In the days after returning home from Fucheng, Fang Yingwu was really annoyed, and he was extremely annoyed.
The pain of being harassed by eighteen matchmakers every day was definitely no less painful than Gao Chong picking up eleven pulleys in a row. Fang Yingwu couldn't understand how these old women had the physical strength to cross the ten-mile mountain road.
He had heard from Mr. Hong and Xiang, who also took the Jinke Provincial Examination, that his father seemed to have been spotted by the young lady from Wang Zhongcheng's family in Nanjing. This was probably the reason why the news did not spread locally, so there was
A group of people stared at his father.
A Jieyuan may not achieve much in the officialdom, but he is definitely a well-known figure in his hometown. How can he not be favored by others? After all, the country is a rural society, and the power of self-government in various places lies in the hands of the local gentry.
But from another perspective, Hong and Xiang can be considered gentlemen and worthy of dating because they don't have the habit of gossiping about others. Otherwise, I'm afraid the scandal between their father and Miss Wang would have been flying all over the sky.
After careful consideration, Fang Yingwu did not let out the scandal about his father. Otherwise, when others became desperate and their target completely shifted to him, it would probably cause ten times more worries.
It's better to use his father to whet other people's appetites first. Fads always come in waves. After this trend passes, he can still relax more or less.
On October 23rd, no one finally came to harass him, and Fang Yingwu breathed a sigh of relief. After dinner with Sister Lan, he was about to add fragrance to his red sleeves and turn up the light to read at night - it's such a pity that today
Tongsheng can finally afford to light an oil lamp, and it is a very bright and high-end lamp!
But I heard someone calling outside the door: "Is my husband at home?" The voice belonged to Fang Fengshi, the head of Huaxi Village Three. Fang Yingwu stood up and stood at the door of the house, calling him in.
After entering the house, Fang Yingwu found by the light that the Chief A clan uncle had a frown on his face, as if he had something difficult to do.
But it is said that in April and May of the first half of the year, Fang Fengshi, with the help of Fang Yingwu, overthrew the former li Chang Cheng Kaitai, who had dominated Huaxi for many years, and became the new li leader. Everyone in Huaxi area respected him as "Boss A" when they met him.
The wheel of history is rolling forward and officially entering a new era.
Therefore, in Fang Yingwu's impression, every time he sees the new General Manager, he will feel his inner pride. Of course, General Manager Fang is self-aware and does not put on airs in front of Fang Yingwu.
But Fang Yingwu found it strange that Mr. Fang looked so worried today.
"Alas!" Mr. Fang sighed before he spoke, and then said bitterly: "Collection of autumn grain starts in October. This task is simply not done by humans!"
The levying of grain taxes by the state is unprecedentedly complex. Each county has different regulations, and there are hundreds of tax and grain sections in a small county. What is official land and private land tax-free, farmland for cultivation, and what is the upper field, middle field and lower field?
, each one has its own algorithm for going up to one household, and for each one to do so. Of course, this has nothing to do with the current situation.
All in all, the three villages in Huaxi have a total of 1,065 acres of land. Excluding the 140 acres in the name of Fang Yingwu and his son, the rest is 925 acres. The total land tax for autumn grain is 37 shi.
, the additional consumption is calculated as doubled, for a total of seventy-four stones of rice grain.
Autumn grain collection is all the responsibility of the grain chief, with the cooperation of the district chief. However, this year, the former grain chief Wang Dewang went to Hangzhou to do business, and no one was available for this service, so it was all the responsibility of the new district chief.
After a few months of being proud of the spring breeze, Mr. Fang was finally in trouble. The tax was very clear, but it was too difficult to coordinate how to allocate the additional consumption.
"The folks from Shanghuaxi told me that my tribe has been bullied in the past. This year I was supported by the folks and became the head of the village. Shouldn't I take care of my relatives and compensate them? Then I can't open my mouth, and my tribe will bear the burden."
, you will definitely be scolded, eaten inside and out, and poked in the back.
The Wang family in Zhonghuaxi used to be taken care of by the big family Wang, but this year they refused to change things and insisted on handling things as in previous years. Among them, your cheap old father-in-law Wang Dongheng screamed the most vigorously, and I didn’t dare to touch him. It’s really
No choice!
