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Chapter 210 The name of the sages spreads to the world

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce

Feng Bingwen, who was participating in the costume competition, opened his answer sheet and saw the test questions for this college examination written in hand. His heart moved and he felt as if the questions were tailor-made for him.

In the last government examination, he also wrote a sharp policy statement, in which he pointed out the great officials and officials in the posture of a keynote scribe.

Unfortunately, it had little effect. Even if he did such a thing in the imperial examination, no one who was short-sighted would disturb him after the examination.

But now during the college examination, he was full of ideas and was planning to write another policy paper to stimulate the wealthy family, but he didn't believe it. After he finished writing this policy paper, these guys could still sit still.

Feng Bingwen had already thought about this policy statement. It was the first policy statement that attracted the aristocratic family members to try it out. The reason was that the suggestions for inventory of land and population census violated the foundation of these wealthy families and would infringe on their interests.

And this time, if he wanted to provoke them again, he would naturally continue to make suggestions that could cut their flesh and bleed them.

tax system!

This is the focus of Feng Bingwen's policy discussion. Daqian's current national policy is to emphasize agriculture and suppress business, because the country's taxation basically relies on farmers who make a living from the fields.

Today is a time of peace and prosperity, and the current emperor is considered wise. As for the administration of officials, it seems that because of several purges, it is also considered Qingming, so ordinary people live a pretty good life.

But even so, most of what ordinary people earn from a year's labor will be taken away by the government, and basically not much will fall into their hands.

In Feng Bingwen's view, there is no doubt that this is unacceptable. The taxes that ordinary farmers have to bear are too heavy. This is still a prosperous age. If the world is a little worse, if natural disasters are added, wouldn't it be a starvation? All over the place? If there are some man-made disasters, it will be a thousand miles away.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen's policy statement begins with a proposal to reduce agricultural taxes. Correspondingly, the operation of all the government's institutions relies entirely on taxation. If agricultural taxes are reduced, the national treasury will be in deficit, and there will probably be big trouble by then.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen proposed in his policy discussion that Daqian could relax many restrictions on merchants, but correspondingly, the collection of business taxes should be increased.

When he wrote this, Feng Bingwen's spirit was shaken, and he felt something secretly. He thought of the machine horse that his father spent a lot of money to buy, and he suddenly understood.

As long as the content he wrote in the policy is adopted by the current government, even if only a part of it is adopted, he will have immeasurable merit, but this is not enough.

"Graded tax collection!"

In Feng Bingwen's mind, he suddenly recalled all the events in his previous life, and he immediately picked up his pen and continued writing.

Today's Dagan is limited to productivity, so taxes must be levied on farmers. However, if the mechanism technology can be used on a large scale at a very low cost, then the productivity of Dagan will be improved to another level.

The people will have enough food and clothing, and will not have to worry about food to keep them warm. Once productivity reaches this level, the tax system can be further reformed based on this, and agricultural taxes can be reduced or even abolished again.

Taxes can be levied in layers according to the personal income of ordinary people, and a standard is set. Those whose monthly income is lower than this standard will no longer be charged any tax, and those whose monthly income is higher than this will be taxed accordingly. The higher the income, the higher the tax. , the more taxes you need to pay.

When writing this, Feng Bingwen felt very happy, but he also knew that there is no possibility of realizing such proposals now, and Daqian's productivity has not developed to this extent.

However, his main purpose at this time was just to stimulate the family members, because the main core of his policy was to suggest that the tax collection targets should be changed from poor farmers to high-income wealthy households.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen stopped at the key points and did not write too much, mainly because he could not write too much based on his accumulation, but these contents were enough.

After letting him finish writing eloquently, Feng Bingwen was only halfway through the college exam. After Feng Bingwen checked the answer sheet, he handed it directly to the examiner and walked out confidently.

"It's only the second day, why is someone coming out?"

"Probably the paper was handed in early!"

"It's too early!"

"Looking at the age of this candidate, he is probably not very old. He is still just a child. He probably just came here to gain experience and did not expect to pass the exam."

"I guess so, but being able to take the college examination is already a child. It is rare for a child to be born at such a young age, and his future prospects are limitless!"

When Feng Bingwen walked out of the Gongyuan, the eyes of many candidates' family members guarding the entrance of the Gongyuan fell on Feng Bingwen's face.

At this moment, everyone is really paying attention, but these eyes do not have much kindness, and certainly not much malice. They are just surprise, surprise, and occasionally mixed with some disdain and contempt.

Feng Bingwen naturally didn't care about the attention of everyone. After passing this exam, he no longer wanted to take the exam anymore. There was no need. After getting the title of scholar, he told the old man that he would take the exam in the name of study tour. It’s not a problem to go to various places in Daqian, even to neighboring countries, and always stay at home.

"Wen'er, why did you come out so early?"

