It just rained in Shandong last night, and the counties in Yanzhou were unable to escape.
The muddy all over the land has added some hardship to the grassroots officials who have traveled to the fields.
As soon as the rain stopped this morning, a group of soap-clothed officials in various farmlands in Sishui County once again appeared, and measured and calculated the fields in front of them.
There are many people and are in full swing.
Anyone who is a little more informed knows that this is Chen Li’s minion, that is, the accountants who were assigned by the Ministry of Revenue and were seconded by the Imperial Heaven Supervision Institute, and the internship of Qiushi College are reviewing Tianmu.
However, the work environment is often not very good for matters with great resistance.
The "fairness, integrity and talent, and those who are recommended by everyone" elected by each county were nominally to assist the servants of Duda, but under this selection standard, you don't need to guess what background you choose.
Not to mention assisting, they all make trouble everywhere, deliberately picking tricks, and disturbing Dutian.
At the same time, there were strong men from somewhere, staring at the faces of the accountants with vicious eyes, their lips moved, and they gritted their teeth from time to time to make fierce expressions, exerting psychological pressure.
But if you drive away, you will roll around and shout that the government is guilty. I am afraid that someone will take advantage of you and secretly move the boundary marker.
There were even unknown tenants who were called over and gathered in the outer hustle and bustle.
Whenever the government wants to attack hard, the Kong family sacrifices the officials, and the local gentry hurriedly came forward to make peace, treat the people with preferential treatment and do not intensify conflicts.
The head of the department was so busy that he was sweating profusely. Sometimes he came forward to appease the tenants, and sometimes he coordinated the officers to warn the idle people.
You must not forget to work seriously. You can walk around the ridges of the fields, listen to the accountants report the land acre data, and then check them one by one with the fish scale album redrawn by Shandong locals.
Chen Li shook her head non-stop as she looked at the chaotic and noisy scene in front of her.
The central imperial envoy arrived, and even with this appearance, it was no wonder that the local officials were all feeling the difficulty of experiencing the fields.
It was customized in the seventh year of Wanli, and the main supervisor of the field inspection office was supervised and reviewed. Only sampling inspections were performed when you went to the local area.
The ones being supervised and assessed are naturally the county governments of each province and the military preparation yamen.
Therefore, Shandong soldiers were preparing for Song Yingchang, as well as Yanzhou Prefecture, Sishui Prefecture and other officials, are now accompanying Chen Li, introducing the local situation from time to time.
The soap boots on Shenli's soap boots were covered with mud every few steps, so he had to stretch out the soap boots from time to time and use the edge of the field to scrape off the mud attached to it.
The cauliflower snake who was resting accidentally disturbed, was about to express its dissatisfaction, but was crossed on the ridge of the field and could not move.
Chen Li stood still with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes and looked at one of the small fields: "The tax base of the county government in front of him was 346 acres in the past, and after the meter of clearance, there were 451 acres in the fish scale book."
"It is naturally a hundred acres to make a clear head, but..."
"My colleagues, I am now in this situation, but just looking around, I am afraid there will be more than a thousand acres."
He looked back at the local officials: "What is this?"
Song Yingchang frowned when he heard this.
As the deputy envoy of the inspector, he was already a senior official. Even if he did his best to go deep into the grassroots level in the field, he had no time to go deep into the grassroots level when asked about the matter. When asked at this moment, he could only look at the prefectures and counties and other officials.
Li Shixin, the magistrate of Sishui, was about to shrink back, but she felt that she was suddenly pushed around her waist and staggered out of the line.
Looking back, Zhou Youguang, the governor of Yanzhou, looked down at the ridge of the field.
Li Shixin was secretly annoyed.
Feeling the Shen Li, Song Yingchang and others' eyes fell on him, so he had to bite the bullet and speak: "Reply to Governor Shen's question, this is the difference between a large acre and a small acre."
