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Zhao Shiheng's five adult sons sat on either side of Zhao Shiheng, with desperate looks on their faces.

Li Zhi finally gave up in Junpingtian, Shandong.

The impact is too great. For many gentry, many of the original fields were donated by small people. Once Li Zhijun was given a flat field, the small people who had donated would refuse to pay the high rent, demanding to be on par with the yeoman farmers.

Li Zhi made it clear in the newspaper that all the fields that Diao Min had donated to the gentry would be confiscated as public land. Diao people can continue to cultivate these public fields, and the rent of public fields is one mu and one bucket of rice and flour per year. Obviously, the rent of the public land was much lower than the rent originally collected by the gentry.

In order to retain these small people who made contributions, and to prevent them from going to the court to turn their fields into public land, the gentry could only charge a lower rent than the public land, with a maximum of eight or nine liters of rice flour per mu. And the field endowment per acre is seven liters and five he. Cutting away the fields, the land rent collected by the gentry is really not profitable.

Zhao Shiheng is a lifter, since the year he won the lift, every year countless small people bring fields to sacrifice him. Over the past 20 years, he has accumulated more than 3,000 acres of fertile land. He would have charged 30% of the rent for these fields. Compared with the abnormally high land endowment that the officials pressed to the yeoman farmers layer by layer, the land rent given by Zhao Shiheng was very attractive.

In the past, Zhao Shiheng could earn more than 700 stone rice noodles a year, which was equivalent to one or two thousand taels of silver. Some of them were taken by Zhao Shiheng to honor the county lord, and he could still leave more than 1,000 taels of silver. Zhao Shiheng relied on these silver to marry six wives and concubines, and gave birth to more than 20 children in more than 20 years. The Zhao family is a real big family, and they all rely on these fields to live.

Li Zhi is all flat and flat, and Zhao Shiheng is finished.

More than 3,000 acres of land can only receive a low rent of less than one bucket, and each acre of land can only earn more than one liter of income. There are more than 3,000 acres of land, and the income that can really be collected into the Zhao family is only a few dozen stones. There are more than 50 people up and down the Zhao family, plus more than 100 servants, what are you eating now?

Li Zhi took the Zhao family's life at this time.

Zhao Shiheng's eldest son glanced at the other brothers and stood up. Although Zhao Shiheng's eldest son is only twenty-four years old, he has already married three wives and concubines and had five children, and now he is also the head of a large family. He asked Zhao Shiheng, "Dad, what should I do now?" ”

Zhao Shiheng's face was bloodless, he grabbed the newspaper and closed his eyes.

Zhao Shiheng and his sons were in a daze in the hall, but suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"The master and the young master are deliberating! You can't go in! ”

However, before the voices of the servants fell, Zhao Shiheng saw more than a dozen peasants rushing into the hall. The peasants, with their shoes covered with dirt and hoes and sickles in their hands, stood menacingly above the hall.

A farmer with a round head and a big face, dressed in short brown, is Yuan Laosan of Yuanjia Village. Yuan Laosan held a hoe in his hand and shouted loudly: "Zhao Shiheng! Now that the land of the people outside has been reduced to seven liters and five he, we will not do it, the field is not under your name, we will take back our field! ”

Zhao Shiheng looked at this Yuan Laosan, and was so angry that blood poured up in his head.

At the beginning, he was promoted, and the land could be exempted, and Yuan Laosan asked someone to bring the word at that time, and he wanted to dedicate it to his name in every possible way. At that time, Yuan Laosan was oppressed by the government officials, and he had to pay a high amount of land rent every year, and Zhao Shiheng wanted to include his land in his own name, so he would inevitably have to spend money to dredge the county orders and government officials. In the end, it was Yuan Laosan who knelt on the way to participate in the poetry meeting, and kowtowed to himself three times in a row, and Zhao Shiheng reluctantly accepted him into the door.

Yuan Laosan said well when he kowtowed at that time, saying that Zhao Shiheng would be his master from now on, and his life would be in Zhao Shiheng's hands.

In the past ten years, Yuan Laosan has only paid 30% of the land rent to Zhao Shiheng every year, and how many fields have he escaped?

However, as soon as Li Zhijun's policy of Pingtian Fu came out at this time, Yuan Laosan immediately changed his face. He actually rushed into the Zhao family hall with other peasants and threatened Zhao Shiheng with a hoe!

If Zhao Shiheng was frightened by these Diao people and returned the land to these farmers, the Zhao family would have nothing, and in the end, the rent of dozens of stones would not be collected!

Zhao Shiheng's eldest son was furious, stood up and pointed at Yuan Laosan and scolded: "Yuan Laosan, what do you want to do when you break into my house with a hoe?" Do you know the law of kings? ”

Yuan Laosan glared at Zhao Shiheng's eldest son and said with a smile: "Zhao Huaishi, don't think that you are superior to others because you are a child. Now the county order that values you scholarly family has been abolished by the Duke of Jinguo. Today's Jinguo Court is the master of us people, and your landlord can fight against our hundreds of tenant farmers? ”

Zhao Shiheng's eldest son slapped the coffee table angrily and said loudly: "Presumptuous! Yuan Laosan, let me tell you, no matter how bad the court of Jin Guogong is, it also uses the Daming Law to explain legal principles. You have dedicated your land to my Zhao family, and now you have to pay rent to the Zhao family. Even if you pay a thin rent, you have to pay it after all! ”

Zhao Shiheng watched his son speak, and couldn't imagine that at the last moment, he would have to rely on the Jinguo Public Court to protect his private property, and couldn't help but close his eyes desolately.

When Yuan Laosan heard this, he glanced at the farmers behind him. They were unwilling to continue to stay in the Zhao family to pay rent, brandished a hoe and sickle and took another step up, and said loudly: "We don't pay rent to the Zhao family, we want to get back our land deed!" Be a homesteader! ”

When Zhao Shiheng heard this, he was full of anger. He opened his eyes and stood up suddenly, and shouted at Yuan Laosan: "Yuan Laosan, come!" Beat me to death with your hoe! Kill me, you are a robber who robbed the land, see how the court of Jinguo Gong deals with you people! ”

Seeing Zhao Juren's ruthlessness, Yuan Laosan was stunned.

He was a little scared, Zhao Shiheng's prestige accumulated for decades was still there. The hoe in Yuan Laosan's hand is scary after all, where do you dare to really swing it? Zhao Shiheng took a step forward, Yuan Laosan took a step back, and finally took three steps back.

In the end, he almost lost his foothold, and Yuan Laosan shouted: "Even if we don't return our land deed, we can only collect eight liters and five he's land rent." As soon as we get more, we will go to the Jinguo Public Court to surrender ourselves and turn the land that was surrendered that year into public land! ”

Zhao Shiheng glared at Yuan Laosan angrily and did not speak.

Yuan Laosan said loudly: "Liang Xiucai of Xinliang Township is now collecting land rent according to eight liters and five he..."

Zhao Shiheng's sons glanced at each other, their eyes full of desolation. If the land rent is collected according to eight liters and five heels, there is not much left of the land that has been handed over. What will these dozens of people in the Zhao family eat in the future? Men have to go to the county town to make fires and do chores? What about the ladies of the Zhao family who are used to living a rich life?

Zhao Shiheng was so angry that his face was bloody, and he yelled: "Get out!" ”