Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 661 Being slapped in the face
By the way, Yang Zhengshan had also been to Songhe Prefecture. When Tenglongwei had just started to develop maritime trade, he had been to Songhe Prefecture. At that time, he even blocked the ceremonial procession of a Censor-in-Chief.

Songhe Prefecture is still as prosperous as before, with a constant stream of people walking on the streets and customers coming and going in the shops on both sides.

If you only look at the scene inside the city, it is definitely a prosperous scene.

But when Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi hired a ship to leave Songhe City, they saw a completely different scene.

In the river, various tall and magnificent boats are sailing freely like a long dragon, fully demonstrating the prosperity and wealth of Songhe Prefecture. However, the fields on both sides of the river are a different scene. Poor people with pale faces, thin bodies and ragged clothes are sweating profusely in the fields.

From the white-haired elders to the seven or eight-year-old children, everyone worked hard under the scorching sun.

Their skin was tanned, their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with sadness and hopelessness.

The prosperity of Jiangnan has nothing to do with the poor people. The rich only belong to officials, merchants, wealthy families and martial arts forces. Ordinary people are just a group of serfs who are exploited at the mercy of others.

In the south of the Yangtze River, self-cultivating farmers have almost disappeared, and ordinary farmers have become tenants.

They had no land, so they could only support themselves by renting the land from landlords, or becoming farmhands and slaves of landlords and powerful people.

Jiangnan is the richest region in Dayong, but it is also the region where land annexation is most serious in Dayong.

Yang Zhengshan stood on the roof of the boat and looked at the poor people working in the fields, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The fall of the Darong Dynasty was inevitable.

Only if a tragic and genocidal catastrophe were to occur, shattering the prosperous Jiangnan region and reshuffling its wealth, could a new world full of vitality be created.

Given the current situation in Jiangnan, any policy or system is futile. Only when enough people die, enough rich people die, and enough powerful people die, can this fertile land become a truly prosperous place.

Just as Yang Zhengshan was observing the situation on both sides of the river, the captain walked onto the balcony of the ship and said humbly, "Master, Madam, there is something I need to discuss with you two!"

This ship was hired by Yang Zhengshan. It cost three hundred taels of silver to transport them from Songhe Prefecture to Longshu County. There were sixteen sailors, ten handymen, and four cooks on board.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

The captain of the boat apologized with a smile: "This is actually not a big deal. There are just ships from the Xinjiang Prince's Mansion blocking the river ahead. We may need to stay for half a day before we can pass!"

Yang Zhengshan was generous in giving the silver and his demeanor was extraordinary, so the captain naturally tried his best to meet his needs.

They may not meet a big customer as generous as Yang Zhengshan even once a year.

"Xinjiang Prince's Mansion?" Yang Zhengshan raised his eyes and looked ahead, and sure enough, he saw that the ship in front of them was slowing down.

"You Songhe Gang are still afraid of the Xinjiang Prince?"

Songhe Gang is a rather special underworld force. It is a gang founded by a group of boatmen. Although they are not strong in terms of strength, they have tens of thousands of boatmen as gang members.

Many of the ships sailing on the Song River belong to the Song River Gang.

"Master, you are joking. We in the Songhe Gang are just a bunch of poor people. How dare we offend the Prince's Mansion!" said the captain of the boat with a silly smile.

Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes and said, "Go ahead."

"Ah!" The captain suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Go ahead, you damn prince, it's not worth it for me to wait for half a day!" Yang Zhengshan glanced at the captain indifferently.

The captain felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and could not help but shiver all over. Yang Zhengshan's eyes were truly terrifying.

But no matter how terrifying Yang Zhengshan was, he didn't dare to ram the ship of the Prince of Xinjiang's Mansion.

The Prince's Mansion of Xinjiang is not someone that anyone can mess with. Let alone their Songhe Gang, even those famous martial arts sects dare not mess with the Prince's Mansion.

There are many princes and dukes in Darong, and there are a few in almost every province, but the princes and dukes of Darong do not have much power in the local areas. At most, they can bully the villagers.

But the Prince of Xinjiang’s Mansion is different, because the Prince of Xinjiang was canonized by Taizu Darong, and the first generation Prince of Xinjiang was Taizu Darong’s nephew.

In nearly four hundred years, the tentacles of the Xinjiang Prince's Palace have spread throughout the entire Jiangnan region.

Although on the surface it is just a prince's mansion of the Dayong royal family, in fact it is also a powerful force and a gang force.

The Prince of Xinjiang's Mansion used to be more low-key. After all, Prince of Xinjiang was severely punished during the reign of Emperor Chengping.

But now, Prince Xinjiang has almost become the local emperor of Jiangnan.

Yang Zhengshan's eyes could frighten the captain, but they could not suppress the captain's inner fear of the Prince Xinjiang's Mansion.

For the captain of the ship, Yang Zhengshan in front of him could only kill himself, but the Prince's Mansion in the distance could wipe out his entire family and even implicate the entire Songhe Gang.

Yang Zhengshan saw the fear in his heart, and a hint of coldness rose in his deep eyes.

Of course, he was not targeting the boat captain. Boatmen like the boat captain were just a group of people trying to make a living on Song River. Yang Zhengshan would definitely not have any dissatisfaction with him.

His target was the Prince of Xinjiang's Mansion.

It is absolutely not unfair that the Darong royal family lost their kingdom. If all the princes and dukes of the royal family were dragged out and beheaded, only one of them would be innocent.

There were two before, but after Chen Zhaoxuan's death, there was only one left, and that was Prince Yu Chen Wansong.

Chen Wansong lived in the Fengxian Hall in the imperial city for most of his life, so he did not do anything to harm the people, but none of his descendants were wronged.

And among the thousand people killed in the Prince of Xinjiang’s Mansion, it is estimated that no one of them is innocent.

"Hang this on the flagpole and then go over!" Yang Zhengshan took out a golden token and threw it to the captain.

The captain took the token in a panic. There were three big characters "Marquis of Jing'an" written on the front of the token, and four big characters "Hereditary without Change" written on the back of the token.

This was Yang Zhengshan’s previous token, but now it is invalid. The token in Yang Chengye’s hand is the real one.

"This~~" The captain was so shocked that he was speechless. He looked at Yang Zhengshan, then at the sign in his hand, and knelt down, "I, the humble servant, greet the Marquis!"

He had heard of the name of Marquis Jing'an.

However, he had only heard of the name of Marquis Jing'an and knew that Marquis Jing'an was in Chongshan Town. As for the rest, he knew nothing about it.

"Get up! Hurry! My time is precious and I don't have time to waste here!" Yang Zhengshan said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The captain responded as he prepared to stand up, but he stopped before he could fully stand up. "Well, well, Lord, it's not that I don't know what's good for me, it's just that we common people can't afford to offend the Prince's Mansion!"

The way he half-squatted and half-stood looked somewhat funny, and his face looked extremely bitter.

My Lord, you may not be afraid of the Prince's Mansion, but I am!

Now I have offended the Prince's Mansion. Once you get there and leave, if the Prince's Mansion pursues the matter, my life will be in danger.

Yang Zhengshan understood the captain's concerns and said directly, "I am Yang Zhengshan. If they dare to pursue you, tell me my name. If they still don't give in, I will definitely avenge you!"

After saying that, he grinned.

When he smiled, the captain was about to cry.

The captain of the ship was also a smart man, so he would not be able to understand what Yang Zhengshan meant.

Since we are helping him to take revenge, we should naturally wait until he dies before taking revenge.

"Go ahead. I really want them to come to my house!" Yang Zhengshan patted the captain's shoulder.

The captain of the ship was too afraid of the Prince's Mansion, so he had to give it some force.

He was in a bad mood today. He was in a bad mood before and it was even worse now.

He wanted to vent his anger on someone, but the captain of the ship was obviously not a suitable target. The Prince of Xinjiang's Mansion was more suitable.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away!" The captain of the ship understood very well that it was either death in the future or death now.

If he chooses to face the Prince's Mansion later, perhaps he still has a chance to survive, but if he chooses to go against Yang Zhengshan's wishes now, he may be thrown into the river to feed the fish.

In fact, he still misunderstood Yang Zhengshan. Even if he rejected Yang Zhengshan, Yang Zhengshan would not really do anything to him.

No matter what, Yang Zhengshan is an innate warrior, he would not attack an ordinary ship captain.

Yang Zhengshan was just forcing him a little and would not really do anything to him.

The captain got off the cabin, and the ship began to sail slowly towards the center of the river, passing one cargo ship or passenger ship after another that had stopped, and headed towards the ship of the Prince's Mansion that was blocking the river.

The captain took down the flag of their Songhe Gang and hung up Yang Zhengshan's token instead.

The golden token hung on the flagpole, sparkling in the sunlight.

Anyone with enough knowledge can see the token.

"Stop, stop. If you dare to come forward again, I will kill you on the spot!"

On the river, the ship of the Prince's Mansion was a warship, two meters high, with a crossbow on the deck. Its size was similar to the medium-sized Haicang ship of the Shenmu Navy, but it was an inland warship, a flat-bottomed sand boat.

As the ship where Yang Zhengshan was located approached, someone on the ship shouted loudly, and at the same time, the six crossbows on the deck were all pointed at the ship.

Yang Zhengshan, who was standing on the terrace of the ship, looked slightly gloomy when he saw this scene.

The crossbow is strung, it means he is really planning to take action!

Shit, his token had no effect at all!

Got slapped in the face!

On the deck, the captain looked like he was about to cry. He turned his head to look at Yang Zhengshan, as if saying: My lord, your token is useless. People don't give you face.

Yang Zhengshan felt a little embarrassed. The key point was that Yu Qingyi was still giggling, as if she was mocking him.

"Husband, do you want me to dismantle this boat?" Yu Qingyi said with a smile.

She just thinks that her current husband is very funny, with a dark face, puffing beard and glaring eyes, which is very interesting.

"No, I can take it down myself!"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped it in front of him as if he was swatting a mosquito.

Click!

Thunder boomed.

What followed was a loud bang, and the warship in front was shaken violently and sank three feet, and the masts and sails on the ship all exploded in an instant.

As for the sailors and soldiers on the ship, they were blown away by a hurricane and fell into the river in the blink of an eye.

"past!"

Yang Zhengshan said loudly.

The captain was stunned, but came to his senses after his reminder and quickly directed the sailors to operate the sails or row the oars to move forward.

The people on the boats that stopped behind almost popped their eyes out of their heads.

They were shocked at Yang Zhengshan's methods and at the fact that someone dared to attack the Prince's Mansion's ships.

For a moment, they were stunned. Their heads seemed to have turned into a paste and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

Who dares to attack the warships of the Prince’s Mansion?

Who is this? What is this method? Is he a congenital warrior?

In fact, the answer to the latter question is the same as the former one. It should not be considered an answer that goes against common sense that a congenital warrior dares to attack the warships of the Prince’s Mansion.

Unfortunately, most people are in a confused state and have not thought of this yet.

The ship moved forward slowly. Yang Zhengshan was on the ship, looking at the soldiers swimming in the river with an expressionless face.

He didn't kill anyone, he just destroyed the ship.

After the boat sailed for three hundred feet, Yang Zhengshan saw a pier. At the pier was a large and gorgeously decorated ship. The ship's tower was three stories high, one story higher than the ship Yang Zhengshan was on.

There were quite a few soldiers on the dock, and they were on alert, probably because the ship in front was destroyed.

Behind the group of soldiers there was a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes. I think he was from the Prince of Xinjiang's Mansion, but I don't know who he was.

Yang Zhengshan doesn't know much about the Prince of Xinjiang's Mansion, nor does he know who the current Prince of Xinjiang is.

However, the person in front of him was definitely not the Prince of Xinjiang, because the prince was not allowed to leave the royal city without an imperial edict.

"Who are you? How dare you disrupt the ceremonial procession of the Prince's Mansion!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

I don’t know what these people were thinking. They knew how the previous ship was destroyed, yet they still dared to shout.

Do they really think that the reputation of the Xinjiang Prince's Mansion can intimidate innate warriors?

Perhaps it was because the Xinjiang Prince's Mansion was used to being arrogant in Jiangnan, or perhaps they did not expect that the one who made the move was a congenital warrior. In any case, they just shouted and vaguely made moves to intercept the ship.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the middle-aged man, his lips curled up slightly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed, and the token hanging on the flagpole flew into his hand.

The next moment, he swung his hand, and the golden token shot towards the middle-aged man like a sharp arrow.

The middle-aged man was also staring at him. When he saw his actions, his face suddenly changed and he turned around and tried to avoid him.

At the same time, four warriors dressed in green robes beside the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and drew their swords to block the flying token.

The smile on Yang Zhengshan's lips became increasingly cold.

The cultivation base of those warriors was not low, one was half a step to the innate realm, one was at the ninth level of the acquired realm, and the remaining two were at the eighth level of the acquired realm.

With the background of the Xinjiang Prince's Mansion, it is not easy to recruit so many masters.

Martial arts are prosperous in Jiangnan, and there are many masters, but martial artists at the ninth level of the acquired realm and half a step to the innate realm are not common people either, and almost every one of them is a famous figure.

But they obviously underestimated Yang Zhengshan.

(End of this chapter)