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Chapter 268: Autumn Fu Thirty-three
If things had gone by in the past, Huang Hankun would have given him a few mouthfuls to download for such a blind little character. Let him know where the gate of Huangjiazhai opens. But Huang Xunkun has been a little frightened recently - the Australians' ingenious and obscene skills have put him in a state of constant panic. When he talks to Li Xiaopeng now, they always whisper, which makes Wang Ci, the teacher at the county school, very unhappy. Yesterday he even scolded them: "Sneaking around."
What worries him the most is the meeting between himself and Gou Chengxuan - in the county school, he can see Lai Xiao who works hard in the county school almost every day and eats chestnuts from time to time.
Every time he thought about Fu He's private conversations with the three culprits in the teahouse in front of the county government being recorded and then released by the Australians, Huang Huangkun was afraid that the conversations between him and Gou Chengxuan would also be known to the Australians. .
However, seeing that Lai Xiao was still alive and kicking and Nan Bao was not caught sifting the sand, it means that the secret of this matter has probably not been revealed yet. Furthermore, I never discussed the matter with Gou Chengxuan at that time. Of course, the matter of joining forces with Gou Chengxuan must be put aside for the time being, the time will not come yet.
Huang Hankun wandered around the county full of thoughts, and finally found an acquaintance's scribe's wife in the city. The woman told him very nervously: Recently, most of the yamen officials were captured by the Australians. . Not only that, but their families were also taken away.
"It was all done quietly at night, arresting people from house to house, men and women, young and old, not sparing anyone." The woman was still frightened. "I don't know what method was used, but they just happened to arrest people one after another without any sound." It was taken."
"Where did the people go?"
"Who knows, maybe he will go to the labor camp. Fortunately, we are pretty decent people on weekdays," the woman began to ramble.
Huang Hankun patiently listened to the woman's story and quickly asked how the changes in the Yamen were going.
He learned about the general personnel changes from her mouth. The woman told him clearly that there were many new outsiders in the yamen - this was a rare thing. Generally, subordinate officials were related to each other. many.
This further confirmed Huang Hankun's suspicion that the gangsters wanted to directly install their own people in the county government. This group of people was really brave. He had no way to do it - the officials didn't care. How to manage the talented people
While Huang Hankun was secretly distressed, the ordinary gentry and wealthy people were secretly happy, almost to the point of celebrating. Even if there is no such thing as this year's grain requisition, this group of subordinate officials who usually do evil things and come to Qiufeng to blackmail them from time to time were actually wiped out by the Australians. No matter what the Australians planned to do, they obviously did a good thing.
But the happiness didn't last long. Soon, Liu Dalin received an "administrative complaint reply letter." This is the first time everyone has heard of this new term. When I opened it, I found answers to grain farmers’ complaints in vernacular:
In response to the three requirements put forward in the petition, the reply clearly answered them one by one:
The first point is to stop "farming". The answer is clear: Clearing out the number of acres is a reasonable and fair basis for collecting grain taxes. In the past, "household records" and "grain difference" colluded with friends to privately change tax records, which not only disturbed the people but also Harm the people. If grain farmers are law-abiding and good people, they don’t need to worry about this move that “benefits the country and the people.”
"This doesn't mean we want to marry someone else." Several relatives who stopped at Liu's house were shocked.
Liu Dalin signaled them to be silent and continued reading.
The second point of the complaint is to cancel the all-inclusive grain and tax package and to "keep to the old practices." The answer here is that it is a disadvantage to allocate grain taxes, so this county has permanently banned "household packages" and "grain differentials", and instead set up a special bureau "Grain Collection Bureau" to handle it.
The last one is "severely punish the young people". Needless to say, Chen Minggang has been dismissed from the job of household registration. Not only that, he and his whole family have disappeared. However, the reply still acknowledged the "appointment of an inhumane" and stated that it had been "seriously dealt with."
The entire document was handwritten, and the handwriting was very good. It was probably the handwriting of a scholar - Australians are very bad at writing with brushes, and everyone in the county knew it.
Liu Dalin fell into deep thought. Although the reply letter is written in colloquial style and is still in vernacular, its shortcomings are not concealed. There is not a single nonsense word in the entire reply letter. The requirements put forward in the reply letter are all answered one by one, without concealment or avoidance. Whether you agree or disagree is explained. This kind of attitude in doing things is really rare.
Although Liu Dalin has never been an official, he has a lot of experience in officialdom. In the Ming Dynasty government, although such a talent was approved, it was either rejected outright or treated with empty words. Although it was an urgent matter, the officials still had to shirk the situation. If they couldn't push it away, they put on an official face to scare people. If the person who writes the letter is a local gentry, and the chief official's master's staff come out to deal with it, and say a few empty words that are not appeasing, if it is an ordinary citizen, he will be whipped by the government officials, maybe There will also be a lawsuit.
