With the support and support of these officials, the new policy of dividing every citizen into an equal share was quickly implemented with great vigor.
As soon as the official announcement came out, the entire Datong City, whether rich or poor, was not calm.
"You all have listened carefully. Starting from next year, Datong will no longer charge a population tax. Other excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, whether by the government or landlords, will no longer be levied."
"From now on, only the land tax and the additional tax will be collected. In other words, no matter how many people there are in your family, it will only be levied based on the number of acres allocated to your family."
At the announcement place, a patrol leader stood on the table and shouted loudly, for fear that the people watching would not know.
"My lord, is this true? There will be no more capitation tax in the future?"
A middle-aged rough man asked timidly.
"That's right, His Majesty the Emperor will not collect the capitation tax from now on."
"More than that, you will no longer work as tenants for those big companies."
"Your Majesty will redistribute the land to you. These allocated lands are all yours. Neither the officials nor the landlords can take them away."
"From now on, you will be self-cultivated farmers. You will farm your own land and support yourself. You will no longer have to beg others."
Hearing these words of affirmation, the rough man burst into tears. This was a great thing.
Other onlookers also shouted that the emperor was wise and were very excited.
"Long live Lord Tianqi."
"Master Tianqi is a good emperor."
I don't know who shouted this in the crowd, which immediately caused the already extremely excited people to start shouting.
Some people are happy and some are worried. For those poor people who only have one life left, they naturally fully support this new policy that only affects every family.
But for those families with property, it is undoubtedly a disaster.
It took decades or even hundreds of years for their ancestors to build their current family property, but now it will all be taken away by the government.
How could they be willing to do so? How could they give in just because of a paper notice from the government?
Stealing people's money is like killing their parents, not to mention that this is no longer a little money, but the foundation of their lives as wealthy landowners.
This is their foundation, the foundation that can continue from generation to generation and make their descendants rich and prosperous.
If they didn't have land and property, how could they still be as carefree as they are now? Would they still be superior to others? Obviously that's impossible.
"Dad, since the emperor is cruel and unkind, there is no need for us to be polite."
In a four-story house, a young man wailed to a middle-aged man with a sad face and sighs.
Hearing his son's words, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, but in just a few breaths, he seemed to have thought of something and said to his hot-tempered son.
"What do you want? Are you going to rob and kill the emperor like Yang Hong, or are you going to rebel?"
After being questioned by his father, the angry young man regained some sense.
This kind of thing is obviously unrealistic and has no possibility of success. What is the difference between doing this and seeking death?
"Are we just sitting at home waiting for the government officials to come?"
"Dad, there are so many wealthy landowners in Datong, will they be willing to do so?"
"Why not join forces with them to oppose and boycott this new policy that spreads the country's influence over the country?"
"As far as I know, the emperor has not communicated with the officials in the capital about this matter. Why not go to the capital to cause trouble?"
"There are no officials who are not greedy. Besides, they are much richer than us. They will definitely be the first to object to the emperor's plan for officials and gentry to pay grain and seize land."
"We only need to push the flames from behind, and we can sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."
His son's analysis is indeed reasonable. For such a big matter, the emperor directly bypassed the court and issued the decree to the grassroots, which was not in line with the rules and etiquette.
Those officials are not good people either. If they know this, they will definitely make trouble.
But when he thought of the current emperor's methods, he couldn't help but become afraid.
"We can't come forward in this matter. We have to find a scapegoat. Go talk to some people in the south of the city that you can talk to and see how they react."
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Daiwang Palace, Jiaotai Palace.
The bodyguard Mr. Bai who had just killed Li Huamin in anger was now kneeling in front of Zhu Youxiao.
Ma Xianglin stood aside, his eyes full of worry.
This man was his old subordinate. He was originally a soldier of the Baigan Army and a servant of his Ma family.
He joined the army at a young age like himself. Although his status was different, he still had deep feelings for her. He never expected that he would make such a big mistake today.
That was a dignified seventh-grade official appointed by the imperial court. According to Ming law, killing an official is tantamount to rebellion and is an unpardonable crime.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty. Please, Your Majesty, behead me."
Zhu Youxiao didn't reply. He sat on the steps and looked at him coldly, which made him feel scared.
Ma Xianglin could clearly see beads of sweat on his forehead. He didn't know whether it was from the heat or from fear.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Youxiao, who had been silent, finally spoke:
"You have become more capable. I am usually too kind to you. Even the imperial officials will cut you off immediately."
"That bitch insulted and cursed Your Majesty. I really couldn't stand it. I lost my mind and couldn't control myself. I am guilty."
Although he knew his loyalty, he did not look down on the literati and officials of this era, but the law was the law, the rules were the rules, and they must not be broken.
Arrogant soldiers and strong generals are more hateful and difficult to control than civilized officials.
"You and I have been together for two years. You have cut down the grasslands, conquered the southwest, and suppressed the rebellion. You have made military achievements. If you die on the guillotine like this, it will be a loss. You have also wasted your bravery."
"Go and become a cavalryman under Cao Wenzhao. I want to hear about your brave death in battle this time."
"I will not treat your family badly. Your military exploits will still be recorded in the military merit book for you."
He also knew that his sin was unforgivable and that he was bound to die, but the emperor gave him another spectacular way to die, which did not disgrace him from serving in the army for so many years.
He himself also understood that this was the best ending for him.
"Thank you Lord for your kindness, I will never let you down."
After he exited, Ma Xianglin suddenly fell to his knees and said to Zhu Youxiao:
"I have not been strict with you, please punish me."
"You go and say hello to Cao Wenzhao. I don't want anything to happen that will make people laugh forever."
Zhu Youxiao ignored it and chose to ignore it. This matter really had nothing to do with him.
These bosses are indeed loyal to themselves, but their actions are too extreme and bold. They cannot be condoned or condoned, nor can they set a precedent.
Ma Xianglin also understood the meaning of these words. If he himself had the best dignity, but if he had other ideas, he would let Cao Wenzhao help him with his dignity.
After all, no one can understand this kind of thing. It is death. How many people can face it head-on?