Zhu Jiande actually left Taipei for Shanghai at the 10th day of November. Lu Wan wanted to send him to the dock on the day he left. In addition to a thick letter, he asked Zhu Jiande to bring two bags of coconuts, one to give Zhu Jiande filial piety to his parents, and the other bag he himself respected his parents.

Zhu Jiande was almost crying by him. Although he was a brigade commander and had several orderly guards under him, Zhu Jiande didn't want to take orders at all when he came home. This is because he had no official authority and was not used to dragging this small soldier to act as a blessing. Besides, it was the New Year. Who wouldn't go home? He could take orders to Shanghai with him, but when he arrived in Shanghai, he took the boat back to Jiangxi by himself, and did not take the train north with him.

Now Lu Wan has two sacks of coconuts, is he going to exhaust himself? Especially since there are more than 400 kilometers from Xi'an to Yilong, he wants to finish it in ten days, just like he spent five days to finish the road from Yilong to Chengdu that year. Now carrying such a big bag of coconuts, wouldn’t it be a heavy-bearing off-road?

Zhu Jiande shook his head in his heart. Lu Wan didn't notice this, so he took out two small bags of brocade as big as a palm and said, "Brother Yujie, you and me are in a match, but I have no chance to visit Lingzun Lingtang and sister-in-law. This is a little bit of a gift, I hope I won't refuse."

"You are..." Zhu Jiande didn't expect Lu Wan to come again. He was about to refuse seriously, but Lu Wan had known his temperament, so he said, "It's not a valuable thing, two pairs of jade bracelets and a jade dry tobacco and smoke. They all said that it was a fake for such a cheap sale. I didn't believe it, so I bought it for ten yuan, and bought a pair for my mother and wife, but I didn't say it was ten yuan for them..."

When Lu Wan said the jade worth ten yuan, Zhu Jiande smiled. He knew this thing. He didn't know where the jewelry store owner got the goods. He wanted to buy it, but he was afraid that he would just look at it and leave. When he learned that the price was not expensive, Zhu Jiande said, "Then I will accept it. Lord Lingzun, I will try my best to persuade him, so don't worry."

After he finished speaking, Lu Wan wanted to explain something else, but he didn't expect the passenger ship to ring the whistle. The ticket inspector also loudly urged the passengers to get on the boat quickly. This made Lu Wan swallow the words he said, "All the way" and said goodbye to him.

He left, and Zhu Jiande and the orderly officer dragged the two bags of dead coconuts onto the boat. When they arrived at the cabin, Zhu Jiande couldn't help but say to the orderly officer: "Little kid, how many people are there at home when you go home?"

"Report to Shangguan, there are eight people." The orderly soldier was a new recruit who had been to a private school but had not entered the military academy. His surname was Qin, and Zhu Jiande usually called him Xiao Gui. Qin Xiao Gui saw the superior question and did not care about wiping his sweat, so he immediately reported to the scene.

"Then remember to find a sack, and you will get half of this coconut bag." Zhu Jiande smiled with a dark face and gave an order.

"Sir, this coconut was given to you by Chief Lu..." He was a little at a loss. This thing in Taiwan is worthless, but it would be amazing to pull it back to the inland. Qin Xiaogui just thought that Brigade Commander Lu had a good brain, and wasn't this just turning waste into treasure?

"If you ask you to take it, you will take it. These dozens of kilograms, do you want me to carry a heavy load on the off-road? Lu Wan..." Zhu Jiande shook his head and smiled bitterly. He suddenly felt like an orderly sold for something that no one in Taiwan wanted in Sichuan.

The ship from Taiwan to Shanghai was very fast, and three days later the ship arrived at Wusongkou. Although Taipei, the 1st Brigade station, was also prosperous, it was a few points worse than Shanghai. The two bought train tickets and walked around the main road in a blink of an eye. Several times they were pulled into the store by those Shanghai women who attracted "subords".

