The First Tyrant of Daxia

The next day, in the imperial study.

Qin Yun convened a cabinet meeting to discuss the land restriction order.

His advanced ideas will definitely bring fundamental changes to the country.

But the scale of implementation has become a big problem!

"Your Majesty, if the land is distributed equally to different people, after a long time, the next aristocratic family will appear."

"That's right!"

"Once the land is fully handed over to the people, those lazy people will inevitably sell the land."

"Ten years later, the land will be in the hands of a certain individual or a certain group of people."

"..."

All the ministers spoke up and expressed their concerns, causing a lot of noise for a while.

Qin Yun pondered after listening to it, and then made the decision.

"I have actually thought about what you said, my dear ministers."

"The land restriction order restricts a certain group's monopoly on large amounts of land. I will naturally not allow this to happen."

"As for the land, the people only have the right to use it, not the right to buy or sell it. All the land will belong to the court, and the court will also promise to give the people land to farm forever and will not take it back."

Hearing this, the ministers pondered for a moment, and then their eyes lit up!

Right to use, right to buy and sell?

These fresh words, coming from His Majesty's mouth, are so appropriate that ordinary people would never have thought of it.

Your Majesty, you are truly a god!

Gu Chuntang said excitedly: "Your Majesty is wise."

"Such a provision, incorporated into the law, is equivalent to reform!"

"Once successful, your majesty's achievements will be remembered for generations to come!"

All the ministers followed suit and admired him wholeheartedly, prostrating themselves before him with admiration.

Qin Yun smiled and looked at Guo Ziyun who was frowning: "My dear Guo, what's wrong? What else are you worried about?"

He stood up and bowed, "Your Majesty."

"I am wondering, how much grain should the court take from one acre of land?"

Zhao Heng stepped forward and waved his hand: "Seventy percent!"

Upon hearing this, the ministers had different attitudes.

I think it's appropriate.

Some people also find it outrageous.

Immediately, a discussion broke out.

Qin Yun glanced at him suddenly and scolded him angrily: "Qi Cheng, why don't you go and rob it?"

"Why do you let the people live?"

Zhao Heng looked embarrassed and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, the aristocratic families used to receive 80% of the rent from the tenants!"

"We've already done our best by collecting 70%."

"Didn't you say that you would fully support their farming and provide grants?"

"fart!"

"No, my people must have enough food to eat and have ample surplus. 70% is too much!" Qin Yun stared, very serious.

Over the years, the imperial court has exploited the people too severely.

The fall of the aristocratic families brought great gains to the imperial court, which must be returned to the people.

"Then how much reduction does Your Majesty want, with the court taking 60%?" Zhao Heng asked tentatively.

Qin Yun didn't say anything, but his expression clearly showed his disagreement.

Seeing this, Gu Chuntang and others could no longer remain calm. Since ancient times, it was impossible for the imperial court to take less than the people.

Moreover, the land was distributed by the imperial court!

Is it fifty percent?

Everyone gasped, horrified at the thought of this number.

Someone whispered: "That's impossible, 50% is about right..."

"Hiss, Your Majesty is truly a benevolent monarch. No emperor in history has been as magnanimous and considerate of the people as Your Majesty."

Zhao Heng wiped the sweat off his face and asked.

"Your Majesty, do you mean fifty percent or..."

Qin Yun suddenly stood up, his eyes determined.

He said in a domineering voice: "The people take 60% of each acre of land, and the court takes 40%. The first batch of grain sowing will be provided by the court."

"The imperial court will take care of all disasters!"

As soon as the words fell, the imperial study shook and there was an uproar!

The court only takes 40%?

The cabinet ministers' eyes almost fell to the ground, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

"Your Majesty, isn't this too little?"

"Besides, Your Majesty is supreme, the court is supreme, how can you take less than the people?"

"This will cause the people to develop bad habits!"

"Your Majesty, think twice!"

Voices of persuasion and doubt were heard everywhere.

But Qin Yun expressed his opinion in a domineering manner.

With just one sentence, the entire imperial study fell silent.

The voice is loud and the eyes are burning.

“The people are the foundation of the country!”

Just five short words, but deafening!

The cabinet ministers were all well-read and talented in governing the country. When they heard this, they fell into deep thought.

Pairs of eyes flickered.

Then a shocking light burst out, and he looked at Qin Yun with great admiration.

Almost in unison, they bowed and said, "Your Majesty is wise and far-sighted. We are inferior to him!"

"Your Majesty, long live long live long live!"

"Our Great Xia will prosper for thousands of years and forever!"

In the imperial study, everyone was kneeling in unison, their voices loud and clear, full of vigor and confidence.

Qin Yun smiled with satisfaction.

As he gradually secured his throne and saw the oppressed lower-class people, his goals had quietly changed.

While we live a good and safe life ourselves, we must also make the common people of Daxia prosperous and happy!

"My dears, please get up."

"This matter has been finalized for the time being, but the specific details still need to be discussed to avoid any accidents that may cause social unrest."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" everyone responded.

Qin Yun said again: "Like this."

"Lord Guo, follow me out of the palace to investigate the people's harvest situation and their views on the land restriction order."

Guo Ziyun was overwhelmed with emotion and shouted: "Your Majesty, I am honored and could not ask for more!"

A few hours later.

Qin Yun and Guo Ziyun left the palace together. Their entourage was simple, consisting of only the Jinyiwei and the Imperial Guards, a few dozen people.

After all, who would dare to assassinate someone in the imperial capital?

The two men came to inspect the farmlands around the imperial capital, chatted with the tenants, and gained a lot.

Instead of discussing things in the Taiji Hall for a long time, it would be better to go out for a walk and listen to the wishes of the grassroots.

period.

Qin Yun received a reply from Xiao Jianyuan in Xiliang.

"Your Majesty, everything is fine. The situation in Xiliang is under my control. If you want to mobilize troops, you can send orders at any time."

"As for the affairs of the aristocratic families, I am happy for Your Majesty."

"As for my little sister, please convey my regards to her, Your Majesty."

It was like a letter from home, and Qin Yun felt relieved when reading it.

The only threat at the moment is Wang Min, but with Xiao Jian here, the troops from Xiliang have no chance of getting past Pancheng.

Before the spring harvest, you can rest easy and there will be no danger.

At dusk, the setting sun is brilliant.

The golden light shines on the central street of the imperial capital, creating an atmosphere of peace.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your escort. We have arrived at my residence. Please return to the palace soon."

Guo Ziyun said with a smile, his eyes showing admiration, love and concern.

Qin Yun took a look at the Guo Mansion. It was still so simple and plain, like the residence of a Minister of Revenue.

It’s really too honest!

He couldn't bear to see such a loyal minister go to waste.

"Alas, my dear Lord Guo, I will give you a raise so that you can renovate your mansion. Wouldn't it be a joke for the Minister of Revenue to be so shabby?"