Wang Laoer sat in Xianyang and dispersed his troops throughout Guanzhong.
"General, the Xinfeng Chiang family asked someone to plead for mercy."
The accompanying civil servants found Mr. Wang who was eating dried meat in the lobby. "The Jiang family has said that their family is related to Mr. Luo's family. Please let the Jiang family go."
Wang Laoer chewed the dried meat, his well-developed chewing muscles bulged, and he looked particularly ferocious.
He swallowed the dried meat and stared, "Luo Cai?"
"yes!"
The official nodded, thinking that only this general dared to call Luo Cai by his name so boldly.
Nowadays, Liu Qing and Luo Cai have high positions and are the bosses who lead the court. When it comes to the two of them, they must either have a title or an official position, and lastly, you must also have a duke.
Wang Laoer took out a piece of dried meat and asked slowly: "Do you think this country belongs to His Majesty or to Luo Cai?"
The official was startled and said, "Of course it belongs to His Majesty.
"The country belongs to Your Majesty, but whose taxes belong to you?"
"Your Majesty said that taxes...are your Majesty's." The officials became more and more afraid that this man would say something shocking.
"Since it is His Majesty's tax, let alone Luo Cai's relatives, even Luo Cai's Aye must pay taxes!"
Wang Laoer patted the table and said, "Whoever digs your Majesty's corner, I will dig his head. Spread this word!"
"yes!"
You don’t have to believe what others say, but you must believe what Wang Laoer says.
People everywhere were frightened by the news, but the cleanup speed was unexpectedly much faster.
Carloads of money and grain were being hauled to the household department in Chang'an, and behind them the powerful families were wailing.
"Hunjun!"
"The Tang Dynasty is over!"
"This foolish king will die a happy death!"
Two plainclothes guards were squatting in a certain restaurant, listening to a group of house owners in the next room yelling and cursing the emperor.
"How about arresting me?"
"That's all, Concubine Li has said it, and your Majesty has said it. I won't lose a piece of flesh if I get scolded. I'll scold them. At least, most of the people in the world are praising me, that's enough!"
The whole Guanzhong was boiling again.
"Those who are foreigners have nothing to do at the moment, and there are not so many people to work for, so they can only immigrate to the Southern Zhou Dynasty and the north. But many people are unwilling to leave their hometowns. There are many such people in Chang'an City, and they are eagerly waiting for the emperor to do something for them.
They find a way out.
Chen Hua stayed at the Yang family and gave advice to Prime Minister Yang Xin.
"This time, that evil bastard once again attacked the great clans in Guanzhong, and I don't know how many of them dared to resist.
Yang Xinxiang shook his head, "The heads that were killed last time were rolling in. Now, I'm afraid no one dares to move. "Lang Jun."
The steward came in with a pale face.
"Needless to say." Yang Xinxiang said calmly: "In the end, it's my turn to wait for the clan. Give them the amount of supplementary payment!"
Chen Hua praised: "Mr. Yang is magnanimous."
But Yang Xinxiang shook his head and said: "Although the Yang family is not short of money and food, it will still hurt their muscles and bones. Moreover, those fields are left there, and there is no output every year, and they have become a burden...
Chen Hua's body was shaken.
"not good!"
"You just thought of that?" Yang Xinxiang shook his head, "The Yang family can sustain it, but 99% of the powerful families in Guanzhong cannot. Their only way is to sell their fields to get money for business.
"Those foreign slaves were waiting for the emperor's arrangements in Chang'an, but the emperor ignored them. This is what he has been waiting for!" Chen Hua looked pale.
"You are smart, but compared to that scoundrel, you still lack a lot of experience." Yang Xinxiang said calmly.
Chen Hua carefully recalled the emperor's series of methods.
"He first forced slaves from all over the country to repatriate, eliminating the possibility of the rich and powerful families to rebel. Then he watched calmly as those families shelved their crops. Yes! You can do whatever you like with your own fields. But once you pay the taxes,
Putting those people in a financial quandary..."
The aristocratic family has accumulated a lot, but many accumulations cannot be converted into money and food for a while.
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"The fields have become useless and are useless. The only way is to sell the fields. And with so many fields sold together, how low will the land price in Guanzhong be depressed?"
Yang Xinxiang's ability to take charge of the Yang family relies on more than blood.
"Those slaves... don't have any money either!" Chen Hua said.
"You forgot one thing." Yang Xinxiang said: "I just thought of this." He smiled bitterly: "When that scoundrel was in northern Xinjiang, he would lend money to farmers who had no money to buy seeds every spring, and
, it is interest-free. It will only be returned after harvesting. What did you think of?"
"He...he will lend money to farmers who have left the country to buy land!"
Many powerful people have thought of this.
But they had no choice but to hang out the fields.
After breakfast that day, the emperor took Liu Qing and others to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Cao Ying was so slow that she just brought people out to greet him. The emperor waved his hand and said, "Business about your business!" Cao Ying turned around and asked everyone to disperse, and she stayed with the emperor.
"How was the harvest?" asked the emperor.
Cao Ying pointed to her old face, "People in the household department said that my face has been glowing recently, as if I had taken too many rejuvenation pills. It was a great supplement! The same is true for this household department. I almost bleed from all my orifices recently!" Old Cao felt a little bit.
The words are incoherent, which shows that the harvest this time is huge.
