Chapter 1965: Chang Yu Cries and Takes Action

The official loan interest allowed by the Ming Dynasty was 30%, but Song Ren borrowed 60%.

Moreover, there is no extension if it is overdue, and there is no interest compounding.

"...The land was taken over by the government and sold. The small debts were repaid, and the whole family became tenants..."

"Uncle Xinghe, once it is determined that he has escaped, the original fields will be sold."

Chang Yu was a little sad, but Fang Xing was very calm and asked: "Who do they usually sell to?"

"Local……"

There is almost no need to answer this question. You can tell by looking at Ma Rong's face.

Wang Ying felt that this was his opportunity, so he said: "Uncle, sir, this is called selling the land to give away the land. The local gentry bought it, but they actually don't have much money."

Half sale, half giveaway...

Wang Ying knew that today would be a subversive day, so he said boldly: "Later, there was a decree from the government to exempt the disaster-stricken areas from taxes, but... those tenant farmers still have to pay rent."

The emperor took pity on the people and issued a decree to exempt the rich from taxes, but the tenant farmers still paid rent to the landlords.

Chang Yu said bitterly: "You continue."

He felt that he was a little superior and had little awareness of the sufferings of the people.

Wang Ying took a step back and said: "The local grain manager is very clever. Those farmers cannot afford to pay their share, so they can only borrow money, and they are getting poorer. In recent years, I have seen hundreds of families who have become poor because of this... "

"Split?"

Fang Xing asked gloomily.

Wang Ying said awkwardly: "Uncle, I just made a clever name... I found a name to collect money... but what I'm most afraid of is Kemai."

This man was risking his life. Fang Xing nodded, and Chang Yu immediately said, "Come on, I'll protect you."

Chang Yu can be called a high-ranking official in the border area. When such a big shot offered to protect him, Wang Ying was so excited that he immediately rebuked those tactics.

All kinds of expenses, all kinds of hard work to spend money on tea, all kinds of tricks when collecting grain...

"... Kemai is most afraid of people,

If the superiors want something, they give money to people to go and buy it, but those people transfer it to Qingpi, and Qingpi goes to people's homes to extract it. In the end, they don't spend any money, and they even charge a lot more, all of which are divided by those people. …”

Chang Yu blinked his eyes, tears gradually filling his eyes.

Fang Xing just looked up at the sky.

"...the people are not only afraid of exploitation other than taxes, but they are also more afraid of servants, that is, servants, who come in all kinds of names. The most fearful thing is to take on official duties to provide food, which can ruin their families in almost a year. There are also all kinds of servants. , with an order from above, the people will have to pay..."

"Bitter!"

Fang Xing thought it would be Song Ren complaining, but he didn't expect it would be Chang Yu.

Chang Yu covered his face with his hands and choked: "I have not noticed the suffering of the people for a long time. I am derelict in my duty! This is dereliction of duty!"

Song Ren looked at his feet blankly: a pair of straw sandals were black, the toes were cracked, the nails of the thumbs were even turned up, and traces of pus could be seen on the edges.

Fang Xing wanted to roar or get angry, but in the end he just sighed.

"This is rotten from the root. We must have the courage and determination to cut off the rotten flesh, otherwise the Ming Dynasty will surely be unable to return!"

Fang Xing looked at the people around him and saw Ma Rongdui walking over with a smile.

"Uncle, when Song Ren's family couldn't get rid of the problem, the student lent him money to help him. Later, his family fled far away. The student didn't even think about reporting to the officials to hunt him down. He just took pity on him and let his family live together after he came back. Farming is also a good way to make a living..."

This is a pair of shameless eyes, this is a shameless mouth...

Fang Xing waved!

Snapped!

Just when Ma Rong fell to the ground, Chang Yu's slap passed by the place where he had just stood.

Chang Yu rushed over with a snort and kicked with his feet.

Who has ever seen a chief minister kick someone?

Ma Rong was kicked and rolling on the ground, howling. His green shirt was covered in dust, and his face was scratched in many places...

"Beast! Beast!

Chang Yu was panting and kicking, and was finally hugged tightly by two officials.

Ma Rong could no longer get up. He lay on the ground and howled miserably, but Fang Xing concluded based on his rich experience that his bones were not broken.

