Chapter 641

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Chu Di's face was as usual, but what he said was frightening.

"Someone."

"Your majesty!"

Hu Guang's body trembled, but he didn't wait to be ordered to go to prison.

"Go and call Xing and Bo."

After they left, Zhu Di sneered and said, "if that upright son dares to talk freely, I will never spare him!"

Several people in the hall anxiously adjusted their standing posture, and then continued to deal with political affairs.

Who doesn't know these days? As long as you win the promotion, you don't have to report it. You'll be free of food directly.

Blessed are the farmers who invest in the families of Ju Ren, Jin Shi and officials. Although they only change the object of tax payment to the owner, they can pay a lot less every year, and the family has a lot more to chew.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more dull, as if someone had added adhesive to the air, making people feel difficult to breathe.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Rong gritted his teeth and stood up. Under Zhu Di's deep gaze, he said, "Your Majesty, the gentry's preferential treatment today is really... After a while, most of them are free of money and food."

Hu Guang's body relaxed for a moment, and then said, "Your Majesty, the gentry are the foundation of our Ming Dynasty. Once alienated, there will be chaos. I remember the annual tax amount of the Ministry of household. The state has more than enough. Why not..."

Everyone's position is different. Hu Guang's position is "first auxiliary", but don't forget that he also has an identity, that is, a disciple of Confucianism.

"Your Majesty, xinghebo is here."

Fang woke up and went into the hall. After saluting, Zhu Di asked, "how did you know that most of the gentry were free of food?"

Fang Xing pointed to himself and said, "Your Majesty, before the minister was granted Xinghe Bo, the Fang family village had been exempted from money and food, and no one came to collect taxes in the first fresh..."

Hu Guang clenched his fists and said, "Your Majesty, xinghebo young man is an ordinary family. The local officials just exempted his family's money and food as usual."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "this is true. When I woke up, I just met the chief grain officer to ask for grain. But what I want to say is that when I was in Beiping mansion, those middle school students didn't receive grain! And..."

"Xinghebo!"

Jin Youzi shook his eyebrows and said, "give preferential treatment to the gentry. This is the ancestral system."

Shut up! Or the literati all over the world will hate you.

Fang woke up and looked at Zhu Di, then said faintly, "what benefits the country?"

Zhu Di squinted and said that the gentry was indeed the ruling basis of Daming. Once it collapsed, it would represent the collapse of Daming.

Therefore, the reason why after Zhu Yuanzhang, the gentry of the Ming Dynasty became a real privileged class is that this force is too great, and it will cause a rebound inadvertently.

Jin Youzi Lang said, "it can stabilize the township and county and benefit Sangzi."

Fang woke up with a sarcastic look and asked, "but do they benefit Sangzi by annexing land and taking all the litigation? Oh! I also forgot that they don't have to pay money and food. All the taxes that should have been on them are on the heads of the people in their hometown. Is this the benefit of Sangzi?"

ha-ha!

Seeing that Jin Youzi's face turned red and could not speak, Fang woke up and said, "there will be a batch of such people in the rural examination every few years, and then the number of fields included in the tax will be reduced. I dare ask you, if this situation continues for a hundred years, can there still be land for my Daming's Hundred Surnames? Is there anyone to pay the tax?"

"Alarmist!"

Jin Youzi couldn't resist Fang Xing's rhetorical questions, so he had to wear a hat for him.

Now the world is peaceful, but you are alarmist. Do you think the people under your Majesty's rule are living in dire straits?

Fang Xing's eyes shrunk, stared at Jin Youzi and said, "there is a country in the West. Its ministers flatter. Over time, the monarch thinks God, and the people are miserable..."

That's not very good!

Jin Youzi's eyes almost burst out fire, gritting his teeth and watching Fang wake up.

"... just a swindler said that he could make the most beautiful clothes in the world. The king asked for it with a lot of money. Well, the king found that the clothes were invisible to the naked eye and had no trace. He was suspicious. However, the ministers praised it, so the king wore it and swaggered across the market..."

"Fang Xing..."

Jin Youzi took a step forward and angrily said, "you're rude!"

Zhu Di looked at Fang Xing and listened to him continue to tell the story.

In Xia Yuanji's worried eyes, Fang Xing continued: "the carriage swaggered through the market, and the people didn't dare to say it. The monarch thought this dress was unparalleled in the world..."

Guo Ben!

Xia Yuanji's eyelids danced wildly. He felt that Fang Xing had some meaning of Wei Zheng today. He actually made Yan admonish.

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Di calmly and said, "the monarch thought he was wearing clothes, and the people dared not say anything. Finally, a little girl who was not sensible shouted..."

"Enough!"

Zhu Di kicked over the imperial table and shouted, "fork out! Ten sticks!"

Outside the door, a bodyguard promised, then rushed in and grabbed Fang Xing's arms.

Fang Xing did not resist and followed outside.

Xia Yuanji couldn't help persuading: "Your Majesty, xinghebo has a pure heart. Please forgive him this time."

Zhu Di turned and left. The eunuch quickly followed up, but Huang Yan took advantage of this opportunity to go outside.

Xia Yuanji stamped his foot, worried that Huang Yan would do something bad, and followed him out.

Yang Rong said with a bitter smile: "this is good, this is good, who is right and who is wrong?"

Yang Shiqi sighed: "Xinghe is brave after all. He shouldn't say such words in front of his majesty!"

The two men looked at Hu Guang, and then they found that Hu Guang's face was actually iron blue, and his hands held tightly, and his eyes were drifting.

"Lord Hu?"

Yang Shiqi asked tentatively.

Yang Rong couldn't help sneering: "Lord Hu doesn't think ten sticks are enough?"

Hu Guang glanced at him and said coldly, "divide, cure! You and I have been fooled by Fang Dehua and don't know it!"

Yang Shiqi was surprised and said, "but how dare he break the boat like this?!"

Hu Guang drooped his eyes and said, "how dare he!"

Several people went outside the hall and saw that Fang Xing had been tied to the bench. On the side stood two royal guards. Huang Yan was in prison.

Xia Yuanji saw the red paint falling board and said anxiously, "you can wait a little lighter."

Huang Yan smiled: "Lord Xia, the weight of this board has long been a common practice in the palace. There is no need to worry."

But after that, Huang Yan winked at the two royal guards and asked them to do it again.

"Huang Yan! Dare you?"

Xia Yuanji shouted angrily.

One of the royal guards went over with a cork to put it in Fang Xing's mouth.

Fang woke up and saw the tooth marks on it, so he waved his head and said, "Fang doesn't need to!"

"Really not?"

The royal guards said in surprise, "you will bite your tongue at that time."

Fang Xing shook his head firmly and said, "don't bite if you die."

Huang Yan hey said, "since Xinghe Bo doesn't need it, let's not force it. Let's do it."

Hu Guang stared at the board and murmured, "why not, your majesty, why do you want balance! Isn't Confucianism good enough?"

Yang Rong sneered and said, "it's too late to treat the gentry favorably. Xinghebo is right. If it goes on like this, sooner or later the people of Daming will have no place to stand, and then there will be flames everywhere!"

Hu Guang was furious: "without gentry, where can you and me come from! Without gentry, how can the Ming Dynasty be stable!"

"Here we go..."

Yang Shiqi did not participate in the debate. When he saw the two boards raised, he couldn't help sighing: "there are too many ten sticks!"