Chapter 1963: Xinghebo, It Has Begun (Congratulations to the New Leader ‘Zimu Mo’)

"Cynic? Interesting."

Fang Xing missed his family a little. He remembered that when he went out, he cried as if he was about to say goodbye to Wuyou, wishing he could fly back home right away.

The sun in the north is different from that in the south. When exposed to the sun, it feels like it is overwhelming and pervasive.

south……

Zhu Zhanji originally intended to choose the south for the pilot project, but in the end he was intimidated by the power of the southern gentry and finally chose Jinan proposed by Fang Xing.

He persisted in looking at the blue sky for a while, and then his eyes became sore, almost as if he was blind.

He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What does Pan Song mean?"

As an entourage, Shen Shitou is responsible for 'protecting' Fang Xing.

According to the emperor's instructions, if the situation went bad, he could directly knock Fang Xing unconscious and take him all the way back to Peking.

"Uncle, that's just a villain. He wants to pull strings and use the opportunity to pursue an official career."

Shen Shitou thought Pan Song was a villain, but Fang Xing disagreed.

"Human beings have selfish thoughts. Science cannot change human nature, but he did create a problem for Uncle Ben..."

"Are those students still making trouble?"

"Yes, uncle. They were standing outside the Chief Secretary's office. They didn't say anything, they just stood there."

"This is a demonstration, but they don't dare to come to Uncle Ben's place. It shows that they are all people who are good at making a living."

Fang Xing stood under the eaves, stretched out his hands, let the sun shine on his hands, and felt the burning heat.

"The first thing to do in this matter is to clean up the land and trace the source, but this requires Chang Yu's cooperation."

"On Daming Lake, he didn't promise anything, but I believe he will definitely do it, but... he just does it."

Fang Xing felt that Jinan at this time was like a vegetable market. Everyone stopped and looked at him quietly.

"Let Chang Yu come."

Regardless of his official rank or status, Fang Xing had the capital to let Chang Yu come.

When Chang Yu arrived, Fang Xing had already taken a nap and was in good spirits.

"Uncle Ben wants to check the fields."

Chang Yu said numbly: "Okay, I will cooperate."

"I want to carefully check the fields."

"I must be serious."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "This matter is related to the fate of the Ming Dynasty. Whose side is Mr. Chang on?"

Chang Yu said stiffly: "Of course I am on His Majesty's side."

"Well, I always like the purity in the military and the simplicity of killing. Some people say that I am a nine-turn big intestine, but compared with you, I am just a little white flower."

Fang Xing felt that people in this world would always stand on their own side first and look at problems from their own side. It was rare for people to put aside interests to look at problems.

Chang Yu's eyes became more lively and he said: "This is another kind of killing. If you succeed, you will ascend to heaven, if you fail, you will die without a burial place. I don't know why you are so stubborn, but it is what I should do." Do it without hesitation.”

"Uncle Xinghe, you are well-known in both civil and military affairs and can go down in history. The trust of three generations of emperors is enough to establish a legend. What do you want to take such a risk...?"

Chang Yu asked seriously, and Fang Xing answered seriously.

"I just saw a mistake and thought that this mistake would lead to the decline of Ming Dynasty, so I came."

Chang Yu was speechless and bowed to leave.

"I am ashamed of myself."

Chang Yu lamented: "Naxing Hebo's eyes are very serious. I know that he doesn't bother to use lies to deal with me, so he really wants to change this situation."

Jiang Xuze, the right chief envoy, said in a low voice: "Sir, since the news reached Shandong, the public has been very excited! He wants to take chestnuts from the fire. We have no choice, but we can't also pay for it, right?"

Chang Yu's eyes changed slightly and asked, "Has your family come to see you?"

Jiang Xuze smiled bitterly and said: "That person has arrived in Jinan, how can that family sit still? Don't forget, the wall collapsed back then... The outside world said it was that person who did it. This is a meeting of enemies!"

Chang Yu lightly tapped the table and said, "Goodbye."

"grown ups……"

The left and right chief ministers all had the same rank. If Jiang Xuze refused to agree, Chang Yu would have no choice but to take the lawsuit to the imperial court.

