While Ouyang Bian was amused, he also sneered at their statements.

Sure enough, these people were all thinking about the people, but after clearing the fog, they were all black and bad-hearted!

Look, what taxes are sharply reduced, everything is abolished, and what inconveniences are incurred by the public will cause their dissatisfaction. In fact, after all, they just want to obstruct the reform of the tax law and continue to entrench the farmers as a domineering power.

As Sima Guang, the biggest troll in the Song Dynasty after Ouyang Xiu, when facing these people’s doubts about him, he was naturally fearless and had full firepower - start a fight!

Ouyang Bian asked Zeng Gong to open a tax reform column, which was issued every three days, making the frequency of confrontations more frequent.

Articles by Sima Guang, Lu Hui and others frequently appeared in the columns, vigorously explaining the necessity of tax reform.

Ouyang Bian asked people to collect problems and cases in the tax system, so the articles written by Sima Guang and Lu Hui are not all moral articles, they are all meaningful, and they make people understand that if the tax system is not reformed, the lower-level farmers will be forced to rebel.

The cases are all real, and as long as you are willing to stop, you can hear real news.

The full report of the Song Dynasty Weekly allowed scholars in the Song Dynasty to see a real world.

It also allowed Zhao Xu, who was at the peak, to see a real Song Dynasty.

Zhao Xu said to Ouyang Bian with tears in his eyes: "The treasury of the Song Dynasty has been full of treasury over the years, and the ministers are also saying that this is a prosperous era. Renzong, his father and I believe it, and they really think that they have created a prosperous era with the efforts of the Zhao family.

But now it seems that this is a prosperous era, this is clearly a world that cannibalizes people!

Look, wherever we see, there is a peaceful and prosperous world, but at the bottom, it is full of oppression and famine. This is not a prosperous era, it is clearly the Hell of the Avici!"

Ouyang Bian was silent for a long time.

Others can say these words, but as the vested interests of the top class, you sound so compassionate to the world, it sounds so... pretentious!

Ouyang Bian said: "So, we need to reform the tax law. No matter how much it is, it is a little bit to reduce the burden on them. Reducing one stone of food is enough for them to support one more child and reduce ten stones. The Song Dynasty will be able to generate a lot of more people."

Zhao Xu gently wiped away his tears: "Ji Mo, I finally understand why you have to work hard on this field.

I haven't quite understood it before. It's obvious that there is not much land tax, and it doesn't affect it at all. Why do you just compete on this? Now I understand."

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "Your Majesty is the emperor. He has lived in the deep palace for a long time. It is natural that he does not understand the outside world.

But this is the meaning of the existence of our ministers. We understand, so we promote it.

Your Majesty doesn’t have to be ashamed, but should be proud of it, because the other emperors know, maybe they are talking about [Why not eat meat minced meat]. Your Majesty knows, but he intends to reform, so that he has already made a judgment on the superiority and inferiority."

Zhao Xu was amused by Ouyang Bian's words: "Although I am not a wise and powerful monarch, I am not a foolish monarch. How could I say such foolish words?"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "Since the beginning of the year, the field of clearing the fields of Zhangzhang has been checked step by step. Jinghu North Road, Jinghu South Road, Liangzhe Road have been basically completed. Guangnan East Road and Guangnan West Road still need time, and the rest of the slowest ones can be completed before the end of the year."

Zhao Xu nodded: "That's great. In this way, farmers have time to spend money."

Ouyang Bian shook his head: "No, on the contrary, their situation is even worse."

Zhao Xu suddenly looked up: "Why, although we found out their hidden fields, these fields were cultivated for them for free and they would not collect taxes. Why is it bad?"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "You are too overestimating the human nature of those people below. You ordered that you do not need to pay taxes, but they are watching. They do not collect taxes on the surface, but secretly they will find some reasons to collect the land tax for this part, and this part of the income is theirs."

Zhao Xu was furious: "It should be killed, these people really deserve to be killed!"

He looked at Ouyang Bian: "Ji Mo, what should we do now? We promised farmers not to collect taxes. If these dogs kill each other, that would be the beginning of the chaos!"

Ouyang Bian looked at the entrance of the hall, where the sun shone in, which contrasted with the slightly dim environment in the hall, and said lightly: "For the sake of the present, it is time to have to move the tax law reform!"

The empty hall was the sound of the wind blowing the curtains, and it gradually became dark outside. Zhao Xu shouted: "Is it going to rain?"

The eunuch outside rushed in: "Yes, the official family looks like it's going to rain, and it's heavy rain."

Zhao Xu waved his hand and asked him to go out, then said to Ouyang Bian: "It's raining."

Ouyang Bian looked outside, and suddenly a flash of lightning broke through the sky.

Before the thunder came, Ouyang Bian suddenly said: "The golden monkey raises up a thousand pounds, and Yuyu clarifies the thousands of miles!"

Zhao Xu was stunned and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the thunder.

The thunder gradually faded, and Zhao Xu said, "What is the whole poem? I haven't heard Ji Mo write poems for a long time."

Ouyang Bian smiled and chanted slowly.

"As soon as wind and thunder rise from the earth, sperm will produce white bones.

A monk is a fool, but a demon will cause disaster if he is a ghost.

The golden monkey raised his thunderous rod, and the jade cleared the thousands of miles away.

Today I cheered Sun Dasheng because the demon fog came back again."

Ouyang Bian's poem had just finished reading, and there was another thunderbolt outside. Then a heavy rain came in an instant, and the whole world fell into a vast world.

A large amount of water vapor poured into the hall.

Zhao Xu felt the coolness on his face and chewed in his mind the poem.

The lyrics of the poem are not gorgeous, but combined with the current scene and the content of the conversation between the two before, Zhao Xu felt the passion in it.

"It's so good to write. Just as I should have a huge pound of sticks, but the dust that has spread thousands of miles has become clear!"

Zhao Xu said happily.

The king and his subject looked at each other and smiled.

Zhao Xu wanted Ouyang Bian to stay and eat together, but Ouyang Bian declined. He still had a lot of things to do.

The work of clearing the fields of Zhangzhang, the work of Zhizhi's imperial edicts, and the tax law reform that will be promoted in the future. Ouyang Bian felt that he was unable to separate himself into several people to use.

His think tank is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more working groups. He can arrange things for the people below to do, but there are more and more meetings.

Ouyang Bian doesn't like to make decisions by slapping his head. Basically, decisions must be made through the meeting before making decisions. Although this seems inefficient, the fallacy is reduced.
Chapter completed!