Accumulate Wealth in Life

Takako Hanmen (122)

An autumn rain and a cold.

The weather in Beijing is cold, but the atmosphere is unprecedentedly warm.

The invitations sent by the fourth master have already arrived from those who are closer to the capital. Most of these people have properties in the capital, and they have many relatives and friends, so it is impossible for them to have nowhere to live.

But everyone still lived in the Juxian Pavilion where the fourth master used to entertain everyone.

After Lixianyuan, there is another Juxian Pavilion.

In addition to several halls that can accommodate hundreds of people, Juxian Hall has several small halls, including a special tea room, a chess hall, a bookstore, a painting curtain, and a piano hall, all of which are for the entertainment of invited guests. .

Accommodation is even simpler, there is no room for picking, and you will go down in the order of morning and evening. The house is divided into two rooms, the inner room to live in, and the outer room to entertain guests. The house is certainly not comparable to what everyone lives in at home. But the house in the Juxian Pavilion is different. The gathering of so many people from different backgrounds is a good opportunity to connect with each other and enhance their feelings.

Besides, to a certain extent, being able to live in is a kind of honor.

Baihe's carriage stopped at the entrance of Juxian Pavilion, and he slowly got down from the carriage in a blue robe. Then he shook the hem of his clothes and looked up at Juxian Pavilion's big words.

Before he could speak, a seventh-rank official on the steps greeted him, "Excuse me, what are you doing? It's a new guest, please register at the entrance. If you are a visitor, please go through the side door, and someone will pass the message for you."

Bai He has no interest in entanglement with a small person, just stretched out his hand, and the attendant behind him handed over the invitation, "My master is invited."

The little official nodded slightly, "Then please come in."

Bai He didn't move, he only looked at the three words on the plaque and asked, "I dare to ask which inscription on this plaque is the posthumous work of the sage of Tuo, if you can find these three words, piece them together, and return It's natural, and you have spent a lot of energy, right?" He was still thinking in his heart at this time, he should have an impression of such an accomplished person.

The receptionist hadn't spoken yet when Fang Changqing said from behind: "From what you see, how is this word?"

Bai He turned his head, saw Fang Changqing, and smiled. He looked at the words and nodded again and again, "On the first day of the first year, I only felt that it was smooth and skillful, elegant and vigorous, the writing was slow and orderly, and the qi pulse was well-connected. If you look closely, the momentum is sharp and tough, and the ink rhythm is gentle and smooth. People feel that toughness and softness are combined, and ingenuity is unique." He said, and then paused, saying that the words were like people, and he really didn't know how sacred this was. He took a few steps back and went to taste it again. After a long time, his expression changed slightly, and he murmured: "Qiu Jin Feng Yi, calm and smooth, there is a faint... the spirit of an emperor..."

After speaking, I was startled, and I couldn't help but look at Fang Changqing: "Is it possible?"

Fang Changqing cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Bai, please, if Long Live knows that you have praised it so highly, I must be happy too."

Bai He's expression became strange. He raised his head involuntarily and glanced at it. This... No one thought that this cow herding baby...

Where is this still a cow girl!

He smiled uncomfortably, and his heart also picked up.

In the Juxian Hall, one after another, twenty or thirty people have arrived. These people also have people who are good and bad with each other. Not everyone can pee in a pot.

As soon as Bai He entered the door, he ran into Cui Ping who was about to go out.

This Cui Ping was not from an aristocratic family, but he was also an authentic wealthy family.

His ancestors had three emperors, eight jinshi, and more than 20 juren. Today, the Cui family in the land of Qilu is a well-known family.

The Bai family and the Cui family have always been at odds, because the ancestors of the Cui family wanted to identify themselves as the descendants of the Cui family in Qinghe, but they were mixed up by the Wang family. Later, the Cui family became more prominent, and the Cui family of Qinghe wanted to join the Cui family again, but the Cui family was unwilling.

For this reason, the Bai family was blamed by the Qinghe Cui Clan. Almost became a laughing stock.

I don't know how many years have passed since this incident, but the two families are still the same, and neither one wants to see the other.

As soon as Cui Ping saw Bai He, he sneered, and then said to Fang Changqing: "The sage treats guests in person, but some people are perfunctory and take responsibility, and the head of the family can't come in person..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai He's expression changed. He is here now, just to learn more details. When the head of the family arrives from Jiangnan, it will be changed. Who knows that Doutou will hit a nail.

Yes! Why is everyone coming from the head of the family, except your Bai family.

Bai He was full of anger and could only say: "My brother is already on the way, I'm just cleaning up the house for my brother. I heard that this is the first one to get the house. My brother is old..." Saying, He handed over to Fang Changqing, "Please also be accommodating."

Fang Changqing shook his head: "Why are you worrying too much? The elderly and those who are sick have special shoulders to travel around in the museum. It's fine!"

