Chapter 707: The Vassal King Pays Taxes?

In the capital, there seems to be a group of young people, who respect Zhu Jun's conscience and the unity of knowledge and action.

Not only that, they advocate saying less, doing more, and using practice to verify their ideas.

They call themselves the 'Gewu School', also known as the 'Mind Study'.

This group of people is despised and accepted by the mainstream of the literary world, but they are developing at an unimaginable speed.

And today, Wang Shouyang's words seem to confirm one thing.

Zhu Jun's thoughts can really influence many people.

All along, how Zhu Jun said, how he did it, and what the result was, these are all traceable.

Although that kid has itchy skin, he really hasn't bragged.

Whatever has been said, it can be done.

The thought of self-doubt once again arose in his heart, and although he was suppressed again, Zhu Yu's words echoed in his ears again.

"Evil sons, they are all evil sons, messing with our minds!" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, returned to the imperial study, and began to hesitate again, "That bastard has been in Weihaiwei for so long, and he doesn't know how to take the initiative to write to us, so angry with us?"

Wouldn't it be too much for us to do this?

The rest of the people are all kinds of rewards, and he has made so many contributions, but there is nothing like last time, and even Wang Zhuang did not give it to him. ”

However, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't want to bow to Zhu Jun, so he thought of an idea.

He hurriedly called Hubu Shangshu Hongyi over.

Hong Yi is Xie Si's successor, this person is average, but he is better than doing things safely and honestly.

"Weichen see Your Majesty!" Hong Yi hurriedly paid homage.

"Get up, let's ask you, is there a Ueda near Weihaiwei?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

Hong Yi was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Yes, but how many there are still need to be flipped through the booklet." ”

"Our sixth son-in-law was born, and we, who are grandfathers, can't help but show it." Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Let's get together 100,000 acres and go to the field!" ”

100,000 acres of Ueda, that is, 1,000 hectares, is not much, but what he wants is Ueda.

The fields are divided into upper, middle and lower, and the Ueda is naturally the best and most fertile.

Hong Yi said: "Your Majesty, is it too much?" ”

If it is just a reward of 100,000 mu of Shangtian to his grandson, it is indeed too much, but Hong Yi did not expect the deeper meaning behind Lao Zhu's reward.

"Is it much?" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, "Let's make it up according to 100,000 mu, if Weihaiwei can't make it up, let's make it from other places." ”

It's like Zhu Samarium, when he became a vassal, he rewarded 400,000 mu of fertile land, and this fertile land may not be available in one place, so it will be distributed to various state capitals and let them share it equally.

"Your Majesty, if 100,000 acres of land are used for planting......"

"Let you go, what is all this nonsense?" Zhu Yuanzhang was a little angry, "This 100,000 mu, we have to divide it to the other children of the sixth child, and it will be more than 10,000 mu for one child, are there a lot of these fields?" ”

Hong Yi finally reacted at this time, Zhu Jun was a vassal, and it seemed that he had not yet given a reward, "Your Majesty, however, the king of Weihai has not yet given a reward, if you add the reward of the king of Weihai, it will ......"

Seeing that Hong Yi didn't open which pot to mention, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed angrily, "We have our own conclusion, you just do what we say!"

If you can't do it, don't do this household book! ”

Hong Yi trembled, and said with a bitter face, this thing is not easy to do, 100,000 acres of land, all over the place, it is a matter of cutting meat.

But the emperor was angry, and he could only do it.

After Hong Yi left, Zhu Yuanzhang found that his anxious mouth was burning because of the fire.

"There's no one for us to worry about." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

At this time, Zhu Jun didn't know what was going on in the capital, and in the past few days, he was almost annoyed by Weihaiwei's county order.

This old boy came here early every morning, for a very simple reason, just to beg him to take back his life.

No, it came again early this morning, "Weichen see His Royal Highness King Weihai!" ”

The county magistrate of Wendeng County is called Zhou Wenhui, and he is quite honest, and when he decided to take up the domain, he asked people to check this guy to the bottom of the day, but nothing was found.

"Didn't I already explain to you, this exemption from agricultural tax, I will naturally play to the court, you don't have to worry about next year's grain tax, next year's grain tax, I will naturally think of ways from other aspects!" Zhu Jun said.

Zhou Wenhui was about to cry, "Your Highness, don't make fun of Weichen, you have the final say on the taxes of the domain, and you don't have to pay taxes to the imperial court." ”

If it was just a tax cut, he would definitely cooperate, after all, the vassal king was in the domain, that was the emperor of the soil, and it was easier than the emperor to speak.

He, the county commander, wants to be happy, he must be obedient.

But Zhu Jun was good and directly exempted all agricultural taxes.

That's a big deal.

A tax cut is a tax cut, and a tax exemption is a tax exemption, and the two cannot be compared, and once it is spread, he will be in big trouble.

"The grain tax in Wendeng County is less than 30,000 stones, which is the lower county, and it is converted into money and silver, which is only more than 10,000 taels of silver, and this more than 10,000 taels of silver, this king leaks a little bit from his fingers, which is enough." Zhu Jun said helplessly.

Daye distinguishes county seats, not by the number of people, but by taxes.

Where the grain is less than 100,000 stones, it is the upper county, the grain is less than 60,000 stones, the middle county, and the grain is less than 30,000 stones.

Like Wendeng County, a small county with less than 30,000 stone of grain, it is naturally a lower county.

Zhu Jun will pay taxes when the time comes, and the vassal king will pay taxes, and he will laugh to death when he says it.

But this is what Zhu Jun really thinks.

It's like the property under his name, all of which pay commercial tax.

If you can pay 350,000 taels of silver a year, one year is worth two years of grain tax.

Grain and silver cannot be conjured out of thin air, and one party must bear it.

For him, it was too much of a luxury to support his own family in one piece.

If it was just money and silver, the silver in his hand would be enough for him to spend ten lifetimes in luxury.

Zhou Wenhui smiled bitterly: "That's His Royal Highness, and the officials don't dare to ......."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, anyway, this year's grain tax has already been paid, and this king will naturally take the silver to cash next year, you don't have to worry about this king going back on his word.

I believe you also know the person of this king, and you can say the same.

If you want to go up, you can seriously implement the king's policy, and the king can guarantee you a high promotion within two years.

If you want to be a Baili Hou who has nothing to do here, then you just have to shut up.

As long as you don't covet ink and don't oppress the people, this king can tolerate you! ”

Zhou Wenhui shrunk his neck in fright, he is in his fifties this year, and it can be said that he has missed the best age for promotion.

His idea is to die in the position of the county magistrate, and he can return to his hometown in the future.

But in front of Zhu Jun, he didn't dare to say this, "Your Highness is at your best!" ”

Although he knew that this old boy had different hearts, Zhu Jun smiled, "There is really something for you to do right now!" ”