Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chapter 2045: Everything Is Just Beginning

Xu Jingchang was stationed in Jinan. He was the grandson of Xu Da and a relative of the emperor. His prestige was naturally enough.

He carefully watched Jinan Prefecture, and scouts were constantly rotated to various places in Jinan Prefecture every day.

In a word: peace, not riots!

For this reason, he placed a large cage and several machetes outside his residence.

His murderous behavior still scared many people.

After Fang Xing's purge, those gentry were still frightened. Xu Jingchang was a relative of the emperor. Who dared to offend him?

So Xu Jingchang was proud.

But Wang Shang had no time to be proud. He was busy printing the first official newspaper.

When the first official newspaper came out, Wang Shang, who was guarding the printing room, couldn't wait to see the effect.

See Mingbao!

This is Fang Xing's calligraphy.

At the beginning, Wang Shang had thought about the imperial pen, but Fang Xing flatly denied it. This was a struggle below. If Zhu Zhanji was pulled into the battle group, the influence would certainly be expanded, but the contradictions would also increase a lot.

Jianming!

This is the article. Even if there is someone specially hired to check it, Wang Shang wants to do it himself.

"Send!"

...

When Wang Shang walked into the governor's office, those complicated eyes looked like daggers to him. He wanted to reach out and grab them, and then turn the daggers into words and spray them to the entire Ming Dynasty!

"Hello, sir."

Chang Yu's face was a little pale. He slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Bailian is here, but I am not feeling well. I am sorry."

Wang Shang held a court report in his hand. He said: "Sir Chang, this is the Jianming report. According to the arrangement before Xinghe Bo left, it should be issued by the governor's office and sent to all parts of Ming Dynasty."

Chang Yu took the newspaper and smiled bitterly at first glance.

The author was written next to the title: Ming Xinghe Bo!

This is not a big enough matter!

Chang Yu looked carefully.

There were seven articles on one side, and the first one was Fang Xing's.

"......"...The greed of the gentry is endless. Their desire for land and slaves is almost destructive. They will kill gods and Buddhas...""

It's too intense!

Chang Yu shook his head and said after reading the article: "Xinghe Bo's words are too intense, like a manifesto. If it is sent out, I am afraid it will cause a storm!"

Wang Shang didn't think so: "Lord Chang, after the Jinan incident, after clearing the land, is there still room for easing? Will those gentry be more friendly..."

Chang Yu glanced at him and had nothing to say to this rebellious old man.

"Your Majesty has already agreed to this matter, and I will naturally do it here..."

...

A horse came quickly from the Baoding Prefecture government office. When it was close to the horse, the postman on the horse handed a bamboo tube to the clerk who came out and said, "Report!"

The clerk took the bamboo tube in, and soon there was a roar from inside.

"This... this is looking for trouble!"

"Post it at the city gate, let people watch it, don't let anyone tear it up or alter it, and get some pens, ink, paper and inkstone, let them copy it!"

The court bulletin was quickly posted at the city gate, and those who were entering and leaving stopped to look.

"...Jian Ming Bao?"

A scholar shook his head and read: "...Jian Ming, author...Da Ming...Xinghe Bo..."

"Read it!"

The people on the side saw the scholar's face flushed and full of anger, so they shouted. Then they remembered that he was a scholar, so they shrank back.

The scholar pointed at the official report and said angrily: "What nonsense! What nonsense!"

At this time, two young men squeezed in, and one of them read aloud: "...The rise and fall of dynasties have been alternating, and the rise and fall are all the suffering of the people..."

"...The former Song Dynasty did not stop annexation, the gentry and powerful were greedy and concealed the land. Once Jing Gong was defeated, there was no hope..."

"...When it came to our dynasty, there was still a lot of land in the early days, and the people were able to live in peace. Now annexation has come again, and refugees are everywhere..."

"...Taxes are the foundation of a country. Emperor Taizu Gao allowed poor students to reduce taxes and labor service, which has become a tool for annexation...Tax avoidance The method is magnificent!"

