"So, this is the magic weapon that allows you Daxia men to be irresponsible?"
Mrs. Zhu was lying on the short couch and said with a smile on her face.
"Do you understand this is called a win-win situation?"
Yang Feng said while lifting his pants.
As for why he has this...
This thing is very useful.
Then he was pleasantly surprised to find that he finally had an artifact that could control the flowers.
"Pooh!"
Mrs. Zhu sighed.
Then she looked at Yang Feng expectantly...
"Are you coming again tonight?"
she asked.
“Not free tonight!”
Yang Feng answered simply.
"You have no conscience, just eat up and leave?"
Mrs. Zhu said resentfully.
Yang Feng looked at her speechlessly, then picked up his belt from beside her.
"Madam, do you still want me to be responsible?
Okay, I can take responsibility, but can you let me take responsibility?
You don't even dare to tell me your true identity.
We are both adults. Although I am not married and you are not married, no, your husband is dead, but we can only talk about what we need, and we can contact each other when we have time in the future. Other than that, there is nothing. Although I
I don’t know your true identity, but you are definitely not an ordinary person, at least you must be a relative of the royal family and a noble person.
With your status and the current moral values of your Ming Dynasty, it is probably impossible for you to remarry.
So relax!
Don't get too hung up on that.
Life is short, and you are like this again, why not be happy, hello, me, hello everyone, and we will make an appointment when we have the opportunity."
he said.
"Then can women of your Daxia country remarry?"
Mrs. Zhu said.
"It is said that there are at least two to three million divorced couples a year. Do you think it is possible? We are not worried about them remarrying, but how to prevent them from remarrying. Think about it this way, although your moral values are indeed very excessive at this time, but the trend is
The other extreme doesn’t seem to be good either.”
Yang Feng said.
After saying that, he walked straight out.
The sun is almost out here, and we will be easily exposed if we don’t leave.
"You'd better be careful. There are many people in the court who want you to die."
Mrs. Zhu said lazily from behind.
Yang Feng stopped immediately, then turned around...
Mrs. Zhu was leaning on the short couch and looking at him seductively.
"I suddenly remembered that I don't seem to have anything to do tonight. Wait for me. I have many new things to appreciate with you."
Yang Feng said with a smile.
Then he turned around and left amid Mrs. Zhu's laughter.
There were indeed many people in the court who wanted to kill him.
First, Zhu Yunwen's family.
By this time, it had already spread among the government and the public that it was he who had bewitched Zhu Yuanzhang to appoint Zhu Yunxi instead of Zhu Yunwen. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang's previous performance was obviously more inclined to Zhu Yunwen, but after his appearance, Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude towards Zhu Yunwen suddenly changed.
I used to be a good grandson.
Where did this little brat come from now?
This made Zhu Yunwen very confused. He really couldn't understand why his grandfather, who had always doted on him, suddenly stopped loving him.
Therefore, Zhu Yunzhen clique hated Yang Feng with all his teeth, but his clique's strength was negligible. His grandfather Lu Ben had died long ago, and the latter himself was just an ordinary official. It was said that he was a descendant of Lu Wende. I don't know whether it was true or not.
Zhu Yunwen's closest confidants were several civil servants. When Zhu Yuanzhang clearly intended to appoint him, those civil servants had already started to attack him. The leader should be Liu Sanwu, a Hanlin scholar.
Compared with Zhu Yunxi, who is becoming less and less like a holy lord and wise king, it is obvious that Zhu Yunqi is more in line with the wishes of civil servants.
Behind Zhu Yunxi is the Chang Yuchun family.
He is a military commander.
Zhu Yunxi's succession to the throne means that the status of the general group will be more stable.
Of course the civil servants didn't like him.
But they had nothing to do with Zhu Yunxi, so they had to vent to Yang Feng. During this period, there were more and more rumors about Yang Feng. He was just a monster before, but now he has become a monster. There are also rumors that he turned into a spirit.
of.
Zhu Yuanzhang watched the fun.
He was also worried about Yang Feng, so demonizing Yang Feng among the people was in line with his wishes.
In this way, there is no need to worry about Yang Feng gaining public support. Otherwise, with all the good things this guy has come up with and the various changes he has brought about in the Ming Dynasty, it is certain that he will be worshiped by the people, and he may even be regarded as a sage.
This was not what he wanted to see, so in a sense, the more Yang Fengyue was scolded, the more notorious he became, the more in line with His Majesty's wishes.
Second, the lineage of the two kings of Yan and Jin.
To be precise, it is actually the Xu family and the Jin Wang family.
Of course the Xu family is very simple, after all, he injured Xu Yingxu.
Moreover, several domestic slaves died.
It can be said that the Xu family is very embarrassed, especially since Yang Feng has not apologized yet.
