Zhao Han was very satisfied lying in a beautiful doghouse and surfing the Internet.
It's not easy. I didn't expect to come to this feudal martial arts world and find the feeling of modern Internet surfing.
"I'm sending you an order. The magistrate of Luohe County has taken bribes, violated the law, and defrauded tax collectors. He will be arrested on the spot and beheaded at the quarry in the city!"
"I entrust you with the order...Behead!"
"I entrust you with the order...Behead!"
"I am hereby entrusting you to the magistrate of Tushan County to abide by the law and work conscientiously. I will be promoted to the third level and be promoted to the magistrate of Tushan!"
In one day, fourteen magistrates were killed and five were promoted to magistrates. This was the pinnacle of feudal imperial power.
Even on the verge of the end of the dynasty, it still has strong control and inertia.
The people applauded one after another.
Some rebellions that were about to appear were temporarily suppressed with the use of the magistrate's head.
Of course Zhao Han knew that it was impossible to change the dynasty immediately with this Xiawang alone.
But she believes that there are many smart people, and they will find the most suitable usage——
Just like now, she saw a scene.
In the prison, two prisoners sat opposite each other, one was a middle-aged official with tender skin and tender flesh, and the other was an old man with a weathered face.
The official gentry asked: "I don't think the old gentleman looks like a gentry, so why was he imprisoned in the sky prison? Only court ministers are imprisoned here."
The old man cried bitterly: "I am a carpenter, and I was asked by the internal prison to repair the Yanwei Hall. After I arrived, I went up and down, touched it carefully, and said, 'The wood of this pillar is rotten from the root.' It happened that a factory
When the guard passed by, I was arrested."
"The factory guards are hateful!" the middle-aged official gentry scolded.
"Did you come in like this too?" the old man then asked.
"Oh, I am the official responsible for repairing the Yanwei Palace. The other officials initially said that more money would be needed, but I only spent half the money to repair it. In the end, they falsely accused me of cutting corners and cutting corners, so
I was caught and brought in. You are right, the wood of this palace in Dayan Dynasty is rotten from the root." The middle-aged official shook his head and sighed.
"In this world, good people suffer..." the old man sympathized.
Not long after, a factory guard walked in: "I hereby declare that XXX and XX are indeed grievances. They will be acquitted. Anyone who falsely accused them will be punished."
Then two more people were imprisoned, one was a factory guard and the other was an official.
"He was the one who caught me!"
"It's me he framed!"
The carpenters and officials kowtowed: "Your Majesty, your Majesty!"
They had no idea that what happened to them was caused by the emperor who had only listened to others.
Zhao Han laughed out loud.
Then her thoughts changed and she saw another place.
A small island on the sea is covered in green shade, and among the green shade, there is a group of cannibals.
Three people appeared on the island, namely a Tatar with a money rat tail, a Japanese pirate holding a sword, and a skinny Dayan man.
They were soon captured by the cannibal chief.
The chief said to them: "If you can name something that we don't have here, I can spare you. If you can't tell me, I will eat you all!"
The Japanese pirates were full of confidence: "You definitely don't have a sword!"
The chief laughed so hard that he asked his men to take out the sword they had just captured from the Japanese pirates.
The Japanese pirates were eaten while screaming.
The Tatar was very frightened. After glancing around, he said to the chief tremblingly: "You don't have braids."
The chief smiled again: "This is simple."
He directly asked his men to imitate the Tatars and shave off a money rat tail, so the Tatars were also eaten.
However, Dayan people have always been calm and calm, watching with cold eyes.
When it was his turn, he asked: "You must not have three wages."
The chief panicked when he heard that. He thought for a long time before saying: "Indeed not."
Dayanren said again: "I know you don't have it, but I also have a question."
"Excuse me, sir." The chief said respectfully.
"Since you don't have three wages, how do you learn to eat people?" asked the people of Dayan.
Seeing this, Zhao Han was stunned.
At this time, a voice in the sky roared: "Three rates? Yang Xiang said that only the income will be increased to those who have land, and the poor have no land, so they will not receive it; and the three rates in total are only five kilograms more rice from one acre of land."
, why do you have to force people to eat people?"
This voice was full of majesty, but there was also unconcealable fear and uneasiness in the majesty.
"Are we only collecting five more kilograms of rice from those who have land?" The skinny Dayan man, still calm and calm, said to the sky, "Why do we see that the landlord does not collect it, but only collects it from us tenant farmers? One acre
The land will charge an extra two taels of silver in taxes! Two taels of silver is equivalent to one hundred and fifty kilograms of rice!"
The voice in the sky was silent.
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The emperor was silent.
Only today did he realize that what he had seen and heard before was ridiculous.
What ministers are disloyal, what factory guards are dishonest...
What's floating around, what's selling one's official position...
Those are important, but not important.
The most critical part was not clear until today.
There is something wrong at the root.
It's obviously a tax on landowners, it's obviously a tax on landowners, it's obviously only an increase of six jins of rice, but in the end it's 150 jins from tenant farmers who have nothing!
A full twenty-five times!
No wonder we have to rebel. It’s impossible not to rebel!
Who can afford to farm this land?
One acre of dry land only yields one to two hundred kilograms of millet a year, which is not even enough to pay taxes!
The emperor completely understood.
If he hadn't seen this, he might have been destroyed by the imperial court. He still didn't understand what the problem was, and could only simply blame it on the bastards of the ministers.
Why, why didn't the factory guards say it, the ministers didn't say it, the eunuchs didn't say it?
Don’t they all know?
No, it’s because they all have one!
Just like the military pay, everyone has a share, but the most deserving soldiers are not.
The same goes for taxes. The landless tenants who should not be levied the most are taxed entirely on them. The gentry who should be levied the most are not paying taxes!
This is not just about killing one or two county magistrates.
What to do?
The emperor only felt that a huge thing, exuding a foul smell, was attacking him.
Among them, below are the wailing tenant farmers, above are the cruel officials waving whips, above them are the masters pretending to be deaf and mute, and at the top is the crumbling imperial court.
And he was standing on the top of the behemoth, looking majestic, but he would be overwhelmed by its stench at any time and then buried.
All his previous ambitions and lofty ideals, and all the strategies and strategies he had given by civil servants, were completely ridiculous in front of this behemoth.
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"Teacher, do you think this emperor can solve this problem?" Zhao Han murmured to himself.
Yes, no matter how stupid she is, at this level, she can still guess that the blind boy should be played by the teacher.
Otherwise, who could, in the context of feudal martial arts, interconnect everyone’s thoughts and form such a miracle as the world network?
"What teacher? I don't understand what you are talking about. I am not your master, and you are not allowed to mention it to anyone. Otherwise, if you let me hear it, I will extract your soul and suppress it on this cannibal island forever. Every day
Being eaten like dog meat." Wen Rensheng pretended to be deaf and mute.
He cannot admit that this identity is his.
Blind and ugly, Li Xuan turned into Tieguai Li.
"Oh, do you want it to be so scary?" Zhao Han felt a chill in his back.
"Okay, the emperor can't solve this problem, but someone can." Wen Rensheng quickly changed the subject.
But we can't let this girl think about it any longer.
"Who can solve it?" Zhao Han's attention was indeed diverted.
