More than a dozen crossbowmen rushed up and suddenly blocked the approach of Han Yin and Yang Wanli, and the arrows in their hands were aimed at the black-clothed man who was wielding the knife.

Tang Wancai, who was beside Chongzhen, saw that it was time for him to appear, and glanced at Chongzhen as a request for instructions, and Chongzhen bowed slightly at him.

"How dare you kid beat the Imperial Court Guards close to the army, how many heads do you have?" Tang Wancai said as he said that the man in black who was making the knife came.

"Who are you tnd, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs?" The black-clothed man who wielded the knife glared at Tang Wancai angrily and scolded.

"Those who meddle in the fight against injustice, take over!" Tang Wancai stepped forward and used the Golden Lotus Palm, he was a master of the innate third layer, and the vigorous true qi was surging around his palm.

The man in black slashed with his knife, Tang Wancai slapped his palm on the knife seedling, and with a click, the steel knife of the man in black was shattered.

The man in black turned pale, knowing that he had met a master today, he had just stepped into the innate realm, and it was the first level of the Qi cultivation realm, and the opponent could shatter his steel knife with one palm, at least it had to be more than innate skills.

Tang Wancai's second palm arrived at this time, and the whistling palm qi was hitting his chest.

Syllable!

There was a muffled sound.

The man in black was knocked out of the way, hit the wall, and then popped out and rolled to the ground, his face was covered with blood, and his heart had already been shattered, becoming a corpse.

At this moment, several bigwigs sitting at the big table, including Chairman Hong, were also a little commotion, and the several thugs standing behind them also chuckled in their hearts.

The martial arts cultivation has already been seen, this person is not good-looking, and he is actually a congenital third-layer master?

They have substituted themselves into it, and they feel that they have no bottom in their hearts.

Eyes fell on Tang Wancai and his employer Chongzhen and others behind him just now.

I saw that Chongzhen was an old man with a white beard, dressed as a long-distance hurtful person, and there were all servants behind him.

Chongzhen sat there steadily, took a sip of wine, took a bite of food, and ate with relish.

As if it had nothing to do with him.

I just feel that Chongzhen and these people have some backgrounds.

Two died in the blink of an eye, and these people were really honest, thinking that these brocade guards must be finding fault today, and trouble is coming.

In the eyes of Hong San and the others, Chongzhen put down his chopsticks at this time.

Picking up the wine glass on the table, he drank it down, and then gently placed it on the table, the porcelain wine glass sank deep into the physical table, and was still half outside.

And this large solid wood table, which can be more than two inches thick, does not make any noise, and does not even see a single crack, this cup seems to grow in it.

On that big table, including Hong San, everyone was shocked, whether they were standing or sitting.

Anyone who knows how to practice martial arts knows that it is absolutely impossible to enter the object without the internal force of the late innate stage with this move.

It seems that the most powerful is the gray-haired old man.

At this time, Hong Shan's legs were a little weak, and with his brain, he should be able to guess when he saw the formation in front of him.

The white-haired old man, these people are nominally unhappy, but in fact, they are the masters of the martial arts cultivated by the government, and they must be in the same group as Han Yin and Yang Wanli, this is playing a double reed, it seems that there is a big trouble today.

Chongzhen didn't say a word, and showing his hand was enough to silence everyone present.

At this time, Hong San said to Han Yin and Yang Wanli: "Two adults, it's easy to talk about donating silver, please sit down first, and treat the younger ones first."

At this time, Hong San spoke only submissively, and he was also a little low-voiced, unlike just now, shaking his head and shaking his ass.

Han Yin and Yang Wanli snorted, you old thing, don't gossip with us, just now connived at the evil slave to do it with us, this account has not been settled for you, do you want to beat our mouths crooked, or do you want to drug us?

That's not going to happen!

At this time, Hong San was respectful and enthusiastic, beckoning his subordinates to arrange a table for them and arrange a banquet, but was interrupted by Han Yin and Yang Wanli.

"President Hung, we're not here for dinner." When Han Yin said this, he glanced at the person at the table a few more times, "Don't talk about beating the imperial court Jinwei for the time being, talk about donating silver. Let you raise donations for the imperial court, in fact, this is a good sound, if it is not good, it will let you pay taxes."

"Yes. As a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, this is not a place outside the law. According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, agricultural tax, field tax, commercial tax, military service, conscription, Liao service, and other taxes and miscellaneous services have not been paid all these years, and these must be made up."

Yang Wanli also took the words, "I won't let them make up for it for too long, Chongzhen Ye has been on the throne for 17 years, so let's make up for these 17 years."

"It's been calculated for you a long time ago, you, the head of the gang, have made a lot of money over the years, at least 1.2 million taels of silver must be made up, and the gentry and magnates present have a share, not less than 300,000 taels, if there are rich people who want to contribute more to the court, there is no cap, the more the merrier, we are here to thank you for your loyalty to the country."

"If you don't know the current affairs, don't go, don't donate enough 4 million taels of silver, all of them will be arrested and put in prison!"

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen