But before they could finish their second sentence.
Zhang San just picked up a whip and hit them on them.
Snap!
A clear whip sound sounded.
Especially in this empty place it seems extremely harsh.
"ah!"
"ah!"
With this whip sound sounded.
The screams suddenly sounded in the back mountain.
Two clear blood marks appeared on the two people who had yelled the loudest just now.
"Do you still want to be reasonable?"
Zhao Ding looked at the two of them with a grin.
Seeing this, the two of them trembled in their hearts again. They opened their mouths but did not dare to speak.
Zhao Ding then stood up with a smile, looked at the Imperial Confucian students present and said: "I am a person who likes to reason. If any of you still like to reason with me, just come over."
Listening to Zhao Ding's words, everyone present subconsciously trembled again.
But in the end no one dared to speak.
Zhao Ding lowered his head and continued to look at one of the two students who had been beaten just now, and said with a smile: "You said that your father is the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Hubu, ranking under the Minister of Hubu, and auditing the world's finances and taxes.
Then did your father tell you that the taxes assigned by the court to local people every year are fixed. If you fail to pay them, according to my Daqian law, you will be punished with hard labor.
In good years, perhaps this taxation is not difficult, but what if it is a famine year?
This is only the tax from the imperial court. If we add in the local gentry, powerful people, and the so-called gentry exploitation like you who don't mention four liang, the tax will be tripled at least.
If you say they can't hand it over, who can you ask to reason? "
“It’s up to the local parents and officials to make the decision!”
One of the people in the crowd couldn't help shouting.
Seeing the scholar who stood out from the crowd speak, Zhao Ding glanced at the man with satisfaction, and then asked: "Since you said it, let me ask you, my tax collection in Daqian is mainly in kind. Corn, sorghum, wheat, silk, linen, cotton, etc. are the main crops. Not to mention that the market value of silk, linen, and cotton fluctuates with the seasons. Just talk about corn, sorghum, and wheat. The annual yield per mu of these crops is How many, how many stones is it in a good year, how many stones is it in a famine year, and how many stones is it in a disaster year?
Do you know this?
Do you know how much of the grain is left after deducting taxes, rent, food and drink for the family, and grain reserved for sowing in the coming year? "
Listening to Zhao Ding's questions.
The student who spoke before turned red and suddenly became speechless.
"Mr. Zhou, do you know?"
Zhao Ding lowered his head again and looked at the Imperial College student who had shouted that his father was the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Revenue.
"I...I don't know."
The man opened his mouth, but finally lowered his head feebly.
"Then I will ask you again, if you don't even know these things, then how can you be a good parent and official, and how can you be a herdsman for the emperor?
What kind of people do you herd?
What you are shepherding is your own enjoyment and your own wealth! "
At the end of the sentence, Zhao Ding's face suddenly turned cold.
The Imperial College student named Zhou was so frightened that he crawled and ran towards the back of the crowd.
However, Zhao Ding did not even look at him. He raised his head and looked at the Imperial Confucian scholars and Imperial College students with fear in their eyes: "So, who else wants to reason with me?"
As soon as these words came out, all the Imperial College supervisors and the great scholars present felt an inexplicable tremble in their hearts.
There was an inexplicable chill in my heart.
Zhao Ding leaned over and looked at Zhao Xueru, who had turned pale with fright, with a smile: "Master Zhao, as a wealthy family in Qingzhou with hectares of fertile land, do you dare to ask if you know what I just asked you? Watch as I order people The scene of the beating looks a bit familiar, right?"
"No...no...not sure...not familiar either."
Zhao Xueru's mouth trembled.
How could he be unclear and unfamiliar with this scene?
When they were in Qingzhou, this was how their family let their servants manage their long-term workers and tenant farmers.
When they couldn't pay the wheat at the end of the year, they directly dragged their young laborers to the house and beat them half to death, forcing them to sign a contract of sale.
There are many maids and slaves in their Zhao family's house.
But he never thought that one day, he would be like this.
"I don't know. I'm not familiar with it, right? It's okay."
Zhao Ding didn't care about this either.
He picked up the hoe on the ground and threw it in front of Li Xueru. He pointed at the land in front of Li Xueru that had only been reclaimed less than a foot in diameter and said, "Please."
"you....."
Looking at Zhao Ding's cold eyes, Li Xueru stood up tremblingly, wanting to speak but he didn't dare.
I just hope Zhou Shan can come quickly.
At the same time, Zhao Ding also raised his head and looked at the other Imperial Confucian scholars present with a smile, or those students from aristocratic families who had stopped working. He said with a smile: "I know there are many of you. Everyone is waiting for someone to rescue you. After today, King Shenben's memorial will float like snowflakes into my father's study room.
But it's okay, but I don't care, because in your words, your lives are more valuable than the lives of those people, and my life is also more valuable than yours.
