Datang Fenghua Road

Jiahe Yaxiu snorted coldly, and said to himself, "Besides, this person has been chasing you for five years, and his temperament is more sinister than yours. Wang Lingyun is known as a poisonous snake in the world, and he still doesn't believe that you are dead without seeing your body. Don't say let's kill him, I dare not let him know the news of your life."

Yuangaishuwen's hands trembled slightly, and then his body trembled slowly. This trembling was not because of fear, but because he was disappointed that all his dreams were just fantasy.

"Actually, it's not a dream, but we have to do it bit by bit!" Jiahe Yaxiu suddenly smiled softly, and even put her delicate body close to Yuangai Suwen's arms, and whispered softly: "For example, this time when the Great Tang reopens the imperial examination, come to us. It's an opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Yuangai Suwen groaned, his eyes flickering a few times.

Jiahe Yaxiu snickered, lying in his ear and said, "As long as Dongying scholars enter the academy, they will gain countless knowledge within a few years. Then you and I will return to Dongying, and then devote yourself to developing for five years and ten years. Years. When our country is strong and our army is strong, we may not be able to help you fight back to Liaodong..."

After speaking for a while, he giggled and said again: "As for killing King Zhao of the West Palace, this matter does not necessarily require martial arts. There are so many heroes in the world through the ages, which hero have you seen was killed by force. "

"What do you mean?" Yuangaisuwen's eyes were burning, and his expression was obviously thoughtful.

Jiahe Yaxiu's eyes turned cold, like a cunning poisonous snake hiding in the dark, and said in a strong tone: "Strategy, use time, provoke, weaken, control, spread, rumors, chaos..."

She glanced at Yuangai Suwen, and said leisurely: "The King Zhao of the West Palace is powerful, and his power is precisely his weakness. Since ancient times, the strong have sheltered the people, and the strong will also die. So we don't need to kill him directly, we just need to The goal is to set the Tang Dynasty. It will subvert the Tang Dynasty and bring chaos to the world. When the building will collapse, the King of Zhao will definitely support it, save millions of people with the power of one person, and even the strongest will be defeated. exhausted."

"it is good!"

Yuan Gai Suwen applauded, and said with eyes wide: "It really is a good strategy, but I don't know how to carry it out."

"It's simple!" Jiahe Yaxiu giggled, and his tender hand quietly reached between Yuangaisuwen's legs.

She teased Yuan Gai Suwen's penis with her hands, and said in a stammering way: "As long as you help me do things and follow my plan, I guarantee that everything will be completed within 20 years, and you will be satisfied with the traceability of revenge for the country. "

Yuangai Suwen was spewed by her blood, and he gasped: "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Jiahe Yaxiu's eyes widened, and he said: "Kill people, kill people who stand in the way..."

She turned her head to look outside, and said in a gloomy tone, "I will ask people to collect information on scholars from all over the Tang Dynasty, and then you will use the information to assassinate those who may be admitted to the middle palace examination. For every one more person you can kill, Dongying will be one less. a competition!"

After saying this, he stopped for a while and continued: "If you kill enough, the jinshi in the first imperial examination will be all our people."

Yuangaisuwen's face was grim, his white teeth leaked out, and he said, "As long as I can bring bad luck to King Zhao of the Western Palace, I, Yuangaisuwen, can do anything."

Chapter 703 This major event needs Qianlong to investigate

Outside Chang'an City, Tianjiazhuang.

A Wei River flows eastward, and when it flows through Tianjiazhuang, a small river forks out. This small river flows through the village, goes around the north, and flows past Han Yue's old house.

It's still the same small yard, and it's still relying on the river.

A few old farmers were plowing the fields with their hands on Tie Li, and a group of children were running wildly in the fields. On the bank of the Wei River in the distance, the waterwheel was rumbling, and the clear river water was flowing in the ditches, reflecting the golden sunlight like fish scales. .Occasionally there was the sound of steers lowing and mooing, and the sound of old farmers grinning loudly.

"Pastoral life is so good!" In Han Yue's old house, Li Shimin stood at the gate of the yard with his hands behind his back. The emperor looked at the fields in the distance and let out a soft sigh.

Standing next to the emperor was Han Yue. The father and son were not far apart. Li Shimin sighed with the pastoral scenery, but Han Yue sighed slightly.

He also looked at the fields in the distance, and suddenly said softly: "The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields. Miaoshu tax is too much to eat, and the imported official warehouses are turned into soil..."

This poem made Li Shimin startled, and the emperor's expression changed slightly.

Han Yue glanced at the emperor, then let out a sigh of relief, and murmured: "Father, the agricultural tax is still too high. One-tenth of the people's annual farming income has to be handed over to the court. Even if the weather is good, it is still difficult Well-off."

Li Shimin clenched his fists and couldn't help but argue: "Why is it one-tenth? It's obviously one-thirty tax! I've set this rule since the first year of Zhenguan, and it hasn't changed in the past 12 years."