Bai He was stunned for a moment, took a deep look at Fang Changqing, and had no choice but to stop, "I knew it earlier... The sage is so sympathetic, he won't come again."

After seeing Bai He's farewell and leaving the Juxian Hall, Fang Changqing handed over to Cui Ping and said, "The sage read the article that Mr. Cui handed over, and he specially asked it to pass down the oracle. I hope you will improve the article and not be afraid of details. Don't be afraid of lengthy words, the sage said, he will wait."

Cui Ping was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Changqing: "Is that what the sage really said?"

Fang Changqing nodded: "You have no jokes, where can there be jokes?"

Cui Ping's expression became even more solemn, "Since the Sage has a will, I've only been busy with one thing recently." He really didn't expect that his suggestion would be accepted.

At this time, the fourth master showed Cui Ping's book to Lin Yutong: "In this world, there has never been a shortage of people who are far-sighted."

Lin Yutong glanced at it hastily, and couldn't help but be extremely surprised. This turned out to be an excerpt for the construction of a wharf in the bay.

Once the dock is established, more large ships can be parked, and the convenience of transportation will be reflected immediately.

The fourth master sighed: "As long as it is built, it can be used for both civilian and military use."

Lin Yutong immediately understood that this place might be used by the Fourth Master to train sailors.

Since the fourth master wanted to use this Cui Ping, the next day, Lin Yutong asked someone to send a reward to the Cui family.

This move was done with great fanfare, without concealing it from anyone. Immediately following, there were more and more pieces of Chen in front of the fourth master. But the fourth master was too busy, so they all moved to Lin Yutong and asked her to help with the screening first.

Lin Yutong was in the fourth master's study, leaning on the couch, holding milk tea in his hand, and smiled while watching these articles.

Some are memorials, complaining of grievances. The fourth master had introduced a measure before, all the disaster-stricken areas, grain seeds, farm implements, and cattle would be distributed free of charge by the imperial court. It is intended to encourage the victims of the disaster to return to their hometowns. Even as long as they are willing to return to their hometown, each household will give one or two silver coins. But at the same time, for those who did not return to their hometowns within the specified time limit, the thunderbolt method was used. If it cannot be restored within the specified time limit, the court will regard these fields as unowned fields and allocate them separately. All title deeds will be void. Fields are fundamental. It is the guarantee for the survival of the ancestors. No one dared to give up easily. Therefore, for a time the tide of refugees quickly faded. The Lin family and the Yin family were reprimanded by the fourth master because no one was willing to return to their hometown, and the county government did not dare to divide the land between the two families. In the end it was divided. Listening to Saburo, as soon as this happened, the old man in the family was almost mad at him. That is Zu Tian. If they return to their hometown on time to resume farming, the original fields will remain unchanged. In addition, they were allowed to open up wasteland with those who had no land. As long as the land is opened by oneself, the land deed can be applied for free at the county government. Tax free for five years.

As a result, every household has fields. But the big family's fields are not recognized for planting.

The newly opened fields are not good, and the output is not high, but the advantage is that there is no tax. As long as they are willing to work hard, the family will never starve to death. It's more cost-effective than farming the land for the landlord's family, who has to pay 40% of the rent and pay additional taxes. This field is all owned by one's own family.

As a result, the big households had to lower their rents. Today, only 20% of the rent is charged before anyone is willing to plant. But even so, the land was not fully rented out. Can only helplessly spend money and hire day laborers to farm the land. This has never happened before.

This year, when the summer grains came down, those little people had a better life, but the income from their fields was almost halved. Autumn grain has also been put into storage one after another, but the situation has not improved.

In the end, this person believed that such a move by the imperial court was inappropriate. As a result, their income will be reduced, and then the taxation received by the imperial court will naturally be less. The court is poor and the people are rich. When the court has no money to use, and the grain depot is full of grain, then the court will be in danger.

Lin Yutong smiled and put this statement aside, regardless of whether the conclusion he got was correct, but it reflected that the current situation below was true. Still have some reference value.

She put down the tea cup and turned over two more copies, one was a suggestion to promote population reproduction. He believes that it is not enough for the imperial court to encourage widows to remarry. It should be decreed that women who do not marry when they reach the age of sixteen must be forced to marry by the government. Those who do not remarry for three years after the death of their husband should also be intervened by the government. Such measures have occurred many times in history. Looking at the problem from a superior position, that's right. This will inevitably increase the population. But Lin Yutong still picked up the pen and wrote a big 'no' on the back of the book.

The fourth master just got up to move, and saw Lin Yutong's movements. When you walk over and take a look, you will understand why.

"Women should also have human rights." Lin Yutong said with unprecedented seriousness. For women, it shouldn't be like the beasts who have to be pulled out for breeding when they are old...