This is Mr. Fang's recital.

I've seen it myself.

When the queen mother learned about this, she also reprimanded herself, so today she let herself go to see Concubine Chen first, and then come to her father, but it's a pity - it doesn't seem to be of much use!

"Father, my son thinks that what Mr. Fang said also has a certain amount of truth."

"Yes, Mr. Fang is indeed very eloquent!"

Zhu Yunwen picked up the fold, flipped through it, and sighed in his mouth: "The article is really well written, the writing is like flowing water, and the narrative is detailed and well-founded, from Li Si's "Book of Expulsion to Guests" to Han Gao and Wei Wu's orders to seek talents, and then to Tang Taizong's "The heroes of the world are all in my place"; ......”

"In the end, it was concluded that the heroes of the past dynasties have become immortal because of recruiting and using talents, and extraordinary people will be given extraordinary encounters, how can they be ......the same as peddlers and pawns."

Seeing his father's mean face, Zhu Wenkui lowered his head, his little face slowly turned red, and then suddenly got up and knelt down and said: "Father, Mr. Fang is a great sage, and he is loyal to his father and the court, even if he occasionally does not conform to the king's heart, his father should not be so frivolous, once it spreads, I am afraid that it will hurt the hearts of the wise men of the Quartet!" ”

"Hmm-"

Choked on his son's face, Zhu Yunwen's face immediately became a little unbearable, and he wanted to be angry, but he suppressed it in a flash, put down Fang Xiaoru's recital, and said with a smile: "Kui'er, get up, it's me Menglang!" ”

"Thank you, Father!"

Looking at his son, who was a little angry, Zhu Yunwen shook his head secretly, but his mind was racing rapidly, and suddenly, he stood up, walked to the bookshelf next to him, took out a book from it, put it in his hand, and then walked back to his seat and handed it to his son: "This is Mr. Fang's anthology, I heard that you helped print it?" ”

"Yes!"

Zhu Wenkui stood up, took the book with both hands, and gently stroked the cover: "Mr. Fang's poetry and writing are good, and he has been passed down to future generations and admired by thousands of people, and his son likes to do this kind of thing very much!" ”

"Huh,"

Zhu Yunwen was silent for a while, and said, "Kui'er, if you come to be the emperor, how will you use Fang Xiaoru?" ”

“......”

Zhu Wenkui hesitated for a long time and raised his head: "Consult on political affairs, entrust important tasks, and rely on pillars!" ”

"Smack!"

Zhu Wenkui jumped up in fright and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Father, the emperor is angry!" Father's anger! Erchen is wrong! Erchen is wrong! ”

"Get out!"

Liu Zhen at the door rushed in, but was scolded by Zhu Yunwen and hurriedly retreated.

"You get up for me!"

Zhu Yunwen suppressed his anger: "Sit down!" ”

"Yes!"

"Do you know why I didn't reuse Fang Xiaoru?"

"Erchen..... Ignorance! ”

Zhu Wenkui secretly rolled his eyes, and then said in a low voice.

"Fang Xiaoru is a person who is smart and studious, alert and agile, and his intelligence and morality are all the choice of the moment, but it is a pity that he has a fatal weakness." Speaking of this, Zhu Yunwen sighed, and said with some hatred: "That is, he has read too much and become too idealistic, always likes the past and the present, and always thinks that the system recorded in "Zhou Li" is the most perfect in the world. ”

"Of course, this is a common problem of Confucianism, which is not surprising, but it is a pity that he has not changed in the slightest over the years, and even some have worsened."

"For political affairs, he can also put forward a lot of plans, but unfortunately, in most cases, it is all on paper, divorced from reality, and most of his starting points for solving problems come from "Zhou Li", rather than the reality of the Ming Dynasty."

"For example, this gentry pays grain in one piece, he thinks that the gentry's payment of grain and court subsidies are completely redundant, one in and one out, they are all doing useless work, wasting public money, and even giving corrupt officials the opportunity to do their own thing."

"Do you think so?"

"Erchen thought...... There is some truth in what Mr. Fang said. ”

"Hehe, on the surface it looks like it's true, but it's not."

Zhu Yunwen stood up, paced back and forth a few steps, glanced back at his son, and said: "The so-called gentry are essentially scholars, which can be roughly divided into five categories, such as Xiucai, Juren, Supervisor, Jinshi and retired eunuchs, they all have the privilege of tax exemption and immunity, which is the preferential treatment of scholars by the imperial court, and there are two advantages to this, one is to improve the economic situation of poor students, and the other is what Fang Xiaoru said, to win the support of scholars to the imperial court. ”

"If their land is taxed normally in addition to the prescribed amount, I don't need to make a big deal about it. But the reality is not the case, it is the local officials who are responsible for collecting taxes, they are scholars, and they and their descendants will sooner or later become gentry, so from their point of view, the more tax exemptions the gentry have, the more they become the system, the better it will be for them, so they will involuntarily lower the bottom line, and over time, it will cause a large loss of national taxes. ”

"If taxes are lost, the imperial court will inevitably severely punish the local officials, who will not go to trouble the gentry, but will attack the small people and raise their taxes."

"The small people have no choice but to sell their sons and daughters, or take risks, and even give their land to the gentry and become tenants themselves-"

"How is this possible?"

Zhu Wenkui said in surprise: "Why do you want to give away the land?" Or even become a tenant? ”

"The reason is simple,"

Zhu Yunwen sighed twice: "Because the gentry do not have to pay taxes, they can protect the tenants, and as long as the land rent paid by the tenants is lower than the taxes of the imperial court, these tenants can live." ”

"In the long run, the tax base of the imperial court will become smaller and smaller, and the gentry will become richer and richer."

"And as the gentry became rich, they would collude with the officials against the local officials of the imperial court, so that the authority of the imperial court in the local area would gradually be lost."

"Not only that, because of the emergence of a large number of tenants, there will also be disadvantages such as gentry oppression of tenants, abuse of private behavior, etc., and there may even be disasters such as gentry co-opting tenants, privately accumulating swords, and then plotting against the sky."

"No, you can't! Father, is this, is this possible? ”

Regarding Zhu Yunwen's analysis, Zhu Wenkui was difficult to understand, and even more difficult to accept, so he subconsciously retorted.

In fact, I don't blame Zhu Wenkui, the situation Zhu Yunwen said did not appear at that time, and the land was indeed filled, but the scale was not large; And the phenomenon of bullying and co-opting tenants is not common, and as for plotting against the sky, it is pure artistic exaggeration.

"Why can't it be?"

Zhu Yunwen glanced at his son and said in a deep voice.

"When the great grandfather was in power, he once repeatedly ordered and reaffirmed that it was forbidden to recharge, and the offender was punished for corruption, and he had to peel the daylily; Now that my father governs the world, he is even more orderly, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and officials at all levels are conscientious and conscientious, not to mention that they are all people who have read the books of sages, how can they do such a humiliating thing? ”

Zhu Yunwen was speechless for a while, he found that his son's stubbornness was beyond his imagination, what should he do?