"This is the air of freedom!"

Yang Feng was dressed in the clothes designed by Zhang Xianzong, and the air was also very sweet and pleasant, and then walked to an old farmer driving an ox cart in front of him in the autumn rice field.

"Uncle, where can I find the ferry?"

He arched his hand.

The old peasant looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Feng put on a sincere smile to make himself look more like a good citizen, and even took out a real candy cube and handed it to the children in the ox cart.

"Sugar, it's delicious."

He said.

The old peasant said a word in a dialect he did not understand at all, and then flicked his whip violently.

The cow mooed excitedly, spread its hooves and galloped forward.

"Don't go, I'm just asking for directions, do you need to run?"

Yang Feng took the candy and shouted there in amazement.

And then they went away without looking back......

"It should be Suzhou dialect, but I don't understand what to say, you wait first, I'll find you a translator, but how can Xuyi have a Suzhou dialect."

The squad leader said.

"Then you still need to guess, the Suzhou clan who was caught by Zhu Yuanzhang to fill Fengyang, he stuffed hundreds of thousands of Wu Yue family clans into Fengyang in one go, tied people to come over to open up wasteland, and then turned the cadastral of people's hometown fields into official fields, and then set a special land endowment of almost ten percent for the original tenants. He overcharged taxes, tenants did not have to pay rent, the emperor and the mud legs 21 added five handfuls of the family's land in this way, it is said that at this time more than half of the fertile land in Suzhou Mansion has been obtained by him in this way.

The grain paid by Suzhou Government in a year alone is almost one-tenth of his annual income.

made a lot of money, and it was also supported by the mud legs.

Of course, after his death, these big families all ran back in various ways, and then wrote articles from generation to generation to scold him for hundreds of years is another story. ”

Yang Feng said.

At this time, there were basically not many aborigines in the Fengyang area, except for the military households of the guards.

The aborigines who did not die in the war were in Nanjing and various health centers, and they were happy to be their Huaixi Xungui group, and this area at the end of the Yuan Dynasty was the most cruel tug-of-war battlefield......

It's not just the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

Since the Southern Song Dynasty, this area has been constantly seesawing.

In fact, in all the times of the war between the north and the south, this area is a tug-of-war battlefield, the worst is the north and south dynasties, except for a few fortresses in the entire Huaihe River Valley, other places are basically uninhabited, scouts, so what can survive in this area is full of martial virtues, after all, all weaknesses have long become bone slag. Yang Feng carried a big bag on his back and continued to move forward along the country road, and soon a small village appeared, and then an old man in a green robe appeared with a dozen strong men holding sticks.

"Where do you come from, do you have a way?"

The old man shouted.

The strong man behind him quickly rushed towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was speechless and took out a big gun, pointed a shuttle at their feet, and then killed an innocent sheep on the side of the road.

"Nope!"

He said confidently.

The splash of dirt stirred up by the bullet made the old man in the green robe stunned for a moment......

The main thing is the sheep that died tragically.

"Well, it turned out to be a nobleman, and the old man is also confused, like a noble man with a red face, how can it be those nomads, the nobleman please calm his anger, Ergou, quickly carry this sheep back, roast it for the nobleman, you two go back and bring tables and chairs to prepare tea, the nobleman please wait, we are all rude people in the countryside, and the roads in the village are muddy and difficult to walk after the rain, it is really not good to stain the noble boots."

He then groveled.

Then a few young men under his scolding hurriedly ran to the village behind.

And the old man hurriedly stepped forward, took off his green robe, and paved a stone on the side of the road for Yang Feng, just like the hotel manager in Xihong City, groveling to ask the nobles to rest, Yang Feng also sat down politely, he knew that this old guy was dragging him, and he was afraid that he would enter the village to kill, but this was a trivial matter, and he was not ready to continue sneaking around......

"You're quite sensible!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

He then lowered his rucksack and pulled the decree from his side pocket.

"You don't need to be afraid, I am an envoy of the Great Xia Kingdom six hundred years later, following your emperor's holy decree, traveling around the Ming Dynasty, you also seem to be literate, see for yourself what is written on the holy decree?"

Then he handed it to the old man.

The old man was so frightened that he knelt down without hesitation, and then took the holy decree with both hands, opened it tremblingly and looked at the contents.

"It turned out to be Ambassador Yang, and the little old man is the chief here, fortunately, he was not rude."

Then he trembled and held it to Yang Feng.

"Go and prepare a boat for me, I'm going to cross the Huai River, this is a reward for you!"

Yang Feng took out a handful of treasure banknotes, drew a few and handed them to him, this is the largest amount, even if it has depreciated, the consistent banknotes can almost buy half a stone of rice.

The old man hurriedly took it.

Then he turned his head and scolded those young men in dialect, glanced at Yang Feng casually, and then got up with a smiling face and walked towards those young men......

"Is there anything you can't say to me?"

Yang Feng said.

"No, no!"

The old man hurriedly said.

Then he quickly scolded the young men in tongue.

