To cry in the temple, you must cry in the temple.

Even if everyone knows that crying in the temple is useless at this time, crying in the temple is an attitude, crying in the temple is a principle, and crying in the temple is a way of life...

Well, for the students of Nanjing Imperial College, this is indeed a way of life.

"...The heavens are in trouble, and this monster is born!"

There were crowds of people in front of Confucius Temple. In the surging blue color, a middle-aged man in green shirt stood on the temporary wooden platform and recited loudly.

Although it is not appropriate to chant.

But Liu Zongzhou was indeed chanting the tombstone of his five-person tombstone in a chanting tone.

He recited it against the gate of Confucius Temple. Although it is formally necessary to enter, it makes no sense to enter. After all, they are not for other green insects to watch. This kind of drama is used to awaken the people. Who can see and hear it when reciting it?

Countless green insects were kneeling on the ground, stretching from here to inside. As for the Dacheng Hall inside, there was another group of people paying tribute. It is said that the leader was Kong Zhenyun of the Kong family in Quzhou, and the hereditary doctor of the Five Classics of the Hanlin Academy. However, at this time, the Northern Sect also had a Kong Zhenyun, and it was the second place in the 47th year of Wanli. It is currently an editor of the Hanlin Academy. The Kong family has grown to the point of being too crowded, and it is no longer rare to have a duplicate name. It is one generation higher than Quzhou.

All the green insects were crying.

Although they are basically howling, there are indeed a few who shed tears.

After all, Yang Xin has suffered too much in this area over the years, and in this situation, a few green insects will inevitably think of those friends who were persecuted by him.

"Brother Qishan, isn't this right?"

Amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, a voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Zongzhou, who was reciting the tombstone of the five-person, raised his head in shock and then all showed an angry expression...

"Yang Pie, come down!"

"This traitor blasphemed the Confucian Temple!"

...

Immediately afterwards, the green insects got up one after another and pointed their hands in the air ahead.

Well, Governor Yang is on the roof of Dacheng Gate.

Above this big door, which is actually three doors, the roof with green tiles and flying eaves, the target of the tens of thousands of scholars declaring him was sitting there looking at them leisurely, holding an apple in his hand. I don’t know how he got up or when he got up, but it was obvious that there was a while there. The scholars who were bowing to the ground just now felt disgusting, as if they found a larva of fly on the plate.

They were all bowing to him.

It's simply outrageous!

"Governor Yang, what crime should you be guilty of blaspheming the Confucian Temple?"

Liu Zongzhou looked at him and sneered.

"Brother Qishan, don't scare me, okay? I'm here to check whether Dacheng Gate is damaged. It's wind and snow these days, and the Yangtze River is almost frozen. If Dacheng Gate is damaged because of this, wouldn't it be a great disrespect to Confucius?

With Yang's respect for Confucius, he naturally had to come here in person.

It just so happened that Yang was also good at flying eaves and walls, which saved the court the cost of hiring workers. By the way, I was so loyal to the country. In order to save money for the court, I did not hesitate to climb so high in this winter. Brother Qianshan did not praise me but said that I was blaspheming the Confucian Temple, which made me so sad."

Yang Xin said.

"Shameless!"

"mean!"

...

There was a angrily scolding below.

Liu Zongzhou raised his hand and signaled to the scene calmly. Although Yang Xin's explanation was shameless, he could not refute it. There was no need to get entangled in such matters.

The green insects shut up one after another.

"So can Governor Yang come down?"

Liu Zongzhou said.

"No, I haven't finished checking yet!"

Yang Xin sat there and said, gnawing on the apple.

There was another scolding below. At this time, the green insects inside also noticed him, followed by an angry curse. Amid the internal and external curses, Yang Xin gnawed the apple with ease. Liu Zongzhou looked at him deeply, and then continued to recite the tombstone of his five-person, but the green insects could no longer kneel down, and they would still kneel towards the traitor.

"Brother Qishan, did Yang not offend you? Isn't it a bit too much for you to scold me like this?"

Yang Xin said.

"Governor Yang, the Han and the thieves are incompatible!"

Liu Zongzhou answered very simply.

"The traitors are incompatible, and there is nothing to say about this traitor."

One of the blue insects shouted.

"The Han and the thieves are incompatible, and Wang Ye is not biased. When they fight with this treacherous minister, loyal ministers and righteous men come to the capital to reveal their true face to Your Majesty. If Your Majesty doesn't see you, we won't pay a penny of silver tax!"

Another shouted.

"Tax resistance, tax resistance, tax resistance!"

One shouted more excitedly.

Then the remaining green insects all waved their fists and roared like they were injected with chicken blood, just like they really paid taxes. However, this is indeed the most gentry of Jiangsu and Zhejiang gentry shouted the most in recent years, and there were even people clamoring to fight taxes together with the various prefectures in Jiangxi. After all, this was the most powerful weapon in their hands. In fact, the gentry of the Ming Dynasty had become a daily operation at this time. This was the blame for Wanli. Although he lacked control, the weak handling of tax resistance can be said to have encouraged this unhealthy trend.

Especially in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

After Suzhou's tax resistance, the imperial edict of Wanli, which "the reason for public outrage is public, and the feelings are worthy of pride" made this behavior that originally needed strong suppression reasonable.

The same heroic ending made tax resistance a glorious.

This guy has not died yet. He was sentenced to death in the 30th year of Wanli. Now that Wanli's grandson is the emperor, he still lives well. He originally voluntarily guarded the tombs of five people in history, but he died of illness until the Chongzhen period. Such a special symbol made tax protesters a hero that everyone admired.

Until now, it has not been reorganized.

Even Yang Xin can do it.

He actually didn't care about this. After all, the taxation system was too messy and too laborious, and the income was slow, which was far less simple than the one he searched his house everywhere. More importantly, the tax was easily transferred to the poor, but the searching of the house allowed him to take the opportunity to divide the land.

So he wasn't interested in this.

In fact, as long as the Ming Dynasty collected all the taxes that should have been collected, it would not be too difficult to get it everywhere. However, no province has collected all the taxes in full. All provinces have arrears, and the highest one can be owed to 50%. Wanli is usually lenient for such things, and even has no choice but to find a reason such as the title of the prince and write it off directly. Anyway, he knew that it was impossible to collect them, and it was useless for him to force him. Moreover, many of them were caused by the increase in the number of escaping.

After nine thousand years of age came to power, the tax supervisors who had been scattered were largely focused on this.

What should the official do?

I have to find ways to complete the taxes!

Tianqi waived Liao pay and forced the imperial edict to stipulate that the fire consumption should not exceed 20%, and even the Su Songchang area should not exceed 5%. Thanks to Hai Rui, who forced the provision of 2%. Although it is also rising now, he finally has a quota. In this way, the officials really couldn't find enough reasons to attack the farmers, and they were also afraid that the people would rebel too hard. At that time, they made themselves fall into the ground, and industry and commerce became the best choice.

Just nine thousand years later encouraged this again.

After all, officials cannot be said to be completely in the same group as local gentry. If they are forced to do so, they have to attack the gentry.

Needless to say, if you put together the forgotten taxes and collect all the industrial and commercial taxes you should collect, you can achieve a large extent the rated taxes.

In the end, the gentry of industry and business felt more and more pressure.

What's more, there are the newly established taxes over the years. Just one stamp duty is a headache, and the inheritance tax, which is simply disgusting.

Now those corrupt officials like this, after all, this tax is too easy to make a fortune.

Who doesn't like inheritance lawsuits?

If there is no dispute, those corrupt officials will also find ways to create disputes. The death of a gentry will immediately make the local officials excited. They will use this inheritance tax to get a piece of the pie to the greatest extent. After slaughtering a fat sheep, they can send away the vicious tax prisons and make a fortune by themselves. Especially, this kind of thing is least dangerous and there is no need to be afraid of arousing rebellion. In fact, there is such a good thing, and other gentry will only cut a piece of meat together.

As for the poor...

The poor have a lot of legacy.

In short, it is not only Yang Xin who is hateful, but also corrupt officials who are increasingly hateful. In this case, the word tax resistance appears more and more frequently in the mouths of those gentry who cannot bear it. When they are excited and shout it out, they will have a normal reaction.

but……

"Everyone, this word cannot be called casually, it will kill people."

Governor Yang added fuel to the fire.

“Tax resistance!”

"If you resist taxes, you will not pay taxes. What should you do if you resist taxes?"

...

The green worms below continued to shout excitedly.

Although they didn't mean they wanted to unite to resist taxes, they must not retreat at this moment in front of this treacherous minister. They must not lose face and their momentum must be overwhelmed. Besides, everyone is just a little bit awesome, not to take action. We call for taxes, not to really resist taxes. What can Yang Xin do to them?

Speaking of which, there are a bunch of civil servants in the Dacheng Palace, and they are also watching the fun at this time.

Moreover, Yang Xin could not arrest anyone. The entire area was full of scholars. In this crying temple, there were more than 7,000 scholars and juren, and the attendance of more than 10,000 children, almost all scholars around Nanjing arrived, including some from Zhejiang and Jiangxi. They blocked the entire Confucian Temple, and even the bridge of the Qinhuai River was crowded with people. In addition, those who watched the fun, it can be said that the entire block was in a mess. Even if Yang Xin wanted the Jinyiwei to arrest them, he could not enter.

“Tax resistance is illegal!”

Yang Xin stood up and shouted righteously.

The green insects below looked at him in shock, and then burst into a very happy laughter.

"Tax resistance, tax resistance!"

One of them waving his fists howled.

"I'll say it again, it's illegal to gather people to encourage tax resistance."

Governor Yang shouted again.

"Tax resistance, tax resistance!"

...
Chapter completed!