In fact, there is not much to see in the militia district of Zhaoyi City.

After all, there is the pearl of the new city in front.

Zhang Xianzhong and others, who have already visited the Yang family Zhuangzi in the new city once, can clearly see that the militia here is still far behind the Yang family, but the latter's life is so good for them that it seems unreal......

Of course, not to say fake.

Everything there is true, but for these poor ghosts from northern Shaanxi, they are all so good that they are as ethereal as a fairyland, and they are completely out of reach, and they can't eat enough food, almost every meal has meat, to be precise, there is fish in every meal, there is a medical center when they are sick, and every household has a big livestock. For these tenants, many of whom were destitute, this was beyond the limit of happiness they could imagine, it was simply a fairy-like day, and they really did not dare to expect such a life.

After all, that is the Yang family's Zhuang household, and Yang Dudu is really his own person.

But it's different here.

Here it is completely true for them.

"In fact, in the final analysis, there is no exploitation by the landlords."

Yang Xin said while the iron was hot.

Do you understand the word? Peeling, like peeling cabbage, take it all piece by piece, cut it off, cut it off piece by piece like cutting meat, your harvest was originally a lot, but it was all exploited.

The gentry would say that the emperor collected heavy taxes.

But in fact?

The heaviest tax revenue of Daming Mintian is in Susong, and the lowest is one liter and the highest is two buckets, of which five liters account for 73 percent of all farmland, that is to say, it is actually five liters. The farmland in Huating County has one stone per mu even if it is under the field, and more than three stones on the field, which can be regarded as two stones per mu on average, but the average tax is five liters, which is the land of the people.

There is also known as the heaviest tax in the Ming Dynasty.

The lowest is one liter, the highest is four stones, but there are two points of such land, and there are three stones and two stones of one acre each, and one stone and nine buckets of fifty acres each, which can actually be ignored, and the real 80% of the farmland is from one bucket to three buckets, and it can finally be regarded as an average of two buckets.

This is Su Song, the heaviest tax in the world.

The tax rate of private land is equivalent to one-fortieth of the yield per mu, and the tax rate of the re-assigned official land alone is equivalent to one-tenth of the yield per mu.

So is this tax high?

Of course, there are also Ding silver and conscription silver, which eventually adds up to about six yuan, which is equivalent to paying one more stone of grain, where the field is converted into silver is one stone according to six dollars, if a household of three people, one and a half ding, ten acres of land, produce twenty stone grain, and plant the people's fields need to pay five buckets plus one and a half stones, that is, two stones, one-tenth, and plant those heavy official fields, you need to pay three and a half stones.

So will you not have enough to eat?

Even if the official land is re-endowed, a husband and wife have one child, will they still starve for sixteen and a half stone of grain a year?

But in fact they do starve.

Because they still have to pay rent, the private rent of private land in Huating County is eight buckets to one stone seven, which is more than one stone and two on average, that is to say, a peasant household has to take out their average yield of two stones per mu, take out one stone and two to the landlord, and then take out two buckets to the government. They still have six buckets left, but this is also not all theirs, after all, the government still has to collect fire, all kinds of donations, even the rules of the county lord's arrival are also divided and distributed to them, and they have to keep seeds, and the final result is two stones per mu, and at most they are left with four buckets.

Ten acres of land.

Four stones.

To hell if you don't starve.

This is the root cause of the peasants' hunger and lack of food. ”

He went on to say.

"Then no one can change it?"

Liu Guoneng said somewhat bitterly.

"They changed it, now there is no landlord here, all the fields are His Majesty's, His Majesty directly collects two or three percent of their land rent per mu here, and then the rest is not collected, there is no Ding silver and forced labor, there are no donations, and there will be no fees that county officials have to pay when they take office. Every year, they only need to pay a maximum of 40% according to their respective land differences, but in fact, the vast majority of them are rents of 20% or 30%, and then the rest belongs to them, and they do not need to pay rent to any landlord.

So they have the good life they have now.

The same landlords also regarded them, and me, who presided over this matter, and even His Majesty the Emperor, who supported me, as enemies, and they dug tunnels to try to blow up His Majesty the Emperor, assassinated me again and again, and organized regimental exercises to attack here, and they all tried to destroy everything here like crazy, and then let these militiamen who had just lived a good life live again. ”

Yang Xin said.

"him, fight with them!"

Liu Guoneng said angrily.

"Yes, brothers fight with them, don't be afraid of them, you don't have enough of us!"

A soldier of the Bandit Army said indignantly to the militia next to him.

"Master Hou, when will we be able to do this there?"

Zhang Xianzhong said.

All the soldiers instantly fixed their eyes on Yang Xin's face.

