The Light, The Sword

Chapter 23: Night attack

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"Business profit donation? Dingkou income donation?" Yue Fei frowned and looked at Bao Daren, who was standing in front of his eyes with shining small eyes.

Bao Daren nodded and said: "Yes, the creation of the tax system is not only to increase the country's financial resources, but also to regulate the rich and the poor, and to mutually benefit from each other. Lao Tzu said:'The emperor's way, the loss is more than the loss, but the deficiencies are compensated.' Mencius also said: 'Don't worry about poverty but worry about restlessness, don't worry about being scarce but worry about unevenness'..."

Yue Fei smiled bitterly and waved his hand, and stopped Bao Daren's tirade: "Master Bao, Yue Feiwu was born. I know you are also a man of temperament. You can go straight between you and me without having to pull out so many things."

"Uh", Bao Daren touched his head: "This is what Dashuai Yue used to deal with those literati. After all, taxation is not a trivial matter."

Yue Fei laughed blankly: "It doesn't matter if we should deal with it or not, no matter what, in their eyes, this commander's guilt is not limited to this one, but..."

He looked at Bao Daren with piercing eyes: "This commander is not proficient in the matter of wealth. What this commander wants to know is that doing this will benefit me from the transportation, people's livelihood and economy of the Song Dynasty? What are the impacts?"

Bao Daren was stunned for a moment, and a trace of respect surged in his heart for the Marshal Yue in front of him.

Although he is not proficient in wealth, but compared to those literati who need to find a basis from the words of the ancient sages to make any changes, this Yue Shuai’s question is obviously closer to that. The essence of the problem.

He exhaled and said: "Simply put, since the founding of the Song Dynasty, I have not discriminated against merchants like the previous dynasties. Because of this, the Song Dynasty’s business prospered, and the wealth of the family and the country is more than that. During the Han and Tang Dynasties. However, due to the lack of taxation adjustments, I was rich in Da Song, but not evenly rich. Some wealthy merchants gathered most of Da Song’s wealth, but many inferior people did not have the slightest chance. Benefit from this prosperous commercial profit. Even this has caused a serious problem that endangers the foundation of our great Song Dynasty."

"Oh?" Yue Fei frowned, "What's the problem?"

But Bao Daren didn't answer Yue Fei directly. Instead, he asked: "This time the commander gave orders to transport military food to various places, but has he found that several places where large grain producers were originally large producers have had a lot of lower grain output than before?"

Yue Fei nodded his head: "The Golden Man has been invading the South for years, the people on the border have fled, the fields have been barren, and the grain yield has been reduced. This is also a matter of course."

Bao Daren shook his head: "It's not just for this reason. For example, the area of Shuzhong has not been affected by war on a large scale. However, in recent years, the phenomenon of land desertion has gradually appeared. The marshal should have noticed. The farmers who crossed over can open up wasteland by themselves, then report to the court, and can be confirmed as Yongye Tian, which will continue from generation to generation. However, there have been far fewer responders than expected, and the marshal has considered why this is. ?"

Yue Fei showed a thoughtful look: "Could it be that..."

Bao Daren smiled: "That's right! Farmers from all over the world are mostly concentrated around the prosperous commercial city. Just near Lin'an city, there are at least hundreds of thousands of farmers who migrated from all over the city, even within 30 miles of the suburbs of Lin'an. , It’s all filled with houses."

Yue Fei frowned slightly: "My father has always been the heaviest field, but now he is leaving his hometown. Could it be that he can't live at home?"

Bao Daren sighed: "Not at all! Past dynasties have imposed restrictions on merchants, but it is not completely unreasonable. The profit of business is ten times a hundred times that of Tanaka's work, even if the pulp and water are sold on the streets of Lin'an, every year The profit is also greater than the income from farming in Tianfu, Shuzhong, when the weather is smooth and rainy. If this is not adjusted, most farmers in the world will go for business in the long run. If the farmland is barren and there is no one to cultivate, the country will not be the country!"

