"The eldest son of the emperor, 200,000 taels!"

Yang Feng pointed to a whole convoy behind him and said to the eldest son with a proud look on his face.

It's really a fleet.

The total weight of 200,000 taels of silver is more than seven tons!

In a hurry, Yang Feng couldn't find so many carriages, so he simply asked the soldiers to find a bunch of handcarts. This car only pushed two hundred kilograms, and dozens of cars were just a convoy. All the silver was packed with sacks. In order to facilitate the convenience of carrying one hundred kilograms, a car was exactly four sacks. A long queue behind him started with a domineering arrogance.

"They really have so much money?"

Taichang said in surprise.

It was obvious that this scene was also very impactful to him. Even though he had no idea about silver, a convoy of silver transport vehicles that had gone half a mile in front of him still shocked him.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince is only 200,000 taels. The young men forced them to open the cellar. There are actually some inside that can be taken in 200,000. The general said that we should be trustworthy and said that if we take 200,000, we should take 200,000. The ancestors of the Duke of Cheng also followed Taizu to conquer the world. They could not be moved by others, so they only moved 200,000 taels."

An officer said with a smile.

"This bunch of dog stuff!"

Taichang said hatefully.

This really made him angry. He was hiding so much money, but he was still acting in front of him, treating him like a monkey.

This is not only a stingy, but also a contempt for him.

In other people's eyes, he is a fool who can be fooled at will, not a prince, or even the eldest son of the prince.

Not as good as Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was rude and savage, but at least he understood that he was destined to be the crown prince.

"But Your Highness, the eldest son of the emperor, seems to be the only one in the other families.

After all, the title of Duke Chengguo has not been inherited for ten years, so his family's power is definitely not as good as before, but even so, he can still give out 200,000 at will. The noble families in power such as Duke Ding and Duke of Britain, especially Duke Ding who have been in power for decades, must have more money in their families than Duke Chengguo.

We have to first calculate the annual income for their family.

So we have a number."

Yang Feng said.

“How to act?”

Taichang said with excitement.

"Mobilize the masses!"

Yang Feng said.

"Well?"

Taichang was confused.

"You immediately go to the brothers in Jingying to find out what land, real estate, shops and so on in the Duke of Dingguo Mansion. If the brothers in Jingying don't know much, let them go out to inquire with acquaintances. If there are clues to report, you will be rewarded with one or two silver coins. The more you verified, the more you verified, the more you rewarded."

Yang Feng shouted to the nearby soldiers in Beijing.

Jingying is all locals, even if they don’t live in the city, they are still in the surrounding countryside. Maybe there are still a lot of tenants from the Duke of Ding. Besides, what they don’t know, their relatives and friends in the city also know that as long as they really start, it will be a omnipresent network...

"Why haven't you gone yet?"

Yang Feng looked at a few soldiers who were hesitant.

"The Grand Marshal, the young ones are tenants of the Duke of Dingguo Mansion. The thousands of acres around the young ones belong to his family, but if the young ones come out to report..."

One said.

"He dares to make things difficult for you, go to Tianjin to find me!"

Yang Feng said very simply.

"Master, it's enough to have your words. Brothers, I'll go to Dingguo Duke's Mansion with you, and I can just lead you out to clear the clan!"

The soldier said.

"That's not necessary, I just want to know the approximate number."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

He actually made a more righteous decision when calling for a price. After all, Yang Dashui claimed that he was also sensible. In fact, he had prepared to ask for 400,000 taels, and then the British Duke 400,000, and the Duke of the Three Kingdoms in the capital combined for exactly one million.

Then he looked not far away, a group of people were busy...

"Where is my clamping stick? Is my clamping stick ready?"

He shouted.

"Master, I just made ten mates."

A boatman there shouted.

"It's not enough to raise it first. Let's go to the Duke of Ding."

Yang Feng shouted.

"Okay, brothers, carry the sticks on the clamps and send troops to the Duke Dingguo Mansion!"

The soldier shouted.

Then the soldiers around him laughed and lifted the pinch sticks they had just made...

This was developed by Yang Dashuai himself, but in fact, Liu Zongmin also developed by himself.

The real stick is used to clamp the ankle. In fact, three large wood strung with iron bars underneath, and then the grooves on the ankle are dug out in two pairs of grooves, which are wrapped with ropes. When the execution is performed, the person lies forward and puts the ankle in two pairs of grooves.

The ropes are tightened and clamped.

The particular one also specially made a rack to make people lie down and set a place to fix the head and hands in front.

But that's the principle, three dead woods underneath.

So it's easy to cheat.

Those who collect money use special large holes, which means dig deep into the middle of the ankle bone, and put wax and paint inside, and cannot be seen. When clamping, the ankle bone will not be damaged and will not be disabled afterwards.

If you don’t pay, add iron filings to the hole, and before it is tight, you can pierce the ankle bone first.

But this really can't hold your head.

So Yang Dashuai personally developed and specially created new and more scientific ones, specializing in serving these nobles who refused to pay money...

"Walk!"

Yang Dashui shouted.

The soldiers behind raised ten new clamp sticks and rushed towards the Duke Dingguo Mansion like a Maxim machine gun.

Taichang's sedan still follows it.

At the end is the silver convoy that stretches for nearly half a mile...

"General Yang, won't you go together? You will have your share when you go!"

Yang Feng, who was walking along the imperial city, said to Yang Yuan who was watching the excitement in the imperial city.

At this time, all the gates in the capital had been blocked by the Beijing camp. Because Wanli issued an order to clear Yang Feng's grievances, both sides would not fight again. However, Yang Yuan and other troops were still transferred to the imperial city by Wanli, which was considered a psychological comfort. Although it was definitely useless to fight, a total of thousands of elite servants would not be able to withstand monsters like Yang Feng and hundreds of thousands of people.

"Hmph, Yang's duty lies, and he dare not leave his post without hesitation."

Yang Yuan said expressionlessly.

"Ha, you just don't dare to make excuses. Why can't you be braver? You dare to indulge your subordinates to grab a shop and see what's behind us?"

Yang Feng said.

Next to the silver carts behind him, a soldier grabbed a silver ingot like a show of flaunting.

The servants on the city wall all stared at the vehicles with wolf-like eyes...

"Brothers, don't say that I'm not loyal enough. I have said that as long as you are willing to follow, it's just like other brothers. It's not my business if you don't want it yourself. I have asked His Majesty for six million taels to reward the military and civilians, and it's not bad for you, you thousands."

Yang Feng shouted.

"Master, let's follow us!"

"General, what are you afraid of?"

...

A bunch of servants became anxious in an instant.
Chapter completed!