Great Tang Broom Star

Qinghe Cui was unlucky.

"All the hermits of the Cui family in Qinghe rushed out, and the slaves who beat them were in a panic."

"This... this has nothing to do with Jia Pingan?"

"yes!"

The representatives of the aristocratic families gathered in Qinghe were shocked to find that all their preparations were useless.

Jia Pingan didn't do anything, and the hermit rushed out spontaneously. Who is to blame for this?

Cui's group was settled in another courtyard, the elegance of the gentry was still there, but their emotions exploded.

"How dare those low dog slaves do this!"

A group of people were furious, but their faces were pale.

The atmosphere is not right.

"How many people are left?"

An old man asked hard.

Cui Jing sat on it, looking very calm.

But the answer was not calm, "Less than 10% is left."

"Less than 10%... Who will cultivate the field?" The old man said angrily, "Do you want me to cultivate it by myself?"

Hundreds of years of good times have already made the nobles regard themselves as noble like gods. Farming... are you sure you're not joking?

Let the gods farm the land, and you are not afraid of being struck by lightning.

A follower came in with an ugly expression on his face, "Ah Lang, the rest of the hidden households in the village have all escaped...there are only a dozen or so households left, who are either fools or lunatics."

The old man's body shook, he slapped the table, and said in a heartbroken way: "It's not even 10%, what does Cui eat? What do you use?"

Everyone is like a mourning concubine.

The elegance of the gentry is gone.

Without the sense of superiority of the so-called family tradition of Confucian classics, without the sense of respect that countless people serve for them, what is left of the gentry?

Cui Jing sighed: "The terrible thing is that those fields are now barren..."

Someone said: "You can recruit sharecroppers."

Cui Chen shook his head, "It's not the same now. Landless farmers would rather immigrate than be tenants..."

"Tax exemption for five years,

There are more schools than in Guanzhong... priority is given to recruiting immigrant children, this is a knife, and the knife is cutting our flesh. "

Isn't it good to immigrate?

"The emperor's decree is the chief culprit for all this."

No one denied this. Without the emperor's edict, the hermits would still be slaves. When facing the big clan, they would be as humble as livestock and let the big clan slaughter them.

But now it's different...

...

"It's almost the abolitionist order, and it's a moment that posterity will remember."

Jia Ping'an was really relieved.

Abolishing the huge demographic dividend brought by hidden households will make Datang stronger than ever.

"Duke."

A sergeant came in hastily, "The Cui family of Boling lost someone's life."

"Speak clearly." Jia Pingan's eyes were slightly cold.

"When the hidden family was fleeing, the steward of the Boling Cui family led the slaves to intercept them, and even used a horizontal knife, a bow and arrow, and shot and killed three people!"

...

"This is the Cui family of Boling, and you are the population of the Cui family. Whoever dares to go out will be killed."

The lessons learned by the Cui family of Qinghe made the Cui family of Boling think of many ways, but in the end they used weapons, which suppressed the fleeing crowd.

"Killed."

Those hermits trembled.

Immediately, Boling County fell silent until a group of cavalry rushed into the city gate.

"Oh my god, it's Jia Ping'an!"

Jia Pingan put on his helmet and armor, and led two hundred cavalrymen to the gate of Cui family in Boling.

"Who killed the man?"

Patriarch Cui came out with a group of people.

"Who killed the man?"

No one answered.

Jia Pingan pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, "There are only three things, who ordered the use of weapons? Who took people to intercept the hermit? The last time..."

"He dare not..."

Someone shouted.

Jia Pingan pointed at the man, and Li Jingye rushed over, punching and kicking all the way, and then carried the man out.

"Break the leg!"

Li Jingye stepped on it.

"ah……"

Jia Pingan squinted at the Cui clan chief, "I gave you a chance, but obviously you still want to put on the airs of the so-called gentry and think that you are a god... Then, today I will knock this so-called god into the dust and come people!"

Everyone suddenly agreed.

"He really wants to touch Mrs. Cui!"

"My God, this is hundreds of years... No, I'm afraid it's something that hasn't happened in a thousand years. It's scary."

"This is a gentry!"

The onlookers are still afraid of the gentry.

Why are they afraid of the gentry?

The first thing they fear is the officials, because the officials can decide the honor and disgrace of their family. And what is the gentry? The gentry can decide the life and death of officials, and they have been so high for hundreds of years.

