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Chapter 132 The Authority (12)

Zhu Qingqing looked up at the old man opposite and saw that he was covered in gray hair and dark skin. If he hadn't had his skin smooth and elastic appearance, he looked like an old farmer. No matter what his appearance was, the person opposite was her fiancé Zhao Xun's uncle, and Zhao Jiaxin, the famous "Shennong" Zhongwang in the agricultural industry in the Song Dynasty.

After Zhao Jiaren and Zhao official rebuilt the Great Song Dynasty system, seven universities in the Great Song Dynasty gradually appeared. They were Hangzhou University, the Great Song Dynasty National Defense College, the Great Song Dynasty Education College, the Great Song Dynasty Agricultural College, the Hangzhou Medical College, the Great Song Dynasty Political and Law College, and the Great Song Dynasty Surveying and Mapping College.

From the rankings, we can see the status of the Song Dynasty Agricultural College. King Zhong Zhao Jiaxin is the president of the Song Dynasty Agricultural College. He is a great figure with many students all over the world. You can often see from newspapers that the role of good seeds on the Song Dynasty agriculture. There are even legends among the folk that the place where the Zhong Zhao Jiaxin went, there will be a good harvest in the local area.

"This is a gift for you." Zhao Jiaxin handed an envelope to Zhao Xun.

"Thank you uncle." Zhao Xun took it with a smile.

Looking at his fiancé's expression, Zhu Qingqing understood a little why Zhao Jiaren was named King Zhong. Generally speaking, people with the title of Shennong in the world were probably praised as being almost second only to the official family. Shennong was one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. However, all Zhao Jiaxin could see was the love for his relatives, even if this relative was the son of the official family, even if the official family was Zhao Jiaxin's younger brother. Generally speaking, the eldest son should be the heir of power.

Just when Zhu Qingqing was guessing the inner relationship of her husband's family, she saw Zhao Xun heartily opening up his belief. It was not a gift slip, but a deposit certificate from the Song Dynasty general bank. Zhu Qingqing glanced at it and was stunned. The document said '20,000 yuan of total'.

Seeing his nephew's radiant appearance, Zhao Jiaxin smiled and said, "If your father knows that your father controls your money, then you will be letting it go."

Zhao Xun was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth. "Thank you, uncle, thank you!"

"If you think this money will harm you, then you might as well leave it to your father for safekeeping."

"Please rest assured, I will never use this money to eat, drink and have fun."

"How to use it is your business. I worked with your father to cultivate good seeds thirty years ago, and what I lack the most is money. Your father is so capable, and your mother is decent, so I am not too worried about giving you this money."

Listening to the common memories of the elderly, Zhu Qingqing became interested. Not long after, Zhu Qingqing was a member of the Zhao family. The Zhao family was generous and spoke openly. Thirty years ago, the Zhao official family was about the same age as Zhao Xun and Zhu Qingqing, but they didn't know how capable Zhao Jiaren was in his youth.

"Uncle, I want to ask, how old you have earned 200,000 yuan in property. I'll see if I can earn so much at that age." Zhao Xun asked with some interest.

"At that time, your father and I made mosquito coils together. Every penny we earned was spent in half. If you had money, go rent land. It was a few years ago that I earned 200,000 yuan. I was in my fifties." Zhao Jiaxin recalled the past history very much.

"Then in other words, when did my uncle have tens of millions of fertile land?" Zhao Xun continued to make up for the fun.

"It would be very early if there were tens of thousands of acres of fertile land. Well, your father was from Putian to Linqing at the age of fourteen... Well, he was appointed as a county magistrate on Fujian Road at the age of seventeen. He went to Ezhou to fight with the Mongolians at the age of nineteen... Well, he was nineteen. I was married at that time, in my early thirties. I had tens of acres of fertile land for planting at that time."

Listening to the old man's meeting, Zhu Qingqing looked solemn. It was already amazing to be able to manage 10,000 acres of fertile land in his early thirties. However, Zhao Jiaren, the Zhao Guan family had already led the army to defeat the Mongolian army at the age of 19. Such a legend was told from the Zhao Guan family's brother, which was really shocking.

"Actually, I wanted to give you some land, but my father refused. Don't let it go when I give you money this time," Zhao Jiaxin reminded.

After meeting his uncle, he would go to visit his second uncle. Before Zhu Qingqing saw Zhao Jiali, he was very curious about the King Ning who only heard of his name. Among the three brothers of the Zhao family, this one is like a title, has never been named. After meeting King Ning, Zhu Qingqing felt that the royal relative was calm, or a little bit alienated. People were just treated with courtesy as they were.

Although the two had already been engaged, they had not yet got married. It was the weekend, so Zhao Xun sent Zhu Qingqing back to her house. People from the Zhu family would send Zhu Qingqing to school on Monday. Even the son of Zhao Guan family could not live together unmarried in this era. When they arrived at Zhu Qingqing's house, they passed by the gate of the primary school affiliated to Hangzhou University. Zhao Xun smiled and said, "In the future, we have children, so we will send him here to school."

Zhu Qingqing blushed and said, "I'm not serious." Although she said that, she still couldn't help looking at the school. If it were on class day, there would be many elementary school students in the school. Now, the campus is empty... There are a group of teenagers wearing Mongolian clothes standing inside the school gate.

Zhao Xun also noticed the Mongolian clothing of these people, and was a little surprised. The Song Dynasty and Mongolia were mortal enemies, so how could so many Mongolian teenagers suddenly appear? At this time, a Mongolian teenager in the lead happened to turn around. Zhu Qingqing was stunned and saw that the young man had fair skin and handsome eyebrows. If the clothes were not different from those of the Song Dynasty, he would be a handsome young man in the Song Dynasty.

After watching for a while, Zhu Qingqing couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhao Xun. Zhao Xun was tall and handsome. Seeing his fiancé's appearance, Zhu Qingqing immediately became confident.

It was already October of the Song Dynasty, and it was early dark. Zhao Xun sent Zhu Qingqing home and rushed back to his home. It was already dark. The supper at home was almost ready.

Zhao Jiaren did not eat at home, and he was very busy these days. At this time, Zhao Jiaren was in the main club of the school, and the core members of the school had gathered together. Zhao Jiaren said with a sigh: "I forgot who said that all kinds of taxes in all dynasties and dynasties were all in the Song Dynasty. Although that person dared not say famously, what I said for him might be described as tens of thousands of taxes in the Song Dynasty."

After the talk, Zhao Jiaren wrote the four words "Da Song Ten Thousand Taxes" on the blackboard. Now even those who had not figured it out could not help laughing out loud.

"After Mongolia invaded the south and Lin'an General surrendered, my Song Dynasty had not received much taxes for more than ten years. However, the Song Dynasty's court was rich, and the people's life was not as good as the time of the Song Dynasty's ten thousand taxes. Now I don't want to restore the past system of ten thousand taxes, but this tax cannot be ignored. Some presidents already know, and many presidents don't know, and I plan to set four types of taxes to fully implement them in the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Jiaren was able to have today's status because he easily undermined the little emperor and his confidants. The method of undermining was that he did not restore the traditional tax system and relied on the industries controlled by Zhao Jiaren to support the finances of the Song Dynasty. Every penny in the hands of the little emperor and the people who followed the little emperor's banner was brought from Zhao Jiaren, and they could not make a wish by appointing tax personnel. They had not been able to form a real gang in several years, let alone rebuilding the court.

Now Zhao Jiaren is finally going to restore the tax system nationwide. As a real public opinion institution in the Song Dynasty, the academic and social leaders are all calm, fearing that a word will be missed.

According to custom, Zhao Jiaren wrote on the blackboard bit by bit. The students and the generals looked carefully and saw Zhao Jiaren writing.

Real estate tax, real estate tax, consumption tax, import tax.

After writing these sixteen words briefly, Zhao Jiaren turned around and said to everyone: "The Song Dynasty does not require tens of thousands of taxes. I am only planning to collect these four taxes in the future. But I will tell you first that these four taxes will not be tolerated. As long as it is within this category, all taxes will be levied. In the future Song Dynasty, only tax payment and death are inevitable!"

Everyone is in a high position or is an expert in a certain field. When they see the expression of the official, they know that Zhao Jiaren is not joking. Everyone doesn't speak, and listens carefully to Zhao Jiaren's next story.

Real estate tax refers to a tax that uses land as the tax object and is levied on land owners according to the price of land. China originated earlier in the country, but it is generally called land tax or agricultural tax, which is of land income tax. Now Zhao Jiaren's real estate tax is irrespective of land output, but only taxes the land itself.

The Song Dynasty taxes were divided into five-class households, and the fifth-class households were paupers. There is a record of the composition of the fifth-class households: "There are mostly poor households in the prefectures and counties, and the fifth-class households are listed in each county, with less than one-fifth of the middle-class households, and the fourth and fifth-class households often reach nine-tenths."

That is to say, the poor accounted for "nine out of ten" of the population of the Song Dynasty. Although they themselves were the main households of land, they were poor farmers and semi-tenants whose land was obviously not enough to make a living: "All the fourth and fifth grade families have no different sizes of land and no more than acres of land and no more than a lot of lumps or brown cloth, which would be worrying about freezing and hunger. If the winter is cold, I will leave my home and teach the people who have food and clothing to the city and spend the whole month, which is not enough!"

Especially in densely populated areas, "the number of people in Shu increased every year and the land was opened. Only the lower households (four and fifth grades) had thirty or fifty acres of land, or six or seven acres, and more than ten family members were supported. Once they were not ripe, they would die of ravines. It is really pity."

As for the rich, there are about one million people in the first to third grades. Among them, "However, the documents received by counties and counties in the world vary according to their customs. They either use taxes to make a hundred yuan, or use the land to make a mu, or use the family to accumulate wealth, or use the land to receive seeds, and make it the fifth grade. As for the fifth grade, there is quite unevenness. If there is taxes to make a one-tenth of land, or the land to accumulate wealth, or the land to receive seeds, it is the first grade. Although the taxes to make a one-tenth of land, it is the first grade, and the wealth to receive seeds, it is the same, but the rich and the poor are very different."
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