Li Jia was quite satisfied with the progress of the land inspection households. If nothing unexpected happened, at the end of the fourth year of Shenwu, Jingnan Prefecture, Changsha Prefecture and Xiangxi Prefecture would definitely be able to handle Jingnan Prefecture, Changsha Prefecture and Xiangxi Prefecture.

The addition of 500-person martial arts students, especially painting and arithmetic applications, is like fish in water and is widely praised.

Local prefectures and counties have reported that martial arts students are much more useful than those of Imperial College, and are hardworking and hardworking than those of Imperial College. I hope there will be more free laborers like this.

In this way, the emperor also felt that the advantages of martial arts students were still a bit of a loss for several months of application. He felt that it was necessary to train another wave, and there was still a shortage of excellent labor.

By next year, he will dispatch most of these 500 people to Shu to strengthen the court's control over its 80,000 imperial guards.

"It seems that it is extremely necessary to incorporate the Ming Suan Department into the Jinshi Department. Whether it is land surveying, household registration inspection, water conservancy maintenance, etc., it is necessary to apply. It seems that the Ming Suan Department will be larger in the Jinshi exam next year!"

Li Jia thought in her mind that there was a new plan for the fifth-year imperial examination in Shenwu, and its impact was limitless.

Students of the Imperial College and Wu students were sent to the local area to do things. In addition to the monitoring of local weekly yamen, the Sound and Sound Department was also controlling the situation on the route. On the one hand, it eliminated private bribes, and on the other hand, it was also considered as screening talents.

When an emperor uses people, he must start with understanding. Being a person and doing things is the easiest way to verify.

The combination of the sound department and prefectures and counties naturally makes it difficult for talents to miss it.

If there is really talent, Li Jia will not care about his identity and will naturally hire him out of order. In this world, what is lacking is talent.

Looking through the list, Li Jia was still happy about the emerging talents. The chances of the second generation of officials were always higher.

"However, I'm impatient and sent servants to help me?"

Li Jia asked casually.

"Of course there are!" Wu Qing nodded and said with contempt: "They usually eat, drink and have fun in the Imperial College, and they have tender skin and flesh. Where can they suffer? Nearly half of the students asked for help from their homes and barely completed the task!"

"We can't blame them. The road is rugged and far away from home. We are young and young, so it's normal to ask for help at home!"

Li Jia didn't care. Since he asked, it meant nothing more than that, or, this was his original meaning: "There are many people who are busy consuming and waiting to die in the Imperial College. It is difficult for them to go to the fields to make it difficult for them to go there. They are officials, but they can't do it themselves. It's better to use their families. We don't need to spend more money, grain, and manpower!"

"For the sake of the fame of scholars, why wouldn't the officials do their best? If something goes wrong, it will be ruined!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Seeing the emperor's smug look, Wu Qing immediately bowed and exclaimed.

"What's more, there are other situations!"

"Report to Your Majesty, we find that even if the county and the students do their best, the land of the local people still remains largely preserved, or if the hidden fields are hidden, no matter how much the pressure is, we will not reveal it, and the county and the county and will not cooperate!"

Wu Qing hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"This is human nature!"

When Li Jia heard this, she sighed, and she was quite helpless.

In feudal society, ordinary people were extremely fragile. A strong wind, flood, and drought could make them have nothing, and their wives sold their daughters and their ability to resist risks was extremely poor.

Therefore, farmers always coexist with honesty and cunning.

Honestly, they work diligently to pay taxes and dare not exceed the rules; when they are cunning, they save as much as possible, get loopholes, and get more food for their families.

Leave more land, if the court's taxes are heavier, or if the disaster is faced with, it will have greater resistance, thereby maintaining fragile families.

Li Jia didn't want to force him too much. The acquisition of land was limited, and only commercial ones had no end. Only when the imperial court's taxed land was in a certain appropriate amount, he would turn a blind eye.

Therefore, the main goal of Dutian is to focus on the powerful and the missing people, weakening their strength as much as possible and enhancing social stability.

Of course, if it is too much, it will be suppressed without reservation.

He is no longer the passionate young man in later generations who holds his guard down on the ground.

"There is nothing perfect in this world? It's okay for ordinary people to forget about one acre and a half a piece of land, but the powerful people cannot relax. The Sound Ejaculation Department must keep a close eye on it, and don't be careless."

Li Jia said in a deep voice.

"Also, keep an eye on Xiangzhou. Pan Mei and Bian Guangfan are not simple. Don't be careless. Jiangling is a major wealth in the court, so there is no need to lose money!"

"Carefully!" Wu Qing lowered his head and replied softly.

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Jiangning Prefecture, Jinling, Shangyuan County.

"Brother Ping is back!"

"Brother Ping, it's not that I'm talking about you. Why are you going to the temple to copy books when you have such a high status? You're decreasing your identity for nothing!"

"We only have a few scholars in Shangyuan County, Brother Ping is amazing!"

Jia Ping walked home slowly in a robe that was half old and not new.

Along the way, neighbors praised and nodded. Many young ladies of fifteen or sixteen were looking at the window, and many even more young ladies shyly picked up handkerchiefs and sachets. The wind ran over and came to his arms, and they couldn't even see clearly.

Jia Ping was quite helpless, so he could only pack up his sachets, remove the skin, and sell them again, and exchange them for some money.

Regarding the neighbors’ doubts, he smiled without saying a word, and just repeated: "I am not willing to give up on my juren, so I will try it again!"

Only after such words can we get rid of some entanglement.

Although his courtyard is in Shangyuan County, it is a remote place. The gate is dilapidated and many weeds have grown on the courtyard wall. The peach tree next door comes directly over the wall, so it is better to add a cool place.

Holding a pile of sachets and a grass carp, as soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of a loom. Jia Ping came to the house and walked towards the side room. He saw a thin figure weaving cloth.

"But Ping'er is back?" The woman raised her head, but her hands and feet did not stop.

"Mom, I'm back!" Jia Ping smiled, put a lot of sachets and handkerchiefs on the table, and said in words: "Today, I got another thirty coins from the temple, so I just bought a fish to replenish my body with my mother!"

"My son has been a scholar and has been spending more than ten yuan every day to copy scriptures. Don't remove all these sachets. I have to find a little girl to marry, which can be regarded as a way to save my wish!"

As he spoke, he saw the sachet on the wooden table and the grass carp again. Then his mother stopped and prepared to cut the scales and slaughter the fish. But her steps stopped for a moment and said bitterly:
Chapter completed!