Yue Fei understood what Bao Daren meant, and said: "So what you said about operating profit donation and Dingkou income donation is to collect rent from people who do business, so that the income of doing business is not higher than that of farming? But in this way, Who would leave their hometown and carry out handyman duties? This commander is afraid that Song Dynasty will lose all his professions. In addition, if Dingkou’s donation is calculated according to Dingkou, it is nothing more than for those wealthy giants. It’s a drop in the bucket, but for the inferior farmers who are already struggling to live, it is tantamount to worsening the situation. This kind of donation is probably improper and improper."

Bao Daren chuckled: "The boss may have misunderstood what I mean. The so-called business profit donation is based on the business unit, and the profit is proportional to the business, but it must not be calculated so that the business profit is only related to farming. It is equal. After all, going into business requires years and months at any time, and the risk is more than several times that of farming. We have to calculate the proportion of this. I have drawn up an article for this, and we can study it in detail. Moreover, in this regard We can draw up a quota. For merchants whose operating profit is less than a certain amount, we can charge less or even not. For merchants with outrageously high operating profits, we will receive heavier donations than ordinary merchants."

He twirled the mustache at the corner of his mouth, and thief smiled: "How can a merchant like Piaoxiangfang, who are daily engaged in the fight for gold, be worthy of the people of the Song Dynasty if they don't shave off a layer of oil."

Yue Fei pondered for a moment, and then frowned again: "What do you say about the donation?"

Bao Daren Surong said: "The same is true for Dingkou's donations. We have drawn up an optimal amount. For those bosses whose monthly profits exceed a certain amount, the proportion of donations must be set to be more common than the profits obtained. The level of merchants or first-class farmers is much higher, and for some people whose monthly profit is even lower than the lower limit of our fixed amount, as well as some widows, widows and lonely generations, they can be donated by our little mouths. To receive a certain amount of money by the Dingkou, not only will there be no worsening of the situation, but also three major effects. One can weaken the wealth of the wealthy, so as to prevent the wealthy businessmen from gathering money and silver, which will eventually become a disaster; So that all the people can be supported, and will not cause poverty, disease and hardship; thirdly, they can gather wealth in the country to prepare for emergencies!"

He raised his head and said to Yue Fei: "Such a major New Deal, when your Majesty leaves Beijing, the marshal should not be arbitrarily in charge. Wealthy man, in a short period of time, you can get miraculous results if you want to."

He squinted his eyes: "With the goods of the owner of Piaoxiangfang, the monthly donations collected should be enough to meet a month's rations for a small army."

Yue Fei glanced at Bao Daren, and if there was a deep smile, he said, "Master Bao is really bitter towards Piaoxiangfang!"

He watched Bao Daren's eyes drifting away, he pondered for a moment, and then said to himself: "But your proposals are really good. As long as you carefully determine the specific amount ratio, it should be feasible if you think about it."

Bao Daren took out a pamphlet: "I have carefully calculated these with the relevant officials of the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Rites, and the Lin'an Mansion. Please have Yue Shuai have a look. If it is feasible, I will propose to discuss with the ministers."

Yue Fei accepted the pamphlet, but didn't unfold it, just slapped it in his palm, as if thinking about something difficult to decide.

Bao Daren knew that this matter was of great importance and did not bother him.

Since Wang Anshi's reform of the Song Dynasty, he has been quite taboo about changing his ancestor's family law. Although Bao Daren's proposal only involves two tax system changes, it is something that has never existed before, and the emperor is not in the court. It is not easy for the left-behind minister to decide such an important matter.

Yue Fei took a few steps, finally stood still, turned his head and said to Bao Daren, "Let's do it like this, Master Bao will be responsible for the supervision of this matter, and the investigation will be carried out!"

Daren Bao looked at Yue Fei steadily, frowned slightly, and asked, "Couldn't the general discuss with other ministers?"

The corner of Yue Fei's mouth bends a little helplessly: "Master Bao knows the frontline military situation, how nervous is already?"

He raised his head and looked at the sunken sky outside the hall and let out a sigh of relief: "At this time tomorrow, the Transit Division will not be able to raise the first batch of military rations sent to Hongxian Pass. The tens of thousands of soldiers under Han Shuai will be hungry. I'm fighting with my stomach."