As for the Jin Dynasty, it was because he bewitched Zhu Yuanzhang that they threw the Jin King into Gansu. In fact, including the fact that the Xu family did not like him, there were similar reasons. After all, Zhu Di was also because he bewitched Zhu Yuanzhang, and behind Zhu Di were the kings of Zhou and Xiang.
In fact, except for the King of Liao, the other vassal kings have no good impressions of him. Since he can bewitch Zhu Yuanzhang and kick the two kings of Yan and Jin until they cannot return home, it will definitely develop to other vassal kings.
Everyone is simply in danger!
Although everyone knows that the culprit is actually their father.
But……
They dare not hate their father!
The bottom line is that Yang Feng acted as the scapegoat for Zhu Yuanzhang. Those in the court who dared not hate Zhu Yuanzhang used him as a substitute. However, the possibility of killing him was not high. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang just liked to see him hated by the ministers in the court.
.But if someone wants to kill him, His Majesty the Emperor will be the first to refuse. Zhu Yuanzhang still has a lot of things to rely on him, so at least until His Majesty the Emperor dies, no one is allowed to kill him.
It is hard to say whether he took Yang Feng with him before his death because he was worried that his descendants would not be able to control him.
You won't want him to be buried, right?
At this time, the burial ceremony had already begun, and Zhu Biao had two concubines buried there.
Therefore, when Zhu Yuanzhang was about to die, that was when he was in real danger.
But not now.
In short, wanting to kill him and daring to kill him are two different things now.
Yang Feng, who had left his job, was riding a horse in Suzhou in the early morning. This city should be regarded as the most prosperous in the Ming Dynasty.
It is more prosperous than Nanjing.
Although it was Zhang Shicheng's hometown, there are many legends about being discriminated against by Zhu Yuanzhang.
Of course, most of them are made up.
For example, Suzhou’s heavy endowment.
But in fact, even the heaviest official land is only one-tenth of the tax, and most of these official land were owned by Zhu Yuanzhang who was not from aristocratic families, and then he happily divided the land rent that originally belonged to these gentry with the tenant serfs.
…
That's why I was scolded.
After all, it’s definitely not the tenant farmers who can leave articles criticizing them.
Moreover, as the richest place in the world, it is a normal way for a ruler to bear relatively high taxes and then lower taxes in remote and poor places. In our Qing Dynasty, the emperor personally came to cut leeks. Why did Mago go to the south of the Yangtze River?
Even if you carry a knife to cut leeks, you will always come back with a full harvest every time you go to the south of the Yangtze River. So there is no difference in the thinking. It is just that Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the side of the tenants and worked with the tenants to cut the gentry, while Ma Ge stood on the side of the gentry and condoned the gentry cutting off the tenants, and then and
Seventy-three points for a wealthy gentleman...
Seventy percent is his.
But even so, he is still the Holy Lord and Mingjun in the eyes of the wealthy gentry.
As long as they are not on the side of the tenants, they are all Holy Lords and Mingjuns. Therefore, our Yuan Dynasty was a prosperous age, and our Qing Dynasty was also a prosperous age. Only the one in the middle is a tyrant who needs to be cursed from generation to generation.
Zhu Yuanzhang always made himself look out of place because he refused to join the others.
This is reality!
Yang Feng walked sadly like this until he was stopped by a middle-aged man...
"Master!"
The latter said with a flattering look on his face.
"If you have anything to say, hurry up!"
"Sir, the younger one is a trader from Zhejiang. I heard that the elder collects gall alum, and there are a lot of gall alum on the small boat. I would like to ask the elder to come and take a look. They are all good products."
"If you bother me with such a trivial matter, send it to Suzhou Guard."
"My lord, I have a small business and I don't dare to deal with the government. If you are interested, go and have a look. If you are not interested, forget it. It's not that the small ones on the left and right cannot be sold. My lord, I am a brave man."
It is used in drug stores, and the dosage is not large. If you don't go to Tongshan, it is not easy to collect a large amount from the private sector. Small businesses do this kind of business all year round.
If you want it again in the future, I can get it for you in any number of small sizes."
The man said.
Yang Fengruo looked at him with interest.
This is something!
The latter just continued to put on that flattering smile.
"lead the way!"
Yang Feng said.
He's not a shy person. There's nothing he wouldn't dare to go to once he has a gun in hand.
The man quickly led the way.
They went straight south out of Panmen, then boarded a boat that was obviously waiting for them. They continued south across the moat and entered the canal channel. There was a fleet of boats on the shore, but the boat continued to move forward. Yang Feng calmly admired both sides of the bank.
In spite of the scenery, the man continued to maintain that flattering smile.
But the two punters stared at Yang Feng warily.
And it's obvious that these two people are not good people.
