"Long live you! Long live you! All the people said to Pan Wenkang with a flattering face:

"We have already learned that we are wrong, the title deed will be returned to you, you can do it well, and you will ......"

"Hehe," but heard Pan Wenkang sneer:

"What? At that time, you group of mud-legged people, you said that you would go away, but now, when you say that you will come back, our Pan family will accept it so obediently? ”

"When I'm a bully in the Pan family?"

"Humph!"

"Take the title deed back! My Pan family is not rare! ”

Pan Wenkang actually sneered at the people, turned around and closed the door with a bang.

Like you really don't want to get the title deed back?

At this time, Yuwen Shihong had already come back to his senses and wanted to indulge in the past.

Good for you evil bullies!

Not only did he do a lot of evil without knowing it, but he was still the most righteous one?

Yuwen Shihong already knows that if this matter is not handled thoroughly, there will be troubles.

He endured the temporary absence of the scene, spent the night in the humble inn in Yangzhou City, and early the next morning, he stayed at the door of Pan's house.

Today, there are many more people around the door of Pan's house than yesterday, and the people are in a hurry.

After yesterday's closed door, the faces of the people who were worried that the harvest would be all taken into account were even more anxious.

Just when the people were talking about maybe it was really hopeless, and even had been discussing for a long time, the door of the Pan family opened slowly.

Pan Fu held a small teapot in his hand and drank tea leisurely at the spout.

"Master Pan! You're open! You're good to go! Just ......"

"Eh, don't worry, I can't remember this," Pan Fu raised his hand, and the people were really silent like tamed sheep, pricking up their ears and waiting for Pan Fu to speak slowly and leisurely:

"This land deed was taken away by the emperor himself, how dare I take it back without authorization?"

At this time, a slightly younger strong man's eyes rolled quickly, he hurriedly came over, and stammered:

"You didn't take it back, we sold it to you voluntarily!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes! We sold it to you voluntarily! ”

"Sell? I won't buy it," Pan Fu continued to hold his head high slowly, and said:

"Our Pan family, we have changed jobs to do other livelihoods, and the land is no longer worth it, and you vulgar mud legs, do whatever you like, don't block the noise at the door of our house."

When the people saw this, they became excited again, and they pleaded with all kinds of pleading, almost as if they wanted to force the land into Pan Fu's hands, but Pan Fu just didn't accept it.

Yuwen Shihong watched silently from a distance, he had already seen that Pan Fu was waiting-

Waiting to hear what he wants to hear.

In the past, between tenants and landlords, the grain was divided in half, and if farm tools and cattle and donkeys were used, then it was divided into six or four, that is, forty percent for the people and sixty percent for the landlords.

The taxes are paid by the landlord's family according to the head of each household.

The disadvantages of paying according to the household are here-

No matter how many acres of land the landlord has, even if it is 10,000 mu or 100,000 mu, it only needs to be handed over to one household.

If the 10,000 acres of land belong to 100 households, then you have to pay taxes for 100 households.

That's how these landlords drilled the hole!

And the public grain that should have been handed over to the state treasury was also hoarded by these landlords to their own grain depots!

However, Yuwen Shihong did not throw all his anger on the landlord, he knew that there was something wrong with the law!

"Master Pan, in previous years, you were a tenant for your family, and they were all divided in half, if you are willing to take the title deed back, we are willing to divide it into six or four! You six! Small Four! ”

Someone finally got to the point, but the people around were surprised.

If there is such a leader who says this, don't they have to follow the rules?

"I'd love to do the same!"

In a short time, there was a man who considered that even six or four cents would have more food left than if he had paid directly to the household.

And Pan Fu was still leisurely drinking tea at the spout of the teapot, and when the noise became more and more noisy, he waved his hand and said:

"That's not good, is it?"

"Nothing bad! Mr. Pan, you have a lot of adults! Take back the title deeds! The young men said urgently.

"Eh," Pan Fu waved his hand and said:

"Where's the good, I'm just going to get a six? This makes my Pan family suffer a lot, and if you don't say anything, you have to pay for it. ”

"I heard that the Taishou Mansion wants to take how much of you? It's cost-effective, and if you deal with the Taishou Mansion yourself, the taxes you have to pay will already exceed seventy. ”

"And I only receive 30%, is it more reasonable than being too shoufu?"

Yuwen Shihong in the distance has already laughed angrily at this Pan Fu, you are a landlord gentry who eats people and does not spit out bones!

I didn't put you to death at that time, which is the last mercy I should have!

"Okay, Master Pan, you have the final say."

The people who were strangled and breathless, seeing that they had no other choice, no matter how to spend their spittle and reasoning and currying favor, it was useless.

Gradually, many people have responded to this humiliating condition, and then hung their heads down, handed over the title deed, and left the door of the Pan family mansion with a sigh of loss and relief.

On this day, Yuwen Shihong experienced a magical day.

No wonder Wang Mang didn't end well, it seems that the troubled times use heavy canons, and they can't be used too recklessly.

Otherwise, the consequences will always be so unexpected.

When I returned to the Imperial City, the palace was in chaos for some reason.

Smelling that Xi was waiting at the gate of the palace, and seeing that Yuwen Shihong had finally returned, he rushed over:

"Something is wrong! Emperor! Qi suddenly deployed 100,000 troops to Taiyuan County! If it marches westward to Linjun, it will have the intention of attacking my Great Zhou! ”

“？！” Yuwen Shihong was surprised, at this time, shouldn't Qi Guo be silent?

Why is it that he is so bold all of a sudden, and he actually dares to invade my Great Zhou, whose territory is twice that of the Qi country?

"Where have you been for the past half month? The DPRK and China are in a mess due to the restructuring, and Qi must have smelled the wind and dared to act so recklessly! ”

Wenxi, who has always been calm and calm, has a hurried tone at this moment, he is anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and a layer of hot sweat is breaking out on his forehead:

"Taiyuan County is not a place that can be despised, its surrounding mountains are around, so it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the minister guesses that Qi Guo's move has the intention of spying or containing, and the emperor must think about it before making a decision."

The implication of smelling Xi's words is to remind Yuwen Shihong not to make a decision that the sudden restructuring has almost paralyzed the operation of the central government, and the impact is very far-reaching.

Yuwen Shihong nodded quietly:

"Let's go, go to the Xuanzheng Palace's study, and take a look at the map before discussing."

And smelling a few key words in the Western dialect sound, Yuwen Shihong had another idea in his heart-

Wind?

Could it be that I am in the middle of the court, there is an inner ghost?

Yuwen Shihong still remembers that there was no similar spy system at this time, and there was a hidden pile in the Tang Dynasty.

Could it be ......