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"I saw that farmer's family that day. The five members of the family were all in ragged clothes, their eyes were dull, and they were shaped like a gaunt tree"
The ministers in the palace listened carefully. They not only hoped that Fang Xing would return without success, preferably in disgrace, but they also hoped that he could find the root cause of the annexation in Jinan and then rectify it one by one.
It is necessary to abolish the tax-free treatment of the gentry!
Yu Qian was still reading loudly: " Taking advantage of the famine to lend money and make a profit of 60%. The summer and autumn taxes are like a feast. The grain chief and the small officials have their hands on it. It is normal to have big buckets in and small buckets out. The money in various names is jaw-dropping ¡The land became wasteland as soon as the people left, and the local government colluded with the gentry to sell the land at the price of wasteland¡¡±
Yang Rong's face trembled slightly, and he felt a wave of irritability and weakness coming from his internal organs.
He lives above the temple. He thinks that he has been thinking deeply about the Ming Dynasty, but
"The local people are arbitrarily enslaved and miserable. I believe that a single tax system should be implemented. All the items should be abolished. The upper, middle and lower third-class fields shall be based on the acre. How much is the grain per acre? The rest will be abolished"
Whoever the emperor asked to read the memorial was probably because he was optimistic about this person and wanted him to show his face.
"This is a good job. As long as you have a good voice and clear pronunciation, you may be able to read all the way to the Six Ministers in the future."
But Yu Qian¡¯s face didn¡¯t look happy at all, and so did the ministers.
"The petty officials are rampant, the local gentry is greedy, and the people are like fish and meat."
Zhu Zhanji's eyes were cold and stern, he slapped the armrest suddenly, stood up and said: "Herdsmen, herdsmen, I see some people treat the common people as cattle and sheep, but they themselves have become butchers!"
The ministers were a little unnatural and had some unreasonable thoughts in their hearts.
This is the cannonball, the cannonball that Fang Xing gave to the emperor.
Cannonballs exploded among the ministers, and various opinions on whether to cancel the tax-free treatment for the gentry were unified under this cannonball.
You said that the gentry was an important part of the Ming Dynasty.
You said that the gentry can stabilize the countryside.
You said that the gentry was the foundation of Ming Dynasty
These kind words were all shattered to pieces before this shell.
"Is this the gentry of the Ming Dynasty?"
"This is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty that Zhu Qing said?"
The ministers were speechless. When Zhu Zhanji threw out Li Ermao's memorial, they were silent on the surface, but secretly the memorials kept coming to the palace, with all kinds of sincere analysis, and even "changed the preferential treatment of gentry, Ming generals" will collapse' remarks.
Zhu Zhanji said sarcastically: "This is not the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, but the moths that dig up the foundation of the Ming Dynasty!"
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Immediately, the situation of the first phase of land inventory in Jinan Prefecture was spread, and the people gritted their teeth and felt the same.
The scholars who used to be reserved and arrogant began to communicate with each other one after another as if they were mourning their heirs.
As for the officials what they are most troubled with is Fang Xing's suggestion.
"All taxes and miscellaneous taxes will be converted into one tax, which will be charged according to the number and quality of the acres. This"
"This is going to kill everyone!"
In the Ministry of Household Affairs, Ma Su walked slowly with a roll of reports under his arm. He listened to the discussions of the officials in the corridor, and his heart was agitated. He wished he could rush to Jinan immediately and face the gentry with his teacher.
"grown ups."
Xia Yuanji looked up and saw Ma Su, nodded, then rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Xinghe has done great things in Jinan. It seems normal outside now, but there is an undercurrent, so be careful."
Ma Su put down the report and said: "The teacher took the initiative to pay taxes on Fangjiazhuang and other businesses back then. At that time, some people said that the teacher was just fishing for fame. Now, the teacher has been cleared."
