Chapter 181: Zhang Jun is the first day of the junior high school, Qin Hui is the first fifteenth. Who is the wrong one?

In September of the 15th year of Shaoxing, Jiangnan was well-mature, and taxes from all over the country entered Lin'an in sequence. The Ministry of Revenue calculated carefully that the total annual agricultural tax was less than 18 million yuan, a decrease of more than 3 million yuan from the previous year. It was the most obvious year since the Song Dynasty moved south. At that time, Qin Hui's private property had a large amount of silk, porcelain and tea. Although there were also a lot of land, he did not pay taxes. Therefore, he did not report it to the Daquan. The head of the Ministry of Revenue reported to the center without any further information. He knew Qin Hui's intentions and did not dare to ask again.

But at that time, the road to Fujian in Jiangnan finally caused trouble.

Zhang Jun has been resentful and has no choice but to do anything. He has no face to stay in the capital and has to live in Fujian. There are also many civil and military officials in the local area who have come to flatter him. After all, he was once the military priest of the Song Dynasty. Now he is still a prince of a different surname. He may not say that one day the sage will be rich, and it is not impossible to enter the Lin'an Central Central again as a prime minister. Therefore, he is considered to be free locally. Not only did he build dozens of acres of mansions, but he also manages thousands of hectares of fertile land, like a rich man on Fujian Road. But this month, he was worried: the head of the family came to report that he collected 600,000 hu of rent last year, but this year he only received 470,000 hu, which is more than 20%. This year, the weather is good and there are no disasters.

"There is no other reason!" Zhang Jun roared: "It must be these slaves who are greedy and sell the rented grain collected by the tenants to get some ready-made money - just don't let the master check it out, don't kill a few, don't know the master's methods!"

The old and young man in Hefu were frightened and were all frightened. During this period, the bold accountant stepped forward and said, "The master temporarily stopped the anger of thunder. According to the careful investigation of the villain, it was normal that there were thousands of hu of missing. It was more than 100,000 hu. But the servants didn't dare!" Zhang Jun then thought about it slowly and realized that this statement was reasonable. So he went to various villages with dozens of people including the government accountants and the accountants. If he didn't observe it, he was shocked. After investigation, he was shocked: it turned out that the small households had their own fields.

The grain was full and the warehouse was full. It was the best year for the people in Jiangnan to live in recent years. However, the land they owned was mostly deserted, and some had not been cultivated for two or three years! Zhang Jun was so angry that he called the heads of each village to the fields. He first looked at the wasteland, and then beat them one by one according to a mu and a stick, which made the flesh and blood fly, calling his father and mother. The farm owners who were doing evil on weekdays were so fierce that they could beat the meat. The rural tenants looked at it from afar and secretly said they were happy.

"Prince, please forgive me! The villain is innocent, I don't know how the prince blames the stick!"

There was also the bold owner of the manor. Seeing the ruthlessness under the stick, he screamed and begged for mercy. Zhang Jun just sneered. After he was almost beaten, he slowly said: "You wait for the slave to be bold. I have never gone to the field to ask about it, so I am so perfunctory. Look at the land in this field. If you wait for your own home, how could you do such a waste? Even if you are a rotation field, there is no reason to not farm for three years. You must be neglecting farming to cause this loss, but you do not ask about your crimes. Let me ask who will come?"

The owner of the manor who had a few sticks realized it and cried out like a thunderous attack: "Prince, please spare my life, Rong Xiao's detailed report - this abandoned field is not something that the young people have ever seen, but the tenants from Hebei refused to help rent, abandoned the land and fled, and found another plan. There was nowhere to find anyone in the manor, so I abandoned the wasteland and asked the prince to observe clearly!"

Zhang Jun shouted angrily: "Nonsense! I ordered the refugees from Hebei to be widely taken in. How many people have saved? These people have no tiles and no inch of land. Apart from helping tenants in the village, how can they still live? It must be that you wait for your slaves and wait for them to look at them carefully, or force them to take over the surplus grains they deserve. They have no livelihood. They have not been the crime of your waiting period. Who will blame you?!"

The head of the village was so scared that he waved his hands: "The prince is really not about the villain's business. For example, the tenant gets 30% of the food. The young one dare not take a pill. But the tenant is forbidden to see the profit. He heard that there is even more money elsewhere and he took his family to go away. How could the young ones persuade him? These people are not criminal prisoners, and they cannot be tied to the village. Therefore, they cannot imagine it. He also asks the prince for mercy and you can find out in detail."

Zhang Jun was stunned for a while, turned around and asked the accountant on the side: "How much is the rent for other families on this road in Fujian? Could it be that some family has really fewer assets, or is it that one family really made things difficult for me and lied to the tenant?"

The accountant was speechless, but the other officials in the village were relieved and said in an intelligent manner: "Report to the prince, it is not related to his family's affairs. However, in the capital city, there have been many shops in recent years. Every time one person is hired, the monthly money will range from one or two pieces. If you meet a person who does a maritime business, there are also three or four pieces of money per month. If it is used as grain, it will be enough to work in the village for a year. The man will burn kilns and row paddles, the woman spins silk, and the children can also pick mulberry and silkworms. Therefore, the refugees from Hebei make a living by all the merchants and refuse to remand farming. This matter is well known on Fujian Road, not only the prince's village, but also the other families!"

