The sky is getting later and later, and the lights of the Zhengwen Palace are hanging high. From the main hall to the high eaves at the entrance, to the jade-carved stone lamps on the stone railings and the vast square under the stone railings, there are lights everywhere, as bright as a sea of stars, illuminating the entire palace. Like daytime.
In the center of the main hall of the Zhengwen Hall is a large irregular table made up of countless tables. Around the bumpy "table", sit Li Qian's ministers and officials.
The ministers and officials have been sitting there all day. Some people have deep expressions, leaning back on their chairs and looking thoughtful. Some people are looking down at the words with serious eyebrows. Some people are holding their cheeks, hoping that the meeting will end soon. Some people can't stand the sleepiness and hunger, so they lie down. He fell asleep soundly on the table.
Yang Guanxian was sitting in the front seat. He also held his cheek and his hand, and his fat flesh squeezed his left eye into a slit.
Mu Tingyu on the other side was in good spirits, and he turned over and over the books and pages piled up in front of him.
The pages are filled with new laws, reform laws, land systems, new taxation chapters, military systems, criminal codes, etc.
What he picked up and looked at again and again was the most discussed change in the official system today.
After arriving in Hejing, Li Qian had one-third fewer officials than before in Yong'an, but the booklet given by Ah Li still had two words written on the sixth page, "overstaffed."
Compared to Ying Jinliang who was on the same ferry, the number of officials in Hejing is much better, right? Is it still redundant?
Yang Guanxian's snoring could be heard from the side. Mu Tingyu rolled his eyes and turned to look at Yu Shiling on the other side.
Yu Shiling leaned back on the chair, his eyes half closed, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping.
Mu Tingyu looked at Zhuge Mountain next to him.
Zhuge Shan was completely asleep. Whether he was really ill or pretending to be ill, he had been lying in bed before and his body was indeed almost exhausted.
Mu Tingyu didn't know who to talk to for a while.
His final idea may not be accepted by the girl, but he is really confused.
How could there be no emperor?
From ancient times to the present, which dynasty or generation has not had an emperor?
Without the emperor, wouldn’t the world be in chaos?
Yang Guanxian's arms gradually couldn't support his fat and round head. He leaned forward and hit his forehead heavily on the table.
With a "boom" sound, Yu Shiling raised his eyelids and looked in his direction.
Mu Tingyu coughed lightly and kicked Yang Guanxian under the table with his short legs.
Yang Guanxian raised his sleepy eyes, rubbed them, and said, "I'm sleepy and blind."
"Other things that are easy to handle, what should we do about this?" Mu Tingyu knocked on a few pieces of paper on the table, "How can you become an emperor if you don't want it? Why doesn't Miss Ali want to be an emperor?"
Yang Guanxian took some time to wake himself up, looked at the paper on the table, and suddenly said: "Now we are not electing an emperor, we are redundant, and we are asked to drive them away."
"Hurry? Who are you chasing?"
Yang Guanxian raised his eyes and looked around to make sure that everyone was exhausted and not many people were paying attention to them. Then he leaned close to Mu Tingyu's ear and said, "Let me tell you the truth, whoever has more fields will be driven away. "
"Why?"
"The first chapter of the reform is about land changes. All their land must be taken away. Then you say that people with a lot of land are not allowed to rebel!"
Mu Tingyu was confused and looked at Yang Guanxian in shock.
Disturbing the land is no joke.
Didn't Princess Yangping just grab people's land and property before, causing everyone to shout and beat her up?
Mu Tingyu said: "Well, if Miss Ali is not a good emperor, why is she going to grab people's land?"
Yang Guanxian said: "Look at Mingtai County today, heavy taxation is one thing and another. Those who are powerful have no land to cultivate, and those who have land are unable to cultivate, and the fields are all deserted. If those fields are allocated to those who are powerful, the common people will lose their land." If they have their own land, they are so happy. Why worry about not being able to produce, increase grain, or pay taxes? Moreover, these taxes are paid directly to the government by them, eliminating the landlord's level of tenant rent."
Mu Tingyu's brows knitted into a knot as he listened.
It is not true that there were no reform officials in history who wanted to move the land, but none of them turned back despite the difficulties and ended in failure.
Looking at the whole world, those who hold power and land, ranging from aristocratic families to ordinary squires and landlords... If all these mighty powerful people join forces, who can withstand the situation?
Mu Tingyu couldn't help but glance towards Zhuge Mountain out of the corner of his eye.
