Chapter 253: Fighting (III)

The ships went up against the river, making waves of water splashes, and the people cheered even louder.

Some people were deliberately in the river. Ning got off the boat and asked, have you heard of Jingminwei? It was not very far away, and it was so noisy that I heard about it. How life in the dust was, and I said in an envious tone that there are all fifth-class households, but in a few years, they will all become third-class households.

It is not easy. Except for selling silkworm cocoons and paying commercial tax, all other taxes for fishing and mulberry and hemp are exempted, but with an additional tax, the actual tax is nearly two-tenths.

It was Zheng Lang here. If it were other officials, the people in the dike were so rich that they would pay other miscellaneous taxes, which would inevitably exceed 20%. The food and drinks at home will also be the year of disasters. During the flood season, there will be no break in the dike, but there will definitely be flooding.

It would be great to have the remaining three.

Now the rice is counted, not rice, which means that the average annual allowance is only 40 yuan. The rest depends on everyone's supernatural powers. Some people will take the opportunity to become third-class households, but most people are fourth-class households, and they will be fourth-class households all their lives. Some bad things may even happen, but they are still fifth-class households.

But the victims didn't know that the news spread on the ship soon. They wanted to fly to Taipingzhou immediately, get the land, start working, and get rewards next year. Then the whole family lived a happy life. It was not that they were naive, but that the officials were bewitching them like this.

Song Xiang said worriedly: "Brother Ziming, once the truth is revealed, I am worried that a civil unrest will happen."

Jia Changchao was also very worried that Taipingzhou would talk to the court and the princess, and he would argue with him, but his own group could not argue.

He looked back at the ragged people and said, "I heard that Zheng Zhizhou is kind-hearted and charitable. I hope he can show kindness when he sees these victims' pitiful appearance."

Cai Xiang shook his head. As long as the court does not provide support, the Zheng family would not be kind-hearted. They would be more than 30,000 mouths to eat, not more than 300 mouths, and how much food they eat in a day. He is very simple now, not just eating, but if he doesn't arrange it well, Zheng Lang's affairs will come.

Not only do they have to provide them with food, but they also have to eat well, live well and sleep well, otherwise many people will cause trouble for him.

When the ship entered the port, Cai Xiang looked at the shore and said, "Officials are coming out to greet him."

Song Xiang and Jia Changchao walked out, looked at the shore, looked at each other, shook their heads, and smiled bitterly. Some officials greeted him, and only saw two or three officials with three or four yamen runners looking listlessly. Seeing this posture, Jia Changchao gave orders to the soldiers, preventing the victims from getting off the boat and waiting for arrangements.

The ships were moored one after another, and more than one hundred ships were pulled apart in a huge way, attracting countless people to watch. However, Cai Xiang saw anger in the eyes of these people, which was definitely not a welcome attitude.

After getting off the boat with a tough bullet, Zhao Tong and several officials came up to greet each other and saluted each other. Song Xiang asked, "Where is the Zhengzhou?"

"He went to inspect Liuwei."

"Liuwei?"

"It is the Liuwei that is about to be built in winter, and I have to observe..." Zhao Tongzong said about the dark pond of Youminwei last year, and said: "There are also waterways to discharge floods and the lakes will store water. Every foot of the dike is still a hundred-year plan, so I have to be careful."

After talking for a long time, Song Xiang had a headache when he heard it and asked directly: "How can Zheng Zhizhou deal with the victims?"

Don’t tell me about the weather. I’m not here for the weather, but to arrange the victims. The rest has nothing to do with me.

"Song's imperial edicts are made, please come with me." Zhao Tongzong did not dare to neglect Song Xiang. Song Xiang was not a foreign system (those who were appointed as the official to be a master of imperial edicts also drafted edicts, called the foreign system), but instead he was a Hanlin scholar who led the imperial edicts, a very powerful official position.

He dared not neglect the other two. Jia Changchao was a lecturer in Chongzheng Palace and was a teacher for the emperor. Cai Xiang was the Zhijianyuan, but he was only twenty-three years old, so how bright the future would be.

He led them to the government office and sat down with each other. Zhao Tong asked the yamen runners to bring a large stack of files, opened the general book, and handed them to the three of them and said, "Look at how nervous the finances of Taipingzhou are? The salary of Zheng Zhizhou and many officials has been delayed for several months and has not been paid bit by bit, so as to save money bit by bit to build a dike in winter. That's it, there may be a gap of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan."

This file was made into a table and it was clearly seen that the three of them were talented and could not speak after reading it.

Cai Xiang hesitated and said, "You Taipingzhou still need labor. Once Liuwei is opened, countless families can be arranged to farm."

