Han’s Son is Not a Slave

The land in the south of the Yangtze River, the land of fish and rice, is much stronger than the north. Although since the Wanli Nian, the face of this **** has changed, the wind and the rain are not smooth, and it has been very cold for decades. This cold, the crops will be in arrears, and the output is not as good as before. After deducting the taxes paid to the county, there are even less leftovers. If there is no shortage in the family, they can barely make ends meet. If there is a shortage in the family, they owe millet or take credit for copper, and the day will be difficult.

Fortunately, this place in the south of the Yangtze River is okay, no matter how cold it is, it can't get anywhere, and the output is not as good as before, but it is definitely much stronger than the north, and no one will starve to death. Of course, this is for the poor, and for the big landlords, it is not a matter of whether people will starve to death, but a matter of whether the income is more or less. One is hunger, the other is income, and the two cannot be mentioned together.

Looking at the thousands of acres of fertile fields in front of him, Ye Ye was very satisfied. He has been an official for half his life, so he has saved such a large fortune. There is also a son of Tanhua Lang in the family, which makes him very proud. When it comes to the Ye family, whoever does not give a thumbs up in the nearest ten miles and eight townships, even Kunshan County, Suzhou Prefecture, and even Nanjing, have to take a high look at his Ye family.

Although the Qing Dynasty has now become a Ming Dynasty, and his son is the Tanhua Lang of the Qing Dynasty, Master Ye is not worried that his status will be lowered because of this. Because his Tanhualang's son was very smart and saw the opportunity quickly, he went to Yangzhou with Cai Shiying, the governor of water transportation, anyway. I heard that when His Royal Highness King Qi entered the city, he was still led by his son. Based on this alone, Master Ye dared to say that looking at Jiangnan, the status of his Ye family was still the same as before, and no one dared to underestimate his family!

Tanhualang is still Tanhualang, the Ye family is still the Ye family, Master Ye is still Master Ye, the world has not changed, the only thing that has changed is the lack of a braid on his head... In other words, the emperor can change, but the gentry cannot. fall.

Master Ye walked around the fields with his hands behind his back. This is a habit he has developed over the years. Every morning, he walks around his fields on time. This is not to say that Ye Ye is very concerned about the crops in his own fields, and estimates how much grain he can harvest this year and how much he can sell. But he liked it, because he enjoyed the flattering glances and the warm greetings of the tenants when they saw him.

"Master Ye!"

"Sir, you are here!"

"..."

Along the way, from time to time, tenants and servants of the Ye family put down their work and came forward to greet him warmly, just to make a good impression in front of Master Ye.

What is Ye Ye's identity? In the Ye family's one-acre and three-point land, he is the sky, so only others call him respectfully, but he will not reply half a sentence to the other party. If the enthusiasm comes, Master Ye can call the other party's name casually, then the other party is really honored, and the energy of work can be much higher. After returning from work, I might be able to talk to my wife and children for a long time. Ye Ye knows my name, what a blessing this is.

What do the tenants think, Master Ye naturally doesn't think about it. Speaking of the Qing Dynasty, Ye Ye didn't hate it, because his son took the imperial examinations in the Qing Dynasty. If it wasn't for the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, his Ye family would be able to go to Tanhualang? Therefore, Ye Ye is really grateful to Daqing from the bottom of his heart.

But this clearing is all good, but it is not good at all. It is that Ye Ye has to pay the grain and pay the tax. In the Ming Dynasty, it was something that I didn't dare to think about. At that time, no matter how big the Ye family was and how many tenants there were, the government would not dare to ask him for a copper plate from the Ye family. Because the gentry is exempted from the burial is a rule that has been passed down for more than a hundred years, and no one can break it. If the officials in the manor are not knowledgeable, Ye Ye has 10,000 ways to make the other party soft. Some officials who were not on the road were transferred away by a document from the Ministry of Personnel not long after they took office. Master Ye saw a lot in those days.

Fortunately, although the Qing Dynasty asked Ye Ye to pay taxes, but after Ye spent some money in the government, his life was the same as before, and he only paid a symbolic amount every year, and the majority of the money was still in his own hands. The magistrates are not as good as they are now. No matter how loud the thunder of the Qing court is, if it falls below, someone has to execute it. As for the local officials, which one has nothing to do with the Jiangnan gentry, and which one dares to risk offending the Jiangnan gentry to do that "people and gods share the anger".

A gentry is a gentry, no matter who the emperor is, tax exemption is just right! If you really want to pay, just make it up. I didn't see that when the pirates invaded aggressively last year, there were many people who secretly contacted them privately. Do you want to respond? Why? Isn't it because these people don't even want to pay that symbolic tax! Compared with those people, Ye Ye felt that he was still worthy of the Qing Dynasty, at least he didn't have an affair with pirates.

On the way back, Master Ye saw that the people around Zhuangzi were busy working in their fields, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Alas, prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer.

