"Yes, what they owe us is not just us, they also owe all the military households and all the craftsmen in the world.

They owe debts.

I owe blood debts!”

Yang Feng yelled.

"Collection of debt!"

"We want to collect debts!"

...

Then the military households and craftsmen roared in an instant.

Chen Liangbi and Zheng Weizhong stood in the middle tremblingly, like two small boats in the storm. The only thing they could do was to apologize and beg for mercy. Although no one beat them up, it was still necessary to fill them with old phlegm. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were in a mess. The original uniform was like a torn rag, and their faces began to flow down.

Poor Taining Hou was still holding the sachet in his hand. Perhaps he was going to use this thing to fight against the strange smells on his body.

"quiet!"

Yang Feng slapped the table.

The trumpeter next to him blew the bronze trumpet again.

"You, tell me what household registration you have?"

He is not finished yet!

He had to make it clear at once and completely arouse the fighting spirit of all the people. After all, he had to face the biggest enemy next time. The capital was really not worth mentioning. These were just scumbags. Although they were prominent, they actually had no combat power at all. The gentry that they needed to face next was a truly combat-capable group. It would not work without a legion with sufficient combat power, and it would not work without sufficient rear mass groups.

Beijing is his best mass group.

"Little Wan civilian!"

The man quickly stood up and said.

“Do you pay taxes?”

"Master, do you dare not to hand over the deal?"

"Then why do you pay taxes?"

"Well, the official asked him to pay taxes. If he didn't pay taxes, he would get arrested and beat the board. The young man dared not ask anything else. He had to pay taxes for his family members."

"You pay taxes to support the emperor, officials, and these wealthy nobles. It is indeed your duty to pay taxes, but since they have received your support, they must do what they should do for you. They should protect you from thieves and not be wronged. They can provide you with relief when you are hungry and cold, and if you are bullied by others, they must uphold justice for you.

So I want to ask, do you think they did it?"

"The general is joking. If the official is not wronged, we will be blue sky. If we don't take away our food and clothing, we will be loving the people as our children. If we don't bully us, we will be good officials. How dare the young people expect anything else? The young people were occupied by Eunuch Zhang's family in the palace and sued them in the county government last year, but were beaten out for false accusations."

"Then what is the use of paying taxes to support them? Since you pay taxes to support them, they not only do not protect you, but instead bully you. What's wrong with you asking them for justice? They took your money and did not do anything to you. Is it wrong for you to ask them to get their own money back?"

"That's right!"

"Yes, that's right!"

Yang Feng said.

"Yes, that's right!"

"If we take our money and don't give us any services, we will get our money back!"

...

There is a roar of nationality.

"We are all right. They are wrong. They are sorry for us. We ask them to ask them for everything they owe us. This is also true. They owe us. They say we are traitors and say we are rebels. Then we tell them, we are rebels, we rebels, we should be rebels, we should rebels."

Yang Feng yelled.

"rebel!"

"We're just traitors!"

...

Everyone roared in unison.

"We not only have to be rebels ourselves, but we have to take all the military households, craftsmen and civilian households in the world to be rebels. As long as the court is still corrupt officials and officials, we will always be rebels!"

Yang Feng yelled.

After saying that, he took out a red cloth strip from his arms and then tugged it directly on his forehead. There was a reverse word written in the middle of the red cloth strip...

"We are all against the people!"

He said.

Then the soldiers next to him came over and carried a basket of the same red cloth strips.

The military households, craftsmen and civilian households stepped forward one after another, took out the same red cloth strips from it, and then pierced them on their foreheads like Yang Feng.

"Taizu was called the Red Turban Army back then. We were all after the Red Turban Army. Now we are restored to our ancestors. We are all Red Turban Army. Our ancestors, as the Red Turban Army, followed Taizu to clear the smell of thousands of miles, expel the Tartars, and restore China. Now we also want to clear the atmosphere of the monsters that have been thousands of miles long and let the sun and moon shine in the Ming Dynasty clear up.

Put corrupt officials in the city gate!"

Yang Feng yelled.

"Hold corrupt officials to the city gate!"

"Hang the princes and nobles in the flagpole!"

"Hang the princes and nobles in the flagpole!"

"Hang these two nobles first!"

"Hang up!"

...

Then Hou Taining and Hou Wu'an did not escape the disaster after all.

The rebellious people with red cloth strips flocked to them and held them down in their horror and screams. Fortunately, they either took their lives or tied them up and carried them outside the temple gate. As for the flagpole, it was indeed difficult to find for a while, and there was no street light. But this was not a problem. Some of the crooked neck trees outside were not equipped with the conditions for hanging street lights, so it was still easy to hang crooked neck trees. The two unlucky marquis were hung up immediately.

Simply hang up.

Just like Yang Feng interrogated Fan Bingbei before, he put his hands and feet behind him, tied them up with a rope, found a thick hemp rope in the middle, and then put them on the branch, and several people shouted and tried hard.

Then the marquis took off.

This beautiful scenery immediately attracted countless onlookers.

Outside Guangji Temple, there was originally Fuchengmen Street, with people coming and going every day, and to the south was the place where the Xicheng Military Commander was located. The nearby Xicheng City Censor immediately saw it, and then he came with a large number of archers to try to suppress it.

But then he became honest.

Yang Dashui is in charge!

"Is he a corrupt official?"

Yang Feng pointed to the city patrol censor led by the team.

"yes!"

"He is the most greedy!"

...

Countless shouts answered.

The Censor of Xicheng was so scared that he turned his head and ran away...

"Stop them quickly, stop them!"

He ran and screamed at the archers in horror.

The archers smiled and hugged each other to watch the fun. Then the censor was knocked down by the rebels, and then tied him up in his struggle and hung him directly next to the two marquises, but they were just hanging up just like them. There were also many rebellious people who could learn without a teacher and stood by them and played around. The two marquis and one censor just turned around and turned around. Then more and more idle people were attracted to watch, many of them were from Xianyifang opposite...

"Brothers, let's go and catch the Marquis of Fengcheng and hang up together!"

A clever ghost suddenly woke up, and then he immediately raised his arms and shouted...
Chapter completed!