If it weren’t for this classmate having connections in the county governnt, he wouldn’t have proactively made friends with him. Perhaps, it’s not a lie but the truth.
But is that really possible? How many scholars are there in the Daqing Kingdom? If the land were returned to its original owners, how would these scholars survive? Wouldn’t the scholar examinations beco aningless?
"Brother Ziyu, according to what you say, in the future, the tax exemption for the land owned by scholars would be just empty talk? Would farrs have to submit their grain to the county governnt?"
"Well..."
The classmate was montarily speechless.
How could he respond? He was also a scholar, and quite a bit of his relatives’ land was registered under his na.
However, he wasn’t as ruthless as An Que; he only collected a symbolic amount of grain and wouldn’t collect more than taxes.
Doing so would be harmful, and he couldn’t bring himself to do such a thing.
"That’s not entirely the case. What I heard is that in the future, the scholars’ land holdings might determine their degree of importance in relations. In short, the more land under a scholar’s na, the less likely they are to be employed."
Upon hearing this, An Que was struck with a sudden realization.
He indeed had a lot of land registered under his na. Initially, to increase his inco, he accepted benefits from anyone who ca to him, whether they were relatives or not.
If this was true, wouldn’t he be the least likely to be employed, and perhaps this could even affect his future civil service examinations?
He raised his hand and pinched his brow, feeling this matter was quite serious.
"However, Brother An, you can handle it gradually; it probably won’t be implented quickly. I estimate the County Magistrate hasn’t set any rules yet, and perhaps I’m mistaken, who knows.
Besides, even if it starts, it has to be done step by step, right? At most, the County Magistrate might notice, but once you return the land, he wouldn’t rember it anymore.
At least you should collect this year’s harvest, shouldn’t you?"
The classmate patted An Que’s shoulder, earnestly advising him, knowing very well that given An Que’s tendency to prioritize personal gain, he’d believe a warning even if it were a re rumor.
Intentionally saying these words was just to make An Que lower his guard against him.
Otherwise, if he abruptly ca to talk about this, An Que would definitely suspect him of having ulterior motives, although An Que’s sches were indeed beneath his attention.
"Brother An, I’ve inford you about this matter; you can decide for yourself. I need to visit Brother Qing Ke, so I won’t stay longer."
With that, he prepared to leave.
Upon hearing that his classmate was also going to another scholar’s ho, An Que was even more inclined to believe his words.
Qing Ke was also a scholar, and had a better relationship with this classmate. However, Qing Ke’s ho was farther than An Clan Village, so it happened that passing by would an going by his ho.
"Then, Brother Ziyu, take your ti walking; thank you for taking the trouble to inform today."
He felt it inappropriate to detain soone, so he expressed his gratitude to the classmate and watched him leave hastily. As he turned around, he furrowed his brow, pondering internally.
Ever since he passed as a scholar, a considerable amount of land was recorded under his na, making life much easier for his family. He had also saved quite a bit of money.
It seed it was ti to return those lands to their original families; he couldn’t throw away his future prospects for such ager benefits, could he?
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