"The poor have no place to stand, and the rich have to pay the same tax, do you think it's fair?"

"Ning Jue! Hugh is going to talk nonsense again! Xu Jie scolded angrily.

"Does the teacher think this is fair?! Is it unfair or trivial, in time, the poor have no money to lose, and I have no money to use, so how will I resist the enemy? ”

Ning Jue stared at Xu Jie aggressively.

But he didn't back down at all.

Spreading into acres is such a new law.

The resistance is so great that even if you can't find the slightest fault with the new method, there is still a lot of resistance.

Compared to the whipping method.

This is the real pain of the skin.

Just four words are enough to reinvigorate Qingliu, who is already ready to admit defeat and surrender.

From disgrace in front of the king to personal attacks.

No one dares to say that it is not the slightest bit of a paving.

Wang Shizhen's words sounded in the hall.

"Ning Kezhong, since you entered the court, you have been reckless and disrespectful again and again, I think you obviously have other plans."

The Qingliu people standing beside Wang Shizhen also immediately understood, and attacked Ning Jue in the end.

"The Tao clan is a wang clan in Zhejiang, Ning Ke finally urged the peace discussion and then punished the Tao clan, this southern and northern captives, Ning Bingxian is afraid that they have contacts?"

They didn't care if these words could drag Ning Jue off the horse, they just subconsciously wanted to muddy the water and pull more people down, so that the topic could be diverted quickly.

It's just that Wang Shizhen didn't expect that there was no routine in Ning Jue's eyes at all.

"Yuanmei is finally right, I just have other plans!"

"To the monarch's father for Yao Shun, to avoid the hunger and cold of the people, don't you have such a plan?!"

Xu Jie, who was standing in front of Zhu Zaili, also turned around and scolded Wang Shizhen and Ning Jue at the same time: "Ning Jue, Wang Shizhen! ”

"This is the foot of the Son of Heaven, in front of the country, not a noisy place, if you want to make noise, you will go out to quarrel, and you will pollute the Holy Hearing."

Xu Jie seems to be a bowl of water and is persuading him.

In fact, it is pulling the wrong hand.

Wang Shizhen just wanted Ning Jue to shut up, and the two of them blasted out together, but they still let Ning Jue shut up.

"Elder Xu Ge."

Zhu Zaili's voice sounded quietly.

The originally noisy Wuyi Temple was even more silent.

"Lonely thinks, spread into the acre, there is something to say, what does the elder think?"

Zhu Zaili had already spoken.

Xu Jie's face couldn't help but sink.

"Your Royal Highness, the Ding tax of the national dynasty is filled with grain and cloth, and the silver is hastily folded, I am afraid it will be difficult to count, and the matter is close at hand, so let's listen to Su Qing first."

If you can't hide it, you will procrastinate.

Xu Jie, if he doesn't have any skills, don't mix in the cabinet.

"Then the whip method first, anyway, the gentlemen have already discussed, the whip law is not harmful, then I will push the whip method first, and then get the number of silver through the whip method, and then spread the ding into the mu."

Zhang Juzhengjing echoed and said: "Your Highness, if this proposal is successful, then my Ming people Ding Yin will be spared, which is really an unheard of virtue and politics in ancient times." ”

Saying this, Zhang Juzheng glanced at Gao Gong.

Xu Jie counted on the high arch to continue playing.

Gao Gong has lost interest in discussing Rongshi.

"Your Highness, the minister thinks that this discussion is a great good."

The so-called Ding tax, in fact, is conscription, the Song Dynasty has been used to replace the service with money, but Zhu Yuanzhang is still resolutely abolished the use of money for the service, Lao Zhu may not understand the general trend of history, but Lao Zhu understands officials.

This is used as a substitute for service, and when the court collects money, it is indeed just right, but when you really want to go out and spend it, it is impossible to count the amount of money at all.

The rich man paid two pieces of silver and was exempted from forced labor, and the officials were full of private pockets, and they solved their dilemma, and it was even more difficult for the court and the people.

Of course, none of this matters, Emperor Xiaozong will make a move.

The rich should be poor in silver, and the people should be poor in strength.

As with the opening of the Chinese law, there is more money on the books of the household department, and there are more and more displaced people who cannot afford it.

"Mr. Xu, then I will whip the law first, and ask Mr. Zhang to write it down on behalf of Gu."

Zhu Zaili can't wait to spread it directly into the mu now.

But how many dings there are in the Ming Dynasty, and how many are converted into silver, these numbers can only be obtained after a whip method.

Xu Jie's procrastination trick is really impeccable.

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly agreed.

"Whoa."

Looking at the booklet in front of Zhang Ju, Xu Jie's heart immediately felt a pain in his heart.

Spreading the land into the mu not only means that these propertied people have to bear all the forced labor for those people, but more importantly, there will be a more intuitive result that the value of the land in their hands will shrink, and the price of land may not fall much per mu.

But I can't hold up the land in their hands.

Even if it falls by eight dollars per acre, the Xu family's 20,000 acres of land in Songjiang are 10,000 taels of silver.

It's a real cut of meat.

Just when Wang Shizhen and Ning Jue were still arguing in the front hall, Jiajing in the back hall had already stood up and paced.

Huang Jin looked at Jiajing with a nervous face.

"Emperor, the ...... of this discussion"

Jiajing raised his hand to interrupt Huang Jin's words.

"It's not a paving of acres, those four words, children can understand."

Huang Jin asked suspiciously: "What is the emperor worried about, is he envious and returned to the public?" ”

Jiajing's brows gradually wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

"The consumption of silver refining seems to be no more than five out of a hundred, but after tomorrow, I will be able to consume hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every year, and in another twenty or thirty years, what will be the price of silver? I'm a big Ming, and I have little silver. ”

The blessing of alchemy, for the problem of "fire consumption", Jiajing is not proficient, but it can be regarded as a treasure.