They went all the way to Yitang, and then headed west to Catfish Mouth. The man looked at Yang Feng warily. Seeing that Yang Feng was still unresponsive like a novice, he couldn't help but smile. They entered Catfish Mouth like this.
The fish mouth reaches the surface of Taihu Lake...
"Hey, are there finless porpoises here?"
Yang Feng looked curiously at a group of finless porpoises emerging from the lake.
They were jumping out of the lake next to a large ship not far away, and the ship was heading this way.
"Sir, this finless porpoise is not a rare thing in Taihu Lake."
The man said.
"Hurry up and catch one for me."
Yang Feng said.
"Well, the old man is joking. This thing is in the water. How can I catch it?"
The man said with a smile.
"Then go into the water and catch it!"
Yang Feng said.
The next moment, he kicked this guy into Taihu Lake.
The long poles in the hands of the two punters immediately stabbed him in the chest. Yang Feng grabbed one with each hand at the same time and pushed forward suddenly. The strength gap between the two of them was too big compared to his. They were caught off guard and were pushed backwards and fell down.
The pole was let go. The long pole in Yang Feng's hand was like two super long sticks smashed down. The two of them jumped into Taihu Lake as fast as possible, and then pulled out their knives in the water. Yang Feng held a long pole in each hand, just like holding a pole.
Two harpoons poked at them respectively.
The two were immediately pushed into the water.
"The ambassador has mercy, the poor monk just wants to treat the ambassador to a drink!"
Then on the big ship not far away, an old monk with a loud voice shouted.
Yang Feng smiled.
He raised the long pole in his right hand and threw it directly like a javelin.
The old monk looked at the long pole flying toward him and turned slightly sideways, then caught it with one hand. Although he was led back two steps, he still stood firm. Behind him, a dozen civilians dressed up quickly poured out with bows and arrows.
The cabin, but he was immediately shouted back, and he saluted Yang Feng on the deck...
"Amitabha, I wonder if the ambassador can give me a favor?"
he said.
Yang Feng pushed the boat over by himself.
He looked at the height difference, then jumped directly up.
It's just a big boat in Taihu Lake, and it's obviously carrying cargo. It's a little more than one meter higher than the lake level. With his current jumping ability, he doesn't need a run-up at this height. His current physical fitness is basically in line with the modern world.
The record is set, and the modern standing high jump world record should be 1.75 meters, and even with weights, he can now reach this standard.
In short, he is basically a collection of various known limits of the human body.
"If the ambassador had been born thirty years ago, he would have been a fierce general who dominated the world."
The old monk said kindly.
"So you're old!"
Yang Feng said.
Then he simply sat down at the wine table that had been set up in the back and poured himself a glass of wine...
"Is this wine not poisoned? I was poisoned last time."
he said.
This is obviously soju, it looks very clear.
"If the wine is clear, it is non-toxic. Whether it is aconite or other medicines, the turbidity will be visible if they are added to the wine. Therefore, they are all added to the rice wine. No one has poisoned the soju, and it can be seen at a glance."
The old monk sat down opposite and said.
As he spoke, he poured himself a glass, then made a gesture of inviting me, and then drank it all in one gulp.
Yang Feng drank it happily.
"Speaking of which, you, a monk, also drink alcohol? After the wine and meat passed through your intestines, did you leave it in the heart of the Buddha?"
he said.
"How can the Buddha remain in my heart after all the wine and meat have passed through my intestines? The poor monk is indeed a monk, but a monk may not eat fast and chant Buddha's name. Even if he eats fast and chants Buddha's name, it may not be a pious belief in Buddha. Besides, if he has not confessed his serious sins, why should he fast and chant Buddha's heart?
Why should a person who is not ashamed be afraid of ghosts and gods?"
The old monk said.
"Then you have a clear conscience?"
"The poor monk also committed serious sins, but he felt that instead of eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, it would be better to practice medicine to save people."
"It's a good idea to lead a group of armed men who are comparable to pirates to practice medicine and save people. They will kill you first and then save you."
"They are just merchants selling medicinal materials, but they are familiar with the poor monks, so they travel on a boat. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty did not prohibit folk weapons. As merchants, they traveled all over the country and traveled far and wide. Bandits were inevitable along the way. It is reasonable to carry weapons, right?"
The old monk said calmly.
The merchants who were all around and carrying weapons looked at Yang Feng eagerly.
"Reasonable, very reasonable, but I like using this!"
Yang Feng said as he took out a grenade, pulled out the safety cover and threw it into the lake.
Then the grenade exploded in the lake.
Amid the screams and chaotic avoidance of the businessmen, the lake water stirred up by the explosion fell like rain, while Yang Feng and the old monk sat there and continued to look at each other calmly...