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In addition, Ang Lee never restricted the freedom of these manservants. As long as they finished their work, they could go out for a stroll. With generous conditions as the premise, Ang Lee was not worried that these manservants would run away. Moreover, there were laws in the Tang dynasty. If a servant escaped and was caught, he would be punished. Therefore, as long as it was not impossible, the servants would not run away under normal circumstances.
As for these male servants, after being bought by Li An, their lives were much more comfortable than before. Other than working harder, they were more comfortable in other aspects, and these farmers were used to suffering since they were young, so they didn't feel that it was too hard. Therefore, even if they had to work here all the time, they could completely accept it.
However, if they could regain their freedom, of course, they would be even happier. But the premise was that they could get enough land, or the imperial court would change the tax policy to give them a better way out. Otherwise, they would rather be Ang Lee's servants than be free people.
After all, the reason why people advocated freedom was because they did not have to worry about food and clothing. If they could not survive, then what was the point of freedom?
Since ancient times, the requirements of the common people were very simple. As long as they could eat their fill and be a slave, then it would be a prosperous and prosperous time. The common people would shout long live, long live, long live.
The change of dynasties was often caused by the common people who wanted to be slaves but were unable to do so. Thus, they rose up in revolt and looked for a wise king who could make them slaves smoothly.
The common people in ancient times were simple and kind. Because the wisdom of the people had not been developed at this time, the common people knew very little and had very low requirements. This was very beneficial to the ruling class. However, if the wisdom of the people was not developed, it would inevitably be impossible to improve the science and productivity of the whole society, thus continuing the backward state.
However, the autocratic ruling class was certainly unwilling to develop the wisdom of the people, because this meant that they would have to bear the risk of losing their political power. Think about it, when all the common people were very smart, understood the principles of governing the country, and understood that the divine right of kings was a false idea of slavery, would they still be willing to submit to the despotic power of the emperor?
At that time, the emperor system passed down from generation to generation would be completely disintegrated and replaced by the system of selection by the people. The emperor and the aristocratic group with vested interests would certainly try their best to prevent this from happening.
Ang Lee told the manservants his idea of reforming the tax system of the Tang dynasty. He wanted them to believe that he was a good person and work harder. This was a kind of selfishness, but it was a kind of selfishness. At least it made the manservants feel more comfortable and feel that their Alang understood their hearts.
Zhao Lu's efficiency was very fast, very quickly he gathered a large number of people from the surrounding villages. When these people heard that there was money to be made, naturally they all rushed to find work.
There were many trucks in Ang Lee's processing plant, but they were all used to transport wood and furniture. They were not suitable for transporting charcoal. For this reason, Ang Lee drew a drawing and asked some craftsmen to speed up the construction of semi-enclosed trucks. These trucks were enclosed on all sides, and only the upper part was empty. In addition, the front and back sides could be disassembled, which was very convenient for transporting charcoal. In order to save manpower, they also used stored power for transportation. Donkeys, horses, and mules were all used.
"Alang, I've found a total of more than 100 people. Do you think it's enough?"
Zhao Liu pointed to the peasants who were arriving one after another behind him and asked softly.
"It's enough, Zhao Liu. You've done a good job. There are 20 trucks here. Let five of them take one truck and go to the charcoal mine with tools to dig for charcoal. Each truck must be filled with charcoal, and the wages will be calculated according to the truck."
The mining method used by Ang Lee was the most primitive method. Five people in a group, not only had to dig, load, transport, and unload the goods. The production efficiency was naturally not high, but fortunately, he did not plan to mine charcoal on a large scale for the time being. As long as a few warehouses were filled with charcoal, it would be enough. Moreover, it was also very convenient to calculate the wages.
Now, the stone arch bridge in the south had not been built yet. These farmers needed to take a detour downstream to cross the river. The distance was ten miles longer for no reason, which further reduced the efficiency.
"Zhao Liu, find a few people to turn the water wheel and bring up some water."
Ang Lee looked at a large pile of yellow soil beside him and ordered softly.
At this moment, he was ready to immediately start making honeycomb briquettes. On the day he discovered the honeycomb briquettes, Ang Lee hurriedly returned to the city. At the same time, he also ordered people to dig up a small cart of charcoal from the charcoal mine. Therefore, at present, he had a little bit of charcoal in his hands, and yellow soil was even more abundant. When building the warehouse, in order to level the ground, a lot of excess soil was piled on an open space. This soil contained a large amount of yellow soil, and yellow soil was very sticky. It could be used to make honeycomb briquettes.
