Chapter Twenty-Two: Mourn for Misfortune, Angry for Indisputable
The marked icon looks a bit familiar.
No, this is actually the resource distribution map of Xiami County. There are iron ore deposits in the low mountains to the east.
Jiang Yang was shocked. With this thing, wouldn't it save him a lot of detours?
In addition to iron ore, there are also various rare metals marked on it, as well as a small silver mine and oil resources that will be very important in later generations.
Jiang Yang said in his heart that he had made a fortune. Let's not talk about oil for now, which is not needed today. Just talking about the silver mine... made people's hearts beat.
It's a pity that half of this drawing is missing, otherwise it would be clear what is in the mountains to the west.
Where the resources are bound to be more abundant.
It seems that it is imperative to improve the county government!
It was originally planned to build a new county government directly in the new countryside after the new countryside was built, but now it seems that we can't wait any longer.
Jiang Yang was a little swollen.
Soon the group arrived at the Chenghuang Temple.
After a few days, everyone will have to figure out the order and everything will be in order.
More than a dozen stoves were set on fire to boil water at the same time, smoke was rising, and the victims lined up in an orderly manner under Ma Yan's arrangement.
Transport food when it's time to transport food, and eat when it's time to eat.
When they heard that Jiang Yang was coming, people who were affected by the disaster rushed forward one after another.
It is really not easy for people who stutter in this era. It is not an exaggeration to say that Jiang Yang is their reborn parent.
"Master Qingtian, have you come to see us?"
"Now we have food and drink, everything is fine and we can live on."
Jiang Yang nodded and said, "Let everyone gather on the field after dinner. I have something to say to everyone."
"Okay, I'll come and listen even if I don't eat, what the eldest master has to say."
"Yes, you can eat anytime."
"If you don't miss this meal, I will inform you right away."
Seeing many people who had been affected by the disaster put down their bowls and chopsticks and gathered together, Jiang Yang felt dumbfounded.
After a while, he came up on the stage. Looking at a pair of bright eyes, Jiang Yang said: "Everyone has food and drink now. Although I don't have to worry about it, have you thought about what will happen in the future?"
"What will happen in the future? What will happen? It will be good if you have a stutter."
"Yes, I can't go back, and I don't have any farmland to farm at home. I can only live one day at a time."
"It is better to die than live."
Jiang Yang felt a little suffocated after hearing their words.
Without ideas or plans, they are just like salted fish, they have lost hope.
His parents and wife died tragically, and the land at home was occupied by the gentry.
In ancient times, if there was no land, there would be no way to survive. Life was hopeless, and one could only live one day at a time.
I feel sad for his misfortune and angry for his inability to fight.
"I will allocate fields to you and build houses." As soon as Jiang Yang finished speaking, the people below fell silent.
What did they hear? Give them fields and houses?
The hope of life emanated from each of their cloudy eyes.
"Really...really dividing the fields?"
"You're not lying to us, are you?"
"All the land in Xiami County is in the hands of the gentry, so where is the land left?"
These words extinguished everyone's enthusiasm and hope.
Even if they believe Jiang Yang again, they will not take him seriously.
Jiang Yang waited until they finished talking and said loudly: "I plan to regulate the Yi River and rely on both sides to cultivate fertile land and build houses."
If the river embankments are strengthened to prevent the Yi River from flooding, the fields on both sides will definitely be fertile farmland.
The cleaned sand can also be used as construction materials and will not be wasted.
The Jinghe River flows from north to south and becomes wider and wider from west to east. It is indeed a rare and good place in Xiami County.
Hearing that Jiang Yang planned to cultivate fertile farmland, the people below who had fled from the disaster all shut up, their eyes full of expectation.
Jiang Yang will build a new countryside in one fell swoop, and encourages everyone to build river embankments. And according to Jiang Yang, working is not for free. Not only will they take care of the food, but they will also be paid.
In addition to young and strong men, other people also need to help transport sediment from the river bed and build new houses.
As for the young children, Jiang Yang originally wanted to let them go to school directly, but there are too many young children in Xiami County, and they are afraid that they will not be able to support each other. If other people from Xiami County are also willing to work, Jiang Yang will naturally welcome them.
I might as well put education back, after all, where would I find so many teachers?
And the pace should be one step at a time, as if it is too big, it will easily break the egg.
When Jiang Yang finished speaking, the people below were dumbfounded.
Is it true? This is the first time I heard that you can still make money by working.
The corvee labor at this time was all in vain, and people could die if they were not careful.
After Jiang Yang finished reading out everything, a pair of bright eyes below looked at him blankly.
There seemed to be a sound of someone swallowing.
"Really?"
"This reclaimed land belongs to us. How much tax should we pay? Can we keep 30%?"
"Don't say 30%. If the land belongs to us, I would be willing to keep 10%."
"Yes, yes, the county master is really a good man. I am satisfied with 10%."
Jiang Yang looked at them and smiled slightly.
"This time the land! The government will take three out of ten! Only take 30%, and the rest will belong to you."
Jiang Yang's words caused an uproar, three out of ten?
This is such a low tax. You must know that it is only 6 out of 10 in the Tang Dynasty.
Thirty percent?
Too low.
Before their surprise could end, Jiang Yang continued: "Moreover, the county government will not only help you buy seeds for sowing, but will even provide tools and cattle for you to sow with confidence."
The people who were affected by the disaster immediately felt like a pot was exploding, and their heated discussions could no longer be suppressed.
"The county master is indeed the reincarnation of a god from heaven."
"What else can Master Qingtian say?"
"It turns out that it was not because of God's ignorance that I left my hometown due to the disaster. It was just so that I could meet the county magistrate."
"Parent Officer, please accept my obeisance."
More than 3,000 people knelt down like a dark wave.
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After briefly speaking, Jiang Yang left. Apart from the victims of the disaster, the people of Xiami County who were watching the excitement had already dispersed.
After walking a few steps, I saw Li You walking over with a frown on his face.
"Sir, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."
Jiang Yang said: "What's wrong?"
"Since ancient times, people cultivated fields and received 60% of taxes. This is the origin of the country's strength."
"If we only take 30%, I'm afraid the county government will be unable to make ends meet."
Jiang Yang rolled his eyes at him. In his heart, Jiang Yang actually felt that 30% was a bit high and wished he could only take 10%.
I was just afraid of shocking the world, so I didn't say it out loud.
Since ancient times, the country has collected taxes to maintain fiscal revenue in order to build the country. However, taxes at this time were a heavy burden on the people.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, to put it lightly, the peasants are ranked second, but since ancient times, which peasants have not been bullied by the landlords and old wealth?
How happy are the merchants at this time? The common people are being slaughtered like cattle and sheep without having to pay taxes.