"Boom!"

On the fifth day of the fifth month, the first thunder in summer comes.

Shenjing, imperial city, Daming Palace.

Zi Chen went to the study room.

Zhang Tingyu, who was already gray in his hair, had his eyes faintly red when he was less than fifty years old.

What he was holding was the first quarter tax and financial statements submitted by various provinces in Jiangnan...

The data is amazing!

In the first quarter, in the 24th year of Longzheng, the taxes collected by various provinces in the first three months were equivalent to the taxes of last year's six months.

Judging from the growth rate in the past three years, he could have imagined that there would be a big increase this year, but he did not expect that the growth would be so large.

What was even more unexpected was that when Jia Huan was rampant in Jiangnan, the provinces in Jiangnan were not in dire straits and were in dire straits, but instead, they were thriving and prosperous!

According to the memorials of Liangjiang, Lianghu, Guangdong and Guangxi Governor, Governor and other provincial officials, the subsequent situation will be very good...

how so?

Is Confucian heritage really wrong for thousands of years?

Zhang Tingyu admitted that most civil officials today are too corrupt and slutty, but...

There were countless predecessors, and in their era, there was no such thing as the country was rich and the people were strong.

Which dynasty and which era, the court received so much tax?

The spending of the money was not as high as it was, nor was it fast…

This is simply...

Unreasonable!

"Bang!"

He threw the fold in his hand on the table with a faint anger, and Zhang Tingyu's face was as deep as water.

Hu Wei, who is in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, has a bad face.

Although the Ministry of Revenue has made a lot more account, after all, he is also a Confucian scholar.

He had already conspired with Zhang Tingyu and Chen Xiqiao. If there was a change in Jiangnan, he would persuade the Supreme Emperor to make trouble!

Even if you are willing to give me a death message!

But who would have thought...

They would not suspect that the officials from various provinces in Jiangnan were fake, because these officials were all selected by Zhang Tingyu.

But the more this happens, the more they feel uncomfortable.

"Ding ding bell, ding bells, jingle bells..."

At this moment, in this ruling land of billions of common people, a word can be the sacred place of the world's laws, and music sounds.

It's not polite music.

Everyone looked sideways and saw Emperor Jiade Ying Zhou, fiddling with the wooden box as big as a palm in his hand with excitement and joy.

The music sounded from his hands.

"emperor……"

Ying Xiang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and called out.

Ying Zhou came back to his senses and saw that everyone was looking at him, not embarrassed at all, and shared his joy: "Uncle Thirteen, look at this, music box!

A few years ago, there was a Jia Huan who was sent by merchants from the south and came from the West.

He is so precious that he only gives his wife a stubborn one, and he doesn't let me touch him.

Unexpectedly, our Daqin can do it now!

Uncle Thirteen, listen, how crisp this sound!

It's too dark, one costs twenty taels of silver..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tingyu twitched the corner of his mouth.

He was appointed as the first rank of the official position and had a double salary, which was only 360 taels per month.

I can only buy a dozen of these gadgets.

For ordinary households, the whole family only has twenty taels of food and food a year.

This is still a good family.

But even so, Zhang Tingyu could have imagined that this music box... will soon become popular in the Qin Dynasty.

Ordinary people can't afford it, but officials can afford it, merchants can afford it, and ladies from all over the country can afford it.

With this item alone, that person, I don’t know how much gold and silver he will earn…

"What's going on now when Xiqiaogong, the land of the Black Liao?"

If you can't take this emperor, you will not be able to get in. Instead, you will be blocked by him so hard that you can't speak. Zhang Tingyu simply stopped playing the piano to the cow and asked Chen Xiqiao.

When Chen Xiqiao heard this, he sighed lightly, his face looked sad and said, "It's not great..."

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Tingyu asked anxiously, raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "But the Black Liao Legion is doing tyrannical things?"

The sound is solemn.

Jia Huan twice purged Jiangnan and spread the world, but most of the infamy was attracted by Zhang Tingyu, which was not without reason.

Because from the outside world, Zhang Tingyu is the biggest winner.

The famous party that was created before, regardless of geographical advantage or concept, no longer existed under the great purge.

For example, the 90% of the governors and governors today are all from Zhang Tingyu.

Throughout the dynasties, there was almost no power better than his powerful ministers.

If someone is truly like him, he will usurp the throne.

Today, although Zhang Tingyu cannot usurp the throne, his demeanor of speaking and acting is much stronger.

The feeling of speaking according to the law allows him to look down at the Black Liao Legion.

It cannot be adjusted, but it can be knocked.

Chen Xiqiao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How dare the Black Liao Legion do anything to waste? With that person's message, no one will do anything randomly.

only……

None of those high-ranking officials and famous families is willing to farm.

Now, there is still a stalemate..."

The disposal of the exiled was to arrange to work in the farm of the Hei Liao Military Reclamation Corps.

Jia Huan named him: Labor Reform.

In fact, it is farming.

There is no suppression and no preferential treatment.

Half of the grain planted belongs to the farm and is handed over to the Agricultural Reclamation Corps.

Half of them belong to them.

In fact, similar to the tenants in the world, the difference is that the tenants farm for the landlords' families, while they farm for the court.

But even so, for the high-ranking officials and gentry who once thought they were dirty even at a glance, farming was an unacceptable low-key thing.

How can a noble scholar do what a scholar can do?

Farming and reading to pass on family members is to let the tenants farm, not to farm themselves.

When Zhang Tingyu heard this, his face stagnated. He didn't expect that it would be like this...

"Then, what do they eat?"

Chen Xiqiao shook his head and smiled, "When the house was searched, the dowry of the family members was not confiscated.

Nowadays, they are mostly pawning the dowry of their wives, daughters and daughters-in-law…”

At this point, Chen Xiqiao couldn't smile any longer.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this moment, Ying Zhou, who had been playing happily and stubbornly, suddenly burst into laughter.

The people who were full of worries jumped.

Everyone looked sideways and saw Ying Zhou's slight eyes full of sarcasm and said, "After all, Jia Huan guessed. He said before that if there was no court support, those people would be worse than women!

He was also evil, and he was searched and exiled, and he still carried the master's prose.

If I want to see it, I have to give them some color to see!"

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate..."
To be continued...