After sending away the new good brother of Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, who had not eaten enough in Zuixianlou, Zhu Zhanji finally saw how shameless Mr. Yang could be.

He had previously vowed to do things with sincerity, and said that he would give Taxue and Zhuifeng to His Majesty. After he returned Zhuifeng to him, this bastard never mentioned anything about being a good official, let alone offering horses to His Majesty. Instead, he thought about how to eat and play, or making some strange things every day.

More often, the bastard was lying on the recliner chair in the room, putting some ice basins around it, drinking watermelon juice mixed with broken ice in the kitchen, and then letting the dog fan next to it, Ling'er pinched her shoulders.

Anyway, I just follow him as a slogan to the end.

Zhu Zhanji even doubted more than once how I was blind in my life that I became sworn brothers with such a dog?

But the watermelon juice is really delicious ~

Seeing that the cup was already bottoming out, Yang Shaofeng handed the cup to Ling'er casually, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so comfortable, this is the true meaning of life."

Seeing Zhu Zhanji drinking watermelon juice with his head silenced, Yang Shaofeng suddenly felt bored: "By the way, the Liu Lu'er in Hejian County is really amazing. He can alarm His Majesty even if he has a child. The government has to give him a reward and raise a baby for him."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, but he was too lazy to turn his head: "Aren't you talking nonsense? He gave birth to three at a time and they were all sons. How can he not give a reward?"

Yang Shaofeng couldn't help feeling envious and jealous: "Why, having three people will make a fortune? Having three people will make a contribution to the country? Oh, it's okay to say that it's a contribution to the country. After all, there is one more person, and there is one more person."

Zhu Zhanji, who has long been used to being squeezed by Yang Shaofeng, doesn’t care at all: “Stop talking about those useless things. If you have the ability, you can get married quickly, and then let your younger brother and sister give you three babies at once, and the government will also give you a reward.”

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said, "I'm so miserable. I'm about to be eighteen years old. I'm going to go to my father-in-law's house to propose marriage when I was going back to Beijing. But my Majesty sent me to Shuntian Mansion and I have to answer the Tatars correctly.

After finally sending the Tatars away, the matter in the border market has come up with clues. This contribution is no greater than having three children? But what about the reward?"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji snorting coldly and ignoring himself at all, Yang Shaofeng started to make no words again: "You said, when will eunuch Zheng He come back?"

Zhu Zhanji raised his head and said in surprise: "Zheng He? When will he be back?"

After looking up and down at Master Yang, Zhu Zhanji said, "Did you take the wrong medicine? The matter of opening border cities with the Tatars has not stopped yet. What are you thinking about Zheng He doing?"

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Without the right seeds, what can be planted on the grassland? Can we plant grass?

Of course, we are to see if eunuch Zheng He can go out to sea again, then get some overseas seeds, and then see if there are any suitable ones for planting on the grassland, and then completely eliminate both the Tatars and the Oirat."

Zhu Zhanji simply lay back on the chair: "What did you say? I heard you brag, it's better to buy a radio. Although I don't know what a radio is, I think it's a good thing to come here too?

How many times have you said that you count yourself and completely eliminate the Tatars and Oirat? Is this something that can be solved in a day or two?"

Yang Shaofeng sighed and said, "You have to prepare in advance. Are you really planning to dig a hole in the toilet?"

Zhu Zhanji curled his lips and said, "Then he has to wait for eunuch Zheng He to come back before talking. Then he has to see what His Majesty means. Only when His Majesty nods can Zheng He go out to sea again."

When Yang Shaofeng heard what Zhu Zhanji said, he didn't want to move.

I don’t know when so many things will end, or it’s still comfortable to lie down at home with salted fish.

However, Zhu Zhanji, who was aroused by the interest in talking, did not intend to let Master Yang go: "By the way, your tricks to cheat the Tatars this time are really good. Are there any other conspiracies behind it?"

Yang Shaofeng curled his lips and said, "What is a conspiracy? This is a dignified and open plot. Even if Alutai knows there is a pitfall, he has to pinch his nose and jump down."

Zhu Zhanji shouted, "Okay, no matter what you say, you are right, I can't argue with you. But should you give me an explanation for the snow and chasing the wind?"

Yang Shaofeng raised his head and said in surprise: "What's the explanation?"

As if he remembered something, Yang Shaofeng slapped his head and said, "By the way, I'm crazy and I don't remember this."

Zhu Zhanji sneered: "You don't have brain disease at all, so you don't use these things to fool me. Otherwise, I'll ask the imperial doctor to give you a few injections?"

Seeing that Yang Shaofeng still looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, Zhu Zhanji said: "I tell you, Zhui Feng is mine, you can raise it for me first!"

