Chapter 1995

"... I'm worried about revenge afterwards..."

Rich and open, the man spoke out the plight of the small family without concealment.

"It was better. I have to pay taxes... Noble man, why should I pay taxes? Those are Wenqu stars!"

Yu Qian sighed deeply and said, "if they don't pay taxes, those taxes will be transferred to others. The more people don't pay taxes, the more Ming will decline."

The disapproval in the man's eyes did not escape Yu Qian's observation. He said, "if you farm your own land, what are you most afraid of?"

The man said without hesitation, "chief grain officer and petty officials."

Cough!

The little official on the side coughed. Yu Qian glanced at him coldly and said, "you were cold yesterday. Go outside to bask in the sun."

It was drizzling and windy outside, but the little official could only get up and bow down to leave.

Yu Qian is an official. It's really easy to get a small official.

The petty officials went out awkwardly. Yu Qian turned around and asked, "the grain length in Peiping is better. There are many petty officials. How about here?"

The man always felt that the little official's smile was somewhat negative, so when he saw that he was not there, he said comfortably: "the grain head should be responsible for paying taxes. If he can't finish it, he should subsidize himself. Where are they willing to subsidize? They still earn a lot."

"Peiping? That's where the emperor Lao Tzu lives. Those people must be afraid. Hey! If only the small family were in Peiping."

The drizzle was flying in the yard. A few chickens didn't know they were in danger. They were digging at the root of the wall for food.

Yu Qian only felt a lot of depression in his chest. He said, "the administration of officials... Will always be good, alas!"

He didn't believe this, so he comforted him: "if the field can be asked, go to the government. The family must not dare to stop it, otherwise Xinghe Bo will be in the city. Naturally, they will know how powerful it is. As for what you're worried about..."

Yu Qian got up and said, "if you don't succeed in the county, go to the government office. Many people know about things... Do you know the East Hall and royal guards?"

The man's face turned white in an instant. "Noble man, I haven't done anything wrong! I can't!"

Yu Qian frowned and said, "when things get big, East Hall and royal guards will report it quietly. Then your Majesty's anger will come. Whoever he is, it's hard to escape the national law!"

The man just shook his head and even took out the collected treasure money and said he wanted to return it to Yu Qian.

Yu Qian waved his hand, then strode out of the house, looked at the dead village and said, "go back!"

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"Xinghebo, how to solve those land disputes?"

Yu Qian was half wet, but he didn't care to change his clothes, so he went straight to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing sat under the eaves and asked, "what good way do you have?"

Yu Qian thought a lot all the way. He felt that the source of the matter was still the administration of officials, but the administration of officials could not cure it, so he hesitated: "the lower official thought... Completely turn over, and whoever owns the land will belong to who, but he was worried that if those gentry lost too much land at once, will life be difficult."

When hearing the above words, Fang woke up with a satisfied smile, but when he heard that life was difficult, he couldn't help saying: "after years of preferential treatment, their homes have long been full of pots and bowls, and the people are crying for food. You worry about this, but putting the cart before the horse."

Yu Qian wiped the water stains on his face with the back of his hand and said shyly, "the lower officials are just worried that they will make trouble. After all, they are one with the officials. It will be difficult to control them at that time!"

Fang Xing spilled the residual tea in the tea cup, stared at a wild grass swaying in the breeze and rain and said, "then come together, press together! Press down!"

"But it will take a long time!"

Fang Xing found that civil servants always didn't like long-term strategies. He frowned and said, "it's a long time, which one do you choose?"

Yu Qian confessed his mistake and said, "this matter is very important. I heard that there are gentry swearing in the capital. Wait for Jinan, xinghebo. It's also very difficult to follow up!"

Fang woke up and pointed to the knife and cut it down. He said coldly, "then press it down!"

Yu Qian was stunned and said with a wry smile, "are you still emigrating? Xinghebo, I'll take the liberty to make room for Science..."

