Chapter 1970

The official loan interest allowed by the Ming Dynasty was 30%, but song Ren borrowed 60%.

Moreover, it has not been postponed and there is no rolling interest.

"... the land was collected and sold by the government. The small debt was not paid, and the whole family became tenants..."

"Xinghebo, once it is determined that he has escaped, the original land will be sold."

Chang Yu sighed, but Fang Xing was calm and asked, "who do you usually sell it to?"

"Local..."

There is almost no need to answer this question. Just look at Ma Rong's face.

Wang Ying thought it was her chance, so she said, "uncle, sir, this is called selling famine and sending famine. All the local gentry bought it, but they don't have much money."

Half for sale and half for free

Wang Ying knew that today would be a subversive day, so she boldly said: "later, the court had a decree to exempt the taxes of the disaster areas, but... Those tenant farmers still have to pay rent."

The emperor took pity on the people and ordered to exempt the rich from taxes. The tenant farmers still paid the rent and handed it to the landlord.

Chang Yu said bitterly, "go on."

He felt that he was a little superior, and he hardly knew the hardships of the people.

Wang Ying stepped back and said, "the local grain growers have powerful means. Those farmers can't afford to pay the apportionment and can only borrow. They are getting poorer and poorer. The small ones have seen hundreds of households in recent years, which has led to poverty..."

"Apportionment?"

Fang Xing asked gloomily.

Wang Ying said awkwardly, "uncle, it's just creating a name... Collecting money from a name... But what I'm most afraid of is Kemai."

The man was desperate. Fang woke up and nodded. Chang Yu immediately said, "come on, I'll protect you."

Chang Yu can be called a feudal official. When such a big man said to protect him, Wang Ying was very excited and immediately blamed those means.

All kinds of expensive items, all kinds of hard work, tea money, all kinds of tricks in grain collection

"... Kemai is most afraid of people. If it wants something, it gives money to people to buy it, but those people give it to Qingpi. Qingpi goes to the people's house to extract it. At last, he doesn't spend a penny, and even collects a lot more, which are all distributed by those people..."

Chang Yu blinked and gradually tears filled his eyes.

Fang Xing just looked up at the sky.

"... the common people are not only afraid of being squeezed out of taxes, but also fear servitude, that is, factotum. They have all kinds of names. The most afraid thing is to take on the food of officials and break down their family in almost a year. There are also different kinds of emissaries. With the above order, the common people will get that people pay..."

"Bitter!"

Fang Xing thought song Ren would complain, but he didn't think it was Chang Yu.

Chang Yu covered his face with his hand and choked: "I didn't notice the suffering of the people for a long time. It's dereliction of duty! It's dereliction of duty!"

Song Ren looked at his feet blankly: a pair of straw sandals were black, his toes were chapped, his thumb nails even turned up, and pus could be seen on the edge.

Fang woke up and wanted to roar and get angry, but they all turned into a sigh in the end.

"This is rotten from the root. We must have the courage and determination to cut off the rotten meat, otherwise Daming will be hard to return!"

Fang woke up and looked at the people around him. He looked at the Ma rongdui coming over with a smile.

"Uncle, at the beginning, the song Ren family couldn't open the pot, so the student lent him money. Later, he ran away with his family. The student didn't want to report to the official for arrest, but pity him. When he came back, let his family farm the land and feed him..."

This is a pair of brazen eyes, this is a shameless mouth

Fang Xing waved!

Pop!

Just when Ma Rong fell to the ground, Chang Yu's palm crossed the place where he had just stood.

Chang Yu rushed over with a snort and kicked.

Who has seen the chief minister kick people?

Ma Rong was kicked and rolled on the ground, howling. His green shirt was full of dust, and his face was scratched in many places

"Beast! Beast!

Chang Yu kicked out of breath and was finally hugged by two officials.

Ma Rong couldn't get up. He fell on the ground and howled miserably, but Fang woke up and concluded with rich experience that his bone was not broken.

