Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Daming officially allowed 30% of the loan interest, but Song Ren borrowed 60%.

And it hasn't been postponed yet, and there is no profit.

"...The field was collected by the government and sold, and the small debts were not repaid, and the family became tenants..."

"Uncle Xinghe, once it is determined that he has escaped, the original land will be sold."

Chang Yu sighed a little, but Fang Xing was very calm, and asked, "Who is it usually sold to?"

"Local……"

There is almost no need to answer this question, just look at Ma Rong's face.

Wang Ying felt that this was her chance and said, "Uncle, my lord, this is called selling waste and giving it away. It was bought by the local gentry, but there was actually no money."

Half-sold and half-free...

Wang Ying knew that today would be a disruptive day, so she boldly said: "Later, the court has a decree to exempt the disaster-stricken areas from taxes, but...the tenant farmers still have to pay rent."

The emperor pityed the people and decreed to exempt the tax. The rich were exempted, and the tenant farmers were still paying the rent and handing it over to the landlord.

Chang Yu said bitterly, "Go on."

He felt that he was a little high, and the people's sufferings were almost unknown.

Wang Ying took a step back and said: "The local grain chiefs are very powerful. Those farmers can't afford to pay their contributions and can only borrow money. They are becoming more and more impoverished. I have seen less than a hundred households who have become poor because of this... "

"Assignment?"

Fang Xing asked gloomily.

Wang Ying said embarrassingly: "Uncle, I just set up a name...find a name to collect money...but the most feared one is Kebuy."

Fang Xing nodded, and Chang Yu immediately said, "I'll give you everything, this officer will protect you."

Chang Yu can be regarded as a great official in Xinjiang. When such a big man said to protect him, Wang Ying was suddenly excited and immediately confided those methods.

All kinds of expensive items, all kinds of hard tea money, all kinds of tricks when collecting grain...

"...Kemai is most afraid of people. If you want something on it, you will give money to let people go and buy it, but those people will transfer it to Qingpi, and the Qingpi will go to the people's home to squeeze it, and the last penny is not spent, even They will charge a lot more, and all of them will be divided by those people..."

Chang Yu blinked, tears gradually filled his eyes.

Fang Xing just looked up at the sky.

"... The people are not only afraid of squeezing other than taxes, but also the servants, that is, the handyman. They have all the names. The most feared is to take on the official messenger meals, which can break the family for almost a year. There are also various types of messengers. , With the order from the above, the people will have to pay for it..."

"Bitterness!"

Fang Xing thought it would be Song Ren's complaint, but he didn't expect it to be Chang Yu.

Chang Yu covered his face with his hands, choked up and said: "This official has long been ignorant of the people's suffering, dereliction of duty! This is dereliction of duty!"

Song Ren looked at his feet blankly: a pair of straw sandals were black, their toes were cracked, the nails of their thumbs were even turned up, and traces of pus could be seen on the sides.

Fang Xing wanted to growl and get angry, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

"This is rotten from the roots. You must have the courage and determination to cut off the rotten flesh, otherwise Daming will surely accumulate hard to return!"

Fang Xing looked at the people around, and looked at that Ma Rongdui walked over with a smile.

"Uncle, the Song Ren family couldn't open the pot at the beginning, so the student borrowed money to give him money. Later, his family fled away, and the student never thought of the newspaper officer chasing him down. He just pityed him. When he came back, he let his family be Farming, so as to feed..."

This is a pair of shameless eyes, this is a shameless mouth...

Fang Xing waved!

Snapped!

Just when Ma Rong fell to the ground, Chang Yu's slap passed from where he had just stood.

Chang Yu snorted and rushed over and kicked.

Who has seen the chief ambassador kick someone?

Ma Rong was kicked and rolled on the ground, howling, his blue shirt was covered with dust, and his face was also scratched in many places...

"Beast! Beast!

Chang Yu kicked and beaten breathlessly, and was finally hugged tightly by the two officials.

Ma Rong couldn't get up anymore, he fell on the ground and howled miserably, but Fang Xing used his rich experience to conclude that his bones were not broken.

