"…I am worried about the revenge afterwards..."

With money, the man told the dilemma of this small family without any concealment.

"It was better, but I had to pay taxes... Why do nobles pay taxes? Those are Wenquxing!"

Yu Qian sighed deeply and said, "If they don't pay taxes, those taxes will be transferred to other people's heads. The more people don't pay taxes, the more declining the Ming Dynasty will be."

The disapproval in the man's eyes did not escape Yu Qian's observation. He said, "If you farm yourself, what are you most afraid of?"

The man said without hesitation: "The chief of grain and the slightest officials."

Ahem!

The little official next to him coughed dryly, Yu Qian glanced at him coldly and said, "You were cold yesterday, go outside to bask in the sun."

It was drizzling outside, but the little official could only get up and bow to leave.

Yu Qian is a clerk in the official department, so it would be easy to get a minor official.

The little official went out in embarrassment. Yu Qian turned around and asked, "The grain in Peiping is better, but the little official is doing more. How about it here?"

The man always felt that the smile of the clerk was a bit confusing, so when he saw that he was not here, he said comfortably: "The grain chief is responsible for taxes. If he fails to complete it, he will have to subsidize it himself. How can they subsidize it? They will make a lot of money."

"Beiping? That's where the emperor lives. Those people must be afraid, hey! I wish the small family was also in Peking."

The drizzle was flying in the yard, and the chickens didn't know that they were in trouble, so they were digging the wall to find food.

Yu Qian felt that there was a lot of depression in his heart, and he said, "The administration... will always be good, hey!"

He himself didn't believe this, so he comforted him: "If you can ask for the land, go to the government to handle it, the family will definitely not dare to stop it. Otherwise, Xing and Bo will be in the city, so they will naturally know that they are powerful. As for what you are worried about..."

Yu Qian stood up and said, "You have to go to sue boldly. If the county fails, go to the government office. There are many people who know about it... Do you know about Dongchang and Jinyiwei?"

The man's face turned pale in an instant, "Negotiable, I'm not doing bad things! I must not!"

Yu Qian frowned and said, "If things get big, the Dongchang and Jinyiwei will naturally report it quietly. At that time, the thunderous anger of His Majesty will come. No matter who he is, he will never escape the national law!"

The man just shook his head and even took out the collected treasure money, saying that he would return it to Yu Qian.

Yu Qian waved his hand, then strode out of the house, glanced at the lifeless village, and said, "Go back!"

...

"Xinghe Bo, how to resolve those land disputes?"

Yu Qian was half wet, but he didn't care about changing his clothes, so he found Fang Xing directly.

Fang Xing sat under the eaves and asked, "What are you good ways?"

Yu Qian thought a lot along the way, thinking that the source of this matter was the administration of officials, but the administration could not be cured. So he hesitated: "The officials thought about... completely turning over, and whoever belonged to him, but he was worried about whether those gentry lost too much land at once, would life be difficult."

When he heard the previous words, Fang Xing smiled satisfied, but when he heard the difficulties of life, he couldn't help but say: "After years of preferential treatment, their family has been full of money, and the people are hungry. If you worry about this, it's the cart before the horse."

Yu Qian wiped the water stains on his face with the back of his hand and said embarrassedly: "The officials are just worried that they will make trouble. After all, they are one with the officials, and it will be difficult to control them then!"

Fang Xing splashed off the remaining tea in the teacup, stared at a weed swaying in the breeze and drizzle under his feet and said, "Then let's show up together, press down together! Press down!"

"But this will last for a long time!"

Fang Xing found that civil servants always didn't like long-term strategies. He frowned and said, "It may be long-lasting, and it may bring about long-term peace and stability in the Ming Dynasty. Which one do you think you will choose?"

Yu Qian admitted his mistake and said, "This matter is of great importance. I heard that there are gentry in the capital who are cursing people. Waiting for Jinan, Xinghe Bo will be very difficult for the follow-up!"

Fang Xing pointed and slashed down with a knife, and said coldly: "Then press down!"

Yu Qian was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Is it still an immigrant? Xinghe Bo, the official, took the liberty, this is not to make room for science..., right?"

