Chapter 107: Dusty
Spread into the acre, followed by the gentry to pay the grain.
But Zhu Yunwen was so cautious and cautious, but he was not targeting landlords and squires, but vassal clans and noble ministers.
Because the gentry received grain in one piece, including not only the landlords and squires, but also the nobles and clansmen.
At that time, the gentry class was not developed, although the gentry grassroots in the Song Dynasty sprung up, but Meng Yuan into the Central Plains, but caused a devastating blow to them, Meng Yuan admired martial arts but not literature, so it did not let the gentry get used to some stinky problems.
The founding time of the Ming Dynasty was not long, it was only forty years after the full fight, and Emperor Hongwu was also famous for being harsh on scholars, and even killed a group of people through the two cases of Hu Weiyong and Lan Yu, so the gentry at that time did not have a climate at all, and those who were willing to risk the danger of destroying the door for the sake of land and land taxes can only be said to be blinded by lard and impatient.
Some small-scale tax resistances and boycotts will not even be reported to Zhu Yunwen before the case, and will only be seen in the briefings of the Ministry of War, the Investigation Department, and the Security Department.
As for the nobles, even generals such as Ping'an and Sheng Yong who often lead the army to go out on expeditions do not actually control the military power, and now the elite of the Ming Dynasty is all in the guards, and the guards are directly under the emperor, and no one is allowed to interfere; And the local guards are also not under their control; The most important thing is that the Jing army is completely in the hands of the emperor, and all these nobles can rely on is a few hundred families.
In the final analysis, the most troublesome thing is the clan vassal king.
The gentry are not terrible, the nobles are not terrible, and the clan vassal kings are actually not terrible, but if they are combined, it is very terrible.
Therefore, Zhu Yunwen took gentle measures and compensated the nobles and vassal kings, trying not to damage their interests.
The method is very simple, the clan vassal kings and nobles have tax-free land, most of which are given by the emperor, so Zhu Yunwen ordered the household department, the ritual department and the Zongren Mansion to account for these tax-free lands, and then give them the tax amount in the name of "imperial gift".
In this way, in the entire Ming Dynasty, except for Huangzhuang, all land needs to be taxed, but the nobles and clans can get a certain amount of "tax refund".
As for commercial tax, no one is exempt from taxation, even shops under the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
In addition, for scholars with meritorious reputation, the previous preferential treatment will be retained as usual, but the tax exemption per mu will be changed to cash compensation.
According to the regulations, the tax-free quota is 2,000 mu for Jinshi, 400 mu for lifters, and 80 mu for Xiucai, according to the tax of 0.07 yuan per mu, calculation, Jinshi is 140 yuan per year, 28 yuan for lifters, and 5.6 yuan for Xiucai.
Taking into account the difference between the north and the south, the south generally has two crops, so multiply by two; Theoretically, there is only one season in the north, but in order to reward remote areas for going to school, multiply by one and a half times.
This compensation was later named the "Scholar's Allowance" and was enjoyed for life and was not inherited.
According to the Ministry of Households' estimates, the annual expenditure of the scholar's allowance is about 450,000 silver dollars, and it will increase year by year, and the peak is expected to be about 1.3 million silver dollars.
If the scholar enters the school, such as the government school, the university, and the Taixue, he will only enjoy the corresponding school subsidy, and the subsidy for the scholar will be suspended.
Seeing this number, Zhu Yunwen felt that he could afford it, so he waved his pen and agreed.
But Zhu Yunwen knows that this will definitely cause many people to be dissatisfied, because this plan reduces the space for many people to operate in the dark, but it is passable, and it can appease most people, which is enough.
With this plan, Zhu Yunwen felt that he had done his best, and if anyone didn't open his eyes, he would have to kill.
But who could possibly go wrong?
"Who's most likely?"
Zhu Yunwen muttered, his fingers wandering around the map, and finally stopped at one place - Jingzhou.
......
Investigation Division, Prisons.
The sun outside the window was brilliant, but the atmosphere inside the room was still so eerie.
"Senior sister, please inside!"
Hearing the knock on the door, Lin He stood up, and when he saw Yin Wushuang at the door, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and reached out to pull the other party's hand.
Yin Wushuang was still wearing a mask, and when she saw Lin He's hand stretched out, she subconsciously took two steps back, and then said in a deep voice: "Lin Baihu, Hugh is presumptuous!" ”
"Uh-"
Lin He was stunned for a moment, looked up at Yin Wushuang, and then bowed his head and said, "The lowly Lin He has seen Lord Qianhu!" ”
"Well, excuse me!"
Yin Wushuang waved his hand, walked into the torture room, walked to Lin He's position, flipped through the interrogation records, and then glanced at Peng Ziyun, who was being tortured, and then turned his head and said, "Lin Baihu, he still refuses to recruit?" ”
"Yes, the lowly office has exhausted all means, but he refuses to confess the whereabouts of Old Piff Peng!"
"Oh, this is a warrant from your lordship, take a look!"
As he spoke, Yin Wushuang took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Lin He.
Lin He took it with both hands, first checked the fire paint, then tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper and looked at it carefully, his expression immediately changed, and then he looked up at Yin Wushuang, and said with a respectful expression: "Since Lord Hu ordered, this place will be handed over to the adult, and the humble post will go down!" ”
"Well, you go down!"
