The same bullock cart was patrolling the fields, but this time Ye Qingan was sitting on it, watching all this, and Zhuangtou Sun Guatian had specially accompanied him.
The oxcart stopped, and Sun Guatian pointed to a piece of land and said, "Master Qing, look, it's connected to the river, totaling 121 acres. There are also melon fields on the dam, connected to the canal and the windmill. What do you think?"
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Ye Qing listened and took a closer look. He saw that the 121 acres were connected and neatly arranged. A water wheel was built at the mouth of the river. He couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, smiled and said: "Very good.
This land is very good, but who is actually farming it? And who is in charge of it?"
Seeing Ye Qing's face light up, Sun Guatian felt a little happy and smiled: "There are many people willing to farm this field. It is close to the river, has a canal, and can harvest a lot of grain. The specific management will be appointed by Young Master Qing."
Ye Qing let out a breath and smiled: "I am the only one in this room now. Qianqian is a woman, so it is impossible for me to take care of it myself. You can help me organize this matter. You will also appoint the manager. Your reputation is
Who in the clan doesn’t know? You can handle the matter, I can rest assured.”
"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Qing. I will definitely handle it properly." Sun Guatian smiled after hearing this. He is in charge of 1,200 acres of land. This 120 acres is neither too much nor too little. Oil and water are not enough.
He said that this trust and power still made him happy.
After saying this, everyone felt relaxed. Ye Qing walked casually and looked at Sun Guatian. He also felt that it was normal. It was the first time he saw his private field and he always wanted to look at it more.
The Ye clan is a big clan, and a big clan has rules. Not to mention clan brothers, even blood brothers are different. Young Master Qing can go to school and it will be different. He is only fifteen years old now. If he can be a scholar within ten years,
, I am afraid that some of the power in the clan will be allocated to him.
Although Sun Guatian belongs to Ye Zifan, in the final analysis, he is a son of the Ye family. If he has a more attentive attitude, he can win the favor of the future leader of the family, which is a very profitable thing.
As for Mr. Sheng, he shook his head secretly when he thought of Sun Guatian. Now he has a gloomy look on his face. He doesn't pay attention to the tasks assigned to him. He feels bored all day long and drinks too much. How can such a young man have any future?
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Ye Qing say: "As for the tax on the fields, what is the clan's current stipulation?"
"There are upper fields, middle fields, and lower fields. The thirty acres here are upper fields, and the rent is 50%. The rest are middle fields, and the rent is 50%." Sun Guatian said carefully.
The most common situation is half owner and half tenant, which was also the statutory land rental rate in the Cai Dynasty. However, in practice, there were six owners, four tenants, or even seven owners and three tenants.
The Ye family is considered to be a relatively kind family. Ye Qing couldn't stop his jaw after hearing this. He smiled again, then thought for a while and said for a moment: "This tax..."
After hearing this, Sun Guatian couldn't help but think, and his face became stiffer. Could it be that Mr. Qing wants to adjust the tax?
Logically speaking, this is the due right of the landowner, but in fact, the fields in the clan are connected together. If it is raised, resentment arises, and if the other fields are lowered, what do you think?
This is very difficult to manage. Just when he was about to give some advice, he heard Ye Qing say: "I won't deal with the tax issue. This is the rule of the clan, but I can buy a few oxen for the fields."
, how much silver is an oxen for?"
When asked about this, Ye Qing glanced up, saw the expression on his face, and smiled: "Hmm... didn't you just think that I was young and energetic, and wanted to increase the rent tax?"
When Sun Guatian was told what he was thinking, his face turned red and he lowered his voice and said: "It's just a delusion, Young Master Qing. The current market price of an ox is fifteen taels of silver, and a calf is five taels of silver. Young Master, in this hundred acres of land, there are two
Just plow cattle."
"Then I'll give you thirty taels of silver, and you can take care of this matter. As agreed, the cattle are only for use and cannot be fattened. I won't accept them if they get sick and die."
"Of course!" Sun Guatian laughed, thinking that the people who rented the land would be happy because the 50-50 ratio meant that tenant farmers needed to provide their own farm animals, farm tools, seeds, and fertilizers.