The Cheng family in Xiahuaxi was already very resentful because they had to shoulder all the labor today. Several elders from the Cheng family made it clear that they should not blame Xiahuaxi Village for the increased consumption of autumn grain today. If the Cheng family still bears the increased consumption, I'm afraid
I really want to rise up and rebel."
"What will happen if the tax is not collected? Will the county government impose sanctions according to the regulations?" Fang Yingwu asked academically, touching his chin with his hand.
"It is a rule in this county to double the consumption, and it must be guaranteed. If the full amount of autumn grain cannot be collected and sent to the county warehouse, I will be slapped by the county government. I will compare it every half month, and I will be beaten once if I don't collect enough.
If you still don’t collect enough in three months, I will be fettered outside the county government office for three days.”
It turns out that this is the case, and Fang Yingwu's obsession with details has been satisfied. In the eyes of the county government, it generally does not care about the specific situation of each villager, and everything is managed by the village chief and grain chief.
Poor Mr. Fang is the stand-in for all the villagers in Huaxi at this time. If the autumn grain is not available, he will bear the burden for all the villagers.
After complaining, Fang Fengshi looked at Fang Yingwu with hope, expecting Fang Yingwu to give him an idea.
Fang Yingwu said with emotion: "I used to wonder why Cheng Kaitai became more and more domineering when he was growing up. Did he really not understand the principle of being kind to his neighbors?
Now I gradually understand that if the boss is not powerful and overbearing, it will be difficult to control others. If he cannot control others, he will suffer the consequences, and the government will not care about his difficulties. Therefore, it is understandable that Cheng Kaitai became a bully.
."
Fang Fengshi was stunned for a moment, and after careful consideration, it actually made some sense. The young husband was indeed a scholar, and he looked at problems more profoundly than a mud-legged person like him. However, the reason could not save the situation, so Fang Fengshi couldn't help but ask directly: "What do you think?
Okay? You can’t just watch your uncle being slapped by the county government, right?"
Fang Yingwu made a sincere suggestion, "How about... don't think you are the boss? You will be light-hearted if you don't have a job."
Fang Fengshi seemed to be about to be raped. He jumped up and hunched his shoulders and said in horror: "How can this happen? How can this happen? My little husband, you are so smart. They say you are descended from the stars. Don't you have any ideas?"
Fang Yingwu shook his head and said: "You still can't see through it. Everyone has a stake in it. Let others be willing to pay more. If you can't do it, I can't do it either."
Fang Yingwu said a few words, but Fang opened his mouth every now and then and said nothing more. He stood up and left helplessly.
After seeing off Fang Fengshi, Sister Lan asked Fang Yingwu while chatting: "Can't you see it? Mr. Fang wants to ask you to go to the county to negotiate and reduce Huaxi's increased consumption of autumn grain this year.
It will save him the trouble of collecting food."
Fang Yingwu sighed: "Of course I can see it, but I can't do it. Although the increase in consumption is not a formal item in name, it has been a common practice for many years. It is almost the same as a formal item in the government. In fact, it is also part of the tax.
But it's just more flexible.
Since it is a national tax, tax collection is the power of the court and officials, and there is a balance line between it and the privileges of the gentry. Although it is nothing more than a favor, everything must be done in a certain degree.
Families like my Fang family have already been exempted from all taxes and grains due to their fame. If we still want to exempt and exempt the entire village from taxes and grains, that would be a bit excessive. If the balance is disturbed, it will inevitably cause a backlash.
If we go and talk about things today, who will go tomorrow, who will not have some face? Are we going to have to exempt and exempt taxes and grains? If this continues, the country will be ruined!"
"What's more, I don't have any honors now. I'm just a mere child. What qualifications do I have to interfere in the government affairs of this county? If I bother the county magistrate because of this issue of not doing my own business, I will probably be regarded as a meddlesome person who doesn't know the heights of the world. The result is just
Can be counterproductive.
If it arouses the resentment of the county magistrate, then the gain outweighs the loss. After all, even if you become a scholar in the future, you will still have to live in the county school.
More importantly, bothering the magistrate for such a trivial matter is simply a waste of favors and opportunities, and no smart person would do such a thing."
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I have no time to type during the day due to work today, and I don’t have time to think carefully when I get home at night, so I will post one chapter first.
