"Your majesty will certainly suppress the ministers and clean up the scholar style!"

As things went on, the gentry panicked.

Since they became famous, they have been the top hunters in Daming. They live a happy life.

But now the weather has changed!

The emperor wanted to change their jobs, and sent Fang Xing, the butcher, who was clearly serious.

Whoever moves my job, I'll kill my family!

Once they had this confidence, but with the gradual lifting of the foreign invasion in the Ming Dynasty, the king could focus all his attention on the country. They found that this confidence was gradually dissipating.

At this time, we can see Zhu Di's foresight.

First of all, he was the whole army and cleaned up many black sheep.

Then came martial arts, which broke the so-called prototype of Jiangmen.

Finally, Emperor Wen left several firearm guards for his future heirs, which is the greatest guarantee in the capital. Moreover, when there are events in various places, they can go out to suppress them at any time.

Press!

This is the word in the will left by Emperor Wen to his descendants.

If you don't accept it, I'll press it! Hold you down with force!

Zhu Zhanji obviously took over Zhu Di's mantle and directly sent his most trusted party to wake up.

More than ten heads, Mr. 17's broken legs, these are pressing!

Jinan City is waiting, and countless people are waiting.

Everyone is waiting for the messenger in the capital, and then

"There will be no change in this matter. We should keep an eye on those people. If anyone makes a mistake, we should do it immediately. Remember, don't hesitate to nip the crisis in the bud."

In front of Fang Xing sat Chang Yu and Qian Hui, as well as the magistrate Huang Lu.

Qian Hui waited for Fang to wake up and asked, "xinghebo, the land of a government in Jinan, there are many gentry. What should we do when we make trouble together?"

Huang Lu said with a wry smile, "yes, the lower official has visited everywhere these days. Not only the gentry are furious, but also the farmers who have offered them are scolding. If the lower official hadn't run fast, I'm afraid this head would have to be smashed."

"It was instigated!"

Fang woke up and lied.

Those farmers who contribute enjoy lower land rent than taxes, so they are naturally dissatisfied with this policy.

"People are easy to be bewitched, so you should calm down and tell them that there will be more and more fields to share in the future, farm tools will be more and more labor-saving, and seeds will be more and more productive. Trust your majesty and Daming!"

Fang Xing felt that he was preaching. He wanted to convey his correct ideas to these people, and then spread slowly.

"The people will follow blindly, so we need to guide. There is not enough land? Emigrate. Who is to blame if you don't want to emigrate? Can your majesty still take other people's land for you?"

"Let them know that the land rent they pay to the gentry every year will become a loan in famine years. Finally, they will take them and their real estate with interest, and finally become slaves of others."

Chang Yu said calmly, "Xinghe Bo, but these should be based on the fact that taxes are within the scope of the people. I learned that taxes are one thing, at least they won't make the people unable to endure, but the following apportionments are the big head. The people are ruined by these apportionments. When they can't bear it, they run away."

"Taxes will slowly improve."

Fang woke up and said, "Benbo still hopes to see a tax system."

"One tax system?"

After all, Chang Yu is the chief envoy, but after a little thought, he understood Fang Xing's meaning. He said, "xinghebo, do you mean... Like the previous Song Dynasty, attribute all the labor to Tianmu and Dingkou, and then pay it together with the land tax?"

Fang Xing nodded admiringly and said, "Lord Chang is sharp. That's really what he meant, but he hasn't told his majesty yet."

"Xinghebo, it's good for the country and the people, but it's a drastic draw!"

Huang Lu said in dismay, "what about the king Jinggong in those days? In the end, he had to end sadly. Now if you want to cancel these preferential treatments, you will offend the gentry. If it is a tax system... Lower officials... It will offend the officials all over the world!"

Qian Hui said with a dignified face, "Xing He Bo has offended the gentry. Daming will be in chaos for a while, and there are still dangers within ten years. If you offend the officials again, it's not advisable for the officials."

Fang woke up and nodded. After they left, Wang he came in, looked like I had expected, and said, "our family has said it's unreliable. How about it?"

Fang Xing shook his head and looked at the ground quietly.

"I never thought of getting this now. I just want to see the views of local officials on this. Now it seems..."

Wang He tangled and said, "xinghebo, your majesty..."

Fang woke up and smiled, "don't worry, I'll always be in front."

Boom!

The first rain in early autumn wetted the earth.

Yu Qian stood on the ground, watching the newly harvested field empty, leaving only the stubble of wheat. He looked up and narrowed his eyes and said, "Why are those people lazy?"

Early in the morning is the time to herd cattle, but there are no cattle or cowherd babies on the ground.

The petty official nearby said, "my Lord, half of the land in the village is... When the people heard that they were going to collect all taxes, they became noisy. The family also stood idly by, let alone cattle. They didn't have the heart to cook rice."

Yu Qian saw that there was no smoke in the village not far away, so he set out to pass.

When I arrived in the village, I saw only those children beating in front of the house, but no adults.

"... that place belongs to our family. If we all collect taxes, we must come back! Otherwise, the government will collect taxes, and his family must pay more. How can this family live then!"

A woman was screaming, and then a man's voice came.

"It's hard to get it! The title deed is in his house. He's angry now. If he doesn't do it well, he'll put our house in prison. Alas!"

"Then go and Sue the government. Those people made the documents in those years!"

"You stupid woman! Even if you win, what can you do? Those petty officials can kill us!"

Yu Qian stood outside the house, his face as heavy as water.

"My lord......" the little official who followed me said awkwardly, "the country people have no knowledge. This is nonsense."

"I think this is very insightful."

Yu Qian said coldly, then rushed inside and said, "master, can you give me a bowl of water to drink?"

The quarrel inside stopped abruptly. Then a barefoot man came out and saw that Yu Qian and the officials were all in green clothes. He bowed his hands and said, "if you don't dislike pickling at home..."

Inside, a woman was weaving in the house. When she saw Yu Qian coming in, she was too lazy to get up, but she didn't give her face.

A seven or eight year old boy ran into the house, then hid behind the door and looked at Yu Qian. Yu Qian was depressed by his curious eyes.

The man got two bowls of water and apologized: "dear, the tea in my small home is too thick to give you a drink..."

"That's great. Thank you."

As the drizzle drizzled down, Yu Qian took the opportunity to drink water and asked, "brother, are you afraid of going back to the ground?"

The man smiled and said, "no, the land belongs to other people's homes, and the small ones are just tenant species."

Yu Qian sighed slightly in his heart, then touched a treasure note and said, "I have some fate with your family. I may have dinner here at noon?"

The man's eyes lit up and said, "it's easy to eat. It's just plain food. I'm afraid the noble people don't like it. As for... Money, it's not, not."

Yu Qian couldn't help but put the treasure note into his hand, and then pushed it back and forth several times. Then the man turned back and scolded, "how much money can you get for weaving? Go and cut a piece of meat, kill a chicken and wine."

The woman was so angry that she was ready to rush out. When she saw the treasure money in her husband's hand, she immediately went with a basket and took the child with her.