Picked up a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 112 The Joy of the Autumn Harvest
The little fat man is not very concerned about the affairs of the powerful, and this time he dealt with the powerful, and it was only for money. In order to save the people of the world from harming him, the most important thing at the moment is the matter of Mintun, and the autumn harvest will soon be During the season, the little fat man often couldn't sleep at night because of his excitement. After disposing of the powerful and wealthy people from all over the country, all his family assets were used to invest in the affairs of the people!
At this time, Yang Qiu and Xing Ziang were jointly in charge. Fearing that the emperor would dismiss him, officials from all over the country implemented scientific achievements in an all-round way, and all of them did not do their best. The cattle and others were all handled by the state treasury, and Wang Fu was naturally the busiest. Fortunately, He Xiu was on the sidelines to help. If there was any help, the courtiers did not dare to oppose Wang Fu.

Of course, scolding still has to be scolded.

Every court meeting, the officials would cry, please cook the king's letter, the little fat man is used to this, Wang Fu is extremely daring, he has offended countless noble families from all over the world, and he is not afraid, he was assassinated three times in a row, But he was proud of it and spoke up. This is what Yuan Ping did, which scared Yuan Ping to go to the palace several times to defend the little fat man.

The little fat man was lying quietly in Song's arms. Song was holding a fan and fanning it gently. His eyes were full of love when he looked at the little fat man. The little fat man was already asleep, but his brows were tightly frowned. , Muttering something in his mouth, "Uncle, uncle, old captain, mother, I'm not wrong." Song didn't dare to listen, but just hugged the little fat man tightly, a little worried.

Song Dian hurried in, with a happy face, and was about to speak, but saw the sleeping emperor, and immediately fell silent. Song frowned, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?", Song Dian Dian nodded and said in a low voice, "The Mintun matter."

But he didn't want to, the little fat man suddenly opened his eyes, and asked: "Mintun? What's the matter?" He hurriedly got up, Song Shi was arranging his clothes for him, Song Dian hurriedly bowed and saw him, excited He said: "Your Majesty, the king has played, and the tax is 270 billion yuan! Wang Fujun said, it is still because of your majesty's decree, forty tax one, and exempt money order, more tax, oral tax, calculation tax, contribution fee , Fu, etc., that’s just how it is, Your Majesty! 270 billion!!”

"Hahahaha, how much grain is there?"

"Your Majesty, 170 million hu!!"

"Hahahaha!" The little fat man couldn't stop laughing, and the Song family was also extremely happy. The little fat man quickly stood up and said, "Quick, quick, I'm going to see them now!!" Served by Mrs. Song, she changed her clothes again, and hurried out, leaving the hall, the little Huangmen seemed to have heard the news, their faces were full of joy, and when they saw the little fat man, they all bowed down and bowed down.

The little fat man was even happier, and rewarded these little yellow gates heavily.

When he arrived at the palace, the officials were a little surprised, because the court meeting was just held yesterday, why did the world invite us again?Every time the emperor convened an emergency court meeting, there was no good news. Therefore, these courtiers were also a little worried. Just thinking about it, they saw the little fat man walking in with a smile on his face, and all the courtiers stood up and worshiped.

"Sit down! Gentlemen, the lord has already told me about the autumn harvest!"

"A full 170 million grains! 270 billion!!"

The ministers turned pale with shock, this year His Majesty has canceled more than a dozen miscellaneous taxes!There is such a tax!Especially grain, they can almost see the grain piled up in mountains in granaries everywhere!After the officials were astonished, they were overjoyed. The little fat man happily sat on the top seat. Hearing the praise of the officials, he was very excited. According to the courtiers, he is already a holy emperor comparable to the ancient sages!
The little fat man was overjoyed and pardoned the whole world, except for treason.

At that time, there was a bumper harvest in various places, and the emperor reduced taxes greatly, which made the people all over the world very happy. Of course, there were also some taxes, which the fat man did not waive, such as the taxes that women had to pay when they grew up without getting married. For example, the taxes paid by those who give birth to fewer males are to encourage births. The little fat man followed the advice of the old Taiwei and did not exempt them.

Grain warehouses all over the country are indeed piled up with grain. For the first time in the past 50 years, there is a surplus of grain in the people's homes, and the treasury has become extremely full again. Wang Fu is relieved. It seems that next year's Mintun will not be afraid The money is not enough, and the autumn harvest has just passed, the little fat man decided to hunt, because the little fat man has also reached the age of determination, and he is completely ready to start this royal activity.

But when Wang Fu was full of enthusiasm and was about to start his private school plan, he encountered new troubles.

"What? Refugees? Why are there still refugees now?"

The little fat man frowned and asked.

Sitting in front of him, Wang Fu said helplessly: "Your Majesty moved the tycoons. Afterwards, the officials learned that these tycoons concealed the number of households. The number of tenants and servants is unimaginable. A family is seven or eight thousand tenants. People are shocked, but the people in the village are enough today, if you add these refugees, there will be no land to cultivate, unless it is moved to the land of Jingyang, and this matter is by no means trivial, and it will cost a lot of money."

The little fat man sighed helplessly, and asked, "In your opinion, what can I do?"

"Your Majesty once ordered the powerful servants to move along with them. These servants can be added to the border areas. It's just that those tenants who have no arable land will be more troublesome if they want to move." Wang Fu frowned tightly, but said no. After speaking, the little fat man fell silent and asked, "How many tenants are there?"

"More than four hundred thousand."

The little fat man was also frightened by this number. There are more than [-] people hidden by these tyrants?How many people are hidden by those aristocratic families?He frowned tightly and said: "I want to use the money from the treasury to let these people build roads. If I want to build a road, I will let these people build it from Luoyang to Xuzhou. Be sure to let them know." Don't be oppressed if you have enough clothes!"

"Your Majesty, if this is the case, I am afraid that the treasury will be empty again, so what will happen to the Mintun next year?"

"270 billion?! What's the matter with Mintun?"

"Besides, wouldn't it be a blessing if the roads are clear? The vehicle and boat tax alone is enough to replenish the national treasury again!"

Wang Fu frowned and thought about it. The so-called vehicle and boat tax was first collected during the reign of Emperor Xiaowu. The object of collection was the vehicles and boats of merchants. Taxes are paid on roads and water surfaces. Merchants’ carts are counted twice for each cart, and other people who have carts are counted once for each cart. If roads are built, not only will the government order be smooth, but it will also benefit the people.

What's more, if the road is built, the vehicle and boat tax can be increased, maybe the money spent can really be recovered!At the same time, it can temporarily support these landless refugees!

Wang Fu's eyes lit up, it's okay!

(End of this chapter)