The old man's words made Yang Juncai frown. Judging from his cowering look, it didn't look like he was telling lies.

"If I really had fifteen acres of land, why would I still be wearing such rags?"

The old man shook his rags, causing the others to laugh.

"If you laugh too hard, you are no better than me."

The atmosphere became more relaxed and they became less reserved.

But Yang Juncai frowned.

"Whose land is that?"

"It's the inside."

This system still continued from the previous Dakang Dynasty. The city was called Fang, the city near it was called Xiang, and the village was called Li. One hundred and ten households were divided into one Li, and each Li was responsible for local civil affairs, education, taxation, litigation, etc.

Of course, the specific number of households is not so accurate.

It is said that the bottom is good for civil affairs, and the top is good for lawsuits.

The district chief plays a very important role in executing government orders, maintaining order at the grassroots level, and mediating disputes.

However, the head of the village is usually held by a wealthy gentry, or is elected by the local government.

There are a lot of tricks here.

Yang Juncai thought to himself and asked: "Why is the land here in your name?"

"It's not that the land that grows inside is in my name, it's that the land that was originally mine, allowed the land to grow, and then it came into my name."

The old man's words were convoluted, but Yang Jun finally understood.

"When did it come back to your name?"

"About two or three months ago, I forgot."

At this time, Zhao Nanxing interrupted and asked, "Does this land really belong to you?"

"Of course not."

The old man shook his head and said: "This land belongs to me to cultivate, but I have to pay rent."

"What about paying taxes?"

"If it's in my name, I'll pay it naturally."

"Then how much harvest can you get?"

"Excluding these, it's almost less than two acres..."

"Then you still plant it?"

"If we don't plant, we won't even have these two acres."

The two of them asked questions clearly and clearly, giving people only one feeling.

Off the charts!

Plant your own land, pay rent to others, and get only a little harvest in the end!

It sounds ridiculous!

Guan Ning also heard clearly behind the screen.

The land originally belonged to the old man, but it was taken away by Li Zhengzhao. He still farmed the same land, but he became a tenant farmer from the owner's family.

As for why the place came back to his name later, Guan Ning also knows the reason.

Two or three months ago, Yang Juncai collected summer taxes in Micang Mansion. They returned the land to their original place in order to evade taxes!

This is related to the tax system of the new dynasty.

The tax collected is not a fixed amount, but is determined in proportion to the number of acres of land. That is to say, the more land there is, the more taxes will be paid.

And the poor who have little land are exempted from paying taxes!

The rich pay more and the poor pay less or not at all.

This is the principle of the new tax law and the embodiment of Guan Ning's benevolent government.

Since the founding of the new dynasty, there have been several wars. Except for the first war with Liang Guo, which left the country impoverished. After that, Guan Ning was well aware of the suffering of the people and implemented benevolent policies several times, which basically did not increase the burden on the people.

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Daning has developed rapidly. He gained it from war and spent money. He only paid and did not give back, but he has not yet asked for anything from the people...

However, it is these benevolent policies that allow others to take advantage of the loopholes.

Guan Ning couldn't help but get angry after hearing this.

He had tried his best to promote the integration of officials and gentry into paying grains, and he did not hesitate to cause massacres in the south. In recent years, things have finally changed.

But now because of his benevolent government, the "privilege" has fallen on the poor people, so the target has also shifted to the poor people...

In preparation for the implementation of the Farm Law next year, Guan Ning ordered an inventory and survey of land across the country. So far, several state capitals have produced results. After Guan Ning has seen it, the reality does not seem to be that bad.

There are many ordinary people who own land.

Now it seems that this is just an appearance.

Their land was just the name of the gentry who came here to evade taxes, just like they used to put the land in the name of Tong Shengxiucai.

They are still poor, and they have not broken away from their status as tenant farmers. Instead, they have a heavier burden. In addition to rent, they also have to pay taxes.

As the saying goes, if the Tao is one foot high, the devil is one foot high.

It doesn't sound false now.

Yang Juncai recovered from the shock and gained some knowledge today.

It also made him extremely angry.

He thought that his summer tax collection was completed perfectly, and finally alerted the Jin Yiwei. Now it seems that the actual collection is still far from the actual amount...

Yang Juncai looked at the others and asked, "Are you like this too?"

"no."

An old farmer responded: "I didn't have land to begin with, but the rich man forced it on me... The rich man is a big family in our area, and everyone calls him that."

Indeed it is.

The purpose of putting land in the name of poor farmers is to avoid taxes.

These people are really evil!

"How can the mayor seize your land? Have you never reported it to the police?"

Yang Juncai turned to the first old man again.

"The district chief can call on the government officials and the county magistrate. Do we dare not to listen?"

The old man said: "I heard that if you want to be the mayor, you have to pay homage to the gentlemen in the county."

"I know this."

Another old farmer echoed: "I pray forty or fifty taels, or as little as twenty or thirty taels. If you don't give me any money, how can you become the head of the village?"

"Not only the county magistrate, but also the county magistrate, the master, and even Men Zao need to take care of it."

"That's not all. Usually when the master comes down, he holds banquets, wines, and other lamps, oils and candles. All the daily necessities have to be paid for."

One person and one sentence can tell the story of the corruption at the bottom.

"Where do you think the money came from?"

The old man finally asked Yang Juncai.

Yang Juncai remained silent.

Naturally, it was against the common people. In other words, in the final analysis, they still had these so-called county magistrates backing them.

Create a clever name and show off your cards at every level.

The money of the wealthy gentry will be returned in full, and the money of the common people will be divided into 30 and 70 cents!

"Hey, there's something different. No one in our village is willing to be upright, so we can't do it!"

The chat box was opened, and he started talking by himself without asking any more questions.

There are even bolder ones.

As soon as Guan Ning came to the throne, he announced that he would never increase taxes, but there were still places where the old system was still in effect.

There are also corvees.

Since the establishment of the new dynasty, Guan Ning has not imposed forced labor or military service, but instead used work-for-relief methods.

But there are still people who receive money in this way, which is called labor in exchange for grain. As long as the money is given, there is no need to do labor.

There is also the issue of private renting.

The imperial court had earlier confiscated the land of some nobles of the previous dynasty and leased it to the people as public land.

Of course, this is much better than being a tenant farmer to a landlord, as the rent is low and there is no need to pay taxes.

Because the tax has been deducted from the profits given to them.

But in fact, they still have to pay a tax, and the rent is higher than originally planned, which results in no one renting crops and public fields being abandoned. The original policy to benefit the people has been ruined...

One by one.

It's so unbelievable that it feels so ridiculous.

At the end of the story, these old farmers all started crying.

Bitter!

It’s so bitter!

An old man wiped away his tears and asked, "Master Guan, you said earlier that you would make the decision for us. Do you keep your word?"
Chapter completed!