The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Yan Chengjin returned to the mansion, and the doorman reported anxiously: "Master, Lord Li just sent someone to ask you to go."

About half an hour later, the sedan stopped in front of the Li Mansion. Li Dongyang obviously sent someone to wait here, and the doorman led him to the pavilion.

Li Dongyang was alone, and waved to Yan Chengjin to sit down.

"You really don't plan to implement the land tax?"

It won't be implemented before it is 120% sure. Yan Chengjin's face was very serious: "Yes."

"You cheated your teacher and destroyed your ancestors, and even cheated your teacher." Li Dongyang smiled, as if he saw through Yan Chengjin's disguise.

"I dare not lie, I swear, I really don't want to implement it." If he really wants to implement it, this person is definitely not a student.

Staring straight at Yan Chengjin, Li Dongyang was puzzled. This kid didn't dare to brag. Was he too suspicious?

"When I came back, His Majesty asked us, Liu Gong opposed it, Yu Qiao also opposed it, do you know what this means?"

"Liu Gong and Xie Gong have thousands of acres of good land in their families, and we will collect more money from Liu Gong and Xie Gong." Yan Chengjin has never investigated.

According to historical records, Liu Jian and Xie Qian's fathers were landlords.

Promised His Majesty, it would be deceiving the emperor if he implemented it in the future. Li Dongyang was a little relieved: "It is good to distribute the land tax according to the land tax, but it is difficult to implement. It can only be implemented by a saint in the world."

It is not a saint, but it will be recorded in the history books and used by future generations to make nonsense.

The cabinet reacted so much when it was implemented in Liangxiang, let alone the world.

"Even if it is implemented, Emperor Hongzhi must take the lead." Yan Chengjin thought to himself.

Only in this way can the distribution of land tax according to the land tax be truly implemented.

Zhang Juzheng defeated Gao Gong with difficulty and became the regent of the Ming Dynasty, but he died and his family was confiscated. If he took the lead, he would only end up like Zhang Juzheng.

After the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there was no real strong man.

Wang Zhi was very strong, he died of illness while growing vegetables, Liu Jin was very strong, he was stabbed to death with three thousand knives, Yan Song was very strong, he traveled alone with a broken bowl, Xu Jie was very strong, he returned home and died of illness after being dismissed from office.

One person cannot defeat a group of people.

We must be doubly cautious.

Fortunately, before Zhengde, the factional struggles among civil officials were not as serious as after Jiajing.

If it was implemented by your majesty himself, it would be a different scene. Even if the ministers had complaints, they would not dare to do anything to the emperor.

As for deceiving the emperor, Emperor Hongzhi would not care when he wanted to implement it.

"If someone implements the land tax system throughout the country, it will greatly reduce the number of refugees."

Yan Chengjin said bluntly.

Li Dongyang realized that he would never tell this guy even if he was beaten to death. He changed the subject and pretended to be deaf and dumb: "Didn't Anding Bo arrange a marriage for you?"

"My father is stationed at the border, so I guess he can't spare the time."

When leaving, Li Qing'e sent him off with a brocade box: "These cakes are made by Qing'e, not by anyone else, you can eat them with confidence."

Yan Chengjin suddenly felt a little embarrassed...

He must have heard from Li Dongyang that he was cautious and threw away all the cakes sent by the Li Mansion.

"Thank you, Miss." Yan Chengjin took it and strode away.

Cakes were a luxury in the Ming Dynasty, and ordinary people could only eat them during the New Year.

After returning to the mansion and letting He Neng try it, Yan Chengjin ate a small piece of the light green soft cake, which was crispy and glutinous, and tasted slightly sweet.

"Master, why are you eating cakes?" He Neng's eyes popped out in shock, and he almost turned into nuclear energy.

Since the young master graduated from high school, he rarely ate food from outside. He almost brought food from the mansion. The lunch he had in Liangxiang County was also brought from the mansion.

"Are you greedy for my cakes?"

He Neng smiled. He secretly ate the cakes that Yan Chengjin ordered him to throw away, and the food box was well hidden in the room.

He didn't dare to say anything because he was afraid that Yan Chengjin would beat him.

The next morning, the sun was shining slightly, and the capital gradually returned to the bustle of yesterday.

The first sentence every morning...

Be careful.

Yan Chengjin got up and ran around the mansion several times, sweating all over. After taking a bath, he put on his official clothes.

He Neng asked: "Young master, do you want a sedan chair?"

Yan Chengjin didn't plan to go to Liangxiang.

Today, Liangxiang implemented the land tax distribution. The gentry will definitely make a big fuss. It depends on how Zhang Xian solves it.

Although the gentry is not as difficult as the court ministers such as Ningshou Hou, they are an extremely arrogant force.

Zhang Xian is even more reckless than Wang Shouren.

Although he is not as smart as Wang Shouren and Zhu Houzhao, he is very persistent, which is Zhang Xian's advantage.

It is precisely because of this that he was recommended to Zhu Houzhao as a warrior.

In the future, Zhang Xian will be indispensable for the implementation of the land tax system throughout the country. If it cannot be implemented even in Liangxiang, we can only say...

Well, this official is also blind sometimes.

At worst, I can find another warrior for Zhu Houzhao, anyway...

There are still two vacancies.

………

Liangxiang County,

After the news of the land tax system was released, the gentry asked the servants to take farm tools and gathered in the Liangxiang government office in a threatening manner.

"Dog official Zhang Xian! Give Liangxiang back to us!"

"You let thousands of refugees enter Liangxiang, and now you are encroaching on our land. I will kill you!"

"Get out of Liangxiang!"

The leading few old men shouted to the government office. They used to be the head of the village in Liangxiang. If the land tax system is really implemented, they don't know how much silver they will have to pay.

Zhang Xian strode out of the yamen, glaring at everyone: "I am here to enforce the imperial decree. If you have grievances, just beat the drum."

"Do you think we are stupid? We will go to your yamen to sue you? If we want to sue, we will go to the capital to appeal!"

"Dad, please speak slowly and take a breath first."

The old man twitched with excitement, and the son beside him quickly patted his back.

Zhang Xian, who had expected this to happen, said rudely: "I don't care where you go to complain. Liangxiang belongs to the court, not you. Don't make such nonsense. If you want me to change the order, just ask the court." The decree comes!"

Snap!

A two-tooth rake flew and hit Zhang Xian on the forehead, causing him to bleed immediately.

Zhang Xian touched the hot stream on his head, and half of his face was stained with blood, which was a bit scary.

The one who threw the nails and rake was none other than the old man at the head. He was a well-known old gangster in Liangxiang. He had just taken a concubine a few days ago, and it was like heaven and earth.

As he gets older, he is not afraid of being buried in a coffin in a few years, but he cannot throw away the money of future generations.

"This man beats the imperial official, take him down! Check the taxes paid, and if anyone evades taxes and avoids service, he will be punished according to the law!"

Zhang Xian shouted loudly.

People from the yamen took people away one after another. The old man didn't expect that Zhang Xian would dare to touch him. He became incontinent and his body fluids were flowing out.

"Let me see who of you dares!"

The gentry and servants put together were more than the yamen servants.

Just when Zhang Xian was at his wits' end, refugees poured out from the side, all holding weapons.

Thousands of refugees, holding farm tools, gathered in front of the Liangxiang County government office, and the number continued to increase.

Compared with them, the gentry's abilities are insignificant.

Are you going to fight under my nose?

Zhang Xian shouted: "Stop it! I am enforcing the imperial decree, and anyone who dares to obstruct it will be regarded as treason and will be beaten to death!"

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