Starting from Gaojia Village, we first walked a section of cement road to Zhengjia Village, and then there was only an S-shaped winding dirt road scraped by Li Daoxuan with a metal scraper. Follow this road down the mountain and reach Heyang County.
Continuing east along the dirt road, you will reach Yangcun in Heyang County.
There are already a large number of migrant workers in Yangcun building roads with the wages given by Gaojiacun, and there is a lively atmosphere.
Gao Yiye was very happy when he saw this scene: "The people in Heyang County have work and food to eat just like the people in Chengcheng County. Wherever Tianzun goes, everyone can live a good life." Good times.”
Qiu Ju said: "Isn't it? Tianzun is really a good person, no, he is a good god."
Dongxue said: "If it weren't for the help of Heavenly Lord, we would still be miserable people in the brothel. Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Gao Yiye reached out and shook the hands of the two girls Qiu and Dong: "Don't worry, those days are over."
The two girls nodded.
This group of people is actually quite eye-catching. More than a hundred militiamen armed to the teeth are guarding the side. There is a large car in the middle. The curtain is slightly opened, and a beautiful woman can be seen in the car looking out the window. Looking around.
The migrant workers in Heyang County who were building roads could not help but whisper.
"Whose great master's family are these?"
"Tch, you don't know? That's the saintly daughter of Daoxuan Tianzun."
"What? Daoxuan Tianzun?"
"Have you forgotten? Who did Master Ma Tianzheng ask for rain last time?"
"Ah! I remembered that it was the great god who invited the Dragon King of the Four Seas to bring rain."
"That's right when you think about it. Don't forget the well digger when you need water. We can get rain here only because Daoxuan Tianzun invited the Dragon King of the Four Seas."
"We have this job of three kilograms of flour every day, and it's all thanks to Daoxuan Tianzun."
“Be respectful to the saint!
As soon as the migrant workers started talking, news began to spread. Then, wherever Gao Yiye's car passed, all the migrant workers on both sides of the road bowed down. They had no way of directly thanking the gods. Now that they saw the saint representing that god coming, of course they had to express their gratitude.
Qiu Ju looked out the car window and turned back: "Sir, the common people are all saluting our car.
Gao Yiye smiled: "They have experienced how good Tianzun is. I really hope that all the people in the world will have such a day."
After passing Yang Village, the team turned to the southeast and passed through the flattest farmland area in Heyang County. This area had been rained by Li Daoxuan in turns, and the farmers were busy in the fields.
It was already the spring of the third year of Chongzhen, and it was the time for spring plowing.
The fact that God could give them rain at this time really made everyone ecstatic. The farmers worked hard to dig the fields and plant the crops. The whole plain showed a scene of prosperity.
It was more than 20 miles from Yangcun to Heyang County, and the terrain was flat. The team only walked for more than an hour before arriving. No one was sent to inform them in advance before their arrival, so Heyang County Magistrate Feng Juan had no idea that they were coming. There was no preparation for it.
The two veterans guarding the city gate were so frightened when they saw a large group of militiamen arriving that they were armed to the teeth, that they almost sounded the police gong.
Fortunately, the common people who got the news ran in first and yelled at the veteran gatekeeper: "That is the saint of Daoxuan Tianzun, the Daoxuan Tianzun who helped us make rain."
The veteran then put down the small hammer he was preparing to beat the gong, opened the city gate, and gave a warm welcome.
The yamen servant quickly ran to notify Feng Juan, who quickly put on his official uniform and straightened his official hat before coming out.
As soon as he saw Gao Yiye, Feng Juan was stunned. The last time he saw this girl, she claimed to be the eldest lady of the Li family. This time, she turned into the saint of Daoxuan Tianzun.
But he wasn't stupid, and he thought quickly. Daoxuan Tianzun's real name was Li Daoxuan, and the Saintess probably thought of herself as a woman of God, so she called herself Mrs. Li, which is not unreasonable.
In short, this person is the talker of Gaojia Village, so you must pay attention to it. It doesn't matter whether she is a saint or not, just treat her as the village chief of Gaojia Village. You can't be wrong.
Feng Juan met Li solemnly and said, "Mrs. Li, the Third Steward, you two great masters are here. I don't know what advice you can give."
When Gao Yiye spoke to the county magistrate now, he no longer needed Thirty-Two's help to convey the message, and his aura of a lady showed up: "We came to Heyang County this time because we want to mine coal mines."
"Huh? Mining?
This request surprised Feng Juan.
"Yes, start mining." Gao Yiye said with a smile: "We want to contract the coal mine in Jinshuigou."
Feng Juan's expression suddenly became awkward.
Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, private mining has been prohibited, and there have even been many incidents of private miners rebelling and fighting with officers and soldiers.
But by the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the court's control over private mining had been greatly relaxed. By the Chongzhen period, it was no longer able to control it. Private miners began to appear around the capital, Jiangnan, Shanxi and other places to develop a mine themselves. Then a quarter of the mining income was handed over to the court as mining tax, and the court collected the money comfortably and handed over the coal mines to private owners to operate. This was also one of the phenomena of the emergence of capitalism in the late Ming Dynasty. .
Of course, it was said that one quarter was not actually one quarter, because there was a lack of reliable statistical methods at that time. How could the government know how much coal was mined by private kilns?
Therefore, the final amount of tax to be paid depends on the discussion between the coal mine owner and the officials in charge. If the coal mine owner has a strong backing, the tax will naturally be less, or even unnecessary.
Under this general premise, wealthy businessmen in the Jiangnan region colluded with officials and escaped almost all mining taxes, leaving the court unable to receive any money at all.
At the end of this matter, a big boss emerged, and that was Wei Zhongxian.
Although this nine-thousand-year-old man has made many stupid moves, he also came up with a magic trick, which is to collect taxes from the coal mines run by officials in the Jiangnan area to prevent them from being corrupt and bending the law and enriching their own pockets, forcing them to give up four cents. One of the profits was spit out and handed over to the court.
This move offended almost all the civil servants in the Jiangnan area...
When Feng Juan thought of this, his nosebleed started flowing down!
Gao Yiye was startled: "Master Feng, your nose is bleeding."
"Ah?" Feng Juan stretched out his hand and wiped it hard on his nose. The blood line drew a wavy shape on his face. It can be seen that his hand was shaking violently when he wiped it.
He said in a somewhat stiff tone: "Mrs. Li is going to contract our Jinshuigou coal mine in Heyang County? This matter... I'm afraid... I might as well speak frankly. Since Wei Zhongxian's death, the imperial court has been in charge of the mining tax. The new policies formulated on things are a bit...ahem...this mine is a bit difficult to operate."
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