Chapter 43 A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step

There are thousands of ravines at the northern foot of the Qinling Mountains, of course, more than seventy-two valleys.

Some of the good deeds have personally counted them, and they have come to a conclusion that the north direction of the mouth of the south valley will be worth one hundred and fifty.

Obviously, the number one hundred and five is not an accurate number, and it may be difficult for a person to really count it, and he can't even think about it without Xu Xiake's ability.

Seventy-two is an imaginary number, which represents a lot, so the six valleys in Lantian are actually an imaginary number, but the big ditch that really matches the thieves' hiding place is six.

Qingyu, Daogouyu, Gongyu, Daiyu, Xiaoyangyu, and Dongtangyu are all inhabited by the Yin tribes of the Yun clan, so it can also be said that these six ditches belong to the Yun clan.

In half a month, Yun Zhao traveled all over these six ravines...... Finally, stop at the richest Qingyu.

This is the nest where the Yun family has been operating for hundreds of years.

This Qingyu is a gourd terrain with a small mouth and a large belly.

Yun Zhao arrived at Qingyu in the rain, the road of the mountain stream was slippery, and Yun Zhao and his party got off the donkey and winded up the mountain road.

After walking for a while, the rain was light, and the sky was a little brighter, but the sound of the stream flowing out of the valley was strong.

The occasional farmhouse by the stream is scattered and scattered, all of which are old buildings.

The only thing that is fresh is the smell of animal dung in the wind, which is not good, but it makes people happy.

The smoke from the rain was not high, and it dissipated after being sparsely watered by the rain, and only the strong smell of firewood was there.

Most of the fields here are in the ravines, however, there are not many crops on the land in the ravines, only some millet stubbornly grows on the high slopes and swaggers in the wind.

"In autumn, there are flash floods in the Qinling Mountains, so people only plant crops here, and even then, they will often suffer disasters."

Yun Fu saw that Yun Zhao was puzzled, so he reminded in a whisper.

"It's time to build a reservoir."

Yun Zhao said lightly and continued to move forward.

Yun Fu shook his head helplessly, and then followed, at this moment, looking at the young master's small body, he really had the feeling of following the old lady of the Yun family to inspect the Yun family's industry.

"Qingyu is the closest to my Yun Zhuangzi, once a reservoir is built on the mountain, it can store water in summer and autumn, and release water in winter and spring, so that the Yun family can have more paddy fields and benefit one party."

"The consumption is also large!"

"There will be later."

Yun Zhao didn't explain too much and continued along the mountain road.

The main house of the Yin tribe is on a gap in the Qingyu ditch, and the low but sharp ridge divides the ditch into two here, which is a good place, the big gourd in front is used for production, and the small gourd in the back is used to settle down.

There is no way to compare the Yin clan's main house with the Yun family's mansion, and there is not a single tile on the roof, which is a real thatched cottage.

Everyone entered the cottage, and Yun Zhao sat in front of the window and looked at the drizzling rain outside, reluctant to speak for a long time.

The current situation of the Yun Clan's Yin Clan is even worse than Yun Zhao imagined!

This year's summer grain income is less than 40 percent of the ration, even if there is a little autumn grain...... To no avail.

The main house is frantically stockpiling grain, but no matter how much my mother cooks food, she can't stand the consumption of nearly 2,000 people.

There are nearly a thousand people on the Yin side, and even more on the main side......

In the past, Yun Zhao thought that as long as his family was full, he didn't care about others, but now it seems that this is not the case, the people of the Yun family Zhuangzi rely on the Yun family to eat, although some people are tenants, some people are free people, once there is a disaster, the Yun family mansion is the only hope for these people.

Yun Zhao is now beginning to understand what kind of mentality those homeless people who eat big eats are.

On weekdays, large households occupy a lot of resources, and they can eat and drink spicy food, and at this time, the people who rely on large households to live have more or less a bite to eat, so everyone is safe.

Once a natural disaster occurs, if the big families still eat fragrant and spicy food, and the people change their children and eat...... At this time, if you don't reach out to the big family, who will you reach?