"The land taxation is calculated based on a mu, but for various historical reasons, if there is land worth more than 80% of one mu, if there is land worth more than 2 mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu, if there is one mu..."
He looked at Chen Li carefully: "So, the acre recorded may not be the actual acre. What Governor Chen sees is not very accurate. The plan in the fish scale book is the comprehensive plan for the tax."
This is not the reason why Li Shixin was born, but it does have his historical origins.
Since the founding of the country, there have been few people and many lands, and a round of household registration and people have been organized, as well as the reallocation of unbordered land.
In order to reclaim wasteland, policy preferential treatment is naturally indispensable. Those who are actively active will count as one acre. If they fall behind, there will be only one acre. "The first one in the local area covers a very wide area, and the next one in the people, the hectares are very narrow. Therefore, it is called a small acre, a wide acre."
The large acres in the hands of the small people gradually became standardized, while the large acres in the hands of the local snake gradually became a "historical origin".
There is also a wonder that seems to be a thousand acres going up, and only four hundred acres are registered.
The vast amount of historical documents have always been a good way to swear Shangguan, but Chen Li did his homework and was not fooled.
He shook his head: "During the Jiajing period, Grand Secretary Gui E reported this matter, saying that in Shanxi and Shandong, there were 480 steps to 1,200 steps to one acre, and 240 steps to a small acre."
"Local officials, if they go up to make reports, they use the earth to throw themselves into the yellow books, and if they go down to the expedition, they use the small land to get equal."
Report the report according to the number of large acres. The tax is even more discounted, but it is different when collecting taxes. It must be collected according to small acres. If there are large households who are not easy to collect taxes, they will be equal to the common people.
As for where the difference went?
Don't ask.
Chen Li turned his head and looked at the obviously fooled Bing Beidao Song Yingchang, and explained briefly: "At that time, Gui E was shocked when she learned about it, and she even went to Ziyang County, Yanzhou Prefecture to see it."
"Ziyang County had 245,520 acres of official land, but because the rich family and the clerk colluded with the clerks, during the Jiajing period, there were only 190,000 acres of land left."
"These 190,000 mu are also full of water, including large households with large acres, 720 steps per acres, small people with small acres, and 240 steps per acres."
"So, Gui E asked the Shi Zong to do the purpose of each province to take 240 steps as one acre, regardless of the order, and the case will be based on the subject."
"Song Bing is guessing, after the Qingzhang County, how many fields will be obtained in the end?"
Song Yingchang looked at Chen Li talking freely, and he picked up all kinds of old things at will, and blurted out the details, and a hint of admiration rose in his heart.
Looking at the sweaty prefecture and county officials, I still don’t know what’s going on.
He followed Chen Li's words and asked respectfully: "The lower officials have a shallow academic record, and I wonder how many acres of land the county has?"
Chen Li didn't keep it a secret, and spit out a number: "From 190,000 mu, it has skyrocketed to 668,766 mu!"
Song Yingchang was shocked when he heard this.
Even if I had expected it, I never expected that the tax base difference between large and small land acres was more than three times!
If the report is based on large acres and the tax is based on small acres, the center can only be divided into 30%!
Chen Li turned to the pale-faced magistrate Li Shixin and said coldly: "Mr. Li, do you dare to use the old rules that were abolished during the Jiajing period to swear to his official position?"
This is already a crime.
The governor asked in person, and Li Shixin was in a panic.
Seeing that Li Shixin could not bear it anymore, Yanzhou magistrate Zhou Youguang finally came forward.
The latter took a step forward and bowed to mercy.
When Chen Li looked at him, Zhou Youguang smiled bitterly: "The reason that Governor Chen said is this reason, but in the new Jiajing policy, Fang Zhizhongdao was rebelled... Unfortunately, it was destroyed. Local officials lost their support for major policies, so they naturally could not support it."
"When the officials arrived at the office, the old man had been resurrected for decades."
Zhou Youguang's attitude was extremely low, and the reason was reasonable.
