Tang Yixue sat on a chair and replied while revising the new issue of "Jiangyue Tabloid Newspaper":

"In short, it is to incorporate the original poll tax into the fields."

"In this way, the poor people with less land will pay less taxes, and their burdens will be lightened, and the gentry with more land will pay more taxes, and the revenue of the treasury will remain unchanged."

The little maid's eyes lit up and she exclaimed: "Looking at this newly enthroned Emperor Zhou, he is really a good emperor who thinks about the people!" ”

When Tang Yixue heard this, she raised her eyes and glanced at her, and said, "Emperor Zhou didn't want to implement the apportionment into the mu. ”

The little maid's eyes showed doubt, and she shook the newspaper in her hand and said, "But young master, isn't our newspaper written like this?" ”

"Writing like this is the ...... of Qianguocheng"

When Tang Yixue said this, she hesitated for a moment, and then changed her words: "It's what Xiangye meant." ”

"Huh?"

The little maid looked puzzled and asked, "Why did he do this?" ”

Tang Yixue put down the newspaper in her hand, looked at the little maid who had served her since she was a child, and asked rhetorically: "Yu'er, who do you think will benefit the most after the implementation of the apportionment?" Who suffers the most? ”

The little maid blurted out: "Naturally, the poor people benefit!" Damaged ...... It must be those powerful people. ”

Tang Yixue asked again: "Then do you think that the poor people are more powerful, or the powerful are more powerful?" ”

The little maid blurted out again: "Naturally, she is a powerful person!" ”

After speaking, she seemed to understand something, and her face showed a sudden look, and said: "What the young master means is that the implementation of apportionment into the mu will cause opposition from the powerful!"

Compared with the poor people, the emperor cares more about the powerful, so even if the emperor knows that there are many benefits to apportioning the land, he will not implement it. ”

Tang Yixue Road:

"I should say, I don't dare."

"The magnates of the Great Zhou Dynasty controlled most of the acres of land and money and grain, and the implementation of the new policy by the Zhou Emperor had already aroused their fear, and the implementation of the apportionment into the mu would inevitably cause fierce resistance.

If Emperor Zhou really dared to spread the land into the acres, he might fall into the lake in the back garden and drown in a few days......"

"Is it so serious?"

The little maid was a little unconvinced.

The supreme emperor would be killed by his courtiers for implementing a new policy.

Tang Yixue looked at her and said, "Yu'er, we are working hard for Xiangye now, there are some words that you must always keep in mind." ”

The little maid saw Tang Yixue's serious tone, and her expression became solemn.

"Young master, you say, the slave must remember."

Tang Yixue said slowly: "This is a world where you eat people and don't spit out bones, there are some things, if you don't do it, the years will be quiet, once you do it, you must be ready to bear the consequences."

For example, printing and printing in the newspaper will definitely cause the wrath of Emperor Zhou, and the spies of the East Factory will definitely search for our whereabouts desperately.

So when you hand over the newspaper to the bookstore, it's time for us to get ready to leave the luggage of Jinyang Mansion. ”

The little maid was slightly stunned: "But we have just arrived in Da Zhou." ”

Without waiting for Tang Yixue to speak, she seemed to understand something, and muttered to herself:

"Could it be that the task given to the young master by the prime minister of Qianguo is to spread the false news that Emperor Zhou is going to implement the apportionment of acres throughout the Great Zhou?"

Tang Yixue looked at her and corrected: "It's not the prime minister of Qianguo, it's the prime minister." ”

The little maid's expression was complicated, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she still didn't open her mouth after all.

Seeing this, Tang Yixue knew what she was thinking, sighed, and laughed at herself: "Since you are someone else's dog, you must recognize your position, otherwise sooner or later you will be killed." ”

The little maid saw that her young master was a little depressed, her heart was sour, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice: "Young master, don't say that. ”

Tang Yixue raised her eyes and glanced at her, her delicate face showed a smile, and said, "What are you crying about, for me, it's a blessing to be alive now."

What's more, Xiangye didn't do anything to me, he just pulled me out of a cage and put me in his cage.

I've lived for someone else, I've lived for nineteen years, and it's okay to have a few more years. ”

Hear this.

The little maid suddenly realized.

The young master said so much today, maybe not for her, but for the second lady.

