Two months later, it was found in various places that compared to the records in the old files in the government library, there were 20% more hidden fields.
Xuanfu and Jizhen were fine. Li Xuan patrolled the border and killed the officers who were greedy for the military households' land. People today still have lingering fears when they mention it.
In places like Shuntian and Yongping, the population has been increasing in the past 20 years, and both the household registration and the land have increased a lot. Through this clearing, many hidden populations and lands have been discovered.
What's more important is that many cases of people transferring their fields to cultivate crops at higher prices, or receiving them privately, and even several cases of privately mining, brewing private wine, and privately salting were also discovered. Emperor Chun Zhi didn't care at all about these.
Be respectful and handle everything strictly according to law.
The money and food confiscated from fines were the bulk of the income from this purge.
At the same time, Emperor Chunzhi issued a strict edict to only target those who committed the crime, not to involve others in the crime, and not to disturb the people. He ordered Sheng Hong to compile household records and update the household stickers and yellow books based on the latest information.
By clearing the land, you can find out the economic activities of the people and update household registration files, so that the court can better control the place and increase income.
Now that he had achieved substantial benefits, Emperor Chunzhi knew that he must consolidate the results immediately.
As a seconded member of the Qingzhang team, Jia Zheng traveled to various Qingzhuang sites to carefully check the measurement data. Thanks to the previous cleanup of Liaodong Zhuangzi, Wang Xifeng supported a group of capable shopkeepers, so the proofreading was very smooth.<
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Jia Zheng has a somewhat roundabout temperament and is very meticulous in doing things. Moreover, given his status, he has no way of thinking about what others want to do.
It's just that paying more money and food is better than a hundred punishments.
Soon the clearing work in Shuntian Mansion was a great success, and the clearing work in Xuanfu and Yongping areas in the north was also completed one after another.
In these places, the summer and autumn grain taxes alone have increased the court's revenue by 16,000 dan, plus the income from other private mines and wine taxes, it can be said that the results are fruitful.
The emperor also generously rewards those who have made meritorious deeds.
Qingzhang got off to a good start, and Lord Sheng Hong removed the word "acting" from the title of Governor of Shuntian.
The hardworking Mr. Zheng benefited from this. When the emperor personally praised it, he was promoted to the position of Doctor of the Farming Division of the Ministry of Industry, which made the people of Rongguo Mansion happy.
After leaving Beizhuang and riding his horse back to Shenjing, Jia Lan kept thinking about the last words Jiao Da said to him.
Jia Lan asked whether clearing Zhang's fields could really reduce the burden on the people.
Jiao Da thought for a moment, nodded, and then shook his head.
"Brother Lang, Grandpa-in-law said that 'the best thing to do is to use it with one heart'. According to common sense, after clearing the land, the burden on the people should not be that heavy, but the regular taxes are less, and there are endless miscellaneous taxes. In the end,
Whether it is good or bad depends on the local parents and officials."
I have to say that Jiao Da’s opinion is simple and helpless.
The well-being of the people all depends on the conscience of those who govern, even if the other party imposes evil laws.
Either accept it, or risk beheading to resist.
On a rare winter day, there is an endless stream of pedestrians on the official road, and there are also many people driving carriages to transport goods.
The expressions on their faces varied, some were tired, some were in a hurry, some were focused, some were happy, some were frowning.
But without exception, they all live very seriously.
Although times are difficult, we still have to get through life.
If the imperial court can make up its mind to clear the land, Jia Lan supports it.
But in his opinion, the court's response methods were still too simple...
After thinking about it, Jia Lan had returned to Jia Mansion before he knew it.
As soon as I got home, my servant came over to send a message, saying that Ni Er had invited to see Jia Lan. When he learned that he was not around, he left a letter and asked Jia Lan to come over and have a gathering after he returned home.
Seeing that the letter did not mention anything urgent, Jia Lan stayed at home for a day and talked to Daiyu.
When she learned that Jia Huan's dream was to be a golden sword consort like Guo Jing, so she followed Jia Lan to Beizhuang to practice her riding skills, a smile immediately appeared on Lin Daiyu's eyebrows, especially when she heard Jia Lan's self-report
When Jia Huan pestered her about the story of "The Condor Shooting", she laughed so much that she almost burst out laughing.
"In that case, why don't you just tell him that you are the Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng who wrote this book?" Daiyu asked jokingly.
Jia Lan shook his head repeatedly: "You don't know how fanatical Uncle Huan was at that time. If I told the truth, I might be eaten alive by him!"
Daiyu laughed again.
In just one year, the book "Shooting the Condor" has become famous all over the country. Even in Guangnan, which is far away from the sacred capital, Jia Lan also saw this book in a bookstore.
Storytellers in many teahouses are commenting on this set of books, and people are even chatting after dinner about who is the smiling student of Jinling.
Rixintang, which co-published with Jia Lan, made a lot of money from this book. From time to time, they sent people to Leng Zixing to contact Leng Zixing, hoping that Jia Lan would cooperate with them if he published another book.
Jia Lan originally planned to make the first pot of gold by writing books and then stop. However, he later discovered that the publishing industry in this world is quite developed and the retouching fees offered are also considerable, so he was greedy again.
Not to mention anything else, since "The Condor" and the two books "The Condor", Jialan has earned nearly 50,000 taels of income.
You know, the people in Beizhuang have worked hard for a year and the harvest this year is just over 10,000 taels. They still rely on the high-priced rouge rice to achieve such an income.
Jia Lan was a little reluctant to stop here.
Even now, he is short of money.
Jia Lan raised his eyes and saw Lin Daiyu sitting lazily on her favorite beauty bed, her hair gently scattered on her shoulders, as smooth as a ribbon.
"I have sorted out your storybook and am going to hand it to the bookseller for publication."
"So soon? How many days has it been?"
Daiyu was very surprised, completely expecting Jia Lan to move so quickly.
Jia Lan chuckled: "Don't worry, I have read every part carefully. The book is well written, so I can read it quickly."
When Daiyu heard this, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looking very proud.
"By the way, you wrote this book, how about you give yourself a pen name?"
"Pen name? Me?" Daiyu blinked.
Jia Lan nodded: "Of course. Do I still need to distribute a new book with such a different style under the name of my Jinling Xiaoxiaosheng?"
"That's true..." Daiyu straightened up and looked at Jia Lan, nodding her head.
Her eyes wandered behind Jia Lan, looking at a lotus screen placed in the middle of the room.
"What do you think my name should be?"
Daiyu retracted her gaze and looked at Jia Lan.
"How about calling her Fairy Furong?" Jia Lan blurted out.
When Daiyu heard this, her pretty face turned red immediately, and she shook her head subconsciously: "No!"
After a pause, she looked at Jia Lan: "It's too white."
"Hmm..." Jia Lan thought again, "How about calling me Jiangzhu Louzhu?"
"Jiangzhu?"
Lin Daiyu recited silently, seeming to have a special sense of familiarity with these two words.