At this time, no one spoke, and no one smiled. The onlookers below looked blankly at the young man above talking awkwardly, some of them looked enlightened, and the county magistrate lowered his head and pondered something. Behind him
The expressions of the people are also different, and they all look at the young man in a strange way.
Liu Jun seemed to be staring in the direction of the county magistrate, but his pupils were not actually focused.
"Should we blame the state government for raising taxes for this kind of thing? I can't think so. After all, they are in this position at the expense of their own lives, whether it is to make a fortune, to be promoted and make a fortune, or for their own clan, mission
It was pressured from above. Their decision at that time may have been just to complete the task. However, after opening this hole, more and more strange taxes were imposed. The farmers had to pay more and more taxes every year. They could not support it.
There are more and more people selling land, so there are more and more people selling land."
"In the past few years, it was said that the Hu people were going to be beaten, and the Hu people were paid more. Money was required to train the troops, and the training pay was increased. More and more people did not have enough to eat, and more and more people went to the mountains to become bandits. In order to clear up the bandit troubles,
, with the increase in wages, the land of my betrothed daughter-in-law’s family disappeared two months ago, and a few days ago, the land of my family disappeared.”
At this time, the honesty on Liu Jun's face had disappeared, and his raised eyebrows and tight lips revealed a cold aura.
Suddenly, someone among the people behind the county magistrate shouted tremblingly: "Everyone, leave quickly. This is Liu Shitou from Lijiazhuang."
"Is there any problem? Didn't he say that he is from Lijiazhuang?" someone asked in confusion.
"Liu Shitou, the Liu Shitou who killed You Kui." The man almost cried.
You Kui? Isn’t that You Kui from the Li family?
Everyone reacted immediately, swarmed forward, and retreated to the county government office to protect the county magistrate.
Just as he took two steps back, two figures jumped out from the crowd and stood in front of the gate of the county government. One person had red hands and a bloodthirsty look on his face, while the other person was holding two bows, one long and one short.
Dao was a little embarrassed and obviously not very willing.
The crowd of onlookers stirred for a moment, then became quiet again, and no one left.
Liu Jun looked back at them curiously. He saw panic, helplessness, and recognition, but he did not see fear.
Turning his head, he felt a little panicked, his body felt light and his eyes were a little moist, but then he smiled, and his smile was full of confidence.
Looking at a group of people surrounded by the three of him, Liu Jun couldn't help but sigh, hating them for not fighting? Maybe, more emotions were chaotic, and Liu Jun couldn't sum up a suitable word to describe it.
Although he was surrounded by people, it didn't seem like he was being protected. Instead, he felt like a shield. The county magistrate didn't seem to be panic-stricken, but just went with the flow.
"Pa~" Liu Jun clapped his palms hard, and the air exploded. After a scream, the people in the county government squatted on the ground one after another, leaving the county magistrate standing there standing out from the crowd.
Liu Jun smiled, turned around and shouted to the crowd behind him: "Folks, bring me two stools, and I'll have a chat with the county magistrate."
Immediately, someone shouted: "I have it at home." Then there was the sound of running. In less than half a minute, two stools were thrown from behind the wall across the road to the people squatting on the wall. Soon the news reached Liu
Jun's hands.
"Bah." The two stools were put down two meters apart. Liu Jun stretched out his hand: "Please."
The county magistrate was not polite, dusted the hem of his official uniform, and sat down directly.
The distance of two meters is quite interesting. If two people who are not familiar with each other sit opposite each other, they will not feel wary of each other because they are too close, nor will they appear too far away, which will cause a sense of isolation.
After sitting down, looking at the county magistrate's warm eyes, Liu Jun felt a little uncomfortable. He dug around in his arms and took out a semi-finished wood carving and a palm-long handleless dagger. The dagger was outlined on the wood carving.
After a few moments, Liu Jun soon calmed down. But Luo Tong, who was standing at the gate of the county government office, had his eyes twitching.
The county magistrate looked at the wood carving in Liu Jun's hand with some curiosity, and was a little surprised that Liu Jun could calm down so quickly. Confucianism also has martial arts, but Confucianism focuses on spiritual practice and does not reveal its magical powers. Ordinary people don't know it.