"This matter is not about one Ma Rong, but thousands of Ma Rong. Lord Chang, have you made up your mind?"

Chang Yu nodded, turned around and waved, and immediately the accompanying government officials rushed over like a wolf and picked up Ma Rong, and then went all the way to the village.

Xiaodao finally called the three children over with the help of the woman, and then divided the candy.

The sweet candy brought laughter to those three dirty faces.

"Dad, sweet, sweet..."

The little girl ran to Song Ren, jumped up and down, and handed him the candy spit out from her mouth.

"Dad, you eat, you eat..."

Song Ren just woke up from the shock that Ma Rong, who had been pressing on his head, was taken away. After hearing this, he lowered his head and saw his daughter's cheerful face, and tears couldn't help but fall down.

"Why!"

Farmers cry in many ways, but the silent sobbing while squatting on the ground and holding their heads is the most sentimental.

The little girl slowly squatted down, then looked at her father, wiping her tears and said: "Dad, eat candy..."

The silent sobbing turned into loud crying. Song Ren knelt on the ground like a child, holding his hands in front of him, crying with all his energy...

The woman was crying too, holding her two children in her arms.

The sticky saliva melted with sugar dripped from the child's lower lip.

This is heart-wrenching sadness.

It comes from the sadness that Xiaomin has been pent up for half his life.

The few scholars who were blocked outside saw Ma Rong being kicked and beaten, saw him being escorted into the village, saw the grief of Song Ren's family, and saw Chang Yu's tears...

What's going on here?

"Uncle Xinghe, I want to submit a memorial."

Chang Yu sighed and said: "I am guilty, my rule is chaotic, the people are suffering, I am guilty..."

Fang Xing said with a stern face: "This is not just one place, but the entire Ming Dynasty. Mr. Chang, now you should know why you are trying to cancel the privileges of the gentry, right?"

Chang Yu nodded and said: "In just a few decades, the countryside has been occupied by these people, and the people are at their mercy. If this continues, who does this Ming Dynasty belong to?"

At this time, there was a noise in the village, and then the petty officials led many people out. Behind them were several bullock carts with a lot of things piled on them.

"Sir, Ma Rong's family has a lot of money, gold and silver, a pile of land deeds, many gift slips for communicating with officials...many letters..."

Chang Yu shook his head, cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Xinghe, I have to go back to gather people right away, so I'll take my leave first."

Fang Xing nodded, Xiao Dao said behind him: "Sir, those scholars have run away."

Fang Xing had already seen the few scholars running away in a hurry.

"Uncle, they definitely want to go home to eliminate evidence of their crimes. I am willing to lead the way to hunt them down."

Wang Ying was completely in trouble today. The little official was ruthless. Once he was in trouble, he no longer considered retreat.

Fang Xing shook his head, "No need. There is no evidence of any crime other than the extra fields. Under the tide, these small fish and shrimps have no way out. They must either obey and clean up the fields, or join forces..."

"Uncle, don't they dare?"

"They dared."

"Da Ming is just their toy, there is nothing they dare not do."

Fang Xing thought of Jin Zhong and those officials...

"The Ming Dynasty has never lacked upright officials, but under the current general background, they either follow the trend, or they can only be showy, high-minded and reclusive, and are excluded by the mainstream..."

Fang Xing looked coldly at Ma Rong, who was detained next to the bullock cart, and at the farmers slowly walking out of the village, and said, "This will all make sense."

Wang Ying knew that she had climbed up to Chang Yu and Fang Xing, and her heart was so hot that she almost wanted to jump on the spot a few times.

Fang Xing was still happy that he had won Chang Yu's support. He walked to Song Ren and comforted him: "Your family's land will be redistributed, and they will live a good life. It will definitely get better and better in the future. "

Song Ren timidly said: "Uncle, from now on..."

"There is no future. Taxation will become easier and simpler in the future. If it exceeds this scope, whoever collects it will be unlucky for the whole family."

"Uncle, is it true?"

Song Ren looked longingly and said, "As long as I don't have any extra money and food, I will definitely be able to live a prosperous life."

"Will do."

Fang Xing was already thinking about how to propose changes to the Ming Dynasty's current tax structure and collection methods. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and then he hurriedly led people back to the city to prepare a memorial.