"This person even dares to forge the holy decree, this is no longer an ordinary Diao people, you have to hurry up and invite the officers and soldiers, you two go back and ride on horses, go to the county seat to report, you two go to He Baihu, let him come over quickly, this is a thief who forged the holy decree, it can be regarded as a thief, I will drag him first, you two go back to gather all the young people, take out bows and arrows to guard the entrance of the village, don't let him run in, women and children go into the cellar."

The translator found by the squad leader said in Yang Feng's headphones.

Yang Feng's arm stretched out as far forward as he could, maintaining a smile on his face that clearly didn't understand what they were saying.

"I rarely see outsiders in the country, and most of them don't understand official language."

The old man hurriedly explained.

Yang Feng nodded.

In the village not far away, the young men who ran back came over with tables and chairs and kettles, and put them on the side of the road.

And those who received the order quickly ran back and called for their own people.

"The ambassador drank tea first, the sheep was already roasting, and the boat reached the fisherman's house downstream, and the little old man had already asked people to find it."

The old man poured tea for Yang Feng and said.

"What do you do here?"

Yang Feng asked.

"It's an errand for the government, the dynasty system, one hundred and ten households for one mile, the most ten households to pay grain for the head of the first, ten heads of the first take turns to be the chief, this mile to collect money and grain, to the county to transport, with the service, these are all the little old children, if the food is not enough, but also the little old man and the first head to add, it is a chore. His Majesty is afraid that the officials will go to the countryside to disturb the people, and the officials of the yamen are strictly forbidden to go to the countryside, so all the affairs in Lijia are done by Xiao Lao'er and your leaders.

Therefore, when I heard that the ambassador was here, Xiao Lao'er didn't know the identity of the ambassador, so he hurried over for a while, and asked the ambassador not to blame. ”

The old man said.

"That's okay, then you're also a landlord."

Yang Feng said while drinking tea.

Although it is coarse tea, it is fortunately pure natural and pollution-free, and it is okay.

"Xiao Lao'er is dozens of acres of land, where can he be regarded as a landlord, Xiao Lao'er is originally from Suzhou, only ten years ago because of the clansmen's involvement, was deprived of family property, escorted to open up the wasteland, most of the village is like this, if it was ten years ago, there were hundreds of acres of paddy fields, and the ancestors also did officials in the previous dynasty."

"Uh, then do you resent the current emperor?"

Yang Feng said.

The old man sat down on the ground in fright, and then got up trembling......

"The ambassador doesn't want to talk nonsense, it's all the people of that tribe who are to blame, the little old man can save the life of his family by him, it is already His Majesty's grace, and the old man goes to the capital every day to worship God's grace."

"Naughty, I don't believe you don't hate him, in fact, at that time, your Suzhou was also a rich place in the world."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Suzhou is naturally stronger than here, an acre of land can collect four or five stones, the little old man was on the field at that time, a year can harvest seven stone valley, here is either drought or flood, ten years of nine years of disaster, barely make ends meet, the little old man is now counting on his children and grandchildren, His Majesty is graceful, opened the imperial examination, the little old man is also a family heirloom of knowledge, now a man has been lifted, in the future he is counting on him to return to his hometown, so that the little old man will not continue to suffer in this generation."

The old man wiped his cold sweat and sighed.

Then you can write articles to scold Zhu Yuanzhang from generation to generation.

"Actually, think about it, Xiao Lao'er is indeed so gracious, Fengyang is a Huainan paddy field after all, and he can still grow rice, and many of Xiao Lao'er's townships have been moved to the north or even the northwest, so it is really a hard time."

The old man sighed with embarrassment.

The two of them were chatting over tea while the archers loomed on the rooftops of the village not far away.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but use cold weapons, in fact, he even encouraged cold weapons among the people, bows and arrows and even crossbows, that is, firearms were regulated, but firearms were also flooded in the middle and late Ming Dynasty because they had the right to be manufactured by local guards. Yang Feng didn't reveal it, and continued to drink tea, in order to drag him, the old man then brought wine and food, but it took time to roast the sheep, Yang Feng drank the wine calmly, this kind of place should not prepare any messy medicine to poison him.

After more than an hour, dozens of cavalry figures appeared in the distance, and the old man quickly found an excuse to leave, and then those cavalry rushed straight in......

"Take it!"

The leading officer shook the spear in his hand and shouted majestically.

Yang Feng drank tea and looked at this guy indifferently......

"Do you dare to come over and go it alone?"

He said.

The latter couldn't help but laugh......

"Lao Tzu beheaded dozens on the battlefield, you are really looking for death!"

He said.

Immediately afterwards, he urged the horse forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed Yang Feng directly.

Yang Feng Huo Ran got up, and at the same time lifted the table, the spear with the charging power instantly penetrated the table, and was pushed aside by him, the officer let go without hesitation, and then pulled out the iron shovel, but at the moment when he leaned over and smashed it down, Yang Feng had an extra golden thing in his hand, like a shield in front of him......

The officer screamed in fright.

The next moment, he tried his best to turn the iron shovel to the side, and then the thing in Yang Feng's hand slapped him on the back.

(Thanks to the book friend Beichen Delta for the tip)