Although the fire consumption collected by the local prefectures and counties is on the high side, Jiajing also knows that this loss is inevitable.

It's just that in the dark, Jiajing always feels that something is wrong.

"No, no, take the book."

"What year does the emperor want to adjust the account book?"

"As for the food and goods records and accounts of the price of silver, take as much as you can, and then call me a few account offices."

"Whoa."

Just when there were still discussions in the Wuyi Palace.

A team of guards had already gone to the household department and the Hanlin Academy, and all the classics related to the silver price were transferred to the West Garden.

In addition, more than 20 account offices are on standby outside the West Garden.

The sound of the abacus fiddling did not stop for several days.

Thinking about the question in his heart, Jiajing couldn't even sleep well.

The matter of silver refining is not something that only happened to the Ming Dynasty.

Since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, how much silver can be opened in the Central Plains every year?

Charged as silver money, and smelted, several times back and forth, needless to say, far away, these three or four hundred years, the Ming Dynasty's silver money floated even like the early Song Dynasty, the early Tang Dynasty.

Daming is forbidden to be rich, except for Taizu, Chengzu, and Xuanzong, he has never minted copper coins.

This is equivalent to a pond that has been releasing water for seven or eight hundred years, but the water level in the pond has hardly changed.

Jiajingyan can not be suspicious.

"Emperor, the immortal body is important, this silver price has been like this since ancient times, why bother so much?" Looking at the white hair growing from Jiajing's sideburns, Huang Jin was really a little anxious.

"The output of these silver mountains in the Ming Dynasty has been surveyed every year, and it is the most terrifying in ancient times, and the silver that flows to the market every year is not all blown by the wind?"

Jiajing is naturally really anxious, Jiajing is so anxious that the wind blows so much silver every year, and he, the emperor, doesn't even know at all, and he doesn't even know who picked it up.

"Emperor, isn't it in ancient times, and there are other mines?"

"Other mines? He is a mountain of gold and silver, and he should not be worthy of the thick burial of the Han and Tang Dynasties, every emperor who collapses, every king who is killed, is often tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of taels of silver brought to the ground. ”

Originally, Jiajing didn't think about it in this direction, but it was okay.

The more I think about it, the more I feel furious.

Not only is it a thick burial, even ordinary people have the habit of depositing silver in their homes.

So much silver.

But there is still silver on the market, and even since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there have been more and more silver, so much silver, where did it come out?

"Maybe there's that dirt rat upside down......?"

Huang Jin closed his mouth before he could finish speaking.

Even if this tomb robber is rampant, he can't stand the number of people buried.

It stands to reason that there should be less and less silver in the market in this world.

"If this matter is not investigated, the law of my Ming Dynasty will not be smooth, and the major affairs of this country must not be ignored."

Once the Ming Dynasty performed a whip method.

Large-scale fire consumption every year is just around the corner.

Although each consumption is five out of a hundred, it can't stand the consumption every year, and every year of deportation, the silver ingots have to be melted two or three times.

According to the proportion of fire consumption of five out of a hundred, two million taels of silver will be levied every year, and after five years, the silver on the market in Daming will be less than 500,000 taels.

In public and private, Jiajing must investigate this matter clearly.

At this time, a household account office walked into the West Garden with a stack of thick account books.

"Your Majesty, there is a general result."

Jiajing looked up sharply.

"How?"

The bookkeeper opened the ledger and said softly.

"All the accounts are not matched, if there is only the silver produced by my Daming, the current silver price, every two pieces of silver can be exchanged for at least more than 2,500 Wen."

Even if Jiajing found so many people, the data in his hand was very limited, nothing more than how much silver was buried by the kings of the past dynasties, and how much silver was produced by the silver mines of the Ming Dynasty every year.

The conclusion that can be drawn is that none of the accounts are correct, and then a fairly rough estimate of where the price of silver should be.

"In addition, according to the Book of Tang and the History of the Song Dynasty, the price of silver in the Central Plains has fallen since the three dynasties of Zhenguan, Taiping Xingguo, and Shaoxing, and the dynasty has also been greatly reduced since the ancestor and Xuanzong before it became stable, and the lowly grade is estimated, and it is ...... caused by the early rule of the world?"

Jiajing waved his hand impatiently.

"Zhenguan is still reasonable, in the first year of Taiping Xingguo and the first year of Shaoxing, it was the God of Wealth who saw him Zhao Jia's murder of the monarch and rebellion, and the country was ruined, so he threw silver to the Central Plains to reward them?"

Jiajing casually took the account book handed over by the account room, especially the well-documented records of this dynasty, and only five words came to Jiajing's mind.

- Zheng He went to the West.

Continuing to flip down, Jiajing's blood pressure has already risen.

Because since the fifteenth year of Zhengde, the silver price of the state capitals in the south of the Yangtze River has dropped significantly, and even many state capitals have reported it sporadically, but soon the silver price stabilized again.

Tao Shixian can hide from the eyes of the world, but he can't hide the historical pen of the Hanlin people in the National History Museum.

Jiajing knew that Haili was big, but he never thought that Haili would be so big that it would affect the price of Daming silver.

"According to this, since the arrival of Yingzong, they have not stopped for a day! My Ming Dynasty's 10,000-mile sea frontier has become their way to make money! ”

"My money!"

"Call Zhang Zuolai, call Lu Binglai!"

"Teach the clansmen of all provinces to go quickly, and go to the acres of land for me!!"

"Whoa, whoa."

Whip this turnip.

After all, it brought out the old sludge that Daming had buried for a long time.

(End of chapter)