After a cup of tea.
"Disperse."
With Ji Boying's faint words, the holographic projection was instantly turned off.
Huh~!
In the main hall of Zuixian Building, the emperor and princes sitting in these seats immediately returned to their original expressions, but all of them were gritting their teeth and showing extreme hatred in their eyes.
In just half a cup of tea, they fully understood how a low-level citizen was oppressed by low-level officials.
Only Lao Zhu looked calm, with a hint of emotion between his brows.
The first visual experience he had just now reminded him of his childhood, when his parents were forced to be beaten by the police because they could not pay taxes, and he flashed back in his mind.
"I must kill these two officers!"
Old Zhu Di slammed his fist on the table, gritted his teeth, and shouted sternly.
He had never felt anything like this in his life.
"Dad, it was an illusion just now, I couldn't kill you..."
Fatty Yongle beside him reminded in a low voice.
Old Zhu Di looked stunned, then took a deep breath.
The mixed emotions of powerlessness, humiliation, unwillingness, and anger just now rushed into his heart. This experience was so real that it made him forget where he was for a moment, and he almost thought that he was really that insignificant commoner. .
The same is true for other emperors and princes. Their chests are rising and falling, and it is obvious that they have not yet recovered.
"Do you understand?"
Ji Boying swept across the group of emperors and princes.
Just now, they had put themselves into the servant's situation with their first sight, and fully experienced all of the servant's physical sensations and emotions.
"Jia San, tell me how you feel."
Ji Boying glanced at Xiao Zhusi.
"I want to rebel!"
Xiao Zhusi spoke fiercely, his eyes actually showing hatred for the imperial court.
Abiao took a deep breath and stood up.
"Master Immortal, I understand."
"For the common people to serve, their service will only end if they are recognized by the government. As long as the government does not approve it, the common people will have to continue to serve, endlessly, and even eventually die from exhaustion."
"And the way to get the government to approve the completion of the corvee work, I think, is to bribe money."
As soon as the words came out, the other emperors and princes were silent. They had just detected the servant's mind.
How can a farmer's family, which can't even provide brown rice for the whole family's meal, find the money to bribe officials?
In this case, apart from becoming a refugee, the only other option is to hang oneself. It is really better to die than to live.
"We must kill these bunch of dog-skinned flies! Skin them and turn them into grass!"
Lao Zhu's face was full of anger, and he slapped the armrest of the Grand Master's chair with a fierce look in his eyes.
"How many people can you skin?"
Ji Boying looked at Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu was speechless when he asked this question.
The oppression of the common people by petty officials occurs all the time.
Unlike the corruption of the powerful in the temple, it covers the entire Ming Dynasty. It is easy to kill the officials in the temple, but it is too difficult to kill all the petty officials in the entire Ming Dynasty.
Tigers are easy to kill, flies are hard to kill;
The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
This is true regardless of the feudal dynasty or later generations.
Ji Boying glanced at the group of emperors and princes and spoke.
"Just because the people can't support themselves by farming on their own, it's better to give the land to the local gentry. When the powerful gentry accepts the land from the farmer, he needs the farmer to work for him and earn rent for him."
"With the power of the gentry and the powerful, the local officials naturally do not dare to make things difficult. After all, delaying the farming of these tenants is tantamount to harming the interests of this group of gentry."
"Or to be more precise, these petty officials were instructed by the gentry to oppress these farmers and force them to surrender their fields."
“This cycle continues, and the land annexation path of the powerful and gentry has become a closed loop.”
"This is the core of surrendering oneself to slavery."
"What the people are escaping from is not heavy taxes, but hard labor, and hard labor is worse than taxes."
boom…!
'Hard labor is worse than tax'!
These five words exploded in the hearts of all the emperors and princes.
One thing needs to be mentioned in particular.
In many readings popularizing land annexation in the Ming Dynasty, it is stated that gentry in the middle and late period are exempt from tax. In fact, this statement is wrong.
From the founding of the Ming Dynasty to its demise, the imperial court had never promulgated a tax exemption system for the gentry. The gentry were exempted from serving as slaves and only had a certain amount of tax exemptions, and this amount of exemptions and exemptions increased with each new generation of emperors.
For example, in the Jiajing Dynasty, the first-rank official in the capital was exempted from 30 shi of grain and 30 men per person, and the following decreased gradually, up to the ninth-rank official, who was exempted from rations of 6 shi and 6 ding; foreign officials were reduced by half; those who promoted, inspected, and gave birth to were exempted from military service. Liang Ershi and Ding are two people; if you become an official, you will be exempted from seven tenths of this product.