Chen Li shook her head: "It would be fine if it was just this."
"The number of reviews in Jinxiang County was very different and the number of purchases was widely accepted. The prefect Zhou said that it was difficult; the land reviewed by Ningyang County was twice as high as the number of land reviewed by the acres of Ningyang County, and it was hung and sent to countless people. The prefect Zhou also had a reason. When we arrived in Sishui today, we were very informed and tried to vacate our official for the matter of a large and acres."
Speaking of this, Chen Li suddenly turned a furious look and shouted: "Yanzhou Prefecture has gathered and reviewed the three counties in total! You have accomplished nothing!"
The sound was like a bell, and it suddenly rang, which made Zhou Youguang's body tremble.
"The lower officials are incompetent! The lower officials are incompetent!"
Zhou Youguang was shocked and begged for mercy on the spot on the ridge of the field.
Chen Li looked at Zhou Youguang coldly: "You are not incompetent, you are so capable, you are good at dancing, and no one wants to offend you."
"I'm afraid that things will turn out like this, so why are you still greedy for official positions?"
"Any colleague who wants to be a little shameless will retire early."
Zhou Youguang begs repeatedly: "The Chenbutang misunderstood the official position. There are so many things at the grassroots level, and they are in chaos. I dare not rush around for a moment!"
Seeing that Chen Li was indifferent, he simply gritted his teeth and told him: "Chenbu Hall! Yanzhou counties involve many."
"The land is not a person, but is mostly a village community. It is shared by the entire clan. After taking over, hanging, and sending the names of the people, such as charity, temple property, official land, and school land, almost all the wealthy families, the right people, officials and gentry, and the royal palaces are held alternately."
"For example, the day before yesterday, the tens of millions of fertile land was passed by, which was also the sacrifice field of aristocratic families in the world, the clan property of super-class officials, and the clan property of clan relatives!"
"Just like the things in front of you, they are all the mounts of the heavenly people. Even Sun Xingzhe, what can you do?"
The magistrate Li Shixin was relieved and sighed repeatedly when she listened.
Bing Beidao Song Yingchang's face turned pale, and he looked angry, "If you can't afford to offend them, do you dare to fool me?"
Just then, the chief official came hurriedly with a fish scale book under his armpit.
Let go and make a way for it.
The chief official arrived near Shen Li, and after calming his breath slightly, he spoke very quickly to report the revenge review results: "Minist Hall, Sishui County has completed the re-examination."
"The total area of ​​fish scale book in Sishui County is more than 270,000 mu. The area of ​​fish scale book is randomly checked for 27,000 mu, and the actual core is 37,718 mu!"
After hearing this, the magistrate Li Shixin wiped his forehead and sweated heavily, yelling that he was lucky.
The error is just right and less than 40%!
Although he has reached the level of not being a job, the circumstances are average, and at most he only gives warnings and a salary penalty - this is a clear order issued by the field inspection office, and rewards and punishments are divided into pieces.
Of course, if he passed the prefect, the prefect would be in trouble. The error of the three counties from 39% to 72% is not qualified, so the official position may be difficult to guarantee.
Zhou You Photovoltaic choked and prayed again.
Chen Li's eyes were faint, and she swept over the magistrate Li Shixin who looked scared, and the magistrate Zhou Youguang who was snot and tears.
Finally, he ordered with Song Yingchang: "Song's army is in the prefect of Yanzhou Zhou Youguang, Yang is lying to disobey his duties and is not responsible for dereliction of duty. He is forced to imprison him."
Song Yingchang had been agitated, but he was quite surprised to hear this.
According to the clear order of the patrol of the field, although Zhou Youguang was not in office, he was at most demoted to a commoner, and he did not expect to be imprisoned.
But he hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth and greeted him: "Come on! Take off his official uniform and send it to the Censor's Prison!"
Zhou Youguang looked up suddenly.
