Mad dog......

I have to say that Ambassador Yang's evaluation of himself is still very vivid.

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang really needs someone like him.

Because he is a loner, or he doesn't have any interest groups behind him.

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, interest groups have been formed, with vassal kings as the core, such as King Yan and the Xu family, King Jin and the Fu family, as well as Zhu Li's father-in-law, Yongping Hou Xie Cheng, King Zhou and Feng Sheng, and even the King of Chu also has his father-in-law Wang Bi.

These are all interest groups.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang has to kill a bunch of them as soon as he kills them, because if you don't kill a bunch of them, it will be difficult to guarantee that the rest of this interest group will not rebel.

Even if you really don't have the ability to rebel, you can do it, right?

Kill Fu Youde or not kill Xie Cheng?

Xie Chengyi was scared, so what should he do if he simply fled to Beiyuan with his cronies? In the final analysis, he killed Fu Youde because he and King Jin are in-laws, but Xie Cheng is the old man of King Jin, in the same situation, Wang Bi and Cao Zhen have to die at this level, not to mention him, he doesn't understand. And this kind of veteran who has been in a hundred battles is familiar with everything about the Ming army, and once they defect to the Northern Yuan, they will bring great help to the Northern Yuan! Even if he doesn't defect, as long as he deliberately makes trouble when he fights in the future, and lets the Ming army lose a battle, it can be done, it can be said that as long as Zhu Yuanzhang moves this mind, he has to be ruthless.

Entire interest groups are eradicated.

This kind of real male lord will not have any entanglement in killing.

This is a military general.

Wenchen is also an interest group.

If it weren't for the interest group, it wouldn't have been able to make a north-south list three years later.

Zhu Yuanzhang is not dead yet!

They already dared to bet that Zhu Yuanzhang was too old to hold a knife, but they didn't expect to make a mistake, even if Zhu Yuanzhang was old, he could still pick up a knife and cut people.

It's been almost thirty years.

Everything is already there.

But Yang Feng is different, he is purely airborne, or a literal airborne, he has nothing to do with any interest groups in the Ming court, and he has no relatives, it can be said that he is cleaner than nine thousand years old at this point, so why not let him bite whoever he wants like a mad dog outside?

No matter which interest group he bites, it is Zhu Yuanzhang who will profit in the end.

So what Yang Feng needs to do is to continue to be unscrupulous......

Pingwangyi.

"Don't even move.

Zhang Ye, I eat fasting and chant Buddha, and I don't like to kill.

Don't force me to break my vows! ”

Yang Feng, who was wearing a nine-cylinder mask, took Yang Wen's performance to Zhu Yuanzhang, looked at the wounded people lying on the ground around and said.

Including messengers.

He just has to be publicly robbed.

Otherwise, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know that he did it.

If this kind of thing happens, under normal circumstances, the messenger will be exiled to the frontier at the lightest, and it is possible to commit a capital crime, but knowing that he did it, then Zhu Yuanzhang will understand that there is something wrong with this performance, so he will not punish the messenger.

Yang Feng walked out of the post station in a wail, and as soon as he went out, he saw dozens of strong men on horseback walking over, all of them were obviously not Han, but color eyes or mixed blood, and they were not good stubble, and the temperament of the body could be seen, at least they had been on the battlefield.

He stepped aside quietly.

The men looked at him suspiciously, but they didn't want to worry about it, so they walked straight past and entered the station.

Yang Feng was tearing the folds in the back while watching them go in.

"What's going on?"

There was a burst of angry shouts from inside.

Yang Feng smiled and threw the completely torn piece into the ditch next to him.

The eyes turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and waved it very friendly.

"It's him, it's him, it's he who robbed His Majesty!"

The messenger limped out and shouted at Yang Feng.

"Ah, you say this? Yes, I grabbed it, but now it's shredded, and you can pick it up if you like. ”

Yang Feng said.

The leader sneered and drew his sword.

"Take it!"

He shouted.

Immediately after that, the two colored eyes urged the horse to rush straight forward.

Yang Feng watched very calmly, and at the moment when the two of them arrived left and right, at a speed that completely caught them off guard, they swept quickly before the two knives met, and at the same time, one by one, grabbed their belts and roared, and dragged them downward, and in the neighing of the war horse, the two of them fell off the horse at the same time with the action of his dragging.

Then it fell to the ground.

The force of the fall was too hard, and this was stepping on a solid road, and the two of them fell into a coma directly.

Yang Feng, who was standing in the middle of them, continued to look at the color eyes opposite.

