Breeding people and never increasing taxes. This decree is certainly good for the Ming Dynasty. It abolishes the poll tax. The poll tax is a tax that can only be collected by cutting off a person's head.

For the common people, this is the biggest obstacle to having children. Every time one is born, there is an extra tax. Who is willing to have children?

For Yu Qian, who knew how to work in the fields when he stepped on the loess soil, he was most disgusted by those Hanlin officials in the Hanlin Academy who clamored that only by accepting Ding Chao could the people of Ding be prosperous.

Even the uncle under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village knows that this is the fallacy of fallacies. The logic is clear and simple.

The Romans, the main body of Rome, gradually disappeared under the big stick of the population tax, and finally allowed the barbarians to occupy the magpie's nest and replace them.

There are three basis for the implementation of this decree.

The first aspect actually has no impact on the imperial court’s financial revenue. Ding Chai and other four poor people and labor are not actually sent to the imperial court, but are completely kept in the local area. This part of the money is actually used to support officials.

If we stop sending more troops, the imperial court's income will not decrease.

The second aspect is to reduce the tax on the common people. Each province compiles and reviews the imperial rolls every year, which has always only increased. However, the wealthy households use various means to hide their taxes. In fact, this tax is constantly transferred and paid, and it is apportioned.

In the eyes of the people, once this decree is implemented, there will be no motive for hiding Dingkou in various places.

Thirdly, sufficient national funds are the foundation among foundations, and there is no risk of any shortage of national needs. That’s why we can be so generous in reducing or reducing the additional allocation. This is also the reason why this good governance policy was proposed by the Ministry of Household Affairs.

"It's difficult, it's difficult." Yu Qian looked at the memorial in his hand and said helplessly.

Xing'an asked strangely: "What's the difficulty?"

Yu Qian looked at the acres of land at his feet and said with a sigh: "Nowadays, the Ming Dynasty's states and counties have different land parcels. Often those with more land do not lose even one cent, while those with little land have to lose several cents."

"In this way, the landless poor have a difficult life even in the year of good harvest. The result is that they sell their sons and daughters to beg for food; the wealthy families live in luxurious houses with hundreds of acres, and have dozens of servants, who are cheered when they come in and out, and the delicacies from the mountains and the sea are served on their plates.

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"How many people's pocketbooks have been touched? Do you think this matter is easy to handle?"

"A government order, as long as it is used by the people, will be implemented as quickly as possible; a government order, as long as it is prevented, it will be difficult to get out of the mountains, like blazing fire and lime."

"Destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents."

Xing'an understood. His Majesty has been in power for ten years, and Xing'an has been the internal minister for ten years. He knows that what Yu Qian said is the truth. The basis for a decree to be implemented is that the interests of the bureaucracy are not harmed, otherwise

It's like a river of blood.

The bureaucracy naturally turned the Ming Dynasty into a sophisticated machine and a complete organizational structure that could implement strategies, tactics, and government orders. The Ming Dynasty had the most complete bureaucratic organizational structure in the world.

There are also deep-rooted vested interests, and it is impossible to change the distribution without bloodshed.

The last time the examination was enacted, His Majesty had to go on a personal expedition to quell the rebellion before finally implementing it.

"What should we do?" Xing'an asked worriedly.

Yu Qian was holding a shovel and looked at the busy people in the fields, facing the loess and back to the sky. These most industrious people were busy in the fields regardless of the scorching heat. He said slightly absentmindedly: "Actually, your Majesty doesn't have to do it."

"Whose purse did your Majesty touch?"

"Shilin civil servants, they control the public opinion, hold the pen, and wait for His Majesty to welcome guests. They will use the most harsh and harsh words to scold His Majesty to death."

"Furthermore, we are facing counterattacks and calculations by these guys. After the death of the people and the end of the government, we have gone round and round and returned to our original state. What your Majesty has done seems to be useless."

"For whom is Your Majesty doing this?"

Xing'an shook his head and said: "This man is dead. His Majesty once said: Clouds flow over thousands of mountains, and rivers fill the fields. After doing so much, what can be left behind? There will always be traces, and the country will become better. That's what Your Majesty once said." Been here."

