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Zheng Songdao: "But I'm afraid this matter is not over yet. If Grandpa doesn't show up, they will probably think of other ways."

"Never mind them, from now on, your grandpa and I are sick, so we will close the door to thank you, and we won't see anyone." Zheng Ziyuan said.

"Where's Your Majesty?" Zheng Song blinked.

"You brat!" Zheng Ziyuan slapped him angrily.

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Guiyun Province, Bailian City.

Since the fall of Bailianzong, this place has been blocked by the imperial guards. Du Ruhui led the officials of the household department to check the inheritance of Bailianzong.

After several months, although the gold and silver of Bailianzong have been checked and sent to the capital, there are still many classics and collections that have not been counted yet.

And the three Zheng Ziming brothers have been guarding here to prevent Xiao Xiaoxiao from coming to make trouble.

At this time, the three of them were in a courtyard.

Old tree, stone table, clear tea, three old men are drinking tea together.

"Tsk tsk, within two days, more than a dozen letters have been sent, all of which have the same meaning, asking us to be the masters of the royal family, hehe, it's really interesting."

Zheng Zimu looked at the letter in his hand and smiled disdainfully.

Zheng Zishan also picked up a letter and read it. After reading it, he couldn't help frowning.

"Your Majesty's move is likely to cause big trouble."

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ziming said softly while drinking tea leisurely.

Zheng Zishan said: "The royal family will be dissatisfied with this, and noble princes, aristocratic families, and sect forces will all be dissatisfied with this. Is this not chaotic enough?"

"You, you really lived more than 100 years in vain, and you haven't seen it through at all." Zheng Ziming said.

Zheng Zishan looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Which point?"

"Whether the world is chaotic or not, His Majesty has the final say, whoever is dissatisfied and whoever stands out will be unlucky." Zheng Ziming said.

Zheng Zimu nodded, and said: "With His Majesty's temperament, whoever jumps out at this time will definitely seek death."

All three of them had contact with Zheng Ming and knew Zheng Ming's character very well.

On the surface, Zheng Ming looked like a gentle and elegant son of a family, but they all knew that Zheng Ming was full of imperial domineering in his heart.

Zheng Zishan frowned slightly, and said: "I still feel that His Majesty is a little anxious. Now that the world has just stabilized, and the Governor's Mansion and the military are still undergoing restructuring, His Majesty is so eager to promote the new tax system, which will inevitably cause turmoil."

Zheng Ziming said with a smile: "Since Your Majesty has decided to act, he will naturally be fully prepared."

"This matter has nothing to do with us, we don't need to worry about it."

They are the hidden veins of the royal family, and they only pay attention to cultivation.

Even if they pay taxes, they are deducted from their salary. It doesn't matter if their salary is less, after all, they live in the imperial tomb and don't need much money.

"What if His Majesty cuts off our cultivation resources?" Zheng Zishan said after a moment of hesitation.

Zheng Ziming looked up at him, like looking at a fool.

"Why does Your Majesty want to cut off our cultivation resources?"

Zheng Zishan thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

He seemed to be asking a silly question.

Chapter 219 The difference between the hidden veins of the royal family and the clear veins

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Sandalwood is slightly diffused.

Zheng Ming sat lazily at the tea table and looked at the memorial in his hand.

This memorial is very interesting. It was made by the governor of South China Province, impeaching King Lu for occupying the land, enslaving the people, and suppressing Zhongliang.

"Little Fuzi, go and fetch the file of Li Yuansheng, Governor of South China Province." Zheng Ming said.

A moment later, Xiao Fuzi went to Jinyiwei Yamen to bring Li Yuansheng's file.

Zheng Ming looked at Li Yuansheng's file and couldn't help smiling.

Li Yuansheng, born in the wealthy Li family in Guangyu Province, has been an official for more than 20 years. He has climbed from a seventh-rank county magistrate to the first-rank governor.

He didn't impeach him sooner or later, but he impeached King Lu at this time, obviously because he wanted to make trouble.

Set up King Lu as a target to test Zheng Ming's attitude.

If Zheng Ming dealt with King Lu, it would inevitably intensify the conflict between him and the royal family. If Zheng Ming didn't deal with it, it would be unfair. This put Zheng Ming in a dilemma.

"It's interesting!" Zheng Ming laughed.

These wealthy families really don't have a good person, they always think of plotting against him.

"It seems that it is still easy to do."

A coldness flashed in Zheng Ming's eyes.

Although Li Yuansheng's purpose was impure, the evidence of his impeachment against King Lu was true.

Prince Lu's Mansion is the oldest royal mansion in Dali, with a history of more than 300 years, and the blood relationship with Zheng Ming is almost to the extreme.

Precisely because of the longest inheritance, the heritage of Prince Lu's Mansion is the richest.

The fiefdom of King Lu's Mansion is in Anhe County, South China Province. At first, it was only 300 mu of land. However, in the past 50 years, the land occupied by King Lu's Mansion in South China has exceeded [-] mu, which is larger than that of Zhang Lingzheng's Zhang family. .

Coupled with the taxes of Anhe County, Lu Wang Mansion is simply rich.

And the status of Prince Lu's Mansion in Anhe County is no worse than that of Zheng Ming in Shanhai County before. It can be said that Anhe County is a small kingdom of Prince Lu's Mansion.

