Han Degong stood under the notice and smiled and said, "The notice was posted, but everyone was illiterate. We still have to rely on our shouts to tell the Guardian's rules!"

The people of Hejia Village surrounded Han Degong and four veterans, covering three layers inside and three layers outside.

As soon as Han Degong entered Hejia Village, Dongliang Township, he shouted all the way, saying that he would announce major events related to land tax. Ten people in their class shouted everywhere in Hejia Village, saying that the big thing had come, everyone came out to listen and called all the people in Hejia Village to the glutinous field.

Han Degong looked at the people around him, smiled, and said loudly: "The Guardian is here to give you a big gift this year. From this year on, everyone will no longer have to bear high land taxes and land rent!"

"From this year, all the fields will be paid in two or three combinations! Two or three combinations per acre of land! There is no more land rent to pay, and the land tax that will kill people. For all the fertile fields, the land owner only needs to pay in two or three combinations of land taxes!"

The onlookers looked at each other.

They didn't even know what Han Degong meant.

Someone who knew Han Degong shouted, "Han Degong! He joined the garrison and joined the garrison. Now he is in the right order."

Han Degong smiled and said, "For your blessing, I am now a platoon under the command of the Guardian, with thirty new recruits in charge! Three of the team leaders!"

"Yes! Han Degong! It's a promising future!"

Han Degong laughed and said, "Thank you for your blessing!"

The person who asked the question asked loudly: "Isn't this collection of land taxes the fathers in the county government responsible for? In previous years, those fathers came to the village chief when this season came, and grabbed one and forced them to urge the land tax. The land tax in our village was so high that no one offered acre of land had to pay one stone and two pounds of land tax for one acre of land."

Han Degong rolled his eyes and said, "County government office? Where are there any county government offices now? The county government offices have been burned by me, and the county magistrate escaped happily. Where do you go to find the county government office? Where do you go to find the clerk of the county government office to collect land taxes for you?"

When everyone heard Han Degong talk about the pride of burning the county government, they burst into laughter.

The county magistrate is indeed a place where old county magistrates and powerful households bully good people. Which common people dare to go to the county magistrate to complain? The county magistrate Ning Dengyun set a rule a few years ago that no matter who complains, as long as he kneels down and calls for justice, or fights drums and complains about justice, the yamen runners will drag them to the lobby to fight fifteen-killing sticks first!

However, the juren and the juren go to the county government office just like their own. When juren go to complain, they not only do not need to be beaten by a stick, but they can also stand and talk to the county magistrate.

The county government is really a place to bully the common people.

When I heard Han Degong say that he had burned the county government office, the villagers looked at me and looked at you, and they all looked very happy.

Han Degong said loudly: "Listen to all villagers! Listen! Now the county government has been destroyed, the county magistrate has resigned and returned to his hometown. Now our Xiangshan County Governor is the mastermind!"

"The Guardian set up a member of the Excuseum Officer in Jinghai Weibao, and is temporarily responsible for the criminal name of Xiangshan County! If any villagers are bullied, they can go to the Excuseum Office in Jinghai Fort to criticize the injustice and boldly complain. The Excuseum Officer of the Excuseum Officer will definitely make the decision for you!"

Hearing Han Degong's words, the people in Hejia Village gradually became excited.

This is clearly stated, the guard is making the decision for the villagers!

Who is Qin Zhao? The people saw what Qin Zhao did this year and were definitely a master of the sky! The three juren in Qinjia Village, where the guard platoon was born, were very powerful and wanted to have a good relationship with the guard platoon, but they were dealt with by the guard platoon. Now the people in Qinjia Village have taken back the land they donated, enjoying more than two dou of land, and their lives are very comfortable.

Not to mention the kindness of the guardians to hire workers and soldiers, as long as they join the guardians, they will be richer for the family.

In the two extremes of the powerful and the people, the county magistrate stood on the side of the powerful without hesitation, while the guards stood on the side of the people without hesitation.

Now the feng shui changes, and it is the turn of the guard to Guan Xiangshan County’s criminal name!

Then isn’t Master Qingtian coming?

When an old man over 60 years old heard this, his face was so excited that he burst into tears. He knelt down at Han Degong with a cane.

"Master Qingtian! But when Master Qingtian decides for me!"

Han Degong quickly went up to help the old man and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the old man?"

The old man shed tears and held Han Degong's hand and said, "Master Paizheng! Master Paizheng is here! My family is waiting for Master Guard to make the decision! The four acres of paddy fields in my family are the ancestral property of my family, and they have never been given to any master. Five years ago, the flood broke out in the Laolao River and flooded my paddy fields. When the flood receded, the juren Xue Li actually said that it was a land without a master. After paying ten taels of silver to the county magistrate, he snatched my paddy fields."

"From then on, my family can only be a tenant farmer of the Xue family, and they have to pay four stones of land to rent to him a year! The family is so hungry that their chests are placed on their backs."

When Han Degong heard this, he shook his head.

"Old man! You go to Jinghai Fortress to sue! The prisoner appointed by the garrison is called Jiang Weishan. This prisoner's style is the same as that of the garrison. He will try the lawsuit anyway, no matter how the garrison decides for the people! You will be able to beat the drums and ask for him, and it will definitely not be a big deal!"

The old man shed tears and nodded vigorously, saying that he would go to Jinghai Castle to file a complaint immediately!

Han Degong stood back to the high place and said loudly: "In recent years, unscrupulous gentry bullied the Heng village and unreasonable mergers have forced the people of Xiangshan County to the brink of not being able to survive. The rice in the big households are rotten, while the common people are poor and poor. The land we guard for generations is always made into family property by them!"

"From today! All these evil policies are over! The Guardian is making the decision for the people! Give the people a blue sky!"

"The Guardian is the master of the matter, and only one acre of land requires two dou and three combinations of land taxes!"

"These land taxes do not require the village manager to work hard to collect them! The "min Zhuang" from Jinghai Fort came out to collect land taxes! The people only need to pay one-nineth of the grain output of two stones per mu to the civil Zhuang of the guards, and they will complete the land tax for the whole year!"

When some self-cultivated farmers who insisted on not giving in to sacrifice heard this, they were so excited that they knelt on the ground and started crying.

It’s no wonder they have never seen the world. The difference is too big. The land tax of one stone and two stones and three stones is five times different. The family with four acres of land can immediately earn nearly four stones.

Finally, I can have a full meal!

Han Degong looked at the scene and found that only about one-sixth of the families were crying with gratitude. It seemed that the contribution situation in Hejia Village was more serious than that in Qinjia Village, and more people were tenants who dedicated the land.

Han Degong said loudly: "The villagers who have already given their contributions can go and discuss with the juren and take back the land! The guard said that from now on, Xiangshan County will not have any contributions!"

"If the juren is unwilling to return the land, the people can take the juren to Jinghai Fort to sue. As long as there are evidence of physical evidence, the marshal will definitely uphold justice for the common people!"

The villagers who had donated the land looked at Han Degong in surprise, and were all over the place.

Han Degong waved his sleeves and said loudly again: "Listen to me! Han Degong said! If you have any questions, come back to me. Han Degong! If the juren is unwilling to return the fields, then bring the witnesses to the Jinghai Fort Tixing Yamen to sue! Let the garrison master make the decision for you!"

Hearing Han Degong's confident words, all the people around the inside and outside knelt down.

They knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Han Degong, and shouted loudly: "It's up to the garrison master to make the decision!"
Chapter completed!