Once the owner provides farm animals, the owner often collects more than 10% more from the tenant farmers. Now the land rent remains unchanged, which is actually a rent reduction.
We walked to the river dam at this time. Even though it was late autumn, we could still see the dead lotuses on the river bank, which must have been swaying in summer. I couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy, so I stood and admired the scenery.
Although I was just admiring the scenery, I really opened my spiritual eyes. I saw that this piece of land had been planned as planned, and a trace of invisible white air floated over and gathered on me. It was slightly more than before the rent reduction.
Some.
At this time, Tong Sheng's personality was also stable. After looking at it together, he couldn't help but sigh.
Although the white energy is constantly increasing and accumulating, relying solely on the luck of a talented person in the clan would probably take ten years to accumulate. This is also in line with the norm of this era.
"It's so difficult to obtain luck when you are in a low position!" Ye Qing thought, and then lost interest in reading: "Well, that's it, you just follow these regulations!"
Ye Qing got on the bullock cart and ordered: "Go to the family hall in the mansion. I want to see my third uncle."
The driver of the bullock cart responded and went straight to the clan hall. After entering, he met a steward with a three-strand mustache and a yellow-white complexion. He bowed respectfully.
After hearing Ye Qing's request, he said: "Master Qing, sit down for a moment, I believe the third master will see you soon!"
After Ye Qing heard this, he waved his hand and said: "Uncle San will handle the family affairs, I will wait for you!"
But just after taking a sip of tea, someone came over and said: "Young Master Qing, please come in, the third master is already waiting."
After Ye Qing heard this, he put down his tea cup and went in. He saw Ye Zifan not raising his head, but criticizing one, and just said: "Have you seen the fields? Sit down, what are you dissatisfied with?"
"I've seen the fields. The clan takes good care of them. They are both upper and middle fields, and they are also close to the river."
"As long as you are satisfied, but this is a small matter. The tribe will take care of it. If you are not worried, you can go and check it often, but you can't delay your Taoist career."
"I want you to move to the clan school after a while to teach the children and read. There are three thousand volumes of books in it. It is a place to increase your knowledge. Don't let down my good intentions."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Ye Qing after finishing the review. But just as he looked, he was suddenly startled, his eyes showed a strange light, as if he didn't believe it, and he looked carefully again: "Are you qualified?"
"Yes, the government granted me the Taoist secrets. I practiced quietly for three days and finally got into it." Ye Qing knew what he was asking and smiled slightly.
Zifan took a breath, stood up and walked a few steps before calming down, and said quietly: "I entered Taoism in three days. I thought you were good at literature and had some character. I didn't expect you to have this ability - yes
Yes, what do you want from your visit this time?"
Ye Qing stood up, bowed his head, and said, "I want to take the county examination in the spring!"
"What?" Ye Zifan couldn't help but gasped after hearing this, and glanced over in surprise.
At this time, the room was quiet. Ye Zifan didn't say much. He just coughed and paced for a moment before he came back and asked, "Is it a little early?"
"Generally, if a child is successful, he or she will stay at home to recuperate and study, and then go to the county examination in the next year. If a child is successful, he will go to the county examination in February of the following year. It is rare for him to win consecutively!"
"Besides, you are already a child, so you should know many things. If you rush to take the exam, let alone our Ye clan, even the big clans in the county may not be able to pass."
After Ye Qing heard this, he realized that this was actually the opposite. Firstly, there was a process of increasing and transforming luck, and secondly, his own literary talent and Taoist industry also had to be enhanced.
But for him, he couldn't relax at all now. He could prepare one year earlier and one more year later. He said at the moment: "What the third uncle taught is... but my nephew is a little sure."
Speaking of this, Ye Qing's eyes were solemn, but his brows were bright and charming: "You can't hide your literary talent. Third uncle, I went to the county to read the collected works of previous scholars, and I felt that I was no longer among the top five. This time, I am the Xiang Clan
I beg you."
"I also know that the support from the clan is limited and we cannot squander it. I don't want too much. The county examination scholar has normal expenses and needs the full support of the clan."