"Alang, the water is here."
Under Zhao Liu's orders, a few male servants quickly fetched a large bucket of water and brought it in front of Ang Lee.
"The few of you, take a bucket of charcoal and a bucket of soil, put them together and mix them with water."
Ang Lee opened his mouth and ordered, and personally turned around to pick up the honeycomb briquettes mold.
"Alang, what you need to do now is the honeycomb briquettes that you mentioned before. Will this work?"
Zhao Liu expressed his doubts in his heart, and the male servants were even more confused. However, Ang Lee's orders were like an imperial edict in their hearts, and naturally had to be carried out.
"After pouring the water, crush all the hard charcoal pieces inside. Also, mix them evenly, the more uniform the better."
Ang Lee held the mold in his hand and began to instruct the male servants.
These male servants worked very hard. Very quickly, the watered charcoal ore was completely crushed and mixed with the yellow soil until the color of the soil could not be seen at all.
"Alright, you guys watch carefully and see how I operate it."
Ang Lee fiercely inserted the honeycomb briquettes mold into a pile of coal mixture and pressed it down with force. Then, he took it out and threw it into the open space at the side. He slowly pulled out the mold, and a beautiful honeycomb briquettes were formed.
"Did you see it clearly? This is the honeycomb briquettes. Now there are only a few molds. When you have nothing to do, you are responsible for making the honeycomb briquettes. Bastard, you are also responsible for this. "
Ang Lee knew that it was very hard to take care of the vegetable greenhouse. These fifty people were very tired, but the vegetable greenhouse did not need to be taken care of all the time. There were only a few fixed times to work every day, and there was still a lot of free time. Instead of letting them be idle, it was better to let them work more.
The boss was black-hearted, and no one was an exception. Ang Lee suddenly felt that he had become black-hearted, but Bastard did not express any opinions and happily agreed. Perhaps, he also felt that these subordinates usually had too much free time, and it was time to do more work for the boss.
"Alang, the charcoal is fine. Why do you make it like this? Moreover, it is mixed with the soil. Can it still burn like this?"
Zhao Liu looked at the honeycomb briquettes with holes and felt a little strange. After all, he still did not know the magical use of this honeycomb briquettes.
Ang Lee was too lazy to explain. He just told everyone that after these honeycomb briquettes were made, they had to be placed outside to dry. After they hardened, they could be stored in the honeycomb briquettes warehouse. Moreover, they could not exceed a certain height. Otherwise, the honeycomb briquettes at the lowest level were likely to be crushed.
Because the digging of the charcoal was done on a piece-by-piece basis, the people who were found worked very hard. The trucks filled with charcoal were continuously transported into the warehouse. Soon, a thick pile was piled up in the first warehouse.
A few male servants were also busy making the honeycomb briquettes according to Ang Lee's request. Because there was almost no technical difficulty, the honeycomb briquettes made by these male servants were very good. It was exactly the same as what Ang Lee made.
Looking at the densely packed honeycomb briquettes on the ground, Ang Lee was in a good mood. After these honeycomb briquettes were made, his mansion would not need so much firewood in the future. Not only would this save space, but it would also save more costs. It could be said to be killing many birds with one stone.
In the afternoon, Ang Lee returned to the mansion with Zhao Liu. Before leaving, he told Wang Ba to speed up the production of honeycomb briquettes. At the same time, he told the craftsmen in the processing plant to immediately transport these wheelchairs to Prince Xin An's mansion after they had assembled all the wheelchairs.
After returning to the mansion, Ang Lee had been thinking about how to propose to Emperor Li Longji to change the current rental policy of the Tang dynasty.
The best tax system Ang Lee could think of was the Dual Tax Law in the middle of the Tang dynasty. After all, the Dual Tax Law was born on the basis that the equal-field system was destroyed to the extreme. Now that it was enacted decades in advance, there should not be too much of a problem.
