Xiaocui came back quickly.
His body was still dirty, and there were even finger prints on his face.
Seeing this scene, Tian Rou's heart suddenly trembled.
"It didn't work?"
"Um."
Xiao Cui knelt on the ground and cried, "I will go see the young master as requested by the young lady."
"It's a pity that the young master stayed up all night. He was too tired and has already rested."
"And gave an order not to allow anyone to disturb."
"I rushed inside forcefully, but was beaten by Er Gouzi, the young master's personal bodyguard."
"That bitch slave doesn't take the lady seriously at all. You must punish him severely..."
"Where's the letter?"
Tian Rou doesn't care about the dog slave, but worries about whether she can escape the sea of suffering.
"The letter is with Ergouzi."
Xiaocui said: "He promised me that he would give the letter to the young master as soon as he wakes up."
"That's good."
Tian Rou breathed a sigh of relief.
My brother's sleep is very light, especially because he is concerned about family business. He can wake up after taking a short rest for an hour.
When he sees the letter, he will definitely find a way to save me.
All we can do now is wait.
At the same time, Song Ming, the imperial hospital envoy, also brought people to Yun'an County.
County Magistrate Huang Fengnian led a team to welcome them.
Moreover, he had already received a report that a Beijing official had come to convey the order.
Even the meals are prepared.
Unfortunately, before he could speak, Song Ming said loudly: "The imperial edict has arrived!"
Huang Fengnian immediately led the people to kneel down.
"The emperor, who has been blessed by heaven, issued an edict: Today, there are successive autumn rains in Yun'an County, Donghai County. The grain harvest is poor, and a plague breaks out. The people are suffering, and their reputation is hard to survive. I am very heartbroken. I am exempting Yun'an County from paying taxes this year. I hope..."
Huang Fengnian was dumbfounded.
Even thank you.
He is just a seventh-grade Zhima County magistrate with a pitiful salary.
It all depends on the filial piety of the rich landowners and gentry.
However, Yun'an County was a poor and remote place, and even the landlords and gentry did not have much money left to honor him.
The biggest income is from taking advantage of taxes to plunder a layer of money from the people.
How can he make money when he is suddenly exempt from taxes?
Doesn't this cut off his financial path?
It was the county magistrate on the side who reminded him that Huang Fengnian came to his senses and hurriedly accepted the order to thank him.
Then he invited Song Ming to have dinner at the county government.
But when he looked up, he found that Song Ming had already led the team away.
"this……"
Huang Fengnian stood messy in the wind.
"Master, Shangguan may be in a hurry to leave because of something, so we'd better tell the people the good news quickly and let everyone celebrate again."
The county magistrate suggested.
"kindness."
Huang Fengnian nodded.
The imperial edict has been passed down, and it is impossible for him to impose taxes again.
But this is not a problem for Huang Fengnian.
If the government doesn’t impose taxes, wouldn’t there still be bandits?
After keeping them in captivity for so many years, it's time for them to show their strength.
Let the county magistrate be busy publishing announcements, while he began to write letters.
There were three waves of bandits in Yun'an County, dividing the twenty villages within Yun'an County into three.
The government accounts for 60% of the annual tax revenue.
Among them, the land rental tax is 40% and the harvest tax is 20%.
In the Dawei Dynasty, all land belonged to the state. If farmers wanted to farm land, they had to spend money to rent it.
If you don't have money, the state can rent it to you first, and then pay back the rental money when the harvest is harvested, thus forming a rental tax.
Harvest tax is the food you grow, bathed in the sunshine of the Wei Dynasty and breathing the air of the Wei Dynasty.
Therefore, in order to mature, you must pay the harvest tax.
Putting aside these official taxes, the remaining bandits exploited another 10%.
This year there is no tax, so let the bandits exploit more.
When the time comes, if I take grain from them, I will earn more than if I levied taxes.
Huang Fengnian was full of confidence. After writing the letter, he told his cronies to send them to the three villages and hand them over to their bosses.
Zhao Ping didn't know all this.
After learning that they were exempt from tax, he asked Shang Yunman and Lu Xiu to return to Xiping Village.
Originally, he planned to let the two apprentices take Zhou An home to get wine, but after thinking about it, he still had frosting sugar and soap, and planned to transport more to the capital.
Make more money.
Moreover, Xu Tianhua had just arrived in the county and had only a few days of rest before returning to Beijing. It was too much of a rush.
So after discussing it, Zhao Ping gave them ten taels of silver each and let them play it by themselves.
Now that I have to go back, I can't miss them.
In this way, the group returned to Xiping Village in a mighty manner.
As soon as he reached the entrance of the village, he was intercepted.
It's Liu Muyun.
He recognized Zhao Ping's team and said in a loud voice: "The alert is lifted, sir is back."
Then everyone heard a rustling sound, and could vaguely see figures moving around, but they couldn't tell where they were hiding.
Xu Tianhua couldn't help but said in surprise: "Mr. Zhao, do you still have a guard team in your village?"
"No."
Zhao Ping shook his head and explained: "They are all members of the Tiger Fighting Team."
"With the recent autumn harvest, everyone is worried about tigers entering the village and destroying the food, so they spontaneously formed a guard team just in case."
"Not bad."
Xu Tianhua praised: "You people in Xiping Village are really united."
"If the entire Dawei Dynasty regards their land as their homeland, unites as one, and takes the initiative to stand up and defend it, the land will not flow into the hands of foreigners."
This situation was too big, and Zhao Ping did not dare to take it.
As agreed in advance, Yunman took Xu Tianhua, Li Mubai, and their entourage to live in the home of the village chief Hu Xingye.