"I will arrange other conditions myself during this period of time!"
After hearing this, Ye Zifan stared at his nephew for half a moment, and then said with a livid face: "You are just a child, how can you plan this?"
"The county examination is not just about literature, but also about Taoism. Literature is a talent. My nephew, I feel that I am not inferior to others. As for Taoism, believe it or not, third uncle, I can enter Taoism in three days. By February next year, the county
If you try, my Taoism will be equal to that of an ordinary scholar!"
"Also, I will travel to study in a few days, make friends with people in the county, and spread my reputation. I will definitely gain something."
After hearing this, Ye Zifan stared at Ye Qing - literary talent, Taoist industry, county tours, how did Ye Qing know about these things?
Is this really what my brother taught me before he died?
But Ye Qing was only ten years old at that time. How could he remember this understanding in his heart and talk about it now?
Although I still take it for granted, I have seen the character and character. Why don’t I have such a son? Thinking of this, his heart ached. Ye Zifan sat down and said in a hoarse voice: "Every bit of the savings in the clan is hard-earned.
, what you said is good, maybe it can be guaranteed?"
"I can't guarantee it, but think about it, Third Uncle, Jinshi ends at forty-eight years old, and Juren ends at thirty-six. If you want to truly enter your studies, how many grades can you delay?"
"If you don't take advantage of your good fortune and work hard, are you just waiting to grow old in vain?"
"I want to give it a try, doesn't the clan not want to?"
As soon as he said these words, Ye Zifan's expression changed slightly. He thought for a moment and sighed: "Since you are determined to step into the Tianmen, how can the clan stop you? Go down and I will talk to the clan leader."
Ye Qing stood up and bowed deeply: "Yes, then I will resign."
After going out and returning to the courtyard, Ye Qing's expression turned solemn. Although he was generous in front of Ye Zifan, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.
If you want to reach the sky in one step, you need more than a few people, and the support of the Ye clan is just the most basic.
"How can I seek luck? How many opportunities have I encountered in my previous life that I can take advantage of?" Just as he was thinking deeply, he saw Qianqian coming over cheering: "Young Master, the chief steward sent some silverbait. I heard that
I just picked it up from Taiping Lake in the south this morning. It was delivered by speedboat. It’s very fresh..."
Ye Qing had a flash of inspiration in his heart and suddenly opened his eyes: "Qianqian, repeat what you just said."
"Uh, it's fresh by speedboat?"
"No, it's the previous sentence."
Qianqian raised her little face and looked at it with some seriousness: "Master, in the stories you told, the protagonist always teases people like this, Qianqian can't be fooled..."
Ye Qing was speechless. Looking at her, he had the urge to "extort a confession by torture."
Qianqian smiled and her eyes turned into crescent moons: "Okay, no kidding, is it Taiping Lake?"
"It's Taiping Lake!" Ye Qing grasped this bit of spiritual light and shook his head.
The Taiping Dragon Lord loves literary and talented people the most. Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he transforms into a human form and goes to the lakeside to listen to the scholars reciting poems and making music, and to comment on the poems.
This is a common thing, but once, on a whim, Long Jun felt that this was not enough, so he held a Dragon Jun banquet at the Crystal Palace in the lake and invited scribes to the banquet. As a result, in my memory, someone won the first prize in one fell swoop, became famous all over the world, and became a good story.
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Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is this year.
"Taiping Lake, Dragon King's Banquet!" The plan in his heart suddenly became clear. Ye Qing picked up Qianqian excitedly and spun around a few times while laughing.
It didn't matter if she was under the quilt in the inner room, but in the yard during the day, Qian Qian felt her strength suddenly drained away, and her voice was like a gnat: "Master, Master..."
Ye Qing woke up and felt the softness in his arms. He quickly looked around and saw the servant's eyes. He put it down and changed the subject: "Nothing, I just want you to remind me of one thing. Since Tong Sheng has been hit, I want to go to Taiping Lake."
Take some sightseeing, relax your mind, and avoid distractions..."
Qianqian pretended not to care, and the red clouds stained the girl's ears.
When Ye Qing saw it, his heart moved and he said, "You should go with me."