The land south of the Yangtze River, the land of fish and rice, is much stronger than the north. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info said that since the beginning of the 10,000 years, this god has changed his face, the wind and rain are not smooth, and it has been very cold for decades. In this cold, the crops will fail, and the yield will be much worse than before, and after deducting the taxes handed over to the county, there will be even less left in the hands. If there is a shortage at home, and if there is a shortage at home, and those who owe millet or copper plates on credit, this day will be difficult.

Fortunately, the place in the south of the Yangtze River is okay, no matter how cold it is, it can't get anywhere, and the output can't catch up with the past, but it's definitely much stronger than the north, and no matter what, you can't starve to death. Of course, for those poor people and for the big landlords, it is not a matter of starving to death, but whether there is more or less income. One is hungry, the other is input, and the two cannot be mentioned together.

Looking at the thousands of acres of fertile fields in front of him, Master Ye was very satisfied. He has been an official for half his life, so he has saved such a big fortune, and there is a son of Tanhualang in the family, which really makes him very proud. Speaking of the Ye family, if you don't give a thumbs up and praise in the eight townships in the left nearly ten miles, even Kunshan County, Suzhou Mansion, and even Nanjing, you have to take a look at him Ye Jiagao.

Although the Qing Dynasty has become a Ming Dynasty now, and his son is a Tanhualang of the Qing Dynasty, Master Ye is not worried that his status will decline because of this. Because his son who explored Hualang was very smart, he saw the opportunity quickly, and followed Cai Shiying, the governor of Caoyun, in Yangzhou to return to the Ming Dynasty anyway. I heard that when His Royal Highness King Qi entered the city, he was still led by his own son, and based on this alone, Master Ye dared to say that looking at Jiangnan, the status of his Ye family is still the same as before, and no one dares to underestimate his family!

Tanhualang is still Tanhualang, the Ye family is still the Ye family, Ye is still Ye Lao, the world has not changed, the only thing that has changed is that there is a lack of braid on the head... Or in other words, the emperor can be changed, but the gentry cannot fall.

Master Ye walked around the edge of the field with his hands in his hands, which was a habit he had developed over the years, and he would walk around his field on time every morning. This is not to say that Master Ye is very concerned about the crops in his field, estimating how much grain he can harvest this year, how much money he can sell, or whatever. Rather, he liked to do so, because he enjoyed the flattering glances and cordial greetings from the tenants when they saw him.

"Master Ye!"

"Sir, you're here!"

“......”

Along the way, from time to time, tenants and the subordinates of the Ye family put down their work and stepped forward to greet them warmly, just to leave a good impression in front of Master Ye.

What is the identity of Master Ye? In the Ye family's one-third of an acre of land, he is the sky, so only others call him respectfully, but he will not reply to the other party. If Xingtou comes, Master Ye can casually call the other party's name, then the other party is really honored, and the motivation to work can be much higher. After returning from work, maybe I can talk to my wife and children for a long time. Master Ye knows my name, what a blessing this must be.

What do the tenants think, Master Ye doesn't think about it. Speaking of the Qing Dynasty, Master Ye didn't hate it, because his son was admitted to the imperial examination of the Qing Dynasty, if it wasn't for the Qing Emperor's hand-picking, would his Ye family be able to explore Hualang? So Master Ye is really grateful from the bottom of his heart for Daqing.

But this Daqing is all good, but it is not good at all, that is, he has to pay taxes for grain and taxes. This was unthinkable in the Ming Dynasty, at that time, no matter how big the Ye family was, no matter how many tenants there were, the government did not dare to ask his Ye family for a copper plate. Because the gentry are exempt from taxation, it has been a rule for more than 100 years, and no one can break it. If the officials in that mansion are not interested, Master Ye has 10,000 ways to make the other party soft. Some officials who didn't go on the road had just taken office not long ago, and they were transferred away by a clerk from the ministry, and Master Ye saw a lot back then.

Fortunately, although the Qing Dynasty asked Master Ye to pay taxes, after Master Ye spent some money in the official mansion, the days were the same as before, only a symbolic payment every year, and the big head was still in his own hands. The county officials are not as good as the current management, no matter how loud the thunder of the Qing court is, if it falls below, someone must implement it. And among the local officials, which one has nothing to do with the Jiangnan gentry, and which one dares to risk offending the Jiangnan gentry to do that "common anger of people and gods".

A gentry is a gentry, no matter who the emperor is, tax exemption, that is a matter of course! If you really want to pay it, just mean it. Haven't you noticed that when the pirates invaded the Kou in a big way last year, many people secretly contacted them in private and wanted to respond? Why? Isn't it because these people don't even want to pay the symbolic tax? Compared with those people, Master Ye felt that he was still worthy of the Qing Dynasty, at least he didn't have any fornication with the bandits.

On the way back, Master Ye saw that the people around Zhuangzi were busy in their own fields, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Alas, prosperous, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer.