He really didn't expect that his attitude was so low that these officials would have to deal with him more seriously!
"I am a fourth-rank official! Even if I am illegal, at most I will be demoted. You have no right to imprison me!"
Zhou Youguang broke free and stepped forward to capture his soap official, and looked around with anger.
Seeing this, several officials came to the eyes of Chen and Song.
If we follow the law, let alone the fourth-rank official, even the seventh-rank magistrate, there is no reason to easily be imprisoned in a few words - unless a serious crime like communicating with Japanese people is arrested on the spot.
Unfortunately, the officials who were far away from heaven did not know how to patrol the emperor and acted cheaply in the eight words of Wanli Dynasty.
Chen Li was not vague and reached out to take out a stack of bright yellow silk cloth from her arms.
He casually pulled out one of them: "Get a pen!"
Song Yingchang didn't expect that there would be another one.
He stared blankly at Chen Li spreading silk cloth on his left and right backs, with the seals of the Censorate, the cabinet's tickets, and the red stamps of the Silijian, covering a line of short and concise words.
Replace XXX for the people, and ask XXXX for help.
The so-called so-called is actually two blank spaces.
When Zhou Youguang saw this scene, he felt as if he was hit by a thunderous attack, trembling with numbness!
What is this!?
The country has been in the dynasty for two hundred years! How can I fill in the blanks with the decree?
I saw the pen of Shen carp walking among the dragon and snake, and the details had been filled.
He recited with great pride: "Zhou Youguang, the prefect of Yanzhou, was resigned to serve the people, and went to Shandong to inspect the censor An Jiudi to ask."
After reading it, he gave the order in his hand.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and stared at Chen Li in a daze.
Zhou Youguang's face turned gray and suddenly lost his words.
Even Song Yingchang was stunned and at a loss.
Chen Li ignored these people and turned to look at the Shandong Censor Li Deyou who came from the capital: "Censor Li, I'm worried about taking office as the prefect of Yanzhou."
After Li Deyou followed Zhao Yongxian and others to the palace, he was not allowed to take the position of the job. He followed Chen Li out of Beijing to inspect the fields, so he naturally had some requests.
Now that he can be appointed as a fourth-rank official, it is also unsatisfactory.
He bowed and bowed: "How dare you speak up for the new policy?"
After Li Deyou made his statement, he asked Chen Li for several clerks.
The audience felt their scalp numb.
The political atmosphere in Shandong was extremely strong. In the early years, the imperial court ordered the expansion of Jinshi and the soap officials to open the examinations. Shandong local reactions were quite enthusiastic and they all thought it was a bonus.
But now, seeing Chen Li dismissal on the spot and appointing him on the spot, I know where the dividends were used.
This taste is really hard to describe.
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Seeing that the accountants gradually stopped working and waited, Chen Li ordered to turn around and return.
Following up from side to side quickly.
Song Yingchang was half a step behind and asked respectfully: "Chenbutang, is it time for Qufu County tomorrow?"
Perhaps it was because of psychological effects, as soon as the words were finished, countless sights were cast.
Chen Liwen shook his head and rejected: "The few governments that have been randomly inspected must be organized to organize a second clearance for the first time, and the Song Bingbei will go there."
"As for Qufu County... I personally visited Yan Shenggong and talked about other things."
He looked up at the noisy tenant-in-law around him.
Since entering Yanzhou Prefecture, more and more of these faces are following each other.
It's like a projection of the Kong Mansion, the closer you get, the more ghosts there are.
Why can't Yu Yu's stick be swept on the saint's family?
...
The closer you get to the Spirit Mountain Holy Land, in addition to the more ghosts, the more likely it is to be turned into ghosts.
Of course, this is just He Xinyin's irresponsible personal insight.
Far away in Teng County, a dilapidated thatched hut, the only wall foundation that was compacted with yellow mud, cracked a centipede-like gap, revealing the inner layer of adobe mixed with wheat straw, and radish skewers in a string, hanging under the eaves to dry.
