Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

After Huang Jian was gone, the fat man joked with the green skins, and patted his **** until the sun was slanting, saying that he was going to find his old friend.

Chen San cursed: "You are fat and there are no two or two flesh, so go find a friend? You will be suppressed! Otherwise, the guy can't move anything!"

The fat man didn't get angry, he just said proudly: "My good-looking waist is thin, but strong, I can be comfortable lying down, so please be jealous, hahahaha!"

Half an hour later, the fat man walked to the back door of a compound, he turned around and looked behind him.

"no one."

A man came from behind, he should have followed the fat man all the way to here.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and the man immediately opened the back door, and the two entered.

After seeing Fang Xing, the fat man expressed his merits: "Xing He Bo, I was trembling during the period when I was in office, and I was afraid that I would wake up overnight and be killed by those green skins."

But when he finished speaking, he remembered the man behind him just now, clearly Fang Xing sent to protect him.

"What's the news?"

Fang Xing felt that Chen Mo was a little green now, and he couldn't help feeling that he had entered the wrong place. It was not the ceremonial department, but should go to Jinyiwei. Just be a spy and it would be good.

Chen Mo realized that he was showing his heart. He drew his clothes indiscriminately, and then said: "Recently, those gentry are a little flustered. Most of them have confessed their fate. Frequently..."

This is in Fang Xing's expectation, how many gentry in the south, how huddled together.

Zhu Zhanji insisted on letting him kill the carbine when he returned, just to use his evil spirit and fierce reputation to suppress the situation, otherwise Xue Lu would not be able to suppress it once someone took the risk.

That's why he went to Huang Huan's house to explain and encourage the farmers in person, just to show the peasants in the south, tell them not to worry about this, and don't hug the gentry for the sake of small interests.

Benefits, after all, we have to use benefits to speak for themselves!

Fang Xing was lost, thinking about whether the agricultural tax could be lowered in the future.

Unless it is to monetize the agricultural tax, the later the grain, the less valuable it will be. Instead, the government will need to pay to maintain its value.

In such a situation, it is actually better to lower agricultural taxes, and then vigorously support industry and commerce, and use business taxes to strengthen Ming. Then use the market to mobilize the farmers' planting direction, not only to grow food, but also to choose to grow other cash crops based on the market.

With the development of industry and commerce, and the restrictions on household registration and road guidance are removed, then farmers can choose to do other things.

However, this matter is of great importance. Fang Xing just thought about it. In the future, the important ministers of the DPRK and China will need to discuss it together, and the development of industry and commerce must be linked to the domestic and international situation, which is unpredictable at this moment.

"...That Huang Jian looked a little overcast, his teacher Wang Yuan is also overcast, and he is called the Yin Master Yin Disciple..."

Fang Xing was startled and asked, "How are they doing?"

Chen Moguo is really suitable for inquiring about the news. Without hesitation, he said: "They seem to have turned their faces. Huang Jian often comes to inquire about the news. He seems to be concerned about the in and out of the army. Wang Yuan doesn't know. However, his family has many servants and friends. ."

Fang Xing gave a hum, and waved his hand blankly. Chen Mo didn't know how he was coping, so he had to withdraw in a dull manner.

After he left, Wang He came in and smiled as soon as he came in, "Then Huang Jian was driven out of the car, really embarrassed."

Fang Xing's source of news is not just Chen Mo, the people from Blackthorn, Jin Yiwei, and the people from Dongchang. These are all inquired separately. He is just asking someone to analyze various sources of news.

Fang Xing hummed again, and then said: "The north moved the swordsman. I thought that the south was weak and would save trouble. Who knows that the interests are current, the gentry dared to rebel, it really is the death of people for money and the death of birds for food. "

Wang He said dissatisfied: "Those are taxes from the imperial court. They are really shameless, and they keep saying loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, nonsense!"

Fang Xing said faintly: "Don't think about it, human nature is selfish, it's just the general trend. You must not forget that when the Ming Dynasty was first established, those literati were unwilling to be official, and they were crying holding the memorial tablet of Meng Yuan!"

Wang He said bitterly: "There really is no shame!"

"It's just a mother if you have milk."

Fang Xing saw these things clearly and knew that the general situation was at odds, and those literati naturally followed whoever gave them benefits. There are not no loyal ministers, but relatively few.

This is human nature, and it is not based on whether you have read the sage books.

Wang He said with a rare sorrow: "My generation is painstakingly lonely, but they only care about their own family..."

Frustrated by these words, Fang Xing got up and said, "What do you think of those gentry today?"

Wang He said: "They are all famous gentry in Jinling. They dare to come to you to intercede. This is daring. They not only discuss the important things set by the central government, but also dare to interfere. Xinghe Bo, today Your hands are soft."

Fang Xing just smiled.

Later, the parties' news is summarized.

"Uncle, there have been 53 rebellions in the South so far, 15 of them with more than 1,000 people. One of them attacked the county government. The garrison was caught off guard, and the county government... was lost."

Fang Xing was looking at the form while holding the form. When he heard the news, his cheeks trembled.

"The magistrate of Anxiang County..."

"What's up with him?"

Fang Xing didn't know what he was thinking, so he was a little excited.

The clerk who told the report was a little sad: "Uncle, Huo Yan, the magistrate of Anxiang County, died of his country..."

The few officials who came to report all raised their heads, with surprise in their eyes.

Fang Xing closed his eyes, frowning, and said: "What a hatred and hatred is this. Daming planed his ancestral grave? Or did Daming rob his land..."

The reporting officer was a little sad, and said rashly: "Uncle, those are all dedicated fields. They are digging Daming's corners. Which is his family's land?"

Fang Xing said sadly: "This is a martyrdom. Ben Bo will report to your Majesty, for Huo Daren... But before that, what about those rebels?"

The little official said: "I have been surrounded..."

"Lin Qun'an!"

"Uncle!"

Fang Xing closed his eyes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "Those rebels deserve to die, you go to Anxiang County, and destroy them, but the main culprit is best to live... In addition, try to save the remains of Huo Yan, the magistrate. Found it."

"Martyred?"

Lin Qunan was shocked, and a sense of shame arose spontaneously.

The duty of civil servants is the herdsmen, while the duty of military attaches is to protect the environment and the people.

But now the civilian officials of the herdsmen are martyred, where is the military officer's face?

The anger was instantly ignited, Fang Xing noticed it, but did not interfere.

"There is no need to bring more people, a few hundred people are enough, one person and three horses all the way, back and forth as soon as possible, so that the rebels regret being born in this world."

Fang Xing's statement escalated the incident.

"Go and ask about Master Huo."

Fang Xing made the final explanation, and then the whole Jinling City was boiling.

Because some businessmen have brought the news back long ago.

Shenxian Curie, a businessman drank slightly, and said with red eyes: "Daren Huo is really loyal and righteous. He doesn't know martial arts, but he killed two rebels with a sword. After being captured...those rebels He wanted him to surrender, but Huo Daren agreed in front of him. When the rebels summoned the people and accomplices and wanted to use Huo Daren to cheer them up, Huo Daren..."

The surroundings were silent, and even the treasurer of Shenxianju was listening carefully.

The businessman choked and said, "I've witnessed it with my own eyes... Daren Huo righteously scolded the rebels. The rebels became so angry that they stabbed him in the mouth with a red iron rod... Finally..."

There was a sigh around, and some people's eyes turned red.

"In the end, they let people hit Lord Huo with a stone, and killed everyone who didn't hit them. Lord Huo let them smash them, and said with a broken head that as long as they surrender in the end, the DPRK will definitely not make a difference..."