"This is not a Ma Rong, but thousands of Ma Rong. Have you made up your mind, Lord Chang?"

Chang Yu nodded, turned and waved. Immediately, the accompanying yamen servant mentioned Ma Rong like a wolf, and then went all the way to the village.

With the help of the woman, Xiaodao finally called the three children and divided the sugar.

The sweet sugar made the three dirty faces laugh.

"Dad, sweet, sweet..."

The little girl ran to song Ren, jumped and handed him the sugar from her mouth.

"Dad, you eat, you eat..."

Song Rengang woke up from the shock of Ma Rong being cleaned up. Hearing the speech, he bowed his head and saw his daughter's happy face. Tears couldn't help falling down.

"Hey!"

There are many kinds of farmers crying, but this kind of silent sobbing squatting on the ground and holding his head is the most sad.

The little girl squatted down slowly, then looked at her father, wiped her tears and said, "Dad, eat sugar..."

The silent sobbing turned into crying. Song Ren knelt on the ground like a child, supported the front with his hands, exhausted his energy and was crying

The woman was also crying, holding her two children.

The saliva melted with sugar flows down the child's lower lip.

This is a heartbreaking sadness.

From Xiao Min's sadness accumulated for half his life.

Those scholars who were stopped outside saw Ma Rong being kicked, escorted into the village, the grief of the song Ren family and the tears of Chang Yu

What's the matter?

"Xinghebo, I want to play a chapter."

Chang Yu sighed and said, "I'm guilty, I'm in disorder, the people are suffering, I'm guilty..."

Fang Xing said sternly, "this is not a place, but the whole Ming Dynasty. Lord Chang, now you should know why you want to try to cancel the privileges of the gentry?"

Chang Yu nodded and said, "it's just a few decades. The countryside has been occupied by these people. The people let them slaughter and continue. Whose Daming is?"

At this time, there was a noise in the village, and then those small officials pulled many people out. Behind them were several ox carts with a lot of things piled on them.

"My Lord, Ma Rong's family has a lot of money, gold and silver, a pile of land deeds, many gift lists communicating with officials... Many letters..."

Chang Yu shook his head and arched his hand: "xinghebo, I'll go back to the convener right away and leave first."

Fang woke up and nodded. The knife said behind him, "master, those scholars ran away."

Fang Xing had seen that the scholars ran away with a hasty attitude.

"Uncle, they must want to go home to eliminate criminal evidence. I'm willing to lead the way to hunt them down."

Wang Ying is completely in the water today. The petty officials are cruel. Once in the water, they will no longer consider retreat.

Fang Xing shook his head, "no need. There are no more criminal evidence. The fields are real. Under the spring tide, these small fish and shrimp have no way out. Either obey to clean the fields or join hands..."

"Uncle, don't they dare?"

"They dare."

"Daming is just their toy. They don't dare to do anything."

Fang woke up and thought of Jin Zhong and the officials

"Daming never lacks honest officials, but under the current background, he either goes with the tide, or he can only show himself in the forest. He is high and few, and is excluded by the mainstream..."

Fang Xing looked coldly at Ma Rong, who was detained next to the ox cart, at the farmers who slowly walked out of the village and said, "all this will make sense."

Wang Ying knew that she had climbed up Chang Yu and Fang Xing. She was so hot that she almost wanted to jump in place.

Fang Xing was still pleased to win Chang Yu's support. He went to song Ren and comforted him: "your family's land will be redistributed and live a good life. It will certainly get better and better in the future."

Song Ren said timidly, "uncle, in the future..."

"After nothing, taxes will become simpler and simpler in the future. If they go beyond this scope, the whole family will be unlucky."

"Uncle, really?"

Song Ren looked forward to it and said, "as long as there is no extra money and food, the small one can certainly make life prosperous."

"Yes."

Fang Xing was already thinking about how to propose to change the current tax structure and collection method of Daming. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and then hurried back to the city to prepare a memorial.