The emperor is sitting on the royal couch, with two long eyebrows clustered between his eyebrows like sharp swords. Although there is no anger on his face, his eyes are sharp and the corners of his mouth are downward. He is not angry but powerful, making people dare not look directly at him.
He looked at the prince, then at the King of Wei, and said calmly: "Lv Zhongnong, tell me what you three ministers said again."
"Yes." Lu Zhongnong, the Prime Minister of Ji, bowed his head and said, "Nowadays, men are exempted from the corvée service at the age of fifty and accepted as mediocre people. The land tax is one stone for the upper household, seven dou for the middle household, and only four dou for the bottom household. Although this method can hide wealth among the people, But it made it difficult for the country to continue. After discussion, the three ministers thought that the land tax could be changed to two dan for upper households, ten dou for middle households, and six dou for lower households, which would relieve the treasury's difficulties."
The emperor's face still showed no distinction between happiness and anger. He glanced at the prince and said, "Prince, what do you think?"
Although the prince Zhao Zhan is young, he has experienced eight winds and has been with the emperor for many years. From the emperor's tense eyes, it can be seen that the emperor is displeased. He thought for a while, raised his hands and replied: "I dare to ask Lu Ji Prime Minister, is there any other way besides this? People's livelihood is already very difficult, and adding taxes will make it even more difficult."
Lu Zhongnong shook his head helplessly: "Qiaotou markets have set up upper and lower tax locks, and they collect everything they can."
Zhao Zhan was silent for a long time and then said to the emperor: "I don't dare to talk about such a big matter lightly. It's just that the matter involves the people, so I think more discussion is needed."
Wei Wang Zhao Xu has also been a chess player for many years. He is not a fuel-efficient lamp and is originally calm. At this time, after listening to Zhao Zhan's nonsense, he secretly hated the prince for being cunning, but he said: "Your Highness is experienced, why don't you come up with an idea?" A solution to an urgent need?"
In fact, there are many ways to solve the problem. Copying a few business offices and reducing the clan's salary by 20% can solve the problem. However, no matter what, it will offend people.
The only way to offend others is to scrape oil from people's heads.
The common people are like ants. They have nothing to say and nowhere to redress their grievances. They will not have the slightest impact on the political situation and party strife.
The prince said: "I dare not speak nonsense about such a big matter, so please give me your Majesty's instructions."
The mark between the emperor's brows deepened, his cheeks clenched, his eyes became sharper, and his displeasure was evident in his words.
He looked at Wu Jin, who had been standing silently behind everyone since he came in.
"Wu Jin, what do you think?"
As soon as these words came out, several people quietly turned their heads and looked at Wu Jin from the corner of their eyes.
Wu Jin was standing where the palace people were blowing the wind, his clothes and belts were fluttering, and the smoke from the golden suanni incense burner fell on his official robe with the wind. Everyone looked back and saw the appearance of the No. 1 Scholar. A sigh.
Wu Jin cupped his hands and said, "There is no room for me to comment on the matter of increasing land taxes. It's just that I am from a humble background and know a little about the people's sentiments. If I don't do anything before adding taxes, it will not help."
The emperor's brows relaxed slightly, and he stroked his beard and said, "Tell me and listen."
Wu Jin said: "Taxation is uneven in the world. The powerful have more land and less tax. The poor and weak have less land and heavy tax. Even if taxes are increased, the rich will hide their land and evade taxes. Add to the poor people, not only will the tax be sporadic and not enough to fill the national treasury, but it will also crush the country." common people.”
He looked at Lu Zhongnong: "Before planning and adding taxes, the fields need to be measured again."
The faces of Sansi and others suddenly turned livid, and they looked at Wu Jin with cold eyes. However, due to the emperor's presence, they could not question him at this time, but their hatred for Wu Jin was irreversible.
What a great Wu Jin.
They have been in court for only a year, and one thing after another has hit their painful feet.
If it comes to farmland, not one of the powerful people in the world can escape.
The emperor's face became more and more unfathomable, and he pondered for a long time: "If there is really no other way, just follow what Wu Jin said, first acquire the land, and then add the tax."
