MM Racing Chapter 401
Chapter 401
Muzhou Qingxi!
Lacquer Garden!
From a distance, the mountains on both sides of the bank are steep, the trees and weeds are overgrown, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, shrouded in a deep twilight haze.
Fang La is the owner of the local lacquer plantation, and according to legend, he has a bold temperament and is deeply popular, and can call on many farmers who are living in difficulty.
At this time.
In the depths of the lacquer garden, in a pavilion, a painting is hung on it, and the words "above board" are written.
More than 100 people gathered here.
These people, who are usually taken care of by Fang La, are all Manichaeans.
Today, at the invitation of Fang La, I came to participate in the drinking.
The inside and outside tables are full of beef, and bowls of "jade ice roasting" from Suzhou [Tianjiufang] are poured after being mixed with water.
This wine is too strong, and most people in Jiangnan are not used to drinking it, so many merchants who buy it will carry out a second blending.
After pouring the wine several times in turn, Fang La got up and looked at everyone.
Those who drink wine and eat meat, also stop.
"The internal relations of the whole country and the internal relations of the family are originally the same principle."
"My son and younger brother ploughed the fields and weaved cloth, and they worked hard all year round, and there was a little bit of food and cloth, and my father and brother took it all and squandered it."
"If you are a little unsatisfactory, you will be whipped with a whip and a bamboo board, brutally abused, and tortured to death without mercy, for you, can you be willing to endure it?"
The chaotic party struggle in the court lasted for many years, with the new party implementing the new policy when it was in power, and the old party overthrowing the new party when it was in the "753" policy.
Changing orders overnight, without a consistent policy, will naturally lead to chaos below.
As a result, the public sector has also been affected.
Therefore, people are unbearable, so they all go and become thieves!
There were no large-scale peasant uprisings in the Great Song Dynasty, but small-scale ones never stopped.
The court is basically based on Zhao'an.
Unfortunately, the symptoms are not the root causes.
The people gathered here are all exploited people, and under the influence of Mingjiao's thoughts, their personalities are even more extreme.
Someone immediately shouted: "No"
Fang La said loudly: "Squander and waste the rest, and take it all and dedicate it to the enemy." "
"The enemy became richer and richer on our supplies, but instead plundered and bullied us, and the father and brother let the children deal with them."
"If the strength of the children can't support it, then condemnation and punishment will be all-encompassing."
"But what is given to the enemy every year will never be spared because of the enemy's insult, can you bear it with peace of mind?"
He is talking about the fact that after the Tanyuan Alliance, several wars were defeated in succession, and the court had to pay Liao and Jin annual coins.
There is a lot of controversy among the people about this.
"How can there be such a reason?"
Someone shouted.
Fang La didn't know whether she was really crying or fake crying, and complained with tears.
"Taxes and servitude are so heavy, officials plunder and extort, and the income from agriculture and sericulture is not enough to meet the needs!"
"What we people rely on for our lives is nothing more than lacquered bamboo and wood, and all the taxes and regulations used by the government under various names have been collected, and nothing is left."
"Heaven gave birth to the people and set up officials for them, which was originally used to raise the people, but the government is so vicious and cruel!"
"Providence and people's hearts, can they not be angry?"
"And in addition to singing and dancing women, dogs and horses hunting, building palaces, sacrificing ghosts and gods, expanding armaments, etc.!"
"The silver silk that bribes the two enemies in the west and north every year must be calculated in millions of numbers, and these are the fat and blood and sweat of our people in the southeast!"
"When the two great enemies get these treasures, they despise us all the more, and they continue to harass us year after year."
"The court's dedication to the enemy has never dared to be abolished, and the rulers still believe that this is a long-term strategy to stabilize the frontier!"
"It's just that our people work hard all year round, and our wives and children are cold and hungry, and we can't eat enough for a day, so what should we do?"
Fang La's words made everyone feel the same way.
Because all the people here are depressed and depressed, and those who are from the fields will not be free to attend such gatherings.
He aroused the anger in everyone's hearts, and said indignantly: "Sect Master, what do you say! "
"yes!"
"We do what you say"
Fang La held the wine bowl and looked around.
"The new emperor is in power, the old ministers are demoted, the dead are dead, and there is almost nothing left!"
"Those in power are all despicable, filthy, treacherous and flattering guys, Cai Bian, Fu Zongshu and the like control the government!"
"I only know how to use singing and dancing women and create palace gardens to confuse and bewitch the emperor, and I don't care about national affairs at all."
"Local officials outside the capital are also corrupt and extravagant, and do not consider local political affairs as important issues."
"The people of the southeast have been suffering from exploitation for a long time!"
"I heard that the emperor is in the north, and he has started to fight again, and the court and China are talking about increasing taxes and taxes on Jiangnan!"
"What?"
"Do you want to be given more?"
The crowd was furious.
Since Mr. Wang's seedling tax began, local officials seem to have found new ways to make money.
All kinds of taxes, layer by layer.
The tax collected by the court does not seem to be high, but it is a few hands of the local government.
Therefore, every time the tax is raised, the people complain again and again.
Fang La didn't lie, the minister of the DPRK and China was indeed discussing the need to increase taxes on Jiangnan.
However, it is for the Jingwang Mansion, the commercial tax.
Perhaps it was Zhao Wuxian who copied the shipping trade guild and got a batch of silver taels, which made the ministers think that the merchants had made too much money.
The commercial tax, which had not been moved for a long time, was brought to the imperial court.
Fang La took advantage of this information gap to provoke these people.
"Sect Master, what should we do?"
