Yang Fan did not sit down, and neither did Xu Xianchun.
"Where is Brother Yang from? Where is the fairyland?" Xu Xianchun asked with a smile.
Yang Fan felt a little nervous, he was about to start questioning himself.
"Xiaguan was adopted by his master since he was a child. He doesn't know where he comes from or his family background. According to the master, he picked him up by the roadside."
Yang Fan knew that it was best not to make mistakes in front of these professional spies. You are no match for them. They are professionals in this field. So he simply blamed his non-existent master. This person never existed anyway, and there was no way to prove it.
"Oh, I don't know what to call my respected master," Xu Xianchun asked kindly.
He seemed to care about his subordinates, but in fact he was still trying to trick Yang Fan. Yang Fan felt disgusted. I don't want to hang out with you nine thousand years old. Why are you checking me? If you have the time, you might as well study your majesty.
"Master's name is Xiaoyaozi" Yang Fan had no choice but to directly pull over Tian Long Ba Bu.
"I don't know which sect your master belongs to."
"Xiaoguan did not practice Taoism with the master, and the master never mentioned the origin of the sect. He just taught me his own knowledge." Yang Fan said calmly.
"It's such a pity. Yang Qianhu has achieved great success as a young man, and his future is limitless. He will definitely be able to glorify his school in the future. It's a pity, it's a pity. I don't know what kind of knowledge Yang Qianhu has learned."
"This knowledge is relatively rare, Master calls it science."
Xu Xianchun was stunned. He had obviously never heard of this science. "I have never heard of this science. What does this science study?"
"Science is also called natural science, and the scope of research is very wide, such as why the wind blows, why it rains, why the four seasons change, why the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, etc."
Xu Xianchun thought for a while. Obviously, he had never considered these issues and did not think there was any need to consider them. In his opinion, these wind and rain matters were the original business of Taoist priests.
It’s okay to ask for rain or something. Didn’t Zhuge Kongming also wear Taoist robes to borrow the east wind? It couldn’t be more reasonable. It’s doubtful that Taoist priests don’t do these magical things.
"Yang Qianhu, a young genius, what do you think of today's Ming Dynasty?" Xu Xianchun put on a sad face and said in a low voice.
Yang Fan felt disgusted, and he really wanted to tell him impulsively, brother, you are already a grasshopper after the autumn, how come Ming Dynasty will have nothing to do with you soon?
I had no choice but to repeat my exact answer to the prince.
Xu Xianchun let out a long sigh and said, "You guys down there don't know the difficulties that Ming Dynasty is facing now."
Yang Fan said nothing and looked at Xu Xianchun.
"Do you know why our Ming Dynasty can't do anything to build slaves even though we have an army of millions? Why has the population of Ming Dynasty increased from tens of millions to 20 million in the past two hundred years, but why our tax revenue has been decreasing year by year?"
Xu Xianchun looked at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan swallowed his saliva and said with a somewhat ashamed expression, "I don't know."
"Do you know what is the fundamental issue that determines the life and death of a court?" Xu Xianchun asked.
"I don't know about this, sir. Please tell me." Yang Fan dared to ask such a question.
"It's tax revenue. Did you know that the total tax revenue of the Ming Dynasty was only one-eighth of that of the Southern Song Dynasty?"
"So few." Yang Fan, who had been pretending to be dead, said out loud in surprise.
"It's because these scholars, scholars, and civil servants don't pay taxes. And the unscrupulous people dedicate their land to them, claiming that it is the land of the scholars and evade taxes. However, the taxes they escape fall on the heads of other good people.
In addition, the civil servants were corrupt. The annual salt tax of Taizu and Chengzu was more than 13 million yuan, but today it is less than 500,000 yuan. The court's current annual tax revenue is only 4 million taels, which can no longer sustain expenses and cannot pay the nine-year tax.
We can only continue to increase taxes on the common people to pay for the military on the border. Today, the burden on farmers in the Ming Dynasty is nearly ten times that of the Taizu Dynasty."
Yang Fan quickly looked shocked and nodded.
"And these scholars were often involved in business. They didn't have to pay taxes. They used the court's watercraft and post horses to transport goods, saving transportation costs. Naturally, other merchants couldn't compete with them. They went bankrupt one after another, and the profitable business of the Ming Dynasty gradually fell to them.
In their hands. They are like locusts, doing whatever they want to make money, squeezing out any industry they enter. Now the industries that make money in the Ming Dynasty have basically fallen into their hands."
Yang Fan still knows something about these situations.
"Do you know how the Ming Dynasty was maintained for these seven years?"
"I don't know, I don't know." Yang Fan looked frightened.
"That's because Duke Wei obtained 20 million taels of silver for the Ming Dynasty in seven years. He stabilized the war situation in Liaodong and reduced taxes for farmers across the country."
Although Yang Fan knew that Wei Zhongxian and his group were not good people, he was still in awe. No matter what era he can get money from, he is a talent and has real ability.
"Eunuch Wei is truly a divine man," Yang Fan said sincerely in admiration.
"Yes, so the late emperor treated Eunuch Wei as Duke Xiao treated Shang Yang."
Yang Fan didn't know why he was talking to him about this, and watched his performance quietly. These old foxes were all born to be movie stars. They would talk to people and talk to ghosts.
If you believe it, you lose.
"Yang Qianhu was at Baihu Station in Luanshitan at that time, with no more than thirty-six soldiers and no more than twelve officers. He could just like everyone else and let the slaves disguised as horse bandits wreak havoc. But you couldn't look down on your subordinates.
People lost their lives, which shows that you have righteousness in your heart, even though tens of thousands of people are gone."
I understand, this old bastard thinks he understands himself through these things. A gentleman can deceive him. He is a young and hot-blooded man, so he uses this to fool himself, trying to fool himself into lameness.
When Xu Xianchun said this, he looked at Yang Fan expectantly. He was waiting for Yang Fan to say, Mr. Xu, what instructions do you have, and he will not hesitate to die for the Ming Dynasty, and will devote himself to the Ming Dynasty.
Yang Fan also looked at him with respect, and the two of them stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Neither of them spoke.
An awkward atmosphere spread out. Yang Fan didn't blink. He was joking. When he was in elementary school, there was a cross-eyed competition. No one was Nai Gong's opponent. He was afraid of you, huh.
As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
One minute, two minutes, time passed slowly. Xu Xianchun's cheeks twitched, and his smile became stiffer and stiffer.
"Haha, Yang Qianhu will leave for the capital in two days. I need you to work hard along the way to get this job done." Xu Xianchun's face turned sour and he was defeated.
"Don't worry, sir. I guarantee that nothing will go wrong with your superiors along the way." Yang Fan's expression did not change.
"It's a good thing. When I get to the capital, I will commend the merits of thousands of households in front of Eunuch Wei."
"Your Excellency, you are too polite. This is just the duty of a lower official."
Looking at Yang Fan's back as he left, Xu Xianchun cursed in his heart: "If you are so naughty at a young age, you will definitely be a disaster when you grow up."