When Yu Jia came out in a hurry, she saw Fang Xing and several soldiers chatting there with each other.

But when he spoke, the corners of his mouth were tugging. When he looked closer, he found that it was cracking.

"Both Xinghe, Your Majesty summoned him."

Fang Xing put down the teacup and pointed at the servant behind him and said, "Please give them something warm. Fang Wu, remember to give them some money."

The soldiers immediately refused and said, "Your Majesty, you are so kind. It's just a few pots of tea, so it's not worth the money! Go quickly."

Fang Xing was stunned and did not insist, so he bowed and followed Yu Jia in.

All the way to the Ganqing Palace, the monarchs and ministers in the hall felt a little sorry for Fang Xing when they saw Fang Xing's appearance.

The mouth full of holes, purple skin, and the rough look on both hands is like old tree bark...

After the salute, Zhu Zhanji's eyes were slightly dark, and he said with a slightly face: "Go... and get a bowl of medicinal tea for Xing and Bo."

Fang Xing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to worry. I just rushed to the road and was in good health."

Is this here to ask for help?

The eyes of the ministers were slightly moved, some were secretly happy, some were expressionless, and some were worried...

Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a moment and said, "Xinghe Bo has worked hard all the way, so go home to rest first."

This is to suppress the news, but Fang Xing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with Jinan."

Zhu Zhanji's heart finally fell down and asked, "I received an urgent report the day before yesterday that someone was intercepting it on a rainy night, how about it?"

This is something that all the ministers are concerned about. It is evil outside, but the emperor refused to explain it in detail. In the end, he had to rely on rumors to obtain detailed information. It was all tears to say it!

Zhu Zhanji asked with a smile: "It's said that Xin Laoqi fought against a hundred, but it's true?"

The memorial was written by Fang Xing himself, so Zhu Zhanji naturally would not doubt it. The re-mentioned matter was just to let the ministers feel the rampantness of those people.

"Xin Laoqi fought alone that night and killed more than 70 people!"

"oh!"

"Oh my God! Is there such a fierce man!?"

"This...can't be...I heard that all those people are dead."

The ministers were shocked and suspicious.

"He is a hero!"

Fang Xing said firmly: "Duke Yu and Laoqi of Xin stopped the chaos in Jinan City. If Fang was killed at that time, Jinan City would inevitably become a flame, and those people would take the opportunity to attack!"

All the ministers nodded. If Fang Xing had died at that time, Jinan City would definitely be a battlefield.

Those people will use a dilapidated city to remind the emperor: Stop making trouble, if you continue making trouble, the Ming Dynasty will become a mess!

But some people were secretly regretting that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit weird!

Fang Xing smiled, the crack at the corner of his mouth was pulled, and he frowned and said, "For personal gain, Xin Laoqi protects the master with his own body and is not afraid of death. Fang thought of the court at that time. If everyone was not afraid of death and everyone was the public, what would the Ming Dynasty look like."

He turned his eyes to Wu Xun and nodded, "Shandong Commander Li Wei was tempted by a woman and sat in the city without anyone to take care of him. Fang had already beheaded him in front of the camp."

The Wuxuns were a little embarrassed. They could command the commander, but Li Wei didn't know who they were.

When Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing still wanted to stimulate Wu Xun, he said, "I already know this, but Li Wei is useless. He almost missed a big deal at the critical moment. If he hadn't been beheaded on the spot, I would have used his head to warn the army."

Wu Xun apologized for his crimes, and Zhu Zhanji said: "It is so important to clean up the land. Those who dereliction of duty... cannot be forgiven. Right governor Jiang Xuze, the whole family took it and was exiled... Sumatra!"

Fang Xing was watching. After Zhu Zhanji's decision to deal with it, he saw that the civil servants were almost all looking dim.

Exile to Sumatra is really worse than death!

"Now that acres of land in Jinan have been cleared, the next step is to strip and pay attention to the people!"

Zhu Zhanji saw through the key points of this matter. Now, the most fierce opposition is probably the farmers who devoted their land to the gentry!

You can't say that you are sad about not fighting for this kind of thing, it can only be said that the people lack a sense of security.

