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    "Your Majesty will definitely suppress the ministers and cleanse the morale of the people!"

    As the situation developed, the gentry panicked.

    Since they gained fame, they have become the top predators in the Ming Dynasty, and their lives have been extremely comfortable.

    But now things have changed!

    The emperor wanted to destroy their jobs, and he also sent the butcher Fang Xing, which was obviously serious.

    Whoever touches my job, I will kill his whole family!

    They used to have this confidence, but as the Ming Dynasty's foreign troubles gradually eased and the king could focus all his attention on the country, they found that this confidence was gradually dissipating.

    It¡¯s only then that we can see Zhu Di¡¯s foresight back then.

    He first reorganized the army and eliminated many bad apples.

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

    In the end, Emperor Wen also left several firearms guards for his future heirs. This was the capital's greatest guarantee, and if there were troubles in various places, they could be dispatched at any time to suppress them.

    Pressure!

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

    If you don¡¯t accept it, I will suppress you!  Suppress you with force!

    And Zhu Zhanji obviously took over Zhu Di's mantle and directly dispatched his most trusted Fang Xingxing.

    More than a dozen heads and Mr. Seventeen¡¯s broken leg are all under pressure!

    Jinan City is waiting, and countless people are waiting.

    ¡°Everyone is waiting for the messenger from the capital, and then

    "This matter will not change again. Keep an eye on those people. If anyone makes a mistake, take action immediately. Remember, don't hesitate and nip the crisis in the bud."

    Sitting in front of Fang Xing were Chang Yu, Qian Hui, and the prefect Huang Lu.

    Qian Hui waited for Fang Xing to finish speaking, then asked: "Uncle Xinghe, there are many gentry in Jinan. What should we do if we all attack together?"

    Huang Lu smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, Xiaguan has been traveling everywhere these days. Not only the gentry are furious, but also the farmers who donated money are scolding them. If Xiaguan hadn't run fast, I'm afraid everyone would have been smashed.  ¡±

    "That's because someone instigated it!"

    Fang Xing is telling lies with his eyes open.

    Those farmers who contribute enjoy lower land rents than taxes, so they are naturally resistant to this policy.

    "People are easily deceived, so you have to calm them down and tell them that more and more fields will be divided in the future, farm tools will become more labor-saving, and seeds will become more productive. You must believe in Your Majesty, you must believe  Ming dynasty!"

    Fang Xing felt that he was preaching. He wanted to convey the concepts he thought were correct to these people, and then slowly spread them.

    "The people will follow blindly, so we need to guide them. There is not enough land? Immigrate. If you don't want to immigrate, then who is to blame? Can your Majesty still take away other people's fields and give it to you?"

    "We must let them know that the land rent they pay to the gentry every year will turn into loans in times of famine. In the end, they will be taken away from them and their real estate with interest, and they will eventually become slaves of other people's families."

    Chang Yu said calmly: "Uncle Xinghe, all this must be based on the tax being within the tolerance of the people. I understand that tax is one thing, at least it will not make the people unable to survive.  But the various stalls down there are the big ones, and the people were ruined by these stalls, and they ran away as a family when they couldn't bear it anymore."

    "Taxation will slowly improve."

    Fang Xing pondered for a moment and said, "I still hope to see a one-tax system."

    "One tax system?"

    After all, Chang Yu was the chief envoy. After a brief thought, he understood what Fang Xing meant. He said: "Uncle Xinghe, what you mean is just like the previous Song Dynasty, all labor and labor should be attributed to the land and the land."  Dingkou, and then pay it together with the field tax?¡±

    Fang Xing nodded appreciatively and said, "Mr. Chang is keen, that is indeed what I mean, but I haven't told His Majesty yet."

    "Uncle Xinghe, this matter is beneficial to the country and the people, but it is taking away the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron!"

    Huang Lu said in panic: "How was King Jinggong back then? In the end, he had to end in despair. Now if we want to cancel these preferential treatment, we will offend the gentry. If there is a one-tax system lower officials this will offend all the officials in the world!"

    Qian Hui said with a serious face: "Uncle Xinghe, if you offend 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, I will think it is not advisable."

    Fang Xing nodded. After they left, Wang He came in and said with a look that I had expected: "Our family has already said that this matter is not reliable. What if?"???  "

    Fang Xing shook his head, then looked at the ground quietly.

    "I never thought about doing this now, I just wanted to see what local officials thought about it, and now it seems"

    Wang He said tangledly: "Uncle Xinghe, where is your Majesty"

    Fang Xing raised his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I will always stand in front."

    Boom!

    The first rain in early autumn moistened the earth.

    Yu Qian stood at the edge of the field, looking at the newly harvested fields that were empty, leaving only the stubble of wheat.  He raised his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "Why are those people so lazy?"

    Early in the morning it was time for cows to graze, but there were no cows or cowherd babies on the ground.

    The clerk next to him said: "Sir, half of the land in the village is When the people heard that all taxes were to be collected, they started to make a fuss. The family also stood by and watched. Not to mention the cattle, they didn't even bother to cook."

    Yu Qian saw that there was no smoke in the village not far away, so he walked over.

    When we arrived in the village, we only saw children playing in front of the house, but no adults.

    "That land belongs to our family. If we collect taxes, we will come back. We must come back! Otherwise, if the government collects taxes, his family will definitely have to add more taxes. How will this family survive then?"

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

    "It's hard to get it! The land deed is in his house, and he is very angry right now. If he doesn't do it, he will put our family in jail, hey!"

    "Then go and sue the government. Those people made the documents back then!"

    "You stupid woman! Even if we win the lawsuit, what can we do next? Those petty officials can kill us!"

    Yu Qian stood outside this house, his face as sinking as water.

    "My lord" the clerk who followed said awkwardly: "Country people are ignorant, this is nonsense."

    "I think this is very insightful."

    Yu Qian said coldly, and then said to the inside: "Master, can you give me a bowl of water?"

    The quarrel inside came to an abrupt end, and then a barefoot man came out. Seeing that Yu Qian and the clerk were both wearing green shirts, he cupped his hands and said, "The family is dirty, if you don't mind it"

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    A boy of seven or eight years old ran into the house, then hid behind the door and looked at the two of Yu Qian. His curious eyes made Yu Qian feel depressed.

    The man brought out two bowls of water and said apologetically: "Noble sir, the tea leaves at my house are too thick, so I dare not give them to you"

    "That's great, thank you very much."

    The drizzle was falling, and Yu Qian took the opportunity to drink water and asked: "Brother, are you afraid that you won't come back?"

    The man laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, the land belongs to other people, and the small ones are just tenant farmers."

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

    The man's eyes lit up and he declined: "It's a simple meal, just a simple meal, I'm afraid the nobles won't like it. As formoney, I don't want it, I don't want it."

    Yu Qian couldn't help but put the banknote into his hand, and after pushing it back and forth several times, the man turned back and cursed: "How much money can you get from weaving and weaving? Go and cut a piece of meat and kill a chicken."  , and wine.¡±

    The woman was furious and prepared to drive them away when she came out. When she saw the treasure in her husband's hand, she happily carried the basket and took the child with her.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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