Yang Shaofeng still ignored Zhu Zhanji's joke. I will give you the BMW I cheated back with my skills? What are you thinking about?

After taking Yang Shaofeng's silence as a default, Zhu Zhanji touched the beard that had grown a little more on his chin and pondered: "What do you think about the matter of opening the border market to the court this time?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "It's just a group of people who started to say that I was indifferent to the interests of the country and promised to open border markets with the Tatars without authorization. They even promised that salt and iron should not be obtained by the Tatars. They should kill traitors like me to serve as a warning.

Then there will be another part that can see through, choose to support me in opening a border market, and then criticize those who want to kill me.

Then he made the matter a fuss on His Majesty’s desk. His Majesty beat the two groups of people each to fifty slap them, and turned around and cleaned up my meal. It was just a routine."

Yang Shaofeng was talking nonsense, but Uncle Fu, the butler of the Yang family, entered the yard of Master Yang. He saluted Zhu Zhanji, and then bowed to Yang Shaofeng and said, "Young Master, the government has sent someone to re-determine the land on the village. The farmers have also started to make trouble."

Yang Shaofeng said with a confused look: "What's the trouble? Could it be that the merchants want to take this opportunity to attribute the land to their own names?"

Uncle Fu bowed and said, "Young Master, the merchants think that the government took off their pants and farted, and they were just doing nothing. They said that they had taken advantage of the master's family. Now the government is still making trouble. Isn't this making them unable to be human beings?"

Yang Shaofeng was even more confused: "It's not good to have a advantage to take advantage?"

Uncle Fu snorted coldly and said, "Young Master doesn't know that these bastards are planning to take advantage of our family so they are like this!"

Seeing that Yang Shaofeng was still puzzled, Uncle Fu explained: "There are many of the older generation of farmers in our village who retired from the army with the master, so the rent is actually dispensable.

Later, these merchants gradually got married and had children, and later they had more land to rent, but the rent was still the same, and the master also waived their rent from time to time, so these guys were taking advantage of our family.

If the government clears the land again, they will pay more taxes in the future. How can they not make trouble? Now they all want to change it to our slave family."

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng, but heard Yang Shaofeng angrily say, "That's my mother! I don't farm well, and I want to make a comeback?"

Yang Shaofeng, who had just planned to continue the salted fish, simply got up from the recliner and said to the dog: "Go, call all the farmers to gather under the big willow tree at the entrance of the village. Master, I want to give a lecture!"

When the dog went in a hurry, Uncle Fu bowed and said, "Young Master is wise. I heard that the tax was tied to the land in the past. If they become our slaves, the tax will all fall on our family!"

Yang Shaofeng did not take this incident, but directly changed the topic: "How do you know about taxes, Uncle Fu? What are the movements of other nearby farms?"

Uncle Fu bowed and said, "Young Master, the news that the tax is about to be changed has been spread all over the sky since last month. It is said that the emperor wants to increase taxes and taxes.

As for the other farms, the farmers were also making trouble, asking the government to quickly clarify the land so that the land could be divided into their own names so as to save the rent."

After listening for a while, Zhu Zhanji tried to clarify the relationship, but in the end he found that he became more and more confused. Finally, he had to ask Uncle Fu: "No one in other villages is making trouble for becoming a slave?"

Uncle Fu shook his head and said, "Young Master, this matter is different! Our farm has a much lower rent than the tax. The master also waives their rent from time to time. Where can such good things happen in other farms?

In their farms, 30% of the rent is not high, but who does not owe the owner the rent? If the profit is calculated, it will be much higher than the tax.

Besides, although it is rumored that the emperor wants to increase taxes, these merchants are so clever. They know that the emperor loves the people as much as his son, even if he owes the government taxes, it is no big deal, so they make trouble."

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji was still a little confused, Yang Shaofeng simply said to Uncle Fu: "Uncle Fu, go and tell the dog, and call me after the merchants get together."

After Uncle Fu left, Yang Shaofeng said to Zhu Zhanji: "There is such a bad person now. Those bad-hearted masters say that they allow the merchants to owe rent, but do you really think that you don't have to pay what you owe based on your ability?

The merchants are not fools. Taking advantage of this time, the government wants to re-examine the land. I will not talk about whether the rent that was owed before can be avoided. At least after having their own landlords, there is no need to pay such a high rent.

You don’t have to look at me. You heard from Uncle Fu just now that most of the households in the Yang Family Village were old brothers from my father’s army back then, and many of them were called uncles.”

Zhu Zhanji sat on the recliner: "Why did it become like this?"
Chapter completed!