It's time for summer farming.

The entire Yingtianfu, or the entire people of Jiangnan, have been thrown into the fiery farming.

The people need to harvest the rice that is already full of ears in the rice fields before the rains, and put the grains of rice into the granaries before the weather changes.

After a few rains, we will continue to plant the rice seedlings harvested in the fall.

This is the busiest season of the year for the people in the Jiangnan area, which is called double robbery.

Rush to harvest and grab seeds.

When the people were robbing, the government was not idle.

The tax requirements specified by the imperial court are still recorded in the accounts, but the current government does not dare to rush into the people's homes and bring the grain that has not yet dried back to the government's warehouse.

Officials and servants in the government now have to accompany the officials of the tax distribution departments in various localities to count the average grain yield per mu in the local area for the year, and also to review the local water conservancy situation, etc., to help the people complete the double robbery.

As for the summer and autumn taxes, it is not unacceptable to collect them later.

It's just that the government is so sensitive to the people's feelings, but on the contrary, it makes the people more active in paying taxes, and there is no longer a need for the government to go down to the village to constantly urge the people.

The young master of Shanglin Yuan is a powerful person.

Nowadays, the ears of rice in someone's field are not cute.

The heavy and full ears of rice bent the rice stalks, but made everyone's waists straighten.

After paying the quota set by the imperial court, there is still a lot of surplus food left at home.

There is no need to worry too much, after paying the taxes, the family will take something to eat.

"It is difficult to increase the number of grains on the ears of rice, and Lao Chen and his colleagues in Shanglinyuan have no way to change the status quo now, so they can only continue to improve the cultivation method and find new ways to increase the soil fertility."

Outside the city of Yingtian.

Yuan Sutai, a young master of the Ming Dynasty, was wearing an official uniform, but his legs were held high, and his straw sandals were covered with mud and half dry, accompanying the emperor who had become accustomed to sneaking out of the palace from time to time, introducing the current situation.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of joy.

Since a long time ago, summer has been the emperor's favorite season.

Although it was hot, although people would sweat as long as they came out, it still couldn't stop his love.

Because summer is the harvest season.

The air is surging as far as the eye can see, but it brings with it the strong smell of ripe rice.

A stretch of hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang already held a few ears of rice in his hands.

The ears of rice are full of paddy.

Pinch one with your other hand and squeeze it a little harder, and the husk will fall off the rice.

The rice was sent into Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth.

Some are hard, and you need to chew them slowly to taste the sweetness of that part of the crop.

The emperor did not dare to waste it, and stretched out his hand holding the ears of rice.

Sun Gou'er, the chief administrator of the inner palace who followed behind the emperor, immediately stepped forward and carefully wrapped the rice ear in the emperor's hand with a piece of silk cloth and placed it on his chest.

Zhu Yuanzhang said softly: "It's excellent now." I still remember where I could see people with smiles on their faces at times like this. They are all worried about whether the grain they have collected in the field will be enough to pay taxes this year. ”

Yuan Sutai is also old, and he is very familiar with the rampant conquest and tyranny of the former Yuan Dynasty, so he just smiled bitterly silently.

Behind the two of them was followed by an official in a red robe.

Zou Xueyu smiled, stepped forward and said: "Now Your Majesty is benevolent, not only to force the government to delay the collection of taxes, but also to reduce taxes accordingly if the people suffered disasters back then." Under such benevolent governance, how can the people not smile. ”

Ying Tianfu did not have any major disasters this year, but a few Zhuangzi near the river, which were flooded before the summer.

The harvest in the field was already bearing ears at that time, and although the harvest could not be compared with that of the other land, it would not be lost.

Ying Tianfu only reported the situation and the number of acres of land to the household department as usual.

Who knows, the head of the household, Xia Yuanji, changed hands and sent the chapter to the cabinet.

After some calculations, the tax on those fields was reduced by half.

This is real good governance.

Yuan Sutai nodded, but gradually frowned: "Your Majesty's benevolent government is the blessing of the people of the world. It's just that the old minister is worried that this move can be implemented in Yingtian. If it spreads all over the world, I am afraid that the local government and the gentry and magnates will take advantage of this to enrich their own pockets. ”

Zou Xueyu also looked sideways at the emperor.

The young master's concerns were not unfounded.

Most of the time, the policies of the central court will start from the people at the bottom, but they will always change when they are passed down through the layers of administrative system.

The people below will always have countless ways to deal with it.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not worried at all.

