What about the people who have been promised to be simple?

The tenant wanted to take advantage of the owner's family, the owner wanted to collect more rent and then let the merchant arrears profits, and then these people thought about how to take advantage of the government.

It’s okay for those farmers to forget about it, but they don’t know a lot of big words. It’s better to let Yang Shaofeng and other people deal with them by telling them the laws of the Ming Dynasty.

But those masters, these people in the village, are all gentry. If they are rotten, wouldn’t the country be completely ruined?

Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji, but walked out without saying a word.

The education this kid has received over the past seventeen years is basically the simple and simple folk customs. The emperor is in charge of the rule of nature and the four barbarians come to the court in all directions. It would be strange if he suddenly saw such a real side of the people.

Be confused as you are. The early Ming Dynasty was not yet so bad that it was later. There was no such thing as a fucking thing as a 12 tael of tea tax and another 14 taels. If you throw this kid for two hundred years, you probably wouldn't be confused, but completely desperate.

After waiting for Yang Shaofeng to go out, Zhu Zhanji simply got up and followed him, intending to see how Yang Shaofeng should solve the farce in front of him.

If he can't solve the problem, he will laugh at him fiercely.

The big willow trees on the head of Yangjiazhuangzi Village seem to be no different from the big willow trees on other villages in Daming. They both hang down thin branches and sway slightly, trying to drive away the summer heat so as to bring a hint of coolness to the 100-year-old men at the village head.

The actions of the big willow tree are destined to be futile, because now it is not only the summer air, but also the hearts of the farmers.

What should we do if the air can flow, and the warm hearts of people do?

Yang Shaofeng originally wanted to ride the snow and wander around the crowd, but thinking about the weather, he was still unwilling to let the snow and suffer by himself, so he simply ran to the milling platform under the big willow tree alone.

He glanced at the group of village men led by the Second Uncle, and Yang Shaofeng's fullest affair suddenly became less beautiful.

Why can they sway around the streets with bare shirt? Why do I have to wear so much? Now standing in front of them is like a monkey!

Based on the principle that if you are in a bad mood, you must not let others be in a good mood, Yang Shaofeng coughed his throat and said loudly: "Young Master, I have nothing else to do today. I just want to tell you not to mess around! If the government wants to determine the land, let them decide. If you should collect the land you should share with you, whoever dares to get into a slave family or something else, I will break his leg!"

Seeing that the second uncle was about to start talking again, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but wave his hand and said, "I know what everyone is thinking, but I just feel that I have taken advantage of my family, so I think of getting a slave to compensate me.

But I tell you, only idiots will do this!

Don’t consider yourself or your descendants? You are trying to become a slave as soon as the school was built. Did the dog smash his head?

I would like to tell you one more thing, and it was the first one that I asked during the examination of the young master. You are making trouble. Isn’t this causing trouble for the young master? Everyone goes home honestly, and doesn’t say anything to the outside. Just wait for the government to determine the land and it’s all done!"

After saying this, Yang Shaofeng jumped off the millstone again, threw down the confused farmers and even more confused Zhu Zhanji, and then ran away home.

When the second uncle saw that the young master who was in charge ran away, he had no choice but to stand up and look at the other merchants and paused: "Have you heard what the young master said?

When I go back, I tell my wife that I will keep her mouth under control, including when I go back to my parents' home. I don't say anything I shouldn't say, otherwise the Yang family village will not be able to tolerate her!"

After the others slowly dispersed, Zhu Zhanji grabbed the second uncle and bowed: "Brother-in-law, the student is a little confused. What's going on?"

The second uncle was confused by Zhu Zhanji's words: "Aren't you the young master's sworn brother? Just go and ask the young master if you want to?"

Zhu Zhanji touched his nose: "Isn't this a little embarrassed? I see that you are always a sensible person in this farm, so I'm going to ask you."

The second uncle felt relieved immediately. The feeling of being praised was really good: "What do you want to know?"

Zhu Zhanji pointed to the backs of the merchants: "I don't want a good citizenship, why do you think about becoming a slave? What's the good thing about this slave?"

The second uncle pointed to the land outside the village and sighed, "The kindness is too great. Since the Yang family village, the rent is the lowest in the entire Shuntian Mansion, not to mention the rent being exempted from time to time. Everyone in the village knows that this is the old man who is cherishing the old brother who has worked hard together back then, so he refuses to charge it. The old man in the village doesn't care about this, and he takes advantage of it with shame.

But the young master made out some fresh things for three-dimensional breeding and planting, and distributed them to everyone, including chickens, ducks, piglets and fish ponds, and he wanted a few pounds of worthless water and bones.