Feng Bingwen was still standing at the gate of the Gongyuan, looking around, when a young wealthy businessman, covered in silk and satin and wearing white jade at his waist, came over with a group of servants with anxious expressions on his face.

"I've finished writing and I'm too lazy to wait."

Feng Bingwen replied calmly.

"So fast?"

Feng Zichuan's face was surprised, and he looked a bit disbelieving. He had participated in the college examination three times, so he naturally knew how tortuous the college examination was. The imperial examination was not only a test of literary talent, but also the physical condition and mental will of the students.

"Um!"

"Then let's go first!"

Feng Zichuan looked around and was unwilling to stay at the gate of the Gongyuan any longer. He pulled Feng Bingwen into a puppet carriage and left directly.

The next day, the gate of Gongyuan opened wide. After the exam, many exhausted or excited students walked out of the gate.

At this time, Feng Bingwen, the first person to walk out of the Gongyuan, was immediately known to many scholars. His body shape and appearance were really unique. For a candidate who was only thirteen years old, he was not only unique, but also unique. Extremely rare.

However, Feng Bingwen's reputation was not well known before. Although some people said that he had won the first place in the prefectural and county examinations, not many people cared about it. It was just a Tongsheng examination, so it didn't matter.

However, when the academicians announced the results, many candidates who came to see the results saw that the name of the first candidate to walk out of the Gongyuan appeared at the top of the list, and some of the candidates who failed the list couldn't help it.

"Who is this Feng Bingwen? I have never heard of him before. Why did he rank first in Jinglin in this college examination?"

"Yes, why? I have been studying hard for thirty years in Han Chuang, and Feng Bingwen is no more than a thirteen-year-old boy. When I took the college examination, he was just learning English."

"I'm not convinced! Why can a mere child be on the list?"

"I heard that this person handed in the paper for the second time and walked out of the Gongyuan. How could he answer all the questions in such a short time? This person must be cheating."

"Yes, he must have cheated. I heard that he has a lot of money, so he must have bribed the examiner."

"I want to see Zhou Mu!"

...At the place where the results were released, when many candidates and students saw that the top one on the list was actually a little-known child who was only thirteen years old, many of the candidates who failed could not help but start making noises one after another.

This news quickly angered the examiner of the college examination, and the examiner in question was also a temperamental person. He directly copied someone else's exact same article on rice paper, and then posted it on the results list.

around the place.

"This is the policy essay written by Feng Bingwen, an examinee from Qingshan County who is the top candidate in this year's college examination. If you are not convinced, you can just come forward and have a look. If anyone claims to be able to write an article that is comparable to it, you can go to the state

Drums are played in front of the Mufu Yamen!"

The clerk who was ordered by the chief examiner to post the ten chapters of rice paper everywhere, then said in a deep voice to the huge crowd of hundreds of candidates who came to see the results, "A round of college examination selection"

It is normal for more than 95% of the candidates to have resentment in their hearts.

"The top policy theory? I want to see what kind of shocking article a thirteen-year-old can write?"

When some candidates who failed the examination heard what the officials said, they were naturally dismissive. What can they write about their age?

"Gah..."

The first candidate who came forward to watch, when he saw what was written in the policy paper, his neck felt as if someone had pinched him, and he let out a strange scream, his eyes widened, and his face showed a look of disbelief.

"Brother Qingsong, what are you doing..."

Someone who was familiar with this person took two steps forward and patted him on the shoulder. Just when he was surprised, his eyes happened to fall on the content written on the policy paper. He was also shocked, his face was distorted, and he said "ho ho" in his mouth.

Voice.

However, no one here cares about their ugly appearance, because there are countless candidates with similar behavior here, and every candidate who saw the strategy written by Feng Bingwen was shocked.

None of the candidates who can take the college examination are stupid. At this point, their reading volume has surpassed 90% of the scholars. No matter how dull people are, they can realize the content of this policy paper.

It is so shocking that it can be called deviant.

"This, is this really written by a thirteen-year-old?"

"Probably, only children like this who don't know the heights of heaven and earth dare to write such a bold article. Even if Wu and others have such an idea, how many of them dare to put pen to paper?"

"Abolition of agricultural tax? Ridiculous, ridiculous! Such childish, ignorant and meaningless words are worthy of the title?"

"How come such a benevolent and talented person does not deserve the first place? The agricultural tax has been abolished, but according to what is said in this article, it can be completely replaced by a commercial tax."

"Commercial tax? According to what the article says, if you want to collect commercial tax, you must encourage business. If we don't suppress such lowly people, it would be merciful. How can we encourage the world to do business? Businessmen are not engaged in production, but value profits but despise justice.

If we encourage people to do business, doesn’t it mean we encourage people to pursue profit? In this way, it’s not far away that the rites will collapse and the music will collapse!”


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