Bao Daren let out a slight "ah".

He is not someone who knows how to march and fight. Although he knows about the difficulty of raising military rations in Hongxian Guan, he did not expect the situation to be so tense.

Yue Fei looked at Bao Daren, and said lightly: "The military situation on the front line is very urgent, so even though there is a wonderful method now, this commander is still afraid that it will not be possible, how can he stand the courtroom and delay it again and again."

On the contrary, Bao Daren hesitated a little: "It's just a handsome..."

Yue Fei looked at him, his eyes calm and clear: "Yue Fei is a country, there is only death!"

Bao Daren was stunned for a while, his eyes showed a look of admiration: "Yue Shuai is worthy of being the loyal Yue Fei who has been passed down through the ages!"

Yue Fei was stunned, and smiled bitterly: "Master Bao also slapped the flattery too loudly. Lao Yue is not the owner of Piaoxiangfang, so I don't have any oil and water to shave for you!"

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time.

There was a thunder, and the heavy rain finally poured down.

it's dark.

……

An electric light illuminates the nearby valley of the Dragon King Temple.

A group of people in black and black clothes, walking in the grass and woods, moved swiftly and quickly, but did not make a sound, as if they had melted into the ghost of this endless night.

Xin Qiji waved the rain on his face, and his steps became more anxious.

The wind and rain rushed to his face, but his heart burned with fighting spirit.

This kind of stormy night, running into the wild, was originally an impulsive and fierce thing.

What's more, in this kind of weather, fifty people rushed to fifteen thousand golden soldiers and elite vanguards. Apart from today's emperor who is a hundred times bolder than himself, who else would dare to do something so crazy and outrageous.

As soon as he thought of this, Xin Qiji still had some frivolous young heart, and couldn't stop his blood boiling.

These fifty squad members are all carefully selected from the Yue family army. They are all the best in martial arts and light work. Besides Zhao Kuangyin and Liu Zhishun, everyone else is very familiar with the terrain near the Dragon King Temple. .

Although it has long been known that tonight is a thunderstorm, it is only now that I know that the rain is coming so violently.

In the wind and rain, the dark night is as dark as ink, and you can't see your fingers. Only the moment of the flash of light can barely see the surrounding situation.

Xin Qiji led the crowd, copying the winding path, winding and turning, but he was not affected by the line of sight.

The fifty people selected, even with their eyes closed, could step on every grass and tree within five miles of the Dragon King Temple.

There was another electric light shining across the sky, and Xin Qiji leaned down abruptly, and dozens of people behind him suddenly dispersed. When the electric light dissipated, everyone was already hidden in the grass and leaves.

The Jinjun's temporary camp is already in sight.

Zhao Kuangyin closed his eyes to prevent the knights on the three horses team that were circling around the camp in the flashing room. The knights on the three horses who were slowly relaxing found his shining eyes, but they were all around him. The situation in the inside is still full of his heart.

Although it was stormy and it was almost impossible to see the opposite person at a glance, Zhao Kuangyin, who closed his eyes, felt so clear in his heart every step of any of the horses in the three horses. .

Three people ride three times, as one body, even each time they move, they only make a sound.

If it is a straight line, although it is rare and valuable, it may not be able to make people like Zhao Kuangyin who have been fighting for a long time to be moved.

But at this time, the three horse teams are playing in circles around the big camp. Almost every step has a certain arc. That is to say, every time the horse is in the outer circle and the horse in the inner circle. The distances traveled are different, but the three riders still work seamlessly together, and they are implicitly connected to each other. Such a team, on the battlefield, will definitely be able to display extremely terrifying combat effectiveness.

And the heavy armor that covered the horses and men would certainly slow down the speed of these horses, but it allowed these teams to almost ignore any attacks and rampage.

With Zhao Kuangyin's eyesight, it can be seen at a glance that this arrangement is obviously a defensive battle formation against the Song army, and even absorbed the advantages of the Song army's defensive battle formation.

Such a mobile fortress, if it is the tough defense of the Song Army, and the high mobility of the Golden Cavalry Horse Fight, delicately combined.

