open sea

Chapter 582
The so-called "five public and five people" means two taxes and one tax for the harvest of the field. Of course, this is not a rule.

There are also differences, for example, there are the eight gongs and two peoples implemented by Shintora when the Takeda family was in trouble and foreign aggression, or the good governance four gongs and six peoples formulated by the Hojo family to pacify the Kanto.

However, if the common people want to live the best life, they still have to be in the territory of Oda Nobunaga, who is known as the brutal demon king. In the Oda family, farming is one man and two people.

Better than good governance, in the Warring States environment, this is the absolute good governance that can be regarded as Yao and Shun.

It’s not that the Japanese people have strong endurance, but that they have strong endurance when people can’t survive. During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao’s farmland laid the foundation for him to dominate the north. The tax rate was similar to that of Japan in the Warring States Period. There are six people in the public, and the people who use the government cattle to farm are six public and four people.

Extraordinary times carry out extraordinary policies.

Chen Bazhi is also implementing extraordinary policies. He collected the land of the three prefectures into the Ming Dynasty. Everything on the land, such as fields, hunting grounds, forest farms, mines, and fishing grounds, were all re-measured and had the power to distribute them. The tax rate is compared with that of Ming Dynasty, and the tax rate is one for thirty.

The land they are allocated is very small, but even if they only get the same land as in the past, when they grow food, their harvest can be nearly double that of the past.

How many paddy fields can be rewarded depends on how much they can pay for Chen Bazhi in logging, mining, fishing, and honey gathering.

It is not without precedent of rebellion in the three prefectures. Ever since the peasants in a village knelt under the city of Shanbuki in fear and told the general of the Ming Dynasty that they heard that the samurai masters conspired to mobilize the peasants and soldiers, and then the peasants pushed them into the cesspool with bamboo spears He drowned in Li, and after asking for punishment and getting pardon, he never heard of anyone who would rebel.

Years of military struggles have made the samurai class not afraid of death. The ideal of many people in life is to obtain a method of death worthy of their family name. In the few battles with samurai from all over the world, the strangest situation Hachiro has seen is to be an enemy Defeated in an unseemly fashion, the high-ranking among them sometimes fled the field.

But not too far away, find a place where no one is around, kill yourself, and let your subordinates run away with their own heads.

And the same is true for their people, some of them voluntarily took up bamboo spears in order to have a bite of white rice.

Chen Bazhi mentioned these things in his report to Chen Mu. After all, he didn’t want to study with Chen Jiujing after being driven all over the street by big geese, so his writing is similar to his father’s, simple and straightforward, sometimes like a philosophy Home.

In the letter, he wrote: "There are many people in Ming Dynasty who understand how to live. Most of them can decide how to live, but they are still not as clear as the Japanese. Understand one thing - people are born to die, and soon, only very powerful people can choose where and how to die."

If two out of ten people in Daming are not afraid of death, Chen Bazhi can find at least five in this magical land!

But not everyone who is not afraid of death can accept being submerged in the boundless dung and suffocating.

"One day I will tear down the door of this house!"

Chen Bazhi was kneeling on the table like a man from the Han Dynasty and writing his grand plan to Chen Mu, when he heard the sound of the living room door being pulled open from the cubicle. The voice was Chen Lin's son Chen Jiujing—maybe the whole country dared to The only ones yelling in their castle are Wang Rulong and this righteous brother, and Wang Rulong prefers to sleep in the barracks.

He put down his pen, turned around and changed into a comfortable position, crossed his legs and rubbed his feet wrapped in wide cotton socks, sniffed his nose, moved his hands away in disgust, and let the cronies who sat on the small bench in the corner of the room Opening the door, he said, "Go to the foot of the mountain tomorrow to find a carpenter and build a table case for the sub-high point, the kind that can sit on a stool."

Just as he was talking, Chen Jiujing, dressed in thick eyebrows and big eyes, flashed out from behind the opened door, hugged his pocket and rubbed his head and complained: "It's quite high inside, the door frame is five feet, and it's short if it's four feet up. They're not so low." what!"