The military pay for the Fuxing Army is not high, but the problem is that Zhu Jiande's military uniform looks so good, either a general or a high-ranking official, and women think that they can coax out some oil and water no matter how hard they are. Who would have thought of Zhu Jiande just looking at everything and has no intention of buying it, which makes those people have no choice. He only called a rooster in his heart and quickly sent these two people away.

"Do they dislike us?" He was pulled into the store again and then sent out coldly. After many times, Zhu Jiande finally felt something was wrong. He said this to himself, and he seemed to ask Qin Xiaogui again.

"Report to the chief, they dislike us and refuse to pay." Qin Xiaogui said. Zhu Jiande is an adult, but he is a follower. The female clerk is not so polite to him. "They only need two pieces of Huayang for a veil scarf. They can eat the money in their hometown for more than a month."

Zhu Jiande just looked at it and didn't want to buy it at all, so he didn't care about the price. Now, after hearing what the orderly said, he really thought that the thing was too expensive. He suddenly remembered that this road was a street of slaughterers. Eight out of ten people would be slaughtered. Thinking of this, he felt a little grateful, so he said, "Don't go shopping, go to Sima Road, there are books sellers there."

Sima Road is near the main road, and it is not too far away. While the two were about to pass, a slogan came from not far away. When they heard carefully, someone was shouting "Protect private property and safeguarding the constitution." After a while, they saw a row of long-dressed gentry holding banners and slogans emerging from the street. They shouted and walked, as if they were parading.

The gentry seemed to be very powerful, but when they walked by, they realized that there were only a lot of people in front and no one behind, with a scarce tail. Zhu Jiande came back to his senses from surprise, smiled and shook his head to go from Hengjie to Sima Road. He didn't know why these gentry started a march. Isn't this the patent of the revolutionary party? Why did they make trouble?

Zhu Jiande muttered to Sima Road, but when he got there, he found someone standing at the intersection and speaking on the street. This time it seemed that he was not a gentry, but a few young scholars. They did not want to protect the constitution, but severely criticized Dali Temple and the Tingwei Mansion, described the dynasty as ***, and declared the rescue of the academic master "Mr. Zhang", hoping that everyone could sign and write a large piece of half-full paper.

The front is the "protective Dharma" but here is the "save people". Even Zhu Jiande, who is not very familiar with the world, has some awareness. That is, in the eyes of some people, the law is just a fan. When it can protect its own interests, it is like the gentry in front of it, shouting to protect the constitution; but when it is about to be punished by the law, it shouts heart-wrenchingly and condemns ***. This is to see whether the law can conform to its own wishes and protect its own interests. If it is done, protect the law, and if it is not done, it will curse.

Zhu Jiande read Montesquieu's "The Spirit of the Law" when he was in the Yunnan martial arts lecture hall. Although he didn't understand it very clearly at that time, he also knew that the law was the fundamental guarantee for safeguarding national freedom. Although China is not a separation of powers, the Tingwei Office at least enforces the law independently. Now these people are constantly criticizing the government for its ****** with benevolence, righteousness and morality. It is very distorted no matter how you hear it. Wasn't it the advocated by these scholars at the time?

After only half a day in the concession, Zhu Jiande felt a little depressed. He wanted to visit Zhangyuan, racecourse, Tongji University Hall and other places, and suddenly became uninterested. After a while, he remembered why he was uncomfortable, that was: If the Fuxing Army was bleeding from blood to protect such a group of people, what's the point of sacrifice?

Zhu Jiande returned to the inn very early and waited for the bus to go to Jinan tomorrow morning. When he was looking through the China Times routinely, he saw the news that the newspaper headline said that "the land reform case may be officially implemented next month." He looked down and his heart was not as depressed as before. He carefully read every word in the newspaper several times, and Zhu Jiande reads the next news again, which is also a bill recently passed by the Scripture Academy, which is to implement monogamy and prohibit men from taking concubines.