Fang Xing's cheek trembled, looked at Yu Qian and said seriously, "science is not afraid of these, science is afraid of the people."

"But after this fight, Confucianism must be disheartened, and people's hearts gradually dispersed..."

"You are right. Why are you afraid of these?"

Fang Xingzheng said, "science has been gradually spreading among the people. As for you saying that people's hearts have dispersed, Benbo told you that the habit over the past thousand years is still Confucianism. They will always wait and wait for the opportunity to fight back. Do you think this opportunity can be given to them?"

Yu Qian was taken to the side. He shook his head and said, "No. although the lower officials are the children of Confucianism, they know that there will be less tax fields every year. If this goes on, the people will be more and more difficult after decades."

After he left, Fang woke up and said, "he must still have doubts in his heart. He has a headache!"

Wang he stood in the room and felt sleepy, so he said casually, "xinghebo, if you go on like this, it is an indisputable fact that science benefits. We all think whether you have this selfishness. Of course Yu Qian will doubt it."

Fang Xing sighed, "this is the general trend, and this general trend is not set off by me, but... If Daming wants to be strong and prosperous, it must be solved. Who is to blame?"

At this time, more than ten riders rushed into Jinan city against the drizzle and came all the way to the big house.

Yu Qian stood outside the big house, looking at the drizzle with his hands down, but his heart was a little depressed.

He is not a fool. Naturally, he knows Fang Xing's perfunctory intention, but he can't blame it. He can only be depressed.

After he thought it through, he found that someone came around gradually.

The drizzle is like sorrow silk, which makes people heartbroken.

These people are all green shirts, which makes people doubt whether they have unified their clothes in advance.

The sound of horse hoofs came from the left. Yu Qian didn't see it. He watched these people come silently.

Hundreds of people!

In the drizzle, the dark crowd was like zombies, moving slowly.

Fang Xing also came out. He glanced at the crowd and looked to the left.

More than ten riders came at full speed and got out of the passage let by the crowd.

"I've seen xinghebo. Your majesty has a will!"

Yu Qian whispered, "uncle, go in."

The visitor has dismounted, but it is Yu Jia. It can be seen that Zhu Zhanji attaches importance to this will.

Fang Xing looked at the crowd silently and said, "right here, Benbo wants to see their courage."

As soon as he waved, Xin Laoqi roared, "assemble..."

Three fireworks took off and exploded in the foggy air.

"Bang bang!"

Neat footsteps came from both sides, and teams of sergeants trotted in line.

The sergeants were all dressed in armor, and their eyes under their masks fixed on the silent green men.

Fang Xing nodded to Wu Yue, the leader, and said, "read the will."

Yu Jia was a little nervous. After taking out the will, she stammered at the beginning.

Gradually, his voice became fluent.

"... many gentlemen must be able to understand the difficulties of national affairs... Jinan... All of them are gone..."

After the will was read out, Yu Jia looked at the silent green men and asked, "xinghebo, what battle is this?"

Fang woke up and said, "this is an unwilling battle!"

"There are courtiers!"

At this time, there was a loud drink in the crowd, and then the crowd was excited.

"There are sycophants around your majesty!"

"Sycophant!"

"Sycophant!"

Fang Xing stood in front of him and refused Wu Yue's suggestion to let him back. When the noise was less, he asked, "who is a courtier?"

The crowd was silent, just as Yu Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you!"

The roar was filled with hatred and resentment. The drizzle seemed to be roasted, which made people feel hot and uneasy.

"Put on the bayonet..."

Wu Yue shouted without hesitation.

"Click! Click..."

The bayonets were wet by the drizzle, and the eyes of those sergeants were cold, just like a battle puppet without thought.

The advancing crowd stopped.

Fear is a human instinct, and the law does not blame the public is also an instinct.

The crowd surged again.

"Xinghebo..."

Yu Jia didn't expect this situation in Jinan. He was worried that he would see a blood wash, so he couldn't help shouting.