Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

"Master! Are you looking for me?"

Fang Yue came to Fang Hu's house and entered the room in a hurry.

Fang Hu was making tea, and the tea fragrance was thick. He was making tea.

However, Fang Hu was originally big and strong, with dark skin, and his movements of making tea were always gentle, which always gave Fang Yue a feeling of Zhang Fei holding an embroidery needle.

"Come, sit down, and have a cup of tea first."

Fang Hu sighed slightly when he saw Fang Yue coming in. Thinking about the contents of the letter, he couldn't help sighing.

I originally thought that Fang Yue would have to wait for three years after the skin grinding was completed and the bone forging to have a chance to participate in the martial arts examination.

But, unexpectedly, he had a chance this year.

The letter today was written to him by his master, saying that the current emperor of the Great Wei changed the era name to Wuding this year, and also reformed the martial arts examination.

Below the martial arts examination, the martial arts scholar examination was added, and the martial arts scholar corresponded to the second level of martial arts, the skin grinding realm.

In this way, Fang Yue just caught up.

Although Fang Yue has only been practicing martial arts for a year, he has a solid foundation and is making rapid progress. In addition to his natural strength, his strength is much greater than that of ordinary martial artists of the same level.

In this way, he has a chance to face a martial artist who has mastered the skin grinding.

Of course, even if he fails, it doesn't matter. Just treat it as an early exit to see the world.

Although it is highly likely that he will not be able to achieve a good result in the martial arts examination when he has just entered the bone forging pass, it is also good to see the world.

Seeing Fang Yue drink tea, Fang Hu continued: "I called you here because I have good news to tell you. The current emperor of the Great Wei changed the reign to Wuding, and the martial arts examination added a martial arts scholar, which corresponds to the skin grinding realm."

"Each county martial arts examination can admit 30 martial arts scholars. Martial arts scholars can enjoy tax exemption for 300 acres of land and exemption from corvée for 10 adults."

Fang Hu took a sip of tea, staring at the tea, as if savoring the fragrance of tea leaves.

The roasted tea has a sweet aftertaste and has become his main tea. The old tea has long been unpalatable.

Hearing this, Fang Yue took a deep breath.

Tax exemption and corvée exemption.

Although there are only these two, for ordinary farmers, this is simply too important.

Given his family's situation, if they can be exempted from taxes and corvée, they can save at least 20 to 30 taels of silver every year.

His father, mother, elder brother and sister will not have to work so hard as they do now.

Even after several years, their family can become a landlord like Mr. Liu's family in the village.

"This opportunity is rare. I wonder what Yue'er thinks?" Fang Hu asked.

"I want to give it a try." Fang Yue nodded, thought about it and responded.

"Well, it's good to give it a try. In this case, the martial arts examination will be held in October this year, and there are more than three months from now. Yue'er should seize this opportunity to work hard." Fang Hu said.

Fang Yue nodded to show that he understood.

Fang Hu then gave a few more instructions, and then Fang Yue said goodbye and left.

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Knowing the news of the new martial arts exam, Fang Yue practiced harder in the following days.

Except for going into the mountains to hunt, he spent almost all his time practicing martial arts.

The progress of skin grinding was also constantly improving. If it weren't for the lack of skin grinding secret medicine, which could only guarantee one can per month, his speed could be improved.

However, even so, by the beginning of August, his skin was like cowhide, and the first tempering was completed.

One day,

Fang Yue came back from hunting and just walked to the entrance of the village, he saw a large circle of people gathered in the threshing ground.

"Dear elders, fellow villagers, this autumn's tax will increase by 20%, please remember it." The yamen runners in black clothes beat the gong and shouted loudly in the middle of the threshing ground.

"What, increase by 20%?"

"Didn't we just increase taxes the year before last? Why did we increase taxes again?"

"Yes, it increased by 20% all of a sudden. Are we going to let people live?"

As soon as the yamen runner finished speaking, the villagers of Daliushu Village around the threshing ground immediately became noisy.

The taxes were already very heavy, and they all had to tighten their belts to make ends meet.

Even so, many villagers barely made ends meet, and if taxes were to be increased again, I'm afraid many people would not be able to make ends meet.

"Haha, do you think the taxes are too high? Well, if anyone doesn't want to pay taxes, that's fine. The northern barbarians invaded, and the emperor formed the Wuding Army. If anyone in a family is willing to join the army, they will be exempted from taxes for three years."

"Whoever wants to go can come and sign now."

The leading yamen runner snorted coldly, staring at the noisy villagers around him.

He was burly, and it was obvious that he had practiced martial arts. He had strong muscles and held a steel knife, which made him look majestic.

As soon as the words came out, the noise around stopped immediately.

The villagers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak for a while.

"A bunch of unruly people, you must know that if it weren't for the county magistrate's plea for you in the state government, allowing you to use taxes to pay for military service, I'm afraid half of you would have to go to the army!"

Good iron doesn't make nails, and good men don't go to the army. In this era, going to the army to fight is simply a matter of life and death.

Besides, what can we do if we are exempted from taxes for three years? The family has lost a strong labor force, and after three years, they will still be ruined because they can't pay taxes.

"Humph, why don't you say anything!"

"Since no one is willing to go to the army, then pay taxes honestly. The county magistrate is kind and has specially extended you three months."

"By then, whoever can't pay, can only go to the northwest." The leading yamen officer shouted coldly, then called his men and left.

He had many tasks to do, and he had to notify several nearby villages, so he naturally would not stay here for long.

"Hey, sticking your head out will result in a knife, and hiding your head will result in a knife, what can I do?"

"That's right, the world is difficult, and it really doesn't allow people to live!"

In the grain drying field, many villagers all looked worried.

And some who were already living a miserable life were even more desperate.

Fang Yue couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw this scene.

The rich families who were really powerful and wealthy didn't have to pay taxes at all, and all the taxes were instead placed on these poor farmers.

For example, Mr. Liu from Daliushu Village became the largest landlord in several villages around because his family had a juren.

He had hundreds of acres of land and hundreds of people, but his family didn't have to pay taxes at all, and there were no chores.

And the heavy taxes and levies were borne by the poor people, no wonder there were so many officials forcing the people to rebel in the past history.

However, Fang Yue sympathized with him in his heart.

But he is not a god, and he knows that his small arms and legs cannot resist the laws of the Wei Dynasty, nor can he help others.

He can only guarantee that he will do his best to ensure that his relatives in this world live a better life, that's all.

"So, this time, I must achieve good results in the Wu Xiucai imperial examination."

Fang Yue secretly made up his mind, and then walked towards home.