First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 88

Since the beginning of May, Chuzhou has all been busy.

The rice fields and paddy fields are guarded by people, even at night, they are reluctant to go home.

They want to drive away stolen birds and patrol around, holding splash basins and clappers in their hands to scare away wild boars and lyns.

Or simply form a hunting team, sweeping the mountains and plains, and killing them everywhere.

Wild boars are not easy to deal with. They have mixed eating habits, have a big appetite, and have a grumpy temper... a bad one can destroy a large crop of crops. Old people and children are easily injured when they encounter it.

Therefore, there are several thousand-household battalions, and they simply dispatched troops and horses to hunt wild boars, protect crops, and enrich their food by the way.

Everyone's hearts were strained, both excited and worried...Even if the big guy has done his best, farming is still a matter of looking at God's face.

If it catches up with the harvest season and there are heavy rains for a few days, the grain will not be harvested, it will rot and mold, and the harvest will drop sharply.

Therefore, the closer you get to the harvest, the more nervous you are-almost like a code farmer whose work is going to be put on the shelves-you can't say exactly the same, you can only say that it is not bad!

Every day when I come out of my house, I look up and see the sun hanging in the sky, radiant, like a baby.

Since the Tang Dynasty, the law of two taxes has been implemented. The Yuan Dynasty also collected summer and autumn taxes in the Southern Song Dynasty. Although the output of summer grain is not as high as autumn grain, it is like playing a game. .

With a bumper harvest of summer grains, the pressure in autumn will be less. If all the autumn grains are put on top of it, no one can afford to make mistakes.

In this way, looking forward to, looking forward to, God has always been a big smiling face...Finally, the rice and wheat are ripe.

An old farmer stretched out his dark fingers and gently twisted a few grains of wheat. He couldn't bear to tear off a whole ear of wheat.

I rubbed it in my hand, then put it in my mouth and bit.

The face of vicissitudes of life showed a big smile.

"My child, jerk, go to work!"

All the farmers, as if they had received the imperial decree, got up from their homes before dawn, took their sickles, and rushed into the fields.

You are faster, someone is faster!

Look at others, a large piece has already been cut.

Let's work!

Some people may wonder, the crops are in the fields, do you need to be so anxious?

It's really useful.

It must be harvested early, dried early, and then put into the warehouse. This will be considered as a relief.

If there is heavy rain during the period, the harvest will not be smooth and everything will be over.

Take Asan next door as an example. They sit on vast arable land, but they are still in the stage of traditional agriculture. Their wonderful work is not only that the per capita food is less than 200 kilograms, but also a large amount of export for money. At the same time, almost 30% of the grain will be rotten in the fields and cannot be recovered at all. This is caused by poor rural infrastructure, not enough harvesters, and not enough warehouses.

Therefore, for the people of Chuzhou, race against time is a must.

Zhu Yuanzhang personally took the lead in going down to the ground. There was nothing particularly important, no interruption, and he would not live in Yamen. He just stared in the field and worked with the big guy.

Not surprisingly, Ma also mobilized women to steam buns, make buns, and carry wooden barrels to deliver meals to the people working in the fields, just like ordinary rural couples, without the slightest sense of dignity as the lord of one party.

It seems that Ma's own words were really complied with. The two of them were both livestock and they were not born to be blessed.

But I am happy as a sweetheart.

Zhang Ximeng doesn't need to work in the ground, but he is busy becoming a spinning top.

News keeps coming from one village after another, what the output is, does it agree with the estimate, or does it need to send personnel to help... He is doing his best to deal with it.

Because they were too busy with official business, Li Shanchang and others were rescued again, and they were in command with Zhang Ximeng.

Gradually, Lao Li showed a look of horror, and he showed more respect for Zhang Ximeng.

This kid is amazing!

Everyone knows that levying land tax is the most difficult. There are anti-tax situations in various places. The common people are unwilling to pay. The subordinates are thinking of taking advantage. The two sides are fighting and fighting. There will be constant conflicts. Someone will be forced to death any year.

But this year's situation is very different.

Notices have been posted in various places, one for each village, and someone specially explained and told the big guys how the tax standard was set and how to pay the land tax.

Everything is explained clearly.

When it was time to harvest, the people worked all night, and in less than half a month, they rushed to harvest the rice and wheat, and 80% of the grain went into the warehouse.

Just when there was still some grain left to harvest, some old farmers in some villages gathered at the threshing floor and discussed it.

"Uncle Zhang, our village has to pay a total of 1,100 shi and five battles. We are all done. The superior is so good to us. We can't let the superior bother, let's send it by ourselves!"

The old man in the middle nodded, "It is a good thing to be a good man, who will send it?"

"Me!" a little old man simply replied: "Second Uncle, our family Ding Duo, Tian Duo, and the cattle carriage, we will send it!"

Second Uncle Zhang thought for a while, and thought about it: "You are willing to do things for the big guys, but you can't lose you. I will find 30 more young men in the village and go with you. By the way, let's bring more food and get them. One thousand and two hundred stones! Don't be too late and lose our face in Shangwan Village."

