The main room of Mrs. Wang's house is very simple, but it can be seen that her family is working hard to maintain dignity. The interior decorations, such as curtains, curtains, tents, screens, etc., are all available.
At this moment, Mrs. Wang closed the curtains, separated a private space in the lobby, and had a secret conversation with Fang Chongyong and his party.
"I wonder if you can give me some advice when your envoy is here?"
Mrs. Wang put her hands on her clothes and wiped them subconsciously, leaving traces of flour on her waist.
Hu biscuits account for a large part of Hexi's diet, and wheat rice is firmly resisted here. Anyone who has the conditions will grind wheat grains into flour to make "dry Hu biscuits".
The gadgets can be stored for a long time in the dry environment of Hexi.
Here, people can be seen everywhere who make Hu biscuits once and can eat them for a month! There is even a shop in Liangzhou that specializes in selling this kind of standardized "dried Hu biscuits". Fang Chongyong eats similar dried Hu biscuits here every day.
The biggest advantage is that it is versatile and does not have any unique flavor in itself.
"The war in Hexi is tense, and the rotation of troops has been postponed. The rotation will be carried out after the war is over."
Fang Chongyong said in a deep voice and handed the documents from the court to Mrs. Wang to read.
What is surprising is that the other party actually took the official document and read it at a glance. Then he returned it to Fang Chongyong, then nodded silently and said: "I already know about this matter, so you are interested."
Fang Chongyong was a little surprised when he saw that she didn't look like the kind of petite woman who came from an official family. Instead, she had a stout figure and was obviously good at daily farm work.
"That child is the holy son outside their temple. He knows everything. You hope that I will not be able to enter the Xilai Temple to become a monk today.
After receiving the expected answer, Anaye nodded slightly, seeming to understand part of the political ecology of Sogdia, or the Hexi Corridor.
As for the Qushe outside Hexi, the strong labor force of a certain family must have been transferred to the frontier army. Others outside the Qushe will provide high-interest loans and unpaid labor to the members according to the rules and actual conditions. In this way,
This avoids falling into easy households and borrowing low-interest loans due to various motives.
The canal society has no canal owner, and is responsible for taking the lead in repairing the canals and formulating the rules of the canal society. Although the canal society is a "democratic system" and members who boycott the canal society's activities cannot be signatories, the canal owners have very little say in it.
No matter what, the delay in the rotation of garrison soldiers is a foregone conclusion. Giving face to others is not giving face to oneself. Anaye understands the helplessness of the people at the bottom very well.
When the sun set, Anaye, who had worked hard all day, leaned under the Taishi chair I specially ordered to build, while enjoying the massage service from Fang Laique, while watching Ou Jingjun walking in the courtyard like a pigeon.
Go.
Lady Wang Qi said very weakly.
Anaye said in a very explicit and weak tone, basically giving Facheng a chance to agree.
We don’t have wheat, do we have stone mills, and your family doesn’t have stone mills, but does it have strong labor force, so other members of the commune will help your family harvest rice and barley during the autumn harvest, while we send wheat regularly, but you have worn it out for us.
Then give it back as part of the reward."
Complex summary: Government designated units!
The Seventh Lady was stunned. It seemed that such a common sense question would be asked by Anaye, who was the governor.
We must put all the pressure on the local farmers. These people are all members of the Qushe. If they want to cause trouble, there will be a big stir.
Typical "no money no talk".
A temperament that leads to laziness due to bad food and lazy work.
There are few Buddhist temples in Zhangye City, so why go to Xilai Temple?
That can be considered bad news. After all, problems that can be solved with money are only minor problems.
The settlements next to the city are also bad. If we exceed the amount, we will negotiate with the Xiaotang government about the bad amount. We are talking bad.
A pair of big eyes that are full of energy and express emotions.
There is no textile company for weaving.
"Look at the slave's memory. Your Majesty may have just been in Hexi for a long time, and he knows about the association there.
Fang Laique leaned into Anaye's ear and asked loudly.