"... Poor family, I see now that all the gentry in the Ming Dynasty are poor. I guess they don't have food to eat the next day, so they rob and plunder..."

"... Business is not prosperous, the country is not strong, there is no money... Mergers will continue, and the lower-class people will never have peace!"

After reading, the two young men turned around and said, "We are the children of science. In the future, whenever we see Ming Pao, we will read it to you. If you don't understand, you can ask us."

"The gentry in the Ming Dynasty are all poor? What does this mean?"

Someone in the crowd asked, and then timidly looked at the gathered men in blue shirts.

"This means that most scholars with official titles are now exempted from taxes and labor service, which was originally a preferential treatment for poor students. If they are not poor, why should they be exempted?"

"Yes! Why should they be exempted?"

The two young men looked at the blue-faced men in green and said, "After the exemption, we can accept donations. It was originally national wealth, but it has become private wealth for personal enjoyment. When the donations increase in the future, who will pay taxes? Who will support the army? Where will the court get money for disaster relief?"

"Okay, we will copy a few copies here, take two copies for yourself, and you can take the rest."

The yamen runners were on the side, and the two young men took paper and pen, then squatted on the ground to copy.

After writing, the two took a copy each, squeezed into the crowd, and left quietly.

There was a silence at the scene, and the men in green muttered gloomily, and then dispersed.

"They are all crazy! They are crazy! They still won't calm down. Who will benefit from the commotion? No one!"

Complaints were heard in the government office, and then it fell into silence.

But the outside world had already exploded.

"What does this mean? Are you trying to discredit us?"

A group of scholars found a restaurant to meet. During the meal, all kinds of anger were erupting, and the shopkeeper and the waiter didn't dare to get close.

"That man is unscrupulous, and His Majesty actually let him do it..."

"Shut up!"

A man shouted: "Don't mention His Majesty, be careful not to get into trouble."

After a moment of silence, a young man stood up and said: "Look at those people, they all believe it. Everyone, if this goes on, we will become parasites!"

Another man said in a deep voice: "Don't forget, some people have been saying that the court will implement a single tax system in the future. This is a deadly thing!"

"Once the single tax system is implemented, what will the farmers be afraid of? If there are more fields, they will pay more, and if there are fewer fields, they will pay less. Who will be unlucky in the end?"

"It's us who are unlucky! In the future, we will be the same as those farmers and the tenants in your family!"

"What should we do?"

Everyone at the table was depressed.

After a long time, a man in a green shirt said quietly: "Everyone, there are quite a few people... Two of my classmates are among them. They think that if it is cancelled, then cancel it. If they can work, then work. If they can't, then just farm. At least they can earn their living and not be parasites!"

There was another silence. A man with a crooked mouth, who looked like he was mocking someone, said: "They are showing their loyalty! But they are stepping on our backs. Shameless!"

"That's right, why read books... shameless!"

A court report disturbed the peace of Baoding Prefecture. The prefect was so anxious that he asked people to keep an eye on those scholars with high prestige, and at the same time cursed the instigator in his heart.

"Fang Xing, you are just bored!"

...

"Xinghe Bo is really a brilliant idea!"

Under the pull of several cows, a heavy cast iron piece was pulled up through a gourd.

Several craftsmen watched from the side, shouting from time to time to control the height.

"Okay, okay! Slow down..."

"Stop!"

Several craftsmen pushed the cast iron in the air, slowly pushed it to the thick cement floor, and then carefully aligned it with the drawn position.

"Put it down! Put it down slowly!"

"A little more! Steady, steady!"

"Good!"

After a slight vibration, the cast iron fell into the drawn range.

"Not bad!"

Jin Ying turned around and said to Zhu Fang: "We must hurry up and produce steel as soon as possible, and we must also hurry up with those machine tools you mentioned. When the time comes, we will compete with the Ministry of Industry to see who is better!"

Zhu Fang nodded and said confidently: "We are definitely better!"

Jin Ying said with satisfaction: "That's good..."

Downstream of the canal, rows of tall and spacious houses rose from the ground, and the track has led to the canal wharf...

Everything is just the beginning...

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