"This matter is not one Ma Rong, but thousands of Ma Rong, Lord Chang, have you made up your mind?"

Chang Yu nodded, turned around and waved, and immediately the accompanying yaman mentioned Ma Rong like a wolf, and then went all the way to the village.

The knife finally called the three children over with the help of the woman, and then divided the candy.

The sweet candy made laughter on the three dirty faces.

"Father, sweet, sweet..."

The little girl ran up to Song Ren, jumped, and handed him the candy vomited from her mouth.

"Father, you eat, you eat..."

Song Ren just woke up from the shock of Ma Rong who had been pressing on top of his head. He lowered his head and saw his daughter's cheerful face. Tears couldn't help falling down.

"Hey!"

There are many kinds of farmers crying, but this kind of silent sobbing while squatting on the ground and holding his head is the most sentimental.

The little girl squatted down slowly, then looked at her father, wiped her tears and said, "Father, eat candy..."

The silent sobbing turned into crying. Song Ren knelt on the ground like a child, holding his hands in front of him, and wailing with all his energy...

The woman was crying too, crying with her two children.

The saliva of melted sugar dripped viscously from the child's lower lip.

This is heartbroken sadness.

Coming from the sorrow that Xiaomin has accumulated for half his life.

Those scholars who were stopped at the periphery saw Ma Rong being kicked, saw him being escorted into the village, the grief of Song Ren's family, and the tears of Chang Yu...

What's wrong?

"Uncle Xinghe, this official wants to write a memorial."

Chang Yu sighed and said: "The official is guilty, the treatment is disordered, the people are suffering, the official is guilty..."

Fang Xing said with a stern face: "This is not a place, but the whole Ming is similar, Master Chang, now you should know why you are trying to abolish the privileges of the gentry?"

Chang Yu nodded and said, "It's just a few decades. The countryside has been entrenched for these people. The people allow them to kill and continue. Who owns this Da Ming?"

At this time, there was a lot of noise in the village, and then the small officials pulled many people out. Behind them were several ox carts with a lot of things piled on them.

"My lord, there are a lot of money in Ma Rong's house, as well as gold and silver, a pile of land deeds, and many gift lists for communicating with officials... many letters..."

Chang Yu shook his head, and said, "Uncle Xinghe, the officer is going to go back to the convener right away, let's say goodbye."

Fang Xing nodded, and the knife said behind him: "Master, those scholars have run away."

Fang Xing had already seen it, and the scholars ran away in a hurried posture.

"Uncle, they must want to go home to eliminate the evidence, and the younger one is willing to lead the way to hunt them down."

Wang Ying was completely in the water today, and the little official was ruthless, and once he was in the water, he would no longer consider retreating.

Fang Xing shook his head, "No need, there is no evidence of any crime that has been added to the real field. Under the tide, there is no way out for these small fish and shrimps. Either follow the clearing of the field or join hands..."

"Uncle, don't they dare?"

"They dare."

"Da Ming is just their toy, there is nothing they dare not do."

Fang Xing thought of Jin Zhong and those officials...

"Da Ming never lacks honest officials. It's just that under the current background, he can either follow the crowd, or he can only show up in the forest, be high and low, and be rejected by the mainstream..."

Fang Xing coldly looked at Ma Rong who was detained by the ox cart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and looked at the farmers slowly walking out of the village, and said, "All this will make sense."

Wang Ying knew that she had climbed Chang Yu and Fang Xing, and she almost wanted to jump in place a few times.

And Fang Xing was still pleased to win Chang Yu’s support. He walked to Song Ren’s body and calmed down: “Your family’s land will be redistributed and live a good life. It will definitely get better and better in the future. ."

Song Ren said timidly: "Uncle, from now on..."

"After nothing, taxation will become simpler and simpler in the future. If it exceeds this category, the whole family will be unlucky."

"Uncle, really?"

Song Ren looked longing and said, "As long as there is no extra money and food, the little one can definitely make life prosperous."

"Will do."

Fang Xing was already thinking about how to suggest changes to Daming's current tax structure and collection methods. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and then he hurriedly took people back to the city to prepare to write a memorial.