The huge King of Chu looked down at the chicken-like Zhang Maocheng from a high position.
"A tool man must have the consciousness of a tool man, do you understand?" Zhu Zhen lectured him in a deep voice:
"Don't have the illusion that you are also the little master. Because if you hinder the master or even bring trouble to the master, the master will replace you without hesitation!"
"Even if replacing you will cause trouble, I won't hesitate." Zhu Zhen held the armrests of the chair with both hands, looked at Zhang Maocheng's sweaty face and said: "Because the master cannot be threatened by tools, this is
Bottom line, do you understand?"
"...Understand, understand." Zhang Maocheng nodded with difficulty, feeling a sense of fear and shame of being torn off by someone who had been wrapped tightly in a gorgeous coat for thousands of years.
"Now, I will give you another chance to choose." Zhu Zhen then said in a deep voice: "I can not hold Zheng Yiyi responsible for this crime, but as a price, you have to hand over all the hidden fields to the government.
Can it be done?"
"Ah?" Zhang Maocheng opened his mouth and said with a bitter face: "Your Highness, if this happens, the people below will lose their land. It will have to go against the will of heaven, and even the poor Daola will not be able to hold it back!"
"Don't worry, the imperial court will use twice the land, and it will be replaced by the best paddy fields from the land of plenty." Zhu Zhen said lightly: "How about it, is it interesting?"
"Ah? There is such a good thing?" Zhang Maocheng couldn't believe it, feeling that there must be something fishy and said: "May I ask where your highness is from?"
"Huguang." Zhu Zhen said without changing his expression.
"..." Zhang Maocheng was speechless for a while and said: "How can they plant it? The land that cannot be planted is no different from nothing?"
"It's as simple as letting them all move to Huguang. Wouldn't it be solved?" Zhu Zhen said with an expression of "You are so stupid".
"More than 200,000 households moved from Jiangxi to Huguang?" Zhang Maocheng said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "Your Highness, how is this possible?"
"This king is not discussing with you, but giving you the decree of the imperial court - all hermit households must be moved out of Jiangxi and sent to Huguang for resettlement." Zhu Zhen said in a deep voice.
"Ah..." Zhang Maocheng's little tongue was exposed in surprise. Only then did he completely believe that the imperial court was going to take serious action with Zheng Zheng instead of just dealing with them.
"Ah what?" Zhu Zhen said coldly: "The world has been peaceful for many years, and you are still hiding hundreds of thousands of households. Anyone who knows about it will ask, are you planning to rebel?
"
"Your Highness, we definitely don't have that idea!" Zhang Maocheng hurriedly explained: "These hundreds of thousands of households are not refugees intentionally absorbed, but believers have multiplied for thousands of years, and the population has grown to this large without knowing it."
Zhu Zhen couldn't help but roll his eyes. No wonder Zhang Tianshi is so awesome. The Zhang family is indeed awesome. If there is a real fight, they will form a protective army to protect the family and rely on the mountains of Jiangxi to fight at home. The fourth brother and Wang Bi
It's really not necessarily a benefit.
However, he was not worried about forcing Zhang Tianshi to rebel. He knew the psychology of this kind of person very well.
Generations of people have been able to enjoy glory and wealth. If they are not forced to a dead end, who will be so full that they will rebel?
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"For generations, believers have not been on duty and have not paid food. But in this dynasty, only formal Taoist priests can continue to enjoy the privilege of tax exemption and exemption from military service." Zhang Maocheng continued to explain:
"The emperor also strictly controls the stipulations and limits the number of monks and Taoists. Like us, although we are the leaders of Taoism in the world, the number of official Taoist priests is only 3,000, which is a drop in the bucket. What should we do with the rest? It would be ridiculous to ask them to pay taxes.
Master... ah no, the leader is incompetent. In order to appear capable, he can only do this. But he has absolutely no intention of rebellion."
"Even if I believe what you say, will others believe it?" Zhu Zhen said coldly: "You have to consciously avoid suspicion, understand? Otherwise, just relying on your ability to hide hundreds of thousands of households, sooner or later you will
It will bring disaster."
"Your Highness is right..." Zhang Maocheng nodded helplessly.
"Since you don't plan to rebel, then aren't these hundreds of thousands of religious households a heavy burden?" Zhu Zhen said seductively: "And it's a burden that can cause disaster at any time."
"Yes." Zhang Maocheng nodded again. He actually felt the same way. The wealth accumulated by Tianshi Mansion over the past millennium can no longer be spent. Moreover, the prestige of Zhengyiyi is not accumulated by these hundreds of thousands of believers.
On the contrary, these parasites took advantage of their power to bully others and ran rampant in the countryside. Instead, they smeared Zhengyi all day long, and even caused him to come out in person to wipe their butts from time to time.
"So, take this opportunity to release your followers and let them go to Huguang to promote Zhengyi. You will no longer be burdened, and you don't have to worry all day long about waking up in the middle of the night and being accused of treason.
Hat." Zhu Zhen spread his hands and said, "There is no reason not to agree to this kind of good thing that achieves multiple things with one stone."
"Yes." Zhang Maocheng could only nod his head. He secretly thought that you are the only one who would slander poor Taoists for treason...
But when he thought that all his buddies were princes, and there was also a prince, Zhang Maocheng felt bad.
"If you still don't agree, then I will really suspect you of treason." Zhu Zhen added.
Zhang Maocheng secretly rolled his eyes, thinking that this is coming...
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After much intimidation and persuasion, Lao Liu finally frightened Zhang Maocheng into agreeing in principle to the plan of "land replacement and population relocation".
Of course, the conditions still need to be discussed. Zhang Maocheng asked tentatively: "Your Highness, although most believers will probably follow Pindao's decree, there must be many people who can't leave their homeland and just don't want to leave. Pindao can't be too ruthless.
, otherwise it will cause trouble."
That means giving me some exemption quota so that I can give away favors.
"It's simple," Zhu Zhen said calmly: "If you give me a list of those who don't leave, I'll arrest them and behead them. After killing so many officials and wealthy people who were involved in the crime, it's really unreasonable not to kill a few of them."
"The poor Taoist knows..." Zhang Maocheng finally realized today what is meant by "when a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain his reasoning."
"Zhenzhen Zhang, it's not that I am unaccommodating, but that you have too little experience and don't understand the Chinese people's mentality of 'not suffering from poverty but from inequality'." Lao Liu taught him in an old-fashioned way:
"Especially when people like this are leaving their hometowns together. If someone does something special, chaos will definitely happen. So the most correct way is to make one size fits all. There is no reason to say it. As long as everyone knows that no one can be exempted, everyone will feel better.
.do you understand?"
"I understand." Zhang Maocheng felt like a fool in front of this young His Highness.
"Do you have any other questions?" Zhu Zhen asked with a smile.
"No, no more." Zhang Maocheng shook his head.
"Okay." Zhu Zhen nodded happily, held his arms with him and walked out: "Let's announce the good news to everyone together."
Zhang Maocheng was speechless. Isn't this guy too impatient? He didn't even give himself a chance to regret...