Among the many high-ranking officials present, the Zhuge family is the most prestigious. Zhuge, Yi'an, is that a joke...
The entire land of Yi'an belongs to his family, and it is no different from being granted the title of king. Even if it is Li Zhi, he has to be directly parachuted into the Ministry of Personnel as a senior official.
"What are you afraid of?" Yang Guanxian whispered again, "Does your Duke Rongguo still have land? It's just a palm-sized piece of land."
Eh?
Mu Tingyu blinked his eyes: "Yes, yes...there is nothing left in my old Mu family."
Not only him, but all the princes and ministers from Yong'an to Hejing, including the old god Yu Shiling over there, their several manors and large tracts of fertile land on the outskirts of Hejing have been rewarded by Song Zhiyi long ago.
Even some of Li Zheng's princes were no longer crowned kings because their fiefdoms were gone.
After arriving in Hejing, Li Ju issued strict instructions not to purchase more private property. Although some people still secretly hoarded it, they were afraid and did not dare to make any big moves. They could only hold on to a small amount of things.
Not long ago, Yu Chuancai lost all his wealth because of the Naijun Restaurant on Yugui Street.
Therefore, if the land reform is implemented now, only the original landowners in Hejing will be offended, while the vast majority of veteran officials in the court will not be harmed because there is nothing to gain or lose.
No, not only did they have no profit to lose, they had no support from land and family business. When the Li Qian Dynasty collapsed, they were easily trampled by those local landowners with big families and businesses.
Mu Tingyu suddenly said in surprise: "I'm going..."
Only then did he realize that the only lifeline that the veterans of Yongan could hold on to was the powerful, wealthy, famous and even more famous girl named Ali.
Shouldn't this be twisted into a knot, up and down with one heart?
Yang Guanxian whispered: "Where are you going?"
Mu Tingyu murmured: "If Miss Ah Li wants to implement the land reform now, it will be a golden opportunity with the right time, place and people."
Yang Guanxian listened, and his heart was filled with enthusiasm: "That's Miss Ah Li. She is truly unparalleled in the world. Now this opportunity will last forever, and even God will help her."
"Yes," Mu Tingyu suddenly felt a hint of gloating in his heart, and said slowly, "I have been exposed to rain."
Yang Guanxian looked at him: "Huh?"
"So, I want to tear up other people's umbrellas," Mu Tingyu laughed, his peach blossom eyes shining brightly, "It's great!"
Yang Guanxian paused and said in a low voice: "But Miss Ali said that this matter should not be rushed."
"Why?"
"Changes happen quickly. She said you can take your time within five years and don't rush it."
Mu Tingyu calmed down and said, "Don't be afraid, we can just write about the torture."
"Torture?"
"Well, it's not advisable to be gentle at the moment. If we want to seize people's land, we have to kill one to serve as a warning. At the beginning of every new dynasty and every new law, we have to kill. If we kill more, people will become more honest."
Yang Guanxian sighed: "Miss Ah Li must be careful, she is not a land occupier."
"That is?"
"She said that of all the peasant uprisings in history, they all stopped as soon as they reached the land. Let's not talk about history. Just look at Lin Yao and Qian Xianmin in Huazhou. So...
We have to continue sowing, sow here." Yang Guanxian pointed to his big head.
Mu Tingyu seemed to understand but not quite.
"There's no hurry, no hurry," Yang Guanxian sighed again, "Miss Ah Li is far-sighted and thoughtful. It's been a long time in the past five years. Let's take our time, don't rush for quick success, remember to proceed step by step and strive for stability, and we will definitely succeed."
Mu Tingyu nodded, suddenly feeling that something was not right. He frowned and looked sideways at Yang Guanxian.
Yang Guanxian also looked at him: "Huh?"
Mu Tingyu paused and said, "Oh, it's nothing..."
Mu Tingyu suddenly felt that compared to him who just wanted to survive at first and now wanted to show off so that he could hug the girl's thigh tightly, why did Yang Guanxian, who was just looking at the glib and carefree person, have such a heavy sense of mission.
Moreover, this sense of mission did not come from his compassion for the common people, but more like... his personal worship of that girl?
But thinking about that girl, let alone a cult of personality, it is not surprising that she has a large number of followers.
Why, she doesn’t want to be the emperor?
Hey, forget it, Mu Tingyu felt that it would actually be good if there was no emperor.
He retracted his gaze and looked at the words on the table. Five years was such a long time.