The governor came to explain, but his attitude was not very high. A few compliments to each other were enough, and they blamed each other for what had changed.
"The saint wants you to live, right?"
A slightly less fat figure.
Suddenly thinking of that incident, Ou Jingjun asked doubtfully.
Anaye asked reluctantly, and gave the page about taxation in the draft outside the Sogdian government office to Lady Wang Qi for review.
If tax increases were to be consistent, we would have to discuss it with the law, grit our teeth, and say that we can get it together.
Anaye circled around Ou Jingjun, who was still following him. No matter how Ou Jingjun turned, I also followed him, always facing Anaye. It was just my funny look that made Ou Jingjun laugh.
broken.
We must allocate a small portion of military expenditures to local small households. The local small households themselves have a small number of internal affairs and belong to a semi-military organization. What should we do if those people defect to Tibet?
I am sure that in the suburbs of Chang'an, less than half of such families would have to hire people to work in the army because of the strong labor force outside the family. As a result, the fields were cultivated, resulting in a sharp decrease in income, or even making ends meet. In order to relieve their difficulties, the family had to hire someone to farm, and
To spend money, you have to borrow low-interest loans, or sell land to survive, increase the cultivated area, and the standard of living spirals until bankruptcy.
Believers organize themselves and participate in Buddhist temple activities. Organizations similar to Buddhist societies are too unusual.
"Uh, by the way, what are those people inside and outside the house and yard doing here?"
For example, the Qushe that Mrs. Wang Qi joined with a group of people outside the courtyard does not have a very weak social attribute, and it organizes isolated peasant families, which is a very weak and close connection.
"Does he look like I'm a fool?"
That’s right. Did the court really say that taxes would be increased by ten thousand yuan?
Anaye decided to find a time to have a chat with the owner of the canal club where Mrs. Wang Qi’s family was located.
Madam Wang Qi explained patiently, and Anaye discovered from those words that the family did not have dozens of acres of paddy fields, and the strongest members of the family joined the army, but they did not go bankrupt because of it!
Before Ou Jingjun finished speaking, Gan Hu Bing patted his chest excitedly and said, "You know! Just tell me if you don't have any instructions!"
Facheng, who was well-informed, had long known the identity and background of the newly appointed governor. Faced with Anaye's aggressive PUA, Younai accepted the "reasonable" request.
Ten guans of money is an "increased tax", not the so-called "exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes"! In addition to that, the taxes that local residents in Hexi Province have to pay every year are still high and can be reduced or reduced!
Anaye spoke, but Yu Fa looked at Ou Jingjun.
Anaye was an activist, so she immediately took Ou Jingjun to the Xilai Temple in the south of the city, which was far away from the government office. Before revealing her identity, Anaye successfully met Facheng, the abbot of Xilai Temple.
Facheng was confused and did not follow Anaye's thinking.
Thinking of the time when she was queuing up in front of Madam Wang Qi's house, no one stopped her group. Anaye suddenly realized this.
That still includes the extra miles required to hire Ganzhou people outside the city.
"The young master said that Xilai Temple plans to pay a certain amount of money. If it is more, it will be fine. If it is more, for the sake of the saint's small career, it will only be added to the people of Oujing. There will be a civil uprising by then.
Anaye adheres to the idea that a piece of paper or a piece of cloth is useless, and feels that there is no magic in that wave of routines, and Ou Jingjun is the core of the routine, and there is nothing he can do!
Facheng was not very determined. Speaking of which, the ten-year-old governor would have regarded the Sogdian natives as fools, right?
What is that?
"It must be a waste of money. This government office will recruit strong men in Zhangye City and have them trained uniformly by regimental training envoys.
When Facheng heard what he said, he awkwardly echoed: "The envoy's followers are people with small ambitions."
Anayepi smiled and patted Gan Hubing on the shoulder and said.
Anaye added.
If Yu Fa takes into account my usual habit of keeping my mouth shut... Fang Laique was really wrong when he said I was a big fool.
Ou Jingjun was shaking a cattail leaf fan in his hand, as if he heard Ganhu Bing complaining, and he looked thoughtful.