"Father, you are wrong, it's not thirty-one tax, but one-tenth!"

Han Yue sighed again, his eyes dimmed and said: "Although you have collected thirty-one tax on the agricultural tax, you have not counted the people's corvee, small, military, and labor, and each type of corvée will cost the people a lot of time. and strength, time and strength are also people’s wealth.”

Li Shimin froze for a while, then murmured, "Does it count as corvée?"

"Forget it!" Han Yue nodded solemnly and said solemnly: "So my dynasty's tax is not [-] or [-], but [-]/[-]. We have to take a lot of the people's annual production income."

Li Shimin let out a sigh of relief, and said a little embarrassedly: "This is also something that can't be helped. The Tang Dynasty established the country with agriculture, and the court can only rely on the people. If the money is not drawn from the people, the national treasury will not be able to resist for half a year."

"So, the people are suffering!" Han Yue looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, and muttered in his mouth.

He watched those old farmers ploughing in the fields, rolling up their trousers and walking in the muddy water, a sadness flashed in his heart, and then said softly: "It's time to give back to the people, Father, it's time to give back to the people, all dynasties and dynasties have given back to the people. The country is built with agriculture, and those who eat and drink from the people will be taken from the hands of the people when they are lacking.

Li Shimin was silent for a long time before he said bitterly: "Zhen, I don't have the ability now. Datang has to rely on agricultural taxation, and without agricultural taxation, it will be subverted immediately..."

"Three years!" Han Yue abruptly interrupted the emperor, his eyes firmly fixed: "Within three years, I will achieve no tax on the fields. The people who farm the fields will no longer pay taxes, and they will also be given farm subsidies."

This is a major event accomplished by a later prime minister. People will no longer have to pay taxes for farming. Not only do they not have to pay taxes, but the state will also provide subsidies.

Han Yue came from that era. Although he was resentful and dissatisfied with many policies, he always admired the fact that there was no tax for farming.

Now that he has a high position in the Tang Dynasty, he also wants to accomplish this big thing in his heart.

To accomplish this great event, we must first make the country extremely powerful. Only when the economy is developed and commerce is prosperous can a country not rely on agricultural taxes to establish a country.

So Han Yue wanted to take the imperial examination.

With the gathering of talents, it is possible to develop Lingnan on a large scale, to continue to expand overseas, and to carry out ocean trade.

At this moment, two fast horses suddenly galloped on the road in the village, and the knights on the horses rolled over across the distance, then knelt down on one knee with a thud, clasped their fists respectfully and said, "I have seen Your Majesty, I have seen King Zhao. "

Li Shimin's eyes flashed, and he said solemnly: "Get up and talk, the Dark Moon Dragon Guard usually won't bother you, tell me, what's going on?"

"It's not a big deal, but it's weird!"

The two knights looked at each other, and one of them took two steps forward and said in a low voice, "It's precisely because it's too weird, so Cheng Chumo asked us to rush to report. Chang'an City."

"Cheng Chumo went after him?" Li Shimin frowned, then looked at Han Yue.

The father and son both had serious eyes, and quickly said: "Speaking, what's the matter?"

The knight took out a roll of cloth directly from his arms, and he didn't need to read the biography that was tied to the claws of birds. There are birds in the guards who handed it over to the headquarters, and the news reported by various branches is very similar, all about the sudden death of the poor men."

"What did you say? The scholar died violently?"

Han Yue took two steps forward, his face instantly turned hideous, and he shouted: "How many people died, which place is the most serious? Have you found out the cause, is it a coincidence or a large area of ​​plague?"

He asked several questions in a row, and his voice was extremely severe. The knight on the opposite side shrank his neck in fear, and said cautiously: "At present, all the circumstances are unknown, so Cheng Shouzu will take people out to investigate. But Cheng Shouzuo thinks this is not a coincidence, very Might be thought to have caused the killing..."

He stopped here for a while, and then cautiously continued: "Cheng Shouzuo thinks that the Dark Moon Dragon Guard is not strong enough to investigate this matter all over the world, so he asked the villain to come to report it urgently. He said, Your Highness, after you listen to it. There will be a way."

"I see, this is to ask me to borrow Qianlong!"

Han Yue nodded, suddenly turned around and shouted at the yard not far away, saying, "Zixia, come here."

A clear promise sounded in the distance, and then I saw a woman of peerless elegance flashing over, this woman was Zixia, the Buddhist saint of the past, and now the head of Qianlong.

Her face is definitely the best among women in the world, but at this moment, she is wearing a very simple coarse cloth dress with a rattan frame in her hand, and sweat is clearly hanging from the tip of her nose on her pretty face.

"What is the husband calling me? They are farming with the Doudou sisters. People are wrong for a while, and they are wrong for a year. If there is anything, husband, hurry up and say, my concubine has to compete with a few of them."