Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 234 Piece Wage (Third Change)

The people of Ming Dynasty were divided into three classes.

The first level is the clan, officials and gentry, and scholars, who enjoy tax exemption and labor bondage.

The second class is the common people (common people and common landlords), who are taxed.

The third class is the untouchables, slaves, and tenant servants, who are not worthy of entering the yellow book. People like Chen Youliang and others are not allowed to go ashore, and they can only stay on the boat for generations.

This move by He Jinchao directly broke the rules of the three classes of common people established by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Those who benefited were naturally overjoyed, but those whose interests were harmed were gnashing their teeth even more.

Zheng Xin, the original Hequ defender, couldn't help but drop the teacup in his hand when he heard the news.

In this way, his strategy of keeping a low profile was completely ineffective. How could those military households who cultivated the land for him still listen to him.

It can be expected that He Jinzhao's next move will be to let these military households cultivate the land for him, and the rent will only be less than his own!

"My lord, should we do it?"

Captain Ding on the side asked, although the brothers put down their weapons and armor, they still had their skills.

He Jinchao recruited them in public, but a dozen or so joined the hammer bandits, and most of the rest were grateful for Zheng Xin's kindness and refused to recruit them.

However, in order to break into He Jinzhao's interior, another twenty more loyal servants were selected the next day to join He Jinzhao in case of emergency.

"What hand are you moving?"

Zheng Xin was furious: "That thief He Jinzhao threatened me, is it possible that I'm going to take the lives of my brothers and the whole family in one breath?
Let me tell you, according to this posture, there will be only a lot of He Jinzhao people in Hequ County. He wants to occupy Hequ, trade with the Mongols to make a fortune and continue to grow his strength! "

Captain Ding fell silent, and it seemed that the guard was scared.

In the whole of Shanxi, is there any official army who is not afraid of the reputation of hammer bandits?

In the first battle of Han Xinling, Shanxi's elite officers and soldiers fled in embarrassment. It can be said that they became famous in the first battle!
"Forget it, it's good to be a rich man." Zheng Xin stood up and took two steps: "Wait until the imperial court sends an army to come, then make plans."

The gentry who were also injured became even more furious. Their land was gone, and now they wanted to take away all the servants.

He Jinzhao cut out his own wings step by step until he had no power to resist.

What a vicious thought!
Especially when the gentry watched their servants hiding and discussing in a low voice, they felt even more uncomfortable.

Afraid of He Jinzhao's fierce reputation, he dared not attack again.

There were long queues in front of the houses of several departments of the Hequ County Government.

Miao Siniang is 20 years old now, holding the account card in her hand, with her husband and daughter standing behind her.

She didn't want her daughter to have to suffer from childhood, and eventually become a prostitute.

All the people queuing around were Lehu, and even the prostitutes came.

Everyone's yearning for the identity of a good citizen is engraved in their bones.

Even if it's just a bandit who is willing to let them go, they are willing to come.

It was rumored that Hammer bandit He Jinzhao had taken down the entire Taiyuan Mansion, and all over Shanxi were rebels from Qin to Jin.

Maybe it's about to change.

"next."

Hearing the shout, Miao Siniang entered the room and put the family's account card on the table.

The clerk took the original household slips of the Ming Dynasty to register, and wrote Shangmin in the column of the type of household.

Miao Siniang couldn't help crying.

The content is roughly the same as the household registration book, except that assets need to be registered, and the seal and serial number, date, date, and signature of officials should be stamped on the seam.

Moreover, she had never seen the county government clerks so capable and wanted to pay him.

Startled by the scribe, he jumped up and shouted hastily:

"Put it away, you want me to die!"

Miao Siniang didn't know why, so she had to keep the money.

The clerk breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the little clerk next to him, and finally showed Miao Siniang what he had written to confirm that it was correct, and the head of the household was required to sign here.

Miao Siniang's husband is a suona player, he is cautious, not as bold as Siniang.

Who knows how long He Jinzhao can stay in this meander?

But for the sake of his daughter's future, he bit the bullet and signed.

No one wants their daughter to be a whore!

Miao Siniang looked at her family's brand-new household posts, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.

On the other hand, the scribes on the side had seen a lot, and they didn't feel upset, so they could just take the opportunity to persuade them and try their best.

After all, everyone has not done such a heavy work for many years.

He Jinzhao looked at the people queuing up in the county government office. Although they had been diverted, everyone was dealing with household registration.

But there are still quite a lot of people at this time. They are people who have been happy for generations, and they want to get out of the sea of ​​suffering earlier.

Not only female musicians will be slept, but also male musicians can't avoid being slept. Some scholar-bureaucrats like this kind of "elegant" taste.

"Hey King."

As soon as He Jinzhao walked in, he was spotted by the scribe who was fishing, and hurriedly explained: "I'm comforting this family."

"Huh?" He Jinzhao snorted, "He's a good citizen now, what a happy family."

"Damn the villain, the villain said something wrong." The scribe hastily bowed his hands and apologized.

"You should apologize to them."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Miao Siniang was protecting her daughter and looked at He Jinzhao with a little fear, with tears of joy on her face.

Although his husband was very scared, he still stood in front of his daughter-in-law and saluted, "Thank you, King He."

"Yes." He Jinzhao nodded: "You can still choose to play vocal music for a living in the future, but if someone dares to insult you forcibly, those days will never come back."

"I can't thank you enough."

Miao Siniang took her daughter to give He Jinzhao a knock, and the daughter didn't have to go her old way.

"Okay, let's get up." He Jinzhao said to Le Ji at the side: "After I occupied Hequ, I didn't intend to leave. There is a lot of waste here, and it is time to need manpower.

After all of you have left your low status, there may be many people who will not eat music. After a while, I will introduce a new bill to solve your survival problems. "

Miao Siniang's husband stared at him. He wished he could blow a suona to He Jinzhao's county seat. What is this living Bodhisattva?

He Jinzhao said that those who have completed the household registration can go out and let the next family come in.

"How many copies have you written now?"

"Congratulations to the king, the 23 people in the household have already written 120 three household posts."

He Jinzhao looked at everyone's meticulous work, checked the account post again, and nodded:
"Work for me, not in vain, I am very relieved to hear that you have rejected the bribe to change your nationality.

In the future, I will give you a basic salary every month, and I will not support idlers.

Now you have to register this account post, and make sure it is correct.

If you do a good job, you will be rewarded with a monthly salary of ten cents per person, and the more you do, the more you get. "

The housekeeper did not expect that He Jinzhao would give them money!

(End of this chapter)