Things in the palace determined the content of the "Datang Weekly". The next day, the "Datang Weekly" was released, and the first announcement promulgated a brand-new Datang edict.
The content is very simple: after discussions between His Majesty and the three provinces, in order to encourage people from all over the world to immigrate to plant more land, and to make people all over the world live a better life, His Majesty decided to subsidize Datang's existing agricultural taxes.
The method of subsidy is very simple. All people in Datang will pay agricultural taxes to the Datang National Grain Reserve Management Company according to the original tax amount. However, the Tang Dynasty court will subsidize the agricultural taxes paid by all the people according to the market price. The subsidy price is the unified price across the country. Once wheat is 100 Wen, one stone of corn is 80 Wen, and one stone of rice is 110 Wen.
This subsidy will last for five years. During the subsidy period, people in Datang can pay the minimum agricultural tax, but there is no upper limit, and they can also buy and sell freely in the market.
The grain reserves of the Tang Dynasty did not limit the quantity that people could buy and sell.
As soon as this announcement came out, the people in Chang'an City thought they had made a mistake. Wasn't it a price and tax announcement? When they repeatedly asked people around them to confirm the content of this announcement, the entire city of Chang'an and all the surrounding people were completely excited.
Many people who were reluctant to buy newspapers spent a few pennies to buy these newspapers! They felt that for such an important matter, they must buy it back to bear witness.
What's more, Datang Weekly is actually not expensive!
Only a small number of people in Chang'an City have truly left farming, and the first batch of workers have not completely left farming, but are still farming.
In other words, this announcement is closely related to at least 80 to 90% of the people in Chang'an City!
You can imagine how much of a sensation it caused! They have never heard of any dynasty that completely exempted agricultural taxes. Even one tax per ten was an extremely benevolent policy in many dynasties! What's more, now it's not just equivalent to tax exemption, but more importantly, it also gives money to the people.
Is this called agricultural tax? Isn't this a benefit? !
No wonder all the people were in disbelief when they first heard it. Shouldn't this be a scene that appeared in a dream? On this day, on the streets of Chang'an City, people who got the news from time to time knelt on the ground without saying a word, facing the direction of the palace.
Outside Chang'an City, in a village about fifty miles away from Chang'an City, in the morning, a fast horse galloped directly into the village. As the person ran, he shouted loudly: "Everyone, gather at the grain drying field. Everyone, gather at the grain drying field." Gather at the venue!”
The familiar and rough voice woke up the whole village. Now all the people in the village are living a very good life, especially this year's harvest year, which makes all the people smile. Now the last crop of winter wheat has been prepared. Be prepared, the next long winter will be no big deal for them.
The only problem is that this year's agricultural tax has not been paid yet, but they don't care about agricultural tax at all. Although the agricultural tax paid in several years may add up to the sum of the past few years, after all, agricultural tax is calculated based on the output of a field. .
But the remaining grain is enough for them to have a good New Year, and they can even take out a large amount of grain to sell in exchange for some cloth, some iron, and even buy some meat to have a good New Year this year! Eat dumplings with meat!
They all knew that the voice coming from outside the door was Wang Er, the security force in charge of their village. Wang Er was actually from their village. After becoming a government soldier, he was now a member of the security force of the Ministry of Public Security. Normally, Wang Er was a member of the security force of the Ministry of Public Security. He is responsible for their village and needs to go to the township on a daily basis.
But they were all from their own villages, so of course they were very familiar with each other. When they heard Wang Er's greeting, they all knew that the agricultural tax matter might have come down. After all, this was the only major matter left this year.
But everyone had no objections, and they all went to the grain drying field with smiles. After all, life in the Tang Dynasty was so good now. This year's high-yielding seeds were all provided by His Highness. Such high-yielding seeds did not require them to pay more agricultural taxes, but only required them to plant them.
After the planting, there were no requirements. I just hoped that the people in the Tang Dynasty could live a good life.
It's a pity that such a good Highness is His Majesty's third son, not the Crown Prince. If it were the prince, Datang might be better off. All the people are longing for it in their hearts, but of course they can't say it out loud.
If rumors spread about the royal family, they will lose their heads.
However, every household secretly set up a longevity tablet for His Highness, and of course His Majesty.
They hope that His Highness can live forever.
Everyone in the village soon gathered in the grain drying field. Their village has a large population, with nearly a hundred households in the whole village. Guanzhong is densely populated, and their village is not the largest.
"Dear fellow villagers, I, Wang Er, have been rude for once today." Wang Er stood on the largest stone mill in the middle of the grain drying field and said loudly while looking at the more than a hundred people around him.
"We are all fellow villagers. Wang Er, if you have anything to do, just say it directly." Someone in the village immediately said loudly.
"Yes, let's talk quickly. Is the agricultural tax coming down? Where should we pay the agricultural tax? Is it the village or the county?"
"That's right, hurry up, before it snows yet, otherwise this road will be difficult to walk after it snows."
"yes."
Everyone in the village spoke up one after another.
"Fellow folks, this time you have to thank His Highness properly and quickly set up a memorial tablet for His Highness." Wang Er was a little excited and said loudly.
Wang Er's words stunned the villagers for a moment, and then there was a "boom" and everyone burst into laughter.
"Wang Er, are you not mistaken? Do you think there is still someone in our village who has not set up a memorial tablet for His Highness? Who? Tell me, can we live a good life today without His Highness's blessing? We all wish His Highness would live forever. If you don’t die, keep living.”
"That's right, Wang Er, what nonsense are you talking about? What on earth are you talking about right now?"
"Wang Er, I heard what you said. Is this a good thing this year? Is there going to be a tax cut?"
Everyone in the village smiled and said, "Eternal life tablet?" Not only is it the longevity tablet, but every household in their village is planning to contribute money to build a smaller ancestral hall, and then worship His Highness in it! During the holidays, I want to give incense to His Highness!
Not to mention we have lived a good life, and I heard that the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" was developed under the auspices of His Highness and then developed by Sun Simiao and Sun Zhenren. The "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" alone saved at least several people in their village. The lives of children and mothers.
What's this? This is obviously a book for children. Many children will bring blessings! So if we have an ancestral hall in the future, it’s okay to ask for a son from His Highness, right? Your Highness must be a god from heaven who came down to earth, and he must be able to do everything.
