperor that he would die would be liable to pay at any time. All actions. Because when he said this, the crime of Zhujiu Clan itself had already been determined. He didn't even care about Zhujiu Clan. What else could he not do? Chongzhen wanted Zhou Yanru to fight Yang Feng, and then reap the benefits himself. Where did you get the confidence to think that Yang Feng would really only fight Zhou Yanru, instead of attacking you directly?

Is he a puppet that you manipulate?

Are you facing a ferocious beast, but you think that the ferocious beast will not bite you, but will only bite the dog next to you?

Dreaming?

Now I can only do my best to appease Yang Feng and let him pretend that this incident never happened.

You go, I'll clean the floor!

but……

"It's quite painful for you to live like this, so I'd better help you!"

Yang Feng said sincerely.

Then he knocked Lao Wang unconscious with one palm.

Then he turned around and looked at the imperial city in the distance.

"Bang the drum and shout for injustice!"

He shook off the heavy robe on his body, raised his arms upward, and shouted towards the imperial city.

There was great joy all around.

Beating the Dengwen drum to report an imperial complaint, and beating the Dengwen drum to express grievances, is one of the most important entertainments for people in this city, because there is no such thing as the Yazheng of the New Dynasty in the Qing Dynasty who wanted to beat the drum and suffered thirty defeats first, and the Ming Dynasty's Dengwen drum is often sounded. The preparatory eunuch who cannot enter the palace knocks, the family members of the condemned prisoner knock on the day before his execution, the military merit reward is not given, in short, there are various reasons for knocking, and now that Yang Sheng has suffered unjust injustice, and there is a witness, of course he must knock .

but……

"Uncle Zhangwu, right? I have been wronged unjustly, and I want to beat the drum. As an earl, you must not sit idly by if you want to do justice."

Hurry up! "

Yang Feng said to Uncle Zhangwu.

The latter looked at him silently, then waved back, and his slaves immediately moved forward, with their weapons pointing forward.

But the next moment Yang Feng bumped into them.

The iron wood stick was very strong, and it still knocked the three slaves away at the same time. In the horrified eyes of Uncle Zhangwu, Yang Feng came directly in front of him...

"Uncle Zhangwu, don't you give me face?"

He said.

The latter instinctively retreated.

But then Yang Feng's hands came to his neck.

The slaves rushed forward in confusion, but Yang Feng swept the ironwood stick in his other hand. The two nearest slaves flew out and then hit other slaves. However, Uncle Zhangwu in Yang Feng's hand was slowed down. Lift slowly. But at the same time, a gunshot rang out, and then the bullet hit Yang Feng's back, but it was blocked by the armor inside. He held Zhang Wubo and turned his head, looking at the dumbfounded one who should be the housekeeper.

"One, one, ten thousand taels."

Uncle Zhangwu's voice sounded as if there was obviously insufficient oxygen supply.

Yang Feng turned back.

"The fixed price is fifty thousand taels. It won't make you too embarrassed, right?"

He said.

His fingers tightened as he spoke.

"Row……"

Uncle Zhangwu stretched out his hands weakly and said with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)