The people couldn't see their appearance, thinking that they were all like gods...

But today someone wants to knock these gods into the dust.

Look at that Cui Shizi whose leg was broken, screaming...

"The last time the boy from the Wang family broke his leg and screamed, it wasn't so miserable."

A sense of superiority arises spontaneously.

"It turns out that the nobles of the gentry... turned out to be like this?"

The so-called gods descended to earth.

The children of the Cui family who were beaten up by Li Jingye dared not speak out.

"Is this a god?"

The soldiers drew their swords.

The patriarch of the Cui clan said in a deep voice: "Do you dare to do it? The people of the world will tear you to pieces!"

Jia Pingan smiled, "The people in the world you are talking about... mean the nobles and dignitaries, right? What about the common people?"

yes!

What about the people?

"People are not people!"

Jia Pingan felt a wave of anger rising, "Looking back, your ancestors were also farmers, craftsmen, and soldiers... The people worked hard with their faces on the loess soil and their backs to the sky, and the people of the world have supported your family for hundreds of years, which is not enough. ?Is it enough!"

Cui's people sneered.

"You think you are a god, and you divide the world's ranks. You are superior, the royal family is second, and the common people are animals that work for you..."

Cui's patriarch took a step back.

He saw murderous intent in Jia Ping'an's eyes.

"The beasts you thought you were helpless this time, and when those beasts stand together, you'll tremble..."

Several horses came.

"Duke, those hermits have rushed out."

The patriarch of the Cui clan changed his expression greatly, "Jia Ping'an!"

"Take people!"

Jia Pingan pointed at Cui Shi.

The patriarch of the Cui clan changed his expression and shouted: "My friend!"

Several men took the initiative to come out.

There are also dozens of slaves, all with their heads held high, as if they were going to die generously.

"They actually handed over?"

The onlookers were stunned.

Is this still Choi?

"Break the leg!"

Jia Pingan ordered.

"Jia Pingan!" Cui's patriarch hissed, "You sent people to meet those lowly dog ​​slaves who rushed out of Zhuangzi, and you sent people to kill you..."

Jia Pingan looked at him, "Isn't it enough for you to be pampered and pampered for hundreds of years? A month's profit is a loss. The more you enjoy today, the more miserable the retribution will be tomorrow."

Until later, the failed examinee held up the butcher knife and killed the children and grandchildren of these people.

He turned to look at the people and got on his horse for a long time.

Jia Pingan and others went away.

Cui's people stood there dumbstruck.

Without hermits, what else do they have?

The vast fertile land is uncultivated, and the original money-making tool has become a burden.

"What else do we have?"

Someone cried out.

But they sadly found that they could not resist.

Unlike the Guanlongmen Clan, the gentry infiltrated by wielding power, which can be said to moisten things silently. On the other hand, Guan Long was aggressive, directly controlling the army, and killing anyone who refused to accept it.

"They turned out to be human too?!"

A teenager said in surprise.

...

Hebei Road is in chaos.

Hermit households are 'causing chaos' everywhere, and those gentry and aristocratic families have mobilized their private forces to suppress it.

Outside a farm in Fanyang County, dozens of slaves were holding sticks and grinning grinningly.

"beat!"

In front of them are hundreds of hermits.

There is no fear in the eyes of those hidden households, only longing for the future.

They knew very well that they would be free after rushing out of this land that their ancestors had been imprisoned for hundreds of years.

"kill!"

In the distance, Jia Pingan and the prince were watching this scene.

"Uncle, why don't you help them?"

Li Hong felt that he should help.

Jia Ping shook his head.

Hissing, screaming...

Before long, those slaves were defeated.

"We won!"

The hermits raised their arms and shouted.

There was less timidity in their eyes and more confidence.

...

"Your Majesty, the Hebei Road is in chaos."

The courtiers were crying.

The emperor on the throne had blurred vision and said calmly, "No mess!"

...

Zhechong Mansions all over the country have received military orders.

"Your Majesty has ordered that Zhechong Mansions in various places should keep an eye on the local clans. Once there is a conflict between the hidden households and the clans..."

Teams of sergeants stood in formation on the edge of the field, and in front of them, the slaves were shouting and cursing.

"Do you know which family Yeye belongs to? Get out of here!"