However, if the two tax laws were to be based on the amount of land one owned, it would inevitably offend the nobles who owned large amounts of land. One could easily imagine the resistance he would face. Moreover, if he did so, Li An would offend a large number of nobles, and his future in the Great Tang would be questionable. After all, if all the powerful nobles hated him, how good would his life be?
Ang Lee had already mentioned this Dual Tax Law to Li Shizhi and obtained Li Shizhi's approval. If he and Li Shizhi joined forces and got more imperial court officials to join, the resistance they would encounter would be greatly reduced. The possibility of success would naturally be higher.
In any case, Ang Lee had made up his mind to implement the Dual Tax Law as soon as possible to increase the tax revenue of the imperial court and appropriately suppress the wealth of the nobles. Only in this way could he save the finances of the Tang dynasty and prevent the Great Tang dynasty from declining step by step.
Ang Lee had already thought about the details of the Dual Tax Law very clearly. In order to avoid too much resistance, the talent would be appropriately reduced. In this way, the farmers with less land would benefit the most, and the losses suffered by the nobles would be very small. At least, it would be within an acceptable range. This way, the implementation would be much easier.
Of course, the core issue of the Dual Tax Law was whether Li Longji would support it and how he would support it. This was very important. After all, Li Longji was now firmly in control of the political power of the Tang dynasty. As long as he was willing to fully support it, the implementation of the Dual Tax Law would be able to be carried out.
Another important issue was how much land the nobles had and whether there were any hidden lands. After all, after Li Longji banned the nobles from annexing land, many nobles had hidden their annexed lands to resist Li Longji's policy. If the Dual Tax Law was to be implemented, all these hidden lands must be found and registered. Otherwise, there would be cases of underreporting, and the tax received would be greatly reduced.
"Husband, you've been sitting here meditating as soon as you came back. Did you encounter any difficulties?"
Yan Ruyu gently walked to Ang Lee's side and asked with concern.
"Oh, I'm thinking about state affairs. Very important state affairs."
Ang Lee's expression was serious, but his hands gently held Yan Ruyu in his arms.
Although he was now thinking about the Dual Tax Law, it did not prevent him from stroking his wife and holding a beauty to think about state affairs. It was normal.
"What's so important that you can't tell me?"
Yan Ruyu asked with concern. Since she had become Ang Lee's woman, Yan Ruyu felt that she should care about Ang Lee. If Ang Lee encountered difficulties, she should unconditionally share the burden for Ang Lee.
Ang Lee stroked Yan Ruyu's face, sighed, and told Yan Ruyu his thoughts. He knew that Yan Ruyu was familiar with all kinds of books and was a thoughtful woman. Perhaps she would have a better opinion.
"Husband's idea of sharing the burden of the imperial court is very good. As long as you mention it to His Majesty, you will have a clear conscience. As for whether it will work or not, it all depends on luck. Husband, you can't force it, and you don't have to worry about it."
Yan Ruyu gently suggested. She was just a woman. Although she had read a lot of books, she still had the submissive nature of a woman in her bones. She was like a duckweed in the water, drifting with life. She never knew what to fight for or how to fight for it.
In the heart of this little woman, Ang Lee was her sky and everything in her life. She would follow Ang Lee wholeheartedly. No matter how many women Ang Lee married in the future, her heart for Ang Lee would not change.
"Well, let's not talk about state affairs. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. At that time, the curfew in the capital will be lifted. The streets near the imperial palace will be full of lanterns, just like last year. Would you like to go and have a look?"
Ang Lee recalled the scene of last year's Lantern Festival and felt a trace of warmth in his heart. At that time, he and Yan Ruyu watched the lanterns together in a very good mood, even better than now. Perhaps it was because he had stayed in the Tang dynasty for too long that his state of mind had changed. Now Ang Lee felt like a middle-aged man.
"Okay! Okay! This time, if I can't walk to see the lanterns, will my husband still carry me on his back? "
Yan Ruyu looked at Ang Lee with an intoxicated expression. In her opinion, being able to lie on Ang Lee's back was the happiest moment in her life.
"Ruyu, you are my wife. As long as you are willing, I can carry you on my back as soon as I go out. For me, being able to carry my wife on my back is the greatest happiness in my life."
Ang Lee said with a sincere face. Yan Ruyu was so beautiful and gentle that carrying her on his back was a kind of pleasure. It was normal for Ang Lee to be willing.
"Husband."
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