He Xinyin sat on the edge of the street without any image.
"...That autumn, my grandfather stomped the ants in charge of the master and arrested him to be a householder, until my generation."
A thin man was talking to He Xinyin about his past as a slave, and his expression gradually relaxed from the initial fear.
The so-called households refer to the general term for temple households, forest households, and tenants.
Once they enter the household, their descendants will never be allowed to leave their homes. In fact, they are serfs from the Confucius Mansion.
The exploitation of tenants by other large households outside of tax payment is about 30% to 40%, while the exploitation of households by the Confucius House can reach 50% to 60%.
He Xinyin was used to the miserable incident along the way, and did not say too much: "Is there any post?"
Strictly speaking, He Xinyin is now just a big soldier responsible for clearing households.
It was his duty to visit the yellow book from house to house.
The man shook his head.
He Xinyin nodded, wrote the word "yinhu" on the roster, and then wrote the man's name "Song Zhirong" - Chimin also has a name and surname.
After registering, He Xinyin did not leave immediately, but instead started to talk: "Men of the Song family, how did you break your right hand?"
Faced with some privacy questions, the man hesitated for a moment.
Until he clenched his clothes, he stomped his feet suddenly: "I heard about such a reputation as such a young man. Since I asked me about it, I will give it all to you!"
He spitted several feet away into the yard: "It must be a little ten years ago. The man in Kong's house, who was strapped, led the yamen to divide the wheat. He couldn't tell the difference, and forced himself to put the wheat straw piles into the vegetable bed next door of Chen Kai's house."
"Chen Kai's mother tiptoed to reason, and asked the old dog to shave her ears."
"I really couldn't stand it, so I stepped forward and stopped it, and I was scrambled. I was anxious and swung the shoulder pole and smashed him."
"The county magistrate arrested me and was in a jail. It was dark and I don't know who interrupted my hand."
"If it weren't for the forty-odd households in the village who gathered to say something, I would have scared the county, and I would have been in prison."
Since He Xinyin started to follow Shen Li and Qing’s house, the frost on his head has become even heavier.
The reason why these tenants were beaten to death and disabled is at least five points.
He Xinyin asked as he followed the words: "You gathered to make trouble, will the Kong family not deal with you?"
Song Zhirong slapped his chest with one hand: "That's a lot of dealing with it, it can't resist the many of us!"
He suddenly got up and got into the room.
When I came out again, I held a yellowed note in my hand.
"When the villagers come to the shops in the mansion, they say that they are always good people in the world, and I will show you something good."
He Xinyin was curious to take the note.
I saw a short line of words written on it.
Relatives and friends in Xiguan know that all the owners of the factory land in Xiao Yongxiang’s tea shop were in the 1980s. The 1980s were in the morning of the 23rd.
He Xinyin was not surprised by the tenant's typo, but looked at Song Zhirong in surprise: "You are in a series of tax resistance?"
Song Zhirong nodded proudly: "In August last year, we resisted the rent of more than 200 taels of silver."
"The Confucius Mansion called out the minions and went to the gate officials to force the rent."
"We ignored them, so we wanted to warn us, and arrested Xuan Baoxin and questioned him."
"Yang Wanbian and the others came to call me immediately, brought sixty people up, stuck the front and back doors, tied up all the minions, and took them to the center of the store."
"The Tunguan was so scared that his face was pale as if he had been dead for seven days. He was trembling and begging for mercy, saying that he would not dare to come again to force the rent."
Song Zhirong was so excited that he stood up and reappeared in the yard.
"We burned the rental book on the spot, and I was so majestic..."
He stepped on the threshold with one foot, pressed his knee with one hand, pointed at He Xinyin with both fingers, leaned forward, full of courage: "I'll kill you when I come again!"
He Xinyin was pointed at by the down-and-out tenant in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned.
