Zhangjiawan.

The new Dali Temple Minister Li Sancai rode a horse, wearing his red official robe, and walked northward in the streets of dawn among the servants' guards.

He had just returned from another place to serve as the Minister of Dali Temple. He stayed at home for a few days. He set out to the capital earlier today. His ancestral home is Shaanxi, but he can send a household registration as a business owner, so in fact, the industry is in Zhangjiawan. This situation is very common in the Ming Dynasty. A large number of Shanxi salt merchants operated in Huaiyang and sent a household registration to Huaiyang. He could participate in the local imperial examination. As long as he passed the exam, his academic registration was no longer considered a businessman...

Of course, the family still does business.

"I'm going to salute Mr. Li!"

An old man driving a car on the side of the road quickly bowed to him.

"What's going on?"

Li Sancai asked condescendingly at the dead body on the donkey cart behind him.

"If you want to tell me, this is the beggar who froze to death last night. The little one is about to pull him out and buried him."

The old man said.

"But it's also pitiful. Go to the cloth shop to pay some silver and buy him a coffin. It's all caused by this traitor. Even this day is colder than in previous years. Monsters appear and disasters appear. The Ming Dynasty is destined to have a disaster!"

Mr. Li sighed with a look of worrying about the country and the people.

"The master is really a Bodhisattva's heart."

The old man said.

As for which cloth shop to get the money, it goes without saying.

The Li family is a cloth merchant in Zhangjiawan City. In recent years, as Mr. Li's official career has been prosperous, the industry is also rising day by day. This winter is particularly cold. The cotton cloth transported by the Li family from Jiangnan has increased by 30%, but it has made a lot of money. This rich man has become a conscience. No wonder his official position is getting bigger and bigger. He has become a Jiuqing in more than ten years. He is now a top-notch family in Zhangjiawan. At this speed, he will not be able to become a Shangshu.

The old man sighed, standing there in a polite posture, watching Mr. Li walk past him with his servants.

Then he turned toward the south...

Fire shines at the city gate.

"boom!"

A loud noise like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked,

He screamed in horror, stared at the city gate ahead, and the city gate hole spewed out flames and smoke like a cannon.

In addition, there are fragments of the city gate.

The ground under his feet seemed to be trembling suddenly.

"Thieves attack!"

Mr. Li's panicked roar came from behind him.

The next moment, a monster suddenly rushed out in the city gate, which was still covered by gunpowder smoke. Because it was too fast, it even brought the smoke that was dragged up, just like a demon rushing out of the underworld. He was shaky and holding a bloodthirsty magic knife in his hand, with a hideous face and a demonic aura...

"Open the warehouse and release grain!"

Then the demon roared.

The old man woke up instantly. He was not a demon. He was obviously a powerful general with a helmet and armor.

"Quick, stop him!"

Mr. Li beside him roared with his sword.

The servants who followed immediately urged forward, but the next moment the fierce general rushed straight towards him. Countless soldiers from the city gate behind him shouted and rushed out. The dense spears instantly blocked the streets and followed the fierce general. The servant turned around without hesitation and rushed towards Master Li again. Before Master Li was holding the sword woke up, a servant pulled his horse's head. On the other side, the servant grabbed him to prevent his fall, and completed the turn on the street...

"Master, go quickly!"

They yelled in panic.

Then he dragged their master to run north as fast as possible.

The soldiers behind them, holding spears, seemed to surge out endlessly.

"Open the warehouse and release grain!"

Yang Dashuai, who had been successfully raiding Zhangjiawan forty miles, ran to chase the red robe official in front of him with a big knife...

Of course, you can't raid the capital!

He himself said that his subordinates were all mobs.

The cavalry of Yang Yuan and Zhang Shijue's troops have arrived, and at least 3,000 elite cavalry are in Fangjiazhuang. As long as he dares to go north to Beihongmen and Xiaohongmen to try to raid the capital, he will be attacked by elite cavalry immediately. Nearly 20,000 Jingbastions are also on the city wall. Even if he can indeed rush in, his subordinates will be quickly defeated by the cavalry.

He himself is in danger.

As Gu Yangqian said, the walls of the capital had long been covered with cannons.

Even if he was hit directly by the Franz shell, he would probably have a dead end.

Since this is the case, why do you have to take risks? This area is not just about the wealth gathering in the capital. Zhangjiawan and Tongzhou are all places where you want, but Tongzhou is not suitable. One is far away, and the other is Tongzhou. There is indeed more goods accumulated there than Zhangjiawan, but the warehouses there are all from the court. Zhangjiawan is different. This city is commercial, and the city is full of shops of wealthy and nobles in the capital.

The Lords of Gangnong didn't care that he had emptied his official warehouse, but moving their own shops would really make them unforgettable!

"I'm opening the warehouse and releasing grain. I'm eating and wearing damn, so I don't have to worry about finding Lao Yang!"

Yang Feng continued to howl excitedly.

However, he still didn't catch up with the red-robed official. The latter ran desperately under the protection of his servants and finally arrived at the north gate in front of him.

The north gate was opened by the escaped soldiers, and they ran out directly on the soldiers.

Yang Feng missed his encounter with Li Sancai, but he didn't care about this. The entire Zhangjiawan City had been awakened by him. The officials and the generals of the guards rushed out with their servants, and some of them had already fought with his subordinates.

But there are no field troops here.

Zhangjiawan itself is mainly military households in the garrison. Except for the generals and local gentry, some servants or slaves who can fight, those military households are completely undesirable.

There are some things that can be beaten in the former...

"Hurry up, kill this traitor and the court will reward 50,000 taels of silver!"

Accompanied by the roar, hundreds of elite servants rode their horses to Yang Feng, and an old guy behind them bravely waved his sword.

"ah!"

Yang Feng suddenly roared.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy sword in his hand was thrown out directly.

The steel monster weighing 120 kilograms was circling with a terrifying roar, and instantly crashed into the servants, and the next moment, it splattered blood and flesh.

The servants were all over the place.

Before they could wake up from this terrifying blow, Yang Feng had already roared with a terrifying roar and crashed into them at the same fierce speed. Then he raised his foot and picked up the blood-stained sword, and grabbed it in his hand and turned it into a bloody turn...

"Run quickly, this demon can do magic!"

Heart-wrenching screams rang out.

Then the servants turned around in horror and ran away. Before the poor old guy behind him could react, he was knocked to the ground by them and was submerged in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!