"Brother Jin, please stay. I'll buy some at half price."
When he was about to walk out of the courtyard, someone shouted loudly.
"Brother Jin, I'll buy some too, but my brother's family is not big, so I can only buy a few hectares. I'm sorry!"
Everyone, your five hectares and my ten hectares were divided in just a moment.
"Thank you all very much. I'm taking my leave now. I'll serve a drink to thank you all in the future!"
"cough……"
After Jin Junming cupped his fists at everyone, he turned and walked outside.
After exiting the gate and submerging into the darkness, Jin Junming, who was trembling just now, straightened his back instantly.
Looking at the two lanterns in front of the gate in the distance, his eyes were full of sneers and disdain.
The most important thing in doing business is self-awareness and understanding of the situation. Failure to do these two things will lead to death sooner or later.
But he said softly: "I'm sorry, everyone, if something happens, just because of my love tonight, I will also burn some incense sticks and some paper money for you, so that you can have money to spend over there."
This group of people is simply looking for death. Until now, they have not seen the court's intentions and are still thinking about their own family property.
He even tried to use the commercial power controlled by wealthy businessmen in the two governments to provoke conflicts between the people and the people, and between the people and the court. It was simply a matter of life and death.
There are more than 3 million people in Xi'an and Fengxiang, but less than 30% have not purchased farmland. Excluding the gentry and wealthy businessmen, at least 65% of the people have purchased land.
Will these 65% of the people give up the land they bought? It's obviously impossible.
If less than 30% of the people go against the 65% of the people who have vested interests, will they win?
The answer is definitely not.
In the end, the contradiction will only shift, and where will it shift?
Then we have to talk about where the land sold by the imperial court came from. It was confiscated after inspecting the cultivated land of the gentry, wealthy merchants and Qingzhang associated with the Prince of Qin's Palace and Prince Yuqin's Palace.
Both of them have a common characteristic, that is, they violate the Ming Law.
In this case, when conflicts break out, will the people who have not bought the land continue to report the wealthy businessmen and gentry? Will the court conduct a thorough investigation?
Even if you don't confiscate your family and exterminate your clan, will you have to pay a price if you want to quell the anger of the court?
I don’t want money, antiques, calligraphy and painting, or food, but I want land. Will you give it to me?
Once the land is given, the court will have the land and can continue to sell it to the people. The conflict will subside, and the injured will ultimately be the wealthy merchants and gentry.
Of course, if you are really clean and have not violated the laws of the Ming Dynasty, everything is easy to say, but these people, hum...
The common people have land, but the land in the hands of the wealthy merchants and gentry is not cultivated, or is sold at a low price, but does anyone dare to buy it?
Either you pay a high price for planting, such as one tael of silver per acre of land. In the end, the land is still there, but you can't make any money, so you work in vain.
If the imperial court comes again and it is abandoned for two years and the imperial court takes it back, it will be over.
Judging from the current situation, this possibility is not impossible.
Therefore, he sold the cultivated land at a low price. Even if these people did not buy it, he would send it to the Chief Secretary's Yamen at dawn, just to save his own life.
He could guess it, but he didn't dare say it.
"Hiss... I lost a lot of blood. I have to stew two old hens to make up for it when I go back!"
"Hey, the world has changed, it's important to survive!"
"Well, no, you have to go to the Chief Secretary's Yamen first!"
After sighing, Jin Junming slowly walked towards his home with three shaking steps.
At Luqiao in Jingyang, Wang Zheng persuaded the people who had gathered to inquire about the imperial edict to go back.
His reply was very affirmative, that is, he must buy it and he must trust the court.
With his guarantee, the people of Luqiao dispersed.
In the central hall, Wang Zheng was sitting on the front seat with his brows furrowed, while Wang Hui and Wang Che had anxious looks on their faces.
"Brother, His Majesty came here a few days ago. You must know some inside information. Just tell us, can the imperial court buy this strategy?"
"Brother, we are all villagers. You can't cheat the villagers just because you are a court official. You will be stabbed in the back! Maybe the ancestral graves will be digged up."
But Wang Zheng didn't respond to the two people's anxiety, and instead frowned even more.
After a while, Wang Zheng suddenly stood up with a flash of light in his eyes.
"I have decided to go to Xi'an Mansion to see His Majesty in a few days. I am going to serve as an official, so I will leave it to my two brothers at home to offer a few sticks of incense for my brother from time to time!"
Wang Hui and Wang Che were immediately stunned.
What's all this? Aren't you talking about the unreliability of selling farmland? Why is it that you want to become an official?
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Don't ask anything, don't say anything, don't do anything, just wait and see what happens!"
“Mark my words, I’m going to pack some things and get ready for the trip!”
Wang Hui and Wang Che watched their eldest brother leave the middle hall in confusion.
Wang Zheng, on the other hand, entered the study room and let out a sharp breath.
He remembered that when the emperor came to his home, he talked about the land surveying in Xi'an Prefecture and the construction of a reservoir with work-for-relief. He still felt a little strange at the time, how could he get involved in this.
Why should we invest so much in this kind of research under such circumstances of internal and external troubles?
It wasn't until the imperial edict was issued that he finally understood it.
It is not the need of Xi'an Mansion, but the need of the entire Ming Dynasty.
If this edict spreads throughout the Ming Dynasty, with the public opinion gathered in Xi'an and Fengxiang, the land occupied by corrupt officials, ruffians, local tyrants and evil gentry will all be exposed by the people.
Under the huge public support and pressure, the court will definitely investigate thoroughly.
As long as it is checked, the land can enter the hands of the court and then be given to the people.
He didn't know how many troops the emperor had in his hands, but it was definitely a lot. Because the eunuchs, the Prince of Qin's Mansion, the eight major locust merchants and Shanxi merchants had been raided, the court was not short of money.
Moreover, most of the sergeants in Jiubian are in favor of it because they are also part of the farmers.
And with the support of huge public opinion, as long as the court calls for it and some people stand up, those who dare to resist and cause trouble can be crushed directly.
The land annexation will be broken, the people will be rich, and the country will be strong. In this case, he must stand up.
Secondly, the emperor said that even if he doesn't come out, he will find other people to study it.
Instead of letting other people waste time and money, he would do better if he does it himself.
When it comes to research on equipment, he has absolute confidence, and there is no one stronger than him in the entire Ming Dynasty.
"I don't know whose hand this edict came from. It is really scary to use public opinion to condense the sword and slash at the rich merchants and gentry who have done bad things!"
After muttering a few words to himself, Wang Zheng picked up his pen and started sketching. Since he chose to go out, he naturally wanted to give the emperor a meeting gift.
No matter what one person guesses or does, it cannot affect the arable land sales that are in full swing. Sales information from various counties, towns and towns is sent to the Prince of Qin's Mansion like snowflakes every day.
In the Chengyun Hall of Prince Qin's Mansion, dozens of accountants reenacted the scene of counting the land deeds of Prince Qin's Mansion four months ago.
Edicts, fueling the flames, etc. have all been done, and the sales sites in each village are also doing it, but in the end it is not as clear as the data.
In the square outside Chengyun Hall, Chongzhen stood with his hands behind his hands, his head slightly raised, looking toward the northeast. Although Chongzhen looked calm, he was actually full of anxiety inside.