The head of the color eyes returned the sword in his hand, took off the flail from the saddle, and then dismounted directly, and the next few colors silently took out the bow, and also dismounted and put on the bowstring. When the leader of the color eyes came to Yang Feng, the flail in his hand fell without hesitation, Yang Feng quickly dodged, but this guy was very good at playing, and before he could hit forward, the flail short stick struck horizontally. Yang Feng, who was not good at cold weapons, hurriedly retreated, but the guy flicked it again, and the short stick hit him in the chest, and then was bounced open by the bulletproof insert inside.

The man was stunned for a moment.

The front half of the stick resembles a mace, but it is actually spiked.

Normally, this is a serious injury.

"Armor?"

He said with a sneer.

"Contemptible people are not good at martial arts, but they like to use equipment."

Yang Feng said very frankly.

"Hide the armor stomach privately, don't kill it!"

Semu shouted.

Immediately after that, the bowstring in the hands of the two Semes was released.

Two arrows instantly hit Yang Feng's body, and one hit him in the leg.

But it still didn't penetrate.

He has homemade raw silk soft armor on his legs!

Although I know that it can be refreshed, it still hurts before the refresh, the torso, crotch guards, knees, and elbows all have body armor, the torso is a hard insert, the others are Kevlar, and the head also has a helmet, but the rest of the limbs really don't.

Then layer on top of raw silk and then rivet compacted to replace Kevlar.

Of course, silk is still much worse than Kevlar.

But it can be thickened!

It's nothing more than blocking arrows, a few millimeters of Kevlar can be used to block arrows, and one centimeter of raw silk is enough, right?

It's time to wear cotton pants in winter.

"It's my turn!"

Yang Feng moved his fist and said.

Before the leader of the color eyes could react, Yang Feng raised his foot and picked up a color eye on the ground, and the color eye leader stabbed forward with a flail in his hand, and was knocked down by the color eye in the middle with a scream, but Yang Feng who followed closely appeared, and the fist in his hand was in the chest of the color eye leader. The leader of the color eyes also screamed and fell, but before he could land, he was kicked away by Yang Feng, and at the same time the flail fell into Yang Feng's hands, and then Yang Feng caught up, and the flail reluctantly pushed him in the chest.

The guy continued to fly towards his subordinates.

Those colored eyes did not dare to shoot arrows, and drew their swords one after another to urge them to step forward.

The leader of the Colors then ran into them.

The flail in Yang Feng's hand was thrown out at the same time, and he flew towards them with a roar.

In their confusion, Yang Feng withdrew a color eye from his horse, turned on his horse, and urged the horse to gallop forward, and soon disappeared into the dense forest on the side of the road......

Of course, not really disappearing.

There is something wrong with these colors, which are obviously in the army.

There are still a lot of colors in the Ming army.

These colors are usually compiled separately, such as thousands of households and hundreds of households, and there are east, west, north and south, for example, there is a whole guard in Guangzhou. Although they and the suede boots are both color, the latter is only a lowly person in the color, in fact, there are many colors of the guard and the people, even including officials.

Including civil servants.

There were also color eyes in the civil officials of the Ming Dynasty.

But their presence here as civilians is very doubtful.

Yang Feng then changed his clothes......

Anyway, he'd been wearing a nine-barrel mask before, and now he just had to take off the mask.

He then went south, until Sheng Ze found a tea house by the roadside, and waited while drinking tea, and by the evening these eyes appeared, but the previous leader and the wounded by him were gone. They didn't recognize Yang Feng, and stayed directly in Shengze's inn, Yang Feng watched them go in, and then walked to the side of the inspection of the business traveler, and took out a fake waist card and shook it in front of him.

The inspection looked at the three words of Jinyiwei above, and his face changed.

Yang Feng shook his head.

The inspection is very clever.

"How did Brother Tai get here, but I haven't seen him for many days."

He said.

Next to the archer moved the chair.

"Who are those?"

Yang Feng sat down and asked.

As for the brocade clothes and waist card, he carved it according to the genuine product.

Engraved by yourself.

It's just a wooden brand.

His guards are Jinyi guards, just carve them according to their brand, so that you don't have to find a way to guide you when you go out, and no one dares to fake this, and generally no one suspects that it is fake......

The consequences of falsification are too serious.

Even if there is no way out to get caught, it is nothing more than a board or exile.

Fake this whole family head to the ground.

The inspector didn't suspect it at all, he just thought it was a secret agent of the brocade guard, he looked at the scribe next to him, who immediately got up and walked into the inn, and then came back with the store calendar, and looked at it there......

