The so-called five public and five people, is the meaning of two taxes and one tax on the harvest of the field, of course, this is not a rule, five public and five people are a routine operation, and there are many people who are a little ruthless and have six public and four people.

There are also differences, such as the Eight Princes and Two Citizens implemented by Shintora during the Takeda clan's internal and external troubles, or the Four Princes and Six Citizens of Good Governance established by the Hojo family to pacify the Kanto region.

However, if the people want to live the best, they still have to be in the territory of Oda Nobunaga, who is known as the Cruel Demon King, and the farming land in the Oda clan is one prince and two people.

It is better than good governance, and in the Warring States environment, this is an absolute good government that can be admired as Yao Shun.

It's not that the Japanese people have strong endurance, but when people can't survive, Cao Cao's tuntian laid the foundation for him to dominate the north during the Three Kingdoms period, and the tax rate is similar to that of Japan in the Warring States Period.

Extraordinary policies are practiced in extraordinary times.

Chen Bazhi is also implementing an extraordinary policy, he took the land of the three provinces into the Ming Kingdom, everything on the land, fields, hunting grounds, forest farms, mines, and fishing grounds, all of them were re-measured and held the distribution power, and the tax rate of the fields after the distribution was compared with the Ming Dynasty, thirty taxes and one.

They were given very little land, but even if they were given the same amount of land as before, they would be able to harvest nearly twice as much as they had in the past.

And how much power they can be rewarded to plant paddy fields depends on how much they can pay for Chen Bazhi in logging, mining, fishing, and honey harvesting.

Sanfu was not without precedents for rebellion, since the peasants of one village knelt down in horror at the foot of the mountain blowing castle and told the general of the Ming Kingdom that they had heard that the samurai master had plotted to mobilize the peasants, and then the peasants drowned in the manure pit with bamboo spears, and begged for a pardon, they had never heard of anyone who would rebel.

In the few battles with samurai in various places, Hachiro saw nothing stranger than when the enemy was defeated in a less dignified way, and the nobles among them sometimes fled the battlefield.

But he won't run too far, find a place where no one is, kill himself himself, and let his men run away with their own heads.

And their people are the same, some of them voluntarily carry bamboo guns in order to eat a bite of white rice.

Chen Bazhi mentioned these things in his report to Chen Mu, after all, he was chased by a goose all over the street and didn't want to read with Chen Jiujing, so his writing was similar to his father's, simple and straightforward, sometimes like a philosopher.

In the letter, he wrote: "There are many people in the Ming Dynasty who understand how to live, and most of them can decide how to live, but they are still not as clear as the Japanese people. Many Japanese people are born to understand one thing - they are born to die, and very quickly, only the very good people can choose where and how to die. ”

If two of the ten people in Daming are not afraid of death, Chen Bazhi can find at least five in this magical land!

But not everyone who is not afraid of death can accept suffocation by drowning in boundless dung.

"Someday I'll tear down this door!"

Chen Bazhi was kneeling on the table like a Han Dynasty man to write his grand plan to Chen Mu, when he heard the sound of the door of the living room being opened from the compartment, and the voice was Chen Jiujing, the son of Chen Luan - maybe the only people in the whole country who dared to shout in their castle were Wang Rulong and this righteous brother, and Wang Rulong preferred to sleep in the barracks.

He put down his pen and turned around to change into a comfortable position, crossed his legs and rubbed his feet wrapped in wide cotton socks, sniffed between his noses, removed his hand in disgust, raised his eyebrows, and asked the cronies sitting on a small bench in the corner of the room to open the door, and said, "Tomorrow I will go to the bottom of the mountain to find a carpenter, and make a table with a high sub-point, the kind that can sit on a stool." ”

As he was talking, Chen Jiujing, who was covered with thick eyebrows and big eyes, flashed out behind the open door, rubbing his head and complaining: "It's quite tall inside, the door frame is five feet, and you have to be short from four feet up, and they are not so low!" ”

"It's for humility, and you have to bow your head when you enter the door, I think so."