Fang Xing's cheeks trembled, looked at Yu Qian, and said seriously: "Science is not afraid of these things, science is afraid of people's hearts."

"But after this battle, Confucianism will inevitably be in a mess, and people's hearts will gradually disperse..."

"I am justified, why are you afraid of these?"

Fang Xing said seriously: "Science has been gradually spread among the people. As for you, people say that people's hearts have scattered, Ben Bo told you that the habits that have been in the past thousand years are still Confucianism. They will always wait for the opportunity to counterattack. Do you think this opportunity can be given to them?"

Yu Qian was led by a deviant position. He shook his head and said, "No. Although the lower officials are children of Confucianism, they know that there will be less taxable land every year. If this continues, the people will probably become more and more troubled after decades."

After he left, Fang Xing sighed: "He must still be in doubt in his heart, he has a headache!"

Wang He stood in the room and felt drowsy, so he casually said: "Xinghe Bo, if this continues, it is an indisputable fact that science benefits. Our family thinks that you have this selfish intention, and Yu Qian will certainly doubt it."

Fang Xing sighed and said, "This is the general trend, and this general trend was not initiated by me, but... If the Ming Dynasty wants to be strong and want to be prosperous forever, this matter must be resolved. Who is the blame?"

At this time, more than ten riders rushed into Jinan City in the drizzle and headed towards the big mansion.

Yu Qian stood outside the mansion, looking at the drizzle with his hands behind his back, but his heart was a little depressed.

He was not a fool, so he naturally knew Fang Xing's perfunctory intention, but he could not blame this matter, so he could only be depressed.

After he thought it through, he found that people were gradually coming around.

The drizzle is like a sad thread, making people heartbroken.

These people are all blue shirts, which makes people wonder if they have uniformly worn the clothes in advance.

The sound of horse hooves came from the left. Yu Qian didn't go to see it, but he watched these people come silently.

Hundreds of people!

In the drizzle, the dark crowd was moving slowly like zombies.

Fang Xing also walked out, he glanced at the crowd, and then looked to the left.

More than ten cavalry came quickly and emerged from the passage where the crowds surrounding them moved out.

"I have met Xinghe Bo, Your Majesty has a decree!"

Yu Qian whispered, "Brother, go in."

The visitor has already dismounted, but it is Yu Jia, which shows Zhu Zhanji's importance to this decree.

Fang Xing looked at the crowd silently and said, "Let's just be here, Ben wants to see their courage."

As soon as he waved his hand, Xin Laoqi roared angrily: "Get together..."

Three fireworks rose into the sky and exploded in the misty air.

"Bang bang bang!"

Neat footsteps came from both sides, and teams of sergeants trotted in a row.

These soldiers were all wearing armor, and their eyes under the masks stared at the silent men in blue.

Fang Xing nodded to the leader Wu Yue and said, "Please read the order."

Yu Jia was a little nervous. After taking out the order, she stuttered a little at the beginning.

Gradually, his voice became smoother.

"......There are many gentlemen who will understand the difficulties of state affairs... all the places in Jinan... are abandoned..."

After the decree was read out, Yu Jia looked at the silent men in blue clothes and asked, "Xinghe Bo, what kind of situation is this?"

Fang Xing received the order and said, "This is a unwilling situation!"

"There are slanderous ministers!"

At this time, a loud shout in the crowd, and then the crowd was excited.

"Your Majesty has a slander!"

"A slander!"

"A slander!"

Fang Xing stood in front and rejected Wu Yue's suggestion to let him retreat. When the voice was getting lower, he asked, "Who is the slander?"

The crowd was silent, just as Yu Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you!"

The roar was filled with hatred and resentment, and the drizzle seemed to be burned, making people feel hot and uneasy.

"Battles..."

Wu Yue called without hesitation.

"Click!Click..."

Lin Li's bayonet was wet with drizzle, and the soldiers' eyes were cold, like fighting puppets without thoughts.

The crowd that had been moving forward stopped.

Fear is human instinct, and it is also an instinct to not blame the law for the public.

The crowd surged again.

"Xinghe Bo..."
Chapter completed!