Zeng Zhifu is still a little too naïve.

At this time, how could those gentry still be in the mood to defend the city, and the people in the city were also in no mood to defend these old men, and when he ran out of the palace, the gentry scattered in a hurry, and each went home to flee with his wife and children, while the poor people in the city opened the city gate like a carnival......

What else can Zeng Zhifu do?

It's all like this, and he's also helpless!

In short, the prefect of Zeng also went back to change his clothes and joined the fleeing team, and behind them, the poor people opened the city gate, and Yang Xin, who was not Yang Xin with two signs, rode into Wujin City like the painting of Li Zicheng entering Beijing. There was nothing left to say, and the people of the city were in a complete revelry, pouring into the lavish gardens of the gentry, dragging out these men who had oppressed them for generations.

And then put on that ornament.

Hang a sign on your chest.

Stand on a high platform and accuse them of their crimes.

At the same time, the land deeds sold in their homes, the deeds of usury, and the IOUs were all searched out and burned on the street, not only in their homes, but also in the yamen......

"Burned, burned!"

Yang Dudu shouted.

"Burn the old and burn a new era!

Raging fire, burn off the shackles that have imprisoned you for generations, slaves, get up, don't say that we have nothing, we want to be the masters of this world, there has never been a savior, and we don't rely on the gods and emperors, we want to create our beautiful life, it is all up to us. ”

He roared like something possessed him.

"Fight the local tyrants and divide the fields!"

"Fight the local tyrants and divide the fields!"

……

The poor people below gave him a simplification of six words.

Then such a roar spread outward like a plague centered on Wujin City, when the prefect of Zeng fled in a hurry ran to Danyang, even the Jiangyin area also fell, and the legendary demon Yang Feng, with his so-called Red Turban Army, this standard Jiangnan water town quickly expanded the area of his poison.

Fortunately, at this time, the gentry finally reacted.

Especially the gentry in Wuxi, who exchanged the high price of five taels of silver per person for the Wuxi militia to assemble without receiving orders.

But not to recover Wujin.

The Wuxi gentry were also not interested in recovering Wujin.

But when these militias were armed, they set up a defensive line with the Xicheng Canal and Huishan as the boundary to prevent the chaos in the west from spreading eastward.

In this way, Wuxi was saved.

Similarly, the Yixing gentry also quickly organized a regimental training army led by Lu Xiangsheng's three uncles, and went out to Caoqiao and defeated a small group of Red Turban Army, but then because Yixing also had a small number of people who responded to the Red Turban Army, they had to turn back and clear it while holding on to the bridge.

In short, they still guarded the bridge and ensured the safety of Yixing, as for the Wu family, under the unanimous reprimand of all the gentry, they had to take out 100,000 taels as the military expenses for the training of the Lu family, after all, in the eyes of these gentry, it was their Wu family's brains that provoked it, and the Wu family didn't pay for the silver, who would pay for the silver?

The gentry of Zhenjiang invited 3,000 local soldiers who happened to be there to help them with disaster relief with a large amount of money.

The latter also established a solid defense line in Mengdu, but they also refused to attack, because they only listened to the orders of Yang Dudu, and they were not imperial court troops, they were hired servants of the Yang family, and they had no obligation to fight for the imperial court, at most they helped the Zhenjiang gentry block the Red Turban Army from entering Zhenjiang,

Of course, the main thing is that the Red Turban Army did not attack outward.

In fact, the Red Turban Army did not take Jiangyin, they only entered the Xicheng Canal......

Yang Dudu is not really a rebellion, he is just for this militia area, and this range can be, from the east of the Xicheng Canal to the south to the Taihu Lake, west to the north of Mengdu to the Yangtze River, this with Wujin as the core, an area of almost 10,000 square kilometers is the best paddy field, almost including the entire Furong Wei reclamation area, the next thing is just how to swallow it reasonably and legally.

But this one needs to be done well.

First of all.

It is necessary to make this land an impregnable wall.

To put it simply, it is the division of land.

Five acres for men, three acres for women, two acres for children, and ten acres for a family of three.

Everyone can divide it, and at this time it is winter, and there are still a few months before the beginning of spring, which is enough to complete the work of dividing the land, as for whether the land is divided or not......

Such minor issues are not considered at all for the time being.

Second, it is necessary to establish political power at the grassroots level.

Just like the militia in Wuxi, a Zhuangzi is a battalion, all the men get together to elect the head of the village and the battalion commander, take everyone to build channels and roads on weekdays, and take the men to take up arms to defend the fruits of victory in wartime, and then ten battalions form a brigade, which is actually equivalent to a township, and this brigade commander and township chief is appointed by Yang Yuan, anyway, there are not many townships in such a big place.

