Chapter 50: Autumn Grain
In the past few days since returning home from Fucheng, Fang Yingwu has indeed been annoying, and he is very annoying.
The pain of being harassed by the matchmakers of the Eighteenth Road every day is definitely no less than Gao Zhong picking eleven sled cars in a row, and Fang Yingwu doesn't understand how these old women have the physical strength to cross the ten-mile mountain road.
He had heard it from the mouths of Hong and Xiang's second sons, who also went to participate in the Jinke Township Examination, and it seemed that his father was favored by the young lady of the Nanjing Wangzhong Cheng family. It is about the reason why the news did not spread locally, which is why a group of people are eyeing my father.
A Xie Yuan may not achieve much in the officialdom, but in his hometown, he is definitely a well-known name, can he not be favored. After all, the dynasty was a rural society, and the power of self-government in various places was in the hands of the local gentry.
However, from another point of view, Hong Xiang and the others can be regarded as gentlemen, and they are worth dating. Because they don't have the habit of gossiping about others. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the scandal between my father and that Miss Wang would have been flying all over the sky long ago.
After Fang Yingwu thought about it carefully, he didn't let out his father's scandal, otherwise after others despaired, the target would be completely shifted to him, and he was afraid that he would be ten times more troubled.
It's better to use his father to hang other people's appetites first, the trend is always bursting, and after this limelight passes, he can still relax and relax more or less.
On October 23, no one came to harass him, and Fang Yingwu breathed a sigh of relief. He had dinner with Sister Lan, and was about to add fragrance to his red sleeves and read at night with a lamp - the sky is pitiful, and now Fang Tongsheng can finally afford to light an oil lamp, and it is a very bright high-end product!
But I heard someone shouting outside the door: "Is the little minister at home?" This voice was from the head of Huaxi Village, Fang Yingwu got up and stood at the door of the house, beckoning him to come in.
When he entered the house, he found that the uncle of the chief family was frowning, as if he had something embarrassing.
However, in April and May in the first half of the year, Fang Fengshi, with the help of Fang Yingwu, overthrew the former Changcheng Kaitai, who had dominated Huaxi for many years, in one fell swoop, and became the new mayor in one fell swoop. At this point, the historical wheel of the Huaxi area has rolled forward and officially entered a new era.
Therefore, in Fang Yingwu's impression, every time he sees this new general armor, he will feel his heartfelt pride. Of course, Mr. Fang has self-knowledge, and he doesn't have a long shelf in front of Fang Yingwu.
But today, Fang Zongjia's sad appearance made Fang Yingwu quite strange.
"Alas!" Fang Zongjia sighed before speaking, and then poured bitter water and said: "The autumn grain will be collected in October, this errand is simply not done by people!" ”
The collection of grain taxes in the dynasties was unprecedentedly complex, with different regulations from county to county, and there were as many as 100 tax and grain sections in a small county. What official fields, private fields, tax-free fields, tun reclamation fields, what upper fields, middle fields, lower fields, and what upper households, middle households, and lower households, each has an algorithm for each article, of course, this has nothing to do with the current Fang Yingwu.
All in all, the three villages of Huaxi have a total of 1,065 acres of land, excluding 140 acres in the names of Fang Yingwu's father and son, and the rest is 925 acres. The total tax on autumn grain is 37 stones, and the additional consumption is doubled, making a total of 74 stones of rice grain.
The autumn grain collection is all in charge of the grain chief, and the chief cooperates, but this year, the former grain chief Wang Dewang went to Hangzhou to do business, and no one served this service for a while, so it was all under the responsibility of the new Li Changfang at the right time.
After a few months of pride, Mr. Fang finally forced it. The positive tax is very clear, that is, how to distribute the increase and consumption is too difficult to coordinate.
"The villagers in Shanghuaxi told me that my clan has been bullied in the past, and this year I was supported by the villagers to become the chief, don't you take care of your relatives and compensate for it? In this way, I will not be able to open my mouth, and I will inevitably be scolded for eating inside and out, and I will be poked in the back.
The Wang family in Zhonghuaxi used to be taken care of by the Wang family, but this year they categorically refused to change their strings and insisted on handling it according to previous years. Among them, your cheap old father-in-law Wang Dongyan is the most energetic, and I don't dare to touch him, I'm really helpless!