Qiu Jin, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, last time, opposes the taking of concubines by some congressmen, voluntarily rejected them by some congressmen because both parties were married. Only agree that taking concubines requires the consent of other wives of the man. Now the reason why she brought this case again was that taking concubines would facilitate population transactions, especially women transactions. She took thousands of cases of women trafficking conducted by local patrol bureaus and Dali Temples, and convinced all congressmen with facts that allowing concubines would be encouraged. Sixty percent of the women in the case were sold to rich families as concubines.

When Zhu Jiande was about to applaud Qiu Jin and everyone was applauding, another bill was involved in the monogamy case, that is, during the debate on monogamy, some MPs suggested that it was helpless for poor families to sell their children. my country has many people and few land, people's livelihood is difficult, and natural disasters are constantly occurring. If you can take concubines, in the famine, those families with daughters can still have a way out, and women can have a full meal when they arrive at the new family; if taking concubines is prohibited, once a famine occurs and the government's relief is not yet reached, they will block the only way out.

The speech was made by an old farmer named Ding Chuba. He told the actual experience of the flood in northern Jiangsu nine years ago as a person who had experienced it. At that time, families with daughters sold all the families and some young wives sold them. The families who had women sold some food, but many families who had no women sold them starved to death. Scholars pay attention to benevolence, righteousness, morality, dignity, personality, but farmers only want to live a full life. Monogatari is good, but this cuts off the last way for farmers to live. Can gentry and adults starve to death for dignity, and farmers also starve to death and not sell their daughters?

Ding Chuba was an honest farmer in Haizhou, talking about his lifelong experience. Other congressmen were worried about this, but Zhu Jiande saw this and tears fell into the newspaper. He remembered that a famine lasted more than ten years ago. When his grandmother saw that the harvest in the fields was too small, she planned to sell her sister to survive the famine. Fortunately, that year was finally over...

The moral and personal dignity of the people can finally lead to the livelihood of the victims in the year of disaster. In addition to matters such as tree planting, water conservancy projects, disaster relief and other matters, it also involves land reform and even population control. The implementation of land reform can indeed change the livelihood of farmers, especially the lowest-level tenant farmers. However, no matter how land reform is, there is only so much farmland. If birth control is not controlled, then this generation can barely eat enough. When a child is given to a child, it will be half hungry and half full again, and then children will have children. The land is inseparable, and the livelihood of the children and grandchildren will have no way to settle.

Therefore, some MPs proposed that in order not to make more and more people have children, the abolition of the Ding tax case that was abolished by the Qing Dynasty. That is, children born after the bill is passed must be paid for Ding tax, and the tax amount is subject to a progressive tax rate, that is, the more births are born, the more Ding tax will be paid. As soon as this proposal came out, some Mongolian MPs opposed it, believing that once the Ding tax is paid, many Mongolians in the north of the desert will become fewer and fewer, and eventually it will become a piece of wasteland and occupied by Russia.

The China Times has a very thick stack. The discussions of the skeptics mentioned in the example made Zhu Jiande fascinated. At least this is not a void, but it will only harm farmers' industrial saving the country. Many of the members of the parliament are farmers, even tenants, and they will speak for the farmers from the perspective of farmers. The gentry used to slander mud legs and only disrupt the country, and even said that they would not even agree to the arsenal. But these mud legs fully supported the government's expansion of military industry and rectification of military equipment in the early years of the founding of the country. They returned to their hometowns to encourage mud legs to join the army, pay more agricultural taxes, and buy more bonds.mread type='page-split' num='7'  />

"Sir, let's have a meal first. It's been hot several times, and the chef below said he's going to turn off the fire and go to bed." Looking at Zhu Jiande looking at the newspaper with relish, Qin Xiaogui didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to heat up the food over and over again.

"Okay! OK!" Zhu Jiande put down the newspaper and said, just waiting for a bite of food, frowned immediately, "Why is there no spicy food at all, it's sweet and greasy?"

"Sir, I asked, the food in Shanghai is like this. We ate pancakes in the morning and noon. Before we could even realize it, I almost vomited it out in the afternoon." Qin Xiaogui smiled, and then took out a few peppers from the side and said, "This is what I went out to ask for in the afternoon, but it was too spicy, I don't know..."