The Australian government is a hundred times more sophisticated than the Ming Dynasty. Liu Dalin said in his heart that he was suddenly shocked and felt that his idea was very bad. At the moment, he suppressed the fluctuation in his heart and looked towards his relatives.
"What should I do if I want to marry Tian Tian?" Some people were anxious.
"This is impossible." Liu Dalin no longer had much interest in this matter. "The Australians are determined to do this." He said slowly, "Theoretically, what they said is not wrong. Now The grain levy is really full of disadvantages and harms the people a lot."
"Sir, we have lived in the countryside for a long time, so we naturally know the disadvantages. But if we want to clear the land, will we still have a way to survive?"
Liu Dalin was a little disgusted with his relative - after all, he had a Jinshi relative who could secretly send land to evade taxes, so what about ordinary people who had no power and power, and they barely survived. After all, Liu Dalin was a great Confucian who understood the truth and knew that the corruption of the grain tax was largely related to the abuse of tax exemption privileges by the gentry.
If the Australians could really sort out the acres of land in this county and make taxes more equal, the common people would be able to breathe a sigh of relief.
While he was pondering without saying anything, the man at the door came to announce: Huang Hankun has come to pay his respects.
"Please." Huang Hankun was the one who initiated the petition together with him. Now that there is a reply, he naturally has to be notified - there are other co-signers, so this matter can be handled by Huang Hankun.
"My uncle cleared his father's land and clarified the land tax. Even the court did not dare to deal with it easily - it was originally a matter that benefited the country and the people, but this divine grace cannot be sprinkled on the heads of the common people." Huang Xunkun listened to him Thoughts, he quickly said.
"That's what I'm worried about." Liu Dalin knew that what Huang Hankun said was true. When he was studying, he had a vague feeling that the previous dynasties wanted to get rid of some bad policies, or something. When you do something for the people, it will always change for the worse.
"Even if Australians really want to do things for the people," Huang Hankun advised, "but there are so many things about land management and tax collection. In the past, Chen Minggang used this banner to harm the people, and he was very vicious. Now it's not easy. Even if Chen Minggang is gone, he still needs to have a husband. Without Chen Minggang, there is no guarantee that there will still be Li Minggang and Wang Minggang."
Liu Dalin nodded, knowing that Huang Xunkun was right. No matter how good your intentions are, you can't stand the people below who are specifically in charge of things to mess around and turn good things into bad things. Can Australians avoid this custom? He has no idea.
"Forget it, I'll talk to the Australians again. It's better to take it slow for a while about the husband's land."
"Uncle, you are kind to the people of the county." Huang Hankun quickly put a hat on him.
"I didn't want to get involved in these matters." Liu Dalin sighed, "It concerns the livelihood of the people, so I have to be Feng's wife again."
Since the Australians have to stay in Lingao for several years, judging from their actions, they will inevitably have to govern the people. For the sake of local considerations, he wants to "educate" some principles of governance to Australians to prevent them from making similar mistakes again.
Immediately, he ordered people to go to the Dongmen City Management Office to post a message and request to see Xiong Buyou.
Xiong Buyou is not in the Dongmen City Management Office. As the director of the county office, he is stationed in the county. He goes to the county government almost every day to do things. The work of taking over the county government has begun to enter the detailed stage, and a comprehensive inspection of the county government must be carried out. Cleaning up and counting, there are many things to do. When I received a call saying that Liu Jinshi wanted to see him, he knew that he was probably here to lobby for the "exemption from land ownership" - what landlords feared the most - this old man was really stubborn and worthy of being the spokesperson of the landlord class.
It would not be appropriate to ask him to see him at the county office where he lives - it is too messy and not suitable for meeting guests. I might as well go and visit him.
"Chief Xiong——" Liu Dalin said as everyone called Australians.
"If you don't dare, just call me Xiong Buyou." Xiong Buyou looked at this famous scholar carefully. Both the local natives and the executive committee regarded him as a treasured Jinshi. I found that although Liu Jinshi's figure was a little shabby, his eyes were extremely bright.
"The student is here today because of his husband's affairs."
Sure enough, it's here, Xiong Buyou thought, let's see what you say next.
"The Zhang Tian incident is extremely disturbing to the people. Please take it back. The people of Lingao are very grateful."
This opening represents the people of Lingao. Xiong Buyou was a little disgusted. Asked rhetorically: "The purpose of establishing land is to clarify taxes and equalize the burden on the people. How can it become a nuisance to the people?"
"The nobles are coming, and they keep saying they want to protect the country and the people. Don't you know that in this world, it is easy to protect the country, but the most difficult to secure the people." Liu Dalin put on a face of teaching, "With the power of the nobles, muskets, cannons and iron ships, three There is no such thing as this in a hundred years, but raising the generals of the people does not happen overnight."
Xiong Buyou was tired of hearing this, but he was a cadre responsible for external relations and was equivalent to a diplomat. He couldn't have no self-restraint at all. At the moment, he just pretended to be all ears. ,.