The practice is the universal Confucian practice - Xin Zhai. Through long-term practice, you can reach the state of not being happy with things, not being sad with yourself, not being confused when facing big events, and not losing your normalcy when facing benefits and dangers.
There is another peculiar aspect of this exercise, because when you enter the state of mind fasting, others will feel a little strange when they look at you, and then you will lose concentration and feel at a loss. At this time, it will become easier to persuade the other party.
Liu Jun successfully eliminated his influence on him through a few strokes of outline on the wood carving. It seems that this is also a strange technique similar to Xin Zhai.
"The county magistrate is a good man." Liu Jun suddenly said.
The county magistrate frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "He's just a fool."
"How can anyone who can be a county magistrate be a fool? It's just that the county magistrate has not thought about this issue. After all, the education the county magistrate has received since childhood is probably to cultivate one's morality, manage the family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world."
"Cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern your country and bring peace to the world?" The county magistrate's eyes lit up, "That's a good summary. I didn't expect Brother Liu to know much about Confucianism."
"No, don't think too highly of me. I saw this from other places." Liu Jun shook his head, "My understanding of Confucianism is very shallow. I just know that the ultimate goal of Confucianism is to assist the king to create a prosperous age. What are the methods used?
, that is, to squeeze the value of the people at the bottom as much as possible, but not to force them too much, so that the people at the bottom lose the motivation to live. It’s just that most Confucians have a high vision and a low hand, and cannot stop the powerful land annexation by aristocratic families, so the country receives less and less money.
, if there is no money, the only option is to raise taxes. If taxes are raised, more people will lose their land. It is a vicious cycle. In the end, the country will have no money to support the army, resist foreigners, and repair water conservancy. The people at the lower level can no longer stand the country’s tyranny.
Rising up and resisting, this is what people call the three hundred destiny of a country. It is a continuous cycle. It’s just that the next dynasty will still be rich.”
The county magistrate was first dull, then sad, and finally just sat there slumped. His Xin Zhai Qigong had been broken at some point.
"It has been more than two hundred and fifty years since the founding of the Zheng State. Looking at the current situation, tax rates are getting higher and higher, fewer and fewer people have land, bandits are everywhere, and the national destiny of the Zheng State is basically coming to an end."
As he spoke, Liu Jun opened his collar, pulled out a red scarf from his clothes, and tied it around his neck.
"Not only three days ago, the Red Scarf Bandits were involved, and you, the county magistrate, have the most orthodox say in Qingshui County. I wonder if the county magistrate has any idea of protecting the people here before this troubled times comes."
"How to protect it? Although I am a county magistrate, I have no right to mobilize any of the brave soldiers stationed in the county. And you red scarf bandits, will you attack other bandits' nests to protect this area?" The county magistrate was a little hysterical.
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Liu Jun looked at the county magistrate with some surprise: "Of course there is no problem in attacking other bandit nests, but the most important issue now is not this. As a land official, the most important thing for you is not to complete the tasks assigned by the superior officer, but to make this
The folks who call you old parents can have enough to eat."
"This..." The county magistrate was a little stunned. He had never looked at things from such an angle. Is it people-oriented?
"I plan to open a few inns at the foot of Qingsong Mountain. As you know, that is the most convenient way to the dock in Linshui County next door. If you, the county magistrate, endorse it, I think there will be more and more passers-by there. I will
Discuss with the leaders of the cottage to determine a suitable pumping ratio. Of course, it will definitely be much lower than it is now. The county will have a part of this money, of course it will not be too much, but it is not a lot. I hope this
The money can be used to offset part of the tax."
"What you said is very good, but on the surface I am the boss in the county, but in practice the people below are doing the work, and my words are not very useful." The county magistrate was a little embarrassed.
Liu Jun looked behind him. Lord Bo County, including the six house officials, all looked at this magistrate who betrayed his subordinates with disbelief. Even if this is a fact, you can't tell it. Aren't you afraid of embarrassment?
The county captain covered his face and made pig noises, making it unclear whether he was crying or laughing.