Lay to win!Cannon fodder, he has become the chief assistant

According to the law of great governance, merchants should not hoard large amounts of land. When the first emperor was in power, for the sake of the people's livelihood, small merchants with an annual income of less than [-] taels were allowed to buy ten acres of land, while large merchants were completely prohibited from hoarding land.

Although there are legal constraints, some people will still find ways to find other ways for themselves.

Just like what Xie Xiuwen did before, people from the Fang family were hired to name it. Even if the government finds out, the shop is still under someone else's name. Even if everyone knows that the shop belongs to the Xie family, the government can only It is admitted that it belongs to the Fang family.

And those big merchants will naturally have more ways.

For example, you can ask your own servants to buy land, or ask your relatives to buy land. After all, there are ways to deal with government inspections.

Emperor Jingwen frowned and thought deeply. He didn't approve of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business, but he didn't like merchants to grow bigger either.

The more money the merchant has, the more likely they will be attached to a certain force. Now his sons have grown up one after another. Although they have not yet set foot in the court, those royal relatives have already begun to attack. .

In Emperor Jingwen's view, whether it is military power, political power in the court, or money and food in the world, it has to be decided by him, a saint.

Now that I heard what Xie Xiuwen said, I have other thoughts.

You can't squeeze the big businessmen too hard, otherwise it is really easy to force the dog to jump the wall.

But you can't just watch them grow bigger.

Let's investigate the matter of hoarding the land first, and then find a way to make an example of others.

Xie Xiuwen's eyes turned quickly. Seeing what the Holy One meant, I'm afraid that some big businessmen will be in trouble, but I don't know which one will be targeted by the Holy One first. I only hope that the Holy One will be kind this time. It would be fine if there was another bloodshed.

At the subsequent court meeting, Emperor Jingwen arranged for the supervisory censor to go to various places to check on the taxation of land property merchants and other matters. Just after the twelfth lunar month, the first unlucky family came out.

It's not too far away from the capital. A well-known merchant in Taiyuan Prefecture, who is said to have a wealth of wealth, was found to be hoarding land, and was also found to be in collusion with the local government.

As soon as the zhezi was delivered to the imperial court, Emperor Jing Wen was furious!
He hurriedly dispatched important ministers to Taiyuan Mansion to implement the implementation. The merchant’s home was confiscated and imprisoned years ago. Fortunately, Emperor Jingwen was quite kind and never issued an order to punish innocent people. Only the two principals of the merchant’s family were sentenced to death. , and his family members were exiled.

According to the information that Xie Xiuwen inadvertently spied on from the imperial court, more than [-] taels of silver were copied out. Not only that, but also a lot of land and shops, etc. This time, the national treasury has become much richer.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xie Xiuwen sent eight-treasure porridge to Wang Qin's family, and played a game of chess with him before leaving.

When Xie Xiuwen came back while lighting the lamp, he found a carriage outside the door, and the porter said that it was the young master of Dingguo's mansion.

Wang Yanqing's legs were not fully healed, and he came out with a cane.

Xie Rongzhao lit the fireplace in the front hall, and sent someone to get an extra charcoal basin, only then did the room warm up.

"Sister Zhao, the fireplace in your house is really well made. I also made it in my house, but I always feel that it is not as beautiful as yours, and it doesn't seem to be as big as yours."

"It should be about the same. I just think that being idle here is idle, so I like to put a vase on it."

Wang Yanqing is purely the kind whose own chicken, duck and fish are not tasty, but other people's pickled vegetables are delicious.

But Xie Rongzhao simply thought that Wang Yanqing was praising her for decorating the fireplace so beautifully, and the two reached a consensus in such a strange way.

Seeing Xie Xiuwen coming in, Wang Yanqing quickly stood up and saluted.

"Sit down, your legs are better now? But it's cold, you'd better stay at home to avoid falling again."

"Yes, thank you uncle for your concern, my nephew's leg is already much better."

Wang Yanqing lived in Fuyuan Villa for a month, but he was as close to Xie's family as relatives, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider when speaking.

"Father, you're back. I'll go and tell Auntie that it's time to prepare dinner. Auntie knew that brother Yanqing was coming, so she specially cooked his favorite beef brisket soup."

Beef is not easy to buy, it is only for ordinary people.

For powerful families, beef and mutton are almost indispensable.

Xie Xiuwen also heard that it was his wife who was staying as a guest, that's why Wang Yanqing stayed so late.

In the Fuyuan Villa dozens of miles away, Cheng Jingzhou took a bite of the food and then sighed.

Xie Zhou, who was sitting opposite him, shook his head, and said expressionlessly, "No. 30 eight times, Saburo, do you still eat?"

Cheng Jingzhou came back to his senses, and there was a bit of grievance in his eyes: "Baby has never sent someone to bring me a letter since he left, and I don't know if he forgot about me."

In the past, Guaibao would often send messages from the young gentleman of the Song family.

Xie Ronglang took it for granted and said, "Now that my father has a Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, he doesn't need to send firewood so frequently from the villa. Now he only sends it once a month, and my sister is now being escorted by my mother to learn. As for the rules, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Song Erlang either."

Cheng Jingzhou was still a little sad: "Then how did you see it before?"

Xie Rongen curled his lips and said: "Stupid! In the past, sister Zhao loved to play, and my uncles and aunts took care of her loosely. Seeing her grow up now, I naturally have to restrain her."

Xie Zhou also nodded again and again: "That's right, and San Lang is also from a famous family. Aren't all the ladies of the family are being controlled very strictly? Now sister Zhao has just started to learn the rules, I'm afraid they will be controlled even more strictly."

The more Cheng Jingzhou listened, the more he felt that the food in front of him was not delicious.

None of these people mentioned Wang Yanqing, it was clearly a discussion!

The more you don't mention this Wang Yanqing, the more it shows that the boy's mind is not pure!

However, he is studying here now, no matter how anxious and angry he is, it is useless, he just waits to return to the capital after the holiday, and then have a good talk with Guaibao.

Xie Rongzhao didn't know that Cheng Jingzhou had imagined so much. She accompanied her father to send Wang Yanqing to the carriage, and when she turned back to the yard, she yawned.

Xie Xiuwen gathered her cloak: "Sleepy?"

Xie Rongzhao's eyes were filled with physical tears due to yawning, and now he looked moist and even cuter.

"Father, I'm still worrying about the annual gifts for Uncle Zhao, Brother Heng and Brother Yanqing."

Xie Xiuwen pinched her face with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you just watch and prepare, and parents will make extra preparations."

Xie Rongzhao knew it would be like this.

"Brother Yanqing's leg injury hasn't completely healed yet, and he can't come out to play during the Chinese New Year. I wonder if I can make some fun things so that he can be happy in the house." (End of this chapter)