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The first Thousand five hundred and nineteenth battle empire (15)

At this moment, the change in the level of retainers of Zhao Hujun and others had already been completed, and they were all ready to make achievements and climb up.

The influx of refugees made the scribes extremely happy, while the samurai began to work as supporting roles with bitter faces.

The people who had just entered the territory of Zhao Hu Army felt that they had just escaped from the wolf's mouth, but they had been thrown into the tiger's mouth again! As soon as they entered the level, they were immediately divided by the scribes who had been waiting for a long time and the soldiers were divided into households. The scene was even a bit like a robber sharing the spoils, which almost scared the refugees' fragile nerves to collapse.

Under the command of the literati, the vicious Zhao Hu army escorted the refugees to a long-demarcated refugee site, and immediately began to register household registration for these refugees.

Refugees don’t care about this at all. This is something that almost every warlord will do. Some big merchants even have a household registration in each warlord. Anyway, they won’t lose a piece of meat. It doesn’t matter. Refugees are concerned about how much taxes there are. If they are higher than other places, they will have to find an opportunity to run back when the war is over.

After registering for household registration, all men, women, young and old all put fingers on the household registration. No one cares about this fresh rule, but instead joins in the fun.

When the refugees received a batch of agricultural tools and seeds, as well as the divided land, the refugees were very happy. It turned out that this warlord named Zhao Hu was so kind. He must spread the news and pull some villagers to come and enjoy the happiness!

The refugees who received the things were very excited and waited for the adult who looked like a document to leave quickly so that they could laugh unrestrainedly.

However, the document with a tense face did not act as they wished, but instead let the soldiers drive them away, and then shouted loudly: "The manager of this land, our Lord Zhao Hu, is charitable and kind! Therefore, from now on, no miscellaneous taxes will be charged within the sphere of influence of the Zhao Hu army!"

As soon as these words were said, the refugees immediately glowed. They were not afraid of heavy taxes, but were afraid of heavy miscellaneous taxes and heavy labor. There was no tax or labor here. Isn't that the same as heaven?

"And within the sphere of influence of Zhao Hujun, no matter whether you are staying in the village to farm, going out to do business, or being a coolie, let your freedom be free and never interfere!"

The documents made the refugees laugh. It was so good that if they couldn't help but go to the city to work and make money during the slack season, the sensible ones would sell the materials they received while planning and then go to the city to develop.

Seeing that the clerk had not finished speaking, everyone immediately calmed down and looked forward to more benefits with joy.

The clerk glanced at everyone. He knew what the refugee was thinking very well. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After pausing, he shouted: "Remember! You are all common people, only a little higher than slaves and untouchables! You are not even the people. I will give you a piece of advice and act humbly and cautiously at any time!"

Common people? They are only a little higher than slaves and untouchables?! The refugees looked at the supplies in their hands and then looked at the documents stupidly. Isn’t this adult joking? Is it possible for him to receive these things with such a low status?

The clerk was too lazy to pay attention to what these common people thought, and continued to shout: "Listen! Common people have no land! Even if you have cultivated a lot of farmland, it does not belong to you. You are just tenants! Although there is no tax or labor, your agricultural tax is seven! Commercial tax six!"

Hearing this, the refugees who had already started to surge suddenly became quiet and everyone smiled relaxed.

Seeing these, the documents blinked. What happened? These common people didn’t take such high taxes into consideration?

You should know that this is just better than the eight-agricultural tax and the seven-market tax? As for slaves, there is no need to compare, because slaves do not even have consciousness, and no one collects taxes on slaves individually.

The refugees secretly laughed at the clerk's fuss, "Is the seven-day tax high?"

It's the same tax rate set by other warlords.

Can't own land? Oh my God, don't this fool know that ordinary people have no land ownership? Only officers, nobles and powerful people can own land.

As for tenant farmers? Hehe, it can almost be said that as long as the farmer is a commoner in the entire empire, they are tenant farmers! They are all tenant farmers affiliated with the powerful!

The document threw the question aside and continued, "Remember your status as a commoner. If you see someone higher than you, you should treat it first and give in! But don't be too afraid, just keep respectful! If the people are bullied by the people, you can go to the yamen to complain. As long as it is not a false accusation, the yamen will return it to you justice!"

Ordinary refugees are obviously surprised by the word "justice". They can receive fair treatment even if they have such a low status? Hey, this is paradise.

