The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 120 Signing a contract with the heroine

There was a lot of trouble in the court because of the collection of land transaction tax by the Ministry of household affairs. Many clan relatives ran to the emperor and cried poorly.

So the emperor recruited several sons whom he had not seen for a long time into the palace, and told them about the tight financial situation in recent years, meaning: I am short of money, as sons, I am ashamed not to show my filial piety what?
The thirteenth prince and the fourteenth prince have just grown up, and they have just left the palace and started their residence not long ago, and they haven't had time to buy much land yet!Immediately very well-behaved, he said that his ministers must take the lead in paying taxes and set an example for the clan members!

The emperor felt happy when he saw the younger son, and the faces of the princes who were too old to be grandfathers immediately stink, but there happened to be the third son Su Wang who was not short of money, and he immediately slapped Chest told the emperor that not only would he hand over to the Prince Su's mansion, but he would also pull his natal family's Menghou's mansion, the princess's natal family's Ninghou's mansion, and the two side concubines' natal families to hand over money to the emperor together!
Depend on!
There are such cheap bastards in the world!
His brothers scolded Su Wang upside down 81 times in their hearts, and then they rushed to say that not only their own palace paid, but also the women's natal families in the backyard, one counted as one, and all paid!

If you don't share your father's worries at this time, when will you wait?The East Palace is still empty!
Ever since, this matter was settled with ease, and even more families were involved than expected.

First of all, most of the military families of the princes and earls in the court, almost none of them are not married to the royal family.

Marriage between the royal family and the military family is a tradition that has been formed since the time of Taizu.However, not all the women in the backyard are from the family of generals, for example, the former princess, and now the princess of Shenjun, Yanshi, her father is the former chief minister of the cabinet!

So the retired Mr. Yan Ge never thought that the fire would burn to his own house inexplicably.

Didn't you say it was a relative's?

There is only one Shenjun princess left in their Yan family, what kind of foreign relative? !Actually have to pay?
But there is no way, the son-in-law and the lord have opened their mouths. His eldest grandson, His Highness the eldest grandson, are sitting in the main hall of their own house and asking for money. How dare you say no to the matter of several thousand taels of silver?

Of course, Song Jianming himself paid the money immediately.

Although it is said that his daughter has not yet married to the palace, isn't it coming soon?Pay the money, so that other people can shut up: You see, Mr. Song, Minister of the Ministry of household affairs, could not have paid the money, but he paid it all, and the censor had nothing to say.

The 4 mu of wasteland in Song Qingyue's hands was also purchased within the past five years. As for the woodland and slope land in the south, there are also [-] mu of wasteland that was purchased within the past five years. The two sides together have to pay a total of [-] taels of tax!

Fortunately, the coal was dug out in Baoding's Zhuangzi, otherwise she would have to gasp in distress.

In about a month, the total amount of account receipts from the household department reached more than 360 million taels!
Hoho, this year, next year, and even the next year, you don't have to worry about the military pay in Liaodong and Northwest!
But the emperor looked at the numbers in his hand and felt startled. More than 360 million taels, five taels of tax per mu, that is a total of 72 mu of land!
And that's just the past five years.

The emperor's head began to ache again.

This time, Song Jianming didn't need to say that the emperor was aware of the seriousness of land annexation in recent years.

You must know that these lands are not taxed!
No wonder the household department is poor!
No wonder the treasury is empty!

If I don't do anything, I'm afraid the throne will be unstable.

He not only recruited Feng Kun into the palace, but also Eunuch Wei from Dongchang.The emperor asked them to investigate, not only the clan and relatives, but also the civil servants in the court who were full of benevolence and morality.

Don't think that the emperor doesn't know, he knows that they are all the same breed, and anyone who has let usury or forced someone to death at home will be counted as one, and all will be found out.Especially those censors who scolded the Yang family bloody back then, investigate strictly!
The emperor not only asked them to pay money this time, but he also ransacked the house and killed people, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve his anger.

The emperor is vengeful.

Everyone will have to pay the land transaction tax in the future!

In fact, not only the emperor is investigating, but also those dukes and earls who are related to the clan are also investigating in private. They can't be the only ones to pay taxes, if they want to pay, everyone should pay together!

The Great Zhou Dynasty was not the Song Dynasty like a soft-footed shrimp, and there was no such thing as emphasizing literature and restraining martial arts.

These measures caused a series of chain reactions. First of all, the farms in the Gyeonggi area began to increase their rents. They must earn back some of the tax money they paid, right?Many tenants who thought the land rent was too high abandoned their owners and went south, west, or north to make a living.