"The wealth of the world is in Guanzhong, and the wealth of Guanzhong is in the powerful families. This time I have received twenty years of taxation. Your Majesty, where do you want to attack?"
Cao Ying said very grandly: "I guarantee that there will be no shortage of money and food!"
"It seems that Tobe is in trouble!"
The emperor smiled and said: "There is something for you to do here."
"Your Majesty orders."
If Yi Niang sees Cao Ying's current appearance, she will definitely say that she saw a ghost, as if Lao Cao has changed.
Everyone will not be willing to change themselves, only under pressure.
Cao Ying was thrown into the Ministry of Household Affairs by the emperor. It seemed that he was being reused, but everyone knew that if it weren't for his shortcomings back then, he would definitely be one of the two prime ministers.
But Cao Ying is not too old.
In the future, there will be opportunities to pay homage to the Prime Minister.
This is what drives him to make changes.
The emperor was happy to see this happen.
"Recently, land is being sold everywhere in Guanzhong, and the money is quite large. Many people want to take action..." The emperor's eyes were deep, "Especially some new rich people, and those who are rich."
The word "upstart" shocked Cao Ying.
The so-called nouveau riche refer to those officials who started their careers with the emperor.
"When you have fame and fortune, you want to have land. With land, you can pass on your family and expand your family business." The emperor said coldly: "Many years later, there is another group of powerful people. What are they thinking? Thinking about me later.
No emperor would dare to be so tough on a powerful family?"
Cao Ying nodded, "Your Majesty, people are becoming more and more popular, who doesn't want to be the second Yang family of Yingchuan!" "A thousand-year-old family!" The emperor said sarcastically: "I said before that there will never be this kind of family in the future. Look,
Come on, those people just turned a deaf ear."
Someone is going to be in trouble.
Cao Ying thought for a while, and probably 30% of the people in the Northern Xinjiang group were crazy about buying land.
In my name, all those fields have been collected." The emperor ordered: "It doesn't matter if there are people who are fighting for it, just give it to them.
But who dares to argue with you!
Cao Ying immediately asked someone to handle the matter.
Land transactions are handled by middlemen, who are the mediators that bridge the gap between the two parties. They list the location, quantity, quality, and price of the fields in the East and West markets, waiting for buyers to bargain.
After the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the fields in Guanzhong became a hot commodity. The royal family took a lot of it themselves, rewarded many meritorious officials, and the new nobles took action to mop up a lot of it.
After hundreds of years of development, there is no longer an inch of land in Guanzhong. In other words, you can’t find any land if you want to buy it.
This is called price but no market.
But now a large number of fields have been put up for sale, and the prices are extremely low.
The rich people in Guanzhong swarmed around
They came from all over the country at high speed, and the military horses that conveyed the news were all dragged behind them.
Early in the morning, hundreds of people gathered outside the market.
As soon as the gate opened, these people went straight to the area where the fields were bought and sold.
As soon as the middlemen took their positions, they were surrounded.
"I want these."
"I want this thousand acres of land.
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What is the purpose of a businessman?
Maximize profits.
Seeing so many people coming, the middle-aged people were secretly happy, and immediately assumed the attitude of a seller's market.
"The highest bidder wins!"
Those people raised their hands and raised the price.
"Ahem!"
Someone outside had a dry cough and said, "Make way!"
"Don't squeeze!"
"Make way!"
More than ten big men cleared the way and protected a man to the front.
"I'll give you 20,000 yuan!"
A rich man with a big belly shouted, raising his fat hand, which was wearing several rings inlaid with precious stones.
"Twenty thousand dollars!"
This price is a bit high!
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
The man looked at everyone with a stern look, "Who else wants to bid?"
"Ahem!"
Someone coughed next to me, "I."
"You? How much can you pay?" the rich man sneered, "I have one more money than you!"
This is using money to pressure people.
It also carries a bit of humiliation.
The visitor looked to be in his thirties, and
"It's a foreigner!"
The rich man was happy, "Are you here to make fun of me?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Everyone laughed, but a few rich people didn't laugh. Not only did they not laugh,
, and looked ugly. "Uda?"
The visitor was delighted, "Who knows me?"
"Who is Ouda?" asked the rich man.
The wealthy men took a deep breath, and one of them handed over his hand, "May I ask how much land Commander Wu wants to buy?"
Wu Da looked at the brands and said, "They all have them!"
Those people smiled bitterly and handed over their hands.
"So, we who don't know are not guilty?"
Uda nodded, "If you bought it, return it!"
"yes!"
Several people seemed to have received amnesty.
The rich man felt something was wrong, and when he noticed that the middle-class people who were whispering looked at Uda with awe in their eyes, they panicked.
"The noble one is..."
The rich man tried.
Uda said: "We... bah! How could we learn such a tone from those stupid guys? I work in the palace."
"In the Palace"
"Yes, in the palace."
Uda pointed to the signs and said, "I want all of these. Who objects?"
In July of the first year of Yongde, the emperor took action and swept the farmland market.
Immediately, it was sold to farmers who had left the country at the lowest price and interest-free loans were provided.
The farmers were grateful and kowtowed outside the imperial city, shouting "Long live His Majesty."
The emperor stood on the palace wall and said: "I am boiling frogs in warm water, and now it seems that this pot is almost cooked.