Wu Dalang bought a lot of land with the silver.
The family's farmland had also increased from five mu to more than 30 mu.
Wu Dalang had already begun to think about recruiting tenant farmers. He was a proper landlord.
However, in Wu Song's view, this was not considered the landlord class.
To put it bluntly, there was still the problem of taxes.
Only by becoming a High Scholar could he be considered a true master.
The imperial court had a tax evasion policy. As a High Scholar, one could pay less or even not pay taxes.
In this way, there would even be people willing to give the land to you. In this way, you could pay less taxes to the court and only need to give it to the High Scholar.
The common people had to kneel when they saw the officials, but the scholars did not have to kneel. There was also a stool to sit on and talk to the officials.
The common people had to do hard labor, but the scholars did not.
The common people had to pay taxes. If a scholar did not have money, he could not pay.
As long as the scholar's title was not revoked, the government could not punish him.
A scholar enjoyed the right to exempt about 10 acres of land from land tax and 2 servitude.
The Juren enjoyed the right to be exempted from land tax and corvee for hundreds of acres. Therefore, once they were elected, there would be farmers who could not bear the pressure of taxes rushing to submit their fields or become slaves. This way, the farmers could directly pay rent to the Juren master and no longer pay taxes or corvee to the court.
A scholar would starve if he relied on himself, while a scholar could earn money and free labor if he lay down.
The next step was the High Scholar.
Wu Song had read a lot of articles recently, and he had also written a lot. He even shamelessly went to the county magistrate of Qinghe County to review them.
100% was already 99% confident.
As long as you pass the imperial examination.
That was the ruling class.
"Brother, you have to be careful on your way to the exam. Take this money and use it as travel expenses.”Wu Dalang stuffed some money into Wu Song's hands, and there was a reluctant expression on his face.
"Big brother, don't worry. I'm 99% confident!”
Wu Song smiled and slowly said,"When this little brother returns, it will be the day when my Wu clan will soar!”
this time
Wu Song brought Pan Jinlian along with him.
Although he had finished off Zhang Shou Chu.
And because of the yamen, basically no one dared to provoke him.
However, Wu Song was still somewhat worried about Pan Jinlian and Wu Dalang being together.
Wu Dalang had to earn money to look after the house, so he had to stay at home and could not travel together.
If he didn't bring Pan Jinlian along, he would be able to relax a little.
However, sometimes, he was still worried that Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian would be together.
In the original novel, Wu Song had left, but Wu Dalang was gone.
God knows what Pan Jinlian would do at home without him watching.
Even though this woman was still very virtuous.
However, he had to be careful.
If Wu Dalang was poisoned to death, wouldn't he be dead?
Although the possibility of this was very low, considering that she was Pan Jinlian.
This was just like a classic math problem from before. How could a sheep and a wolf cross the river? How could something not happen if a sheep and a wolf were placed together?
jingyanggang
After arriving at this boundary, Wu Song was also slightly stunned.
This was where he became famous.
However, judging from the time now, the tiger should not have come. In the original novel, he had committed a crime, beaten someone up, and fled to Chai Jin's house. At that time, he definitely could not have been sixteen years old. He should have been two or three years older than he was now.
well
Wu Song couldn't help but stop when he saw a wooden sign. Pan Jinlian, who was behind him, didn't stop and was directly carried on Wu Song's back. Fortunately, Wu Song caught her in time and didn't let her fall to the ground.
"What are you looking at, husband?" Curious, Pan Jinlian leaned over and saw these words.
Three bowls but not a hill
It seemed like this place was really…
Wu Song brought Pan Jinlian inside and sat down. He shouted,""Master, quickly bring the wine and meat."
The owner placed three bowls, a pair of chopsticks, and a plate of hot dishes in front of Wu Song, filling the bowl with wine.
Wu Song picked up the bowl and sniffed the legendary Three Bowls of No Pass.
This should be hard liquor.
Generally speaking, white wine with a alcohol content of 52% and above was strong in the mouth and had a strong aftertaste.
Usually, people would call a liquor with an alcohol content of 38 percent as a low-alcohol liquor, a liquor with an alcohol content of 45 percent as a medium-alcohol liquor, and a liquor with an alcohol content of 52 percent and above as a high-alcohol liquor. Only high-alcohol liquor could suppress the fragrance of the crowd. The aftereffect was long and enduring, which was also why high-grade wine could be better.
Putting down the wine glass, Wu Song pushed the bowl."I don't drink. Meat is fine!"
"Only cooked beef," the restaurant replied.
Wu Song was a little surprised. There was really beef?
"Naturally!"
Wu Song was curious." But, the government has issued an order. There's a ban on killing cattle!”
"Sir, look at what you're saying. We didn't kill this cow. It died of old age, but it's not our fault. It's not easy for ordinary people like us to sell the dead cattle in our homes. If farmers want to sell beef, they have to report it to the yamen. Moreover, the processed cowhide and tendon have to be handed over to the yamen as military supplies. No one wants to cause trouble, so they sell these dead cattle privately at a low price. What can the government do if it knows? No killing, no eating!"
Wu Song was slightly stunned." That makes sense. Give me two catties of beef first!"
"This beef tastes really good!”
This was the first time Pan Jinlian had eaten beef, so she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Wu Song sighed.
Unfortunately, there were no peppers or potatoes.
Actually, it wasn't that there weren't any.
His family's farmland was still planted, but Wu Song did not plan to promote it in the short term.
Moreover, the beef was a little tender.
It was definitely not a cow that died of old age, and it was very likely that it was not a cow that died of natural causes. It made sense. The cow skin and tendon that could be used as raw materials for weapons could not meet the military needs of the government. Therefore, to a certain extent, the government tacitly agreed to privately slaughter some cattle that should not be slaughtered.
Although the government had a ban.
However, that was all.
Wu Song sized up the customers in the tavern while eating the beef.
There were not many customers here.
There was another table next to them with two guests, a man and a woman. The man looked feminine. If not for his attire and the Adam's apple on his neck, one would have mistaken him for a woman.
This guy looked a little handsome, a little like Lin Pingzhi, a eunuch…
Cough cough!
Wu Song coughed, but he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this guy's background.。
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