Yin Wushuang waved his hand.
......
After Lin He withdrew, Yin Wushuang was in charge of the interrogation.
Yin Wushuang glanced at Peng Ziyun, who was full of flesh, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, the pain in his heart a month ago had gradually disappeared, and the songs and laughter and soft words of the past began to come to his heart again.
She stood up, walked in front of Peng Ziyun, and said softly: "Ziyun, you still recruit it, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin?" ”
"Qingyin, are you here again?"
"Yes, my lord wants me to preside over the trial! Don't make it difficult for me! ”
"Hehe," Peng Ziyun smiled bitterly: "This Hu Hu is really vicious!" ”
"You-"
Yin Wushuang was speechless, but he quickly reacted, raised his hand and gave Peng Ziyun a slap: "Hugh has to slander the adult!" ”
"Hehe, isn't it?"
Peng Ziyun shook his head and said in a low voice: "Hu Hu asked you to interrogate me, it seems that one of the two of us is going to die!" ”
Die?
Yin Wushuang shuddered slightly, and she paced lightly: "Ziyun, we are husband and wife, as long as you confess, I will plead with the adult and let him spare your life!" ”
"Qingyin," Peng Ziyun closed his eyes, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes: "I confessed the contact location with my father, although you can't catch him, but there will be some traces there, I'm already very sorry for my father." ”
"So, I can't say it again, otherwise it's a beast that is inferior to pigs and dogs!"
"——Ziyun, even if you don't explain, do you think Master Hu won't be able to find your father?"
"These are two different things, I can't do anything wrong again!"
Listening to Peng Ziyun's categorical voice, Yin Wushuang said with a choked voice: "Ziyun, are you really willing to die?" Do you ignore our husband and wife? Are you really going to abandon me? Let our children be left without a father? ”
"I can't betray my own father because I'm afraid my children won't have a father!"
Yin Wushuang staggered two steps, walked to the table, sat down, was silent for a while, and said, "Torture!" ”
"Yes! My lord! ”
This afternoon, leather whips, chili water, and tiger chairs were all used, but Peng Ziyun still didn't move.
Yin Wushuang looked at the sunset line shining in from the window: "Forget it, let's do it today!" Then she got up and walked to the door, and the jailer hurriedly ran to the door and opened the door for her, but she was immediately stunned.
Lin He stood at the door.
"What are you going to do?"
Yin Wushuang instinctively felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but shout.
"Lord Qianhu," Lin He walked up with a smile, gave a deep salute, and then straightened his waist: "Has Peng Ziyun recruited?" ”
"Not yet!"
"Then why don't you continue to torture?"
"No, it's getting late, and if you don't use the torturer again, you'll die! Let's wait for tomorrow! ”
"Hehe, Lord Qianhu, this is the handwritten order of Lord Hu you brought here, please take a look!"
Yin Wushuang only noticed that Lin He was still holding a piece of letter paper in his hand at this moment, and saw him hand over the paper with a smile on his face, Yin Wushuang subconsciously took it, just glanced at it, and couldn't help but let out an "ah", took two steps back, and at the same time looked back at Peng Ziyun, who was being untied by the jailer, and tears couldn't stop flowing.
"My lord, let's do it!"
Lin He walked in slowly, staring at Yin Wushuang's mask tightly, and pointed at Peng Ziyun with a somewhat hideous expression.
"Why me?"
Yin Wushuang suddenly shouted, and then she stood up and rushed out: "I want to see your lord!" ”
Lin He smiled coldly.
Yin Wushuang stopped, and more than a dozen crossbowmen appeared at the door, and the crossbow arrows in their hands were facing her.
Yin Wushuang didn't dare to move, and subconsciously retreated into the house step by step, "Bang", and the door closed again.
"What's wrong? Voiceless? ”
Peng Ziyun didn't see the crossbowman outside the door, but he saw the lost Yin Wushuang and asked a little strangely.
"It's very simple, Senior Sister wants to kill you!"
"Shut up!"
Yin Wushuang roared angrily.
"Okay, I'll shut up! Whatever! Lin He walked to the table, leaned back, put his feet on the table, and looked at the two of them playfully.
"Qingyin, is my limit up?"
Yin Wushuang was silent.
"Don't be embarrassed, give me a knife, I'll do it myself!"
"No, you can't!"
Yin Wushuang raised his head, and said in a somewhat strange voice.
Peng Ziyun was silent, he understood, and his expression couldn't help but be a little sad, a little desolate, and a little helpless.
Yin Wushuang gently pulled out the embroidered spring knife on his waist, looked at it silently for a long time, and finally raised his head and said sadly: "Ziyun, don't blame me!" ”
As soon as Peng Ziyun was about to speak, he felt a chill in his throat, and the knife light swept through his neck like lightning, he subconsciously covered his throat and made a "uh-uh" sound, but the blood still flowed out of his fingers, and he slowly fell to the ground and closed his eyes.
"Shhh
Lin He Huoran got up to stand up, but forgot that his feet were on the table, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, and in his stunned gaze, Yin Wushuang put the knife into the sheath, turned around and opened the door, and the door was empty.
"Bang dang!"
The door closed again, and Lin He stared blankly at Peng Ziyun's corpse.