As for those families with rich families and poor financial situation, they can only be forced to start selling land.

Relatively barren and low-yield fields began to be sold in large numbers, and land prices in the Gyeonggi and Northwest regions once fell to the lowest point since the Jingning Dynasty.

At this time, Song Jianming wrote to the emperor again, suggesting that the imperial court pay for the sale of the land.

Naturally, the imperial court does not have to pay taxes when the land is collected.

As for the acquired fields, those outflowing tenant farmers will be recruited in the name of Huangzhuang, and taxes will be collected at a tax rate of three out of ten.

When the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded, the agricultural tax was very low. At the beginning, it was only one tax per [-] years. However, after more than [-] years, the problem of land annexation has become quite serious. come higher.For example, the Gyeonggi area is the area with the most serious land mergers, and the number of self-cultivating farmers is pitifully small.

Shuntian Mansion hardly collects any taxes, and the fire consumption of self-cultivating farmers is as high as [-] or [-] taxes.

The tax rate of ten taxes and three is higher than that of ordinary self-cultivating farmers, but if the fire consumption is counted, it is [-] to [-]% lower. This move not only benefits farmers, but also is equivalent to "returning fire consumption to the public" in disguise, and is also beneficial to the court. The emperor was so happy that he almost wanted to confer some false titles on Song Jianming, such as prince and master.

But the emperor changed his mind and remembered that Song Jianming was going to be in-laws with the third son, so he couldn't help but give up this idea, and just rewarded him with something, lest someone in the court think that he prefers King Su to be the prince.

The old emperor doesn't like any son now. Although he still likes the younger ones emotionally, he also knows that abandoning the elders and establishing the younger is the way to bring disaster.

After hesitating, hesitating, his eyes inevitably fell on the boss, the deposed prince, whom he had placed high hopes on.

The old emperor dreamed of Empress Xu that night, and woke up in the middle of the night, feeling sore and uncomfortable in his heart.

Or, look again?

If the prince has learned his lesson, why not give him another chance!

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Amid all the commotion, the time has come to March, the weather is getting warmer, and the busy farming season is approaching, and all parts of the country are preparing for spring plowing.

Taking advantage of the last free time before marriage, Song Qingyue asked Meng Wanfeng to go to Xianyue Village in Baoding together.

The thatched cottage is elegant and quiet. It looks simple, but it is actually very luxurious. Just the sliding doors with glass are not seen elsewhere.

While admiring Song Qingyue's arrogance, Meng Wanfeng couldn't help wondering why she asked her to come here.

This Song girl looks deserted, but she is actually a very easy to get along with, but she looks kind when she speaks and does things, but she is kind and polite but very alienated. She is really an unpredictable person.

Song Qingyue took Meng Wanfeng to eat a meal of mutton shabu-shabu in the gazebo in the yard, and Aunt Chen personally cooked for the two little girls to eat their specialty fish soup wontons.

After eating, Song Qingyue led Meng Wanfeng to the kitchen, and let her watch with her own eyes how the servants of Zhuangzi easily cleaned the oily pot with soap, and then let her go to the laundry room, and let her see this How clean and fresh clothes are washed with soap.

When Song Qingyue held a soap sample in front of Meng Wanfeng, Meng Wanfeng burst out laughing and said, "I knew Miss Song that you wouldn't ask me out for a stroll without a reason."

"Hey, look, this thing is better than soap beans and soap. It can wash dishes, clothes, bath, everything." Song Qingyue enthusiastically sold it.

Meng Wanfeng nodded helplessly, and said with a smile: "I've seen enough. This is the first time I've seen someone take guests to the kitchen and laundry room."

Regarding Meng Wanfeng's joke, Song Qingyue pretended not to hear it, and then said very seriously: "This thing is called soap, and the one with fragrance and essential oil is called scented soap. I have five workers here, who specialize in making soap." , would you like to visit my warehouse?"

"Worker?"

"That's right, those who don't work in agriculture, but those who specialize in work, workers."

Song Qingyue's eyes shone with a strange brilliance, this is a brand new way of living.She is here to germinate a small seed that may one day grow to the point where it will change the economic and political structure of society.

The small warehouse is next to the soap making room, and there are hundreds of soaps of different colors, shapes, and scents neatly placed on the shelves inside.

Song Qingyue asked someone to bring a copper basin, and asked Meng Wanfeng to try washing her hands.

