Feudal scholar-bureaucrats reborn: marrying a husband and marrying a virtuous

The ordinary tea seedlings on Thumbslope have grown, and Lin Fangqin does not need to go around collecting fresh leaves now, so there is less running around, but it takes a little effort to find someone to pick them, not to mention the whole family, and pay attention to hiring people not to go around run around.

After finishing making the autumn tea, the grain collectors from the county town also came to Linjia Village.

Compared with other places, because of the river running through the village in Linjiacun, the grain harvest has not been greatly affected, but as a person who often runs outside, Lin Fangqin naturally knows what is going on outside Linjiacun. Acres of fertile land, I'm afraid I won't be able to harvest a few buckets of rice.

The taxation of the Great Wei Dynasty was not high. After several adjustments, until now, the tax stipulated by the court is about [-] taxes. It is paid twice a year, once in summer when the wheat is ripe, and again in autumn when the rice is ripe. .

When the weather is good, even the poorest land can harvest at least one stone per mu. It is not uncommon for fertile fields along the river like Linjia Village to harvest three stones of rice every year.

According to the imperial court's standard of thirty-one tax, one mu of grain is levied on thirty mu of land. The upper-class land is generally collected by hand at the standard of two stones and two buckets of grain, and the lower-class land is based on the standard of eight buckets. The newly opened wasteland, mountain The slopes, ponds for fish farming, etc. are another algorithm.

But no matter how you calculate it, in general, if you really only pay taxes according to the standards stipulated by the court, it is really not much. People don’t say that every family is rich, but as long as you work hard, it is easy to have surplus food. Unfortunately, what Lin Fangqin saw and heard was not the case.

When the North and the South were first reunified, the northern gentry had a huge power in the court, and in the first two years in Jiangnan and other places, they could still pay a tax of [-] per cent. However, as the southern families gradually entered the court, problems such as land annexation and hidden fields and households were no longer hidden. .

Year after year, in addition to court taxes, ordinary people would also have a lot of salary increases and apportionments every year, and it became more and more severe in the later years of the late emperor.

As far as Wuyi County is concerned, during the two years when the first emperor was seriously ill, all kinds of taxes were paid, and the output of the field was even reduced by more than half. It was not until the current emperor ascended the throne that it gradually improved. .When Li County Magistrate was in office, it was almost [-] taxes per year, which was much better than Hangzhou and Jinhua, where aristocratic families gathered together, [-] taxes, or even [-] taxes.

Hardworking farmers, if the weather is good, and there is no disease or disaster, even if they pay so much miscellaneous taxes every year, apart from having no balance at the end of the year, they can still eat miscellaneous grains for three meals a day, and occasionally buy half a catty of meat , the whole family had a tooth festival.

But with this year's output, people with less land may only be able to drink porridge and barely get enough water. As long as people don't starve to death, the family will be very lucky if they don't lose their food.

But Lin Fangqin knew that the reality might not be so good. With the reduction of grain production, the tax must be increased.There are many hidden fields and hidden households. Ordinary people pay a tax of one mu of ten acres of land in order to collect enough taxes from the imperial court. What about now?

The yield per mu of land this year is less than half an mu last year. According to the unspoken rules of taxation in the south of the Yangtze River, Lin Fangqin fears that Wuyi County will change to eight taxes and one, or even more.

The Lin family does not have to pay taxes this year because his younger brother is struggling. The Lin family is now considered a family of officials and belongs to the privileged class, but even so, Lin Fangqin can't stay out of it with peace of mind. After all, most of the Lin family members still have to pay taxes of.

Lin Fangqin sent the family's fried autumn tea to his father-in-law. When he returned home, the grain collector had already led the grain messenger to transport the grain back to the county.

Zhao Shiyue greeted Lin Fangqin when he entered the door, and whispered in Lin Fangqin's ear: "You are finally back, and my uncle asked you to come back and go to his place. I seem to have something urgent to discuss with you."

Lin Fangqin reckoned that it was a matter of the food tax, and he didn't know how much it had been added this year. When he went to his uncle's study, the uncle and the sixth grandfather were there, and the three elders looked worried.

Lin Chengwen has always believed that Lin Fangqin is the most responsible person in the Fang family, and he is also very optimistic about him. After Lin Fangxu won the first prize in the examination, Lin Chengwen made a thorough decision to train him as the head of the Lin family clan, that is, the future

patriarch.

So when Lin Fangqin came in, Lin Chengwen intentionally tested and exercised his judgment, and didn't explain much. He only told him that this year's tax had not increased, and even decreased.

Lin Fangqin frowned after hearing this. He was not annoyed because he had guessed wrong before. After all, it is a good thing to be able to reduce taxes. Who wants to see people starve to death? !He just felt that it was unreasonable and did not fit the style of doing things of those aristocratic families. He always felt that something was wrong!

Sixth Grandpa thought the same as him, squinted his eyes at this time, and said seriously: "The people's food has been reduced, where will the lack of tax and food come from, it is impossible for them to pay for it themselves! This is strange!"

