"Your Majesty?" Gonggong Deng handed over a cup of hot tea and replaced the cold one on the emperor's hand.

Gao Shenghan came back to his senses, pinched his knuckles, leaned on the big pillow, and said lazily: "The people below are doing things from me." ”

Gonggong Deng lowered his eyes and did not answer. The emperor needs to vent now, he just listens attentively.

Who knows, the emperor won't say it again.

In the middle of the night, Gonggong Deng raised his eyes and saw that the emperor was writing hard, writing one piece of paper after another, and it was nearly dinner time before he put it away. Then, she dried a few pieces of paper with fine handwriting, folded them, and put them in the black lacquered gold box.

"Pass the meal." Gao Shenghan is the same as no one else, what should he do. Gonggong Deng carefully stored the emperor's remaining ink treasures and waited for the king to wash them.

After dinner, I walked to eat, walked and went to Shen Yifei's place, tired of it, and asked about the situation in Jiangnan. Even if Shen Yifei was not in the palace in six or seven years, he still had clansmen and business in Jiangnan, so he naturally told him what he knew in detail.

"The minister has a meritorious reputation, and some of the fields under his name are tax-free." How many of them belong to his own family, and how many are from his clan, tell me in detail. "It can be regarded as giving some meager benefits to the clansmen, and the saved taxes are used to relieve the widows, women and children who are struggling to make a living." In fact, his parents also left him a lot of fields and Zhuangzi shops, but since he took care of the clansmen, his share of paying some taxes was nothing. He didn't lack that little bit of rice.

Gao Shenghan touched his smooth waistline, rubbed his face against his warm chest, and continued to chatter ramblingly, listening to him say how he watched the villagers farming when he was a child, and how he suddenly wanted to raise fish in the paddy fields, but accidentally found a way to make money. He also said how to dig a pond to plant lotus root and raise fish, shrimp and crabs, and the silt that came out was piled up on the shore, and it was found that the mulberry saplings that emerged grew better than those on the mountain, and the leaves were large and fat. Mulberry leaves are used to raise silkworms, and unqualified silkworms are used to feed fish, so that the benefits can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye!

"Taxes stay the same?" Gao Shenghan's small hand unconsciously rubbed a small red fruit.

Shen Yifei hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly: "It should be...... Seven out of ten? "Jiangnan is rich, and the tax is one percent higher than that of the north. However, in the south, two crops can be grown, and with the addition of side jobs, the income is quite considerable in a year. The Shen family does not live on a single kind of field, and he really hasn't learned about it carefully, after all, more time is spent on research, occasionally pondering the opportunity, and paying attention to the medicine store and the raw silk and tea business, so naturally he doesn't have much energy to focus on the field. In previous years, he just looked at the account books and interrogated a few words, as long as it was not too outrageous from other families, he didn't bother to investigate those who were in charge of Zhuang and greedy for ink.

Gao Sheng was silent, realizing that he had asked the wrong person.

No matter how much he has the world in mind and has great ambitions, this one is just a pampered young master. He likes to go to the mountains and go to the countryside to work with the peasants, but it is just a young man's curiosity about Daqian Shijie, his love for those animals and plants, and his desire to find out how to improve and increase his yield and satisfy his desire to realize the value of life. As for how much could be left in the hands of the peasants after the things came out, the young master couldn't think of it.

According to the thinking of ordinary people, since the tax remains unchanged and the yield per mu has increased, the number of people who remain in their hands must also increase accordingly, and life is naturally better than before.

However, there are always those moths who are insatiable!

Gao Sheng was cold, grabbed the other party's chest and gnawed a few bites, accidentally wiped the gun and went off, so naturally he had to be busy again, and he did it for him.

The occasional interest after heavy state affairs can adjust life, and the two sides cooperate well.

On the second day, I found a time to ask Chen Zixiu, Qin Feng and Chu Yunsheng respectively, and found that these three second ancestors were more white-eyed than Shen Yifei. Only Chen Zixiu's answer still has merit, after all, he also came back from going out to practice, and he didn't grow into Gao Shenghan and vomited blood.

I suddenly found that it was very inappropriate to keep these people in captivity!

If you don't understand the suffering of the people, how can you make decisions for the people? Can't you always limit your eyes to the level of scholars? What's more, except for Shen Yifei, these three are not reading material! If you don't make a career, you will really become an official in the future because of your favoritism, and I am afraid that you will also become the target of others! A little mistake will be infinitely magnified, just like Emperor Wu's favored ministers, as well as the maiden family of the emperor's favorite concubine of the previous dynasty...... Isn't Zuihou all destroying the house?

The emperor was in a bad mood again. She still understands the truth that it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish.

"Old Deng, you said, it's good that I will send them to the people." Gao Shenghan hugged the hand stove and spoke gloomily.

Gonggong Deng was startled, and after a little pondering, he knew that he was talking about those beauties, and subconsciously refuted it.

"Your Majesty, this matter is not appropriate."

"Because my people can't show their heads?"

Gonggong Deng wanted to answer yes, but he just looked at the emperor's face, and thought that those people had been showing up for more than a month now, and it was very boring to say this, so he euphemistically changed his words.

"It's windy and rainy outside, and I'm afraid it will hurt a few little masters." are all young masters from the Jin noble family, if they hadn't entered the palace once, their lives now should not be among the villagers in the market, but under the arrangement of the elders, they walked the path that their father and brother walked: be a petty official and climb up step by step; or become a wealthy businessman and run for business; No matter how bad it is, you can be a rich man, raise a beautiful wife and concubine at home, drink a little wine and listen to a little song, don't go out before and after the moon to cause trouble and embarrass the family, and that's it for this life.

"Since the emperor can appease them, why teach them to endure those hardships?" People can endure hardships and are willing to endure hardships, aren't they all for the comfort of this zuihou?

Gao Shenghan glanced at him, lowered his eyes and thought about it, knowing that he was a little bit sharp, and sighed helplessly.

Those troubles are still left to the cool officials to solve! Some people are willing to be their gunslingers! All she had to do was stare at herself!

Still, out of respect for their choice, she casually asked.

Qin Feng and Chu Yunsheng were used to being idle, so they naturally didn't want to toss.

Chen Zixiu unexpectedly proposed: I want to serve in the army.

Gao Shenghan was startled.

"You want to join the army?" The whole heart liver is tightened!

Chen Zixiu smiled, "The minister knows that he has a few catties and a few taels, and he will never do that thankless thing." "He doesn't need to lead troops to fight, and he doesn't need to rush to the front line to fight the enemy and make military achievements," the minister just wants to feel the life of the soldiers in northern Xinjiang. ”

A period of internship in the military department touched him deeply, and their current comfortable life was all earned by the tears, blood and sweat of the soldiers at the front. He's nothing more than ...... I want to see if I can do anything to improve their situation.

Gao Shenghan was silent.

There is a voice in the bottom of my heart shouting: I can't go!