You say that this common people were so miserable yesterday? You said that this natural and man-made disaster has been going on for decades, and the court still collected so many taxes yesterday, how can the people live...

But... If you don't suffer these people, don't you still suffer from the master! They don't pay the field tax, this tax has to be paid by the master, you count, how many acres of fat and thin land do our old Ye family, plus those that are not measured under the name, this is really to pay taxes one by one, how do you say that my family can live...

The monk of the temple said that I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, this is not reasonable, you have to follow me, whoever loves to go to hell loves to go, anyway, I don't want to deal with Hades! Since these people are already so poor, they will not be poor for a while, so ah, whether it is the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, the taxes still have to be paid by their people, as for us who have a family and a business, and have a reputation for themselves, we have to live for ourselves and our children and grandchildren, otherwise, what do you mean by saying that this person is alive?

Master, I have worked hard to save my belongings and provide for a tanhualang, if I have to pay food and taxes like the people, why bother?

Say a thousand things and ten thousand, the affairs of the court, love to get yesterday and get it yesterday, as long as you don't beat the idea of our gentry!

I have no other hopes, just hope that the tenants will honestly pay their rent, and other things - it will rain, my mother will marry, let him go.

Before returning to the house, looking at the long queue for rent payment, Master Ye's two eyebrows were almost together, and he looked at the tent room with a smile on his face to weigh the tenants, and from time to time he pouted his butt and glanced at the scale, lest the tent be bad and get the benefits of the tenants, and secretly did things to reduce the harvest of his own grain.

Small buckets go out and big buckets go in, that's the dirt buns do it, I, Ye Tiancheng, am also from a good background, can I do the same thing as those black-eyed dirt buns! How much scolding this has to incur! According to the rules, how many achievements should be made, and our Ye family will never collect more than one grain when collecting rent, and never one more!

What does the human heart know?

Since ancient times, "those who win the hearts of the people win the world", it turned out that the world belonged to the Zhu family, and later called Aixin Jueluo to occupy it, and now the Zhu family is calling back, whether you are surnamed love or surnamed Zhu, we don't have any ideas, be our Shunmin, you say you want to shave your hair and make it easy to wear, let's shave your hair easily; You said that you want to restore the clothes of the Han family, let's restore the clothes of the Han family, it doesn't matter, I Ye Tiancheng can't control the major affairs of the country, and I don't have the ability to manage it.

I, Ye Tiancheng, only want a heart, a name! Otherwise, when the county lord treats a guest, can I, Ye Tiancheng, sit in the first place? If it weren't for this reputation of being considerate of the people and being undeceiving, would the county magistrate be able to look down on me? But then again, if it weren't for my eldest son who was Tanhualang, the county magistrate might not be so polite to me.

As soon as he thought of his own Tanhualang, Master Ye couldn't help but think about the words that his son asked someone to bring him, asking the family to send him five thousand taels of silver, saying that he had just invested in Ming anyway, and he had not been reused in the King of Qi, so he had to do a little bit up and down, ask someone to do some activities for himself, and then find a good position in the court of the Southern Capital, so it would not be in vain for him to get Tanhualang in the cold window for ten years.

To be an official, you have to be a person first, these officials are all people, as long as you do a good job, this official will naturally be fine. How do you get people right? Silver! As the old saying goes, money can make ghosts grind! As long as the money is in place, everything will be in place!

It's a good thing that the son wants to be motivated, Ye Tiancheng supports it, he is not unreasonable, knowing that his son is the imperial examination of the Qing Dynasty after all, the Tanhualang of the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty has just recovered, and the two sides fought so badly in the past, the son of Tanhualang is not easy to do in the middle, but what if he leads the horse to His Royal Highness the King of Qi? There is no one in the court to speak for him, and it is difficult to do anything.

The problem is that this time it costs 5,000 taels! As soon as he thought of this number, Master Ye subconsciously felt a pain in his flesh, and his cheeks were very sore: My good man, five thousand taels, this is not a decimal number, how many years of rent do I have to collect to receive this number.

Thinking for a long time, the heart is horizontal, the teeth are bitten, money is something outside the body, life does not bring death, anyway, I have suffered for a lifetime, calculated for a lifetime, for the sake of children and grandchildren, if these five thousand taels can really make Oi Er make a fat difference, it is also worth it!

Master Ye actually understood it tightly in his heart, he knew that no matter how much silver there was, it would not be good if it was useless, could it be that it was piled up and counted when it was okay at home! This silver, you have to use it, you have to take it out, you have to exchange it for silver! Now my son wants to use this money to do activities and ask for help, and this money has to be held out without hesitation, why? Because this silver is worth it, and it is used on the blade! If you make a profit difference, you can earn back 50,000 taels immediately, do you think this business is worth it? Of course it's a good deal!

I was thinking about who to send to the capital to deliver the silver, but I saw my housekeeper running over with an uneasy face, and before he could come forward, he shouted from afar, with a look of urgency.

"Sir, sir! Oh no, the arrears are on our village, and the debts are on our village! …”