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Chapter 1240 Yang Feng must die

"Bang...bang...bang..."

"The weather is dry and the things are dry... Be careful of the fire candle..."

A low and hoarse voice sounded in the streets and alleys of Hangzhou Prefecture, which was a sound of hitting people.

Dongzhufang is a gathering area for wealthy people in Hangzhou. Most of the people who live here are either rich or noble, so they are quiet on weekdays. However, there are more people in Dongzhufang tonight. A sedan chair quietly came to Yuanqing Hutong west of Dongzhufang and stopped. The curtain was opened. Then someone came out of the sedan chair and walked into the already opened courtyard gate.

In the backyard of a wide mansion, dozens of famous gentry from Hangzhou Prefecture gathered together. More than twenty candles as thick as a candle illuminated the lobby. The gentry named Peng, who retired as the Minister of Rites, sat on the head, and a middle-aged merchant was complaining to him.

"Mr. Qingshan, Yang Feng's visit to Hangzhou this time is a bad person. What should we do?"

"Five million taels of silver, this amount of silver is not a small amount. Such a large amount of silver is enough for us to form a fleet of ten seaborne ships."

"Yes, we can't take advantage of the person named Yang for nothing."

After the middle-aged merchants finished speaking, the gentry around them started to clamor.

The gentry named Peng is named Peng Shouli. He has been resigned for more than 20 years and has long become one of the leading figures in the business world in Hangzhou. He slowly said, "What do you think should you do?"

"this……"

After he asked this, everyone couldn't help but get stuck.

Peng Shouli glanced at everyone, "I think Yang Feng came with a large army and was unstoppable. We are just a merchant, how to fight against tens of thousands of elite soldiers, so we are just a mere discussion here, just to make people laugh."

After he said this, everyone was hoarse and lowered their heads and kept silent.

The merchant who was only the first to speak said angrily: "Can we let the Yang extort us?"

Someone said sadly and angryly: "I am a fisherman for the sake of the sword, what can I do if I do it?"

Looking at the angry and unwilling expression in everyone's eyes, Peng Shouli felt that the time had come, and said slowly from the side: "It's not entirely true, there is a way."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up: "Oh, what good strategy is there? Please come quickly by Gong Qingshan!"

Peng Shouli smiled slightly, picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table and shook them in front of everyone, and said to everyone: "Did you see, this is the cigarette sold by the Royal Ming Dynasty merchants, and a box costs one tael of silver. I guess the cost of this box of cigarettes is no more than 30 cents at most. Thinking about it, the profits here are really amazing."

Seeing the cigarettes in Peng Shouli's hand, no one said anything. In recent years, the royal trading companies of the Ming Dynasty have penetrated into every corner of the Ming Dynasty, and this kind of cigarette that is convenient to smoke is also one of them.

Since the Wanli period, tobacco from the Americas has been introduced to the Ming Dynasty. After nearly half a century, it has begun to spread throughout the Ming Dynasty. However, today, most of the Ming Dynasty smokes dry tobacco.

The disadvantage of dry tobacco is that it is not beautiful and not convenient to carry. In addition, the taste is relatively strong, which is also the reason why tobacco has not become popular in wealthy people on a large scale.

However, since the Ming Dynasty Royal Trading Company launched this exquisite cigarette, the situation has been completely different. Cigarettes quickly became popular among the rich people in the Ming Dynasty. In just a few years, those merchants would be embarrassed to talk about business if they didn't disperse a few cigarettes when they met each other.

Moreover, the prices of these cigarettes are quite flexible. The cheapest ones are only a dozen yuan, and if they are expensive, they will cost two or three cents or even one or two taels of silver. I heard that the most expensive cigarettes are even sold for more than ten taels, but generally speaking, those cigarettes are tributes, and most people can't see them at all, so they can buy them. The cigarettes that Peng Shouli now take out are the best ones that can be bought on the market.

Now when everyone heard Peng Shouli say that the cost of this box of cigarettes was only a dozen cents, many people thought about it carefully and their breathing became a little rapid. The cost of more than ten cents was sold at a price of one tael of silver. What a huge profit.

Noting the changes in everyone, Peng Shouli said slowly: "It's not just cigarettes, but the mirrors, white sugar, brown sugar, salt, and all kinds of exquisite things sold in the Royal Ming Dynasty Trading Company, which do not have a profit of several times or even dozens of times. Don't you want it?"

Hearing this, everyone not only breathed rapidly, but also had greedy eyes.

Someone shouted on the spot: "Mr. Qingshan, don't swear our appetite. Just tell me what we should do, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Qingshan, you are the pillar of our Hangzhou Prefecture. Just say something, we don't disagree."

Seeing the opportunity, Peng Shouli's wrinkled old face showed a hint of ruthlessness, "As the saying goes, it's good to say that a gentleman is not a toxic man, but he is not a husband. Originally, Yang Feng led his troops to help and drove away the bandits for us. The people of our Hangzhou Prefecture are indeed very grateful to him. Even if he doesn't say it, the filial piety we give him will not be short of, but who made him too greedy? Since this is the case, don't blame us for being cruel. We have to find an opportunity to give him..."

After saying that, Peng Shouli reached out and made a gesture of cutting his neck.

Seeing Peng Shouli's actions, everyone was excited and scared.

You should know that Yang Feng is the Duke of Xinguo of the Ming Dynasty and has heavy troops. If such a person is killed in Hangzhou Prefecture, what kind of huge waves will it cause? I'm afraid no one present can get out of it?

As if he knew the worries in everyone's hearts, Peng Shouli said slowly: "I know what you are worried about, please relax. Since I dare to propose it, I have already had a complete solution.

Besides, what if Yang Feng is so powerful? As long as he dies, all his power will disappear. Do you think that all the civil and military officials in the court will stand up for him?"

“Huh…yes…”

Everyone savored it carefully and thought that Peng Shouli's words were very reasonable.

Although Yang Feng is now extremely powerful, it is only based on his own powerful strength and military power. As long as he dies, the Jiangning army under his command will most likely be divided, and will definitely be divided by various forces in the court at that time.

It's hard to say how many of his subordinates would really avenge him, and more importantly, his children are less than three years old now. In other words, as long as he dies, no one can re-summon his subordinates. This is what makes them most moved.

Another question was: "Mr. Qingshan, what you said makes sense, but Yang Feng always hides in the military camp and almost never goes out. Even if he goes out occasionally, he is full of guards. How should we do it?"

"hehe……"

Peng Shouli sneered.
Chapter completed!
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