Wang Wan was very confused when she was invited.

He didn't understand why King Zheng of Qin suddenly wanted to invite himself to have a meal together.

However, since the King of Qin sent someone to invite him, Wang Wan could not find a reason to refuse.

So he got on the frame of the King of Qin and came to the palace.

Lunch was set up in the Xuan Palace. When Wang Wan arrived, the main hall was in a mess, with children screaming, holding a little tiger that was not much older than a native dog and chasing a raccoon slave.

While running, he shouted loudly.

The raccoon flexibly circled around the hall, while the child was clumsy and could not catch up with him.

In the center of the hall was a large round table, and Qin Wangzheng sat at the table, reading books and eating with pastries.

In his arms, the little girl blinked her big and lively eyes and looked at Wang Wan curiously.

Wang Wan saluted, and King Zheng of Qin waved his hand casually, indicating that he didn't have to be restrained.

Wang Wan then sat down.

There is no food on the table, it seems that I need to wait for a while.

Wang Wan didn't speak, but just stared at the little girl in Qin Wang Zheng's arms.

Wang Wan is the one with small eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the very lively girl, and then looked at the boy who was chasing the pinuzi as if he was tirelessly pursuing his life experiences of these two children.

They were the descendants of ordinary farmers in the peasant association and were adopted by King Zheng of Qin.

It is understandable for a boy to adopt, but the girl…

Wang Wan looked into the girl's big eyes.

The girl looked very lively. She noticed that Wang Wan narrowed her eyes and looked at her, so she also narrowed her eyes and responded to Wang Wan.

It took a long time, no one told me that Ju Zizhou came to the hall with a child of not too old age.

Ju Zizhou looked around and saw Wang Wan, nodding slightly to indicate.

Wang Wan didn't know what kind of etiquette this was, and she felt a little strange in her heart, but she still nodded slightly by Ju Zizhou's appearance.

Ju Zizhou untied himself and grabbed Ying Zheng's arm and pulled him up from his seat: "Come here to see your nephew!"

"Clash, come on, this is my uncle, a rich man, calling him uncle and asking him for a meeting gift."

Zhengliu looked at Ying Zheng carefully.

He looked very restrained.

His attention did not seem to be on Ying Zheng, and he kept chasing the child running around in the hall with the little tiger in his eyes.

"Is this your son?" Ying Zheng curled his lips: "It turns out to be as ugly as you."

"How do you say it!" Ju Zizhou was dissatisfied: "It's okay if you don't give a gift, but you still say such words?"

"It's just to tell the truth." Ying Zheng thought for a while, waved his hand, and Zhao Gao immediately walked up silently and handed over the gift that Ying Zheng had already prepared.

That's a small box.

Ying Zheng grabbed the small box with one hand and placed it on top of Zheng Liu's head: "Call to hear it, uncle?"

The scrambler was holding the small box and dared not speak.

The little girl in Ying Zheng's arms came down from his arms at this time. She looked at Zheng Liu curiously and poked his face: "What's your name?"

"By the way, what's this child's name?" Ying Zheng sat down, picked up the book again, and looked at it slowly.

"Jingliu." Ju Zizhou sat down, picked up the fruit placed there, and while eating, he said, "Jingliu, go and play with your younger brother and sister."

Zhengliu took off the box on his head with both hands and followed Qin Le to find Qin Xi who was holding the little tiger.

Even if three children don’t have any common language, they are better than talking about political affairs with a group of adults.

"Where did you pick him up?" Ying Zheng looked at the book and ate pastries.

"I don't know where I am, but it's on the way to Ba County." Ju Zizhou ate fruit and recalled: "Their family is very miserable. As winter approaches, his father was taken away from his title, and his family lost land. He was an orphan and widowed mother, and his family was unable to survive, so he committed suicide by himself."

"I saved him there."

"Do you have many such families?" Ying Zheng asked.

"As far as I see, there are quite a few!" Ju Zizhou thought for a while: "Although Qin State has regulations on renting land to landless people, the relevant taxes are too high. After all, it is difficult for such a family to survive."

"So what about the reason why his father lost his title?"

"The lower-level minor official." Ju Zizhou shook his head: "The Qin law has perfectly regulated various taxes and the obligations that the Chinese people should fulfill, but there are no limits and relevant restrictions on the power of people in the state power. Even the selection of minor official officials is very vague, just according to family conditions."

"In such a big environment, there will only be more and more cases of fighting for family migration."

"So what do you think?" Ying Zheng put down the book in his hand.

Wang Wan can see that the words on the book are "An Investigation of the Administration of the Government"

He dared not speak.

But he probably knew that he was here and didn't need to talk.

"The land is privatized within a certain limit." Ju Zizhou's knuckles rhythmically tapped the table.

"Tell me carefully?"

"Within a certain range, every Qin people will be given land. These lands do not follow the title, but are completely and purely their own. Due to this land rights relationship, the corresponding tax system must also be changed. On these lands, there should be no government and bribes or robbery."

"Give everyone land?" Ying Zheng frowned: "Is it a little difficult? In the case of fighting for the family, even if you give land, can't you be bought at a low price?"

"The six Eastern Kingdoms have such precedents!" Ying Zheng smiled and said, "You have also written it in "Handan Investigation".

"So you need something matching." Ju Zizhou's finger stopped tapping: "For example, the Farmers' Association."

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and unconsciously tapped his fingers on the table.

"knock"

"knock"

"knock"

"knock"

It hit Wang Wan's heart and made his body tremble slightly.

"The land belongs to individuals, but is actually used, and it must be distributed by the collective?"

"It's like this, and accordingly, the collective has an obligation to ensure the most basic survival of members."

The implication is to drive the Farmers Association across the country.

Correspondingly, there are also a lot more supporting peasant association cadres, security teams, and starting funds.

"It's definitely not enough!" Ying Zheng thought carefully, then shook his head: "There is insufficient money and food in the country, and what should we use to measure the amount of land that should be given to different people and how much land?"

"So how to make sure that farmers will accept this model?"

"By the title, the title." Ju Zizhou said: "Private land, accounting for one tenth and one fifth of the land that is suitable for the title, is calculated separately."

"That is needed, tax officials who know how to count are at least several times that they are now!"

"Take it slow." Ju Zizhou smiled: "Do you have a pilot first?"

"It's in Xianyang?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Okay, it's easy to observe the problems that will exist."

"There is another problem." Ying Zheng spread his hands: "The military system reform I proposed before was rejected. Now, Lu Buwei will definitely not let me let go of the problem of such a big local system."

"This person deserves to die!" Ju Zizhou smiled.
Chapter completed!