But Chang Yu did not hesitate, "This is His Majesty's will. All the important ministers in the court have agreed, but you are communicating with that family secretly. No wonder Xinghe Bo said that we are officials of the saint's family. No, we are just hanging on." The official of the saint’s sign.”

Jiang Xuze said with cold eyes: "Sir, this matter is like fishing for iron chains from a frying pan. There is a raging fire at the bottom of the pan. I still say what I said, we can't fish chestnuts out of the fire for him."

Chang Yu looked over his shoulder and said calmly: "It's up to you."

Jiang Xuze stood up and resigned.

The discord between the left and right chief ministers would have been a big problem in normal times, but Chang Yu had no intention of holding back.

Jiang Xuze walked out of the Chief Envoy Si Yamen, looked at the new generation of scholars opposite him, nodded slightly, and then went to the left.

"It's so sunny! Go hide under the eaves."

"We can't go. If we go, the momentum will be weakened. Let's just stand like this, and someone will come to replace us half an hour later."

"Someone fainted..."

Jiang Xuze came to a mansion all the way. The mansion was very big, but he had no intention of admiring it.

"They want to check the acres."

"Who? Fang Xing?"

"No, Chang Yu has promised Fang Xing that he will start the inventory immediately. According to my judgment, after the inventory, Fang Xing will gradually start cleaning up. I am afraid that the donated land cannot be saved."

"That person is causing trouble for himself!"

In the study, a man in brocade clothes stood with his hands behind his back. He had been looking at a painting hanging on the wall. At this moment, he turned around and said reservedly: "Without tax exemption and land, who will still study?"

Jiang Xuze nodded and said: "That's right. I think Fang Xing is still trying to build momentum for his science. Once these favors are gone, will more people learn his science..."

The man in brocade clothes praised: "Lord Jiang has a unique vision."

Jiang Xuze said modestly: "Mr. Shiqi, you are too kind. The wolfish ambition of this matter is obvious. I am just watching from the sidelines."

The man in brocade clothes smiled and said: "Yes, we watch from the sidelines. We need to watch and see what the outcome of those who do evil will be."

Jiang Xuze bowed and said goodbye. The man in brocade clothes sent him out of the study and watched him leave.

"Sir, this person looks like a greedy person."

The book boy who was packing up the pens and ink in the study muttered his opinion of Jiang Xuze.

Mr. Seventeen smiled and said, "My house is just a signboard. Many people want to use it, from emperors and generals to ordinary people. But a signboard is a signboard. Do you want to use it? Then show your sincerity..."

...

Sincerity is a very precious thing, and usually it must be expressed through actions.

Chang Yu began to show his sincerity.

On the third day after Fang Xing arrived, Huang Lu, the prefect of Jinan, came to Fang Xing's residence to ask for an interview.

"Xinghe Bo, let's start."

Fang Xing looked up at the roof and said, "Is there any difficulty?"

"Yes."

"When the petty officials below go to check the land, the local Lijia grain chief will probably pretend to obey. If things go wrong, there will be bloodshed."

This man has some knowledge!

Fang Xing looked down at him and said, "Doesn't the grain chief want as many people as possible to pay taxes as possible? Then this move will only benefit them, why do they pretend to obey but secretly disobey?"

Huang Lu said, "The local grain chiefs are most afraid of the separation of registered households, and some conceal their land. What they are least afraid of is tribute."

Fang Xing understood as soon as he heard it, and asked, "Those tributes lead to a reduction in taxes in a region, and everyone will get used to it, right?"

Huang Lu nodded and said, "That's right. The grain chief likes to have tributes in the place he manages, so that he can use it to evade the higher-ups, and the higher-ups can't do anything about it. It's the same in the Ming Dynasty, so they can only turn a blind eye and let him pass."

"In other words... the scholars who have obtained tax-free privileges are actually the grain chief's backers, and the two sides will even collude to make profits..."

"That's right."

Huang Lu said helplessly, "If the grain chief goes against his wishes, the scholars will naturally have all kinds of ways to deal with him..."

Fang Xing remembered that when he first arrived in the Ming Dynasty, the grain chief actually came to collect taxes, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, in that case, let's go and see."