Take Lady Wang Qi’s family as an example. Two of your daughters went to work under the Chishui Army, and the fields at home were taken care of. Normally, Lady Wang Qi can do it reluctantly, but when the farming is busy, someone must come to help.
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It seems that I have also visited other people, and I guess they are all just the same but very different.
…
"The slave is a woman. If the government asks for money, if you don't have it, there are still dozens of acres of paddy fields outside the house. It's like they have taken away the paddy fields. Anyway, if you ask for money, you don't have it."
Considering that those people have joined Qushe, they will have to rebel one by one. If a civil uprising breaks out... the consequences are dire!
Your family and these other families jointly spent money and effort to build a canal to divert white water to your farmland. In order to build the canal, you formed a canal society. In addition to coercively arranging members to maintain the canal on weekdays, you also
We will help each other according to the rules of the society.
Very slowly, Ou Jingjun walked up to Ou Jingjun and asked, "Master, do you have any instructions? Are you going to rent a carriage to go to Liangzhou?"
However, there are no tricks for fools. Sometimes fools cannot do things that abnormal people can do.
In that case, no one will be able to work outside the fields."
Raising taxes by 10 guan would cost the law 10,000 yuan. This is hardly a desperate measure. The farmers are desperate. The sandbank terrain of the Hexi Corridor means that people can also run outside the desert. It is estimated that the civil uprising will only be carried out in Sogdia.
Got it!
After appeasing the young members of Qushe and promising that the court would raise taxes so hastily, I took Ou Jingjun and A Duan away from Mrs. Wang Qi's home.
Textile company?
Anaye finally understands why these local officials in Sogdia, who would rather act like a blind man, are willing to carry out Ji Ge's autumn prevention order!
All in all, life is getting better and better.
And the economic price you pay by applying to the canal society is much higher than asking local small households for help!
Sure enough, Anaye opened the curtain and asked other members of the Qushe to come back to discuss the tax increase. Those people immediately exploded and talked a lot. We dare to beat and insult the governor, but few people kneel down
I begged Anaye for mercy, hoping that the court would accept more.
"Lang Jun, you should go back to Liangzhou! The people outside Sogdia are so nice, they are all digging holes for Lang Jun!"
What is the Holy Son?
At that moment, Ganhu Bing suddenly hugged Anaye's arm and cried softly: "Mr. Lang! You will marry the prime minister's man in the future, but you can become a monk!"
The Ganzhou people near the city are half-cultivating and half-grazing, and not many are engaged in business. They are scattered throughout Xiaotang. The Ganzhou people "take wealth as a small thing". Although the father and son still have a contract, "if you have money, you will move it." With Ganzhou people
When dealing with people in the Zhou settlement, we can just talk about money directly. We also have nothing to talk about feelings with Xiao Tang.
Seemingly sensing my doubts, Lady Wang Qi said with a sneer: "There is no textile society in Sogdia. Only men are allowed to join. The main purpose is to discuss weaving skills together. There are a lot of noisy affairs outside, and there are no officials to chat with.
Wife, teach you how to read and write. I just learned Braille outside and can barely read documents."
Before reading word for word, Lady Wang Qi sighed and asked.
Madam Wang Qi's house seems to be relatively well-off, without even a stone mill.
"If the governor is definitely not sure, he won't be able to let me enter Xilai Temple, but the Holy Son..."
In ancient times, reading and learning were very efficient. If there was no guidance from someone, the effect would be very poor if you just relied on yourself to learn, and you would learn very quickly.
Even your family thinks it is possible to pay taxes, and it is even more possible for other people.
Before meeting Monk Facheng, Anayana handed over the draft of the official document to him for viewing, and then sighed and asked:
"With or without merit, how can you marry a prime minister? Now is the time for him to make meritorious service to the country!"
Well, it's okay to just be stupid, but no matter what, it still needs to be packaged.
Ou Jingjun's heart sank, secretly shouting that it was bad.
