Chapter 69
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Moqiao Sheng was walking on the corridor of Chaowu hall when a vast Zheng sound came.
That tune is magnificent and magnificent. It's the master playing Zheng.
Mo Qiao Sheng quickened his pace to move forward.
A moment later, there is a flute in the zither. The flute is clear and pleasant, with the meaning of sadness and simplicity.
Zheng and flute interweave and shake up the sky.
Mo Qiao Sheng's steps stopped, and he suddenly didn't want to go into the hall.
The vision of the master has always been very original. He always gives people the feeling that he can point out the most outstanding horse in the crowd by just pointing at it.
At that time, Mo Qiaosheng was also in the slave market. When the Lord saw Zhou Zixi, his eyes lit up instantly.
Mo Qiao Sheng clearly saw that the Lord's eyes showed a strong love.
Sure enough, after the injury, the once aristocratic son from the state of Wei began to show his extraordinary ability.
He is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also in tune with the Lord in political views. He also agrees with the Lord in temperament.
Mo Qiao Sheng walked slowly in the corridor, he pulled his chest skirt.
What's wrong with me? Why is it so painful here.
He stood in the shadow outside the hall, looking at the two people standing behind the desk.
Generally handsome and elegant, generally gentle. Smile and whisper.
Not like myself, just a rude warrior.
"You have an interesting idea." Cheng Chiba unfolded a page in his hand and pondered for a moment, "let the families with slaves pay taxes according to the heads of slaves. So that the slave trade can be curbed? "
"I think that in terms of the current situation in bianzhou, most of the civilian families are unwilling to bear the excessive cost of buying slaves. If slaves have to pay taxes in addition to their daily meals, it is not worthwhile for them to domesticate them. " Standing beside Cheng Chiba, Zhou Zixi explained the plan drawn up by him on the table.
"They would rather turn slaves into tenants and give the land to slaves for farming in the form of rent. I have a hunch that in this way, the grain output of bianzhou will increase greatly. "
"From my own point of view, if you give me freedom, even if the rent is heavy, I will do my best to cultivate. But as a slave, no matter how the master beat and scolded me, I couldn't be too active in production. "
Cheng Chiba clapped his hand: "OK, I'll find a county to try your method first and see how it works. And then promote it. "
Zhou Zixi held up his sleeve and saluted: "it's really the blessing of all the people in the world for the Lord to do this. But I don't mean to use it for the present. "
"Any new deal, good or bad, will first destroy the current stable environment. Bianzhou is now in a state of waste, and what it lacks most is manpower. I think that whether it is to buy slaves or to attract people from other countries to settle down. At the present stage, the most important thing is to increase the population at the fastest speed. "
He said dimly: "as for the way of increase, we can not consider it first. If this policy is carried out, it will certainly affect the current hot slave trade and the increase of population. So I'm just drafting a plan, but it's not the right time to implement it. "
Cheng Chiba raised his head and patted him on the shoulder: "you can put down the likes and dislikes in your heart, first from the perspective of the country, it's really not easy."
Just as she said that, her remaining light turned to the shadow outside the hall door.
There was a man standing there.
Cheng Chiba really laughed. She said to Zhou Zixi, "you've worked hard, Zixi. This plan is very good. Let me see it slowly. You go back to have a rest first."
Zhou Zixi took a look at her, but he didn't say anything at all. He saluted and left.
Cheng Chiba sat on the chair, relaxed his body, and said with a smile to the door: "Qiao Sheng, come in quickly, what are you doing hiding there?"
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Moqiao Sheng was walking on the corridor of Chaowu hall when a vast Zheng sound came.
That tune is magnificent and magnificent. It's the master playing Zheng.
Mo Qiao Sheng quickened his pace to move forward.
A moment later, there is a flute in the zither. The flute is clear and pleasant, with the meaning of sadness and simplicity.
Zheng and flute interweave and shake up the sky.
Mo Qiao Sheng's steps stopped, and he suddenly didn't want to go into the hall.
The vision of the master has always been very original. He always gives people the feeling that he can point out the most outstanding horse in the crowd by just pointing at it.
At that time, Mo Qiaosheng was also in the slave market. When the Lord saw Zhou Zixi, his eyes lit up instantly.
Mo Qiao Sheng clearly saw that the Lord's eyes showed a strong love.
Sure enough, after the injury, the once aristocratic son from the state of Wei began to show his extraordinary ability.
He is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also in tune with the Lord in political views. He also agrees with the Lord in temperament.
Mo Qiao Sheng walked slowly in the corridor, he pulled his chest skirt.
What's wrong with me? Why is it so painful here.
He stood in the shadow outside the hall, looking at the two people standing behind the desk.
Generally handsome and elegant, generally gentle. Smile and whisper.
Not like myself, just a rude warrior.
"You have an interesting idea." Cheng Chiba unfolded a page in his hand and pondered for a moment, "let the families with slaves pay taxes according to the heads of slaves. So that the slave trade can be curbed? "
"I think that in terms of the current situation in bianzhou, most of the civilian families are unwilling to bear the excessive cost of buying slaves. If slaves have to pay taxes in addition to their daily meals, it is not worthwhile for them to domesticate them. " Standing beside Cheng Chiba, Zhou Zixi explained the plan drawn up by him on the table.