If Yun Zhao himself was also a hungry person, he might have done even more poison!

After all, the concept of fairness has long been deeply rooted in Yun Zhao's heart, spleen, lungs and kidneys, as long as there is an opportunity and the social environment allows, he will definitely grab a fairness.

Here, the Yun Mansion is the object that should be snatched by everyone.

These days, Yun Zhao learned from Yun Fu that the only reason why so many people in the Yun clan joined was that the Yun clan only received thirty percent of the rent.

Although in Yun Zhao's opinion, this is already a black-hearted rent that can no longer be black-hearted, but putting this rent in Lantian County, and even the entire Guanzhong, is a conscientious rent that can no longer be conscientious.

Yun's paddy field, because of its proximity to the Qinling Mountains, is abundant in water vapor, one mu produces about 400 catties of wheat, and the dry field is halved.

The Yun family is an official, and there is only a summer tax and no autumn tax, so the Yun family has never collected the autumn tax from the farmers.

If the people pay the taxes themselves, they will have to pay eight liters and five in two spoons for one acre of land in the summer, and the same is true for the autumn tax, not to mention the various harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes.

Yunqi's family has three acres of his own field, and these three acres of land are carefully served by Yunqi's family, and the final output is only half of the three-acre land of Yunzhao's family.

Since Zhang Juzheng implemented a whip law, the imperial court no longer collects taxes in kind such as grain, and pays all silver money.

This would have been a good law if there had been no merchant class in the world, and since a large amount of money was in the hands of merchants and those associated with them, the famous whip became a rope around the neck of the peasant.

Yun Zhao still firmly believes that the original intention of any policy, even if it is a policy formulated by the Ming Dynasty, must be formulated to stabilize the world and adjust whether there is or not, but it has been changed in the process of implementation, and the final result is to bring disaster to the country and the people.

Today's Ming Dynasty exempts high-income people from taxes, but it is just a vigorous exploitation of farmers, how can his treasury be full?

"Underneath this gentle rain, I don't know how many hungry souls are wailing......"

Yun Zhao sighed to himself, listening to Qian Duoduo's ears, like a thunderclap.

In the Qinglou, although she is young, she has already seen countless romantic talents as a maid, and has heard countless whimsical ideas, this obsessive landlord's young master can say this, which really surprised her, but the words are too straightforward.

Taught by a famous teacher invited by her mother since she was a child, under the cruel education, although Qian Duoduo is only ten years old, she has already shown a different insight from ordinary people, after all, in another three years, she will be thirteen years old to make the most generous return for her mother's huge investment.

The solemn look in Yun Zhao's eyes and his small chubby body were seriously inconsistent with his age, and he seemed to be able to wring out water with melancholy.

"Ha, the rain has stopped, we can go mushroom picking."

Yun Zhao's cheerful voice sounded in the hut again, Qian Duoduo shook her head vigorously, she couldn't fuse the melancholy fat man just now with the cheerful little fat man in front of her no matter what.

Without money, no idea can be realized, no corn, potatoes, sweet potato seeds, even if Yun Zhao has a good method, it is only on paper.

In fact, there is no people's heart in this world, only interests, only interests, and only interests, who represents the interests of the people, the people will be of the same mind as whom.

What Yun Zhao has to do now is to make the great Yun Clan's people want, and let the huge Yun Clan think that their little young master represents their absolute interests.

In this way, these two thousand people can be driven like a finger, and these two thousand people can be used to attract more people who want to gain benefits...... If this goal is achieved, Yun Zhao feels that he will be able to have the strength to compete with the world's heroes one by one.

Whether it is Li Hongji, Zhang Bingzhong, or Zhu Youzhen, who is still depressed in the Forbidden City, or Huang Taiji, who is in the white mountains and black waters, they cannot represent the interests of the Han people.

They are too shallow, and they always think that the people of the world are fish and meat...... It was they who they could conquer, and they were wrong.

Yun Zhao walked out of the hut happily, and then fell a fart, he sat on the ground and shouted to Qian Duoduo who helped him up: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!" ”