Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The two riders rushed into Zhuozhou City and went directly to the state capital.

Later, a shout came from the state mansion: "Long live your majesty!"

Soon a small official came out to post a notice.

Seeing his beaming appearance, everyone couldn't help but rush over.

Due to the tight time, I didn't go to make the paste. The little official didn't know where he got the fresh rice, so he posted the notice directly.

After putting up the notice, he turned around and rubbed the grains of rice in his hands, and said joyfully: "Your Majesty's will, this year, all food taxes in all places in the Ming Dynasty will be reduced by 10%! 10%!"

The people who came around came to go shopping.

Even Fang Hongzhong led Zhuzhu to go shopping. At this moment, their grandparents and grandchildren were standing in front, Fang Hongzhong's eyes were not good, and he couldn't see clearly because of the light.

Fang Xing likes Zhuzhu, so before leaving Zhuozhou last time, he suggested that Zhuzhu also learn to read. Although Fang Hongzhong was stiff, he knew that Fang Xing was kind, so he enlightened his granddaughter himself.

After Zhuzhu was often taken to Beiping, he even studied with Wuyou. Not to mention literacy, the knowledge has already lost a lot of the daughters of the officials in the city.

Zhuzhu looked at the notice and said, "Grandfather, he said that the food tax for Xuande's five years has been reduced by 10%! Those who are disobedient must be arrested and let everyone know about this."

Fang Hongzhong was taken aback and murmured: "The whole Daming? In these peaceful years, if there is no famine or disaster, which generation will reduce taxes?"

"Surely it is 10% less?"

A man hugged his daughter and asked, and everyone around them looked excited but worried.

Food tax exemptions exist in all generations and years, but the reason is mostly famine.

But Daming had good weather in the past two years and had a bumper harvest every year. The emperor in the palace didn't have much joy, why did he give up this decree?

When the little official's face turned dark, he glared at the questioning man, and when he saw the little girl was frightened by him, he took his anger and said with a stern face: "The paperwork that just came, has only now arrived in Zhuozhou. , I think it will spread throughout the north in a few days. Yes, it will be reduced by 10%. As for the sake of what you said, this is also said in the plan, the big harvest next year... By the way, you have to read your Majesty’s words. , Forgot to forget, you are waiting!"

Those people were waiting sincerely, and everyone looked happy.

When the little official came out again, he held a piece of paper in his hand.

He respectfully held the piece of paper and walked out the door, standing on the stone, first cleared his throat with a dry cough according to the rules of the Great Chaohui, and then began to read the emperor's words.

"Emperor Wen told me that the people are not water, and the emperor is not a boat."

Uh!

Fang Hongzhong felt that something was wrong at the beginning, and the relationship between the water and the boat has long been known to women and children, so some people behind him were muttering.

"The people are the land, and the emperors and officials are the planters."

"Working at sunrise, returning at sunset, in awe of the land that gives us food. This is what emperors and officials should do."

Hearing this, the people who understood were a little shocked.

The people are the land, and the kings and officials must respect the land. What is this metaphor?

this……

Fang Hongzhong felt that if this was spoken from others, he would be criticized on the spot if he couldn't say it.

But these are the words of the emperor!

The little official was also a little shocked, and paused here, then looked at the people who were listening with some anxiety, and continued chanting.

"The planter must keep his duty, don't trample on the land, don't try to fish, otherwise the land rich in grain will crack open huge gaps, and there will be flames that can melt everything in the world..."

Oh!

There was a sudden noise from below.

Fang Hongzhong was a little uneasy. He felt that this formulation exalted the people too much.

"This means that we must cherish the power of the people, care for the people, and not abuse the people, otherwise sooner or later we will be unlucky and we will suffer the consequences!"

Someone was actually explaining below, Fang Hongzhong turned around and took a look, remembering in a daze that the person was studying science.

He looked at the people in a daze.

He saw faces with joy in astonishment, and the astonishment was gradually dissipating.

He saw an old man grinning, with only a few thin yellow teeth in his mouth, looking ugly. But the joy seems to be welling up all over the body, making people can't help being infected and becoming happy.

"The weather is cold, the Chinese New Year, can they wear warm clothes? Can the children eat caramel? Can the women in the family make a new dress? There are so many things, I can't sleep at night after thinking carefully."

"This is your Majesty who is thinking about us, worrying about whether we can dress warmly, whether the children can afford to eat sugar... Your Majesty thinks about this, and can't sleep at night."