Meng Wanfeng looked at the large piece of light yellow soap with surprise, and even tried it out. It was different from the soap and soap she had seen before. It was slippery, easier to foam, and easier to clean. .

"Are you going to sell this in my Duobao Pavilion?" Meng Wanfeng looked at Song Qingyue with a smile, and asked hesitantly, "How much do you plan to price this? It's 20 taels a piece, I'm not capable of selling it for you." !"

Song Qingyue laughed and waved her hands again and again: "Some soap here really costs ten taels of silver, but I don't plan to let you sell the goods here, I have other outlets for the goods here."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to tell you directly how to make soap."

Song Qingyue looked into Meng Wanfeng's eyes and said with a smile, her tone was casual and relaxed, as if she was talking about an insignificant matter.

No matter how calm Meng Wanfeng was, she was shocked by Song Qingyue's heartless look.

"What did you say? Are you going to teach me?"

"Yeah!" Song Qingyue nodded very positively, "I'll teach you, I have raw materials here, but you don't have to buy from me. How to make it, where to make it, how much it is priced, how to operate it, I will not interfere at all. It's up to the girl to decide. As long as the girl gives me [-]% of the profit on a regular basis, it will be fine."

"Three...only [-]%?" Meng Wanfeng couldn't believe her ears.

Song Qingyue looked at the sassy heroine's stupid look in front of her, and couldn't help but find it funny, and teased her: "If you want to share more with me, I have no problem."

Meng Wanfeng then said very sincerely: "I think it's fairer for us to split half the points."

Song Qingyue nodded indifferently again: "Yes, let's make half a point."

Meng Wanfeng was a little dumbfounded. I don't know if it was because the Song family was so rich that the daughter of the Song family looked down on the profit of selling soap, or because the third girl was raised by the Song family too naively. , I do not know the importance of money.

But Meng Wanfeng quickly dispelled the second guess.

The steward of the Zhuangzi respectfully brought the deed paper that had been prepared, but because the profit distribution was changed from [-]% to [-]%, the deed was copied again and showed it to Meng Wanfeng.

It was such a detailed and flawless contract that Meng Wanfeng couldn't help but glance at Song Qingyue several times.

Seeing her holding a teacup and quietly looking at the scenery outside the glass window, the heat of the tea rises up and lingers around her long eyelashes. In the distance outside the window, there are layers of undulating mountains. She is as quiet and beautiful as a valley A camellia with morning dew in it.

What a beautiful flower, it will wither in Li Zhao's backyard in a few years.

Meng Wanfeng suddenly felt sad for such a woman and felt worthless.

"Miss Song, you..."

"Huh?" Song Qingyue turned her head and looked suspiciously at Meng Wanfeng who was hesitant to speak.

She thought and thought, sighed, shook her head again, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm sure, let's sign it now?"

Song Qingyue nodded and smiled, took a look at the steward, and asked him to bring another copy of the same agreement, as well as pen and ink and inkpad, in duplicate, signed by both parties.

Of course, the two of them had to go to the government office to go through a similarly fair procedure and stamp the government's seal before it could be considered a success.

Originally, this kind of trivial matter could be handled by a pusher or an experienced person, but because of Song Qingyue's status, the Futai Master of Baoding Mansion once again came to handle the matter in person.

Song Qingyue and the magistrate surnamed Peng are old acquaintances. After finishing the chapter, the wife of the prefect Peng's family came out of the backyard and warmly invited Song Qingyue to take her friends to sit in the backyard and have a cup of tea. Very politely declined.

Coming out of the government office, Song Qingyue took Meng Wanfeng directly out of the city to the capital, and arrived in the capital before dark.

She sent Meng Wanfeng all the way to the gate of the Meng Mansion.

Before getting off the carriage, Meng Wanfeng asked suddenly: "My teahouse will open next month, Miss Song, would you like to pay me a visit?"

Song Qingyue's expression suddenly dimmed, and she said, "I'm getting married on the eighteenth day of next month, and I don't know if I can get married by then."

When it came to the topic of getting married, the two of them were silent for a while. Seeing that Song Qingyue didn't seem to be very interested, Meng Wanfeng knew that she was not like her previous life, with a longing for love. Naively marry into the palace.

Miss Song is probably a very sober person.

However, the imperial decree has been issued, either marry or die, it seems that there is no other way out.

Meng Wanfeng sighed secretly again, and said, "When that girl gets married, I'll go and put on makeup."

Song Qingyue raised the corners of her lips and said hello.

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