"Put this aside." Hao Jing felt a little dissatisfied in his tone: "But the set of Yichang said to the Khan seemed to be incompatible with the principle of benevolent government. Less than three years after the country pacified the Jin Kingdom, there was a devastation everywhere, and the people needed a long period of rest and recuperation. Not to mention other places, more than one million people were killed near Daliang of the Jin Kingdom, and the captives' livelihoods exceeded 400,000. The entire Henan area is now vast and sparsely populated, and it is necessary to recruit refugees, reclaim wasteland, and rebuilt the fields. At this time, encouraging the Khan to issue money, plant mulberry trees, and build silkworms, wouldn't it give the people a chance to rest for a moment?"

Song Yichang looked at him meaningfully and said, "I am not the one whom the Khan met today. After seeing me, he also met the Uygur merchant Aodu Rahaman from the Western Regions. You are also on the scene. You must know why the Khan met Aodu Rahaman."

Hao Jing immediately turned a flirting and shouted, "What else can be done? They upgraded the amount of taxed taxes in the world from 1.1 million taels of silver to 2.2 million taels of silver, just to buy the taxed tax authority in the world."

Mongolia first started to appear in the northern part of Mobei. Although the troops were strong, they were like they had just left the state of infants in other aspects. They had not yet had a clear concept of private property, so naturally they could not have a deep understanding of the complex tax system of the Central Plains. It is precisely because of this that some ministers proposed that the Han people were useless and wanted to expel all the Han people in the Central Plains into grasslands.

Because of this, when a Han merchant proposed the concept of taxing the world, Ogedei was very happy. He completely outsourced the taxation to merchants and was only responsible for collecting money. This is in line with the method that the Mongolians have always used. You should know that the Mongolians were originally?

? They are not good at doing business, and the caravans they sent to various countries are all composed of Naiman and Uygur people.

At the beginning, merchants from the Han and Khitan proposed to pay 1.4 million taels of silver to pay taxes. Later, Yelu Chucai argued hard in the court, saying that the war had not yet subsided, and using such heavy taxes to add to the people was tantamount to self-destruction. Later, it was finally calculated that it was 1.1 million taels.

This time, the Western Regions merchant Odu Rahaman, who met the Khan, doubled the price of the pounce when he opened his mouth. This surprised the Khan of Ogedei. You should know that he was just discussing with the scholar Song Yichang of the Han area how to use money to make up for the Khan's deficit. In a blink of an eye, some merchants from the Western Regions could double the taxes from the Central Plains. For the Mongol Khan, it was not hesitant to be rich from the world.

"What's there to celebrate," Hao Jing said hatefully: "The money will eventually be paid to the people. I'll ask what Odulahaman has to increase taxes. Do you know what he said?"

"The so-called increase in taxes is nothing more than eight words, just to establish a name and to take advantage of the situation." Song Yichang said decisively.

"That's right! He heard from Aodu Rahaman that he was going to pay a tax on the head tax, not only men, but also newborn children, old and young men and women, as long as they can vent their anger. He also did not pay taxes, passers-by taxes, city gate taxes, city taxes, pond taxes, mountain and lake taxes, and everything you can think of." Hao Jing said angrily: "Is there anything more powerful in the world's harsh government?"

"But the Khan felt happy." Song Yichang said mercilessly: "The Khan will not listen to any advice to advise him to reduce taxes and taxes. Unless it is an important official like Yelu Chucai who was trusted by his previous Khan. If a person like Mr. Hao proposes to reduce taxes, he may be ordered to be executed by the Khan on the spot. Such a young man like me who meets the saint for the first time will be even more insignificant."

"So you made a clever and changeable word to trick Khan into producing luxury goods such as porcelain, tea, etc., completely ignoring the lives and death of the people!" Hao Jing said: "What kind of disciple is this of a saint!"

"Sir, I think I am adding burden to the people?" Song Yichang sneered: "The most famous scholars in the north do not match their true names. Today, it seems that it is true! No matter what, the kings and nobles always need them. If they cannot be produced for the local people, one can only go south to loot the Southern Dynasties, and the other can do business with the Southern Dynasties. The Southern Dynasties have a century-long foundation, and the strategy is not a day or a night, and the generals are also damaged. The people in the north still have to supply military supplies, and the deceased are constantly on the side of the road. If they want to do business with the Southern Dynasties, as I said in the hall, they will only fall into the trap of the Southern Dynasties."

"As long as you cultivate carefully for several years and enrich the resources of the northern region, not only will the officials and the people be together, but you will not have to rely on the trade of the Southern Dynasties. At that time, whether the two countries maintain long-term peace or attack the south with all their might, there will be no more restriction. However, "Song Yichang's laughter suddenly became a little sinister: "It was not the turn of Ogedei and his sons to enjoy the fruits."

