"Mr. Wan Liu, is the Qing court trying to encircle the land?" Zhu Yiyuan asked in surprise.
Song Jicheng sighed repeatedly and couldn't help but laugh: "Indeed, I planned to talk about it in detail after entering the city. I didn't expect that Zhu Zhixian said it in advance."
Zhu Yiyuan rolled his eyes and suddenly understood the reason why everyone in Xintai was rushing to join him.
It seems a bit too late to discuss this matter before entering the city.
"Zhizhi County, as well as all the wise men and fellow villagers, our troops have eliminated the servants of the Kong family who came from Yanzhou, and solved a serious problem for everyone. It's just under the city, where we can talk. What's next?
What should I do? It’s best to come up with a charter as soon as possible.”
The county magistrate Zhu Guang was startled. He was an old Jianghu. He had nominally surrendered to Dashun and secretly contacted the Hongguang court to get support. However, the Qing court came to appease him, but Hongguang's reinforcements did not arrive, so he had no choice but to surrender.
To be able to save one's life in such a turbulent situation must be something wise.
"Master Zhu, this is a battlefield, not a place to talk. It's better to go to the city and go to the county government office!"
Zhu Guangcheng invited him sincerely, but Zhu Yiyuan shook his head vigorously, looked around, found a clean place and sat down.
"Right here, in front of the soldiers and the people, speak openly and clearly." Zhu Yiyuan was categorical and unwavering.
Song Lian thought to himself, and realized that Zhu Yiyuan's skill could at least show two things... Being invited into the city meant that he had the status of host and guest, and a strong dragon could not overwhelm a local snake. And the second point was that once he entered the county government office
, that is, talking to the officials and gentry behind closed doors, while shutting out the common people.
Obviously, this is not in Zhu Yiyuan's interests
A small negotiation place was full of mysteries. After all, my father was too much of a scholar.
Seeing this scene, the magistrate Zhu Guang and others had no choice but to agree, and they gathered around one after another.
Zhu Yiyuan looked around and suddenly smiled at a militia man outside the crowd and said, "Please come here."
The man didn't react and stood blankly outside the crowd.
Zhu Yiyuan stood up, separated from the crowd, walked up to him, and said with a smile: "I remember your name is Yu Dayou, and you are the villager who came to help this time. Stand inside and hear clearly. If you have any questions, just ask me directly.
"
Yu Dayou was even more surprised. There were all squires and magistrates here. How could he get in with his weak legs? Listening outside, it was already too much. Didn't you see that other villagers were hiding far away!
Zhu Yiyuan ignored him and directly dragged Yu Dayou in and asked him to sit next to him. Then he said: "Zhixian Zhu, you can speak now."
The big gentry, officials and wealthy businessmen present all looked a little embarrassed, but they had no choice but to make the decision made by Zhu Yiyuan.
Zhu Guang felt the difficulty of the young man in front of him and could only say truthfully: "Since last year, the Qing government has been staking out land within three hundred miles of the capital, and later expanded it to five hundred miles. This year, even Shandong
They are not immune and have reached as far as Xuzhou."
The so-called horse racing means that a nobleman from the Eight Banners has taken a fancy to which piece of land is good, and rides a horse around it, and then it belongs to him.
If it is extremely insulting to say that shaving one's hair makes it easier to dress, then it is extremely harmful to race and enclose one's land.
This thing is much more powerful than the annexation of the Ming Dynasty. The nobles of the Eight Banners specially selected fertile land and directly declared it to be his, and then sent their own servants to act as village heads. As for the original landlord... I have taken away your land.
Do you still want me to take your head?
Get out of here!
Only those who are completely shameless, join the nobles of the Qing court and serve as grandsons, may be qualified to manage the manor. Even so, the boss must be given to the master.
His identity suddenly changed from landlord to slave...
You asked me to shave my head and change my clothes, and I endured it. You robbed my property and made my status plummet. How could I endure it?
There are so many gentry and government officials, all of them have property more or less.
Once the Qing Dynasty encircled Xintai, they would either become refugees or slaves... No wonder they were willing to help Zhu Yiyuan to destroy this group of servants of the Kong family and the twenty Eight Banners soldiers.
After Zhu Yiyuan listened, he suddenly laughed and said: "Zhi County, I understand the matter of horse racing and enclosure. But I want to ask you, if the Eight Banner nobles have occupied the land, they can't farm it themselves? They also need tenants, right?"
"
Zhu Guang was stunned for a moment, "Master Zhu, please forgive me for being stupid, I don't understand what you mean?"
"What I mean is very simple. In fact, the real damage done to the interests of the gentry and landlords is by enclosing land. As for the ordinary tenant farmers, the burden is already very heavy. It is just an extra burden, right?"
At this time, a gentry couldn't help but stood up and said, "Master Zhu, you must not say that. The Qing court was cruel and committed all kinds of evil. When these dozens of Tatars arrived in Xintai, they were forced to give them women. If they settled in
, every household will suffer and disaster will happen, and no one will be spared."
With a smile on his face, Zhu Yiyuan suddenly turned to look at Yu Dayou and said with a smile: "Can you tell me?"
Yu Dayou opened his mouth wide, what did he say?
He doesn't know anything about horse racing and staking land.
Zhu Yiyuan encouraged: "It doesn't matter, just tell me why you are willing to support me and why you are willing to lead the villagers to help me fight."
"Didn't you divide the fields?" Yu Dayou blurted out, "We have all heard that you divided the fields for the villagers in Laiwu and exempted them from the land tax. The villagers all praised Mr. Zhu for his benevolence and righteousness."
Zhu Yiyuan smiled and said: "Thanks to the praise of the villagers, I will definitely speak for the villagers." Then Zhu Yiyuan faced Zhu Guang and the other gentry and businessmen and said loudly: "Did you hear clearly? What are the thoughts of the villagers and you?
It's different. They need land to the tiller. You don't want to become a slave of the Qing court, and you don't want to lose all your family property... My meaning is very clear. The land must be divided, five acres per person, and each family.
The upper limit is twenty acres, and everyone in Xintai, regardless of tenants, workers, or soldiers, has a share."
Hearing this, almost all the gentry changed their expressions. It is okay to divide the fields, but at least give them some preferential treatment and don't let them lose so much?
Some people looked at Zhu Guang, and some looked at Song Jicheng, hoping that they would come forward and give a few words of advice.
But Zhu Yiyuan did not wait for others to speak, and said directly: "There is no room for negotiation on the land. Come and help me, gentlemen, and your free money can be kept. Furthermore, if you set up a business, workshop, or shop, I will provide support according to the situation. Business.
In terms of tax, you still have to collect it, but you can be exempt from tax for three years."
When Zhu Yiyuan said this, he couldn't help but stand up and said loudly: "This is my arrangement. If you agree, I will enter the city. If you are not willing..."
Zhu Yiyuan paused and said with a smile: "You guys should look back."
When Zhu Guang, officials, and many gentry and merchants turned around, their expressions suddenly changed. It turned out that outside, it was already dark and a large circle of people had gathered around them.
It is worth mentioning that the soldiers who originally guarded Xintai, the servants in the government office, and many homeless people were all standing outside.
Their eyes looked at Zhu Yiyuan together, with excitement, admiration, and gratitude...
Zhu Yiyuan smiled and said: "If you don't agree, I will definitely ask all the villagers to help me win Xintai. By then, even the real estate and floating wealth will be equally divided!"
Zhu Yiyuan took two steps forward and said to the people: "Do you agree with what I say?"
The next second, Yu Dayou suddenly stood up, raised his arms and shouted, "Agree! Agree!"
"We all listen to Mr. Zhu!"
"If you don't agree, fight in!"
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The sound of the roaring mountains and the tsunami made all the gentry and officials present change their expressions. Some even had their legs trembling and broke into cold sweat. This scene was a hundred times more terrifying than facing those Eight Banners soldiers.
Zhu Yiyuan turned around, looked at Zhu Guang, and said with a smile: "Zhixian Zhu, what do you think? Do you want to comply with the big guy's wishes?"
What else could Zhu Guang say, he could only look around, then lowered his head and said: "We all listen to Mr. Zhu." This chapter has been completed!