After all, the second lady is arrogant and will never willingly live under others for a long time.

According to the young master, if you can't recognize your position, sooner or later you will be killed.

The young master is persuading the second young lady, she has lived aggrievedly for so many years, and it doesn't hurt to be patient and patient.

Come to think of this.

She subconsciously looked at the window.

There.

Tang Rou, who was dressed in an ink-colored suit, was sitting on a chair, looking at the latest issue of Daqian Monthly in her hand with full attention, her expression was neither happy nor sad.

"I don't know what the young master said, the second lady didn't hear it."

The little maid sighed in her heart, turned her head, looked at the young master in front of her, wiped away her tears, and said:

"Young master, in fact, the slave has something that has been held in my heart, and I don't know whether to ask or not."

Tang Yixue glanced at her and said, "Say it." ”

The little maid hesitated for a moment and said:

"Has the young master ever thought about how he will face the lord of the country one day in the future?"

"It's been more than half a month since we left Chang'an City, and the lord of the country should already know by now that you and the second miss are still alive, if he sends someone to look for you, won't you see it?"

"If it dries up one day...... Xiangye asked you to assassinate the lord of the country, did you do it? ”

Hear this.

Tang Yixue's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a depression rose between her eyebrows.

For a long time, she seemed to think of something, and let out a mournful sigh.

"Hey......"

The little maid waited for a long time, but did not wait for an answer.

I understood in my heart, and before the young master could figure out what to do, he picked up the newspaper to be printed and saluted.

"Young master, the slave and maid have delivered the newspaper."

After she left.

Tang Yixue looked at her sister in front of the window with a pair of apricot eyes, and said slowly:

"Rou'er, what do you have to say?"

The voice fell.

Tang Rou slowly put down the newspaper in her hand, turned her head to look at her sister, gritted her silver teeth, and said angrily:

"Damn dog, the author is out of context again!"

Tang Yixue: "......"

After being silent for a long time, he said:

"Pack up, it's time for us to leave."

............

Great dry.

Chang'an City.

The Imperial Palace, the Palace of Nourishing the Heart.

Dragon chair.

The little empress in a loose dragon robe looked at the music in her hand, her brows furrowed slightly, and she asked, "Why did the State of Zhou suddenly send an envoy of more than five hundred people to visit my Daqian?" ”

Behind.

Lin Wan'er said: "The slave has already sent someone to investigate." ”

Wu Mingkong put down the piece in his hand, picked up the teacup containing the beauty tea, took a sip, and asked casually: "How long will it take to get the results?" ”

Lin Wan'er hesitated for a moment and whispered, "At least...... Half a month. ”

Wu Mingkong put down the teacup, looked at Lin Wan'er, and said angrily: "If you can't find it, you can't find it." ”

"Half a month later, the missions have all arrived in the capital, what else is there to check."

Lin Wan'er lowered her head, pitiful, and didn't dare to speak.

Wu Mingkong thought for a while, and then asked, "You say, Fang Xiu, that traitor, will he know?" ”

Lin Wan'er replied: "The first village controlled by Fang Xiang, spies are all over the world, no accident, you should know it." ”

"This traitor! With so many spies, I don't know what to do! ”

Wu Mingkong scolded angrily, but his expression did not change, and he commanded:

"Send someone to the Xiangguo Mansion to inform the traitor and let him come to see me."

Behind.

When Lin Wan'er heard this, she pursed her lips.

She found out.

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, His Majesty has scolded Fang ** thief at every turn.

I don't know if Fang Xiang really did something that annoyed His Majesty.

Or did His Majesty deliberately do this, and it seemed that he was not so close to Fang Xiang.

Hum!

She saw it that day, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in front of the Moon Viewing Tower, His Majesty took the initiative to throw himself into Fang Xiang's arms.

The body is still twisting and twisting.

No matter how many times Your Majesty scolds the "traitor", it will not change this fact!

Lin Wan'er thought so and responded.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Hmm."

Wu Mingkong nodded and continued to review the chapter.

After a few moments, all the pieces were processed.

She picked up the teacup, took a sip, took out a copy of "Jiangyue Tabloid Newspaper", and read it.

After a stick of incense.

As if she had thought of something, her brows furrowed slightly, and she said:

"If I'm not mistaken, the commander of the guards beside Fang Xiu seems to be also called Dian Wei?"