midnight.

On the second-floor artillery deck of Zhenhai.

At this time, all the officers had already arrived. His Majesty the Emperor welcomed the army to serve the king and gave him a banquet for three days in Zhoushan. Of course, all the officers of the Zhejiang Navy were also in the scope of the banquet.

As for the cost...

The foreign merchants in Fanfang paid the bill.

His Majesty the Emperor came here and they could kneel down here to worship His Majesty. Of course, they could not without any expression. According to the rules, they would have to pay tribute. Now they would just let them convert the tributes they had originally prepared to pay tribute into silver and give the Emperor a banquet to the army to serve the army to the army to serve. His Majesty, who had long been familiar with overseas trade, had no scruples about these foreign merchants when they were in the swords. Anyway, the army to serve 100,000 troops to serve the king are here.

The scout of their houses was just a word from His Majesty the Emperor.

In the end, the merchants in Zhoushan Fanfang put together a million Spanish silver coins in tears to reward the emperor and the army to support the emperor.

Speaking of which, His Majesty the Emperor had already had a bit of Yang Feng's style when he was in the Fan Shang Dynasty.

The main officers of the Zhejiang Navy went ashore to the imperial banquet, and most of the remaining lower-level officers went ashore to find their own happiness. The trusted minions of the officers also fell asleep after drinking on the boat.

The messy artillery deck was crowded with people.

"The brothers of Anhai have arrived!"

Tang An, an agent of the Intelligence Department of the Deputy Marshal's Office of Nanjing, said.

Then he pulled a sailor who had climbed up the rope ladder from the gun door, and behind the latter several people were waiting on the boat to get on the boat.

There are many small boats behind this boat that are also approaching.

These were all from other warships. The four horizontal ships of Zhejiang Navy were Anhai, Zhenhai, Pinghai and Jinghai.

In fact, it was originally called Dinghai.

However, the gentry in Dinghai County opposed it and believed that it would be unlucky if it sinks.

So there is no such thing as the county name.

As for the names of those fighting ships, they are all kinds of auspicious beasts and beasts.

The undercover agents on the thirty-four warships in the port, together with their core comrades, arrived at the Zhenhai in batches.

The six comrades arriving on the Anhai quickly boarded the ship, then found a place to stand in the crowded cabin, looking at Yang Feng standing on a five-thousand-pound red barbarian cannon...

"Everything of ours is created by labor. Farmers grow grain, craftsmen make utensils, stove households dry salt, and everyone's labor creates these, and these should belong to the workers. The grain grown by farmers belongs to farmers, and the utensils made by craftsmen belongs to craftsmen. But craftsmen need food, so they can use their own utensils to exchange for grain with farmers. Farmers need to eat salt, or they can exchange their own utensils for salt from stove households. This is a fair world.

But we all know that the Ming Dynasty was not like this.

The grain grown by farmers is not their own, but the landlords. Even if they are self-cultivated farmers, they still have to pay various taxes to the emperor.

It's the emperor's.

The craftsmen made the utensils not their own, but their own.

Landlords do not work. They can take away farmers' grain by relying solely on the ownership of the land. Factory owners do not work either. With the ownership of the factory, they can take away the equipment made by craftsmen and sell it to their own.

This is called exploitation.

No work.

But parasitizes the workers and rely on various privileges to take away the workers' achievements for themselves.

This is the exploiter.

The emperor is an exploiter, the landlord is an exploiter, and the factory owner is an exploiter."

Yang Dashuai said to a respectful look like a mentor.

Although he didn't know him, his identity as a comrade-in-law sent by his superiors in Nanjing was enough to make those who had received some basic Red Turban Army education respect him.

not to mention……

The theory he talked about is so fresh again.

"Until the Grandmaster appears."

Yang Feng said.

When he said this, he was absolutely unchanged.

"Yang, Yang, is the Grand Marshal really still alive?"

A sailor said carefully.

The others also stared at Yang Feng with wide eyes.

"Of course, not only alive, but also completed the Western Expedition. Even Magui's old nest Yansui has been restored. Now the army is sweeping Ningxia."

Yang Feng said.

The cabin is full of excitement...

Yang Feng pressed his hands and signaled them to be quiet.

"Until Marshal Yang appears, he lets us know what is true fairness.

The landlords had their own land, and the landlords in the past also had to work. Those who did not work were not allowed to eat. The factory did not belong to a certain factory owner, but to all workers. Everything produced by the factory was part of the workers, and the money earned after selling was also distributed to the workers.

This is fairness.

But these are far from enough.

Because only a small part of the fairness has been achieved at present, most parts of the entire Ming Dynasty are still in the hands of those exploiters.

For example, Zhejiang.

They are even getting worse.

In the past, landlords exploited tenants and the government exploited farmers, but now those landlords become factory owners are even more cruel. In order to exploit more wealth in the factory, they use their land control to force farmers to plant cotton, sugarcane, mulberry trees, and prevent them from growing food, and force them to go to the city to make a living. Then they use their wages that are so low that they eat braised vegetables to drive them into the factory, and even force eight-year-old children to enter the factory, allowing the elderly to starve to death outside, and finally make themselves earn a lot of gold and silver.

These are right beside you, and even your relatives and friends are suffering such suffering.

Now they brought the emperor again, trying to continue to fight against the general under the banner of the emperor, and continue their exploiters' days here.

Did you agree?”

Yang Feng shouted.

"Don't agree!"

"Kill all the exploiters!"

...

The sailors roared excitedly.

Most of them are from this kind of origin, especially the old military households of the coastal guards. In the past, this area was full of coastal defense centers, and there were four guards of Guanhai, Dinghai, Ningbo and Changguo in Guangning Prefecture. After Wanli abolished the military household system, because this area was the Hongguang Dynasty, the generals were happier. They unscrupulously annexed the land of the garrison, and then began to plant cash crops, forcing the military households to either be serfs or go to the city to be refugees.

In this case, it becomes an inevitable choice for military families to join the navy.

They can see the situation on the shore clearly now. If the gentry did restrain themselves after Yang Feng came last time, but now with the emperor coming, everything has returned to its original state and even worsened.

In fact, it was this change that made these sailors quickly turn towards the Red Turban Army.

They all knew that only Marshal Yang could save the people.

"Yes, we don't agree. All the exploiters deserve to die. No matter what their identity is, they are landlords, factories, or even emperors, all the people who exploit the people deserve to die!

I was ordered by the commander of the Grand Marshal to lead you uprising.

We will use the cannons in our hands to tell the exploiters that their death is coming, and we will use the cannons in our hands to roar the people!”

Yang Feng said.

"Kill all the exploiters!"

"Boom them to death!"

...

The cabin was filled with enthusiasm.

"What are you making trouble?"

Suddenly, an angry shout rang behind them.

Yang Feng looked up at the officer who was about to whip him during the day...

"It's you, you guy. I'll see you don't look like a good thing during the day. Sure enough, I saw through it. Are you a spy from the Red Turban Army? How dare you tell the truth here to confuse the public and take down this spy!"

The officer pointed at Yang Feng and shouted.

Then there was a silence in front of him, and the sailors all looked at him with a fool's eyes.

"You, haven't you heard it? Hurry up and take down this spy. Don't listen to his evil words to deceive the public. Let's follow His Majesty the Emperor and follow the Dragon Minister!"

The officer said with a clear expression of panic.

"The minister who followed the dragon? My ancestors were the ministers who followed the dragon who followed the emperor. Now they have not delayed being harmed by you corrupt officials!"

A sailor in front of him sneered.

After saying that, he stepped forward.

"A bastard, rebellion is about to search the house!"
To be continued...