Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

If this classmate hadn't had someone in the county government, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to make friends with him. Perhaps, this wasn't a lie, but the truth.

But, is it really possible? How many scholars are there in Daqing? If all the fields are returned to the original owners, how can the scholars do it? If the scholars pass the examination, won't it be meaningless at all?

"Brother Ziyu, if you say so, isn't it just empty talk that tax-free fields for scholars like us will be empty talk in the future? Farmers will have to hand over their grain to the county government?"

"this……"

The classmate choked at his words.

What should he say about this? He is also a scholar and has many relatives' fields to his name.

However, he is not as ruthless as An Que. He only collects a small amount of food symbolically, but he will not collect more food than paying taxes.

Wouldn't that be harmful to others? He couldn't do this.

"That's not what you said. The news I heard is that in the future, distance will be determined based on how much land a scholar has under his name. In short, a scholar with more land under his name will be less likely to be reused."

Hearing this, Anque felt excited.

There are a lot of fields under his name. In order to have more income, he took the benefits and gave them benefits to those who came to him for help, no matter whether they were relatives or not.

If we speak according to this, wouldn't he be the person least likely to be reused? He may have an influence on future candidates.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, feeling that this was a serious matter.

"However, Brother An, you can take your time, and you won't act too quickly. I guess the county magistrate hasn't finalized the regulations yet. Maybe my information is wrong, I don't know.

Moreover, even if you take action, you have to do it step by step. At most, the county magistrate will notice it. When you turn around and return all the fields, the county magistrate will not remember it.

At least this year's harvest has to be collected, right? "

The classmate patted An Que on the shoulder and persuaded him sincerely. Of course, he knew very well in his heart. With An Que's self-interest first, even if he heard a little rumor, he would rather believe it than anything else. You won't believe it.

He said these words deliberately to make Anque lower his guard against him.

Otherwise, if he came over to tell him this for no reason, Anque would definitely think that he was planning something, although he really didn't bother to think about Anque's ideas.

"Brother An, I have informed you about this matter. You can figure it out yourself. I have to go to Brother Qingke's place, so I won't stay any longer."

With that said, he prepared to leave.

When An Que heard that his classmate was going to another scholar's home, he immediately believed his words.

Qing Ke is also a scholar, and has a better relationship with his classmate, but he lives further away than Anjia Village. It happens that you will pass by his house when you go there.

"Brother Ziyu, please walk slowly. Thank you very much for coming to inform me about today's events."

He didn't want to keep anyone around, so he thanked him and watched his classmate leave in a hurry. He turned around and frowned, not knowing what he was planning in his heart.

Since he passed the scholar examination, he has a lot of land in his name, his family's life has been much better, and he has saved a lot of money.

It seems that it is time to return all these fields to those families. You can't risk your future for such a meager profit, right?