Hao Jing pondered for a while, and Song Yichang's statement was nothing more than the meaning of enduring hardships for several years and then trying to make a long-term plan. He did not understand, but the ten northern routes had just obtained peace. Especially in Henan, the most important part, he had just spent the most difficult time in several years under the slaughter of the Mongolian army. At this time, they were forced to bear various corvee labor again. Can they really bear it?

"You can tell King Kublai Khan these words tomorrow." Hao Jing said: "Tomorrow, the King will personally send King Hulagu to the west to reinforce the expeditionary army in Badu. You must explain it carefully to him. We, the king and the ministers, will not leave any gaps between us. Only by uniting our superiors and subordinates can we achieve great achievements for all generations."

Song Yichang responded and said, "I will have a good talk with King Kublai Khan tomorrow, and I will leave after the talk."

Hao Jing was stunned again: "Where are you going again, sir?"

"I want to go to Huizhou with the army." Song Yichang said: "Every time the southern expedition, I will kill Confucian scholars from all over the country indiscriminately. This time I will go to Huizhou in person to try to seize several scholars from the tiger's mouth for Mr. Hao."

Hao Jing suddenly realized and said, "This is a serious matter. Qu's army and horse are the king. I have entrusted Yao Shu to accompany the army to collect scholars. I am worried that there will be no one in the West Road army. If you can take this trip on my behalf, you will be fine."

Song Yichang smiled and said, "Don't be too happy too early. I heard from the soldiers coming from Fengxiang that the general Guo Xiama of Huizhou was very brave. Maybe I would lose my life in Huizhou City when I went there."

Hao Jing snorted: "The toad Guo is already a dry bone in the tomb, but it only relies on the solidity of Huizhou City to survive. When the army goes this time, he will definitely be able to capture him alive and offer it to the Khan."

"If this is the case, it's best." Song Yichang walked to the window and pushed open the carved window. The moon was as bright as water on the vast grassland, shining on the moonlight in the north of the desert. At this moment, it was also shining on the distant Jinghu Lake. Can Bai Yijie's entrusting himself successfully achieve it?

Zheng Yunming woke up from his dream.

The city of Xiangyang in the dream was full of holes, and he was surrounded by the bloody corpses of the Beiwei Guards. Bai Yijie's blood-stained feather fan was thrown to the ground. People no longer knew where they went. There were very few defenders who could stand on the city wall. The Mongolian army under the city was all black-clad and black-armored, and slowly pressed towards Xiangyang like Mount Tai.

He wanted to send the order loudly, but was surprised to find that he screamed. The bloody cold wind blew over his face, making him almost unable to open his eyes.

In confusion, Qin Wu stood on the top of the city and gestured with a spear, shouting: "Let's fire! Open all the fires for me! Drive all the Tartars back!"

Can't fire! The distance is too far! Zheng Yunming struggled to speak, but couldn't hear the word he sent. In the silence, the defenders struggled to push the last few wooden general cannons in front of the stool.

The huge roar and black smoke made him feel his eyes turn black.

Zheng Yunming's forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat. He turned his body in a panic, and what caught his eye was Lai Ruyue's sleeping face like a lotus.

She hid under the silk quilt and was quietly like a dream, her long eyelashes were beating, and her gentle breathing sound was sweet and pleasant. The lotus root-like jade arms were still hanging in front of Zheng Yunming's chest, and her plump breasts fell with her breath, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was immersed in sweetness and happiness.

Although I haven't started my home yet, Zheng Yunming is also a family member.

He looked at the beautiful beauty beside him, and couldn't help but smile on his face. The night was short and no one wanted to get up early at this time. Even a scholar who had been diligent in practicing the way of a saint since childhood could be as hard as a mortal when he encountered a gentle place.

Zheng Yunming suddenly heard a familiar sound from the yard. It was a crisp string sound. Han Feng was standing in the yard, tying a scarf with arrows, and shooting arrows at the target a hundred and fifty steps away.

Before leaving his hometown, Han Feng only received some guidance from his father about bows and arrows. Although he was born with divine power, he could hardly use bows and arrows before meeting Zheng Yunming. Fortunately, he knew the decisive role of bows and arrows in contemporary wars. Since following Zheng Yunming, he has been practicing his own shooting skills diligently. Qin Wu, Lu Xunzhi and Peng Man and other famous bows and arrows in the army have also taught them all. But undoubtedly, the one who had the deepest influence on his shooting skills was Lai Ruyue, or Zheng Lai's shooting skills.

Han Feng raised his hand slightly, and Zheng Yunming had almost not seen his movements clearly. An armor-breaking arrow jumped out of the ridge of the bow and shot straight into the bull's eye.
Chapter completed!