"Draw the knife!"

Captain Zhechong drew out his horizontal knife, his tiger eyes narrowed slightly, "Get lost!"

He raised the horizontal knife, "Ten breaths!"

But five breaths later, those slaves rushed away.

The hermits came out cautiously, and after some disputes, a child came over and knelt down.

"Thank you."

Captain Zhechong withdrew his knife: "No need."

A sergeant asked, "Where are they going?"

Captain Zhechong turned around and said, "They are going to be human beings."

A group of almost slave-like hermits walked out of the rich farmland that had imprisoned their ancestors for hundreds of years. They came to the government timidly, hunched over, with flattering smiles on their faces...

"Chen Er, where are your family of seven going?"

An old farmer bowed his head and said, "Go to Anxi, go to Anxi!"

He took a step forward, bending his waist more and more, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask you, how is Anxi's side... now? Will there be weapons?"

The little official in charge of registration glanced at him, "There are a lot of people going to Anxi... It was chaos, Turks and Tubo people were all staring at Anxi, but the Turks have been beaten away, and the entire army of 300,000 Tubo people Overwhelmed...there is civil strife now! Anxi...is very peaceful!"

The old farmer said happily: "That's where the gods live! Your Majesty... Your Majesty is really a good Majesty!"

The little official smiled, "Your Majesty is naturally good. When you arrive in Anxi, you will be able to share the land and enjoy tax exemption for five years. Schools are being built everywhere over there now. Do you know what's new?"

There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold and heat. The old farmer shook his head blankly, "I don't know!"

The little official said: "His Majesty Xinxue praises you. For the sake of the schools all over the place, the students in Chang'an City pack their bags and shout...take the world as their own responsibility and go to the four places...Look at those boys in your family, At that time, you can go to school and learn new things! You may not be able to be an official in the future, and the days of happiness are still to come!"

The old farmer shivered, "Can you really read? I haven't read a book in hundreds of years!"

The little official said with a smile: "We have this new school here, and most of the people who go to study are the children of the common people. But now those officials' children are also trying their best to send their children there... you will enjoy the blessing."

The old farmer turned around excitedly, "This... this... what should I say?"

He asked, "May I ask where Chang'an is?"

The little official went to the left, "over there."

The old farmer knelt down, "All kneel down."

The whole family knelt down to the left.

Kowtow devoutly.

"May Your Majesty live a long life!"

One by one, the hermits knelt down towards Chang'an...

"May Your Majesty live a long life."

...

"...Those hermits are the most pious, and the people of Baiqi reported that if His Majesty summoned them, these hermits would go through fire and water for His Majesty..."

Shen Qiu glanced at the emperor.

"Emperors have to stand somewhere. Most emperors stand on the side of the superior, and I choose to stand on the side of the people in the world. Now there are many people who curse me to die, right?"

Shen Qiu lowered his head.

The emperor smiled, "At first I also wanted to talk to those people, but I found out later... It's useless to talk to them, it's useless to talk to them, and it's useless to be harsh. The only way is to weaken them. Clean up the hidden households It is the best method. Without the population, what can they do? Could it be that they rebelled with those slaves?"

Shen Qiu said: "Those wealthy slaves are also panicked."

"Without the opportunity for the fox to pretend to be the tiger, how can they not hesitate?"

"What moved me the most about Jia Ping'an's advice was the ebb and flow." The emperor got up, and someone helped him out of the hall.

Feeling the blazing sunshine, the emperor squinted his eyes, "If the Tang Dynasty wants to prosper for a long time, we must curb the greed of some people, otherwise we can only squeeze the people. The former emperor often said that reading history can tell the rise and fall, how did the previous dynasty decline and fall?" It is caused by the greed of those people. If they are greedy, the people will suffer, and when the people can't bear it, the world will become ruins, and all the emperors and generals are like a piece of loess."

Shen Qiu said: "Those big clans in Hebei Province are furious, letters and messengers are constantly going back and forth between Chang'an."

"They were panicked and angry, but they were helpless." The emperor smiled and said, "The first thing I did after I ascended the throne was to destroy the powerful ministers, and let those who might control the military power go away. What is an emperor... the one who holds the army is the one." The emperor, otherwise it is a puppet!"

Wang Zhongliang came over, "Your Majesty, there is a lady asking to see the queen."