As soon as Chen Jiujing sat down, he saw Chen Bazhi move forward, put his hand on his shoulder, and asked enthusiastically: "How about brother, is anyone willing to go out?" ”

He had no idea that his brother's hand was rubbing against the leather under his iron arm.

"Don't worry, I have gained a lot from this trip, defeating Maori and setting up three mansions have made many warriors become ronins, and the wealthy families and countrymen who could hire them before have no financial resources, and they dare not rebel."

Chen Jiujing said quite exaggeratedly raised his hand and waved it from left to right, and said more and more happily: "In the small temple of each village, in the past, these cunning farmers borrowed money from the merchants, and when they couldn't afford it, they gathered in the temple to ask the martial artists to issue a moral decree to forgive debts, and if they didn't send it, they all fled into the mountains, and dragged the martial artists to starve to death with them. ”

"Your thirty taxes on land are really amazing, those warriors want to raise soldiers and warriors, no one can collect such a low field tax." As he spoke, Chen Jiujing smashed his right palm with his left fist and said: "If you can't reduce taxes, you can't win over the people with the largest number of people, they have no choice, many samurai who have become ronins want to go to the land of other daimyo to beg for a living, but they can't even get out of their homes!" ”

Chen Bazhi cracked his mouth and smiled, there is no big city in Japan, there is no city like the Ming Dynasty, the people live outside the city, and their dwellings encircle the castle of the lord samurai, not to mention that the people don't let them go, even if they let them go, in this era when the hunting of fallen warriors is prevalent everywhere, how many people dare to go out and run around?

The subordinate relationship between the daimyo, the samurai, the countrymen, the wealthy clans, and the peasants was broken by a paper order to divide the land and reduce taxes, which was like buying and selling at a low price, and others had production costs, but he didn't have - his soldiers ate the grain from the Nanyang Military Government.

"At this time, we took out the recruitment order, and those samurai who lost their master's family and the wealthy families who hesitated to advance and retreat were sent to the door themselves."

As he spoke, Chen Jiujing clapped his hands and shouted outside the house: "Send it in!" ”

The wooden door was opened, and Wu Ben came in with a lacquer plate containing more than ten stacks of long folds and put it at Chen Bazhi's feet, Chen Jiujing said proudly: "During this time, I have persuaded the people of the three families of Shifu, twenty-seven wealthy families, and more than four hundred ronins, in addition, there are more veteran soldiers among the people who have been in battle for a long time and want to join the army—as long as we can grant them the land at home in accordance with the law." ”

Chen Bazhi's expression was very happy at first, and then he stared at his face with joy and asked, "How many people are there, just the samurai." ”

"One thousand two hundred and thirty-six, this is only Iwamifu, they will then go to the four counties to register, and then follow the order to reorganize into an army, they all have their own weapons, many people still have armor, we just need to distribute the grain and land, and when the news spreads, there are still two ......"

Chen Bazhi's face became more and more ugly, at first he just wanted to recruit a family army of five or six hundred people, and use these guys who were born to practice martial arts and are not afraid of death to form a jumping team, but the current situation is a little different from what he thought, he didn't expect so many people to come.

I thought I would flee to other places.

"When the news spreads, the taxes of the three prefectures can't afford to support so many warriors, and the baggage transported from Nanyang is a ......."

Chen Bazhi shook his head slowly, the wood, honey, lead and tin of the three mansions had not yet been pulled back to Daming by the maritime merchants, according to this trend, he might recruit three thousand people, and the remaining baggage might not be enough for the next shipment.

"Then less tricks?"

"No, the more capable people, the better!"

"Quick, think about it, how can you get food, submit to our generals, is there a ......"

Chen Bazhi was like a slave, his elbows supported his thighs, his body leaned towards the righteous brother, and he stretched out his hand to rub his thumb and index finger: "Want to die?" ”