Zhang Jun was silent. The price of one stone of rice is only one or two pieces these days, and it depends on the origin. If it is a little worse, one stone of rice is less than five or six hundred cents. If you earn one or two pieces of rice in the workshop, wouldn’t it be better to work in the fields for a year and only make a living? If you are like this, a family with a population of five or six, and the monthly income should be around seven or eight pieces, it will be in Lin'an City. Seven or eight hundred cents a month is enough to make a living, let alone on this Fujian Road?

When he was still in the mansion, Zhang Jun called people to call nearby officials and carefully investigated and complained. It turned out that the family had been short of manpower in one or two years, and the land had been abandoned a lot. Five or six years ago, a large population in Hebei went south. Fujian Road was the first place to resettle refugees in the Song Dynasty, with an increase of no less than 400,000 or 500,000. The original large households and officials from all over the country recruited personnel to open up land. Over the years, almost all the arable land in Fujian was opened. Unexpectedly, in the past two years, nearly half of the refugees were no longer willing to plant farmland, but flowed into the prefecture and ports, engaged in workshops and labor, and even went to sea with boats. The income was ten times higher than that of farming. Some even went out earlier and had already started to take money back to their hometown to buy land, intending to govern their family business and no longer make wedding clothes with others.

After Zhang Juncha found out in detail, he was shocked and told the officials in the state: "The wealth and wealth of the Song Dynasty was based on agriculture and the Shang Dynasty. Now that the people's hearts are not old, I will sway the foundation of the Song Dynasty? If this continues, it is really a hidden worry for the Song Dynasty. I cannot sit idly by, so I will write a letter to explain this matter to suppress the Shang Dynasty and promote agriculture! You have been in the local area for a long time, so please put state affairs first. Are you willing to discuss it?"

The officials of various prefectures and counties naturally agreed: "The prince is willing to give in, and the subordinates should follow the horse's tail. How dare you give orders?"

In October, Zhang Jun returned to Lin'an and wrote a memorial to Da Nei. At that time, Zhao Gou was writing a plaque in his hand, with four big words: "Yi De Ge Tian"! Qin Hui was overjoyed and knelt down in Fulin Hall: "How dare I take these four words? I dare to ask Your Majesty to take back Cheng's life!"

Zhao Gou laughed and said, "The Prime Minister has shared my worries, and the peace talks between the north and the south have been completed. This year, the world is well-established and the treasury is full. Since the Jingkang Incident, the Song Dynasty has never had such a prosperous era. Even if the coffin returns to the south and the empress dowager returns to the court, it is nothing more than my beloved to promote peace. In the future, the great Song Dynasty will be restored to the north, and the old land will be restored. How could I not have these four words? Your family has the prosperity of gardens and the newly built pavilions. I have no reward for writing a few words, hahahahaha."

Qin Hui saw that Zhao Gou was in a good mood and was flattering at the moment. The eunuchs around him agreed, saying that this year, the country is getting stronger and the country is gradually stable, and the Jiangnan is rich, which is all a long time to make a fortune. The other ministers and ministers just met, how could they be greedy for me? It took only half an hour for the monarch and ministers to get the plaque. Qin Hui was really happy to win the reward of ten thousand treasures. Today, if there is a wealthy family, except for Yang Zaixing, there is nothing else that is right. The head of the Ministry of Revenue once privately told his colleagues: "If the Great Song Dynasty treasury is not in the way of the Qinghuang, I am afraid that it may not be rich in the Qin prime minister!"

But the more wealth and prosperity, Qin Hui felt more uneasy. After all, this situation was all due to Zhao Gou. If someone in the court and the people strongly slandered him, he would be afraid that once the mountain tomb collapsed and the bones were not cold and the nine clans were killed, then there would be no regrets! At the beginning of this year, Qin Xi had been appointed as a Hanlin scholar and attendant, and he would not leave Zhao Gou. The favor became deeper. In May, the new house was built and he moved in under the name of imperial gift. In June, even Zhao Gou heard about the beauty of the Qin Mansion, and the emperor came to praise him. In July, he vigorously banned private history, and even Sima Guang's descendants dared to write another word. Although the criminal Li Guang was demoted to Hainan and had already died in the storm, he still burned more than 10,000 books of Li Guang's collection of books in the past to avoid being ridiculed by later generations. Although he was known as "not yet burying scholars" in the market, he really couldn't care.

However, this is still not enough to be at ease. Now that I have invited a pen from the imperial examination, if a wise king in the future will make a large-scale judgment on Qin Hui's merits and demerits, it must be found on Zhao Gou, so as not to do it too much, so as not to make Zhao Gou fall into the crime of "knowing the ministers and not knowing it". Therefore, this four-character plaque is better than the reward of thousands of silks, and greatly arouses Qin Hui's heart. On that day, Qin Hui returned to his mansion, and immediately hung the plaque in the new pavilion, which was called "Yidege Tian Pavilion". The city of Lin'an was in an uproar and the world was shocked. Everyone knew that Qin Hui's favor could not decline over the years!