Such a wealthy family property, rather than leaving it to King Lu to squander, it is better to return it to the court and use it for the people.

Not only Prince Lu's Mansion, but also other princes and county kings should squeeze it out.

According to the regulations of the Dali Dynasty, princes and county kings have the right to collect taxes on the fiefdoms. This privilege is not conducive to his new tax system, so naturally it cannot be kept.

With salary, land confiscation, and taxes, Dali's preferential treatment for the royal family is too generous, and Zheng Ming seems a little unhappy.

Land can be granted and salaries can be given, but the right to taxation must never be separated from the court.

Not only the right to tax, but also the order of the sect.

In the future, the rights established by sects will also be tightened, and they can no longer be granted at will.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming asked Xiao Fuzi to get ready to write.

Before, he still ignored the rights of the royal family, and the memorial submitted by the cabinet deliberately avoided the issue of the royal family. Now he has to sort out the issue of the royal family.

In terms of dealing with the royal family, Dali did not have many restrictions. Apart from not being an official or a general, the royal family could engage in any other profession, and there was no restriction on freedom.

In fact, Zheng Ming didn't care about the royal family being officials or generals, and he didn't want to restrict the royal family's freedom, but he didn't allow the royal family to have too many privileges.

Especially the right to taxation and the right to issue Zongmen orders, these two points must be taken back.

In this way, Zheng Ming made a new system for the royal family.

All privileges were abolished, only the salary and land closure were retained, and even the fiefdom was taken away from him.

The original hereditary title was changed to descending one rank every generation.

At the same time, the same is true for different surnames.

After finishing writing, Zheng Ming dried the ink and handed it to Xiao Fuzi.

"Send it to King Li and ask him to add the details accordingly."

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Zongren Mansion.

Looking at what Zheng Ming wrote, Zheng Ziyuan felt that he was not well.

"Your Majesty, why is this?"

He didn't understand Zheng Ming's thoughts.

The royal family is distributed all over the dynasty, and they should be the most staunch supporters of the emperor, but now Zheng Ming is suppressing the royal family in such a way.

If Zheng Ming wants to reduce the expenses of the royal family, he can still understand. After all, there are too many royal families now, and they have become a burden to the court. It is only natural to reduce the expenses.

But he couldn't understand why Zheng Ming was so mean to the royal family.

In his eyes, Zheng Ming's new system is mean.

But in Zheng Ming's eyes, this is already very preferential treatment. He has reserved the salary and land for the royal family. Even the lowest royal family can live a well-off life with their salary, let alone those princes and county kings.

Zheng Song stretched his neck to look at the document in Zheng Ziyuan's hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Grandpa, His Majesty allows the children of the royal family to participate in the imperial examination!"

"Yeah." Zheng Ziyuan said absent-mindedly.

"Great!" Zheng Song said happily.

"What's so good?" Zheng Ziyuan frowned slightly.

Zheng Song was in high spirits, and said, "Grandson is going to participate in the martial arts exam!"

"Nonsense, what does it look like for you to be a descendant of the king of ceremony to participate in martial arts?" Zheng Ziyuan said.

Zheng Song raised his head and said: "If I am a general, I can clear the world for Your Majesty, and create a prosperous world together with Your Majesty."

A heroic young man, at the prime of his life; full of pride and ambition, how could he be willing to be a lord waiting to die.

"It's up to you!"

However, before he could fully express his pride, Zheng Ziyuan slapped him away.

"With your little cultivation, even if you take part in martial arts, you won't be able to make it to the list."

"Grandpa, don't look down on people. I'm already a fourth-rank martial artist. Even if I can't rank among the top three, I can still pass the exam for a martial arts scholar." Zheng Song said unconvinced.

Zheng Ziyuan frowned, and said angrily: "Go, go, get out of here, I'm upset just looking at you brat."

Zheng Song curled his lips, but didn't say any more, so he had to leave the study.

And Zheng Ziyuan was sitting on a chair, looking at the document in his hand, his expression fluctuating.

He seemed to understand Zheng Ming's intentions, but he still had many doubts in his heart.

I don't know how long it took before he let out a long sigh of relief.

"I hope His Majesty is right."

He said helplessly.

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Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Zheng Ming sat on the wide chair, his eyes were slightly closed, but there was a faint smile on his face.

His mind was already immersed in the system page, looking at the constantly beating luck value, his heart was filled with joy.

No matter how many people outside are dissatisfied with the new tax system, the recognition of ordinary people for him is real.

A decree was spread throughout the world, and his luck value increased rapidly as if he was on a rocket.

In just a few days, it has increased by tens of thousands of points. This speed makes Zheng Ming feel like he is dreaming.

However, this situation should not last long. When the heat passes, the speed of improvement will stabilize.

But one thing is certain, even after it stabilizes, the increase in luck value will be much faster than before.

"Your Majesty!" Little Fuzi walked up to Zheng Ming and said softly, "Prince Li, please see me."

Zheng Ming came back to his senses and said, "Please come in."

He still had a good impression of King Li.

When he ascended the throne, the King of Li followed him all the way, took care of all kinds of chores, appeased the royal family, and gave him full support.

Zheng Ming must keep this favor in his heart.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Zheng Ziyuan walked into the hall and saluted quickly.

Zheng Ming said with a smile: "Uncle Huang, hurry up and excuse me, little Fuzi, bring a chair for King Li."