"Your Majesty does not ask for false fame. As the saying goes: The strong wind blows away the dirt, and the honor and disgrace are broken. How can they scold you? Your Majesty can't hear it, why don't you just let them scold you? After all, your Majesty's honor and disgrace are not for civil servants and scholars to judge. They are not qualified. Judgment of right and wrong, likes and dislikes, by the rolling spring and autumn."

Yu Qian was stunned and said: "The clouds flow over thousands of mountains, the rivers cover the fields; the strong wind rolls up the dirt, and the glory and disgrace are cut off. Is this written by your Majesty?"

"yes."

"What's the name of a good poem?" Yu Qian commented concisely and concisely on His Majesty's poems. He couldn't say bad, after all, it was written by His Majesty.

"Feelings from the southern tour."

The Ming Emperor's poems have always had no meter at all. Of course, no literary scholar has the courage to say that His Majesty has no meter. But at first glance, it seems that His Majesty wrote it himself, and no one wrote for him to polish the ink.

For example, the phrase "the strong wind sweeps away the rubbish" is what His Majesty once said, the wind of history will blow away the rubbish from the grave.

The Ming Dynasty does not need an emperor who is proficient in poetry, poetry, and poetry and likes to be arty. His Majesty the Emperor is not what the Ming Dynasty needs. He is a cultured emperor who can recite poems and compose poems, but is always seeking fame and honor.

When it comes to poetry, I have always been clear-minded and have written tens of thousands of poems, but sometimes this poem is not always reassuring.

Ming Dynasty needs such a majesty.

"The farmer and his son were exposed in the middle of the country, without shelter from the cold and heat. They dug into the soil and their hands and feet were calloused. Let's do it. The people are suffering." Yu Qian expressed his attitude towards this matter. He made a statement. He took the memorial and prepared to write it. After submitting his own opinions, he sent it back to the capital to make his own opinions.

"Yu Shaobao still has phlegm disease. Will he not return in such a hot day?" , how many more years can Yu Qian serve the Ming Dynasty?

Yu Qian looked at the thing in his hand, then looked at Xing'an, and said helplessly: "After all, I am still a noble warrior, although I am not as brave as Shi Heng, Yang Jun, Yuan Bin and others, but I am not a piece of porcelain that can be broken at a touch. This happened ten years ago, and I am in good health, so there is no need to worry."

What Yu Qian fears most is that Daming will not recover. Exhaustion, both mentally and physically, is the greatest drain on the body. Worrying about everything, it is strange that he can recover.

"Then let's go back and recover first." Xing'an saw that he couldn't persuade him anymore, and saw that Yu Qian's face was rosy and energetic, and he was a little fatter compared to last year, so he stopped trying.

There were times when there were political differences between the Ming Emperor and the chief officials of the Ming Dynasty, but they were never ambiguous on major matters. On the matter of encouraging population fertility, the emperor and his ministers reached a high degree of agreement.

Yu Qian wrote the memorial with annotations and presented it to His Majesty, and discussed the details in detail.

Then Zhu Qiyu sent the memorial with his approval and Yu Qian's annotation back to the capital, and asked King Xiang to preside over the court to see what the Ming masters thought.

At this time, the capital became more and more stable as His Majesty stayed away from the capital. Especially the informant made by His Highness King Xiang made the officials have to deal with it very hard. Although Zhu Zhanyi was still under great pressure, he could still

Can hold up.

At least until His Majesty returns to Beijing.

Zhu Zhanchen took a sip of tea and asked Luo Bingzhong: "Second brother is in the clan mansion, how is it?"

The second brother is, of course, Prince Zheng Zhu Zhanquan.

Zhu Zhanyang implemented a surrender system in the capital. Zhu Zhanyang jumped out to oppose it. Zhu Zhanyang caught him and locked him up in the clan's mansion. He ignored the friendship between relatives. It cannot be said that Zhu Zhanyang was indeed ruthless.

Luo Bingzhong said with a smile: "It's good. I live in a private room. I don't have to worry about food and drink. I occasionally invite musicians from Taichang Temple to listen to music. I just can't go out. It's more comfortable than living in Prince Zheng's Mansion in Kaifeng."

Zhu Zhanquan was a concubine, and his Prince Zheng's Palace was far inferior to Prince Xiang's Palace.

