At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"It's not what you said, adding another silver levy to the land tax!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind the fat landlord inside the door screamed loudly.

"What? Isn't the tax on the land added to the land?"

"My family has been tenant farmers for generations, and we don't even have half an acre of land. If we add the silver tax to the levy, how will we survive?"

A little kid considerately handed over the "Book to All Peoples" and said, "Here, the paper says..."

"After the implementation of the land-based tax system, the court will relax the restrictions on household registration and travel permits. Then you can go to other places to work."

"You can save money by working, and if you have enough money, you can buy land in the local area and settle down again..."

Before the kid could finish his words, the fat landlord snatched the paper away from him.

He angrily tore the paper into pieces, then raised his foot and kicked the child hard.

"Where did this little peasant come from, spreading rumors and causing trouble?"

"Get out of here, or they'll take you to jail!"

One stone caused a thousand ripples, and someone immediately stood up and refuted it.

"Everyone knows that your family has joined forces with the judge to put the county governor under house arrest."

"Why are you pretending? Do you really think you are something important, you fat bastard?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved the paper in his hand.

"Besides, the "Book to All Nations" is everywhere on the street. You can tear off one copy, but can you tear off all of them?"

"Even God can't stand the stupid things you guys have done. He has to send down a miracle to enlighten the world."

"Mr. Landlord, you are still being stubborn. Be careful or you will go to hell after you die!"

The fat landlord was so angry that his eyes turned red. People who do business are more or less superstitious.

If you accuse him of deceiving people, he will admit it. But if you curse him to go to hell, that is absolutely unacceptable!

He roared angrily, spitting on the faces of those nearby.

"Bullshit! Someone, take him down for me!"

The old man glared at him and asked, "Who are you going to take?"

"Even if the governor comes, there are still rules to follow when arresting people. Do you really think you can cover up everything?"

"Go away!"

The fat landlord was too lazy to listen to his explanation and was about to kick the old man again.

If the kick was hard enough, the old man would probably be half dead.

Fortunately, someone pulled him back in time and he just brushed past the clothes.

This place was crowded with people, and the streets were lined with scholars, holding up "Letter to All Peoples" and shouting along the streets.

"Come and see, the landowners are the most affected by the land tax. They have a lot of land, so they have to pay more taxes!"

"We ordinary people, those with less land, pay less, and it is not calculated based on the original dingyin per household."

"In the future, the policy on road permits will be relaxed, and you can work somewhere else instead of staying in one place!"

Without exception, they were all dressed in ordinary, even shabby clothes.

Some of the trouser legs were still stained with mud, perhaps because they had just returned from the fields.

They cannot compare with the young masters of merchant families, who have fine clothes and delicious food, and have everything they want without having to work.

Most of them work part-time as farmers and part-time as students. They help with housework during the busy farming season and only read books during the slack farming season.

I even had to borrow money to finish my studies...

They are the lowest level of scholars and also the group most likely to be replaced based on their previous exam rankings.

During those dark years, how many people studied hard, luckily passed the exam, and became a minor official.

But when they took office, what they were left with was a mess!

Otherwise, there are so many officials in the world...

Some people, clearly, started from the bottom and climbed up. They were accustomed to officials protecting each other since childhood and were determined to become a good official.

We clearly agreed at the beginning that we would make decisions for the people and speak for the people!

However, officials protect each other and there is no place to seek redress.

The superior officials don't care, the subordinate officials don't help, the county government has no expenses, and there is nothing they can do but go with the flow.

What stream?

He is a corrupt official who protects the local tyrants and does not serve the people!

The young man from a rich family forcibly abducted a common girl, but he was unable to pay her back, so he didn't care!

The landlords occupied the people's fertile land, and they turned a blind eye to it!

Now, we finally have a wise and virtuous ruler who can clean up the bureaucracy and eradicate all the bad guys.

Even if some officials are corrupt and no longer serve the people.

As long as you report it to the governor, or file a complaint in the capital, someone will take care of it!

What they learned about governing a country and helping the people were finally put to good use.

But...some time ago, there was a rumor that the imperial court was short of money for the war and wanted to increase taxes.

And it was Marquis Jiangling who proposed it!

They always felt that something was wrong, and they had not seen any official documents posted in the government office.

But three people make a tiger. Although they had doubts, they had no evidence to refute them.

When it comes to land and livelihood, rumors always spread very quickly.

They saw the people sitting in the fields, sighing and groaning, thinking that even with a tax increase they could still get by.

After all, sweet potatoes have a high yield, so if you don’t care about anything else, you can survive as long as you are full.

Only now do I realize it was all a scam!

The tax is distributed according to the amount of land, and whoever has more land has to pay more tax.

Moreover, in the early years, the Ministry of Revenue had already sent people to measure and register the land, so the landlords and gentry had nowhere to hide!

The tenant farmers who caused the most trouble usually lived on the farm and only went out occasionally to buy oil, salt and cloth.

Naturally, the information is different from elsewhere.

In addition, landlords and wealthy people have many more sources of information than ordinary people.

There are occasional doubters, but they just think, you know nothing, how many people can you know?

This day is destined to be a carnival for the lower-class students...

All those who study literature admire Jiangling Hou, who was the first person in the history of Daliang to get the top six places at the age of nine.

He was also the descendant of Xie Qian, who saved the Qi Dynasty and supported the country.

Who wouldn’t be envious? Who wouldn’t be proud to be educated at Xie’s Academy?

But why would we deliberately distort the meaning of such a good person?

The landlords and gentry already have enough money, and they are unwilling to pay just a little more land tax...

Those who play with eagles will eventually have their eyes pecked by the eagle.

Fooling the tenants will eventually lead to their angry counterattack.

All this has just begun. There will be a reckoning by the imperial court later, and the worst that can happen is confiscation of property.

The landlords and gentry dare not return to their homes, so they just have large properties and many houses.

He hid in another courtyard with his face covered, knelt before the gods and Buddhas, and prayed over and over again that Duke Xun's rebellion must succeed!

It seemed that their prayers worked after a night of hard fighting.

In the south city wall, the gate of one of the doorways was crumbling.

When the rebels used the battering ram to ram the gate again, it fell to the ground with a clang.

Suddenly, a dozen Liang soldiers of similar height were tied to the same big wood and rushed forward together to die.

Using their lives as locks, they placed the long wooden planks in the grooves of the door frame, once again blocking the rebel cavalry's advance.

At the same time, the crossbowmen who had been prepared stood behind the shield soldiers.

They fired arrows one after another, shooting through the rebels who were trying to take down the wood.

Unfortunately, the enemy outnumbers us.

Soon, the rebels broke into the gate again and took down the big log.

This time, there is no obstacle.