Editing of the ten loyal ministers and the emperors standing up

Chapter 115 Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy that he couldn’t smile from ear to ear!

"Hahaha, Ming Taizu must be talking about us. It's true that Hai Rui only follows our rules and precepts. This person is an upright official!"

The corners of Lao Zhu's mouth turned up slightly. If he hadn't been caring about others, he would have secretly laughed out loud.

It was precisely because he had experienced the darkness of the officialdom of the Yuan Dynasty that he was so harsh on the officials of the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw Hai Rui following his rules wholeheartedly, he immediately recognized him more and more.

At this moment, in the heart of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhang Juzheng was far less important than Hai Rui.

Queen Ma smiled and said,

"Chongba, look at how proud you are. Alas, this flattery has gone right to your heart!"

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately retorted,

"How can this be called flattery? We are dedicated to the people of the world. How many of the emperors in the previous dynasty were as dedicated to the people as we are?"

Zhu Yuanzhang may kill heroes indiscriminately, or criticize officials harshly, but he has always been sincerely good to the people.

Just like Liu Bei's benevolence, Zhu Yuanzhang has indeed practiced it all his life. What's so shameful about it?

Zhu Biao urged,
"Father, the salary of the officials is indeed low. I secretly think that the salary should be increased. The previous Song Dynasty could support so many ministers. I, the Ming Dynasty, can't even afford the salary."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him and said earnestly,
"Are we stingy? We are doing it for the world. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
If we hadn't put a tight ring on the Ming Dynasty, would the corrupt officials in the Ming Dynasty have gotten out of hand?
If it hadn't turned out like what happened in the Qianyuan Dynasty, wouldn't we Zhu Chongba be the sinner of the world? "

……

above the sky.

A young man in regular clothes was walking on the road with a book boy. The book boy said with some dissatisfaction,

"Sir, you are the most noble Hanlin master in the capital. Even if we don't go out in groups, we should go out in a sedan chair, right?"

Zhang Juzheng said calmly,

"How can you see the suffering of the Ming Dynasty while sitting in a sedan chair? How can you see how the people of Jingzhou Prefecture are living?"

Then, he saw several skinny old men sitting in the field and sighing.
The harsh sun tanned the other party's skin, and the skin of the other party's people was chapped and skinny. They looked to be in their 50s or [-]s.

Zhang Juzheng raised his hands in confusion and asked,

"I would like to ask some of you husbands why you are sighing here. I see that this year's crops are growing well, the weather is good, and it is a bumper year. Everyone should be happy."

When those few people saw a man who looked like a rich young man, they didn't like to talk to him. They thought he was a young man who didn't eat minced meat and was out to play.

Only an old man sighed and said,
"Alas, the government tax has increased again this year, and we have already received [-]% of it. If this continues, how can we survive?"

Zhang Juzheng asked in surprise,

"How could this be? Why is the imperial court so... strong? According to the imperial court's laws, taxation in various places will not be like this."

One of them said coldly,
"How could it not be like this? The imperial court pays a lot of taxes every year, and now many people have been admitted to the imperial examinations. The educated gentlemen don't have to pay taxes, so it's not like us bastards who are responsible for paying taxes?

It would have been fine if this was a good harvest year, but last year was a disaster year. Many families sold their fields and became tenants to others.

Moreover, during disaster years, the government will collect an additional [-]% of taxes. This year we will have to repay last year’s taxes! "

Zhang Juzheng's expression was one of astonishment. He looked at all this in disbelief, and then asked in a low voice,
"How could this be so? Shouldn't the government reduce or reduce taxes in disaster years? Or maybe ask the higher authorities to allow the court to exempt taxes!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Several old farmers laughed from ear to ear, and finally someone laughed and said,
"Young people, although last year was a disaster year, we didn't lose everything.

Officials, for the sake of their own reputation and achievements, will naturally not report it to their superiors...

Also, why do we have to pay more taxes in disaster years? Naturally, it’s because we paid a lot less last year, and we have to make up for the extra this year. After this, we will have to pay [-]% more taxes. "

"Hey, I really have no hope of success these days. I might as well become a tenant."

"That's right. Officials don't have the wind to blow, the sun doesn't shine, and they don't have to pay taxes. How cool and comfortable are the civil servants? We might as well surrender our own fields to them."

"Yes, I don't want to pay so many exorbitant taxes."

Zhang Juzheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He began to travel around and took three years of sick leave from the capital. It was called touring and sometimes it was an unannounced visit.

A few short scenes illustrate the past three years!

During these three years, Zhang Juzheng visited many scenic spots and historic sites, which made him discover new problems!

Three years later, Zhang Juzheng put the final touch on his new work, and wrote a few big words on the still-dry paper:
[Land wealth is uneven, the poor are unemployed, and the people are suffering from annexation! 】

All this made him moved with compassion, and his sense of responsibility made him return to politics.

Mr. Zhang looked up and saw that it was in the direction of the capital.

Great Qin.

Young Master Fusu said in surprise,
"These scholars don't have to pay taxes, Father, then don't these officials put all the taxes on the people? How abominable!"

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng said solemnly,

"It's really abominable that rich and powerful families annex land without paying any taxes. Fortunately, our country has Qin laws. When I was alive, those young people didn't dare to run around.
Fusu, you have to grow up well enough to scare them so that they don't dare to act recklessly. "

A big man from parallel time and space.

Liu Bei also said worriedly,

"There are indeed many people in aristocratic families who hide their population. This is not unique to the Ming Dynasty a thousand years later. During the Han and Wu Dynasties, such aristocratic families had endless means.

When Emperor Wu founded the country, there were more than 700 million households in the country, but by the time Emperor Wu died, there were only 400 million households left in the country. Could these Huns be able to kill half of my Han people?Isn't it the trouble caused by those wealthy families? "

Zhang Fei cupped his hands and said,

"Don't worry, brother, I can still carry a spear. I will show no mercy to rebellious ministers and traitors who dare to cause trouble."

Guan Yu frowned and said,

"It's easy to kill the enemy right away, but I'm afraid the enemy will be out of nowhere. It's not easy to worry about the knife behind your back!"

"Military advisor, please say something!"

Zhang Fei quickly looked at his military advisor. Zhuge Liang smiled slightly, shook his feather fan and said,

"Don't panic, everyone. There is no tax exemption for scholars in the Han Dynasty. You can pay as much as you need. Let's see how future generations deal with it. We can also get inspiration from it."

Datang.

"Scholar? Tax exemption? Merger chaos?"

Tang Taizong Li Shimin frowned slightly and then said,

"There is no exemption for Jinshi in the Tang Dynasty, and I know in my heart that many nobles have forgotten their original intentions and have done many illegal things!
I don't want to bear the crime of killing heroes. I can let you die well. Don't you have any descendants? "

Great Song,

The monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty looked at each other. Perhaps only the Song Dynasty could not feel the pain of land annexation. After all, the Song Dynasty was too rich.

However, the Song Dynasty had a more serious problem, that is, it could not defeat its neighbors. The Song Dynasty had to wait 100 years for Yue Fei!
It was not easy to meet a peerless general who had never been born before, and he was beaten by one of his own!
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(End of this chapter)