The Third Red Turban Army was expanded into a standing army, that is, those who had no land for the time being, they were organized into a Red Turban Army to train and fight, drink wine in big bowls and eat meat, anyway, they copied so many gentry, and the latter's food was under the control of Yang Xin, and they ate at least a year without pressure. And all of them were paid according to recruitment, without any deductions, although many gold and silver were robbed in the chaos, but Yang Xin still used his cronies to control millions of taels......

The latter is actually the Wuxi militia.

They originally had a lot of Zhuangzi here, and when they saw who was the leader, they naturally found the organization.

Yang Xin currently has a total of nearly 2,000 militiamen, including the Wuxi militia guarding Wuxi, which is also his order, so he can also quickly recruit an army in this way.

There was a dry meal to eat.

There are high military salaries.

With the support of the dream of dividing the land, as soon as the grievance meeting begins, the combat effectiveness of an army will also be there.

In the next ten days, the Red Turban Army was reborn in Wujin, with a military system of 30,000 troops and 100,000 militias, turning this land of only more than 10,000 square kilometers into an impregnable fortress. At this time, Gu Qiyuan, the governor of Yingtian, finally put together a 20,000 garrison army composed of 20,000 guards, together with Yixing regimental training, Yingtian and other guards, and even some Caoyun troops in Jiangbei, launched the first large-scale encirclement and suppression.

And then......

"Yang Xin, you anti-thief!"

At the foot of Huishan, Gu Qiyuan roared sadly as he looked at the collapsing officers and troops in front of him.

Behind the officers and soldiers was a guy with two big sticks, this man smashed over the small number of cavalry like a bamboo, and behind him countless soldiers with red scarves, holding spears and roaring, surging forward like a group of fierce tigers. Governor Gu's first encirclement and suppression failed miserably, and the soldiers who had become serfs were about to collapse in front of the newly liberated serfs, and Governor Gu's only gain was that he finally confirmed the rumor that Yang Feng was Yang Xin.

Originally, he didn't believe it.

This is completely unbelievable, purely those gentry did everything to frame Yang Xin, and the story was at least made up truthfully.

Yang Feng is Yang Xin?

The devil believes it!

But at this moment, he just wanted to slap himself and say a word......

"I'm stupid, really."

Governor Gu said.

"Governor Gu, you are joking again, which is Yang Dudu, where is this like Yang Dudu? It's not that our family hasn't seen Yang Dudu, if you are also like those despicable villains who maliciously slandered Yang Dudu, then our family really doesn't agree, little ones, do you think this person is Yang Dudu? ”

Li Shi, the weaving eunuch who supervised the army beside him, said.

He is nine thousand years old.

Even Yang Xin had secretly looked for him before, and the purpose of the whole plan was also sent to the capital through him in an expedited way, not surprisingly at this time, Tianqi and Jiu Qiansui had seen it, and Li Shi also knew very well what choice the two of them would make, and they were originally thinking about increasing the militia area, of course, they were very happy to receive this gift. As for those gentry in Changzhou, the Guan Tianqi and the nine-thousand-year-old, they are all dead, and they won't care, the entire Wujin has millions of acres of fertile land, that is the real reality, these fertile fields are in hand, and Tianqi can get at least millions of stone land rent every year.

In the hands of the gentry, the entire Changzhou Mansion combined only gave him more than 700,000 stones a year.

So, this definitely can't be Yang Xin.

This can only be Yang Feng.

"No, Yang Dudu is much more handsome than this person, Yang Dudu is arrogant, how can he be compared with a savage like this."

"Yes, this is not Yang Dudu at all."

……

Several of his little eunuchs chimed in.

Gu Qiyuan looked at them deeply.

Governor Gu also felt that something was wrong, in fact, he had already had a vague premonition of bad luck from the time he recognized Yang Xin, and now it was just that the fog in front of him was gradually dissipating.

"Governor Gu, our family will warn you again, and you will frame Yang Dudu again, don't blame our family for suing you, you all have to tell me, whether this is Yang Dudu or not, think about it, eat the wrong meal and get sick at most, and if you say the wrong thing, it will be easy to lose your head."

Li Shi said to the generals gloomily.

"No, absolutely not, the last general has seen Yang Dudu, this is not Yang Dudu at all."

A general said righteously.

Gu Qiyuan doesn't have Shang Fang's sword, this governor is not the commander of the war zone, at most, it can make them lose their officials, but offending Yang Dudu is really risking his life, as for whether it is Yang Dudu in front of him, Li Shi said no, do they still say yes, can they be more familiar with Yang Dudu than Li Shi? This is Yang Feng in front of him, this is not Yang Xin, is it like this, saying that it is not the most embarrassing official, saying that it is going to lose his head, this principle must be distinguished.

Several other generals chimed in.

Gu Qiyuan looked around at these guys who were talking nonsense with their eyes open, at this moment he felt as if the ground under his feet had become a quagmire, he was involuntarily sinking into it, and he was sinking deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper, and finally he couldn't help but spin the sky for a while, and in the increasingly distorted voices of these guys, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood......