At the secret meeting here, the transactions on Changmen Street were in full swing. This street was already prosperous. Now that the store was closed, most of them had straw mats and set up a stall to occupy the road in front of the store. In addition, there were crowds of people, and the people in the city were eager to buy their daily needs, which made it even more shoulder to shoulder.

"Dongning camphor is not insect-eaten in the wardrobe."

"The folding fan, Japanese knife, sea cucumber, squid, and shark fin in Japan. Especially this sea cucumber is a good aphrodisiac. It is a long-term consumption and even more amazing! "

"The tiger skin, wolf skin, leopard skin, flower bear skin, and black bear skin in Sichuan are all good skins and materials. Tiger bones, tiger whip, snake skin, and snake gall are all good things to use as medicine. If you want to buy it, you will be gone if you come too late."

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In addition to the products of the Ming army controlled by the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, the Ming army in Fujian who spoke rude Fujian dialect sold the specialties of the officials. The Ming army in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas brought Japanese mates to the Japanese fleet, and the Ming army in Sichuan also took a boat to sell the prey they caught in Sichuan.

If it is lively, it is still the grain stalls in Huguang and Jiangxi, and ordinary people are waiting for rice to be put into the pot. As for these goods from afar, at least the noise was not very big in the morning. After all, after a few days of the market, ordinary people will still give priority to purchasing the urgently needed goods.

After lunch, the crowds on Changmen Street did not decline much. Many people went out in the second round to purchase some things that were not urgent, or to prepare in case the strike continued.

Outside the Changmen, a group of locals could tell at a glance that it was a guy who was writing about the blue-skinned strolling over. The people around knew that these people were not very easy to mess with, and with an attitude of not much trouble, they all flashed far away.

The man in the lead had a scar on his face, and his flesh leaked out. At first glance, he looked like a long worm lying on his face. The man led a crowd to a stall selling tiger whips.

"Your tiger whip can really strengthen your aphrodisiac?"

"That's not, what is a tiger whip? The tiger's whip is, it's the dragon spirit and tiger fierceness, the guy of the king of beasts, and the great tonic medicine for warming the kidneys and strengthening the aphrodisiacs, and it can still be fake."

The guy spoke in a Henan accent and answered indifferently. The Qingpi Head was quite surprised by his calmness, so he simply continued to ask.

"It's just aphrodisiac. Grandpa bought one and went back. If you can't play ten or eight little girls in one night, you're fake."

The green-skinned man looked like a rogue and scoundrel, clearly coming to cause trouble. After hearing this, the Henan man frowned, and several men who were selling goods around him came over immediately.

"Why, I won't let you talk about selling fakes. My fellow villagers, everyone will come and have a look. These country guys are running to sell fakes on the ground in Suzhou, but I won't let you talk about them."

As soon as the words were finished, behind everyone, a man with a Shaanxi accent opened his mouth and said slowly: "It's your guy who can't play with it!"

"Do you plan it? How dare you talk to our elder brother like this?!"

As soon as this was said, a group of green men surrounded him. Dozens of lazy men looked at the dozens of vendors with bad expressions. At the same time, one of the green men whistled, and soon hundreds of salt gang members emerged from various alleys, which was clearly about to take action here.

"Guerrilla, when I came, the Duke of the State said, "We should not make any life on His Highness the King of Qi's territory, so as not to explain it to His Highness the King of Qi."

After hearing this, the man with a Shaanxi accent took a look at the green-skinned head, and then shouted loudly: "I didn't even dare to stop the imperial guards or eunuchs when I entered the Forbidden City. Now a few gangsters dare to shout in front of me. His grandmother, give His Highness the King of Qi a face, just beat these bastards and broken bones, and save their lives!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guerrilla kicked the green-skinned head's belly, and more than a dozen vendors shouted, picked up the stick on his hand and rushed forward.

In just a moment, eight or nine green skins in front were knocked to the ground immediately, and all of them were hit in the vital parts, but none of them were killed on the spot. The attack was extremely sensible. It seemed that it was not just professional training, and it must have fought with others a lot on weekdays.

Fighting among Qingpi is a common thing, just like eating and drinking water, it is a master at home. However, in this moment, he was knocked to the ground by these vendors. No matter Qingpi behind him, even the children of the Salt Gang were shocked.

The Qingsie leader in the lead was also a cruel character who was fighting with other Qingsie gangs, who was ruthless and still had a bloody battle. He was knocked to the ground just after just a meeting. Qingsie's morale suddenly came down, and the vendors immediately rushed into the crowd like a slaughter and fought.

Seeing this, the group of salt gangs no longer hesitated. Relying on the large crowds and powerful forces, they hurried up to help the fist. However, before they could stop the decline of Qingpi, among the people watching the fun in the distance, there were more than a dozen men with Sichuan accents and mouths, "You are the one who is the one who is yelling" and rushed over. He immediately cooperated with the vendors to beat hundreds of salt gang children and flipped over.