"Inspection, is a salt merchant from Shanxi, registered in Yangzhou, this time to the salt field to sell salt, there is a road guide from Yangzhou Mansion, a total of 56 people, four people were injured in Pingwangyi, currently staying in Pingwangyi, so only 52 people remain. The list is all on it, and in addition to self-defense weapons, the things carried are salt and money, but it is somewhat doubtful, after all, they are all colors, and they don't look like salt merchants.

Salt merchants laugh when they see people, but they don't understand any rules.

Besides, there is no packing.

Zhejiang salt is the province and Guangxin, even if you enter the mountain, you have to have a team. ”

The scribe said.

"Find someone and send a letter to Nanhui, hurry!"

Yang Feng said.

After speaking, he took out a marker, tore a piece of paper from the scribe, and quickly wrote a letter to Yang Wen.

The identity of these people is wrong, Tachibana said before that there are still a group of people, if you can't get it, that's it, let Yang Wen stare at those injured first, and control them first when necessary, but it's best to just stare at them.

Shanxi salt merchants.

Sent to Yangzhou.

It's still hard to guess the identity.

At this time, the salt merchants were basically from Shanxi.

A small number of Shaanxi people.

After all, it is most convenient for them to send grain to the nine sides for salt, until the Wanli period was completely changed to monetization before the Hui merchants and the Jin merchants on an equal footing, and then after Yangzhou was slaughtered at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the old salt merchant pattern was completely cleaned, and then began to sell salt, that is, the Hui merchants had an absolute advantage.

Moreover, the two Huai salt farms are all from Yangzhou and Huai'an, and the scope of their salt sales also includes the salt works in Hangzhou Bay.

However, the sales scope is Zhejiang and part of Jiangxi.

"The sooner the better!"

Yang Feng handed the letter to the inspector.

Then he pulled out another handful of bills......

"This, this, how does this work?"

The inspector said with a smile.

"Just take it for you, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers!"

Yang Feng said.

"Then whether these should be arrested or not, as long as we suspect that there is something wrong with them, my brother can order them to be arrested first."

The inspector said, grabbing the banknote.

He is a patrol inspector, specializing in catching thieves, and has the right to arrest anyone suspicious first.

"No, don't startle the snake!"

Yang Feng said.

He still has to wait for these people to meet the Japanese Kou!

He then went to Jiaxing, and then waited for these people in Jiaxing the next day, and then waited for these people in Haining, so he stood in front of these people and stood at the Xucun Salt Farm. After those people arrived, they waited for the reception, and then they went straight into a nearby mansion and never showed up again, obviously waiting to make peace with those widows.

Of course, the premise is that they are really the next group of people that Tachibana is talking about.

But it should be about the same.

After all, such a group of elite people came here for some reason, and it is obvious that they are not selling salt.

He wandered around the neighborhood and waited.

This area is a salt field, at this time the Qiantang River estuary is somewhat different from modern times, and Xucun is already an important salt field.

However, the Liangzhejiang salt field is no longer comparable to the Lianghuai at this time, after all, the latter has a vast enough coastal alluvial plain.

But it's still not pure salt.

Or pour ash to take brine, and then fry salt, because of this, salt production requires a lot of cooperation, these stove households are militarized formation, that is, a regiment, a regiment is a group of stove households, relying on the vast coastal reeds as fuel, in addition to the brine paving, with plant ash to absorb impurities.

However, the life of the stove households at this time is more different than that at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Now they resemble state-run factories.

How much is a quota per year, and when enough salt is made and handed over to the salt farm, the grain is also received as a reward from the salt farm.

If you have done enough, you will be free.

Farming and fishing are casual, and it is okay to continue to make salt if you are willing to do so, and it is also the same to exchange salt and salt farms for grain, and the salt farms must always have enough grain in exchange, so that they have enough food to eat, and Zhu Yuanzhang sometimes rewards treasure money. By the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was monetized, and the salt merchants themselves bought it, and they used their own money to buy the grain, so didn't this squeeze their value dry?

The salt merchants bought their salt, and one tael of silver could buy one or two thousand catties.

They may not be able to buy a stone of rice from the grain merchant for a tael of silver, and a random famine can rise to more than a tael of silver and a stone, but at this time, the salt factory has a special disaster relief storehouse, and they need to send them grain relief for the famine.

Salt merchants are profiteering.

Selling salt from Tianjin to the capital can increase the price by five times.

From the Lianghuai Salt Field to the Huguang Mountain Area, it can rise up to 60 times.

Therefore, in the era of monetization, the bottom producers are to be squeezed out of the last trace of blood and sweat, which can be said to be a perfect model for the stove households of the Ming Dynasty.

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