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Chapter one hundred and seventy fifth

No matter how nervous the students of Luming Academy are, the year-on-year date of the four major academies is finally here. Recommended: The new work of the master Moxiang Pisces "The Age of Collapse" http://www./2_2839/

Luming Academy of Runing Prefecture, Yuewen Academy of Nanyang Prefecture, Longta Academy of Guide Prefecture and Zangying Academy belong to the Henan Provincial Administration Secretary Runan Road.

The total number of students from the four major academies is three or four hundred. The only one who can accommodate so many students to take the exam at the same time is Luming Academy. Therefore, students from the other three major academies can only come to Luming Academy.

Three days before the competition, the quiet academy, which was once quiet, began to welcome a steady stream of students. The one responsible for the reception was the academy that praised Qiu Zhicun.

Although Qiu Zhicun is not very scheming, he is still very good at being a human being in this kind of situation. Not to mention anything else, even this handsome talent and polite appearance are enough to make others unable to reach.

People often call scholars "nerds". The reason is that these people lock themselves in their rooms all year round and face books every day. After a long time, they naturally dare not speak, can no longer speak, and do not like to speak.

But Qiu Zhicun is not. He is very accustomed to doing scenes. Just imagine, among the crowd of nerds, there is only one person who has no foundation but is sensible. It is no wonder that he can be attracted by Zheng Dongmen.

Although tomorrow is the day of the competition, Luo Fu still taught several people in Minglun Hall as usual. Under the desk, Bai Qichang held a red fruit in his hand and glanced at Wang Lucao with his eyes wanderingly.

Luo Bi asked: "The taxes of Guan and City will lead to agriculture and bad businessmen, which is not a good idea."

He said: if you increase taxes in markets on major transportation roads, farmers will not dare to do business easily, so this is not a good way to increase national taxes.

Jiang Liuqi curled his lips slightly and remained silent.

Luo Feng clicked: "Lu Cao, tell me."

"Yes, sir." Wang Lucao stood up, bowed, then gently slapped the fan on his chest twice, and replied: "The student thought that the King of Shang in Qin once said: Use Shang's mouth to send Shang to the number of Shang, and order the servants, chariots, disciples, and children to be named, and the farmers will be free and the merchants will work hard."

Shen Kang smiled and said: "The labor taxes are assigned according to the number of people in each household, so that the slaves of the merchants can bear the taxes according to the number registered by the government. In this way, the taxes of farmers will naturally be lighter, and the merchants invisibly increase the taxes. This method can only relieve the near thirst, but not distant worries."

If you want to implement this regulation, the premise is... family planning.

Don’t laugh, reader, think about it in a practical way.

In this era, families like the Shen family with only three children are still a small number. In most villages, farmers want to strengthen labor as poor as their families are, so they have endless children.

If it is implemented in accordance with Shang Yang's regulations, wouldn't those farmers who have families resist?

Then, vicious incidents such as selling children and damaging girls will become popular. How can those in power recover?

Luo Feng said: "Qi Chang, what do you think?"

Bai Qichang was just thinking about something in a daze, but unexpectedly he was suddenly named, without any cursors, stood up and bowed, but he couldn't speak.

He paused a little and said, "All my classmates have made achievements. Qi Chang was ashamed of not coming up with a suitable law that could fully collect taxes."

Wang Lucao smiled and said, "In fact, the prosperity of the country cannot be achieved by taxation alone. The Jiangnan Weaving Bureau is an example."

Luo Feng frowned slightly and looked at Bai Qichang, then withdrew his gaze and asked, "Tell me."

Bai Qichang stroked the bridge of his nose and glanced at Wang Lucao who was talking nonsense, and he couldn't calm down.

After class, several people went to the library to study as usual, and Zhang Ge arrived as promised.

"Chen Sanlang, where is Wei Wubai?"

Chen Kang smiled and said, "I'll ask him to go to the county to help me buy some pens and ink."

Zhang Ge smiled and said, "Your book boy is also there?"

"kindness."

Zhang Ge smiled and turned his eyes to everyone and said, "It's really light to be Chen Sanlang's slave."

"Who said no?" Jiang Liuyu said: "I have to go with you when I buy a pen and ink."

Chen Kang said: "They are by my side day and night, and there is no vacation in winter and summer. It is also appropriate to let them relax when there is nothing to do."

Bai Qichang said: "It's raining, you go and take a break, and have some tea."

Nongyu wanted to go, but he didn't dare to leave him easily. He could only nod and smile, "The villain is not tired."

Bai Qichang passed by him and looked aside. Liao Minghui hid behind the pillar and looked at this side quietly.

He said coldly: "If you want to go, where can I learn the rules and dare to disobey the master's words?"

Nongyu thought about it, but it was no big deal if he left for a while. So he bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, young master." Then he left.

Wang Lucao said: "It just snowed and it was very cold. Let's go in first."

Everyone walked in together, and Bai Qichang paused and said, "Everyone, I'll go and make some more convenient."

Jiang Liuyu said, "Brother Bai, go and go back quickly."

"Okay." Bai Qichang turned around and headed towards Gongfang.

Bai Qichang walked slowly, and his feet stepped on the snow and made footprints. As expected, the sound of following footsteps came from behind him. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

Liao Minghui stepped forward two steps and said with a smile: "Qi Chang, what a coincidence."

Bai Qichang turned his back to him and asked, "Who is instructed by you? Why do you repeatedly provoke us?"

Liao Minghui smiled when he heard this and said, "Qi Chang... asked him knowingly?"

Bai Qichang suddenly turned around, looked at him with cold eyes, threw the red fruit in his hand on the ground, and slowly said, "Tell Qiu Zhicun, I, Bai Qichang, will not be bewitched by others at the mercy of others. He has misjudged the person."

Liao Minghui was slightly stunned and said, "You, aren't you afraid of losing to Wang Lucao?"

Bai Qichang smiled and said, "There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. If you lose, it means that I am not good at studying, so I should be willing to give it a disadvantage. You should leave this kind of despicable technique for others."

He paused for a moment and said, "If one day I will be on the list, I will definitely win by relying on my knowledge."

"you!"

Bai Qichang sneered and said, "Have you seen a house on the hip-top?"

"What?" Liao Minghui looked at him in confusion.

Bai Qichang smiled and said, "I was lucky enough to go to the palace once. There was a living room in the palace. Outside, there were two buildings hanging in the mountains, and inside, it was a hip-hop top." He smiled gently, just like a humble gentleman, turned around and left, leaving only a line of footprints.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the cold wind penetrated into Liao Minghui's neck. He trembled all over and had a cold war.

He thought for a moment. Bai Qichang knew that he was sent by Qiu Zhicun and clearly refused to do anything to hurt Wang Lucao. However, he put aside this sentence before leaving. Such a sentence was enough to kill Wang Lucao's family!

He wanted to... not move at all, but let Qiu Zhicun deal with Wang Lucao.

It's a good move to remove the firewood from the cauldron, but kill people without blood.
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