On the street, more than 20 foreign men chased hundreds of local green skins and beat them up. They were quite regular in advance and retreat, just like a group of hungry wolves entering the flock. The latter was not to mention the power of fighting back, but even the ability to resist was not enough.

There is no surprise that this scene is the subordinates of Liu Tichun, Duke of Wan, Liu Tichun was General Guoyi of the Right Battalion of the Dashun Army. He followed Li Zicheng to the capital. His subordinates fought the Qin army in Shaanxi, the Guanning army in Liaoxi, and the Eight Banners army in Qing Dynasty. They were all old soldiers who fought hard battles. If they could still make the overall gentle and elegant place like Suzhou, they would also bully the rogues and rogues who bully the people and the original guard soldiers gained a advantage. That would be new.

The group later were under the command of Tan Wen, the Sichuan Ming Army, the Sichuan Ming Army, who had fought hard battles, and the local Ming army, who had fought many of them, but in recent years, the Sichuan Ming army fought with the Daxi Army, the Qing army, and the other local Ming army, all of which had been in battle. The sharp soldiers who had seen blood were not comparable to those of these green skins and salt gangs.

A group of bandits from all over the country, overthrowing the Ming Dynasty, and a group of Ming troops, the most well-established local Ming troops in Sichuan. They usually fight openly and secretly, and look down on each other. However, since they split up in Sichuan, they first united to fight against the Western thief Liu Wenxiu. After so long, they lived the same life of land reclamation in Sichuan. They also took a boat here to sell goods. With a common language, they had the possibility of fighting side by side.

At this moment, they were not fighting alone, but representing the entire Sichuan Ming army to beat these gangsters who were instigated by local tyrants and evil gentry in Suzhou. They represented the thousands of people in the north who died of hunger and cold due to the transfer of tax pressure from the Donglin Party in the Chongzhen Dynasty to greet the remnants of Donglin behind these rogues, representing fairness and justice to punish these hypocrites who treat the people as grass!

He punched him with one punch, his teeth were flying, and his nose was bleeding. He was everywhere he went, his nose was blue and swollen; he kicked him with one foot, his bones were broken, his tendons were spitting blood, and the sticks pointed to him were all shouting to the sky and the earth. Facing these Ming troops in Kuidong, the local gangsters were beaten to cry and called for their parents, and they hated that their parents gave them few legs.

On the street of Changmen, more than 20 Sichuan vendors chased hundreds of local salt gangs and beat them up. The people of Suzhou who were watching the fun were all stunned. Especially those who had bought things at the stalls of these two Kuidong Mingjun, they clearly remembered that these men selling Sichuan goods were easy to talk about, the price was fair, and they were even more genuine and honest. How could this be so cruel to beat people?

The people were speechless, and Wang Shimin and others who were watching the battle in the restaurant in the distance were also stunned. They had never fought a war and did not understand the difference between soldiers and gangsters at all, so they had nowhere to solve the question marks.

Not long after, the yamen runners and the garrison arrived, and the Qingpi and Salt Gangs had to save their lives. They ran to the yamen runners one by one and knelt down on the spot, begging the yamen runners to take them into the cell so that they would not be caught by these gods of killing again.

Among them, the leader was kicked by the guerrilla general and was knocked unconscious on the spot. He couldn't wake up for a while. He was talking about whether he could still use it for the rest of his life. Even his younger brothers didn't have time to drag him away. However, the blue-skin who was beaten to death just now relied on his ability to pretend to be dead and the few soldiers of Kui Dongming, and soon informed Wang Shimin and others about what the guerrilla general under Liu Tichun said.

"Break, thief!"

The "private salt dealer" opened his mouth wide, and when he talked about the word "break" he stuttered, his face was covered in disbelief.

What is a thief? Later generations often destroyed the Ming Dynasty's orthodox regime in Beijing, but it really destroyed the Ming Dynasty's orthodox regime in Beijing, causing the Ming Dynasty to collapse in the north. It was the Dashun army of the King of Rebellion Li Zicheng.

It flows to the north, kills people in the wild, and has thousands of miles of naked land, and has the infamous policy of blessing and torture. Let me ask, from the hellish Shaanxi in Chongzhen, struggling to survive, killing corpses and blood in the entire north, and regarding the landlord class as a thief who is not enough to live and die, how can he not be afraid of these gentry who live in such a peaceful place?

"This traitor Chen Wen, a traitor, dares to contain the thieves, and dares to contain the thieves. This is not the world of the Ming Dynasty. If these remnants are eliminated and they will be allowed to dominate here, what will we do in the future to meet the late emperor in the future?!"

Speaking of this, Wang Shimin, who had already been a little shaken when he realized that this was a trap, was so angry that he couldn't get the breath. Until he recovered a little, he shouted sternly to everyone around him like a mad tiger: "Contact the scholars outside the city, regardless of whether they have any fame or not, they will all be attracted. We will never share the same sky with the thieves!"

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Chapter completed!