You said that the common people suffered so much yesterday? You said that this natural and man-made disaster has been going on for decades. The court still collected so many taxes yesterday. How can the people live?

But... if you don't suffer these people, why don't you still suffer from me! If they don't pay the land tax, I have to pay the tax. You can count how many mu of the fat and thin fields of the old Ye family, plus those who are not measured under the name, it is really necessary to pay the tax one by one. You say how can my family of ten and ten live...

The monk in the temple said that I don't go to hell, and whoever goes to **** is not right. Just follow my words, whoever loves going to **** loves to go. Anyway, my lord, I don't want to deal with the king of hell! Since these people are already very poor, they are not going to be poor for a while. Therefore, whether it is the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, the tax has to be paid by the people. As for us, we have a family, a business, and fame. The old man in the body has to live for himself and for his children and grandchildren, otherwise, what do you mean by this person's life?

My lord, I have worked hard to save my belongings and support a Tanhualang. If I end up paying grain and taxes like the common people, why bother?

Talking about a thousand things and ten thousand, the affairs of the imperial court, love yesterday and yesterday, as long as we don't hit our gentry's ideas!

I have nothing to do with someone's duty, and I have no other hope. I just hope that the tenant can honestly hand over their rent, and the other things - it will rain, and my mother wants to marry, so let him go.

Returning to the front of the mansion, looking at the long queue for paying the rent, Master Ye's eyebrows almost came together, and he looked at the accountant with a smile on his face weighing the tenants' balances, pouting from time to time. He pouted his **** and glanced at the scale, for fear that the accountant would do something bad and gain the benefit of the tenants, and secretly manipulated his own grain to be reduced.

Small fights out and big fights in, that’s what a **** can do. Anyway, I, Ye Tiancheng, came from a high-ranking background. How can I do like those black-hearted bunks! How much scolding does this have to attract! According to the rules, it should be a few percent. When the Ye family collects rent, they will never charge more than one, and they will never charge too much!

Do you know what the human heart is?

Since ancient times, "the one who wins the heart wins the world", originally the world belonged to the Zhu family, and later it was occupied by Aisin Gioro, and now the Zhu family is calling back again, no matter if your surname is Ai or Zhu, we have no idea, alright When you are our Shunmin, if you say you want to shave your hair and change your clothes, we will shave your hair and make your hair easier; if you say you want to restore the Han family's clothes, we will restore the Han family's clothes. I don't have that ability.

I, Ye Tiancheng, only want to draw my heart and name! Otherwise, when the county magistrate treats guests, I, Ye Tiancheng, can take the first place? If it weren't for the reputation of being compassionate to the people and being a childish old man, the county magistrate would have given me a high look? But then again, if it weren't for my eldest son, Tanhualang, the county magistrate might not have been more polite to me.

Thinking of his own Tanhualang, Ye Ye couldn't help but think about what his son had asked for, and asked the family to send him 5,000 taels of silver. He said that it was just thrown in anyway, and it has not been reused in King Qi's place. After a while, I asked someone to do some activities for me, and then I found a good position in the court in Nandu, so it was not in vain for him to be the third flower in the cold window for ten years.

To be an official, you have to be a human first~www.wuxiaspot.com~ These officials are all human beings. How do you get people done? Silver chant! As the old saying goes, money can make a ghost run the mill! As long as the money is in place, everything will follow!

It is a good thing that his son wants to make progress. Ye Tiancheng supports him. He is not unreasonable. He knows that his son is an imperial examination in the Qing Dynasty, and he is a Tanhualang in the Qing Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty has just recovered, and the two sides fought so badly in the past. It's not easy for my son, Tanhua Lang, to be caught in the middle, so what if he leads the horse to His Royal Highness King Qi? There was no one in the court to speak for him, and it was difficult to do anything.

The problem is that it costs five thousand taels this time! Thinking of this number, Master Ye subconsciously felt a pain in his flesh, and his cheeks were sore: "My darling, five thousand taels, this is not a small number. How many years of rent do I have to pay to receive this number."

After thinking about it for a long time, I turned my heart and bit my teeth. Money is something outside the body. It doesn’t bring life or death. It's worth it to make a fat job!

Master Ye actually understands it very well in his heart. He knows that no matter how much money there is, it is not good if it is useless. Could it be that it is all piled up at home and counted when there is nothing to do! This silver has to be used, it has to be used, and it has to be exchanged for silver! Now that my son wants to use this money for activities, to ask for trust, this money has to be handed out without hesitation, why? Because this silver makes it worthwhile, use it on the blade! If you get the fat job, you can earn 50,000 taels immediately. Do you think this business is worthwhile? Of course it's worth it!

Just as he was thinking about who to send to the capital to deliver the money, he saw his housekeeper running over with an uneasy look.

"My lord, my lord! It's not good, the debts go to our village, and the debts go to our village!"

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