C195 The First Year of the Grand Achievement(1)

In the beginning of the year of Dazheng, the kingdom of peace was in chaos and war, and the young emperor of righteousness, Eun Wei, used his power to reconvene the old officials and refurbished the Junlin Courtyard to wait for the next year's Eun Court.

It had only been two months since the Emperor of Justice and Honor ascended to power, and it had let the officials see what it meant to have iron fists and iron fists that were swift and decisive. "The Chaotic World uses the Heavy Codex." These five characters were written on silk, and as a congratulatory gift, they were quietly sent to the palace the night before the Emperor of Justice and Righteousness ascended the throne.

The meaning of this young emperor's first decree was the ownership of the land. With the fall of Great Zhou, all the titles and positions in the previous dynasty would be scrapped. Of course, the fiefdom under his name would also be gone. When this decree was announced, the entire court was silent, and no one raised any objections. The generals did not say anything, because most of the old troops of the Qi Family had lost their positions a long time ago. The rest were the Emperor's brothers, and their fief had long been seized by the former king. Ji Cheng could not take it away. The only thing that troubled him was the old officials and aristocratic families.

The Southern officials did not dare to defy the decree, because there was no reason for them to stand on their feet. The Emperor that they served had already surrendered. The new master continuing to use the old officials to return the residence was already an act of graciousness. How would they dare to ask for the rewards from the old times? If they were not careful, they would be charged with a crime of pity and disobedience towards King Duan. However, this decree, after all, touched upon personal interests. The officials in the lower court frequently moved around to urge each other. They still had a glimmer of hope. It was better to take back a portion of it than to lose it completely.

Everyone knew that these prominent families relied on the production of their fiefdom and the rent of their property shops to feed their people. The Emperor took back all of these. How could these aristocratic families live? Now that the aristocratic families had returned to the capital one after another, many of the children with meritorious deeds had even received new official positions. The Emperor had to find a way out for his officials.

Those few days, there was a sea of people in front of the Fu Mansion. The eldest young master, Fu Guangzhao, who had just arrived in the capital did not even bother to eat when he received the officials from the Imperial Court. After he finished his daily chores in the Jolin Courtyard, Fu Guangzhi returned home to socialize. However, he had lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

The Southern Ministers had been busy for many days, and very soon, the Righteous Emperor issued a second decree. Apart from the Moon Worshipping Officials, officials with official positions could also enjoy different levels of support. For example, Fu Ting's current internal history of Rank Two. He alone could feed thousands of households. In other words, other than the salary given by the Imperial Court, Fu Ting could also take away the annual output of a thousand households.

However, these thousand households did not belong to the private property of the Talisman Pavilion and were not fixed in that region. They were still under the control of the Imperial Court. Every year at the end of the year, the local officials in charge of money and grain would transfer this sum of money to the National Treasury. Then, the money would be given to the head of the Talisman Pavilion. To put it bluntly, it was to raise the official with tax.

Why did the righteous emperor call this silver inexpensive? As usual, Gu Shinian had to evaluate the performance of the officials from all over the country. If any one of them made a mistake this year or did not do a good job, he could forget about taking this silver. With that, the local officials no longer dared to eat in plain clothes. Now, the income of the people was tied to him. If the local government was not good, he would not be able to get any money in a year.

Even so, the large families were still not enough to spend. Not to mention the fact that one of the Fu Family members was an official in front of the Fu Family, how could they afford to raise a group of servants and family members? Thus, the third decree came.

The private property shops of the previous dynasty of the Feudal Lords could be relocated from the hands of the Imperial Court. The deadline was twenty years. During these 20 years, the aristocratic families had to pay a certain amount of rent to the Imperial Court every year. There were also detailed rules regarding the rent, and it was definitely something that the aristocratic families could and would be willing to pay. Of course, this rent was the same as what it was in the future. It had to be paid first before it could be used.

Everyone did not know that in the old days, whether it was renting a house or planting a farm, it was the usual practice. That was to sign a contract first and then go collect rent when the time was right. Because of this, there were many accidents where the rent couldn't be collected and they went to the yamen to file a lawsuit. As a result, paying the rent first before using the land could be considered to be the first in history.

Of course, Fu Ting was the first to see the young emperor's three imperial decrees. It was impossible to say that he did not admire them. At that time, she only mentioned that the land could not be privately owned anymore. Even if it continued to be used by the Feudal Lords, there would be a time limit. However, she did not expect Ji Cheng to be so meticulous and thorough in this matter. It was so thorough that it made everyone feel grateful.

"Snatch his things and let him buy them back." At that time, Fu Ting Zhi was curled up in a warm fur mattress. His hair was messy, and he was lazily holding a memorial to read. The young emperor was busy trying to curry favor with him, sometimes delivering water and sometimes exchanging for a memorial. He was willing to serve him.

The Tower of Talismans flicked a memorial from an official: "Look, they are so grateful that they shed tears. Qingcheng, it's really yours." He picked up a piece of snack and took a bite. "Sweet..." He stuffed the remaining half into Ji Cheng's mouth. "Put too much sugar in it."

When it came to how to govern a country, Fu Ting Zhi did not have the ability even if he knew he could not do it. Ji Cheng relied on her, but she knew the process of history. She dared to propose bold ideas and bold suggestions to illustrate the illusionary development blueprint, but Ji Cheng could turn all of her exaggerated opinions into reality.