"How much does a soldier cost?"

"A soldier needs more than seventy hu of dendrobium for a year, three bolts of silk, and one set of spring and autumn clothes."

"What you say is quite a small amount." Shao Xun said: "At least the equipment and military supplies for these two hundred soldiers were given by the Fifth Soldier Cao. If we really want to maintain them all, there is still some shortcomings."

"yes."

"As a father, I will test you again." Shao Xun said again: "Do you know the tax system of this dynasty?"

"I know." Jin Dao said: "Ding men (over 16 years old) pay rent according to fifty acres, and the grain tax per mu is eight liters; Ding women (over 16 years old) pay rent according to twenty acres, and the grain grain per mu is eight liters;

Classes for second-tier boys (13-15 years old, 61-65 years old) will be reduced to half, and second-tier girls, old and young, will not have classes. If there are other remote areas, it will be decided as appropriate..."

"In addition to rent, there is also household adjustment. If a male is the head of the household, he will be paid three bolts of silk and three pounds of cotton per year. If the second male and female are the heads of the household, the amount will be reduced by half. In remote areas, it depends on the circumstances, and you can pay money, wax, etc.

, skins and other items to offset it.”

Shao Xun nodded and asked: "Do you think it is possible to implement this tax system with the current situation of the country?"

"It's totally impossible, almost impossible." Jin Dao shook his head.

"Why?"

Jin Dao hesitated for a moment.

"Why?" Shao Xun asked.

"Because the wealthy family has occupied the land, the household registration and the acres of land are unclear." Jin Dao said.

"It seems that you know." Shao Xun's face softened slightly and he said: "If I can collect taxes as a father, why would I do this? Starting next year, you will count the household registrations in Shanglinyuan and divide them into three classes according to the population. Households.

Naizhu, Yong, Tiao.”

"What is mediocrity?" Jin Dao asked.

"Mean means hard service." Shao Xun said: "The number of days of service every year must be determined."

Jin Dao was a little confused and said: "The situation is uncertain today, how can we do it?"

Shao Xun smiled with satisfaction and said: "You can ask this, you are serious, let's implement it in Shanglinyuan first."

The world has not been pacified and large-scale wars have not ended. How can you establish a system of taxes and servitude?

Money and food were always not enough, and the number of days that strong men and women had to serve in corvee was definitely longer than in peacetime, and it was not fixed at all.

If you set a system and then arbitrarily increase taxes and corvee, wouldn't it damage your prestige?

Therefore, he decided to set up some pilot projects, and one of them was Shanglinyuan, a place with many mountains.

These 900 households are the pilot targets to determine the final rent adjustment amount.

"Jin Dao, my father didn't plan to let you do this." Shao Xun patted his son on the shoulder and said happily: "But you understand the people's sentiments and are good at farming, so my father let you try it. Don't let me do it."

I'm disappointed."

"Yes." Jin Dao suppressed the excitement in his heart and responded.

Le Lanji looked at her son with some pride, but there was also some sadness in her brows.
Chapter completed!