"Cai Zhijian, there are countless families. Except for the two mile, the size of the six mile is slightly larger, and the size of the other four mile is not as large as that of the two mile last year. However, Zheng Zhizhou agreed to the people, and there were nearly 5,000 households who had not settled the cultivated land. When they settled, there were not many left. Don't say that there were 7,000 households who could not arrange the seven hundred victims."

Last year, when using arable land to exchange for the enthusiasm of the people, it has been made public. Cai Xiang did not question it. After a while, he asked: "These thousands of households can also arrange some of the Yutian left behind when the migration of these thousands of households."

Helplessly, I had to squeeze it little by little, otherwise what would tens of thousands of victims look like when they stayed on the boat? It seemed that Taipingzhou might not provide food. Could it be that they would starve to death?

"Cai Zhijian, you are a Tai minister. You should be clear that people have different wealth. If you divide the wealth equally, the contradictions will naturally decrease. Is it feasible? Who dares to do it? If you put in the same labor and share the same land, can you collect their original land? Such a big change has almost changed the entire Taipingzhou. Everyone's conflict needs must be considered one by one. Fortunately, I did a good job some time ago. Although it was tight, as soon as the Liuwei was released in winter, all the people in Taipingzhou would have good days."

"As soon as Liuwei came out, the people moved to the ground, how should they deal with the original land?"

“Let them arrange it themselves, either rent or sell it.”

"Where does the labor come out?"

"We also let them arrange it themselves, invite floating guests from other places as tenants, and the prefecture and counties do not ask about it. However, Cai Zhijian, if you want these victims to be tenants, it is one of the solutions. You can arrange about five or six thousand families. The remaining states will think of a solution and the victims will continue to deal with it. But this matter is also a precedent, and our state will not participate."

Do you dare?

As long as Cai Xiang, you do it, even though you are a Taishen, you will not let you go first.

"What does Zheng Zhizhou mean?"

"There is no other choice. One is to send the victims back and he continues to govern Taipingzhou. The other is to keep the victims behind. He resigned and dismissed from office. Not only Zheng Zhizhou, we also want to resign and go home. We force tens of thousands of victims to come in. We must have a major event. If something happens, it is better to have a good reputation before something happens."

The three of them remained silent.

Zhao Tongzong said again: "The three came from afar, Zheng Zhizhou arranged residences for the three, so he lived in his mansion."

Song Xiang was about to refuse, but the situation was so bad, so why should he live? Jia Changchao suddenly squeezed his eyes at him.

So he said: "It is better to obey orders than respect."

Zhao Tong led the three of them to Zheng Mansion, not far away, and arrived in a while. The doorman opened the door and some people came out of it, looking at them curiously, including Zheng Lang's four students, six maids, Shi Congguang and his two elder sister-in-laws, and stayed to watch the fun. Zheng Zhuangyuan singled out hundreds of big bosses in Beijing, who would win and who would lose? Can you be curious? There is also uncle Lu San, the Wang brothers who are defending the Wang family.

Jia Changchao asked strangely: "Didn't you hear that some of the ladies of Zhengzhou, who also came to Taipingzhou?"

You can see the empress, but it is impossible to take you and some of you to run away.

Song Xiang and Cai Xiang suddenly realized that Jia Changchao had this idea. I heard that these empresses were very kind-hearted, and as long as they took them to see the victims, they could only bow their heads for their mother with Zheng Lang's filial piety, so they could only sit down and discuss.

Uncle Lu San shook his head beside him and said, "Several ladies have asked Mrs. Cui to take her to Jiuhua Mountain to worship Buddha."

Cai Xiang almost fainted.

Zheng Lang, you are too hurt and you don’t have any backhand.

Song Xiang said angrily: "Prime Minister Zhao Tong, please send someone to invite Zheng Zhizhou back immediately."

"It is probably difficult to write imperial edicts in the Song Dynasty. There are more than 10,000 hectares of water and lakes in the three counties, and the vast water waves are endless. How can I find someone?"

"If you can't find it, you have to find it. Otherwise, if there is any mistake in tens of thousands of victims, we have the responsibility, and you Taipingzhou will not be able to get out of it."

Wang Anshi, who was standing by watching the fun, suddenly said, "Senior Song is wrong. What's the relationship between Taipingzhou and not accepting this group of refugees? It's just that there is a connection, it's nothing more than dismissal from office. Doctor Zheng had told us a long time ago that it's better not to do it than to be an official. It's a pity that this sentence actually came from the mouth of Senior Song. Before leaving, Senior Zheng repeatedly told us that among the three, Senior Song was a loyal elder, who was a three-year-old, and deserved it. He was talented and virtuous, and he should be our teacher. Jia Shushu is the emperor's storytelling, classics, music and calligraphy, all of which are the heroes of the people. Cai Zhi's advice has become a steady person for his youth, and the country's future is important. If the three stayed, we would ask for more advice from the three. But Senior Song's words disappointed me."

