A county magistrate wants to remeasure the fields and draw fish scale books. Is this a big deal or a small deal?

This is obviously a big deal for Lu Hong, but it is a small deal for Zhu Guangli.

Because he was small, he was honest about Lu Hong: "It is naturally good to re-draw the fish scale book. The fields in Meishan County were flooded before, and they were re-measured once, but the entire Tanzhou was re-measured, and I am afraid there is no need for this."

Lu Hong shook his head: "What you want is not measurement, but response to this matter. Now some state officials in other roads have begun to re-measure it. But the general trend has not yet come true, so you can also stand up and try it out. Your Master Qiangu is gone, and re-measure the fields and check whether the Master has enough pockets. It is also common for him to do it."

Then he clicked a little table: "The magistrate Xu and the King of Jin have a life-and-death friendship, so there is no doubt that re-measurement of the land is what the King of Jin means. I think this matter will be beneficial to the people of the world and I am happy to see it happen."

Zhu Guangli held the teacup and thought slowly.

He personally read the fish scale book of Jinghu South Road. Except for the slight differences after the disaster, almost all of them are correct. This is due to the fact that the King of Jin has been farming in the fields all year round. County magistrates and wealthy families in various places dare not embezzle poor farmland. If it is replaced by other roads, the situation will be much worse.

Some people only have four or five cents of acre of land, but they still pay taxes on one acre of land. Some people have tens of hectares of fertile land, but they may not have to pay taxes.

There are many people who have become farmers and untouchables.

If you remeasure the land, these people who collude with officials and businessmen will first object.

King Jin started with Xu Laiyu and picked up a thread, and then slowly pulled up more threads from the connections and favors he left in various ways over the years.

A silkworm eats mulberry leaves, and the movements are insignificant, so he didn't care about it. However, after hearing Lu Hong's words, he thought that it would eventually become a situation where mulberry cannibalism will be eaten.

He wants to respond to this action, yes, but he cannot use Yuan Shaopei as an excuse as Lu Hong said.

Yuan Shaopei entered the Sansi, but his reputation could not be flawed. He could use his own reputation - he said that he had lost his master. When he checked the file, he was absent-minded and dirty the fish scale book and the yellow book. He needed to remeasure the land and investigate the Ding household.

After thinking about it, he looked at Lu Hong and nodded: "Thank you, sir, for your advice, I will do it, but I still have some questions."

"Please say it."

"After measuring the fields, will the King of Jin take action on the tax on the fields?"

Lu Hong nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Zhu Guangli asked again: "Suang Ye Zhang won't object?"

Lu Hong said seriously: "In my opinion, the Zhang family will retreat as an advance, let King Jin go back, and win back the holy heart. After all, the Zhang family is very stable in the previous dynasty and the harems of the King of Jin may not see the little turmoil caused by the King of Jin."

Zhu Guangli nodded: "This retreat is still a loss, King Jin is still at a loss. It is better to retreat, endure it for a while, and then act cheaply after gaining a foothold."

Lu Hong smiled slightly: "Where can the King of Jin retreat? Could it be that he will retreat to our Tanzhou?"

Zhu Guangli was silent and felt ridiculous about his thoughts.

King Jin was a man with no way out.

Tanzhou is indeed good, with mountains and rivers, vast money and food, and simple people, making people want to live their lives here.

This place is so nice and too small.

If you stay here for a long time, you will be trapped by the mountains and rivers here. Within your eyes, you will only have mountains of varying depths and surging rivers. You cannot see the vast world outside. Going south is wealthy, going north is smoke, and you cannot see the unpredictable storms and clouds above the court.

This is only suitable for people like them who have no ambitions.

What's more, the Zhang family was eyeing King Jin. Once King Jin retreated, they would stand up immediately, take advantage of the opportunity to enter, be everywhere, spread everywhere in every corner of Tanzhou, and then wait for a suitable opportunity to directly bury King Jin in this beautiful landscape.

I really have no choice but to go forward, and I can only keep moving forward, step by step, gain a foothold in the court, go higher and see farther.

"If it doesn't work..."

Zhu Guangli didn't say anything else.

If the success is king and the defeat is enemy, the defeat is naturally death. What can I say?

A thought flashed through Zhu Guangli's mind and looked at Lu Hong with a sincere expression: "I am very confused today. I heard that the teacher will meet each other and want to ask the teacher to see if there will be any disasters in the future."

Lu Hong smiled and said, "Gold Zhu naturally turns bad luck into good fortune, and he will also have noble people to help him in the future and soar."

"Then let me borrow the good words of sir." Zhu Guangli got his words as if he had a reassurance.

His only noble man, King Jin. Since he can rise up straight, King Jin will definitely be able to enter the Eastern Palace.

After saying goodbye to Lu Hong, he simply took advantage of the rainbow energy in his heart to climb to the top of Lushan Mountain. Looking around, the river water was like a silver belt, wrapped around the mountains. The mountains with mountains not only retained the water, but also blocked his view.

The scenery in Kyoto must be very good. If you climb up to a five-story restaurant and look out, the scenery will definitely be completely visible.

Song Eyue in Kyoto did not think the scenery was very good.

Once the Lantern Festival passes, the wind in Kyoto is like a demon. It is blew in the dark and dark, without any mountain blocking it. The sand and dust go up to the sky and into the earth with the wind. People stand outside, and in less than half an hour, they will let the sand and dust pile be halfway.

As soon as the wind blew, all kinds of shops in Kyoto had to close the doors, and even the rats didn't go out to avoid the wind blew.

This wind blew everyone in Sitianjian.

On the second day of the second month, I will go to Dongcheng to take the land ceremony and personally plow the spring to show my importance to agriculture. If the wind and sand are not stopped and the auspicious day is not auspicious, they will be responsible for the Tianjian.

Fortunately, a few days before the farming, the wind and sand gradually subsided, and there was no longer any turbulence or chaos. On the day when the farming and farming, there was only a hint of breeze.

Only then did everyone in Sitianjian feel relieved.

In one acre of three-point fields, two farmers were standing oxen, two elders were supporting plows, and thirty actors from the Jiaofangsi, all wearing coarse cloth clothes, hoes, manure baskets, clean buckets, bamboo baskets and other things, pretending to be farming. Ten were dressed as gods of wind, thunder, clouds and rain. On the farming platform, there were 200 people in the city who were watching the farming.

The "people" also have their own origins, Song Huiyue and Yinxiao were mixed together, Zhang Xuzhang was also among them, and Yue Huaiyu was also among them, all of them were looking at the fields divided into twelve ridges.

Everyone was waiting for breath.

As the ritual chants loudly, the officials appeared on the top of the country. The weather suddenly cleared up, and the sky showed a very clear blue color, the sun shining, golden light, and the weather was very good.

Everyone on the farming platform saluted neatly. Their eyes first fell on Jin Shang, and then all fell on King Jin and King Yan.

The two princes dressed exactly the same, both of them were Wang Mian. In previous years, only the King of Yan was there, and there was no comparison. Today, the King of Jin was there. You can tell which one is better or worse at first glance.

King Yan was slender, slightly thin, with a serious expression and a solemn expression. Wang Mian looked a little majestic when he looked at it. But when he looked at King Jin again, his eyes were as lacquered as jade, his red lips and white teeth, and his expression was upright and bright, Wang Mian made him noble and majestic.
Chapter completed!