The smart refugees, seeing the idiots around them, smile helplessly. Please, I didn’t hear that they were just saying that civilians can give justice when bullying them? Aren’t we bullying the nobles, just as we did before, can we only admit that we are unlucky?

But this is not bad. At least the powerful people dare not be so rampant. What should we do if the powerful people bully themselves? That is the noble people living in another world. If they are not particularly unlucky, they will not even think that they can be bullied by them.

No wonder among the people, common people are bullied by nobles, and everyone thinks that they have encountered an irresistible natural disaster.

"My lord, can you tell me in detail about how this identity is divided? And how should we identify different identities? Can these be told to us? We don't want to offend the noble person but don't know it."

A voice that I don’t know who said it came from the crowd, but this resonated with everyone and responded.

I don’t bother with him when I divide it, but I need to remember it firmly, so as not to know how to die.

Hey, this is my job, I didn’t expect that so many people would beg me to say it.

The secretly happy document, Qingqing's throat continued to shout according to the words he had compiled long ago: "Listen, this commoner is a person who has not lived in the sphere of influence of our Lord Zhao Hu for three years.

"But you don't have to worry that you will be a commoner all your life. After three years, you will be a low-ranking citizen. As for what benefits are there for the lower-ranking citizen? The rural commercial tax will be reduced by one, which is the six agricultural and commercial five!"

"I believe many people will not be satisfied with this tax rate. If you want to reduce it again? It's very simple. As long as you have been registered and paid the grain tax for four years, or enter the army and yamen, and be a member of the organization, you will automatically obtain civilian qualifications. At this time, it is the fifth farmer and the fourth merchant!"

The words of the document seduced refugees to swallow their saliva. Oh my God, the tax rate for civilians is so low! And the qualifications for civilians are so simple. Just settle down and pay the tax for a few years! This is paradise!

The smart refugee hiding in the crowd, although he had not heard the topic of how to identify his identities, could not help but shout: "My lord, is it possible for civilians to improve their ranks?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone was silent. They all knew that this was asking whether the civilians were qualified to be nobles.

"Of course, civilians can also be mentioned! As long as civilians receive three points of merit, they will serve as the Shang people. Once they serve as the Shang people, they will immediately obtain twenty acres of permanent land. What is the Yongye field? That is, the ancestral land that can be passed down through children and grandchildren and descendants, and passed down from generation to generation! Moreover, the appointment of military and yamen positions will also give priority to Shang people, and people below the civilians must give way when they see Shang people."

The words of the document completely made the refugees' saliva flow out.

Under the enthusiastic questioning of those smart people, people within the Zhao Hujun sphere of influence quickly understood what the identity hierarchy was. As for the conditions for promotion of the identity hierarchy, almost everyone could memorize it thoroughly under the temptation of the generous treatment of each level.

The large loss of the population in the eastern province forced the warlords in the battle to draw a group of troops to intercept them, and the combat strength also weakened helplessly due to a series of battles. Zhao Hu took this opportunity to gather troops and prepare to pick up dead chickens.

After learning that the war was about to break out, the officers, soldiers and slaves in the entire Zhao Hu Army not only did not flee immediately like the people in other warlords, but their eyes were red and they were ready to show off.

Especially when Zhao Hu specially recruited a corps recruitment from a corps to take on the work of the left-behind troops in order to better integrate his army into the coastal province. After issuing a recruitment order, both slaves and common people, and even the male family members of the Third Fleet were all recruiting and rushing.

The recruitment points set up among slaves, and even bloodshed occurred due to the competition for quotas. It is not because of the slaves being so fanatic. Although the slaves will not change their identity for the time being, as long as they cut off an enemy, they will immediately serve as civilians, and then rely on merits like ordinary people to improve their identity.

This is a chance to reach the top in one step, how can you not fight?!

Although the movements of Zhao Hu's army were noticed by other warlords who had been watching, they were powerless and had to curse Zhao Hu, a bastard who was a fisherman, quickly reached an armistice agreement with their opponents, and called on friends to prepare to resist Zhao Hu's upcoming attack.

Just as everyone was about to break out, a letter of order passed from the imperial capital to the world finally arrived in the coastal province. When everyone saw this order, they were shocked first, and then they laughed wildly and threw the document aside and ignored it.

At the Governor's Office of Haibin Province, the governor's son smiled with a document and said, "Father, the other party is too delusional, right? Did he think that now is the time when the empire is unified and no one dares to rebel against the emperor's authority?"
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