In the Wanli Dynasty, the preferential exemption quota for gentry was further increased. The current Jiake Jingguan was exempted from 10,000 acres of land, and the following was reduced gradually. The eighth rank was exempted from 2,700 acres of land; foreign officials were halved; those who became officials were exempted from six-tenths of the land; The maximum land that can be exempted for those who have not yet become Jinshi is 3,350 acres, the land for those who have not yet been promoted to official positions can reach 1,200 acres, and the land for students who have not yet been promoted to official positions can reach 80 acres.
The common people donated land to the gentry and powerful people, mostly to rely on the power of the gentry to avoid being oppressed by the endless apportionment of corvee.
As for the reduction of imperial tax revenue.
This is also easy to understand.
After these gentry and powerful people have used up their quota of concessions, the remaining fields only need to be not on the fish scale book.
After all, this preferential exemption amount is too low. The official title of a Beijing official is 10,000 acres, which is one hundred hectares of land. However, Mr. Xu Jie and Xu Ge had more than 20,000 hectares of land under their name back then, so it was not even a fraction.
When the Fish Scale Register was created in the early Ming Dynasty, there were approximately 8 million hectares of arable land in the country.
By the fifteenth year of Hongzhi's reign, even including some of the wasteland that had been opened up over the past hundred years, the number of registered fields was reduced by half, to only more than 4 million hectares.
In this land where the blood of Yan and Huang flows, it is an eternal tradition for officials to protect each other and collude with each other for interests.
"Brother, what can we do so that the people can work independently and no longer be oppressed by the powerful and annexed by the powerful?"
Lao Zhu frowned tightly.
He was originally a commoner from Huaiyou and came from a humble age.
After Lao Zhu ascended the throne, one of his administrative goals was to ensure that all people in the world had land to farm and could afford to eat. He treated officials even more harshly, because he did not want officials to oppress the people again in the Ming Dynasty he created. tragedy.
Therefore, in the Hongwu Dynasty, all the officials wished that the emperor would send it earlier, but the people were extremely supportive of the emperor.
But Lao Zhu never thought of it.
The Ming Dynasty under his rule, after just over a hundred years, would turn into what he hates most. How is this endless hard labor different from the former Yuan Dynasty, which will impose taxes fifty years later? !
Lao Zhu's sharp eyes swept over these emperors in the mid-Ming Dynasty.
The emperors in office in the mid-Ming Dynasty all had evasive eyes and did not dare to look directly at Lao Zhu.
"You guys still remember, I took you to see that illusion where you were able to pass the Dharma test."
The words fell.
Abiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered the contents on the rice paper that day. He had even memorized several important items that day. This is the memory of a top student.
"One whip!"
"Integrate corvee service and various taxes into the Spring and Autumn Period taxes, and pay them all in silver. This will prevent the people from being squeezed by petty officials. How wonderful!"
The emperors and princes in the first issue all had stunned expressions, recalling the tax reform content they saw written on rice paper that day.
As A Biao said in this passage, the core point of a whipping method is to unify a series of miscellaneous taxes and corvee into taxes paid in silver.
But the whip law also has its limitations. When Zhang Juzheng formulated this whip law, he had many loopholes in the whip law because he needed to compromise with the powerful, so that these powerful people could continue to take advantage of the loopholes to make money.
The students in the second period were confused. They didn't know what this 'one whip method' meant.
'The Immortal Master is indeed an Immortal Master, and every word and deed has deep meaning. '
Just when everyone was sighing at the mystery of the Immortal Master, Ji Boying's voice sounded.
"What I want to teach you today is not a whipping method."
"Or it's not just a whipping method."
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and others, especially the serving emperor, all frowned.
Not just a whipping method?
What could that be?
Ji Boying glanced at the group of emperors and princes present and could see the confusion in their eyes.
"Before we can solve this problem, we need to get to the heart of the problem."
“One, how to prevent land annexation.”
"Second, how to cut off the oppression of the people by grassroots officials."
After finishing his words, Ji Boying paused for a moment.
The entire main hall of Zuixian Tower was silent, and even the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard, waiting with bated breath for the immortal master to start speaking.
They all knew that what the Immortal Master was going to say next was the solution to the problem.
Ji Boying's eyes especially glanced at Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji.
Hong Xi and Xiao Zhu straightened their backs.
"Don't worry, Master Immortal, I will bring you back without missing a word! And urge your father to study!"
"Um."
Ji Boying nodded and then spoke.
"First, implement the king field proportion system."
'Wang Tian's proportion? '
When these four words fell into the ears of all the emperors and princes, they all looked confused. They had never heard of this thing.
I have heard of the Wang Tian Zhi, but what is the Wang Tian Proportion System?
"Keep listening."
Ji Boying could naturally see the doubts in these people's eyes.
In fact, he initially thought about whether he could farm acres by allotment, but considering that Ming Dynasty will use overseas productivity to rapidly promote its own social development in the future, a large amount of cultivated land productivity will inevitably be greatly liberated, and farming acres by shareholding will soon be possible. Be eliminated.
"First, measure the land across the country, and issue an edict in the name of the emperor to recognize the land acquired by annexation in the name of the powerful gentry."
"Absolutely not!"
After hearing this, Lao Zhu slapped the case and stood up.
In his opinion, these powerful gentry who annexed people's land are the worms of the country and should all be executed!
"It has to be okay even if it doesn't work."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu.
The trend of annexation in the Ming Dynasty was carried out by the chief ministers of the cabinet, down to the county officials, and even the emperor's blades such as the Jin Yiwei. If they were all executed, it would really be from beginning to end, no one would be left. , the entire country's machine suddenly shut down.
Lao Zhu opened his mouth, but still didn't speak. He sat down again and continued to listen.
"After this, the emperor issued an edict that all land in the world, except for the land owned by the powerful and gentry, would be nationalized. In this way, farmers in the world essentially became tenants of the state."
"Then, this state-owned land is defined as an independent land investment collective, called Wang Tian."
"Let's give an example."
"A certain powerful man owned ten thousand hectares of land. The court took out ten thousand hectares from the king's field and combined it with the powerful man's ten thousand hectares."
"After the merger, the state was responsible for managing the cultivation of these 20,000 hectares of land. The powerful were given 60% of the income from the 20,000 hectares of land."
Hearing this, Immortal Jiajing frowned and couldn't help but speak.
"Master, why is it all my money, they take 60%, and I only take 40%?"
Ji Boying glanced at Jiajing, gave him a look that told him to shut up and listen carefully, and then continued.
"The following year, the imperial court allocated another 20,000 hectares and combined them with the 20,000 hectares. This year, the powerful people were given 30% of their income."
"Another year, the imperial court will allocate another 40,000 hectares and combine them with these 40,000 hectares, giving the powerful 20% of the income."
"By analogy, when the proportion of land owned by the powerful is less than 10%."
Ji Boying glanced at the group of emperors and princes with a ruthless look in his eyes.
"Leave it to your own devices."
The emperors and princes listened and thought, their eyes gradually changing from confusion to clarity.
The so-called "left to your own devices" means that you can get out of the game with one kick, and it can even be accompanied by a house raid, so that you can get back everything you gave before, including the principal and interest.
"That's wonderful!"
"It's really wonderful!"
The Jiajing Immortal laughed happily, stroking his hands.
"In this case, it will all be my money!"
Ji Boying glanced at Immortal Jiajing, wasn't this old boy devoted to cultivating immortality? He looked like he was out of money.
The other emperors and princes also had their eyes lit up after thinking for a moment.
The core of land annexation is to get rid of the powerful people who own the land. Forcible retrieval will inevitably cause chaos.
And this way of boiling the frog in warm water is very good. By the time the frog reacts and wants to send it, it is already too late to resist.
Ji Boying's initial source of inspiration for the idea of Wang Tian accounted for the proportion was Wang Mang's Wang Tian system, as well as several real cases he witnessed during his years working in a large modern factory.
The undisputed best way to solve land annexation is to nationalize all land, prohibit land sales, and use leasing instead of selling.
It's just that Wang Mang's reforms were too radical and ideal. He took back the land in the hands of all the nobles at once, which naturally aroused crazy attacks and opposition from the powerful.
The proportion of Wang Tian is like boiling frogs in warm water, allowing these powerful people to get more money every year than in the past. This captures people's short-sighted inertia and vested interests.
In the end, after these powerful people completely lost control of the land, they were kicked out.
It's just that this trick of boiling frogs in warm water will take more than ten years to gradually recover.
"Two, private land sales are prohibited, and future generations of kings are not allowed to grant land to powerful people or clan members."
At this point, Ji Boying glanced at Hongzhi Zhu Youtang.
Zhu Youtang was startled and stood up quickly.
"Remember the Immortal Master's teachings!"
The young man Zhu Houzhao sitting behind him also stood up.
"Don't worry, Immortal Master, from now on I will supervise the country, and Hongzhi will never grant land again."
The Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao, who was in the position of "Guiyi", looked at Hongzhi Zhu Houzhao with envy.
