The farmers who offered the offer felt unfair. After shouting for a few words, they saw the soldiers next to them holding the hilt of the knife. Then they remembered that the uncle in front of them was not a good man.

So the scene became quiet.

Fang Xing was very satisfied that his reputation could suppress them.

"State affairs come first, and personal interests come later."

Fang Xing set a tone and said, "Publicizing land is a cancer, but Your Majesty knows that the genius and the grain masters below are greedy and will make you wait for food and not fill your stomach."

The emperor is actually concerned about us?

Fang Xing saw that the donors were a little excited, so he struck while the iron was hot: "Now, Your Majesty and the court valued the administration of the government. Once the officials who dared to extend their hands to taxes were captured, I guarantee here that at least the entire family would be exiled, and they would be exiled to the most dangerous place!"

These murderous words were shocking. When the two men staring at Huang Huan saw that he wanted to retreat, they walked into the door and smiled at him in a sinister way.

Want to run? No way!

Seeing this formation and hearing Fang Xing's words, Huang Huan knew that he was probably caught.

In all dynasties, bad typical outcomes are always the worst. So he was really afraid. If he hadn't wanted to habitually maintain his majesty in front of the merchants, he would have been unable to stand firm.

"Brother Ben knows that people are not in a good mood, but the court has been promoting immigration. Whether outside the Great Wall or overseas, especially overseas, the conditions are the best there. People who go there don't have to bring anything, with empty hands, and prepare the houses, oxen, food for a year, and even daughter-in-law for you!"

After Fang Xing finished bewitching, he realized that he had gone off topic. He looked down on his face and said, "If you dislike your family's lack of land and your life is not good, you should either immigrate, and you can just occupy the land or do business there. Don't just think about colluding with the gentry all day long, and turn taxes into your own benefits!"

The farmers gradually became numb, and their hunched eyes were a little resentful.

Fang Xing knew that what he said was probably in vain, so he used his ultimate move: "This year, the food in the north can feed the northerners! Do you know what it means, including feeding those armies?"

Most of the merchants were confused, and more than ten people were worried in their eyes.

"The grain is cheap and hurts the farmers!"

Every farmer knows this simple truth and has experienced the sadness and pain of being suppressed after the harvest.

But Fang Xing knew what they were worried about, "With too much food, the grain tax will gradually drop, and the grain cheapness will hurt farmers will not happen again in the future!"

"Your Majesty knows these ills, so he has already asked the Ministry of Revenue to make a budget. Once the price of grain is too low or too high, the Ministry of Revenue will take action to stabilize the price of grain!"

This is good news.

For small farmers, with the emergence of high-yield crops, what they are most worried about is that the price reduction will be suppressed. In that case, the plan to finally exchange grain for some money will probably be ruined.

Those who worry about high grain prices are tenants and non-farmers.

Many tenant farmers cannot support their own food, but non-farmers rely solely on purchasing, so when the food prices rise, they are the most unlucky.

Fang Xing gradually became kind, so a farmer asked boldly: "Brother, I am a young man who is a tenant plant..."

"Then you can immigrate too!"

Fang Xing was encouraging these farmers. He believed that what he said today would soon spread throughout the south and become a secret that countless farmers would carefully think about when they were in trouble.

"When I go to immigrate, the land outside is fertile and numerous. Many places have prepared free houses and farm tools, and you can get started after going. Do you rather endure hunger here? No, you are not willing to immigrate when you watch your wife and children starve? What kind of man is that?! Cowardly!"

Fang Xing looked at the farmers with a bright look. He saw an excited face, the farmer who was kneeling on the roadside just now, so he nodded to him and smiled encouragemently.

So the farmer was struggling and struggling.

Fang Xing was waiting, and gradually, the farmers noticed his eyes and looked at the farmers.

"Handu!"

The shout was majestic, Fang Xing frowned and turned around, and saw the man who looked like a housekeeper behind him staring at the village house with a fierce look on his face.

"this……"

Fang Xing couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Someone dares to threaten people in front of Ben?"

"Catch him!"

Li Jing had been paying attention to listening to Fang Xing's words just now, trying to find some mistakes to report them. It was considered as his own duty, and he also had many reputations that were not afraid of the powerful, so he did not pay attention to Huang Da's threat.

So he got a little angry, and some of the sounds were inevitably brought out.

His subordinates were tactful and kicked Huang Da over with one kick, and then rolled around the ground with a few kicks, screaming constantly.

Huang Huan's face was pale and he was in a dilemma.

Fang Xing glanced at him, then turned around and said, "Whoever wants to speak just say boldly, Huangjiazhuang...there will be a name here in the future!"

Han was stunned for a moment, he was a little confused, and for a moment he couldn't understand what the words meant.

A voice came from behind him, very low and very low, but he still heard it.

"That's Master Jingguan. He came here in person. The master's family must be in trouble..."

So Han Du squeezed out of the crowd, and his two sons followed out foolishly.

"Brother, little..."

Han choked up, but couldn't say what happened next.

He was angry at first, but now he felt that there was nothing to be angry at.

I borrowed the money myself, and I am stupid if I can’t pay it back. No wonder I’m the owner!

"Do you have something to say?"

Fang Xing tried his best to ask, worried that he would scare away the farmer who was willing to stand up and testify.

It was not a whim that he came here today. The men in blue shirts with wooden boards and brushes with left hand hands were waiting for the subsequent development of things. Then they would record them, go back to process them, and then spread them to the entire Ming Dynasty.

When doing big things, the first thing is public opinion!

Without the support of public opinion, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a lame warrior.

Han Du looked up and shook his head blankly and said, "Brother, I have nothing to say."

This is a fool, no, ignorant!

Fang Xing sighed in his heart and said, "Boldly, for example, whether someone has been robbed by tricks or forced robbery... Is there any Qingpi's loan shark..."

usury?

This word is easy to understand, and Han Du said in a tangled manner: "Brother, I borrowed money from the master."

Fang Xing was overjoyed, but asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

Han Du said honestly: "Then the young one can't pay it back."

"Then what?"

"Then all the small fields paid off the debt to the master..."

Fang Xing's eyes were filled with coldness and he continued to ask, "How much is the benefit?"

Han would never forget that interest rate for the rest of his life. He slapped and said with difficulty: "Fifty percent, there is still... I have to roll around. The little one is useless, but I can't pay it back..."

Fang Xing looked at the farmers, and no one was angry or sad, and they were all numb.

Most of the people who have lost their families live a tight life and cannot turn around when they encounter urgent matters. In the end, they have no choice but to borrow money from the owner's family, and then they are loaned to usury. All the land is owned by other people.

Fang Xing asked coldly: "What do you say in Shangyuan County?"

The Huang family is a typical example of Yuan Jie's suggestion to Fang Xing, so he was not panicked at all. He just said with some grief: "Xinghe Bo, this is a loan shark! The court has long been banned."

"It's banned? I don't know! And the little one has no place to borrow money... I don't have a home, so the little one is afraid that he will take his family to beg for food."

Han was very nervous and didn't dare to look at Huang Huan who was controlled by the side.

Fang Xing was speechless because the government did not provide such services, so the people could only look for usury loans without any choice, just to overcome the difficulties.

He felt that the solution should be found earlier, but in the final analysis, the best way was to increase the income level of the people, especially farmers.

The thought just turned around, and he said coldly: "50% is better, it's better to make a sharp drop, that's drinking blood!"

"Drink blood?"

Han never knew that such a statement was said. He blinked his eyes and said, "Brother, the young man has paid back more than two coins, but later there are still many. The young man read the account book... the young man doesn't understand, the young man..."
Chapter completed!