After all, the home is too small to accommodate so many people.
You can't let the dignified seventh-grade wine tasting officer set up shop on the floor.
It was almost Haishi. Wen Hui and Liu Mengru knew that Zhao Ping had gone to the county town and would not be back tonight, so they woke up early.
I had just been awakened by Liu Muyun's voice, and now I was all dressed up to welcome him out.
"Ms. sir, aren't you going to stay in the county for a few days? Why are you back today?"
Liu Mengru said unexpectedly.
"There's something big going on."
Zhao Ping said: "The emperor issued a decree to pardon Yun'an County's taxes."
"The news should reach Yun'an County tomorrow. We should make preparations and prepare to collect grain."
"Ms. sir, don't worry about this."
Wen Hui said with a smile: "Three granaries have been built according to your request, and the construction of another three has also started."
"When the three granaries in front of us are full of grain, the other three granaries will be ready for use."
"good."
Zhao Ping nodded, "Where is the brewery? How is the construction going?"
"Only one was built, with room for thirty workers."
Wen Hui said.
"Okay, thirty workers is a lot."
Zhao Ping said happily: "We will officially start work after the grain is harvested."
"Tomorrow is the first day of harvesting grain. You must be more thoughtful and don't make any mistakes, otherwise it will affect our credibility."
"How have you prepared the money?"
"It's almost done."
Wen Hui replied: "You went to the county town for the copper coins and exchanged them for five thousand taels of silver, plus some broken silver. We have prepared nearly 20,000 taels of silver, so there should be no problem."
"No, it's still too little."
Zhao Ping thought for a while and said: "Qian Liu has settled this account before. If all the grain produced in the fertile fields in our Xiping Village is sold to us, it will cost 3,600 taels."
"What about those in Xia Village? And those in other villages?"
"I still have 50,000 taels of silver notes here. You take it first. If the money is not enough, let Qian Liu change it."
"We must not make the people wait."
The bank note was naturally given by the Tian family.
Last time, Tian Zhen only gave a deposit of 20,000 taels of silver notes for fifty jars of acacia wine.
After Xu Tianhua returned to the county town, he immediately settled the money for the Tian family.
The Tian family didn't hide it either and settled the matter with Zhao Ping.
Now Zhao Ping is said to be carrying 80,000 taels of silver.
Let alone Yun'an County, even if he were placed in the county town, he would still be a wealthy household.
Even if he doesn't do any business, with the living conditions of the Dawei Dynasty, he can live with these 80,000 taels of silver for the rest of his life.
But that's not what Zhao Ping had in mind.
He wanted to lead the entire Yun'an County, even the county, and even the people of the entire Dawei Dynasty to live a good life.
After explaining the matter of grain harvesting and winery, Zhao Ping sent Wenhui away and took Liu Mengru back to the house.
Liu Mengru pursed her lips and said with a hint of sadness: "Ms. sir, you are a bit biased towards Sister Wenhui."
"I'll ask her about her situation as soon as I get back. Why not ask me about the textile factory?"
"Don't worry about that, I have something important to tell you."
After entering the back room, Zhao Ping closed the door.
There used to be no door, just a linen curtain hanging on the lintel.
Zhao Ping asked Lu Xiu to do the door later.
Otherwise it will be inconvenient when doing things.
Even if a door is installed, the sound insulation effect is not very good.
Even if I try my best to suppress it while doing exercises, I can't stop it from spreading to the outside.
Fortunately, there are some rough guys out there, and no one would laugh at Zhao Ping.
Of course, when you hear the length, you can't help but feel jealous.
"What's going on? Is it so mysterious? Even sister Wenhui isn't allowed to hear it."
Liu Mengru said resentfully.
"About your life experience."
Zhao Ping said solemnly: "I will go to the county town today and find out your identity by making some insinuations."
"Do you want to hear it?"
Liu Mengru suddenly became nervous.
He grabbed Zhao Ping's hand and said eagerly: "I want to hear it, sir, tell me quickly, who am I?"
"You are General Eagle."
Zhao Ping said: "A descendant of the Liu family in the capital, your father's name is Liu Dingbei, and he is the general of Zhenbei in our Dawei Dynasty."
"Your brother's name is Liu Chuanxiong. He is a white-robed general in our Dawei Dynasty and is responsible for guarding the border."
"You also have a younger sister who hasn't grown hair yet, her name is Liu Mengwan."
"And you are not only General Flying Eagle, but also the Emperor's woman."
"Before the expedition, His Majesty personally promised that when you return victorious, he would make you a noble concubine."
"It's a pity that you were ambushed and wiped out by the enemy."
"His Majesty thought you were dead, so he could only give you a posthumous title, Concubine Po Nu."
Buzz!
Liu Mengru's head was buzzing.
She had also guessed before that she might be from the capital and had inextricable connections with the royal family.
But I didn’t expect the relationship to be so deep.
She was actually the emperor's woman.
Liu Mengru couldn't accept it for a while.
Zhao Ping continued: "There are two roads before you now."
"First, you go back to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit."
"I, Wenhui, and Xiaoxiao may be executed by the whole family, or even the nine tribes."
"It may also affect Xiping Village, Xia Village, and even everyone in Yun'an County."
"Second, pretend nothing happened."
"When our strength grows, although we won't go to rebellion, at least we will make His Majesty the Emperor fear us."
"At that time, if you come back to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit, even if His Majesty wants to snatch you away, you still need to be careful."
"I leave the decision in your hands."
"I'm going to sleep with Wen Hui tonight. You think about it carefully and give me an answer tomorrow morning."
"Whether you go or stay, I respect your choice."
After saying that, Zhao Ping turned around and left.