"yes!"
"Listen to you!"
Fang La saw that the crowd was excited, and knew that the heat was about the same, and the people's hearts were available.
He then made a plan.
"If you can preside over justice and launch an uprising, all parts of the country will definitely hear the wind and respond."
"In ten days, you can gather thousands of people."
"When the local officials hear this, they will definitely appease us and negotiate with us, and it is not convenient to report to the court immediately."
"We use tactics to contain them, drag on for a month or two, and the counties in Jiangnan can be captured in one fell swoop." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）
"After the imperial court receives the application, it can't immediately decide to send troops, it is expected to drag on and discuss, and it will take more than a month!"
"It is not necessary to mobilize and train the army and transfer food and salaries for half a year, so it has been a year before and after we started the army."
"At this point, the situation should be basically determined, so there is no need to worry."
"Moreover, the monetary tribute to the foreign enemies in the west and north is millions every year, and the military and political expenses of the imperial court reach tens of millions every year!"
"Most of this money comes from the southeast!"
"We have occupied the Jiangnan region, and the imperial court will ruthlessly squeeze the Central Plains region."
"The people of the Central Plains can't bear it, and they will definitely rise up to resist."
"The foreign enemy in the west and north knows about it, and they will also take the opportunity to attack."
"The imperial court is under attack from inside and outside, even if there are advisers like Yi Yin and Lu Shang, they can't come up with any way for them."
"As long as we take the Yangtze River as the boundary, guard the south of the Yangtze River, reduce labor, reduce taxes, and restore and develop the people's manpower and material resources, who will not respectfully come to worship us?"
"Within ten years, the world will finally be unified."
"If you don't do this, you will have to die in vain at the hands of corrupt officials.0Please think about this matter"
As soon as the wine was drunk, and then Fang La was so stimulated, everyone's blood and qi were already on the top, and the anger value was almost off the charts.
Someone threw the bowl and said, "The good sect leader is right, it's done!" "
"What kind of prince will Xiangning?"
"In this world, Lao Zhao's family can sit, we can't sit down?"
When Fang La was planning an uprising.
Bianliang!
In the palace, Zhao Xu was in the study, meeting a Zhuge Zhengme and Xiao Jiansheng.
Zhao Xu coughed lightly.
His health has always been very bad, especially recently, he is concerned about the war in Tibet, and he is exhausted, and his complexion is even worse.
Even if Xiao Wang Zhenren, who has the Quanzhen Sect, dedicates himself to conditioning, the effect is quite limited.
Because the root of Zhao Xu's illness has fallen since he was a child, it has become a solid disease, and he can only be slowly adjusted.
The elixir of the great tonic is harmful to him.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Waiting for the bridge to be there, I went outside to guard it.
Zhao Xu glanced at the two of them.
Zhuge Zheng said: "The official, there is a secret letter from King Jing, and I want the old minister to hand it over to you!" "
"Oh?"
Zhao Xu said with a smile: "What does he have to say, the recent impeachment of him, look, it's all piled up!" "
He pointed to the large pile of twists and turns resting in the corner of the desk, and his smile was really laughing, not angry.
"Let him be arrogant and domineering, and be targeted by those civil officials, right?"
Zhao Xu gloated.
At the beginning of his reign, because of Empress Gao and the liquidation of the old ministers, he was scolded by the imperial historians.
However, he can't be angry yet, he has to endure it.
The imperial history has the power of supervision, and likes to impeach officials the most, so as to make a name for himself, plus he can't punish the doctor.
Tsk, which emperor of the Great Song Dynasty has not been sprayed by these people?
Let's just say Bao Zheng, Bao Qingtian, that's a famous troll.
It is rumored that he is in the court and fights with others.
I took off my shoes and threw them crookedly, almost hitting the emperor.
Of course, this is just a folk joke, but it also shows that the days of the Great Song Emperor are not very good.
However, Zhao Xu has been a little cool recently, because those civil officials who arrested him are now biting others!
At least twenty copies of the recital were sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion every day, making Zhang Chun's head as big as a bucket, and he simply threw it to Zhao Xu.
Zhao Xu 1.9 loves to watch it very much, looking at those who used to scold him, and now he scolds Zhao Wuxian, and his heart is called happy.
Sure enough, human happiness is based on the suffering of others.
Xiao Jianseng looked at Zhao Xu with a smile on his face, a little strange.
He felt that the relationship between Zhao Xu and Zhao Wuxian didn't seem to be as incompatible as the rumors outside.
Reputedly.
Before Zhao Wuxian left Beijing, he had a secret meeting with Zhao Xu, and the two didn't know what to talk about.
But after that, Zhao Xu no longer seemed to ask about the affairs of King Jing's Mansion, but focused on Tubo.
Zhao Xu smiled and smiled, but still took the secret letter.
He opened it and looked at the two lines, and then frowned.
Jingwang Mansion!
Canglang Pavilion!
The afterglow of the setting sun, sprinkled on the water, sparkling.
In the pavilion.
Wang Yuyan is playing against Fan Qinghui.
Youcao and the maids are waiting.
"Master!"
"Master!"
In a burst of crisp laughter, Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao ran in from outside the moon arch like butterflies.
They usually have to read, and at dusk, they can play to their heart's content.
Wang Yuyan and Fan Qinghui turned their heads to look.
Behind, followed by Zhao Wuxian, who hugged the little dragon girl, pretending to be an eagle, chasing with a smile.
Fan Qinghui blinked, covered his mouth and smiled, and said, "The prince is really childlike!" "。