The trial went smoothly.
At the beginning, the villagers just scolded the steward a few times and denounced the steward's actions.
Later, someone became more and more excited as he scolded him, and couldn't help but kick the steward.
After kicking him, he looked at Zhang San cautiously.
After all, the rules of the trial conference only said to expose the steward's crimes, but did not say that you could take action.
Unexpectedly, Zhang San took out two eggs, handed them to the man and said, "It seems that you suffer a lot and have deep hatred, and you suffer more than others."
The man got the egg and his blood immediately boiled.
The other people were equally excited and simply swarmed up and punched and kicked the steward.
Soon, the steward was beaten with bruises all over his body and lay dying on the ground.
At this time, Zhang San coughed and said to everyone: "I didn't stop you from beating people just now because I saw that you were suffering too much from being bullied on weekdays, and I didn't want to take away your opportunity to vent."
"In the future, we must never do this again. We, Da Qin, have laws."
Then, Zhang San began to read the law.
However, these laws are simplified versions of Da Qin laws. After all, these people have just come into contact with Da Qin. If it is too complicated, they may not be able to adapt.
After the law was recited, the villagers became well-behaved.
Feng Quli coughed dryly and announced loudly: "Next, we will start to divide the farmland in the village equally according to the population. Regardless of men and women, everyone can get it."
The villagers cheered, and then asked in disbelief: "The crops growing in the fields..."
Feng Quli said: "According to my land tax in Da Qin...how much is it?"
The reason why Feng Quili asked this was because Da Qin had just changed the land tax not long ago.
Feng Jia took out a book, read it, and said, "It was just decided by the Exalted Immortal, and the tax is one for twenty."
Feng Quili was slightly startled: "Is it so low?"
Then he realized what was going on.
Among the taxes in Da Qin, commercial taxes accounted for an increasingly larger proportion.
Although land taxes have been reduced, the court's income has increased. Therefore, reducing land tax will not harm the country, but it can reduce the burden on farmers.
As for being in this barbarian country...
Feng Quli thought for a while, and twenty taxes per cent was not bad. After all, it’s my first time here, so let’s get a firm foothold first.
So, the tax of twenty to one was settled.
These villagers gathered together in twos and threes and counted on their fingers how much the twenty-one tax was.
Then they started to calculate how much better the tax of 20 to 1 was compared to the previous tax of 5 to 3.
After all, the villagers were completely shocked.
Is this tax...too low? Rounding it off, it’s almost like there is no tax.
Many people began to cry bitterly and shouted loudly in the Qin language they had just learned: Long live the Emperor of Qin.
Feng Quili nodded with satisfaction. Then he ordered people to start investigating the steward's crimes.
Many people came to the stage just now to expose the sins of the stewards. Someone nearby had already recorded all this.
Afterwards, I started looking for people according to the list and started serious investigation.
Many of these accusations are fabricated, but most of them are true.
After all, the manager usually does too many evil things, so there is no need to make up crimes for him.
Finally, the official punishment was given and the steward was killed.
Everyone was happy, and the small village was full of laughter.
It's just...the laughter only lasted for a few days.
The villagers soon became sad again.
Although they have no culture, they still have the basic skills of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.
They thought about it for a few days and suddenly discovered a big problem.
Now, with the support of Qin soldiers, they can kill the stewards, divide the land, and pay taxes of twenty to one.
But what happens after that?
With the steward dead, the village can no longer collect taxes. Will those noble people give up?
Will they send troops to attack? Then everyone in the village will suffer.
This is how to do?
The villagers began to panic.
Feng Quli naturally grasped the situation, but he also didn't know what to do.
Fortunately, Feng Jia got hold of a book that denounced immortals.
The official name of this book is: Banishing Immortal Art of War Supplement.
It also has a popular name, called "Exiled Immortals Teach You How to Conquer Barbarians".
This book is not for sale to the public and is a giveaway.
Feng Quli watched it for a while and was greatly inspired.
He nodded repeatedly: "That's it."
Afterwards, Feng Quli continued to stand still and allowed this pessimistic mood to ferment.
When this emotion fermented to a certain level, Feng Quli raised a recruiting flag.
There are only four words on the recruiting flag: defend hometown.
These four words were like a beacon, illuminating the gloomy hearts of the villagers.
Suddenly their eyes lit up and they saw hope: Yes, why don't we join the Qin Army?
If we join the Qin army, won't we be able to defend our hometown? Aren't you afraid of those nobles?
As a result, all the young adults in the village enthusiastically signed up.
When signing up, they also asked with concern: "Sir, after we join the army, will we be stationed here permanently, or will we fight with the army?"
Feng Quli waved his hand and said very domineeringly: "This place will be the land of Great Qin from now on. How can I give up my land of Great Qin to others? Of course I will stay here permanently."
The villagers cheered and began to shout loudly: Long live the Emperor of Qin.
As a result, Feng Quli recruited many strong laborers.
These people were extremely serious when training and took the initiative to build fortifications.
This place is originally a mountainous area, easy to defend and difficult to attack. With these fortifications, it becomes even more impregnable.
After the settlement was almost complete, Feng Quli called Feng Jia over and said, "You go and choose a reliable person to send the situation here to Xianyang."
Feng Jia said: "Send it over now?"
Feng Quili hummed: "Although we haven't conquered the barbarian country yet, we have succeeded in occupying a piece of land."
"With this place, it is not difficult to encroach on the barbarian country. The most important thing is that we have experience. As long as we promote this experience, the matter will be easily accomplished."
"In the words of that book, what is this called? What kind of fire can start a prairie fire?"
Feng Jia coughed dryly and said, "Master, in this report, do you still want to mention banishing an immortal?"
Feng Quili glared: "Exalted to Immortal? What does this have to do with Exalted to Immortal? I opened the criticism meeting and I am responsible for this place. Why do you want to banish to Immortal?"
Feng Jia was stunned and said cautiously: "However... that book..."
Feng Quili said doubtfully: "What book?"
Feng Jia was confused: "Did Master forget it? Our methods were all learned from that book."
Feng Quli snorted: "I didn't read the book, I came up with these all by myself. If it coincides with the banishment of immortals, it can only be a coincidence."
Feng Jia suddenly smiled: "Yes, yes, the villain understands. However, the villain is a little worried. Those who have good intentions will speak out."
Feng Quili said: "It's okay. Some people may think that the book about banishing immortals was written based on my experience. After a long time, who still knows the order?"
Feng Jia was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up: "High, really high."
