Early the next morning, the eldest girl officially went to school.
Chen Ze also got up early and sent the eldest girl to the door of the school.
"It's okay, relax."
"Don't be afraid of saying the wrong thing. It's okay. Master is not a saint. It's normal for you to say the wrong thing."
"It's just the first time you'll be a little nervous. After a few more classes, you'll get used to it."
Chen Ze had to give some advice before letting the eldest girl enter the school.
However, I was still a little worried, so I thought about it and followed him secretly to see what was going on.
After a short time, the eldest girl entered the classroom of a class.
When the children saw the eldest girl coming in, they started talking a lot.
Although they already knew that a lady would come over to give them some so-called science class today, children were curious by nature, so they couldn't help but start talking in a low voice.
The class teacher who was standing aside coughed, and the whole class suddenly became quiet.
The eldest girl had a look of embarrassment on her face. She entered the classroom and came to the desk. For a moment, she didn't know how to speak.
Lonely, a voice suddenly came: "Class!"
"stand up!"
The class monitor among the schoolchildren shouted subconsciously and stood up, and the other children immediately followed suit.
But he looked around in confusion.
Who called for class?
But when everyone got up, the whole class of children immediately bowed in unison and said hello.
Only then did the eldest girl react and waved her hand quickly: "Hello, classmates, sit down quickly!"
Just when he raised his head, he saw Chen Ze looking out the window, smiling and making busy gestures.
The eldest girl just opened the handout.
Considering that the older girl may not be able to adapt to this process, Chen Ze specially prepared a class handout yesterday.
I carefully wrote down the general class process for the eldest girl, and practiced it several times.
Needless to say, the big girl has a good memory. She almost remembered it the first time.
It's just that he's a little stumbling when he speaks.
It took me several practices to become smooth.
Chen Ze, who was outside the house, heard the eldest girl starting to attend class seriously. He seemed to have adjusted his mentality and was not too nervous when speaking. He was relieved.
Naturally, the content of the first day of class does not need to be too complicated.
Basically just understand some simple concepts.
Naturally, the content should not be too deviant, just like what Chen Ze explained to Lu Zhiping and the Lu family's sister-in-law before.
Be it the laws of nature or the laws of physics, science is the rules set by God.
It doesn’t have to be the opposite of feudal superstition.
Why do things have to be smashed to the ground instead of flying into the sky?
Because this rule is set by God, it must be smashed into the ground. This rule is called universal gravity.
Subverted, but not completely subverted.
Seeing that the eldest girl's class was going smoothly, Chen Ze was relieved of his worries.
Without spending any more time in the school, he set off for the office.
The work at Qingzhou University Hall has just ended, and the next thing to be arranged is the autumn harvest grain collection.
So far, there is no news of tax hikes.
But Chen Ze, Lu Qingyun and others have already prepared for the worst.
Today's grain tax is likely to be close to 90%.
Whether it is based on household income or per mu, people will complain. Anyway, the hatred will be transferred to Qingzhou Yamen to a certain extent.
Fortunately, there is a lot of room for manipulation here.
Because the rules for tax rate calculation are very complex, there are many factors that affect its tax rate.
For example, the local government establishment and internal treasury situation.
This matter... I still have to thank Song Zhizhang.
Because this guy created a lot of things with clever names, and they all passed the approval of his superiors.
Stealing and concealing reports enriches one's own pockets, so Qingzhou's taxes have always been in arrears.
After verification by Lu Qingyun and others, only 47% of the 80% tax paid in these years was paid.
The rest went into Song Zhizhang's personal pocket.
So even if it is increased to 90% this year, as long as these approved projects can be operated, the actual tax paid will only be about 50%.
The question now is whether the court and superiors will reject the previous project and cut off Qingzhou's way out.
It’s impossible for the people above to know about Chen Ze’s leadership in Qingzhou.
There are too many uncertainties here.
Lin Yuanchao is relatively optimistic.
"Your Highness, the imperial court is not entirely dominated by traitors. There are also good ministers for the country." Lin Yuanchao said hurriedly: "In the past two years, the Xue cabinet went on a hunger strike for three days to plead for the people."
The name of Xue's cabinet is Xue Wei, whose courtesy name is Ding'an. He is one of the few high-ranking officials in Dachu with a good reputation.
Not only Xue Wei, but also many people led by Xue Wei tried their best to discourage the tax increase.
Still useful.
In previous years, the tax rate was only 80%.
Originally, the tax was set at 120%...
Even if ordinary people work for nothing for a year, they still have to contribute 20%.
Chen Ze couldn't quite understand the brain circuit of this great Chu Shabi Emperor.
Who would do such a thing without having cerebral thrombosis in ten years?
The reason is even more simple and rude. Under his governance, the great Chu was singing and dancing in peace, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the country was rich and strong, the Jin and Liao countries no longer invaded, and there was no movement from the Southern Barbarians. In the past few years, the late emperor had always surrendered. Money, the treasury is empty, and now it’s time to collect money. The 120% tax is not excessive!
So, Chen Ze wondered how the emperor's brain circuit could have so many methods, including blocking food and taking advantage of the victims.
There is definitely a traitor behind the scenes, and it is obvious that he wants to mess up the world. He is fishing in troubled waters!
This horse must be holding back and preparing to usurp the throne!
There’s really no telling what kind of trouble this year will bring.
Lu Qingyun hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Huzhao, there are too many changes, so I'd better accept it at 80% first."
"After harvesting, if nothing happens, we will return grain to each family according to the harvested grain, so as to survive this year first."
Chen Ze couldn't help but sigh: "The main reason is that the people may not understand it. The yamen's credibility is not yet high enough for them to trust. If it is not handled properly, trouble may occur accidentally."
The biggest fear now is a fire in the backyard.
The people in various counties in Qingzhou may really revolt at any time.
The local county government may not be able to control the situation.
An 80% tax doesn't give people much of a way to survive.
Rabbits bite people when they are anxious, let alone common people.
Even if there is no uprising, it is estimated that the number of bandits in the eight southern states will increase several times.
The annual tax collection period is the period when bandits break out.
When you are desperate, you can only go up the mountain and become a bandit. At least the bandits are too powerful and there is a chance of recruiting people. If you rebel, you will definitely not survive.
Lin Yuanchao rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled.
"There is a good idea."
"What?"
"Let's make a fuss over the quantity!"
