The ministers were not fools, and with a little bit of cleverness, they guessed the king's intentions. I didn't have a lot of light, so I went home and discussed it with my staff, and I figured it out.

The emperor wants them to express their position, and it is a matter of taxation for food and agriculture! The head of the village in the Huangzhuang today also made it very clear, on the surface, he was reprimanding the young masters, but in fact, he was turning a corner to warn them!

The Huangzhuang tax system takes six, and the remaining forty percent is reserved for the tenant farmers, but the head of the village secretly smokes one and a half percent of their own food or filial piety in the palace, and the emperor also acquiesces, and the tenant farmers leave three percent, and the year is not haode when the stomach will be wrapped, so as not to starve, but there is still a surplus in the harvest year, which can improve life. But other Zhuangzi may not act like this.

Agricultural taxes are customized, and generally all localities take 60% of the output, and only the fish and rice water towns in the south of the Yangtze River stipulate that they pay more than half of the tax, which must be handed over to the official granary. The proprietors were more lenient and acted in the same way as the Imperial Village, leaving enough food for the tenant farmers. In the year of disaster, it was not uncommon for tenant farmers to run away and abandon their fields, and tenant farmers would rather beg for a better time than end up in famine after a year of hard work. And the owner can't find anyone to farm, but the taxes on the government side must be paid on time, so it doesn't matter if you have something in the field, if not, you are derelict in your duty to occupy the fertile land and do nothing. However, there are people in the court, or there are nobles who can deceive and reduce taxes, but they don't mind having so much land. There is also an unwritten rule: each family pays half of the tribute. As a result, land annexation was also the most serious during the disaster year, and the number of officials who added sacrificial fields to their families under various names increased year by year. The land belonging to the government has been decreasing year by year, although the government also has great control, at least half of the fields under the jurisdiction of each government are guaranteed to be public, and they also have arguments to blame them. In fact, "there are many people in the south of the Yangtze River, there is little land, there is not much fertile land, there is not much difference, basically there is no wasteland to be cultivated, even the hills near the towns are planted with mulberry trees and fruit trees, which is another income." However, when Xiaochen passed by Jizhou, Qixian, and Maocheng, there were a lot of barren mountains and wastelands, and some of them didn't look like they were farming in the first year, or they were three or two years old, but they were not marked on this map. ”

Shen Yifei stretched out his hand and clicked on the atlas on the table, and the corresponding address was marked with barren forests and tidal flats.

It is said that the government has filed a record for the wasteland that has been cultivated for more than one year, and the landowner can not only get the title deed for a very small amount of money, but also cultivate it for four years without paying taxes, and in some places it is exempt from paying taxes for three years, and then pay tribute to the state treasury every year. The places Shen Yifei pointed out were still the ones he walked through a few years ago. However, over the years, there has been no new land in the household record. At least the emperor doesn't know here, otherwise, the atlas of the prefectures, counties and townships in his hand will not be the same as the old version ten years ago.

It seems that some people have deceived their superiors and subordinates to sit on the ground and collect rents to gain benefits privately, ignoring the laws of the country.

This is a blatant provocation of imperial power and snatching money from her pocket......

Gao Shenghan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Deng Guanghong! Ministers of the Ministry of Household Inheritance! "If the household department dares to mix with fraud, she doesn't mind changing people.

Father-in-law Deng went with a depressed face.

suddenly realized that Shen Yifei had the ability to harm the country and the people and harm Zhongliang. The emperor's ears are too soft.

Although he didn't pay much attention to court affairs, his eyes were not blind, and he knew which courtier was moderate and which was treacherous. Zhang Ting is a good person in his eyes.

Of course, this is compared to other officials. Compared with the good people, Zhang Ting is still cunning, otherwise he would not be able to sit in the position of the head of the household.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ting came with the household officials sweating.

As soon as they stood still, the cold wind blew, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.

Gao Shenghan was quite sympathetic to his subordinates, and after someone came in to say goodbye, he ordered one of them to serve a bowl of ginger tea to ward off the cold. The officials felt a little more comfortable.

However, after the emperor asked, the hearts they had just put down were brought up again.

"The local area is hiding the fields?" Zhang Ting was stunned. I don't know where the emperor heard it...... "Damn!" Which traitor villain harmed him!

"It doesn't matter where I heard it, I only ask you, have you ever had anyone go down to investigate the reality of the state capitals over the years!" The household department is in charge of the country's fields, population registration, and taxes and tributes, and it is not every year that the capital sends people to check it, but it is necessary to conduct an audit once every five years, and to prevent false reports and tax evasion.

A layer of fine sweat appeared on Zhang Ting's head.

"Back to the emperor, last year, the state capitals just sent the newly measured acres of land and population household registration to the ministry, due to the drought and locust plague in northern Shaanxi during the year, the lower reaches of the Yellow River burst the embankment and flooded more than 2,400 households in 18 townships, the victims were displaced and urgently needed to be resettled and appeased, plus the allocation of soldiers and grain and grass in northern Xinjiang in autumn and winter......

"So the new fields and population registrations sent by the local government in the past five years have not been sorted out?" Gao Shenghan interrupted him, his tone slightly cold. It is not a good phenomenon to find reasons and excuses to shirk, and this situation must be extinguished once discovered! Moreover, there is a division of labor in each ministry and museum, so she doesn't believe that there is no one who is in charge of sorting out and storing field materials!

Zhang Ting's body stiffened, and there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

"Back to the emperor, Weichen roughly flipped through it, except for the slight increase in the population of the two lakes and Jianghuai areas in the south of the Shudi, the fields for growing grain in various places have not increased, but there has been a little increase in the mountains where fruit trees are planted. This has been given as appropriate. ”

"This is reported in the text handed down below?"

"Yes."

Gao Shenghan sneered, "What do you believe in what you say next?" What if there is concealment and not reporting? ”

Zhang Ting knelt down with the officials.

"The minister is terrified."

Fear your sister! "Don't think that you can't be blamed if you don't hide it! If I know that there is indeed something inconsistent with the truth, I can also cure the crime of negligence! ”

She wants to flip the table! I want to smash the cup!

In fact, she did flip the table, but the table was too heavy, and the solid wood ~~ her little arms and legs couldn't shake a bit. The cup had just been grabbed in her hand, and she felt the delicate porcelain fetus and the matching Ssangyong Zhuzhu teapot on the table, she still hesitated, Zuihou pretended to drink tea very spinelessly, handed the cup to her lips and dipped it, and put it down.

"Get out! Go back and check it out to me! ”

Zhang Ting rolled away with his subordinates.

When he returned to the Yamen, he generously dropped a cup.

"Let the official know who is playing yin behind his back, and the official wants him to look good!"

Soon, the news reached the ears of those who cared.

"Tell me about it, don't play too big."