Walk down the fields.
The impact it brought to him was even greater than the ten years of lectures.
The big family knocks on bones and sucks marrow.
The government helps evildoers
The Chimin suffered miserable misery.
Sometimes, people may be angry and fight.
What a magnificent epic!
He Xinyin has not been in the folk, but his starting point is too high. People who come and go, either living gods like Lan Daoxing or Geng Dingxiang, even since founding the Four Sects, have been prominent scholars and have hardly seen the red people in the mud.
This is the first time I have truly felt it from this perspective.
It’s no wonder that the emperor looked down on him. The previous four sects were indeed far behind.
I shouted slogans myself, and never really thought of starting from reality and changing all this - in terms of theory, I am a psychologist who lacks "reality".
How to change the hardships of the Red people is a difficult problem that has lasted for thousands of years.
But since he volunteered to become a saint, why can't he come up with it?
He Xinyin reviewed everything he saw and heard in a daze.
Hopefully, the wise ruler?
He Xinyin shook his head.
This idea was scolded by the emperor and he had seen through it after several months of thought.
This is not a question of whether the emperor is wise or not.
Even if a wise king is alive, the people will inevitably be bullied.
To borrow the emperor's words, this is an inevitable structural contradiction. Do the tyrants like to be shaken by corruption? There is nothing we can do about it.
The top-down road is a question that the emperor needs to think about.
I am deeply trusted by the Chi people, so I should naturally think of a bottom-up path.
Equalize the fields?
He Xinyin quickly rejected this idea again.
The land will also be concentrated in various forms as the property flows. After several days of equalizing the land, it will be like this, and it will be useless and useless.
Even if you see further.
Landlords are able to exploit the people because they serve as a bridge to communicate with the treasury and farmers, either to take charge of litigation, or to do their best in land taxes and labor.
It is easy to destroy landlords, but without landlords, there will be other forms - without landlord exploitation, and officials will eat more and occupy more.
Unless the central tax collection can be accurate to the individual, this bridge will always lie between heaven and earth.
What if it does?
He Xinyin was thinking about things in a daze, and stood up and walked out without realizing it.
The disciples waiting outside the gate rushed forward.
"gentlemen."
"teacher."
"Fushan Gong!"
He Xinyin came to his senses and suddenly realized that he had already walked out.
He turned around and bowed to the direction of the tenant to express his farewell.
A group of students followed suit and bowed—of course, this was pretending, but "rituals were given to common people" was the dogma that He Xinyin now adhered to.
At this time, a student stepped forward: "Sir, just now, the students including Li Fu, Han Huan, Zuo Guangji, etc., sent people to find Mr. "
He Xinyin was over 60 years old, and his back was still as straight as a green bamboo. He was not surprised when he heard this: "Do you want to accuse me of slandering the family of saints again?"
Since the book was published, there have been constant debates or scoldings from all kinds of people.
The student nodded and shook his head again: "Some students have never explained their purpose."
"It's Li Fu, Ming said that Mr. Wang counted the crimes of the Kong family for a few major mistakes, but it was not conducive to the unity of the Confucians. He wanted to meet with Mr. Wang for a debate."
He Xinyin sighed.
The Kong family is simply a hornet's nest, and some scholars have more slaves than the serfs in the Confucius Mansion.
To be honest, he exposed the crimes of the Kong family. He ignored his affirmation of Confucius himself and shouted at him and shouted to kill him.
Sure enough, there are the most Confucian scholars in the world who do not recite Confucian scriptures!
"I'll push it. I'm going to Qufu County tomorrow, and there are some things that need to be thought about."
A group of disciples looked at each other.
"Sir, Qufu is a bit messy now, Shenbutang has just sent someone to come here and ask you not to go there first."
Some students opened their mouths to block them.
He Xinyin was stunned: "What happened?"
The students were careful: "It was said that they were protesting against Qingzhang and the people of the Red People."
Chapter completed!