On the side of the Cheng family in Xiahuaxi, they were already angry because they had undertaken all the conscription today, and a few old people of the Cheng family said clearly that today's autumn grain plus consumption should not find Huaxi Village to be the boss. If the Cheng family still bears the additional consumption, I am afraid that they will really rise up and rebel. ”
"What happens if you can't get it? Will the county government have a charter to punish this phenomenon? Fang Yingwu stroked his chin and asked very academically.
"Doubling the cost in this county is a rule and must be guaranteed. If the full amount of autumn grain is not collected and sent to the county warehouse, I will have to go to the county government's big board. Half a month, if you can't collect it, you will take it once. If I still can't collect it in three months, I will be flailed outside the county yamen for three days. ”
As it turned out, Fang Yingwu's obsession for details was satisfied. In the eyes of the county government, it generally doesn't care about the specific situation of each villager, and everything is managed by the chief of the grain.
Poor Fang Zongjia is the stand-in for all the villagers in Huaxi at this time, and if the autumn grain is not complete, he will take the board for all the villagers.
After complaining, Fang Fengshi looked at Fang Yingwu with hope, expecting Fang Yingwu to give him an idea.
Fang Yingwu said with emotion: "I used to wonder why he became more and more domineering when he was the governor of Kaitai in the future, doesn't he really understand the truth of being kind to his neighbors?"
Now I gradually understand that if the governor is not shili and not domineering, it will be difficult to control people, and if he can't control people, he will suffer himself, and the government will not care about his suffering. So it is understandable that Cheng Kaitai has become a bully. ”
Fang Fengshi was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it really made some sense, Xiao Xianggong deserved to be a scholar, and he looked at the problem more deeply than his mud legs. But the truth can't save the emergency, Fang Fengshi couldn't help but ask directly: "What do you think?" Can't you just watch Uncle Wei being beaten by the county government? ”
Fang Yingwu suggested very sincerely, "Why don't you be the chief of this house?" No service and one body light. ”
Fang Fengshi seemed to be raped, jumped up and shrunk his shoulders and said in horror: "How can this be done?" How does this work? Xiao Xianggong, you are smart and cover the top, and they all say that you are the stars and descend to earth, don't you have the slightest idea? ”
Fang Yingwu shook his head and said, "You still can't see through it." Everyone is interested, let others be willing to pay more, you can't, I can't. ”
Fang Yingwu said a few things in a row, Fang opened his mouth at the right time, didn't say anything again, and got up and left helplessly.
When Fang Feng was sent away, Sister Lan asked while chatting with Fang Yingwu, "Can't you see it?" Mr. Fang wants to ask you to go to the county to talk about the project, reduce the consumption of Huaxi's grain this autumn, and save him the difficulty of collecting grain. ”
Fang Yingwu sighed: "Of course I can see it, but I can't do this. Although the increase is not a regular item in name, it has been a convention for many years, and it is similar to the main item in the government, and it is actually a part of the tax, but it is more flexible.
Since it is a national tax, the collection of taxes is the power of the imperial court, and there is a balance between the privileges of the gentry. Although it is nothing more than human affection, everything pays attention to a degree.
For people like our family, because of their fame, they have been completely exempted from taxes and grain. If you want to reduce taxes and grain for the whole village, it is a bit excessive, and breaking the balance will inevitably cause a backlash.
If we go to talk about things today, maybe tomorrow who will go, who can have no face? Do we all need to reduce taxes and grains? In the long run, the country will not be a country! ”
"What's more, I don't have a reputation now, I'm just a child, what qualifications do I have to interfere in the county's government affairs? If you bother the county because of this problem of not doing your own thing, it is estimated that it will be regarded as a lot of things that do not know the height of the sky, and the result can only be counterproductive.
If it arouses the disgust of the county respect, it will be more than worth the loss, after all, even if you win the show in the future, you still have to live in the county school.
What's more, bothering the magistrate for such a trivial matter is simply a waste of favor and opportunity, and smart people will not do this. ”
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Today's work reasons are that I don't have time to code words during the day, and I don't have time to think about it when I go home at night, so I'll send a chapter first.