When Prince Xiang's Mansion became a vassal, they had a total of 20,000 hectares of land, and the land attached to the Prince's Mansion was as high as 50,000 hectares. However, when Prince Zheng's Mansion came to vassal, they could only receive a stipend of 10,000 shi per year, and even this would cost 70% of the money.

When he arrived in the capital, King Zheng's life became more comfortable. In the past year, he received three thousand stones of rice. When he arrived in the capital, because his majesty had given him a full salary, the silver was converted into silver at the market price. King Zheng received five thousand silver coins a year.

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It can be said to be a difference between cloud and mud.

"That's good, I can still listen to the music." Zhu Zhanzhen nodded. He did not disregard the friendship between relatives, but sitting in the supervisory position and implementing the system of surrender, he could only do this.

Zhu Zhanzhen sat upright and looked at the two memorials in front of him, with a heavy expression on his face.

One is "Famous Religion Sinners" and the other is "Never Add Fu to the Breeding of Humanity".

His Majesty has never used the law of famous criminals, but at this time, he suddenly proposed this method, obviously to promote the smooth implementation of the decree of never increasing the number of people.

Typical threats to lift the roof if the windows are not opened.

"Your Majesty, are you sure?" Luo Bingzhong looked at the tax reduction booklet and asked with confusion.

Zhu Zhanzhen nodded and said, "Okay, let Ting push."

Luo Bingzhong knew the difficulty of this memorial and how great the resistance was. He said helplessly: "Your Highness, I am stupid. This matter is so difficult to handle, why do we still do it?"

"You don't understand this." When Zhu Zhanzhong heard the news from Luo Bingzhong, he said with a smile: "This is the long-term policy of the country. Once it is approved by the court, His Majesty Zhu Pi will retreat from the world, and the local officials and gentry will either rebel or implement it. This

Things are very difficult, very difficult, and people will die and the government will stop."

Luo Bingzhong asked with great confusion: "Oh? Your Highness, please clarify, why does this decree not stop the people and the government?"

"Ah, this is very troublesome to explain." Zhu Zhanzhen looked at his teacup.

Luo Bingzhong was Zhu Zhanzhong's long history. He went to get hot water, brewed new tea for Zhu Zhanchang, and said with a smile: "New tea, Mingding nectar, your highness will tell me about it."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhanchen took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Do you still remember how Yu Shaobao punished the generals of the Beijing camp for deducting military pay?"

Luo Bingzhong nodded and said: "Remember, remember! Later, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Shen Shangshu, wanted to extend this idea to deposit one year's salary in advance and withdraw it at the beginning of the month. However, His Majesty did not fully approve it, but asked the government factory to deposit three months' labor remuneration first.

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Yu Qian learned from Yue Fei and Yue Jiajun's method of advance payment of salary. Since Yue Fei's death, there was no such method in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Zhu Zhanzhen said with emotion: "Solving complicated matters simply is what Yu Shaobao has always done."

"As long as you can understand why this decree can lead to the deduction of military pay, you can understand why it breeds more people, and never increasing taxes will destroy the people and the government will die."

"Top-down supervision always has shortcomings and it is easy to protect each other, but bottom-up supervision will form an organization, and finally the top and bottom will work against each other. This matter of withholding wages will never happen.

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"Once His Majesty's decree is spread to the world, it will breed people and never increase taxes. After the people of the world know that they do not have to pay this poll tax, it will be even more difficult for you to collect it again."

"The key is to work from top to bottom. If top-down supervision fails, or bottom-up supervision fails, then the decree will be undermined, and local officials will make clever excuses and impose arbitrary taxes."

"Needless to say, it goes without saying that the people are not willing to raise taxes, just like the sergeants are definitely not willing to not receive military pay. So what about the top-down approach?"

Luo Bingzhong thought carefully for a long time before he straightened out the logic and asked blankly: "What about top-down?"

The old man Zhu Zhanchen said earnestly: "If the superior is willing to lose power, he will naturally give up top-down supervision. Three signs of national destruction, political indifference and political inadequacy will become a commonplace."

"Your Highness is brilliant!" Luo Bingzhong suddenly realized.
To be continued...