"I can promise you that one day I will let you live the same life, but you must also understand that it is difficult for me, no one in the court supports me, and all the officials are against me, because they are all landlords. Now even His Majesty the Emperor is a little shaken, because they have dared to kill the king, and Xu Du has rebelled because of this, and His Majesty the Emperor is also afraid of provoking more gentry to rebel, in fact, now they are almost a rebellion.

So we need to convince His Majesty that whoever dares to rebel, we can take their heads with us and sacrifice them to Your Majesty.

In this way, His Majesty can be reassured.

As long as Your Majesty still insists on militia, then I promise that the next piece will be northern Shaanxi, as long as we put down the counterattack of the southern gentry, and then I will take you back to northern Shaanxi to clean up all the landlords in your hometown, so that your hometown will also become a paradise with abundant food and clothing here.

So what do you do now? ”

Yang Xin shouted.

"Kill, kill all those landlords!"

Liu Guoneng pulled out his knife without hesitation and shouted.

"That's right, kill all the dogs of those landlords, and take the heads of those landlords who dare to rebel to sacrifice to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Zhang Xianzhong shouted.

Then the soldiers roared.

That's fine, it is said that Yang Dudu is also very talented in incitement.

But he didn't deceive these people, if Jiangnan solves it here, the next one will definitely be northern Shaanxi, not to say that the militia, but to solve it here and there should be starvation, just take this army to disaster relief, and then start to move to those good places. However, militiaization there is also necessary, after all, northern Shaanxi cannot really become a no-man's land, then it will be cheaper for others, move most of the population, and then militiaize those good riverside basins.

There is land in northern Shaanxi that can feed the population, even if the drought does not affect it.

But there aren't many of them.

Moreover, it is in the hands of the gentry, and the militia of these places can maintain the population there to the greatest extent, plus the oil industry, the garrison, and the animal husbandry, and basically ensure control, but it is completely impossible to say that now I am afraid that the population of 1.5 million will all stay in place to resist the drought.

He doesn't have the ability.

Even the Ming Dynasty at this time may not have such ability.

This drought is not a year or two, northern Shaanxi is a devastating drought that has lasted for many years, and it cannot be solved by relying on external relief in any way, even if there is only half of the food shortage, then the transportation volume from the outside is equivalent to the entire transportation volume, and relying on the donkey transport team is completely nonsense. What's more, at the same time, almost the entire Shaanxi was also in a severe drought, and it was impossible to mobilize grain nearby, and even the entire north was in a famine, and it was impossible for Yang Xin to have excess food to feed so many people.

Not to mention having to be shipped.

Yang Xin estimates that at least two-thirds of Yan'an's population will have to be relocated, and the remaining good land will be enough to maintain a normal life for the remaining third.

Of course, the rest must also be militiaized.

As long as the landlords are present, it is impossible to maintain the same, because they will aggravate the hunger of the common people by hoarding, and they cannot be counted on in this matter. In fact, the more famine the gentry had, the more motivated they were to hoard Juqi, and even if the real people rebelled, they would not let them give up because they were afraid. It's the last years of Chongzhen, and those gentry are not the same, just because Sun Chuanting asked them to hand over the occupied official land, they joined forces to kill Sun Chuanting, saying that Sun Chuanting at that time was really their last savior.

So don't overestimate their IQ.

There is an example of funny and angry at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

The peasant army attacked Laiyang, and the local gentry Zhang Hongde was forced to pay the silver to organize the defense of the young and strong, and soon the peasant army retreated, Zhang Hongde saw that there was no danger in this, so he took the domestic slaves to chase those young and strong to return the silver.

If you don't give it, you will be killed.

Tragically, however, the peasant army soon returned.

This time, those local young men did not hesitate to open the city gate to join their team, and together they attacked the Zhang family's mansion, killed the Zhang family's entire family, and dug up a million taels from his family's cellar.

This is the standard gentry.

It's no different from a capitalist who sells a noose that hangs himself for a sufficient profit.

Therefore, Yang Xin must forcibly complete the militia in northern Shaanxi, and Zhang Xianzhong is the one he is ready to deal with the gentry in northern Shaanxi, although he has a good relationship with the gentry in northern Shaanxi, but it can't change his principle that he wants these guys to be exiles like the gentry in Zhenjiang. As exiles, they can still live a life without food and clothing, if they don't change, then they should starve and kill their whole family, Yang Dudu is not harming them, but helping them, at most only divide the land and do not fight the local tyrants.

Zhang Xianzhong and others, who visited the happy life of the militia Zhuangzi and learned the word exploitation, seemed to have been reborn.

They get it.

They know why they don't have enough to eat in the past.

They know a word.

Exploit.

They knew how their harvest was exploited layer by layer, and they also knew how to change, and Yang Dudu also told them that they would be able to live happily as well, so the rest ......

"Go, I'll take you to smash the exploiter's dog's head!"

Yang Dudu raised his arms and shouted.

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