"What do you think?"

Zhu Yunxi turned around and calmly stared at Xia Yuanji, who was standing in front of him with worry and entanglement.

As he said, apportioning the land into the mu is, in the final analysis, just transferring the taxes collected by the imperial court from the heads of the people to the acres of land.

Even those who hold large tracts of fertile land do not have to pay taxes in the past, and there are only some more taxes to be paid under the acre, and there will be no resistance under the suppression of Tang Li and the army.

But the unity of the officials and gentry is different.

On the basis of apportioning the land to the mu, this policy was further extended to the court officials and those gentry families with imperial examination backgrounds.

In the past, these officials and gentry were not required to pay taxes.

Nowadays, under the integration of the gentry, they also need to pay taxes according to the acres of land.

That's the real change.

The fields are there, and whoever owns it is not whose family does not belong to it, and the government and the court have archives.

They could no longer hide, they could no longer hide their property, and they had to pay the same amount of taxes as the common people.

This caused the disgust of the officials and gentry who were still alive in Zhejiang Province, but they probably did not dare to speak under the experience of their former colleagues and friends.

But Ying Tiancheng, the Ming Dynasty and dozens of other Dao, but they will be afraid and worried.

And Xia Yuanji is also a member of this group of official gentry.

Xia Yuanji's heart jumped at this time, he knew very well that he was a member of the group of official gentry. He knows better that the integration of the official gentry into the mu is now only implemented in Zhejiang Province, but one day it will be implemented to the entire Ming Dynasty.

"The minister thinks that when it comes to suffering, after all, it is all living beings, and the people of the world."

Xia Yuanji replied cautiously.

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "You are very good, handle the affairs of Zhejiang Dao, and leave the rest to me." ”

Neither of them spoke plainly, but they looked at each other in unison.

Xia Yuanji said that the people are the most miserable, which is a statement, even if his family has begun to spread into the mu of officials and gentry, and his life is better than that of the people, so there is no reason to oppose this matter.

What Zhu Yunxi said was even simpler and clearer.

He Xia Yuanji has done this well, and he doesn't have to worry about his official career in the future.

Xia Yuanji sighed: "The truth under this world is, after all, the people's heart. ”

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "That's the reason." ”

……

"It's unreasonable!"

Liu Sanwu, a scholar in the Ming Dynasty who was as red as a statue of Guan Gong, blew his beard and glared for a while, and smashed the blue and white cup that had been rewarded for more than ten years with the plaything in his hand.

With a wave of his long arm, he swept a Fushou blue and white porcelain jar on the table of the Eight Immortals of Huali to the ground, accompanied by the broken blue and white jar.

Zhao Mian, who was sitting in the lower hand, took the tea cup in his hand and took a sip gently.

Since last year, I picked new tea, and the tea tip baked by the lady of the pavilion was swirling in the tea cup and exuding a delicate fragrance like milk putty.

It's just that this Lord Tobe Shangshu doesn't have the heart to taste this rare tea at the moment.

It's just by drinking tea to suppress the anger in his heart.

Liu Sanwu looked over and snorted coldly: "Do you still have the heart to drink tea?" In a few days, they will all be divided into acres, and they will all have to pay for grain in one piece. The official gentry of the dynasty and the world's reading system are all gone, and you won't even have to drink the ordinary new tea when the time comes! ”

Zhao Mian smiled bitterly: "Liu Sheren rest assured, as long as there is a sip of tea from the official, there will be your share of tea soup." ”

Liu Sanwu waved his sleeves and tilted his head.

He felt that a person like Zhao Mian, who only talked about interests and did not talk about the dignity of reading, would not be able to do it for a long time in learning after all, and it would not be far-reaching.

It was only a half-loud effort, and Liu Sanwu didn't see Zhao Mian speak.

He had no choice but to turn his head again and said in a deep voice: "You know everything about Zhejiang Dao, you have killed half of Zhejiang Dao, thousands of official gentry, tens of thousands of families have been implicated and beheaded, and tens of thousands of people have been sent to the Qin Domain." ”

Zhao Mian raised his eyebrows: "You want the imperial historian and the official to talk about this?" ”

Liu Sanwu nodded sullenly: "The old man can see now that Qin Fanqin's disaster relief is fake, but it is just a skin." ”

Zhao Mian smiled: "The Qin Domain has been on the border for many years, where do you know how to provide disaster relief, but it's just to be infamous." ”

"Your Majesty's thoughts...... Over the years, the old man has long seen that he is not standing with us. Liu Sanwu's face was a little lonely, and there seemed to be a picture of the most glorious era of the former Song Dynasty scholars in front of him, and he sighed faintly: "This matter, if there is no nod from His Majesty, young people will not dare to do it." Therefore, we can only start with half of Zhejiang Dao's bloodshed. Your Majesty, you can't let those rural people come to shepherd the world......"

Zhao Mian nodded, the matter of Zhejiang Dao must be stopped.

That's not what the two men who are there right now are thinking.

It is the idea of countless officials and gentry who can't come here and spread throughout the Ming Dynasty.

"Now it can be seen that as long as everything goes well in Zhejiang Province, the imperial court will probably fully implement it, and everyone will be encircled at that time." Zhao Mian finally revealed the worry and uneasiness in his heart at this time.

Liu Sanwu said: "Get the imperial grandson back from Zhejiang Dao, as long as he is not there, it will be difficult for the Qin clan to continue, Tang Li can't interfere in government affairs, only Xia Weizhe from your household department is left, it is difficult to support it alone, and it will also suffer from the pressure of local rebound, and it can no longer be continued." As long as Zhejiang Dao can't do this, His Majesty has no excuse to continue to implement it. ”

"That's going to make some trouble." Zhao Mian frowned: "But if you cause trouble, according to Your Majesty's temperament......"

The emperor kills people, more ferociously than the emperor's grandson, and leaves no room for negotiation.

Liu Sanwu slapped the table with reluctance.

It's very worrying about how long the Pear Blossom Eight Immortals table can last.

And Liu Sanwu was already full of anger.

"This is the system, and it is the dignity of thousands of scholars in the world!"

"Your Majesty has never said anything in all these years of governance, but now this is to put us and other scholars and the people of the world on the same chair."

"Sage disciple, why is this so?"

Zhao Mian responded, which was regarded as recognition.

It is their consensus that the scholars are treated preferentially, and the world supports the scholars and clans.

Liu Sanwu continued in a low voice: "No matter what kind of decree is being implemented in Zhejiang this time. It is the collapse of half of the Zhejiang Dao officialdom, which is also appalling. With this time, there will be no next time. ”

Liu Sanwu was extremely anxious in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has killed many people over the years, and now the imperial grandson, the national capital, is also killing people, when will it be a head, and when will the world be peaceful?" ”

"If you can kill half of Zhejiang Dao today, will you clear half of the court in the future?"

Finally, this old and elderly scholar of the middle school said another worry in his heart.

Unrestricted use of imperial power.

Zhao Mian couldn't help but turn his head to look out.

It was quiet, and this made his heart settle down a little.

Restricting the unrestrained use of the emperor's authority is the unspoken rule that they, or most of the officials in the court, have not spoken, never discussed, but silently enforce together.

Zhao Mian couldn't help but panic in his heart.

Drink all the tea in one go.

After taking a long breath, he lowered his voice and said: "This matter is not a day's plan, it is not a generation, we can only do the precursor and wait quietly." ”

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