Jiangxi is not afraid of spicy food, Sichuan is not afraid of spicy food, Zhu Jiande is not gentle at all. After grabbing the peppers, he stuffs them into his mouth, and then he finishes the meal. When he interrupts, he looks at the Imperial Daily on the side. It is something he hasn't read before, and he can't help asking: "What has the Imperial Daily said? Is it also a land reform?"

"Report to the chief, there are also land reforms here, but the Empire Daily mainly discusses the Ding Tax case." Qin Xiaogui said.

"Oh..., what did you say?" Zhu Jiande was thinking about resuming the impact of the Ding Tax just now. He was not interested in the statement that the population was related to national strength. He only knew that if the mother who had been pregnant and childbirth was uninterrupted, if the government re-exported Ding Yin, the mother would definitely get rid of this state and become healthy, and the family would not drown her children one after another.

"Speaker Yang Xiangtan said that land reform must be implemented in combination with the Ding Tax Case. If the population does not control the breeding of people, the people will still be poor even if they have land." Qin Xiaogui retelled the content of the newspaper. The Yang Xiangtan he mentioned was actually Yang Du, who was from Xiangtan, Hunan. If the adults of the court became high-ranking officials, in order to avoid taboos, they usually called the place where the adults were born, such as Yuan Xiangcheng, Zhang Nanpi, Yang Nan'an, Zhang Yuhang, Qiushanyin and so on.

"Didn't that mean poor people can't even afford to have children?" Zhu Jiande suddenly said a point that appeared to the newspaper and retorted.

"Mr. Yang said that the tax on the rank is a progressive tax rate. Anyone can pay for three or four births, but if they have seven or eight or twelve or three, the tax will be increased. In addition, if they cannot afford the tax on the rank and want to have children, they can immigrate to the border provinces. The tax on the ranks in each province is different. If the provincial government immigrates to the Western Regions to have children, the government can subsidize them, and Heilongjiang also needs to subsidize them. For example, Jiangxi, Fujian, Guangxi and other places, heavy taxes will be imposed. Mr. Yang means to regulate the population of each province through the tax on the ranks."

Qin Xiaogui has read books and usually read newspapers. When talking about national policies, he was very good at talking. At the end of the conversation, he added: "In fact, Lord Yang's policy also has the meaning of regulating the population of various ethnic groups, such as Manchus, Hui people, Mongolians, and Tibetans. In some places, there are very few Han people. If the Han people who immigrate here subsidize the tax on custody tax and then the heavy tax on the locals, then these tribes will be exterminated. No wonder the Mongolians do not agree to the tax on custody silver."

"Well, there is a reason." Zhu Jiande was a little shocked when he didn't expect Ding Tax to be used like this. Isn't this a way to reduce Ding?

"But Lord Yang also has a way, that is, the Ding Yin will not be included in the national finance, but only in the local finance, so that the Mongolians will not object. Anyway, the money will be collected for the Mongolian nobles, and they are eager to collect more Ding Yin Yin." Qin Xiaogui said.

Mongolia and Tibet are autonomous, while there are many Hui people in the Western Regions and very few Han people. If they really collect Ding silver, or if the chieftains below are placed, the nobles will collect Ding silver, they might be able to destroy the population of those small tribes. Zhu Jiande felt unbearable when he thought about this, but he also knew that the instability of the border has always been related to the population or the population ratio. He thought that it was difficult to speak again, and how could he know that military and national affairs were important.

Yangjinggang Inn was speechless all night. The next morning, Qin Xiaogui sent Zhu Jiande on the train from north to Jinan. The train only went to Nanjing, and then had to cross the Yangtze River to get on the bus at Pukou before he could get to Jinan. Zhu Jiande, who had known that the journey was difficult, had very few clothes, just dressed in training uniforms, plus a large military backpack, and the bag of coconuts half had to hire a laborer to help carry the river to get on the train. He was worried about what to do when he left the station, but when he left the station, he saw a middle-aged man who looked a bit like Lu Wansheng waiting at the exit. When he saw him coming out, he said, "Is the general's surname Zhu?"

