When they got out of the township school, Liu Jin and the others felt sweaty, and they had the feeling that Jia Yi, Jia Changsha and Song Zhong worshiped Sima Ji on the day of Lord Ji.

Suddenly, he lost himself, was colorless, and suddenly couldn't speak.

I can only bow my head and be ashamed of myself.

Zhang Yue saw everyone's demeanor and knew that it was time to pour some chicken soup for the soul.

Otherwise, morale will plummet, and before taking office, you will have lost your self-confidence.

"Are you lost?" Zhang Yue asked.

"Lonely ......" Liu Jin sighed, dazed and ignorant.

He once dreamed of the ideal world depicted for him by the Guliang School, which was shattered, and he also believed that as long as he stood upright, the world would be peaceful, but that illusion was also shattered.

Now, the Yangli Township School and his entourage have pierced his last thought - culture and education can rejuvenate the country and secure the country.

Let's look at the sun.

There are almost 200 families in the whole village, and every family is not engaged in production, driving slaves and maids to farm, and everyone practices martial arts, looking forward to going into battle to kill the enemy.

Here, even the children of poor families can enjoy the most basic security and the most basic education.

Gong Yu and other students were even more depressed, and they didn't know how to describe their mood at the moment.

The pattern in the yang is a pattern that they have never heard of or seen, but it really exists.

The people here live and work in peace and contentment, the old are supported, and the young are educated.

The people here are protected from hunger and cold, and are well fed and clothed.

But on the contrary, this model was created by martial artists.

It is maintained by force.

The people in Yangli can even live independently in the world without land, and they can live well.

This is a deep blow to Gong Yu and others who believe in Confucianism.

Everyone knows that this model in Yangli is the ultimate rooted in Shang Jun's cultivation strategy.

Seize wealth and land and slaves and maids by force, and then use force to protect them.

"In my opinion, you don't need to be like this!" Zhang Yue smiled and encouraged: "The elder in Yangli, although he is virtuous, he can only protect the land of a pavilion in Yangli, so that these two hundred families can live a healthy life!" ”

"And we are going to protect more than 10,000 people in this new abundance! Let them live a good life like the sun! ”

"Every family has cattle and sheep, and every household has a Mengtong!"

"As long as we work hard and are serious, why can't we do this?"

"When Taizong, Zhang Cangchu, the Marquis of Beiping, took office, saw his documents, the country only had 200,000 yuan of tax income, Ao Cang was only a million stone corn savings, at that time there was a Xiongnu in the north, and there was Sanyue in the south.

Listening to Zhang Yue's words, everyone's will was encouraged again.

It's just that......

The bare-mouthed cannon is useless.

Now, there is no bottom in everyone's hearts.

Before they came, they had already learned about Xinfeng's situation.

Except for the Yushe Society, the annual field tax and tax collection in the other four townships are all big problems.

Flights and exodus of people have occurred from time to time.

What's even more terrifying is that there is only a balance of tens of thousands of dollars in the county government's account.

Perhaps, when everyone takes office, there will not be even a single copper left.

If you don't have money, don't think about it!

Not to mention, if you build a water conservancy, if you don't have money to distribute to the people, who will help you work?

"Then, in Zhang Shizhong's opinion, what should be done with Lone and Zhuqing?" Liu Jin asked.

"First of all, of course, we must find out the bottom of the entire Xinfeng!" Zhang Yue pulled everyone and said in a low voice as he walked: "This is what I and Jun are going to do now......"

"This is not to walk casually or look at it casually, but to go deep into the pavilion to inquire about the people's lives, family and tax burdens......"

"Of course, it is impossible for us to figure out all of them with the strength of one person, but five households are randomly selected from each pavilion as a reference object, and we can probably guarantee that the situation of the pavilion can be almost touched......"

This is a sample survey of the rotten streets of later generations.

But at this time, it was a remarkable innovation, which made everyone listen to it, and their morale was immediately boosted.

What they need now is a workable plan.

And Zhang Yue can take it out, which is naturally extremely morale-boosting.

"Then we also need to go to the townships to survey the hydrology and draw a map of the flow of the river......"

"Although Xinfeng is poor now, it is not without nothing......"

And when they heard this, they were all in one place.

"Gongtian?" Liu Jin asked slightly: "The annual rent tax of Xinfeng County's public land is only 2,000 stone corn...... How do you turn it into money? ”

"Two thousand stones?" Zhang Yue smiled, the tenant rent model implemented by the Han family's public land leased the land to the landless poor for cultivation, and then the state collected the tenant rent.

This tax rate is a constant three-for-one, which is a three-percent tax.

Compared with fifty percent of the landlords, of course, it is very light.

But......

Are these public lands really rented to people who really need them?

Of course not!

In fact, the information from Zhang Yue's backtracking shows that since the middle of the Western Han Dynasty, the state has all faked public land and finally fell into the hands of the wealthy family.

The first person to do this was called Ning Cheng, the head of the cool officials in the period of the first emperor, who ran back to his hometown after taking the throne today, and used all means to pull more than 1,000 hectares of public land in Nanyang into his own bowl.

Relying on this, Ning Cheng earned five thousand gold in five years!

Then, in his sixth year, he was beheaded by the newly appointed new Zaku Minister.

Ning Cheng fell, and Yizong was full.

It was the 5,000 gold copied from the Ning family that allowed Yizong to do what he wanted from then on.

Although Xinfeng's public land is only 7,000 acres, a careful investigation can still make a lot of money.

"Your Highness, after the minister takes office, he plans to recalculate the property of all the people who rent tenant land, clear out those farmers who still rent tenant land if their property exceeds the standard, and let those who really need it rent and plant!"

"Hmm!" Liu Jin nodded, this method is okay.

However, the total amount of public land is only 7,000 mu, and according to the standard of 100 mu per household, it can only be rented to 70 households.

Even if it is reduced to 50 acres per household, there are only 140 households, which is just a drop in the bucket compared to today's Xinfeng predicament, and I am afraid it will not change any facts.

"The minister plans to mortgage these 7,000 acres of public land to the merchants, and borrow 30 million funds for the water conservancy construction of Xinfeng!" Zhang Yue was a poor dagger and told his true purpose.

7,000 acres of land loan 30 million?

With the current land price in Guanzhong, it is not impossible.

But the question is - who would dare to take this deal?

Now it is no better than before, and the former Han merchants even dared to lend usury to the state. But after the blow of Sue, almost all the businessmen who dared to jump were dead.

What's even more troublesome is - this is spread out, and the court won't fry the pot anymore?

Those who are idle and have nothing to do, haven't they found a place to announce their power?