"What's wrong with them?" Zai Chun was a little excited today, and Ermao couldn't analyze what he said for a while.

"Hey... Your Majesty, why are Lord Weng and Lord Li a little inclined to the Eight Banners today? It's not that Han ministers and Man ministers have no conflicts, but that Han ministers and His Majesty's industrial plans are also in conflicts!"

"What can you see if Your Majesty is so smart? The Beijing Iron Factory has gathered 100,000 civilians and more than 100,000 railways. Let's calculate the smallest number for now, 200,000 people!"

"Do you know what these 200,000 people are in the eyes of these Han ministers? These are the tenants that His Majesty snatched from them!"

"I was born in a farmer's house and knew the details of the farmer's house. His Majesty's project uses powerful labor that can work. When these people are at home, they can cook at least five acres of land alone!"

"You gathered 200,000 people together, and there are only one million mu of land among the people who lack farming. If farmers lack farming land, the landlords will be very passive..."

"The landlord is afraid that his own land will be abandoned, so he has to attract tenants to rent more land. This becomes the landlord begging tenants to rent land... So can the land rent still increase? Not only can it not increase the money, but it also has to be reduced to rent it out!"

Ermao's words made Zai Chun shocked, "You... have always been in touch with the master? The master has been teaching you something?"

Ermao nodded, "Godfather promised me the position of a museum director and let me retire in this position in the future! That's all a place where people with knowledge. If I don't study hard now, wouldn't it be a joke in the future?"

"You...you will leave me in the end! You will still go with your master in the end..." Zai Chun looked lonely.

Ermao was born into a farmer's child. Not only was it given by Xiao Letian, but the thoughts in his mind also came from Xiao Letian. His feelings for his godfather should not be loyal, but a father-son relationship!

Ermao smiled bitterly and said, "I will serve you in the first half of my life, and I will have to take care of my godfather in the second half of my life! My dad has too many..."

"Get back to the point, Your Majesty, you should be very clear. Since the generation of Yongzheng, the implementation of taxes on taxes and taxes will be lost after the officials and gentry paid the food together!"

"The government collects taxes not only depends on how many people your village has, but directly on the amount of land, and then finds the land owner to collect taxes!"

"And your family is not good enough to be a family of officials, and you also have to collect taxes!"

Ermao was right. The Song Dynasty set a precedent for officials' welfare. The land under the name of officials does not need to be paid for food, and the amount of production is their own!

This welfare policy has great flaws. The land in the world is concentrated in the hands of officials. Wouldn’t the court have no taxes?

Yongzheng was a hardliner and directly broke this rule. He spread the tax on acres to cancel the cap tax and collect taxes based on the land. In this way, the landlord family has more land and fewer people, so they have to pay more taxes!

Officials and gentry paid food together, which forced all people to be equal and paid taxes to the court together!

Under such a background, Emperor Tongzhi took away 200,000 strong men from the people, which directly caused serious abandonment of landlords' land, and this abandonment did not delay the court's tax collection.

The government does not care whether your land is deserted or not, and you have to pay taxes on the land acre album!

This is a difficult situation for both sides of the landlords. On the one hand, they reduce rent for tenants to farm, and on the other hand, they have to pay grain for the imperial court. They slapped the right and wrong sides of the tenants. This is too uncomfortable.

And who is the initiator of all this? Isn’t it that you, Emperor Tongzhi?

After saying this, Zai Chun immediately understood what the crux of the problem was. He had thought before that the industrialization of the Qing Dynasty would have an impact on the landlord class, but he did not expect that the impact would come so quickly and so big!

The Han ministers themselves are landlords. How can they not worry about seeing such changes and such impacts and losses of their own interests?

At the court meeting, they stood on the side of the Eight Banners nobles. This is a very obvious political signal, which is beating the little emperor!

"So... I not only offended the Eight Banners and the civil servants, but now I have offended the Han ministers?"

"Hahaha... I just want to reform. I just want the Qing Dynasty to stop being so weak and being bullied like this... Why are they all rushing to oppose me?"

"Even the two masters are like this. What's the feeling of being an emperor?"

Zai Chun felt sad from his heart, stood up and left the Palace of Yangxin. He waved his hand to prevent Ermao and others from following him. He walked towards the harem in a daze and walked towards the Imperial Garden.

Ermao called two clever eunuchs to follow them from afar. Looking at the back of the little emperor, he couldn't help but sigh with distress.

The ministers scattered the court, and today's dynasty meeting was not discussed. Although Guangliang and others said that they were not released and did not say how to deal with it, but without news means that there is no need to die. The emperor's arrogance was suppressed!

The Eight Banners, the children of Daqing Gate, the front door, and Dashilan were crowded with each other like the big rooster who won the cockfight, and their braids were almost raised.

"Oh... look, what am I saying? The emperor has to look at our bannerman, the bannerman in the end!"

"That's right... go and drink, don't go back if you don't get drunk... today I won a great victory!"

"Let the whole world see the power of our bannermen! Let them know that the world is still our bannermen in the end!"

People cheered and at this moment, a warm sedan chair was lifted out of the Qing Dynasty gate. Looking at the standard, you knew it belonged to those princes.

"Slaves, please pay tribute to your master! Your prince is lucky!" There are slaves kowtowing on both sides of the street, and they are so happy to kowtow.

This scene was spectacular. Prince Zheng and Prince Li and their sedan chairs moved forward steadily, and no one paid attention to these servants. The sedan chairs scattered one by one.

Among these sedan chairs, there are several ordinary sedan chairs carried by four people. These eight banner playboys knew each other at a glance. Isn’t this the sedan chair of Li Hongzao and Weng Tonghe?

They stopped kneeling and smiled and leaned over, "Mr. Weng! How many more have you published today? How many more are you approved by Master Long live? How many more are you?"

"Mr. Li... If Guangliang and the others are beheaded, your family's manager will have to be the chief manager all the way. Remember to support us poor people at that time!"

The Eight Banners playboy burst into laughter and used all the sarcastic tone to laugh at the Han ministers. They really felt that this man of man could not be corrupt, and the money would naturally make the Han people greedy.

Weng Tonghe and Li Hongzao would not pay attention to these people, and the curtain was pulled down to block the cold wind and let these people laugh outside.

"What? What are you? How dare you laugh at the pillars of the country? Get out..."

At this moment, the curtains in front of Li Hongzao were lifted open, and Prince Zheng Chengzhi stared at those who were talking sarcastic words with his pair of triangular eyes.

"Come on! If these bastards don't get out of here, just beat me up!"

"Oh..." The guards beside the prince rushed over and pushed and drove away the Eight Banners gangsters.
Chapter completed!