With Zhao Kuangyin's pride, he couldn't help but pay a little respect to the general who came up with such training methods.

Perhaps only he is worthy of being his opponent.

The rain was getting worse, and the three lines of men and horses, once again, slowly turned around, bringing up a few muddy spots.

In this kind of weather, there is no need to arrange for people to be on duty at all.

At this night, even standing face to face, it is difficult to recognize the other side's face. For the camp robbers, this is a huge obstacle.

After all, the night raid camp is not a head-on decisive battle, and what is won is to take advantage of the enemy's unprepared and unavoidable chance of chaos to win in one battle.

However, on such a stormy night, it is not only the enemy army that is chaotic, and even the camp robs themselves are bound to be unable to identify each other, and it will inevitably evolve into a melee fighting each other.

After all, I've never heard that the robbery troops are fighting open fire.

What's more, under such torrential rain, all the flames were extinguished.

This alone is enough to dispel any army that wants to rob the camp.

Regardless of the calculation, no one can take advantage of such chaos.

However, the commander-in-chief of this golden vanguard army still arranged for these three battle teams to be on duty. Want to come to this vanguard general, is also a battle-tested, skilled in military affairs.

And these three battle teams, in this stormy day, the body of the horse is still quite straight, performing the task of patrolling the camp without any harshness.

If these more than 5,000 horses are all such elite troops, then if tomorrow is on the battlefield, he will have absolute confidence in knowing that the Yue family army led by himself will never lose, but what he wants The price paid is bound to be extremely heavy.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Kuangyin's mouth.

It seems that I have come tonight.

Although he also learned from the front-line scouts that this vanguard is the most elite "Iron Buddha" troop of the Jinmen, he has to wait until he comes here and sees it with his own eyes before he truly understands how terrifying this is a team. .

God bless Da Song.

He is absolutely sure that after tonight, this team will no longer be able to appear on any battlefield.

The patrolling iron cavalry Qiqin ran past.

Zhao Kuangyin raised his hand, and fifty people gathered around him.

Zhao Kuangyin’s voice clearly spread to everyone’s ears: “Our goal is to create chaos as much as possible, not to kill as many enemies as possible. Everyone uses the sound of a whistle as a signal. If you stay in love for half a moment, otherwise, no matter how great your military exploits are this time, I will still engage in military law when I go back. I will never forgive them. Do you understand?"

His voice was the same as before, and he didn't even have a feeling of deliberately lowering it, but the patrol cavalry close at hand didn't even notice it.

Standing next to him, Liu Zhishun couldn't help being horrified. Such a sound transmission technique was really eye-opening.

Everyone nodded.

They all carried a whistle made by Master Huang, the skilled craftsman of Yue Jiajun, but they were made extremely delicately. If the tip of the tongue is pressed against the middle round hole, it can have the effect of a normal bit, but if the tip of the tongue is removed, you can make a sharp sound with a little bit of vigor.

Zhao Kuangyin nodded slowly: "Give you three flashes of time. You must pick a safe place where you will hide in the future. Keep it in your heart. There must be no one and a half percent mistakes."

Everyone obeyed their orders.

The third light flashed.

Everyone's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Everyone had already maintained a high degree of tension in the body muscles, and they collapsed a little more tightly.

Suddenly Zhao Kuangyin's faint voice rang again: "Do you still remember what I said on the school field in the afternoon?"

Everyone remembered the passionate roar in the afternoon, and nodded one after another, the aura on their bodies became more fierce.

Zhao Kuangyin smiled lightly like usual chatting, "I want you to forget all those words."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Zhao Kuangyin one after another.

However, before not knowing it, the tense atmosphere has faded a bit.

All the dexterity and ingenuity returned to everyone in that moment.

Zhao Kuangyin took all this in his eyes and nodded with satisfaction.

Attacking the camp is not a head-on fight. In such a dark and rainy night, that agility and ingenuity can receive the effect he really wants more than the courage to move forward.

The fourth light flashed, reflecting Zhao Kuangyin's calm and confident face like a god.

"I just want each of you to keep three words in your heart at all times!"

"Live-Next-Go!"