When Zhu Jiande got on the bus at Pukou, he had already told Lu Wan the itinerary telegram, and Lu Wan sent the telegram to his home, so someone greeted him as soon as he left the station. He immediately said, "I am not a general, but my surname is Zhu, but my sir is Lu?"

"It's good if it's Colonel Zhu, I'm Lu Wan's cousin." The visitor spoke a Shandong accent. Fortunately, Zhu Jiande could understand. After he finished speaking, he waved his hand to let the followers around him take over what Zhu Jiande had in his hand, and then asked him to get into a soft sedan chair that had been prepared long ago.

Zhu Jiande was unwilling to sit in a sedan chair and liked to walk, but the kindness of the people coming were hard to refuse. He was Lu Wan's cousin, so he had to reluctantly get into the sedan chair and go to the Lu family one by one. He thought that Lu Wan was just a well-off family with a hundred acres of land at the house, but when he entered the house, he saw the pair of stone lions with claws and the tall and large main gate at the entrance of the Lu Mansion Courtyard. He suddenly realized that the Lu Mansion was not an ordinary family, and even richer than the owner of his family who rented land in "King Yan".

The sedan chair stopped in the Lu Mansion courtyard. Lu Wan's father Lu Shouye and his family were waiting in the yard. Zhu Jiande got off the sedan chair and Lu Shouye said aloud to him: "Old Lu Shouye has seen General Zhu..."

The old man said while saluting him to his family, but except for his subordinates, no one has saluted him since he was a child. Many years ago, when he returned home from Chengdu to tutoring sports, his family also saluted him respectfully, but he got angry. He and Lu Wan are colleagues, that is, peers. Now the elders saluted him, and he was so busy that he quickly stepped forward to stop him, and said, "I am not a general, I am just..., uncle, don't do this, please get up, please get up, otherwise Jiande will be ashamed of it."

Zhu Jiande was dark and had a bad appearance. If he hadn't been wearing military uniforms and his erectile cloaks and collars, he would have said that he was a high-ranking official and was afraid that Lu Shouye would not have seen him at all. Now the emperor and the prime minister were confused by mud legs and wanted to carry out land reforms. The more than 1,000 acres of land in the Lu family were all accumulated by their ancestors. If they were taken over, the business would be dispersed. There were so many houses in the family, and the most promising one was Lu Wan, who ran away from home and was rebellious. I heard that although he was just a cooperative steward, he would be promoted to general next year according to his qualifications.

When did the Lu family have a general? This time, Lu Shouye meant that Lu Wan was going to take charge. With his general's respect, even if he could not defend this huge family business, he could still get a little bit of land. But who would have thought that his son would not come back and would only have a dark colleague.

Lu Shouye was helped by Zhu Jiande, but he was crying. When he cried, Zhu Jiande didn't know what to do. Fortunately, another old man, Lu Wan's cousin Lu Shoudao, asked his servants to help Lu Shouye down, and then he bowed to Zhu Jiande: "School Officer Zhu laughed. We old men just think about their children outside, and they feel uneasy if they don't go home. My younger brother, when he saw the School Officer Zhu, he thought of the incompetent child, and then..."

"It's really pitiful to all parents in the world." Zhu Jiande didn't know what Lu Wanhui meant to the Lu family. But seeing Lu Shouye like this, he couldn't help but think of his mother.

"School Officer Zhu!" Lu Shoudao saw that Zhu Jiande spoke appropriately and knew that this person was not Qiu Ba who could only fight with big words. He immediately looked up to him a little. He invited Zhu Jiande into the main hall, and asked the butler to start the banquet immediately.

The main hall of the Lu Mansion is tall and bright, and the decoration is something Zhu Jiande, a rural farmer, has never seen before. After meeting with everyone in the Lu Mansion, he was not used to the many rules of washing his hands before dinner. Fortunately, the maid who served is kind and understanding, and he always says something carefully when he asks him to do, which does not embarrass him in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!