Lin Ze was lying on the table writing furiously, and from time to time he would put a piece of written silk book aside.
After a while, several stacks of silk books were piled on the table.
"Dong dong dong"
There was a knock on the door.
Lin Ze asked without raising his head, "What's the matter?"
The attendant outside the palace replied: "Your Majesty, the memorials from various ministries and provinces have arrived. Do you plan to handle them here, or go back to the palace (Shuhou Mansion) to handle them?"
Lin Ze put down his pen, raised his head and asked, "How many memorials are there?"
The attendant replied: "There are three hundred and eighty-seven letters in total, of which 43 are urgently needed."
Lin Ze thought for a moment and then ordered: "Bring it here, I will deal with it when I have time."
The attendant replied: "No, I'll excuse you."
A burst of footsteps moved from near to far, then gradually disappeared.
Lin Ze stood up and put a few stacks of silk books into his arms, walked out of the hall, took off in the wind, and headed straight to the north.
At this moment, Zhuang Zhou, who was chatting with Lieutenants in the back hall of Qiming Palace, suddenly changed his expression slightly, flicked his fingers, and an almost transparent butterfly appeared on his fingertips, and then disappeared into the void.
Li Kou, who noticed Zhuang Zhou's strange behavior, couldn't help but asked: "Senior brother, what's the matter? What happened?"
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "Nothing, you and I will continue discussing Tao."
Seeing Zhuang Zhou's attitude, Li Kou could only suppress his doubts in his heart, smiled and said: "Good."
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In Handan, Chen Ping was lying on a wicker chair, holding a book in one hand and picking up the fruits on the table next to him with the other and stuffing them into his mouth. He looked very happy and carefree.
Suddenly, Chen Ping's eyes were dazzled, and a thin figure appeared in front of him.
Chen Ping suddenly started up, swallowed the fruits in his mouth like a gulp of dates, hurriedly threw the book aside, bowed and said: "The humble minister Chen Ping pays homage to your majesty."
The maid serving Chen Ping on the side knelt on the ground and said, "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Lin Ze casually glanced at several young and beautiful maids, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he said sarcastically: "The Prime Minister is living a very comfortable life."
Chen Ping said with a serious face: "It is only because the Western Qin Dynasty has such a wise and powerful king as your majesty that I can live a comfortable life."
Lin Ze smiled and said: "Come on, I don't really like sycophants."
"I'm just telling the truth," Chen Ping muttered, then changed the subject and asked, "I wonder what your Majesty's orders are here?"
Lin Ze did not answer immediately, but said to the maid kneeling on the ground: "Come here, bring me a wicker chair. I want to have a good talk with the Prime Minister."
Chen Ping added on the side: "Make another pot of good tea and bring it over."
Several maids stood up quickly, moving chairs, making tea, and delivering melons and fruits.
Lin Ze took advantage of the situation and lay down on a wicker chair, and said casually: "You all go down, I want to discuss military and state affairs with the Prime Minister. Anyone who comes within a hundred meters without giving orders will be punished as a treason and the whole clan will be killed."
When the maids heard this, their faces turned pale and they hurriedly said: "I'll leave you, my servant."
Then, as if fleeing, he quickly left the yard, leaving only Lin Ze and Chen Ping.
Chen Ping poured a cup of hot tea for Lin Ze and asked in a low voice: "I wonder what your Majesty wants to discuss with Wei Chen?"
Lin Ze took out a stack of silk books from his arms, pointed at the wicker chair behind Chen Ping and said, "Sit down and read slowly. If you don't understand, just ask."
Chen Ping took it with both hands and sat upright on the wicker chair. While watching, he read softly: "Fangtian is equally taxed, and the fertile land in the world has been re-measured. According to the quality of the land, it is divided into five grades. Taxes are collected according to grade, and the maximum is no more than 20%.
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"Thereafter, the levels will be reclassified every five years and will be approved and reported by each county government."
After reading the first picture, Chen Ping couldn't help but frown and said, "May I ask your Majesty, what is this?"
Lin Ze replied calmly: "If nothing happens, in three months at most, Western Qin will be able to end the war and unify the world."
"Since Chen She's rebellion, the war has continued for seven years, and the people have suffered greatly. In many areas, there are nearly ten houses and seven empty houses."
"In order to allow the people to live and work in peace and contentment and create a peaceful and prosperous age, I have thought hard for a long time and thought of many ways. This is one of them. What do you think?"
"this……"
When Chen Ping heard this, he looked hesitant and stopped talking.
Lin Ze frowned and said, "It's okay to speak out if you have something to say, but don't you understand my temper? Could it be that I still blame you for not speaking well?"
Chen Ping smiled bitterly and said: "Let me tell you straight away. Although this strategy is good, it has two disadvantages. First, the boundaries of the land classification are unclear, which is prone to disputes. The people may resent the court for a little benefit."
"Secondly, it is easy to breed corruption, especially in county governments. Some people will take advantage of this to accept bribes and change the grade of farmland."
Lin Ze smiled and said, "Look at the second page."
Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, then turned to the second page as he was told, and couldn't help but read: "Field grades are divided based on the output in the past five years, and the reclassification basis is the same. If anyone conceals the report, half of the entire harvest will be confiscated as a fine.
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"If an official accepts bribes and changes the land randomly, once discovered, the family's land will be confiscated and they will be punished with hard labor."
Lin Ze smiled slightly and said, "How about this?"
Chen Ping praised: "Gao, Your Majesty is really Gao. When the benefits of violating Qin's laws are far less than the punishment, the number of people who break the law will be greatly reduced."
Lin Ze picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly: "Continue reading."
Chen Ping continued to scroll down:
"If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. In three years, all counties will have direct roads, and in five years, two-car highways will connect all counties."
Chen Ping calculated it carefully and took a breath: "Your Majesty, the amount of this project is really huge. I'm afraid it won't be completed within three to five years."
Lin Ze shook his head slightly and said: "The Prime Minister's words are wrong. Now that the world is at peace, even if we want to expand, it is inevitable to let Nanshan go."
"In addition, there are countless surrendered troops, and it is a pity to kill them. This matter can be left to the army. Anyway, we have to pay them salaries, so we can't keep them in vain."
"If it's not enough, let each county recruit young people to build roads during the slack season, and allocate the cost from local taxes. If we really get serious, let alone three years, one and a half years will be enough."
Chen Ping smiled bitterly and said: "I am worried that excessive labor and loss of money will cause unrest."
Lin Ze waved his hand and said: "We in Western Qin have the Qin Law. Now the war has just subsided and the people feel at ease. As long as they are not unable to survive, the people will not be in turmoil."
Chen Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid that someone with ulterior motives is behind it to add fuel to the flames."
Lin Ze narrowed his eyes slightly and said with murderous intent: "Prime Minister, you can rest assured, Jin Yiwei is everywhere in the world. If anyone dares to have evil intentions, I will try my best to make him disappear from the world."
Chen Ping was silent for a while and then opened the third page.
"The corvee is light and light, and the corvee is reduced to half of the previous one. Except for the necessary corvee, the wealthy businessmen are allowed to exempt themselves from the corvee by fines of copper."
Chen Ping frowned slightly and said, "In this case, I'm afraid there will be insufficient labor."