If he had been able to enter the court and supervise the country in advance, he would have fought with the civil servants for more than ten years after he ascended the throne, and ended up being chronically poisoned.
"Um."
Ji Boying nodded slightly and then continued.
"Third, after the land in the world is nationalized, farmers will become tenants of the imperial court. All miscellaneous taxes and miscellaneous servants such as field tax, tax, corvee, etc. will be abolished and unified as "rent tax", which will be paid once every spring and autumn, and will be converted into silver taels. "
"Fourth, a special Taxation Department is established under the Ministry of Household Affairs. The head of the Taxation Department has direct authority to hear from heaven. In the future, the taxation department will be solely responsible for the collection of national taxes and will report to the emperor together with the Ministry of Household Affairs. Local governments will no longer be involved. ."
After Ji Boying finished speaking, he glanced at the group of emperors and princes who were still digesting these four points, and sat back on the imperial chair.
Magic tricks.
There is an extra bottle of blue canned fire bull in his hand.
Pull the easy-pull ring, take a sip, and refresh yourself.
"Brother..."
But at this moment, before Lao Zhu could say anything.
"Reminder: The mandatory patch has been updated"
A series of silver codes quickly passed before Ji Boying's eyes.
In just a few seconds, when the code disappeared, Ji Boying frowned.
The content of this mandatory patch is indeed a bit confusing at first glance.
"In order to reduce the influence of the host on the countries of various time and space, except for the emperors and princes of each time and space and the white list of the host, all other memories related to the host will be erased."
"The white list has been opened, and each time and space is limited to five people."
Ji Boying thought for a moment.
This means that for people like Hong Xi, Zhu Gaoxu, Hong Wu Xu Da, and Tian Shun Yu Qian, all their memories of themselves will be erased.
However, this patch is actually beneficial to the extension of Guo Zuo.
If you show up too much and everyone can remember your existence, you will inevitably lead to theology.
The great rise of theology is actually not conducive to the development of the times.
After all, looking at the development process of the West, the royal power broke the divine power, and then capital broke the royal power, and finally pushed society to move forward and enter modernization.
……………………
Hongxi time and space, late at night.
Le'an, Hanwang's Mansion, Houhua Courtyard.
'state! Bang! '
This is the sound of the vat breaking.
At a glance, in this huge yard, under the moonlight, there were seven or eight large vats that had been smashed.
The bearded Zhu Gaoxu sat slumped next to a large vat, panting heavily. Ever since he returned from the orthodox time and space earthen fortress half a year ago, Zhu Gaoxu had started smashing ten vats a day.
In the past six months, not only 2,000 but also 1,800 large tanks have been destroyed in his hands, so much so that people in Le'an now give Zhu Gaoxu a nickname: His Royal Highness the King of Tanks.
Zhu Gaoxu's hatred for his eldest nephew Zhu Zhanji had been building up for half a year, and it was getting deeper and deeper.
I am the king of Han Dynasty. If Jingnan hadn't been there back then, all of you would have been dead by now.
it turns out! How dare you roast me!
When he thought that he was cooked alive by Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu was so angry that he wanted to go crazy.
However, under strong mental pressure, he did not dare to take action.
Because he knew that his rebellion failed in other time and space.
Because he also knew that the immortal master could bring others to his Hongxi Dynasty, and with the existence of famous founding generals like Xu Da, if he rebelled, there would be no chance of winning at all.
Angry in his heart, he punched the vat next to him.
The big vat suddenly cracked under this punch, which showed that Zhu Gaoxu's Iron Cylinder Fist was already complete.
And at the next moment, Zhu Gaoxu's face suddenly froze, and the anger on his face turned into a daze. He seemed to be down on the spot and uninstalling software.
In just half a cup of tea, Zhu Gaoxu went online again and glanced at so many broken vats.
'Why? '
'Why on earth have I smashed so many tanks over the years? Why do I hate my eldest nephew so much? '
He forgot how he died, and completely forgot everything he experienced half a year ago. Naturally, he couldn't remember all the scenes in the orthodox civil fort.
Zhu Gaoxu stood up and paced back and forth under the moonlight.
Although he couldn't figure out the reason, the cruelty he had accumulated towards Zhu Zhanji over the past six months could not be suppressed no matter what, and it kept impacting his mind.
This symptom shows a typical 'unloading unclear cache'.
Although Zhu Gaoxu had forgotten why he hated him, his overwhelming hatred for Zhu Zhanji remained undiminished.
"No, I can't bear it."
"While the boss is critically ill! I'm going to send troops to surround Shuntian! Kill this kid!"
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