Naturally, Lin Chengwen and the others also thought this way. Thinking people will inevitably have to think more about the pie that someone suddenly handed over. Is this pie poisonous and edible?

Lin Fangqin thought of some rumors he heard when he went to the capital to see Brother Xu at the beginning of the year, and some things that Brother Xu told himself in private, smiled, and comforted the three elders: "This year's weather is not good, it is estimated that some people moved Let's have compassion, we ordinary people just take advantage of it, so we don't need to worry so much."

Lin Chengwen accepted his relief, but felt that this kid did it on purpose, and said angrily, "What are you pretending to be, did you ask you to talk about this? You usually have letters with Brother Xu, and you always run around , I have no other ideas!"

Seeing that the uncle was in a hurry, Lin Fangqin also put away his smiling face, and said solemnly: "Brother Xu didn't say a lot of things clearly, but he mentioned it vaguely. The Holy Majesty is dissatisfied with the Jiangnan family, but the current matter must have nothing to do with the Sacred Heart, but it shouldn't be. It’s not like there’s no connection at all.”

Lin Fangqin thought for a while, and then continued: "My nephew just said that someone felt compassionate. I'm not joking. I'm afraid that some people really can't stand it. Let's use the matter of raising wages and invading fields in the south of the Yangtze River."

They are not ignorant people. Knowing the seriousness of this matter, they didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere in the room was a bit dull. Lin Chengwen felt his mouth was dry, and he picked up a teacup to moisten his throat. It was only after opening the lid that the cup was already empty, and he slammed the cup on the table with some annoyance.

Lin Bingguang glanced at his son. The usually energetic old man said in a trance: "I was only four or five years old. The first two days my family was still gathering together to eat dumplings. Suddenly, one day I was in a hurry to pack things. I went back to Linjiacun. Before my feet hit the ground, my grandfather led my father away again, leaving only a group of women, children and children behind. After three or four months, my grandfather and my father came back with the coffin of my great-grandfather."

When Lin Bingguang said this, his voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were a little red. After a while, he continued: "It is said that the great grandfather left his name in Qingshi, and the Lin family also gained fame, but I have only seen it since I was a child. How the Lin family was squeezed and oppressed by those people, how the grandfather and father were humiliated for the future of the clan, and how the clan members struggled to protect the inheritance! Enough...! Enough, the Lin family has already done this kind of thing for the people It’s been done once, let someone else go this time.”

Lin Bingyao may have traveled far and wide for most of his life, and he has seen more ups and downs, and his heart is stronger. Although he was a little sad at this time, he still joked: "Oh..., brother, you really miss it too much." Too much, given the current situation of the Lin family, there is a small compilation by Brother Xu, even if you want to participate, they may not be willing to take you to play."

Lin Fangqin read the palace examination answer sheet written silently by his younger brother, thought about the content of the answers, and then looked at the grandpa who was run over by the grinning sixth grandpa, neither angry nor smiling, suddenly felt guilty, lowered his head and dared not say much.

It's a pity that Lin Chengwen didn't let him go, and asked: "Brother Qin, most of our lives are almost over, so it doesn't matter what happens, if something really happens, the clan still wants you young people Make up your mind."

After Lin Fangqin listened to it, he put Brother Xu aside in advance. After all, he was too far away and couldn't control him. He arranged the matter in front of him first, and said solemnly to his grandfather: "Grandfather, just as According to the sixth grandfather, given the current situation of the Lin family, there should be no involvement. It’s just that some clansmen wanted to transfer the land to Brother Xu’s name a few days ago. The grandson thinks that this matter should be slowed down. It can't."

After listening, Lin Bingyao agreed: "Well..., we really need to take it easy. If we really want to make a fuss about Yintian this time, the Lin family should not rush this trend."

Lin Bingguang agreed without thinking about it: "After paying taxes for so many years, it is not bad for those years. Don't worry, I will clarify the stakes with them."

They asked Lin Fangqin to walk along the river with him for a while, and told Lin Fangqin to inquire more about how taxes are collected in other places and whether there are any abnormalities in various places these days.

After Lin Chengwen arranged tasks for his nephew, he said earnestly: "Brother Qin, you don't have to pay too much attention to what your grandpa said. He is old, so it is inevitable that he will be too sentimental. Some things are not something you want to avoid. If you can't get it on your head, you can write to brother Xu and let him play by ear."

Lin Chengwen saw that his eldest nephew looked surprised, and said with a smile: "What? It's strange why uncle said that? Hehe..., in this land in the south of the Yangtze River, if something big is going to happen, do you think the merchant and the Xu family will not know about it? The old man is Brother Xu's teacher, and Xu Zhao is his mentor, and Brother Xu is also a member of Zhongshushe, so there is no way around it... But your grandfather's worries are not unreasonable. When you're about to get up, you still have to tell Brother Xu, you must do what you can, and you must not be rash."