Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Di's complexion was as usual, but what he said was frightening.

"Come here."

"His Majesty!"

Hu Guang's body trembled, but he didn't wait for the order to be sent to prison.

"Go, call Xing He Bo."

After the people left, Zhu Di sneered and said: "If that vertical dared to talk about it, I will never forgive him!"

Several people in the hall adjusted their positions uncomfortably, and then continued to deal with political affairs.

Who is not clear these days? As long as you get a Juren, you don’t need to report it, you just need to get food free.

And the farmers who contributed to the homes of Juren, Jinshi, and officials will be blessed. Although they only change the taxpayer to the main family, they can pay a lot less each year and the family will use a lot more.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more dull, as if someone had added a binder to the air, making it difficult to breathe.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Rong gritted his teeth and stood up, under Zhu Di's deep gaze, and said: "Your Majesty, today's gentry preferential treatment is indeed... past, most of them are free of money and food."

Hu Guang's body instantly loosened, and then said: "Your Majesty, the gentry is the foundation of my Ming Dynasty. Once alienated, there will be chaos. The minister remembers the annual tax amount of the household department. The state has more than enough, why not..."

Everyone's position is different. Hu Guang's position is auxiliary, but don't forget that he has another identity, that is, a disciple of Confucianism.

"Your Majesty, Xing He Bo is here."

Fang Xing entered the hall and after saluting, Zhu Di asked, "How do you know that most gentry are exempt from food?"

Fang Xing pointed to himself and said: "Your Majesty, Fangjiazhuang has already been exempted from money and food before the minister was given the title of Xing and Uncle, and there has never been a taxpayer in No.1 Xian before..."

Hu Guang clenched his fists with both hands and rushed: "Your Majesty, Uncle Xinghe is a young man from an ordinary family. The magistrate is just exempting his family's money and food."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "This is true. The minister happened to meet the chief of the grain asking for grain after he was sober, but what the minister wanted to say is that when he was in Peking Mansion, none of the students in the middle school received grain! And... "

"Xing He Bo!"

Jin Youzi raised his eyebrows and said: "Preferential treatment of gentry, this is an ancestral system."

You hurry up and shut up! Otherwise the literati all over the world will hate you to death.

Fang Xing glanced at Zhu Di, then said faintly: "What benefit is Yu Guo?"

Zhu Di squinted his eyes and said that the gentry was indeed the foundation of Ming's rule. Once it collapsed, it would represent the collapse of Ming.

So why, after Zhu Yuanzhang, the gentry of Ming Dynasty became the real privileged class, the reason is that this force is too great, and it will cause a backlash if you are not careful.

Jin Youzi said loudly: "It can stabilize the township and counties and benefit Sangzi."

Fang Xing showed sarcasm, and asked: "But do you benefit Sangzi through merging land and lodge a lawsuit? Oh! I also forgot, they don't have to pay any money or food, and all the taxes that should have been imposed on them have been overwhelmed by the people in their hometown. On the head, is this for the benefit of Sangzi?"

Ha ha!

Seeing Jin Youzi's face flushed and he couldn't speak, Fang Xing said: "A few years of a township examination, every time there will be a batch of such people, and then the land included in the taxation field will be reduced by a batch. Dare to ask adults, If this situation lasts for a hundred years, will the people of my Ming Dynasty still have land to grow? Will there be people paying taxes?"

"Alright!"

Jin Youzi couldn't resist Fang Xing's rhetorical question, so she had to wear a hat on him.

When there is peace today, you are alarmist. Do you think that the people under your Majesty’s rule are living in water and heat?

Fang Xing's eyes shrank, staring at Jin Youzi and said: "There is a country in the West, and its ministers are flattering. Forever, the monarch thinks of a god, but the people are in distress..."

This is not a good talk!

Jin Youzi almost burst into flames in his eyes, gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Xing.

"...It was a liar who said that he could make gorgeous clothes that are unparalleled in the world, and the monarch is asking for it. Fortunately, the monarch is now invisible to the naked eye, and there is no trace of touch. ..."

"Fang Xing..."

Jin Youzi took a step forward and said angrily: "You are rude!"

Zhu Di looked at Fang Xing playfully and listened to him as he continued to tell the story.

In Xia Yuanji's worried eyes, Fang Xing continued: "The carriage swaggered across the market, and the people couldn't say anything about it. The monarch thought it was unparalleled in the world..."

Guo Ben!

Xia Yuanji's eyelids jumped wildly. He felt that Fang Xing had some Wei Zheng's meaning today, and he actually violated Yan Jin's remonstrance.

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Di calmly and said: "The monarch thought he was wearing clothes, and the people didn't dare to say anything. In the end, a ignorant little girl yelled..."

"enough!"

Zhu Di kicked over the case and shouted: "Fork out! Ten sticks!"

A guard outside the door suddenly promised, and then rushed in and grabbed Fang Xing's arms.

Fang Xing did not resist, and went outside.

Xia Yuanji couldn't help but persuade him: "Your Majesty, Xing He Bo has a heart of innocence, please forgive him this time."

Zhu Di turned around and left, the **** hurriedly followed, but Huang Yan took this opportunity to go outside.

Xia Yuanji stamped his foot, worried that Huang Yan would be bad, and followed out.

Yang Rong smiled bitterly: "This time is good, this time is good, who is right and who is wrong?"

Yang Shiqi sighed: "After all, Xing Hebo is the courage of blood, so you shouldn't say this in front of your majesty!"

The two looked at Hu Guang, only then did they find that Hu Guang's expression was actually ashen, and he held it tightly with his hands, his eyes erratic.

"Master Hu?"

Yang Shiqi asked tentatively.

Yang Rong couldn't help but sneered: "Master Hu thinks that ten sticks are not enough?"

Hu Guang glanced at him and said coldly: "Divide and conquer! You and I have been caught in Fang Dehua's big deal, but I don't know it!"

Yang Shiqi said in astonishment: "But how dare he break the boat like this?!"

Hu Guang looked down and said, "How dare he not!"

Several people walked outside the hall and saw Fang Xing had been tied to a bench, with two Jinyi guards standing beside him. Huang Yan was in prison.

Xia Yuanji saw the red paint falling off the board and couldn't help but said anxiously: "You can wait lightly."

Huang Yan smiled with Yin Yin: "Master Xia, there is a common practice in the palace of this board, so there is no need to worry about it."

But when he finished speaking, Huang Yan winked at the two Jin Yiwei, who was blatantly asking them to make a heavy hand.

"Huang Yan! Do you dare?"

Xia Yuanji shouted angrily.

One of Jin Yiwei took a cork and was about to put it into Fang Xing's mouth.

Fang Xing saw the tooth mark on it, and said, "Fang does not need it!"

"No need?"

The Jin Yiwei said in surprise: "At that time, he will bite his tongue."

Fang Xing resolutely shook his head and said, "Don't bite when you die."

Huang Yan said hesitantly, "Since Xinghe Bo doesn't use it, let's not force it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to do it."

Hu Guang stared at the board and muttered: "Under the three trees, why not ask for it, your majesty, why do you have to balance it! Isn't Confucianism not good enough?"

Yang Rong said with a sneer: "As far as the matter is concerned, preferential treatment to the gentry! Uncle Xing He is right, if it goes on like this, sooner or later the people of Daming will have no place to stand, and there will be flames everywhere!"

Hu Guang was furious: "No gentry, how come you and me! No gentry, how stable is the country of Ming!"

"here we go……"

Yang Shiqi did not participate in the argument. He saw the two boards lifted up and couldn't help sighing: "Ten sticks are too many!"