That voice was explaining it in vernacular, and gradually a few more people were spreading these explanations. But the emperor's words were actually no different from the vernacular, and most of those present could understand them.

Fang Hongzhong saw tears slipping from the old man's eyes, and then suddenly knelt down and shouted, "Long live your majesty!"

The people didn't hesitate, they all knelt down.

"Long live your majesty!"

The little official was frightened, and wanted to kneel. Just when his knees were bent, Shangguan's voice came from behind him: "Stand steady, finish reading."

The little official cheered up and continued to read: "I am deeply disturbed by the need for people from all over the world to support me, so I always remember the suffering of the people."

This is still the vernacular.

"Long live your majesty!"

The people shouted in unison.

The little official shook his body, blinked his eyes, and said: "I thought for a long time. When I got up early this morning, I suddenly felt that those worries were a prevarication of hypocrisy. Therefore, I decided to declare Germany for five years. become!"

He finished reading, but the people below were silent.

He glanced blankly, then was shocked, shaking all over.

Those fanatics!

Countless faces were full of enthusiasm, with tears in their eyes, and then cheers came as expected.

"Long live your majesty!"

This is not chanting, but cheering.

The cheers exploded from in front of the prefectural government, and then quickly spread.

After the whole Zhuozhou city heard the news, cheers continued to sound.

The gentry in Zhuozhou also secretly resented the emperor who ordered the clearance of his group's privileges. To put it ugly, I don't know how many people cursed the emperor's early death.

But at this moment they can only listen to these cheers and watch the ecstasy.

"Long live your majesty!"

A child doesn't know why he wants to shout long live, but when he sees the adults yelling intoxicatedly, he yells along.

He ran past a group of scholars, and then was caught by a man.

"father!"

The man grabbed him and said happily: "Go, buy meat."

The child was happy when he heard it, and shouted: "Father, buy candy."

"Okay, buy you candy!"

Fang Hongjian also saw this scene, Zhuzhu raised his head and asked, "Grandfather, just now I said only the benefits of farming were given. What are those businessmen happy about?"

Fang Hongjian said in a complicated mood: "Farmers will spend their surplus money. They are less willing to buy some meat and pull a few feet of cloth. If they don't, they dare to go to the restaurant a few times. Merchants can make more money. !"

"Grandfather, what is the government happy about?"

"Government? When the business of the merchants is good, the government will collect more taxes. When the time comes, they will praise them, so they will definitely be happy!"

...

See Ming Pao here.

As a newspaper, it even released the latest news in Jinan Prefecture before Di Bao.

"10%?"

No one was interested in those articles, all eyes were on the emperor's speech.

"Your Majesty said it. It's the original word."

A science kid was yelling hoarsely.

"Emperor Wen told me that the people are not water..."

Those faces gradually reddened, then rejoiced, then raised their arms and shouted.

"Long live your majesty!"

Cheers reverberated everywhere in this city of spring water ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The cheers by the Daming Lake also spread to the painting boats, and those merchants and "gifted men" who want to come to have fun in the New Year will never stop. They all poked their heads out and listened carefully.

Daming Lake's water waves are rippling slightly, and the clean water of the lake is carrying several painting boats going deep.

"like……"

A businessman frowned and listened, and said, "It seems to be saying something... 10%?"

At this time, another ship yelled: "It's exempting 10% of the food tax!"

It was a painting of ‘gifted scholars’, but the merchants had their eyes shining when they heard it, and someone shouted at the other side: “Brother, where are they? But is it Jinan?”

No one answered over there, and it gradually fell silent.

"Dock to the beach!"

The painted boat on which the merchants were sitting immediately began to turn around.

The prostitutes were preparing to use their skills to make these high-profile guests willingly dig out their wallets, but they didn't expect that they would come out like this, so their faces became pale without Fu Fan.

Before reaching the shore, someone heard the news. He got up and walked to the bow of the ship, then turned around, and said with a cool hand: "Everyone, good news!"

"say!"

The merchants couldn't help it, so they scolded him to speak.

"It's not our Jinan Mansion!"

"Hey!"

After sighing for a while, the businessman felt that the prank was successful, and said proudly, "It's the whole Ming!"

"what?"

Here are the wealthy merchants who sell goods to various places in Daming, and they jumped up and shouted: "Get on the shore! Lao Tzu is about to ask people to buy the goods, and I will make a fortune this year!"

"Yes, hurry up!"

There were cheers and joy, but the two painting boats still staying in the center of the lake were quiet, like a concubine.

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