Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince Chapter 18: New Year’s Eve Beacon
Huang Qiyin has always felt that it is full of enthusiasm and has no way to serve the country. It wasted a lot of ambition in this small place. It is only today that it feels that it is not wrong to lose.
Although the article he was proud of made him unwilling, but he has always had a kind of literary arrogance in his heart, thinking that he was attacked by people with different political opinions. Although the officialdom is unsatisfactory, he must be left in the history. His clean name will not be in vain in this life. I never imagined that if his own memorials were to be implemented, it would be a mistake for the country and the people. So at this time, not only was disappointed, the long-standing aloofness was also wiped out.
Looking at the handsome young man Yang Ling, Huang Qiyin secretly calculated: "It turns out that he is the youngest talent in the county. It's just a masterful essay. I can't think of it but have this insight. The child is not something in the pool.
I don’t have much success anymore. If you don’t want to help him with all your heart, if he can become a generation of famous ministers in the future, he will also follow the history of his name. No matter what, as long as he can be a member of the party, he will stay as a child. The younger grandchildren can also have a dependency".
I want to get here, Huang Qiyin chuckled, stepped forward to help Yang Ling, and said in a spring breeze: "You need to be polite, nephew Yang, the teacher is ashamed to be ashamed, Lao Huang has been in this county so much that he is about to become a master. If there is any need for help, the nephew can speak, but Huang knows everything."
Jimingyi is a third-class county. Compared with the richer counties of Jiangnan, the total tax and grain are 300 to 500 times different. The tax amount is terribly low. At first glance, it seems that the tax amount must be increased. At least such counties should never have The backlog of taxes and food. But the actual situation is that even if some small landlords or self-employed farmers are still half-starved and half-satisfied, arrears with taxes and grains are a matter of course.
As a result, a county official levied 80% of taxes in Fu County, and the lives of the local people remained unaffected. He also praised him for being a blue sky and giving away umbrellas to the people. But if he is unlucky enough to transfer to such a poor county in a few years, even he Exhausted all his energy and forcibly collected 30% of the tax. According to the local people, he was also a vampire of corrupt officials, ruthless officials, and three feet.
What's more, the Ming Dynasty founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang calculated the official's payment to the officials surprisingly accurately. The salary paid was only enough for the officials to support the family. As for the cost of welcoming and sending, the servants, the bearers, including the staff The salaries of the masters and others are all paid by the officials. Therefore, the local officials must transfer part of the money and food paid by the people into their private pockets. This is the case for the county officials, and the following village chiefs and the chiefs of the villages. This is 100%. Only 80% of taxes are turned over to the state treasury.
Therefore, when the tax is insufficient, the local officials have their own magical powers, and the number of fields exceeds the counties controlled by the officials to make up for them. The counties with congenital shortages have the courage to report natural disasters requesting relief, and they have completed the collection of taxes and grains. The mission has won the good reputation of Aimin.
Jimingyi Although there are a large number of people in arrears with grain taxes, some people have reclaimed wasteland in recent years, and the household department still has the number of acres at the beginning of the founding of the People’s Republic of China. Therefore, although the income is very small, it only needs to be supplemented by surplus commercial tax. Part of it can meet the requirements of the Ministry of Households.
In addition, Qiu Shang Tako just came to looting, and he can report the disaster more severely in order to reduce some money and food. Due to the special status of Jimingyi, the military significance of this place is far more important than the county government, so the officials know this Insufficient taxes every year, even if money is used to assess political performance, it is not too strict.
Yang Ling, who had been so worried, could not help but feel cheerful after the guidance of Huang Qiyin. The 30% of the tax and food that had been collected, which was already pitifully small, was actually only handed in half under the big swipe of County Deputy Huang, which made Yang Ling speechless. Endless.
The other miscellaneous things are under the guidance of County Deputy Huang. Yang Ling is also very quick to get started, and quickly handles government affairs in an orderly manner, becoming the person behind the scenes of County Magistrate Min who really controls the administration of a county, but all his power comes from County Magistrate Min , With this mud bodhisattva on his head, he is the spokesperson of the bodhisattva, if there is no such "bodhisattva", no one would listen to his orders.
But with the support of County Magistrate Min, the grand master of the county, and the strong assistance of the second-in-command, County Deputy Huang, Yang Ling has managed this small and well-equipped county town in an orderly manner. It will not take long for the people, officers and soldiers of Jimingyi. We all know that the person who actually controls the operation of the entire county is an 18-year-old young man hiding behind Mr. Min. This person is called Yang Ling.
Han Youniang no longer works in a tailor shop. It's not that she doesn't want to go, but the boss doesn't dare to use her again. Just kidding, who is her man? Now it's just the hat of the county grandfather on his head.
At that time, there were already weaving and dyeing factories in the big cities of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang generation, with hundreds of helpers, but most of these helpers were men. It was very rare for women to go out to work in such a small place, so Yang Ling was unwilling Let a girl who is only fifteen years old be bored at home every day as a young woman in the house.
It’s just that Han Youniang was bored at home every day, except for cooking, and there was no entertainment tool like TV at that time. Although most married women at that time were like this, from the perspective of a modern Yang Ling, they felt that Youniang is like being imprisoned at home.
Every day, her face will only show joy when she goes home. While watching her own meal, she seems to have endless words, and she can talk about any small things with relish for a long time. Although she was struggling in the mountain village, at least she could still go out, but now she looked like a bird in a cage, and the look in her eyes was getting bleak.
Yang Ling looked at heartache, and she was too busy on official business, so she simply got her in a man's clothes and took her to the check-in room to assist in copying and writing. Fortunately, Han Youniang is different from ordinary girls. Her father was originally a dart head in the dart board. His family is not bad. The family used to ask for a chair when he was a child. Later, the dart board lost a heavy dart and fell. These transcriptions are naturally competent.
