MM Racing Chapter 248
Chapter 248
"Otherwise, once a holy decree is issued, the ancestral property that I and others have accumulated for generations will be worthless!"
"Then you must also think of a suitable reason, otherwise His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be angry, and I will have no place to die."
"The matter is urgent, how can we look ahead."
The two gangs quarreled for a long time, and they didn't quarrel for a reason.
Some of the previous decrees of the imperial court had already caused them heavy losses.
The emergence of banks has made it impossible for them to quietly exploit the people by printing money as before.
However, it did not hurt their roots.
This time is different.
Once the imperial court exempted agricultural taxes.
These gentry, they have no foothold at all.
Daming treats readers with the greatest privileges.
Tax-free.
Because they did not have to pay taxes, they could use a lower tax than the imperial court to attract ordinary people to contribute.
In this way, 740 has continued to suck the blood of the people from generation to generation and strengthen itself.
Which of the people present does not have a good field at home?
If the imperial court exempted agricultural taxes.
Why do ordinary people still farm for them?
Without the support of ordinary people, how can the so-called gentry of poetry and books enjoy a life of brocade clothes and food.
How can this be endured?
This is the moment.
These gentry couldn't take care of it, and opened their mouths and closed their mouths to poetry.
Everyone tore off the mask of hypocrisy.
Go crazy for your own good.
"Enough!" Ruan Dacheng couldn't bear it anymore, and a roar suppressed everyone's quarrel.
"Look at what you look like, isn't the will of the imperial court still not down?"
"We, the Jiangnan scholars, are all pillars of the imperial court."
"The imperial court's approach this time is simply ignoring us."
"Don't worry, I, Ruan Dacheng, will definitely fight for justice for everyone."
"I personally wrote it, and you all signed it together, gave the imperial court a letter of ten thousand words, and stated to the imperial court,"
"The imperial court, how can you compete with the small people?"
The surrounding gentry echoed.
"Mr. Enkai is right, the imperial court cannot ignore the will of the people and promote this kind of tyranny."
"I'll wait for the seconding!"
It's in your own interest.
The Jiangnan gentry are united and efficient like never before.
In less than five hours, more than ninety percent of the gentry had signed the book of ten thousand words.
Eight hundred leagues urgent.
All the way to change horses without changing people, the book of ten thousand words was sent to the capital.
Looking at the book of ten thousand words in front of him, Zhu Xiongying sneered disdainfully.
"Ruan Dacheng, I really don't know if you are really stupid or fake stupid, so you are willingly pushed out to block the gun?"
Zhu Yuanzhang saw the appearance of his eldest grandson. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
I knew he was going to pit people again.
"Big grandson, what is the future of this Ruan Dacheng?"
Zhu Xiongying pouted disdainfully.
He defected to the Donglin Party (AEFH) and defected to Wei Zhongxian, gaining notoriety and being forced to resign. Later, King Fu was used as a puppet to establish the Southern Ming Dynasty, and the Southern Ming was destroyed and surrendered to the Demon Qing. "
Hear the word surrender.
Zhu Yuanzhang was suddenly furious.
"This thief deserves to blame the Nine Clan!"
Although Xiu Xian has already started.
Zhu Yuanzhang's decisive temper is still the same as before.
"Grandpa Huang is not in a hurry first, I think this is also an opportunity."
"This time I want to see if this Manchu Dynasty Wen Wu's heart is pretending to be Daming or their own interests."
Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly threw the pot: "I still have to cultivate, and this kind of thing is left to the fourth elder to do." "
One word.
Zhu Di, who had eliminated the Johor red-haired ghost, was called back.
"Xiongying, why are you punishing me again? Your fourth uncle has only been in a few days, so let me deal with these shit things. "
Zhu Xiong's English focus is on painting cakes for Zhu Di.
"Fourth Uncle, you are the emperor of the last Ming Dynasty. If you don't show up for this kind of thing, your name is not justified. "
"Besides, if you put these things in order early, you can also get rid of them sooner, right?"
Straight at the end of the day.
The hundred officials gathered in front of the gate of the Taihe Hall, preparing to start the early dynasty.
Even Zhu Xiongying got up early.
He yawned a lot, and complained a little dissatisfied: "No wonder in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, many descendants of Xiaoxiao are unwilling to go to the dynasty." "
"You have to get up and get ready at three o'clock, and you have to start work at five o'clock, and no one wants to change anyone."
"It's time to change the time of the last dynasty."
Unlike Zhu Xiongying.
Even Li Shanchang, the head of a hundred officials, has long been accustomed to this routine.
Look at the nose with the eyes, and look at the heart with the nose.
Expressionless, standing in front of the hundred officials.
The tee drum ends.
Amid the majestic bell, the eunuch pushed open the door of the Hall of Taihe.
The hundred officials slowly entered.
Zhu Di was wearing a dragon robe and sitting majestically on the dragon chair.
The Manchu Dynasty knelt down and shouted long live three times.