The emperor said indifferently: "This is to test."

...

Queen's is very lively.

Dozens of ladies were winking at each other, after a long time one lady stood up.

"Queen, I'll wait to hear...that it's Datang who wants to clean up hermits?"

This is knowingly asking.

The queen should be perfunctory.

Everyone thinks so.

The queen said: "All the hermits of the Wu family will be released today. I have a word to say, you can listen carefully."

Everyone was silent.

"A person wants to enjoy, and enjoyment has to be spent. The field produces output every year, and it can last for thousands of years. In this way, every family will compete for the field, even if the dynasty is destroyed..."

The expressions of the ladies remained unchanged, and there was no sign of shame.

They have already drawn a gap between themselves and the people, an insurmountable gap.

On the other side of the chasm, there is luxury and luxury. On the other side of the gap, the living people wailed and couldn't eat enough to eat, and even Yizi ate each other.

The queen said slowly: "If the Tang Dynasty is to be strong and prosperous, taxation is the foundation, but how many people have become hermits? How many taxes that should have been paid to the court have become the wealth of a family? Such days will not be seen again in the future." Not anymore."

There was more coldness in the eyes of those noble ladies.

Since many years ago, the powerful class has always believed that they and the emperor are sharing wealth, and the emperor also uses the concept of sharing wealth as a magic weapon to buy the upper class.

Since it's about sharing wealth, it's okay for us to get some hidden households, right?

no problem!

The emperor nodded heroically.

They know the dangers of hermits, and they will drag this dynasty to death. But they have no choice, either choose euthanasia, or they can only choose to cooperate with this group of gluttons who can never get enough to feed.

Most of the emperors chose to cooperate with them, so the reincarnation once in hundreds of years was repeatedly staged in this land.

The queen's eyes were slightly cold, "The Tang navy has just returned from overseas and brought a large amount of gold and silver. It will arrive in Chang'an after a while. This is a road... Going to sea, there are countless wealth overseas, gold, silver and copper are not a problem, and you can also buy gold and silver." There are countless spices, rare birds and animals... Those natives are ignorant, and a kitchen knife can be exchanged for a large piece of gold..."

Greed instantly covered the entire hall.

After the ladies left with a thousand thanks, the queen took the tea and said flatly, "A group of wild dogs robbing food!"

...

On the day Jia Ping'an returned, a mighty convoy entered Chang'an City.

"It's all gold!"

Those natural gold nuggets with strange shapes sparkle in the sun.

A convoy of spices came over, and the entire Suzaku Street was filled with scents.

"It is said that there is a lot of gold and silver overseas."

Lu Shunzai and others were also watching this scene.

"It's much better than farming."

Dazed by the golden light, Wang Shun sighed, "The emperor's method! First he gave me a stick, and then he gave me a piece of meat."

Lu Shungui looked at this scene with his hands behind his back, and said: "A group of people were filled with righteous indignation and prepared to compete with the emperor. Now they see gold and silver and immediately turn their anger into joy. The reserved morals of the gentry are full of shame before money!"

Wang Shun said with a dry smile, "That's a bit biased."

"They're all human. If you want to say that the gentry are gods, let's wait until the day when the gentry don't have to eat, drink, and scatter."

"One day I don't have to eat, drink, and scatter..."

"The day I die!"

Lu Shungui got on his horse and left.

The court has let go.

"The first batch of fleets are signing up. People who are willing to go to sea to find wealth quickly sent money to them. After returning, the income will be distributed according to the amount of investment."

Groups of high-class people who came to Chang'an to "fight desperately" with the emperor went crazy.

"I'm going home!"

"The old man will go home and get some money right away, so don't wait!"

The presiding household official said: "The first batch only has fifty places..."

The mood has changed.

Those big clans who were standing together, ready to compete with the emperor, looked at each other warily.

"Borrow some money." An old man said, "My family's money can bring Chang'an back."

"My family is also in trouble!"

This is two peaches killing three men.

In an instant, the so-called common hatred and hatred disappeared.

"Divide and conquer, Your Majesty has a great way..." Jia Ping'an felt that he was still not interested.

"gentlemen."

Han Wei came to look for him, "The students in the school who are going to teach in various places are ready."

Jia Ping'an cheered up, "I'll go see them off."

...

Good night!