Han Youniang has something to do, and being able to accompany her husband is naturally full of joy. Yang Ling's'public and private' is clear. Although everyone in the signing house knows that this is Master Yang’s insider, he only said that he was invited to help, so the salary was paid, but the private person he hired asked him to pay. So Yang Ling went to the village to follow the customs, and naturally all that should be intercepted by him was carried in his pocket. Anyway, he didn't want it and couldn't pay it, and he would be divided by others.
Yang Ling is privately hired by the county grandfather and is not qualified. Therefore, this month's salary is only three stones, which is equivalent to 6 silver coins. This money is paid by the county grandfather. The county grandfather’s monthly salary is 3 270 yuan, which is enough to feed the family, but then pay the salaries of the teachers, the staff, the servants, and the bearers. If the County Magistrate Min is not taxable, then the family will drink the Northwest wind.
This kind of reasonable retention is called fire burn in officialdom. According to Yang Ling, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. When I first read the novel, I saw that Ming Dynasty officials embezzled sixty taels of silver. Zhu Yuanzhang used torture of skinning and stuffing. However, the corruption of officials has been repeatedly banned. Those officials generally rushed to the beheading stage. They did not understand at the time, but now they themselves personally After experiencing it, he knew that there were corrupt officials, but even if there were some necessary ceremonies for honest officials, it was necessary.
Fortunately, these officials from Ming Dynasty have naturally formed a rule over the years. Which ones belong to corruption and which belong to the official filial piety have formed a set of systems outside the court. Officials and below voluntarily abide by it, with Huang's guidance. Yang Ling also took peace of mind.
Tomorrow is the New Year’s Day. Perhaps due to mood, the weather on the street is still cold, but walking on the street doesn’t feel as cold as usual. There was the sound of firecrackers from far and near.
The county government office does not need to go to work tomorrow, so it was busy until late before Yang Ling finished processing the official documents on hand and Han Youniang walked out of the county government office. Every household has hung red lanterns at the door, even if they are not willing to be so extravagant, they hung up the lanterns and lit candles early today.
Women are not allowed to walk in front of her husband or walk side by side with him, so Han Youniang still takes a half step back according to the rules. Yang Ling will see that the night is dark tonight and won’t attract too many people’s attention, plus Han Youniang is well dressed Men's clothing, deliberately slowed down, and took her hand when she was unprepared.
Han Youniang was taken aback, his face flushed, and he didn't get away after earning two, and he couldn't help blushing and whispered: "husband, you...".
Yang Ling turned around and smiled softly, and said softly: "Tomorrow we will go to the street to buy some new year goods, tonight we will go to the pub to eat some good food, let's go". He said that he took Han Youniang to the small hotel he had visited for the first time.
Yang Ling is a nostalgic person. I have been there once, and I feel that the taste is okay, so I don’t bother to find another one. I always go to this one when I want to change my appetite. Although Han Youniang was a little uneasy, he knew that his husband was always easy-going, and the sky was dark, and others could not see his face, so the little hand let him hold it and followed him gently.
When Yang Ling and Han Youniang stepped out of the hotel, the night became darker. The stars in the Zhanzhan night sky were dotted with stars, and the fine snow foam slowly fell down, which made his slightly hot face after drinking alcohol very refreshing. .
Yang Ling's expression was shaken, and he took up Han Youniang's hand and wandered slowly in the city. Although neither of them spoke, but the palms of each other passed into the hearts of people with another feeling that touched the heartstrings.
On the fortress of the city wall, Yang Ling grabbed a handful of snow, which turned into a snowball. With enough strength, it slammed into the night outside the city, but this body was too lack of exercise, and this force stretched its muscles. Mai felt a little painful, and the frozen road under his feet was slippery. It almost knocked him down. Han Youniang took a step with horror. He put a palm under his ribs and supported his body firmly. Angrily and amusedly yelled: "husband, look at you, why is it like a child, be careful of falling".
Yang Ling turned around and gently squeezed her firm and smooth face~ IndoMTL.com~ and said, "You are a child who has not grown up".
Han Youniang pouted, and straightened up unconvincedly. Yang Ling looked at her slightly childish face and those gentle eyes, and felt the shock in his heart. Only then did he realize that he was with her. She is getting more and more intimate, and she is used to taking care of herself silently by her side, and she is used to doing some intimate actions with her. Once her soul is faint, won't it make her more sad by then?
But if you are indifferent to her now, how can Yang Ling's heart stop her tears? The words about letting her take good care of herself once he died were too abrupt and unable to speak. He stared at Han Youniang blankly, not knowing what to say.
Han Youniang’s face suddenly became hotter and hotter. Under Yang Ling’s bright eyes as a morning star, especially the faint smell of alcohol in his mouth, Han Youniang obviously misunderstood what he meant, and he didn’t realize it again. Fear was joy, and his body was shaking a little in a panic.
At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly saw a bunch of flames flickering from the two black and bright eyes of Han Youniang. Han Youniang also stared in horror at this time, looking straight over the shoulder of Yang Ling. Staring blankly into the distance.
Yang Ling suddenly turned around, there is a beacon tower on the east and west sides of the city wall. At this time, the beacon tower on the east side has been lit, and the fire is raging. Far away, the winding city wall extends to the depths of the mountain forest, and there are a few sparkles.
He looked west again, and at this moment, the beacon tower on the west wall ignited a raging fire, and the fire was fierce, and then the beacon tower on the ridge further west was also lit. , To pass the past farther.
Yang Ling opened his mouth wide, and it took a long time to twist it around, looking at Han Youniang, the same message was conveyed in both pairs of eyes: "Da Zi is here!"