There is also that school, which is a real good thing that allows children to study. This is a big event for life. Even if they can't become officials, it will be easier to get married than other people's illiterate children in the future. Do you think, who doesn't read the young master?

So, when everyone saw the government making such a struggle, they simply thought of joining the young master's family and giving these chickens, ducks, piglets, and fish ponds to the young master's family. People have to show their conscience!"

Zhu Zhanji was confused: "Didn't it mean that everyone is afraid of taxes? That's why he thought of becoming a slave?"

The second uncle spat and spitted old yellow phlegm on the ground: "Tax is nothing! I am a man who refuses to pay, so the government can catch me and beat the board?

Besides, most of the hundreds of families in this village have military achievements. They are actually from the Yanshan Left Guard. As long as the old immortals in the family are not dead yet, this is not about not paying back, but not having to pay.

However, the farms next to them were forced to pay rent and the government forced to pay taxes. If this happened to be a wasteland, no one would survive!

That's why they make trouble. Anyway, if the government doesn't give them land, they will become slaves of the master's family, and the government will not even be able to take any blame."

The second uncle, who was already dizzy, obviously didn't notice it. Zhu Zhanji's face was so dark that he couldn't see it. He followed the plan and planned. You talked about conscience to your own family, but you don't talk about conscience to the state!

What's even more terrible is that Zhu Zhanji had to salute the second uncle, saying that he had learned new knowledge. Thank you for teaching him about his knowledge...

When he returned to Yang's mansion angrily, Zhu Zhanji saw Yang Shaofeng lying on a recliner, holding watermelon juice in his hand, and when he looked at the dog next to him and Ling'er who was pinching Yang Shaofeng's shoulders, Zhu Zhanji was immediately angry: "You knew it long ago, didn't you?"

Yang Shaofeng nodded: "I know. But you didn't ask."

As if he had exhausted his strength, Zhu Zhanji lay on another recliner next to him, and his voice became weak: "Then what should you do? Now I asked, you should have said it?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "What else can you do? Now the taxes have become right for the land and wrong for the people. The more land you have, the more taxes you have to pay. Do you care whether they are slaves or not?

Or in other words, if they become slaves, they don’t have to pay the taxes, but they are all transferred to those landlords. Do you think the landlords are fools?"

After saying that, Yang Shaofeng became extremely unhappy again: "Look, I am the first Jinshi. Logically speaking, I don't have to pay any taxes on my Yang family's land, but I still paid it? During the exam, did I also point out this question?

Let me tell you, there are all scholars in the world who are counted as one. No one is as eager as the master, and he is selfless, and he is willing to take care of everyone."

As she talked, Yang Shaofeng moved me himself, so great!

Ignoring Yang Shaofeng's self-praise, Zhu Zhanji said: "Don't be happy too early. Since the business tax matter has begun to be tossed, the land must be re-determined. I don't know how many people will hate you for not dying."

Yang Shaofeng snorted, his face full of disdain: "Am I still afraid of them? Just those wasteful snacks, can you come in the Yang family village? Is there another thing to say!"

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but sigh: "Look, you are doing the most cowardly thing and pretending to be the hardest hero. If you have the ability, you will say this before leaving the Yang Family Village?"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji thought Yang Shaofeng would say something like how you could taint people’s innocence out of thin air, but Yang Shaofeng suddenly sighed: “This is your Majesty. You dare to attack the business tax and land tax at the same time, and change the salary and money of scholars together. You are really a hero of a generation.”

After being stunned by Yang Shaofeng, Zhu Zhanji came to his senses and said, "Don't flatter you. Your Majesty is in the capital, but not in Shuntian Mansion. No matter how much you praise Your Majesty, your Majesty will not hear it."

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said, "Can you flatter a scholar's business? Besides, if you were you, would you dare?"

Zhu Zhanji was stunned: "What's there anything I dare not?"

Yang Shaofeng yelled and pointed to the border town and Wu Ming outside the door: "Let's go out for a walk tomorrow? Or just go to Shuntian Mansion to see how they passed the king's order?"

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "You mean, will anyone distort the holy intention here?"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "No, I still know some of Guo Shidao's character, at least much better than you. Is he saying that he misinterpreted the holy will? Do you believe it?"

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji as if he was looking at a fool: "Old Guo is full of poverty, he will definitely not be able to do such a mess. Even if he is dissatisfied, he will just resign and leave.

I am talking about those landlords and those ignorant fools who are incited by those who are interested may cause a big mess."

Seeing Zhu Zhanji looking at him, Yang Shaofeng spread his hands helplessly and said, "Don't look at me, unless Your Majesty goes to Shuntian Prefecture from the north of the capital and spreads the Jinyiwei out along the way, otherwise this is inevitable."
Chapter completed!