"They would rather turn slaves into tenants and give the land to slaves for farming in the form of rent. I have a hunch that in this way, the grain output of bianzhou will increase greatly. "
"From my own point of view, if you give me freedom, even if the rent is heavy, I will do my best to cultivate. But as a slave, no matter how the master beat and scolded me, I couldn't be too active in production. "
Cheng Chiba clapped his hand: "OK, I'll find a county to try your method first and see how it works. And then promote it. "
Zhou Zixi held up his sleeve and saluted: "it's really the blessing of all the people in the world for the Lord to do this. But I don't mean to use it for the present. "
"Any new deal, good or bad, will first destroy the current stable environment. Bianzhou is now in a state of waste, and what it lacks most is manpower. I think that whether it is to buy slaves or to attract people from other countries to settle down. At the present stage, the most important thing is to increase the population at the fastest speed. "
He said dimly: "as for the way of increase, we can not consider it first. If this policy is carried out, it will certainly affect the current hot slave trade and the increase of population. So I'm just drafting a plan, but it's not the right time to implement it. "
Cheng Chiba raised his head and patted him on the shoulder: "you can put down the likes and dislikes in your heart, first from the perspective of the country, it's really not easy."
Just as she said that, her remaining light turned to the shadow outside the hall door.
There was a man standing there.
Cheng Chiba really laughed. She said to Zhou Zixi, "you've worked hard, Zixi. This plan is very good. Let me see it slowly. You go back to have a rest first."
Zhou Zixi took a look at her, but he didn't say anything at all. He saluted and left.
Cheng Chiba sat on the chair, relaxed his body, and said with a smile to the door: "Qiao Sheng, come in quickly, what are you doing hiding there?"
Moqiao Sheng was walking on the corridor of Chaowu hall when a vast Zheng sound came. That tune is magnificent and magnificent. It's the master playing Zheng. Mo Qiao Sheng quickened his pace to move forward. A moment later, there is a flute in the zither. The flute is clear and pleasant, with the meaning of sadness and simplicity. Zheng and flute interweave and shake up the sky. Mo Qiao Sheng's steps stopped, and he suddenly didn't want to go into the hall. The vision of the master has always been very original. He always gives people the feeling that he can point out the most outstanding horse in the crowd by just pointing at it. At that time, Mo Qiaosheng was also in the slave market. When the Lord saw Zhou Zixi, his eyes lit up instantly. Mo Qiao Sheng clearly saw that the Lord's eyes showed a strong love. Sure enough, after the injury, the once aristocratic son from the state of Wei began to show his extraordinary ability. He is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also in tune with the Lord in political views. He also agrees with the Lord in temperament. Mo Qiao Sheng walked slowly in the corridor, he pulled his chest skirt. What's wrong with me? Why is it so painful here. He stood in the shadow outside the hall, looking at the two people standing behind the desk. Generally handsome and elegant, generally gentle. Smile and whisper. Not like myself, just a rude warrior. "You have an interesting idea." Cheng Chiba unfolded a page in his hand and pondered for a moment, "let the families with slaves pay taxes according to the heads of slaves. So that the slave trade can be curbed? " "I think that in terms of the current situation in bianzhou, most of the civilian families are unwilling to bear the excessive cost of buying slaves. If slaves have to pay taxes in addition to their daily meals, it is not worthwhile for them to domesticate them. " Standing beside Cheng Chiba, Zhou Zixi explained the plan drawn up by him on the table. "They would rather turn slaves into tenants and give the land to slaves for farming in the form of rent. I have a hunch that in this way, the grain output of bianzhou will increase greatly. " "From my own point of view, if you give me freedom, even if the rent is heavy, I will do my best to cultivate. But as a slave, no matter how the master beat and scolded me, I couldn't be too active in production. " Cheng Chiba clapped his hand: "OK, I'll find a county to try your method first and see how it works. And then promote it. " Zhou Zixi held up his sleeve and saluted: "it's really the blessing of all the people in the world for the Lord to do this. But I don't mean to use it for the present. " "Any new deal, good or bad, will first destroy the current stable environment. Bianzhou is now in a state of waste, and what it lacks most is manpower. I think that whether it is to buy slaves or to attract people from other countries to settle down. At the present stage, the most important thing is to increase the population at the fastest speed. " He said dimly: "as for the way of increase, we can not consider it first. If this policy is carried out, it will certainly affect the current hot slave trade and the increase of population. So I'm just drafting a plan, but it's not the right time to implement it. " Cheng Chiba raised his head and patted him on the shoulder: "you can put down the likes and dislikes in your heart, first from the perspective of the country, it's really not easy." Just as she said that, her remaining light turned to the shadow outside the hall door. There was a man standing there. Cheng Chiba really laughed. She said to Zhou Zixi, "you've worked hard, Zixi. This plan is very good. Let me see it slowly. You go back to have a rest first." Zhou Zixi took a look at her, but he didn't say anything at all. He saluted and left. Cheng Chiba sat on the chair, relaxed his body, and said with a smile to the door: "Qiao Sheng, come in quickly, what are you doing hiding there?"