Lu Zhongnong gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, I have also discussed a plan, which is my clan relative Lumi——"
While he was talking, he was thinking about how to turn around the matter of offending his clan members after leaving, and at the same time wished he could give birth to Wu Jin.
The prince raised his eyelids, glanced at Wu Jin, and said to himself: "The drunkard doesn't care about the wine, he's awesome."
Wu Jin knew that he could not shake the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, so his sword was originally pointed at the clan.
Until then, the emperor's expression completely relaxed, and he ordered the Third Division and the Ministry of Household Affairs to deal with the matter of reducing rice. When only Wu Jin, the Crown Prince, and the King of Wei were left in the palace, his expression relaxed, and he was about to give the three of them seats. , suddenly a chamberlain came in quietly and handed a sheepskin envelope to Zhang Chongfeng, who hurriedly handed it to the emperor.
The emperor seemed to know where the sheepskin seal came from, so he opened it and took a look at it. His face suddenly became as sinking as water, and then he poured something out of the sheepskin seal and took a closer look. The hand holding the letter suddenly shook, and he was furious.
He slapped the letter on the table with a bang and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Damn it."
The prince and King Wei didn't know what was going on. They were so shocked that they fell to their knees quickly.
Wu Jin's eyes moved slightly and he knelt down.
"Wu Jin!"
Wu Jin kowtowed: "I am here."
"Take a pen and paper, convey my will, and make it known to the world immediately."
Zhang Gongfeng immediately moved tables and chairs with his chamberlain, placed them in front of Wu Jin, spread them with paper and pen, and waited for Wu Jin to sit down. He rubbed the ink away as if in a hurry, licked the pen and presented it to Wu Jin.
The emperor's eyes were extremely frightening, and he looked at people with murderous intent.
The supreme power fueled his majesty. He stood up and walked around, and the gold bricks made a sound, and every sound shook the hearts of those who hit it.
Where is the letter from?
Why was the emperor angry?
What is the message to be distributed?
In the midst of everyone's anxiety, the emperor stared closely at Wu Jin's face and spoke sternly: "Mo Qianlan, the military governor of Kuanzhou, deceived the emperor and betrayed his superiors. He has betrayed the grace of heaven. He will be deprived of his official position with immediate effect and will never be used again. All the officials will be seized. The family property was taken back and the Jiedu envoy's house was taken back and moved to another place.
Mo Lingfeng, the fifth-rank Yiwei doctor in Kuanzhou Gaopingzhai, was ambitious, colluded with the soldiers, and intended to rebel. He deprived the girl of all her honors. He immediately ordered the Imperial Army Hui Riwei to go to Kuanzhou to arrest her, escort her to Beijing, and hand her over. Yushitai prison, three yamen joint trial! "
The prince and the king of Wei looked at each other, not knowing when such a big change happened in Kuanzhou.
Especially the King of Wei, who had been operating in Kuanzhou for several years. Although it was ruined due to Wang Yunsheng's case, he still had his own informants, but he never heard any news.
Mo Lingfeng is plotting rebellion?
Just the women’s army under her?
Then the two of them thought about what the emperor said about "hooking up soldiers", and secretly speculated on how many people Mo Lingfeng, a little girl, had hooked up.
Wu Jin finished the work in one go, put the pen down on Beacon Hill, stood up and handed the yellow paper to the waiter on the side.
The chamberlain carefully presented it to Zhang, who then presented it to the emperor.
The emperor didn't answer, but just looked at Zhang Feng's hand line by line. He saw that the handwriting on it was smooth and flowing, without any hesitation, hesitation, or resistance. It could even be polished, and he nodded with satisfaction.
He knew that Wu Jin had worked as a servant of the Mo Mansion and had settled accounts for the Mo Mansion. The monarch and his ministers had already discussed this in detail, but if Wu Jin hesitated just now, he would kill him to avoid future troubles.
"There is also Zhong Jiaqing," he walked back and sat down. "Zhong Jiaqing is a veteran of Gaoping Village, but he condoned and condoned the Mo family's unfaithful actions. The death penalty is inevitable——"
Before he finished speaking, a long and loud voice suddenly sounded outside the palace: "Report! Your Majesty! The military situation is urgent for 600 miles! Urgent for 100,000 miles!"