Facheng is an old man in the world of martial arts. He has seen many magic sticks in Luoyang. He knew what Anaye wanted to do as soon as he heard it.
The separatists are militiamen, we are not employed, and wages are paid daily!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After Anaye remembered it, she seemed to have heard a similar word, which seemed to be called...qushe!
I waved to the dried Hu Biscuits, signaling the other party to come over.
It is hard to imagine that Mrs. Wang Qi, a male-born woman with all the daughters in the family being soldiers, could actually read and write.
But judging from the information just obtained, the differences between societies are very small.
"Lai Que, although you call him master and servant, he is actually as close as a brother..."
Repairing canals will destroy canal societies.
Although the government office only gave us a few rations, pickles and the like, and one piece of clothing every quarter, recruiting eight thousand separatist soldiers, including all that, was a huge sum.
Anaye suddenly realized something and blurted out a retort.
I also want to see the lives of Zhangye City destroyed, right?"
Anaye's attitude of "you can defeat him" made Facheng stunned for a while. Then I smiled bitterly and said: "If you have nothing to do, just give the order directly. There is no need to go around the bush."
Because only Xilai Temple in Zhangye City is a Tantric Buddhist temple, and all the other temples are Sutra Buddhist temples, Xilai Temple is an important tool used by the Little Tang government to restrict Sutra Buddhist temples in Sogdia.
Stand casually and politely.
Gan Hu Bing said indignantly.
When you leave Sogdia, just let me return to secular life."
"The so-called Holy Son is the person favored by Buddha!"
Madam Wang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I understand very well, but I haven't gotten used to it yet. The imperial court rotates garrison troops on time, and it has long been a matter of one or two days. You people have no choice but to endure it? It's your Majesty's turn.
It is very rare for someone to love his people like his own children at such a young age."
Then you took a look at Anaye's figure and childish face, then slapped your forehead and replied in annoyance:
"Tomorrow you will send me over to become a monk. Little Master Facheng remembers to make the ceremony more grand."
"Idiot? How can you be a fool!"
"The imperial court wants to increase taxes by at most ten taxes. Although it is a one-time thing and there may not be any tricks, it is generally as good as the law.
If something goes wrong, the court has a way to deal with it, so the only choice is to take it out on the local bureaucrats. Who would be willing to make fun of their own wealth and life?
Anaye sighed and said.
It's just that these other personal requirements, if added up piecemeal, require food, cloth, and manpower. Counting those in the form of employment, isn't it true that every household has to increase taxes by ten guan?
You can still afford the money!
Facheng was from Luoyang and was good at painting Buddhist statues. When he came to Hexi, he actually retreated to mural creation here. He was such a "brainless" monk and had a very bad relationship with the government.
The Sogdian people also know from Fabenshijun that the imperial decrees can be violated. What do you think, Lady Wang Qi?"
They are all "membership-based" outside, and they are queuing up to wait for the stone mill to grind wheat grains. The members of the Qushe are very unfamiliar with each other, and there are people who know each other. Those members of the Qushe who are waiting in line
Of course you have to ask what’s going on!
Putting those distracting thoughts aside, Ou Jingjun continued to explain: "The war in Hexi is fought in France. The rotation of soldiers is the final decision of your governor. I hope he can understand."
The front yard of the government office is where the governor lives. There is no karez outside, and there is a grape trellis set up next to it. The environment is very quiet. It is not autumn yet, but it does look lush and green.
Although it will be a problem in the long run, considering that the daughters of Wang Qi Niang's family are supposed to return home in turn, the help Qushe has given to our family this year can be overestimated.
The social attributes of the textile club are much higher. It is more like a "salon" where only women do not participate. They just chat outside to relieve boredom, learn and exchange experiences. The binding force on the members is low, and it is difficult to influence others.
Social comparison.
That's a true statement.
Anaye could not deduce at all that there was no Buddhist shrine outside the temple.
Seeing that Facheng was so cooperative, Anaye's previous words came true. I had to cough heavily to cover up my embarrassment, then pointed at the dried biscuits and said: