I became emperor in the Tang Dynasty by relying on the palace fighting system

Wu Facao did not dare to face Di Renjie's sharp gaze. He looked away guiltily, but in his heart he hated the commoner in the case file to death.

Why else could it be? It’s because that country bumpkin is ignorant and doesn’t appreciate his blessings!

These days, there are fewer and fewer shares of land to be distributed. He got 60% of the grain from the 50 acres of land for free, which was a huge profit.

The government kindly gave him 50 mu of land to farm, but he was only required to pay 40% rent a year, but he refused? !

I was only following the order of the Southern Governor. I called him over, gave him sixty or seventy strokes of the cane as a warning, and locked him up for two days.

Who would have thought that he would have such a short life and died instantly? Who can be blamed?

If you want to blame someone, blame the farmer for his bad luck. You can't blame me!

Wu Facao felt very aggrieved.

When Li Zhao heard his inner voice, he almost ignored Yu Dou Xuan Zun's character and jumped up to stab him to death with a sword.

Li Zhao closed his eyes, calmed down his anger, and said to Qingluan, "Haha, what a blessing. Give this blessing to him or not!"

"Fifty acres of land, 40% rent? Why doesn't he just go and rob it!"

The public fields of the Tang Dynasty government were not rented out to people for cultivation. Instead, they were forcibly distributed to each household, forcing the common people to cultivate them.

Grain must be paid to the government, but if they planted the government's fields, they would not be able to plant their own fields. If they could not pay the taxes, they would have to sell their children, or even borrow money at interest from temples and wealthy families.

Finally, they were reduced from commoners to slaves step by step.

As a socialist successor, Li Zhao instinctively hated all exploitation in feudal society.

"The man's family only has so many laborers. He has his own land to farm and has to pay taxes. If he farms the government's land, he won't be able to pay the taxes and his whole family will starve to death."

How can she say such nonsense? This bitch must be itching in her ass and wants her dad to fuck her. How shameless!

Qingluan advised her: "Zhao Zhao, don't be angry."

How could Li Zhao not be angry: "No, I can't do it."

"When I think of the many beasts in this world, I can't help but want to..."

Li Zhao only felt an unknown flame burning in her heart. There was a slight flash of light on her hand, which was a sign of summoning the Seven Star Sword.

Qingluan was the first to realize that something was wrong with her, and screamed in her mind: "Wake up!!"

Qingluan's claws suddenly dug into her shoulder. The pain made Li Zhao's mind clear up a little. After she came to her senses, she instinctively felt a little scared.

What happened to me just now? Can't control my emotions?

Li Zhao examined his sea of ​​consciousness and his heart in confusion, but it seemed that he didn't find any problems.

Since there is no problem, just ignore it.

Li Zhao directly clicked on the faith value panel of the [Divine Man Module], extracted some faith value and absorbed it to replenish the energy in his body.

Ah, it’s still more fun to absorb faith points.

On the other side, Di Renjie saw that Wu Facao did not answer for a long time, so he asked again: "Wu Facao, what is going on with this case?"

Humph, what else could it be? That’s how it is.

Wu Facao snorted in his heart, but sighed: "Di Bandu, you don't know that when that man was tried, it was the beginning of spring."

"It was a chilly spring day, and he had been flogged and couldn't walk, so I planned to let him stay overnight at the government office before he could leave. But he caught a cold and died the next day."

Cold, a universal excuse for death.

Wind-cold is a bit like a cold. In modern times, it is just a minor illness that can be cured with a few tablets of amoxicillin. But in the Tang Dynasty, it was a very common disease with a high mortality rate.

Di Renjie's eyes changed and his expression became slightly gloomy.

Of course he knew there was something fishy about this statement, but he had no evidence to refute it. The person was dead, and they couldn't open the coffin to perform an autopsy to find out the cause of death. What could he do?

Di Renjie patiently asked, "Where are his family members?"

This ungrateful person may have died long ago. How would I know?

Wu Facao thought so in his heart and said apologetically: "His family left Youzhou after he died, and I don't know where they went."

Di Renjie stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "No, Wu Facao, you are lying."

Wu Facao: “???!!!”

Di Renjie held up another book in his hand, which was the population registration book: "His family's household registration is still in Youzhou, and there is no record of them being issued. How could they not be here?"

Wu Facao immediately changed his words: "Maybe I remembered it wrong, but this is not something I should be involved in."

Wu Facao refused to budge, and Di Renjie looked a little cold. He had no power to punish an official, and at this point in his questioning, he was at a stalemate.

Li Zhao didn't care about their dispute and just sat there with his eyes closed.

Until Pei Xuan came over with a strange look on his face and handed over two account books, one yellow and one white: "Xuan Zun, this is the land book of the public land, and the rent collection account book."

In the Tang Dynasty, there were two books, a yellow book and a white book, for public fields. The yellow book was made every three years, and the white book was made every year.

Li Zhao raised his eyes and said, "Pei Xuan, have you read it? Is there any problem?"

Pei Xuan hesitated and didn't dare to say it out loud.

The governor of Youzhou glanced at her sideways, and seeing that she was a young girl, he didn't take her seriously.

Li Zhao said in a dignified tone: "Hmm?"

Pei Xuan said: "I found that the number of acres of land does not match the number in the book."

The governor of Youzhou immediately retorted: "Madam Pei, the rent and land in the book are correct, how can you talk nonsense?"

Pei Xuan looked at him and frowned, "When we came to Youzhou, we passed by the public fields of the Youzhou government."

"Youzhou is an upper state. There are only 30 hectares of public land in the upper state, and the land is concentrated in one place. But there are many fields connected there, and there are many people who farm. I asked the people, and when I looked at the land, there are more than this number."

She gestured a number: "At least thirty-six hectares of land."

Pei Xuan was educated by the mistress of the house since she was a child. She often went to check the farms near Chang'an for her mother. In many farms, she would ask about the number of people and then look at the boundaries of the fields to roughly know how big the place was.

When Li Zhao came to Youzhou, he deliberately passed by the public fields of Youzhou and let them go down to play, so that they could take a brief look at the local customs and practices.

Yes, it was the place where Li Zhao went fishing a few days ago, and nearby was the public land of Youzhou.

The governor of Youzhou was startled. He didn't expect that a little girl had such ability to know the approximate amount of land with just a casual glance.

He hurried to see Li Zhao, and said, "Xuan Zun, this is a misunderstanding, it's not true! The fixed amount of public land is thirty hectares, how dare we encroach on the land?"

Pei Xuan said coldly: "Whether it is embezzlement or not, we will know after measuring it."

The governor of Youzhou was furious, and the chief secretary beside him quickly chimed in: "It takes too much time to measure the fields. Xuanzun, why don't we let the officials in our palace help measure it..."

Li Zhao did not agree. A light flashed in her hand and she summoned the Seven Star Sword!

His answer was the sharp tip of a sword pointed directly at his eyes.

"You want to teach me how to do things?"

The Chief Secretary's eyes bulged out of his head in fear, and he fell to his knees with a thump: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... I have absolutely no such intention, absolutely no such intention!"

Li Zhao controlled the tip of the sword to land on his forehead and gently slashed downwards, leaving only a thin line of contact with his skin.

The Chief Secretary of Youzhou was so frightened that he almost lost control of his bladder, and his legs were trembling.

The governor of Youzhou shut his mouth tightly and knelt on the ground. Wu Facao also panicked and knelt down with a plop, trembling.

Li Zhao just lazily asked: "Pei Xuan, how many people do you need to help you sort out the fields?"

Pei Xuan calculated the time in his mind: "The land in Youzhou is easy to measure. If twenty people measure it piece by piece, it will take ten days to finish."

Li Zhao agreed: "Okay, take your own people to test, bring more soldiers and servants, I will wait for your news."

Pei Xuan immediately accepted the order: "I obey your command."

Unexpectedly, Pei Xuan encountered an obstacle on his first day of work.

The wife of the governor of Youzhou, Madam Yao, came to the public fields with a group of slaves.

Madam Yao walked towards her with a smile on her face, her skirt embroidered brilliantly: "Niece, long time no see, do you still remember me?"

Pei Xuan raised her eyebrows slightly. She also came from a noble family, the Pei family of Hedong. The lady's surname was Yao, from the Yao family of Henan.

The noble families were all related by marriage, and Madam Yao was considered a distant relative of hers, whom she had met once before.

Pei Xuan smiled and bowed as a junior: "Remember, I wonder what brings my cousin aunt here?"

Madam Yao smiled gently: "Of course I came to see you for something."