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As he spoke, he stared at Ma Su, and when he saw that Ma Su didn't show any surprise, he couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough! He has such great courage, and he can endure it for many years, and then slowly develop. I am not as good as him, not as good as him." Him!"
The weather was hot, and a gust of wind blew in through the wide-open windows.
Ma Su watched the wind blowing the report, and the data was shaking like ants.
"Teacher I hope to change the Ming Dynasty"
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Jinan has become a whirlpool. Chang Yu frequently convenes Jinan Prefecture officials for discussions. The central topic is one: how to unswervingly control Jinan Prefecture.?Find out the conditions of the fields.
Huang Lu, the prefect of Jinan, was like a concubine. Chang Yu suppressed the problem directly, so he had to pass on the pressure.
The entire Jinan government officials ran to the countryside like madmen, while the green-skinned people were trembling and pretending to be good citizens.
They are scared!
Fang Xing in the mansion was hibernating after reading the memorial.
But he is not a little white rabbit.
It¡¯s a fierce tiger!
The tiger is dormant, what is he thinking?
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Fang Xing leaned over and smelled a yellow flower carefully.
He looked attentive and breathed lightly. He gradually raised his head and said, "Flowers fall into the mortal world and can be enjoyed by peddlers and mediocre people."
Huang Lu felt that he had just seen a tiger sniffing the flowers. He lowered his head and said: "Uncle Xinghe, those peopleare not willing to fall into the mortal world, sothey have gathered together, and there is violence everywhere occur."
"That's resistance!"
Fang Xing gave a definition without hesitation and said: "The trend is like a great tide. Some people say that people have several needs in this life, but in Ben Bo's opinion, that is just nonsense. It is pure nonsense that makes people panic. Eat too much and let go. Shit."
"People just want to survive!"
"Uncle Ben saw those people with blank eyes. They were desperate and numb. Why are they numb? Because if you are not numb you can't live, you don't want to live"
Huang Lu felt awe-struck, worried that his execution would be too soft, which would make this uncle who obviously didn't like scholars go crazy.
"Those scholars spend all day doing nothing, sitting in the red and green, drinking a pot of old wine, and reciting a few sour poems. They think they can control the world, but have they ever thought about where their money comes from? It's all the blood and sweat of the common people. !¡±
Huang Lu could only say yes to this. He did not dare to offend Fang Xing. As for the life of those scholarshe felt that it was understandable.
Scholars are the bones of Ming Dynasty. Without their support, what will Ming Dynasty become?
He was a little confused. He was thinking about what the common people would do if they lost the control of the gentry.
"Each county sets up an agency to increase or decrease officials according to the number of households"
Fang Xing stretched out his fingers, gently stroked the yellow flower, and asked casually: "How about I just take care of it?"
"Imperial power goes to the countryside"
Huang Lu¡¯s expression changed drastically, and he blurted out: ¡°Uncle Xinghe, I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s inappropriate?¡±
"what are you worried about?"
Huang Lu was faced with the task of clearing the fields, so Fang Xing was testing it. He wanted to see what the officials thought about it.
Huang Lu looked around and said nervously: "Uncle, if nothing else, starting from the former Song Dynasty, emperors and scholar-bureaucrats ruled the world together. The Ming Dynasty The Ming Dynasty started from Emperor Taizu Gao. Although there were some changes, in the end slowly came back, and now the world has long been stable, and if it moves violently, it may shake the foundation!"
"what are you worried about?"
Fang Xing asked the same question again.
Huang Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead and gritted his teeth and said, "What I am worried about isthose people."
Fang Xing nodded and said, "Your worries are reasonable, but you are looking down on them. At this time, the Ming Dynasty has no external troubles, and they have no way to rely on it. At this time, the Ming Dynasty has sufficient money and food, and they have no chance to make noise. Today, His Majesty is working hard to govern and benevolent. Continuously, who dares to rebel against such a great Ming Dynasty?!"
Huang Lu just nodded, but his expression was a little dazed.
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