In the next few days, the most important thing was the negotiation between Chen Zixiao and Song Zhiwen.

Since Zhu Feng said that he would hand over this matter to Chen Zixiao with full authority, he did not attend from beginning to end. However, after the negotiations every day, Chen Zixiao would still come to report the negotiation situation and progress to him one by one.

And every time, Nan Yan was by his side, listening quietly.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of negotiations.

After listening to Chen Zixiao's report, Zhu Feng asked him to retreat, then took the teacup and drank it carefully for a while. Nan Yan sat aside and whispered: "What do you think of the emperor?"

Zhu Feng was silent for a while and said, "Basically, the conditions they offered are all acceptable to us."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Actually, this is good."

“…”

"Bailong City originally had to pay for its own money and protect itself. Now they have to serve their people in the military service every year in exchange for food supply in the court, and open up the road to trade. This is a good thing for both sides."

“…”

"However, in this way, the money and goods assigned by the court to Handongwei must be doubled."

Zhu Feng said: "Originally, Sichuan and Shaanxi were responsible for allocating supplies to Handongwei. Of course, the big head was actually from Shaanxi. Now, Sichuan is naturally going to make efforts again."

Speaking of this, Zhu Feng took a deep breath.

"Shu was very rich in the past, but it was war-torn for years and had a great impact."

“…”

"So now, my hope is that it is best to settle down in the country and not fight without war. Of course, we must also thank Yan Ye for the current situation. It is him who stabilized the country so that the people can rest and recuperate."

“…”

"Under this situation, if Shu can restore its past appearance, the taxes of the court can increase at least 20%.

“…”

"The money and food here are no longer a problem."

Nan Yan said: "So, the emperor sent Liu Yueze over?"

Zhu Feng said: "He is a literati. In this case, the literati will rely on the literati to make the land of Shu."

Nan Yan felt that his tone seemed to have something else in it. He turned to look at him and saw that his eyebrows were slightly frowning and his eyes were deep, as if he was worried about something.

Nan Yan thought for a while and said softly: "That night, the emperor seemed to have something to do with the King of Wei. What exactly is it?"

“…”

"Can you tell me?"

“…”

When he mentioned this, Zhu Feng frowned again.

Nan Yan immediately realized that he had asked the right question.

She whispered: "Master?"

Zhu Feng did not answer her immediately, but was silent for a while, put the teacup in his hand back on the table, and then said deeply: "He asked for an order to reduce the land tax in Jiangnan."

“…”

"And I hope the court will do it and let the gentry in Jiangnan take out their land and give it to the farmers to farm."

Nan Yan blinked and said, "This is a good thing."

"Good thing?"

Zhu Feng said coldly: "When land tax is reduced, where does the imperial court's income come from?"

“…”

"Is it so easy for the gentry to divide the land?"

Nan Yan whispered: "However, if the emperor's previous ideas, including the current plan to manage the Western Regions, can succeed, then the annual income of the court, especially the income from doing business, should be able to fill this part."

“…”

"Besides, in order to move the capital, building palaces and cities has indeed increased a lot of taxes. It has finally stabilized in the past two years, and it is time for the people of Jiangnan to recuperate."

Zhu Feng still didn't say anything.

Nan Yan couldn't help but feel a little confused.

You should know that although Zhu Feng was born in the army and was a little stubborn, he was not stubborn enough to remain unchanged. Many times, he could still listen to other people's advice, especially for the strategies of national economy and people's livelihood. He was always very capable of adopting other people's opinions.

But this time, he seemed to be unwilling to do so.

Nan Yan tilted his head, looked at him for a while, and whispered: "Emperor? Emperor, what's wrong?"

Zhu Feng's face even turned a little gloomy.

After a while, he said, "Do you know, who proposed these two policies to reduce land tax and ask the gentry to take out land for farmers to farm?"

Nanyan is even more inexplicable.

He said: "Isn't it King of Wei?"

Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said, "King of Wei? Before him, someone wanted to execute it."

“…”

Nan Yan thought about it again and suddenly felt a little sank in his heart.

She suddenly understood why Zhu Feng was unwilling to implement these two policies that were obviously beneficial to the national economy and people's livelihood.

Because these two policies were the policies of Emperor Wen during his reign.

No wonder Zhu Fenghui has this attitude.

You know, when he launched the Jingnan Campaign to seize the country from Emperor Wen, he also issued a manifesto before Zhu Feng ascended the throne, counting Emperor Wen's various faults. Now, if he wants to restore his policies during his reign, it is equivalent to slapping himself in the face.

The emperor's dignity will be completely wiped out.

Not to mention this, the emperor's dignity was wiped out and Emperor Wen's policies were restored, which would have a great impact on the people's hearts.

Even Nanyan knew that Zhu Feng ascended the throne and retained some officials from the Emperor Wen Dynasty.

This is a kind of encouragement to some forces of opposition from the old masters and even some people.

She thought about it and stopped talking. She just looked at the teacup beside Zhu Feng. The tea was almost drunk. She went over and added some hot water to him and said softly: "If the air gets colder today, the emperor will have some hot tea."

“…”

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

Usually, when encountering such a thing, Nan Yan would try her best to persuade him, but today, when she heard about this, she was speechless.

On the contrary, Zhu Feng was a little uncomfortable.

However, he still picked up the teacup and took a few sips. Drinking the warm tea water made people feel a little more comfortable.

I heard Nan Yan sit back in the chair and smile and say, "Actually, I always thought that the emperor likes to fight."

Zhu Feng glanced at her, snorted coldly, and said, "Do you think I am a war madman?"

“…”

"I just can fight, but I don't like to fight."

“…”

"In any war, soldiers will inevitably suffer losses. A loss of a soldier is equivalent to a family losing a strong labor force, and the remaining elderly, weak, women and children are not supported by anyone, which is a loss; the land that comes immediately becomes deserted is also a loss; the elderly, weak, women and children are unable to support it, and sell the land to powerful gentry and become tenant farmers, which makes the powerful and powerful gentry rich but barrage the imperial state, which is even more harmful."

“…”

"Isn't this series of accounts counting?"

Nan Yan looked at Zhu Feng quietly, his eyes flashing slightly.

Zhu Feng was originally talking about these things, and his mood was a little heavy. After a while, he felt that the people around him were also silent. He turned to look at her, but met her bright eyes.
Chapter completed!