No one can punish me even if I beat you to death.
Anyone else who has objections to this king’s order should stand up and let me take a look. "
Zhao Ding was holding a hoe in one hand and looking at the Confucian scholars and students from the Imperial College present with the other hand.
Listen to Zhao Ding's words.
For a moment, everyone present was afraid to speak.
The main reason is that there are two people who were beaten in front, so they can only get beaten if they say it.
One by one, they stood up, picked up the hoe in their hands, and worked honestly.
Even Zhao Qingzhan was rare and honest.
To him, the imperial uncle seemed a little different today.
"My lord, what you do is actually not good for you."
Seeing that the originally lazy crowd became busy again, Zhang Shiwei couldn't help but walked up to Zhao Ding and whispered an admonishment.
Most of the Imperial College supervisors and scholars here are from the noble family of Daqian.
Since ancient times, the king and the nobles have shared the world, but there has never been a king and the people sharing the world.
Zhao Ding's move undoubtedly put himself on the opposite side of the Daqian gentry.
"Then Master, what do you think this king should do?"
Zhao Ding asked with a smile.
"Of course...sigh..."
Zhang Shiwei opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
If only he knew how.
Why was it that Zhou Xing and a few great scholars had been able to defeat him in the inner hall before?
But it took two hundred years since the founding of Daqian.
Many places are really rotten to the core.
All kinds of shortcomings cannot be eliminated in a day or two, especially when Zhao Ding is still a prince and not the current majesty.
If it was because of this move, he would be on the opposite side of the entire Daqian clan.
In the future battle for the throne, for Zhao Ding, there will be only a hundred disadvantages and no benefit. On the contrary, it will be more beneficial to those other pretexts.
But from a personal perspective.
Zhang Shiwei strongly agrees with Zhao Ding's move.
Da Gan, this group of pampered nobles, really needs to be cured!
In recent years, he has not wanted to become an official in the court. On the one hand, he wanted to cultivate some scholars with decent character for Da Qian. On the other hand, he could not stand the current atmosphere of Da Qian's court.
"His Majesty...."
Not far away, Wang Lishi, who was standing in the pavilion outside the back mountain, watched this scene and couldn't help but softly spoke to Zhao Chongyuan on the side.
"fine."
Zhao Chongyuan shook his head calmly, and then said with emotion: "I think what King Yan did was not wrong."
After finishing speaking, he added: "Very good."
He, Zhao Chongyuan, had already thought of this.
However, the balance of various forces prevented him from letting go and showing off his talents.
But now Zhao Ding did this.
It did indeed give him a blow to Zhao Chongyuan's anger that had been pent up in his heart for many years!
As for what happens next.
I have him here.
No one can touch Zhao Ding!
After this incident, Zhao Chongyuan was completely relieved that some things could be left to Zhao Ding!
"Miss, I think what Prince Yan said is very relaxing.
Those nobles should be taught a lesson! "
Inside the room.
Standing in front of the pavilion, Caiyun had been paying attention to the movement in the direction of the back mountain. Standing in front of the window, his little face looked at his young lady with excitement.
"Oh, is it so?"
After hearing this, Xu Ruoyun raised his head rarely and glanced in the direction of the mountain behind.
A rare hint of color appeared on her fair and flawless pretty face.
She naturally heard what Zhao Ding said just now, and she heard it deep in her heart.
But what she didn't expect was.
Zhao Ding, a prince and a border guard vassal king, would actually say such a thing.
She really didn't expect it.
Zhao Ding now is really different from Zhao Ding back then.
At that time, Zhao Ding was taciturn all day long, and even among the other princes except Prince Yiwen, he was extremely inconspicuous, and even appeared to be a bit mediocre in many cases.
But I didn't expect Zhao Ding today.
He does have a bit of the demeanor of Prince Yiwen.
Even on the domineering side, he is more powerful than Prince Yiwen, who always shows gentleness to others.
Even compared to...
Uh~~
Can't say, can't say...
Right now.
Outside the back hill of the Imperial College.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.
Listening to the sound of horse hoofbeats, Xu Ruoyun couldn't help but look outside.
But when he saw the figure of the middle-aged scribe on the horse, his eyes froze slightly.
Zhou Shan is here.
"Your Majesty, Minister Zhou is here. Do you want it?"
And just when Xu Ruoyun saw Zhou Shan coming, Wang Lishi, who was sitting in the pavilion, also noticed Zhou Shan coming on horseback.
"It's okay, he can't notice me, I'm here to take a look."
Zhao Chongyuan shook his head lightly.
Although this pavilion is also close to the back mountain.
But Zhou Shan might not be able to notice him based on the position he passed by, not to mention that he was still in disguise at the moment, so it was naturally even more difficult to recognize him.
Of course there is another extremely important point.
Judging from Zhou Shan's mood at the moment, he probably didn't have the heart to notice him!