The little old man nodded, he got up to make arrangements, and Zhang Ershu stopped him again.

"Tell me, let every household choose carefully, and choose the best grains, but there must be no grains, and no sand or straw sticks, understand?" Gu

"clear!"

The little old man turned and went down, and the other old farmers were also gone. That night, the whole village was busy living, and the women took the baskets and carefully screened them.

Put the selected grains into bags, each bag is full, and the weight far exceeds the regulations.

Even so, the big guy has to prepare more.

"This is for a superior. If it is mixed with bad things, then it will have no conscience. In this life, you can only give birth to daughters, not sons!"

Faced with the curse that might be the last, no one really dared to be sloppy.

Before dawn, the food delivery team left the village and went straight to Chuzhou City.

On a small flag in front of the team, there were four crooked words written: Pay for food and repay gratitude!

The common people took the initiative to hand in the land tax in advance, and they still overpaid!

It's something that I can't even dream of.

But it happened on the land of Chuzhou.

Wherever the convoy loaded with food passed, countless eyes were attracted. Some people came over with clean water and dry food and asked actively. When they knew their plans, they couldn't help but stick out their thumbs!

"It's done right, well done! The superior is kind to us, great kindness! We have to repay our kindness!"

"How should I repay my gratitude? It's not enough to pay for the food, so that the upper soldiers can eat, and kill Tarzi hard."

"In the final analysis, it's not that we big guys can live a stable life, be able to eat and wear warmth."

Soon all villages, families with lots of food and lots of food, took the initiative to take the lead and flocked to Chuzhou with their land fortunes.

Faced with this situation, do you think Li Shanchang can not be frightened?

In the past, I used a knife to force the tax and food that may not be able to collect, but now I take the initiative to send it.

People feel so hesitant.

The upper rank is the destiny!

In order to avoid confusion, Li Shanchang immediately discussed with Zhang Ximeng, not allowing the food to be delivered blindly from all over the country. If it is repeated or there is no time to send it to the warehouse, it would be bad.

Therefore, they temporarily stipulate that several villages are required to negotiate in advance and get an order that can be shipped, either three thousand stones, or five thousand stones, up to 10,000 stones, and they are shipped together and sent to the designated warehouse.

Then they will issue proof of payment of grain and return to the village.

Zhang Ximeng naturally agreed and asked Zhu Yuanzhang for instructions.

Lao Zhu also agreed, but he added one. All the people who took the initiative to deliver food would have to meet in person, invite the big guy to have a meal, and ask about the situation in the village.

Besides, if someone is really smart and can handle things, they stay and serve as officials.

From the moment a peasant became an official, that is, the old Zhu Gan came out.

Zhang Ximeng also agreed. After all, he can organize the transportation of several thousand shi grains. No matter how you look at it, he has the ability and outstanding ability. He is by no means a nerd.

As long as you properly examine it, you can use it boldly.

Coming out of Lao Zhu, Zhang Ximeng suddenly realized something.

My goodness!

Isn't this the grain long system?

Zhang Ximeng vaguely remembers ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Many people regard the grain chief system as a backward fiscal and taxation system... I feel that letting the grain chief transport grain to the designated area is inefficient, lack of management, and a backlog of arrears. Something.

This also caused the financial embarrassment of the Ministry of Households of the Ming Dynasty.

Even the grain chief system is regarded as evidence that Zhu Yuanzhang's small peasant consciousness is deeply rooted, he does not understand finances, and is whimsical.

Many people gritted their teeth and hoped to reform the bad governance.

These views are also correct, but before thinking about it this way, can you be a little sure that when Zhu Yuanzhang was fighting the world, due to the fair distribution of land, the law enforcement was strict.

The people took the initiative to pay the land tax, some areas were collected into the hands of the wealthy households in Ding Duo Tian, ​​and the wealthy households took the initiative to transport grain to Taicang... How many officials were saved in the middle, and how much corruption was avoided to harm the people?

In addition to the imperial examination and the Imperial College, there was another promotion channel for the grain chiefs in various places to be promoted and reused by Lao Zhu.

What a glorious thing!

Why does a good governance collapse?

Land mergers meant that many people didn't make a living, but the big gentry gentry took the opportunity to evade the land tax and passed on the land tax that was originally on them to the small people.

In this way, who is willing to take the initiative to pay?

At the same time, above the court, the crowd is full, who is willing to give a grain chief? After all, so many Jinshi are not enough points!

All the foundations are ruined, and the grain chief system will naturally become a bad governance.

Can Zhu Yuanzhang be blamed for this? Zhang Ximeng grinned helplessly. Zhu Yuanzhang should be blamed. It was not you who established the Ming Dynasty. Where did the Ming Dynasty die?

Zhang Ximeng shook his head and went straight to Chang Pingchang. He didn't have time to think about the mess, and he had to count how much food he had collected!

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