"What's shameless about me asking for the looted things at home?"

Li Sancai sneered.

At the same time, he also stopped Li Guangxian from attacking Yang Feng. It was obvious that Master Li wanted the unruly people here to give up completely. With his knowledge and eloquent talent, he would let this thief show his true form in front of the people, so as not to continue to use the fallacies to deceive the people...

He was a Jinshi, so why are he still afraid of this thick body who was said to have been a fleeing household in Liaodong?

"Where does your millions of wealth come from?"

Yang Feng said.

He didn't leave at all.

Even his three thousand subordinates did not leave.

There are hundreds of ships of various types frozen by the canal in the east of the city. Which cabin cannot hold dozens of people?

Moreover, there is a timber farm of more than one square kilometer on the dock. Zhangjiawan is indeed not the main wharf for grain transport, but it is a timber wharf. The east of the city is the imperial wood factory. All the timber required for construction of the royal family was transported here through the canal ship and then piled up for later use. Later, Li Sancai was caught by his political enemies because he was so arrogant that he used these woods to build his garden directly. He also used more than 200,000 taels of value at once, but Wanli did not punish him, and he threw the official seal into the yamen and went home by himself.

Then it was pulled down.

There was no more punishment, nor did he say he would be dismissed or called him back.

Yang Yuan and others just thought that since Yang Feng left Zhangjiawan City, they would definitely escape as quickly as possible, either fleeing back to Tianjin or hiding in Nanyuan again.

But he never expected that the three thousand troops would hide in the piles of logs.

Yang Feng was waiting for this scene. Although it was better to wait for the next group to come out, he was still too soft-hearted after all.

"Are you satisfied with the income I have accumulated through business?"

Li Sancai said.

"The Li family merchant ships walk on the canal. Have you ever paid taxes after passing those banknotes?"

Yang Feng said.

"If you don't pay, his family never pays it. The official lantern is slapped on the bow of the boat. From the Yangtze River to the canal, no one dares to collect taxes in any banknotes."

A young man shouted in the crowd.

"Yes, his family not only does not pay taxes, but also contains private salt."

"Sometimes he even uses a canal ship to transport him goods."

...

More people shouted.

Everyone bows their heads and sees them without looking up, and no one knows who!

Besides, this is a custom of the Ming Dynasty, and even gave birth to a special industry, which is to invite fame or official relatives to accompany the civilian ship to give pocket money and manage meals.

You can pass the money without paying taxes.

"So what? I studied hard and passed the imperial examination once. If I had not enjoyed the power of this master, would it be to suffer the same suffering as these troublemakers? You can't stand it, then you can still study and seek fame, and as long as you become an official, you will be like me."

Li Sancai sneered.

"Hai Gangfeng is like you?"

Yang Feng said.

Li Sancai was choked instantly.

"Fortunately, there is Hai Gangfeng in the Ming Dynasty, and fortunately, there is an official in the Ming Dynasty who can shut up all of you corrupt officials.

Your set of things is just to cover up the fact that you are corrupt. As a court official, you use your power to gain commercial advantages for yourself, and have the face to say that you have your own business income? If you don’t pay taxes, you can sell the price lower than the law-abiding merchants who pay taxes. If you use a canal ship to transport goods, you don’t even have the freight, and if you carry private salt, you can make a profit without selling cloth.

When you use this advantage for a long time to attract cloth buyers to you, those law-abiding businessmen will only be squeezed into bankruptcy by you.

At that time, you can increase the price at will if you occupy the market.

Is this your business?

Your business is just to use power to oppress others.

Every tael of silver you earn is the blood and tears of law-abiding businessmen.

When they go bankrupt and are unable to pay taxes to the country, countries with insufficient finance can only increase taxes to those who farm.

Every tael of silver in your family's wealth is also their blood and tears.

So, is there anything wrong with me giving them the money back?

Yang had already made it clear when he entered Beijing last time. I had no other intentions, nor was it a rebellion. I just wanted to live clearly. I just wanted to seek fairness for the world.

What is fairness?

Fairness means that all those who rely on power and harm the world and enrich themselves will hand over everything that should not belong to you. Fairness means that everyone, whether they have power, money, or no power, will abide by the laws that should be abide by. Even if the powerful person dares to use power to suppress others, even if Hu Weiyong kills the coachman with the prime minister, he will have to pay his life for the coachman.

But since you don’t want to be fair and you want to be arrogant, I can only help you fair.”

Yang Feng said.

Li Sancai's face was beating, and he was obviously extremely angry.

"General Li, why don't you kill this traitor? The 50,000 taels of silver reward will not be given to the court."

He said slowly.

"Kill this traitor immediately!"

Li Guangxian shouted without hesitation.

Hundreds of kudging people beside him immediately raised the bow and arrow in his hand.

He is actually a Xining chieftain. He should be a descendant of Xixia, but he claims to be Li Keyong.

Yang Feng stood on the city wall and looked at them proudly, then slowly opened his arms like suicide, standing on the female wall with warm winter sun above his head...

"Brothers, what are you waiting for!"

There was a sudden roar.

A soldier suddenly rushed towards the servant beside him, who was caught off guard and was pulled off by him.

Almost at the same time, countless roars sounded, and all the soldiers who remained in the city rushed towards the servants. Hundreds of servants were immediately in chaos. Some servants turned their bows and arrows in their hands, but just as several soldiers were shot down, the Beijing camp, who followed Li Guangxian, also pulled the trigger. Their muzzles were not aimed at Yang Feng, but at Li Guangxian's servants.

Accompanied by gunfire, these servants fell down one after another.

General Li was stunned.

"Master, go quickly!"

The servant beside him reacted first, and pulled him and rushed forward and ran away.

But Li Sancai was motionless, looking at Yang Feng angrily, and the servants around him were holding weapons tremblingly, looking at the same angry people.

The latter was grabbing the local geniuses and beating wildly.

He Xiangxian was directly pushed down by a few poor people, and then a bunch of big feet began to trample on them.

Suddenly, Li Sancai roared like crazy, then raised the mourning stick in his hand and threw it at Yang Feng...

"You think you have someone who has the power of superiors to be superior, but unfortunately in the face of the torrent of the people, you are just a mantis waving your claws."

Yang Feng said contemptuously as he watched the mourning stick fall into the crowd.

Then he looked at the angry people...

"Friends, if he wants to be arrogant, then let's help him fair!"

He said.
Chapter completed!