Looking at the golden fields in front of him, and the people who were bent over and busy in the crops.

There was only that deep joy on his face.

"There are more people in Jinyiwei, and the stalls of the tax office are getting bigger and bigger, and now I am looking forward to someone jumping out."

Yuan Sutai stopped talking.

The emperor is good at everything, but he likes to seduce those below to do something like to cut off their heads.

Zou Xueyu glanced at Zhuangzi in the distance and blinked.

He glanced at the Emperor again.

Then he tentatively spoke: "Your Majesty, the minister has something ...... it."

"If you have something, just say it, when did you, the short-tempered Ying Tianzhifu, become vomiting."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't stop, walked on the ridge with a group of people, turned his head slightly, and glanced sideways at Zou Xueyu.

"I think it...... Should the imperial court discuss the household registration system......"

After finishing speaking, Zou Xueyu knelt on the ground.

The air was hotter in an instant.

The smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face was still the same, but his eyes gradually sank.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at the Ying Tian Prefect who was kneeling in front of him.

This short-tempered Ying Tianzhifu, originally in the emperor's heart, was already ready to wait for the end of the year before the imperial court departments and yamen were sealed, and put it in the position of Zhili Dao.

Just now......

"Who brought this up?"

At the beginning of the country, in order to quickly stabilize the people's livelihood, the household registration system of the Ming Dynasty for nearly 300 years was quickly adopted and adopted by Zhu Yuanzhang, and then implemented in the entire Ming Dynasty.

The results are remarkable.

The country is stable, and the people perform their duties.

After experiencing the wars at the beginning of the country, the local government quickly recovered.

There is nothing too big a problem with this system.

But now, the prefect of Yingtian, who has fallen into his eyes, said that he wanted to discuss it.

The meaning of the discussion is not to say that the current household registration system of the Ming Dynasty should be brought to the court and discussed with the ministers to change the meaning.

This is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty.

If it is easy to move, it cannot be said that people's livelihood is chaotic.

Zou Xueyu was a little nervous in his heart.

It was not the first thing he thought of.

It's just that he should be the first to say it in front of the emperor.

Zou Xueyu knelt on the ground and didn't dare to look up.

He could only say in a muffled voice: "At the beginning of the country, Your Majesty established the national household registration system, which is good governance, and the country will be stable after many years, and the people will perform their duties.

Today, however, is different.

The national strength is at its peak, and the new deal is like fire. The weak son of a military household can also serve in the army to defend the country? If the farmer is strong but does not want to farm, he can't defend the border for the country?

The son of a craftsman may also have difficulty inheriting his father's will.

People's minds change, and they are in the order of public morality, but they cannot be reduced to the household registration system.

The Ming Dynasty will become stronger and stronger, and there will be more and more land.

The minister is the prefect of the heavens, and I don't know what the people are like. In terms of heaven and earth alone, there are now three or four out of ten households in the city, and half of the population has entered the workshop to work.

Inside and outside the city, there are strong and ambitious sons, and they are happy to hear that the country has frequently won successes, but they have no way to join the army.

Your Majesty.

The people are people, not plants.

As the saying goes, dragons give birth to nine sons, and the nine sons are different, and so are people.

The state's finances and taxes are based on acres and merchants, not on household registration.

Nowadays, the tax per acre is different from place to place. However, in terms of the sky, the commercial tax far exceeds the tax per acre.

In the past, the minister wrote to Suzhou, Yangzhou, Hangzhou and other places, and this was the case everywhere.

Changing the household registration is not to indulge the people wantonly, but to increase the vitality of the people.

The minister thinks that this is also the good governance that His Majesty should do. ”

Zou Xueyu's voice echoed in the surrounding crops.

His meaning is simple.

The son of a mouse does not necessarily make a hole.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the accompanying officials around him, his face did not change, but he asked again: "These are all what you think?" ”

He needed to make sure that Zou Xueyu's words were not something or some important ministers in the court who wanted to use his mouth to tell him, but just the young official's own political thoughts that he had done very well in the position of Ying Tianzhifu.

Zou Xueyu finally raised his head.

Meet the emperor's scrutinizing gaze.

Zou Xueyu nodded heavily.

"These are all things that Wechen himself saw, heard, and then said."

Zhu Yuanzhang did not make a sound, but looked around at the accompanying officials again.

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to look directly at the emperor at this time.

The household registration system was decided at the beginning of the country.