Just three days later, Zhao Gou summoned Qin Hui to Chuigong Hall, and summoned ministers of the Ministry of Revenue and other ministers. He asked in a deep voice: "How about you entering this year? Qin Qing should know it very early. Why did the head of the Ministry of Revenue report to the center, but I haven't heard of it for a long time? Could it be that this matter is too small, and Qin Qing can sever his own custody of the office?"

Qin Hui saw other ministers' faces look like earth, but he said calmly: "Your Majesty, since the Song Dynasty moved south, the Jiangnan region has only been earned tens of millions of dollars every year. Before the peace agreement was completed, although it had been nearly 30 million dollars a year, it was not enough to provide river defense. Even the cost of the large internal government must be saved everywhere. After the peace agreement was completed, the military use was greatly reduced, the people's hearts gradually calmed down, and the revival of farming and serenity affairs had only been earned more than 40 million dollars a year. However, the Jiangnan region had fewer land and many people. The people of the Song Dynasty in Hebei avoided the sword and went south, competing for profit with the people in Jiangnan. This was a long time ago! The recent work of the workshops flourished, but not

The land needed to support a million people, and greatly alleviated the dispute between the people of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty. Although the agricultural tax was slightly reduced, the commercial tax increased from millions of yuan to more than 20 million yuan. The Song Dynasty tax increased by more than 2 million yuan per year. Therefore, if the country has no agriculture, it will be unstable. If there is no merchant, it will not be rich. If you drive a boat to travel overseas, you will not be taxed overseas without spending an inch of land and pay millions of yuan per year. Isn’t this a blessing for the Song Dynasty? I think your Majesty can be careless. If there are surplus land in the Yangtze River, you can enter the official family and buy it with money and grain in the treasury. There are other uses. There are many people without land in the world, so why should they be abandoned?"

Zhao Gou just followed the ancestral teachings and knew that agriculture was the foundation of the country. Seeing the memorial, it said: "All the way in Fujian, the people abandoned farmers and traded, and abandoned the root of the problem with small profits. Three or four out of ten people abandoned fertile land, which was actually a worry for the Song Dynasty. I dare not not report it." This statement was quite serious, so I attached it to you. How could I know that Qin Hui's remarks were still there? I said now: "Since Qin Qing knows the pros and cons of this, you can investigate it. You must find good strategies to be safe, and you should not let the land be abandoned!"

Qin Hui received the order to leave the palace, but was very dissatisfied: "Zhang Jun was the Prince of Taiping for a few days, and he didn't even discuss this matter with me, so he reported it to the Da Nei. It was Meng Lang!" He called his grandson Qin Wu and secretly ordered him, and he worked with the Ministry of Revenue and local officials to carefully investigate the annexation. The local gentry in Fujian almost took plows and planted the land to avoid redeeming it by the officials. Among them, there were inevitably those who were ignorant of the current affairs and were tampered with the slightest move, and all the fields were put into Qin Hui's hands. Where did the official pay?

When Zhang Jun heard about this change, he heard Qin Hui's plan again and hurried to come to apologize. However, Qin Hui held a banquet in the "Yideg Tian Pavilion". Seeing Zhang Jun running and sweating, he smiled and said, "You are so tired of working hard, Hui is a mistake! Why don't you bring tea to quench your thirst with the prince?"

When Zhang Jun was whispering about writing a letter, Qin Hui waved his hand and sighed: "There is no need to mention this matter. The land in the prince's mansion is too wide, so it is common to not be able to cook. I dare not ask about it, so I just went to Fujian Road with my grandson to see if there is any way to share the prince's worries!"

Seeing that Zhang Jun couldn't get into the mouth, he had to return with hatred. After more than a month, news came from Fujian Road that the land in his hand had been bought by Qin Hui's people for thousands of hectares. He was so angry that he lay down at home. He took more than a month tonic medicine to recover. If a joke came to Lin'an City, there were more and more people fleeing tenants in various prefectures and counties in the south of the Yangtze River, and no one dared to report it. The government's shares in the silk, tea, porcelain and other industries, and the tenant price of rural land in the country also increased from 30% to 40%, and then gradually stabilized. However, the gentry who had engaged in the merger suffered some losses in the past and planned to make some money back from the silk industry. However, the industry needed land, with far less manpower than farming, but the income did not decrease at all.

Zhang Jun was very angry here. Under the rule of Qiongzhou Prefecture, Hainan, Wang Lan, who had just returned from Nanyang, listened carefully to Li Guang's report to the account. He made a lot of money. In addition to being happy, he called the pirate Lao Wu to discuss the major matter. After a contest with the navy, the old thief asked about the strength of Wang Lan and Yang Zaixing. He was shocked and did not dare to compete. He heard Wang Lan's call this day, but he didn't know whether it was a disaster or a blessing, so he had to go to the yamen to obey orders.
Chapter completed!