A new embroidery building has been built in Lishan Farm.
At this moment, on the second floor, the brocade curtains were still warm, the scent of animals was lingering, and gauze curtains were hung on all sides of the large bed carved from huanghuali wood.
The glazed screen, the hanging curtains and the brocade couch... everything was covered with a faint layer of hazy yellow mist, and it was so beautiful that it was unreal at all.
Wu Meiniang lay on her side in the brocade tent. The curve of her back was as smooth as water, full of the remarkable elasticity unique to young girls. She supported her body with her elbows, and her two white little hands tightly grasped the crumpled brocade. Being, as if unable to bear the wanton ravage of the person behind him, outlines a touch of reverie and desolation...
"It's not working anymore..."
The beauty let out a slight tremble, lowered her head and whined, her soft voice was almost inaudible, and her mouth became a trembling gasp.
Sweat beaded on the skin, sliding down the thighs along the water-like curve of the waist and hips, the jade toes were tightly curled, and the pink soles of the feet were red and tender, seeming to echo the owner's desire to die.
Fang Jun gasped and launched the final offensive.
Until Wu Meiniang raised her snow-white neck and let out a cry like a swan shot with an arrow...
"Did Mr. Lang eat something bad? It almost killed the slave family..." Wu Meiniang hid her blushing dimple in the crook of her neck, and her complaints turned into weak moans.
Fang Jun stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from her mouth and armpits, enjoying the smooth skin and moving curves to his heart's content. While recalling the aftertaste, he smiled and said: "We are the embodiment of real combat power. Who wants to eat those weird things to entertain us?" ?”
For some reason, probably as his body grew older, Fang Jun found that his ability in this area was getting stronger and stronger, and his weapons were getting bigger and bigger. Even the increasingly plump Wu Meiniang was gradually unable to withstand it, and every time Begging for mercy early every time made Fang Jun feel more conquered.
Wu Meiniang's breathing was rapid, and her plump breasts couldn't help but rise and fall.
After a while, she opened her thick eyelashes, her eyes were watery, and she glanced at him weakly, with a smile on her lips, and her soft voice sounded like crying: "I'm so embarrassed, I have to be tortured by you morning and night during the day. die……"
Fang Jun chuckled: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk and the afterglow is shining slantly. Isn't it a whole lot more interesting? Besides, there are only exhausted cows and no damaged land..."
Lying on her back comfortably, hugging Wu Meiniang's plump and smooth body to her chest, sighing in her heart, it would be perfect if she could have a cigarette afterward.
The two of them lingered on the brocade couch and talked warmly for a while before getting up and dressing.
In the Tang Dynasty, most farmhouses had two meals a day. Rich people naturally ate whatever they wanted, but domestic servants and maids also had two meals a day.
It was past dinner at this time, and the afterglow had faded. The maids and servants in the courtyard had finished cleaning up, and each hid in their rooms to take some time off. The huge courtyard echoed with the chirping of cicadas. Looking out from the incense boudoir on the second floor of the embroidery building, everything could be seen. The shade of tung trees is deep and the green is slightly tinged with black ochre.
Fang Jun stood up and dressed neatly. He put a brocade bag around his waist and a jade belt with rhinoceros horns. He also called the maid Qiao'er to tie his hair into a bun and put on a golden crown with jewels. He looked like a handsome young man. It's just that his face is a bit dark, so he's inevitably not that handsome...
Wu Meiniang put on a fine silk gown, bare her delicate and delicate feet, and was combing her hair in front of the glass mirror.
This mirror is a workmanship recently completed by the Fang family craftsmen. It is flat and smooth and uses float glass technology. When a person's face is reflected in it, every detail is revealed. Although the glass workshop is dedicated to the great His Majesty Li Er, the Fang family is not stupid.
To the point of handing over all the craftsmen en masse.
Whether in the seventh century or the twenty-first century, talent is the most important thing!
Wu Meiniang held on to the cascade of green silk that was trailing down to the embroidered pier in front of her. The hand holding the comb was as white as an ivory comb. Looking through the dim curtain, she saw the same hazy yellow halo in the moistness.
, exceptionally exquisite.
While Qiao'er was fixing Fang Jun's hair, she looked towards Wu Meiniang, and she was filled with envy and admiration: "My lady is so beautiful..."
Wu Meiniang smiled coquettishly: "Don't talk about me, Qiao'er. In two years, you will also be a great beauty. I'm afraid that by then, your son-in-law will have to swallow you with your skin and flesh. I have long forgotten to let you go."
Your promise to choose your own husband!"
"Oh! Niangzi is talking nonsense..." Qiao'er was no match for Wu Meiniang. She was so embarrassed that she bit her lip and said, "Erlang always keeps his word. He never regrets what he promised!"