They were afraid, fearing that after they escaped from the protection of the gentry, the slight officials and grain masters would throw them into the eighteen levels of hell and use taxes to make them cry.

"Your Majesty, I think there is only one way to solve this problem!"

"Oh! Na Xing and Bo talk."

Fang Xing rushed back to the capital eagerly, and there must be something important, so could this be it?

Not only Zhu Zhanji, but also the ministers pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Fang Xing's eyes gradually calmed down and he said, "I think the key to the people's willingness to contribute is that the Ming Dynasty did not give them a sense of security, which prompted them to hand over the land at the risk of losing all their money."

sense of security?

"sense of security?"

Jin Youzi asked, "Xinghe Bo, can you tell me more carefully?"

Fang Xing nodded and said, "In other words, the Ming Dynasty... did not fulfill its responsibilities. The people were in danger of being safe and feared the government like a tiger. They were afraid that the Ming Dynasty could not protect them!"

Jin Youzi's face suddenly turned red, hissing, shaking his body a few times, and hissed: "Xing He Bo, what you said...you are so rebellious!"

Fang Xing said solemnly: "It is a fact that the people are not safe in the future. Whether it is taxes or various plunderings below, or even labor, you can destroy your family. I dare to ask Lord Jin..."

His eyes slowly turned, and some of the ministers looked at him, but they were glaring at him.

You Fang Xing dare to say such words?

Where did you place the Ming Dynasty?

Fang Xing pointed to the sky and asked vigorously: "Dare you guys, who will protect them? Who is protecting them?"

An official went on duty and said, "Xinghe Bo, the people can eat enough and have a house to live in. This is to live and work in peace and contentment, so what else should we protect us?"

Fang Xing looked at him with contempt and said, "Why not eat meat?"

The official pointed at Fang Xing in anger and said to Qiqiai Ai: "Bo Xinghe, you... you are so ruthless!"

Why not eat minced meat? This is a bit offensive.

But Zhu Zhanji was just silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Xing didn't want to talk to people with such concepts, so he turned around and said, "Your Majesty, I think that a tax system can be used at present!"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became cold, as if the cold winter was coming early.

How many years has the agricultural tax been?

countless!

Once the first tax system is piloted, it will almost cut off many people's financial resources.

This is not scary, what is scary is that the local area can no longer use the money and grain they have plundered to raise non-staff personnel.

If all officials are in the organization...

Imperial power goes to the countryside!

This thought flashed through the minds of the ministers in the hall almost at the same time!

Fang Dehua!

Countless pairs of eyes seem plain, but the hatred hidden deep in them can almost destroy the entire imperial city!

You should know that their family relies on imperial power to go to the countryside to live a prosperous life.

The imperial power went to the countryside, that was...

"That's a tyrannical Qin..."

After a scream, everything was quiet.

Zhu Zhanji's face turned pale and his eyes flashed, and it seemed that a storm was brewing.

Yang Rong came out and said, "Xinghe Bo, since the beginning of the Qin Dynasty, the imperial power did not neglect the countryside. The position of the village chief is the embodiment of the imperial power in the countryside!"

This refutation is good!

Fang Xing said, "Mr. Yang said, "What can the village grow up do? In the eyes of gentry, the village grows up is not much better than the family slave!"

His lips were slightly raised, not smiling, but angry, trembling in anger.

"Does the village elders in the village have the power to fight back in front of the gentry?"

Fang Xing said angrily: "The gentry is colluding with officials, who dares to offend them? The annexation in various places is so serious. Where are the villagers and the villagers? They don't dare to let go of one of them, and many of them join in and share the weight together! This is what you call imperial power going to the countryside? Fang thinks this is just a fool to deceive the superiors and conceal the subordinates! If it continues, the places below the county will not belong to the Ming Dynasty! They are from the gentry!"

"DPRK-China decided to clear the land. Do you know what those people said?"

Fang Xing closed his eyes, looked sad, and said slowly: "Fight for profit with the people..."

Compete with the people for profit!

Some people were nodding seriously, while others were glanced at him with disdain.

"Who are those people?"

Zhu Zhanji's words were shocking, Fang Xing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, those so-called people are probably gentry and farmers who contributed land."
Chapter completed!