If this classmate hadn't had someone in the county government, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to make friends with him. Perhaps, this wasn't a lie, but the truth.
But is it really possible? How many scholars are there in Daqing? If the fields are all returned to the original owners, how can the scholars do it? If the scholars pass the examination, wouldn't it be meaningless at all?
"Brother Ziyu, according to what you say, isn't it just empty talk about the tax exemption for our scholar's fields in the future? Farmers have to hand over the grain to the county government?"
"this……"
The classmate choked at his words.
What should he say about this? He is also a scholar and has many relatives' fields to his name.
However, he is not as ruthless as An Que. He only collects a small amount of grain symbolically, but he will not collect more grain than paying taxes.
Wouldn't that be harmful to others? He can't do this.
"That's not what you said. The news I heard is that in the future, distance will be determined based on how much land a scholar has under his name. In short, a scholar with more land under his name will be less likely to be reused."
Hearing this, Anque felt excited.
He had a lot of land under his name. In order to have more income, he took benefits and gave benefits to those who came to him for help, no matter whether they were relatives or not.
If we speak according to this, then he is not the person who will be least reused, and may have an influence on future candidates.
He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, feeling that this matter was serious.
"However, Brother An, you can take your time, and you won't act too quickly. I guess the county magistrate hasn't finalized the regulations yet. Maybe my information is wrong, I don't know.
Moreover, even if you take action, you have to do it step by step. At most, the county magistrate will notice it. When you turn around and return all the fields, the county magistrate will not remember it.
At least this year’s harvest has to be harvested, right?”
The classmate patted An Que on the shoulder and persuaded him sincerely. Of course, he knew it in his heart. With An Que's self-interest first, even if he heard a little bit of rumors, he would rather believe it than anything else.
You won't believe it.
He said these words deliberately just to make Anque lower his guard against him.
Otherwise, if he came over to tell him this for no reason, Anque would definitely think that he was planning something, although he really didn't bother to think about Anque's ideas.
"Brother An, I have informed you about this matter. You can figure it out on your own. I have to go to Brother Qingke's place, so I won't stay any longer."
With that said, he prepared to leave.
When An Que heard that his classmate was going to another scholar's home, he immediately believed his words.
Qing Ke is also a scholar, and has a better relationship with his classmate, but his family lives further away than Anjia Village. By coincidence, you will pass by his house when you go there.
"Brother Ziyu, please walk more slowly. Thank you very much for coming to tell us what happened today."
He didn't want to keep anyone around, so he thanked him, watched his classmate leave in a hurry, turned around, and frowned, not knowing what he was planning in his heart.
Since he passed the scholar examination, he has a lot of land in his name, his family's life has become much easier, and he has saved a lot of money.
It seems that it is time to return all these fields to those families. You can't risk your future for such a meager profit, right?