Sima Guang said: "Wang Sanlang should not say too much, but Master Song, the court did this, which makes people feel cold. What you see and hear is just a corner. Doctor Zheng still has many huge plans in the future, far from Bawei. Once successful, it will become a pilot, which can be an incomparable internal affairs for our dynasty. However... it is now vaguely destroyed."

“What plan?”

"Sugar cane, grass cotton seeds."

"What's there?"

Wang Anshi and Sima Guang laughed loudly, and Lu Gong shook his head.

Cai Xiang looked at Lu Gong and asked, "Lu Sanlang, what's the difference?"

Whether it was Wang Anshi or Sima Guang, the three ministers were a little afraid. These two little guys were too rude. It was better for Lu Yijian, the son, so Cai Xiang asked Lu Gongzhu.

"I don't hear it very clearly. I only know that Doctor Zheng said that if this happens, it may bring millions or even ten millions of tax income to the country a year, and I don't know the rest."

"Is it money or money?"

“Yes.”

The three of them were confused and turned their heads to ask Zhao Tongzong: "Director Zhao Tong, do you know?"

"I also know that not only these two things, there are other plans, some feasible, and some are not feasible. Zheng Zhizhou himself did not consider the details, but he told me that once it was completed, it would also increase taxes of tens of thousands of yuan a year for Taipingzhou."

Jia Changchao asked: "Why do you have different opinions?"

Sima Guang said solemnly: "What is a pilot? How much profit can a state get? So Doctor Zheng repeatedly said that once the pilot is successful, the states will promote it, there will be significant benefits. Doctor Zheng had told Your Majesty before that increasing revenue and reducing expenditure are the real source of revenue. What Taipingzhou did is only a corner of all Doctor Zheng's future plans, and there are other larger arrangements, and they were not considered. But only this achievement was made, and the court was actually greedy for his contributions. And because the gentleman was not in the party, Zheng Zhizhou had no support in the court, so the future might be even more difficult. Mr. Song, you are a loyal elder, please give me a message to the country."

Song Xiang couldn't speak out. Even if I advised you, what are your plans and arrangements? What are the sugarcane and cotton seeds?

Besides, you opened Bawei and a new city has changed. What is this achievement? Do you want to make the entire Song Dynasty undergo a earth-shaking transformation?

He didn't have the thoughts about these miscellaneous things, so he looked at Jia Changchao.

Jia Changchao stared at Uncle Lu San. The three of them understood and asked someone to move their luggage in first. They ordered the soldiers on the boat to comfort the victims again. They began to daze. They felt that they were sitting on the new gunpowder bag invented by the Zheng family. They were worried. I wonder when something would happen. Jia Changchao quietly pulled Uncle Lu San aside and asked, "Lu Sanlang, you have been in the Zheng family for so long, do you know what Zheng Zhizhou was thinking?"

Uncle Lu San shook his head and said, "Since the incident, Zheng Zhizhou has been a little wary of me. Even my Sanlangjun is a little dissatisfied with me. I don't know much. However, this arrangement of the court disrupted many of Zheng Zhizhou's plans. What he did seemed to be big, but he was cautious. Before he started to make precise arrangements, for example, he had circled two empires and started planning in the capital. After arriving in Taipingzhou, no one knew about it for several months. After everything was arranged, the truth was revealed. And the court also estimated his ability."

For example, when doing business, if you want to generate 10,000 taels of silver, you must at least have a certain amount of capital. Those with small abilities need tens of thousands of taels of silver, and those with large abilities are enough. But it is impossible to use one tael of silver to get 10,000 taels of silver.

However, Uncle Lu San did not agree with Zheng Lang's approach and responded fiercely. The wood was fascinated by the forest, and the wind would urge him. Since he planned to do these great achievements, it would be impossible for others to not be jealous of them.

“No room for recovery?”

"Yes, the court will fund some money. As long as the needs of Zheng Zhizhou are met, the disaster victims can be arranged. It is a miracle." Uncle Lu San bit the miracle heavily.

It is impossible for more than 30,000 people to own 50 acres of fertile land for each family. They cannot be allowed to be tenant farmers, and they can have a relatively happy life. If they do not let the court officials speak, they may not be able to do it successfully if they change their husbands to come.

"How much money is needed?"

Uncle Lu San shook his head.

The three of them looked at each other and thought that Zheng Lang would appear. It was unlikely that he would not even look at the victims. He had to write a memorial to the capital. All the big guys, be kind and wait for it. They would use a lot of money everywhere. If they took some out, they would be happy, otherwise a big thing would happen.

When writing the memorials and sending them to the capital as quickly as possible, you have to find Zhao Tong, so you have to give some food, so you can't really let these victims starve to death on the ship.

The three great talents stomped their feet while walking. This errand was too hard.

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