In everyone's cognition, almost no one would think that the Ming Dynasty would change this policy.

Zou Xueyu spoke again at this time: "Your Majesty, the son of a farmer does not necessarily have to farm, but he can also enter the court as an official, serve His Majesty, serve the court, and serve the world!" ”

This sentence really spoke to Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.

Emperors are probably backbone-based.

Especially for Zhu Yuanzhang.

He could not see the people suffering, but he would rather see the people live a good life one by one.

Let the sons of the people also enter the court as officials, and do things for themselves, the Zhu family, and the people of the world.

This is what Zhu Yuanzhang is happy to see.

Why can only those families who have studied for generations be able to become officials?

Why can't a son who farms be an official?

In fact, it is this kind of 'anti-bone'.

It is the real reason why a craftsman like Zhang Ergong can become the Ming Dynasty wearing a red robe and being the official of the second grade of the Ministry of Industry.

The emperor just wants to let the world's scholars and those so-called millennium and centennial families take a look.

A craftsman he promoted can also be an official, and he can do better than them!

Change the current household registration system of the Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Yuanzhang has already begun to think in his heart, if it is changed, how to change the current household registration system in an orderly and stable manner, and under the condition of ensuring the stability of the world.

"What does the young master think of what this kid said?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang did not affirm or deny, but asked Yuan Sutai's opinion with relish.

Yuan Sutai thought about it and didn't rush to speak.

Instead, he made a gesture to the emperor and led the emperor to continue to press the ridge under his feet to move forward.

Zhu Yuanzhang was not in a hurry.

He and Yuan Sutai can be regarded as people of the same era, and they both went through the seemingly never-ending disasters in the last years of the Yuan Dynasty.

The two of them walked at the front, surrounded by the rice that had not yet been harvested.

The people who were busy in the fields were no strangers to the emperor.

Seeing the emperor walking on his own ridge, he had no intention of coming forward to talk, but just looked at it from a distance and continued the work at hand.

It is necessary to take the crops home as soon as possible, and then hand them over to the government, so that the government can give them to His Majesty the Emperor.

Yuan Sutai walked forward for a while.

Then he slowly spoke: "Your Majesty, what does your Majesty think of the rice yield of my Daming today?" ”

"It's not what it used to be."

Zhu Yuanzhang gave an affirmative answer.

It is precisely because of the fact that Yuan Sutai has become the number one civil official in the current dynasty.

said that his power is not great, and his official position is still limited to the supervisor of Shanglin Yuan.

But even those in the Wenyuan Pavilion didn't dare to easily ignore the words that Yuan Sutai occasionally handed over.

Yuan Sutai said again: "Yes, this is not what it used to be. If you want to call Your Majesty a joke, Lao Chen is now looking at this, and he feels like he is in a dream. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly: "How can I not be like this." ”

It's like a dream.

It's even more dreamy than when he became the emperor with mud legs.

Yuan Sutai smiled: "The minister doesn't understand the affairs of the country, but he knows that even if it is difficult to increase the number of grains in this rice ear now, there must be a way to increase the yield, which is also what the old minister has to do for the rest of his life." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said: "The young master will always be the supervisor of my Ming Dynasty Lin Yuan Supervisor, no matter when, I will be the Ming billions of people, and I should remember the merits of the young master in my heart." In the future, when I enter the earth, the young master will have to accompany me in the closest place. ”

Inadvertently, the emperor gave Yuan Sutai a great honor.

Yuan Sutai bowed down and thanked him, and then said: "Since agricultural affairs are like this, the old minister thinks that state affairs should also be like this. Although Lao Chen is old, Lao Chen has now taught several apprentices, all of whom are doing very well, and Lao Chen believes that they will definitely do better than Lao Chen. ”

After saying this, Yuan Sutai rolled up his sleeves and walked into the clearing that had been harvested on one side.

This old man, who didn't want to be a young master of the empire, but was more like an old farmer, bent down and leaned over the field, picking up the rice scattered in the field little by little.

The farmer not far away saw it, but he was a little puzzled, but he didn't step forward to stop it.

It's just a few catties and a few taels of rice, and the old official will take it.

It would be best if His Majesty could taste the crops grown in his own field by the way.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the ridge, but laughed.

is a backbone, how could he have a legalistic temperament.

So, he also took off his shoes, and under the frightened gaze of Sun Gou'er, he jumped into the field on the side, and followed Yuan Sutai to pick up the scattered rice in the field.

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