"It's about humility, you have to bow your head when you walk in the door, I think so."

As soon as Chen Jiujing sat down, he saw Chen Bazhi move forward, put his hands on his shoulders, and asked enthusiastically, "How about it, brother, is anyone willing to become an official?"

Little did he know that his brother's hand was rubbing hard against the leather bound by the iron arm.

"Don't worry, I've gained a lot from this trip. Defeating Maori and setting up the Three Houses has turned many samurai families into rogues. The wealthy families and people from the country who were able to hire them before have also lost their financial resources, and they dare not seek rebellion."

Chen Jiujing said exaggeratedly raising his hand from left to right, and said more and more happily: "In the small temples of every village, in the past, these cunning farmers borrowed money from merchants. They all fled into the mountains if they were not issued, and dragged the warriors to starve to death with them. Now that they have become more courageous, there are peasants and soldiers holding bamboo spears everywhere, and the warriors are not allowed to enter the village. If someone persuades them, they will die Get punched out."

"Your land tax of [-]% is absolutely incredible. Those martial arts families want to raise soldiers and warriors, and no one can collect such a low land tax." Chen Jiujing said with his left fist and his right palm: "If you can't lower the tax, you can't win over the land." The people with the largest number, they have no choice, many samurai who have become ronin want to go to other daimyo's lands to seek a living, but they can't even leave their homes!"

Chen Bazhi cracked his mouth and laughed. There is no big city in Japan, and there is no city like Ming Dynasty. The people live outside the city, and their houses surround the castles of the lords and warriors. Let alone let them go, let alone the people. , in this era where the hunting of lone warriors is prevalent, how many people dare to go out and run around?
The affiliation relationship between daimyo, samurai, countrymen, nobles, and peasants was broken by a piece of land tax reduction order. It was like doing business to fight for low prices. The most is the grain shipped by the Nanyang Military Mansion.

"At this time, we will take out the recruitment order, and those warriors who have lost their masters and the wealthy families who are hesitant to advance and retreat will send them to the door themselves."

As he spoke, Chen Jiujing clapped his hands and shouted outside the room: "Send it in!"

The wooden door was opened, and Wu Bian came in with a lacquer plate filled with more than ten stacks of long folds and placed it at Chen Bazhi's feet. Chen Jiujing proudly said: "During this time, I have persuaded the people of the three families of Shifu, 27 wealthy families, and more than [-] ronin, In addition, there are more veterans among the common people who want to join the army—as long as we can grant them land at home according to the law.”

Chen Bazhi's expression was very happy at first, and then his face was filled with joy, and he asked: "How many people are there in total, only the warriors."

"One thousand two hundred and thirty-six, this is just the Iwami Mansion. They will first register in the four counties, and then follow orders to reorganize into an army. They all have their own weapons, and many of them still have armor. We only need to distribute food and land, etc. As the news spread, there are still two prefectures..."

Chen Bazhi's complexion became more and more ugly. At first, he just wanted to recruit a family soldier team of 600 people, and use these guys who were born to practice martial arts and fearless to die to form a jumping team, but the current situation is not what he thought. No, he didn't expect so many people to come.

I thought some people would flee elsewhere.

"When the news spreads, the taxes of the three prefectures can't afford to support so many warriors, and there are countless luggage shipped from Nanyang..."

Chen Bazhi shook his head slowly. The wood, honey, lead and tin from the three mansions have not been brought back to Daming by the sea merchants. According to this trend, he may recruit 3000 people, and the remaining luggage may not be enough for the next shipment. .

"Then recruit less?"

"No, the more capable people the better!"

"Quick, think about it, how can we get food and submit to our general, is there..."

Chen Bazhi looked like a talented slave, with his elbows propped on his thighs, he leaned towards the brother-in-law, stretched out his thumb and rubbed his index finger: "You want to die?"

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)