Fang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Bad girl, are you praising me, or are you trying to block my mouth in advance so that I will be embarrassed even if I want to regret it?"
Qiaoer was embarrassed: "No way, of course I am praising you..."
It made Wu Mei Niang chuckle.
After putting up Fang Jun's hair, Qiao'er hurriedly ran away. She was thin-skinned and couldn't stand the teasing of the two masters.
"Same for you, why don't you hire some maids? If you are afraid that the ones bought from outside are unreliable, just choose some from home. Qiao'er is my maid, aren't you taking advantage of me?"
Fang Jun stood up and walked behind Wu Meiniang, holding her fragrant shoulders like a knife, leaning down to look at the beautiful face reflected in the mirror, which was like a flower and had a heavenly fragrance.
Wu Meiniang's appearance is naturally very beautiful, with a snow-white and delicate face, but compared with her extraordinary slender waist and legs, no matter how beautiful her face is, it is not eye-catching...
This girl is a natural beauty!
Wu Meiniang leaned back slightly, letting her back fall into Fang Jun's embrace. She only wore a sarcastic eyebrow, pursed her lips in a sneer, looked at her pair of long eyelashes, and her black and white phoenix tail almond eyes, and said jokingly: "Oh, this makes me feel bad.
!Look, Yinu, it would be better if you bring Qiaoer into your room as soon as possible, so that someone can serve your husband together with the slave family, so as not to be tortured to death by you every time..."
Fang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? I have no interest in that yellow-haired girl! Qiaoer must be let out. I promised her back then. But if you always instigate her, her private affairs will be known to her, and you will be let out in the future."
It will be inconvenient to go out."
No one would let out their personal maids, especially the hostess's maids. They would basically be taken into the male master's room, whether it be a concubine or a maid, because they were afraid that after the maid got married, the hostess's private affairs would be revealed.
If you spread it everywhere, it would be embarrassing and embarrassing.
Wu Meiniang smiled lightly, how could she make such a mistake with her exquisite mind?
But since Fang Jun was confused, she stopped talking about it and changed the topic.
"Some time ago, Mr. Lang said that he would implement a system of sharing land between farmers and farmers. The slave family didn't understand."
Wu Meiniang blinked her big eyes and asked with some confusion.
For some reason, Wu Meiniang felt a little frustrated every time she faced Lang Jun. The wisdom she was proud of always seemed particularly pale in front of Lang Jun's inadvertent idea or even a word, and she couldn't keep up with it at all.
ideas.
For example, Wu Meiniang didn’t understand the “shared households” policy that will be implemented in the autumn.
"How about sharing the same amount of money?"
Fang Jun thought for a while and explained patiently.
Throughout the dynasties, in addition to field taxes and corvee taxes, there was also Ding tax, which was the head tax.
But whenever it comes to the end of a dynasty and the rise of another dynasty, "in a city, there are eleven people who have land and nineteen people who have no land." Land annexation has caused a large number of population movements, and many people have gathered and fled again.
, "There is a shortage of Ding's amount, a loss of Ding's silver, and the financial corvee is Ding's, making it difficult to inspect."
There are five people in the family, but no land. If you charge them a poll tax, isn't it costing lives? Some landlords' families have vast hectares of fertile land, but there are only ten people in the family, which obviously causes social conflicts.
But the poll tax was a major part of the tax burden, and all dynasties were reluctant to cut it off.
In the later period of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Juzheng proposed the method of "assessing the tax according to the tenth of the land, and determining the land according to the land", that is, the implementation of "dividing the land into the acres", in order to eliminate the previous disadvantages by combining the tax and labor. The land is indeed complete.
, is stable, but the population is changing. Therefore, the system of fixed service according to the land or the system of dividing the labor into the mu is more stable and applicable than the Lijia system of fixed service according to the person.
And in Fang Jun’s view, this not only makes taxes fairer and easier to collect, but its biggest benefit is that farmers without land can be relieved of their labor burden, and farmers with land can spend more time cultivating the land, which is beneficial to development.
Agricultural production played a certain role.
At the same time, by including corvées and poll taxes in the fields, farmers gained greater personal freedom and could more easily leave the land, which provided more sources of labor for urban handicraft industries.
The most important point is that industrial and commercial people without land do not need to pay for silver, which will greatly promote the development of industry and commerce!
It is true that Fang Jun is a student of agriculture, but he also knows that agriculture makes a country stable, but industry and commerce are the foundation that makes a country rich! And industry is the foundation of a strong country!
Wu Meiniang seemed to understand: "But if this happens, wouldn't everyone stop farming? Where will the food come from?"
Fang Jun smiled and said: "You have to look further. In this world, there is plenty of land, population, and..."