"Your Majesty will definitely suppress the ministers and cleanse the morale!"
As events unfolded, the gentry panicked.
They have been the top predators of the Ming Dynasty since they became famous, and their lives are not to mention how comfortable they are.
But now the sky has changed!
The emperor wanted to move their jobs, and he also sent Fang Xing, a butcher, who was obviously serious.
Whoever touches my job, I will kill the whole family!
In the past, they had this confidence, but with the gradual lifting of the external troubles of the Ming Dynasty, the king could set all his eyes on the country, and they found that this confidence was gradually dissipating.
Only then can we see Zhu Di's foresight.
First of all, he reorganized the army and cleaned up a lot of black sheep.
Then came martial arts, which broke the so-called rudiments of Jiangmen.
In the end, Emperor Wen also left several firearms guards to the future heir, which was the biggest guarantee in the capital, and if there was something going on in various places, it could be suppressed at any time.
Press!
The testament left by Emperor Wen to his children and grandchildren is this word.
If you don't accept it, I will press it!
Hold you down by force!
And Zhu Zhanji obviously took over the mantle of Zhu Di and directly sent his most trusted Fang to wake up.
More than a dozen heads, Mr.
Seventeen's broken legs, these are all pressing!
The city of Jinan is waiting, and countless people are waiting.
Everyone was waiting for the messenger from the capital, and then ......
"There will be no changes in this matter, we must keep an eye on those people, if anyone makes a mistake, we must do it immediately, remember, don't hesitate, and nip the crisis in the bud."
In front of Fang Xing sat Chang Yu and Qian Hui, as well as the prefect Huang Lu.
After Qian Hui and the others finished speaking, they asked: "Xinghebo, in the land of Jinan, there are many gentry, what should I do when the time comes?"
” Huang Lu smiled bitterly: "Yes, Xia Guan has been visiting everywhere in the past few days, not only the gentry are angry, but those farmers who have contributed are also scolding. ” "That's someone instigated!"
Fang Xing was talking nonsense when he opened his eyes.
Those farmers who contributed enjoyed lower rents than taxes, so they were naturally dissatisfied with this policy.
"The people are easy to be bewitched, so you have to calm down, and tell them that in the future, there will be more and more fields that can be divided, farm tools will be more and more labor-saving, and seeds will be more and more productive, and you must believe in Your Majesty, and you must believe in Daming!"
Fang Xing felt that he was preaching, and he wanted to convey the concepts he thought were correct to these people, and then slowly spread.
"The people will blindly obey, so we need to guide, there are not enough fields?
Emigrate, you don't want to emigrate, so who is to blame?
Can Your Majesty still take someone else's land for you?
” "Let them know that the rent they pay to the gentry every year will be turned into a loan in a famine, and at last they will be taken away with interest, and at last they will become slaves of other people's families."
Chang Yu said calmly: "Xing and Bo, but these must be based on the fact that the taxes are within the scope of the people's bearing, the official understands that taxes are one thing, at least it will not make the people unable to survive, but the various apportionments below are the big ones, and the people are ruined by these apportionments, and the family runs away if they can't bear it." ” "Taxes will improve slowly."
Fang Xing groaned for a moment and said, "Benbo still hopes to see a tax system. ” "A tax system?"
After all, Chang Yu was a political envoy, but after a little thought, he understood what Fang Xing meant, and he said, "Xinghebo, what do you mean......
As in the former Song Dynasty, did you attribute all the labor to the acres and the dingkou, and then pay them together with the field tax?
” Fang Xing nodded appreciatively and said, "Master Chang is keen, this is indeed what he meant, but he hasn't told His Majesty yet. ” "Xinghebo, this matter is beneficial to the country and the people, but it is a salary from the bottom of the kettle!"
Huang Lu said in a panic: "How was Wang Jinggong back then?
In the end, it had to end in disgrace.
It would offend the gentry to abolish these privileges now, if it were a tax system......
Xiaguan ......
This is an offense to the officials of the world!
” Qian Hui said with a solemn face: "Xinghebo, offended the gentry, the Ming Dynasty will be in chaos for a while, and it will still be in danger within ten years."
If you offend the officials again, the lower officials think it is not advisable. ” Fang Xing nodded, and after they left, Wang He came in and said with a look I had expected: "Our family has already said that this matter is unreliable, how about it?"
” Fang Xing shook his head, and then looked at the ground quietly.
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"I never thought about getting this right now, I just wanted to see what the local officials thought about it, and now it seems ......"
Wang He said entangledly: "Xinghebo, Your Majesty's side ......"
Fang Xing raised his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll always be in the way." ” Bang!
The first rain of early autumn moistened the earth.
Yu Qian stood on the ground, looking at the freshly harvested field empty, leaving only the root stubble of wheat.
He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and said, "Why are those people lazy?"
” Early morning is the time to herd cattle, but there are no cows on the ground, and there are no cows herding babies.
The little official next to him said, "My lord, half of the land in the village is ......
When the people heard that all the taxes were to be collected, they made a commotion, and the family also stood by and watched, let alone cattle, and they didn't have the heart to cook. ” Yu Qian saw that there was no cooking smoke in the village not far away, so he pulled his legs over.
When I arrived in the village, I saw only the children playing in front of the house, but not the adults. “…… That land belongs to our family, and if we all collect taxes, we will come back, and we will definitely have to come back!
Otherwise, if the government collects taxes, his family will definitely have to add them, and how will this family live at that time!
” A woman was screaming, and then a man's voice came.
"It's hard to ask!
The title deed can be in his house, and now he is angry, and if he doesn't get it right, his family will be put in prison, hey!
” "Then go to the government, those people made the paperwork back then!"
"You stupid woman!
Even if you win, what can you do?
Those little officials can kill us!
” Yu Qian stood outside the house, his face sinking like water.
"My lord...", the little official who came with him said embarrassedly: "The countrymen don't know anything, this is nonsense." ” "But the official thinks that this is very insightful."
Yu Qian said coldly, and then said inside: "Master, can you give a bowl of water to drink?"
” The quarrel inside came to an abrupt end, and then a barefoot man came out, and when he saw that Yu Qian and the little official were both in green shirts, he arched his hand and said: "The family is pickled, if the nobles don't dislike it......"
Inside, a woman was weaving cloth in the house, and when she saw Yu Qian and the two coming in, she didn't bother to get up, but she didn't give a face.
A seven or eight-year-old boy ran into the house, and then hid behind the door and looked at Yu Qian, his curious gaze made Yu Qian's heart depressed.
The man got two bowls of water and said apologetically: "Nobleman, the tea leaves in the small house are too coarse, and I dare not give them a drink ......."
"That's great, thank you."
The drizzle was falling, and Yu Qian took the opportunity to drink water and asked, "Brother, are you afraid that you will not return to the ground?"
” The man laughed and said, "No, the land belongs to someone else's family, and the small ones are just tenants." ” Yu Qian sighed slightly in his heart, then took out a treasure banknote and said, "I have some fate with your family, maybe I have dinner here at noon?"
” The man's eyes lit up, and he pushed back: "It's simple to eat, it's just coarse tea and light rice, I'm afraid that the nobles won't like it, as for ......
Money, that's not wanted, not wanted. ” Yu Qian couldn't help but stuff the treasure money into his hand, and then pushed back and forth a few times before the man turned around and scolded: "How much money can you get in exchange for weaving and weaving?"
Go and cut a piece of meat, kill a chicken, and wine. ” The woman was furious, and when she came out, she was ready to drive people away, and when she saw the treasure money in her husband's hand, she immediately went with the basket with joy, and took the child away by the way.