"I work for Mr. Li."

"What percentage of the harvest can you get in a year?"

"This... is less than 30%."

"Is it enough for your family to live on?"

"keep the wolf from the door."

"How many children do you have?"

"Third son."

"Where are the other children?"

"One son starved to death, and the other... couldn't be raised, so I gave him away."

The couple looked gloomy, but Guo Jing's face was filled with grief.

Seeing this, Lin Lang asked, "Master Guo, what do you think would happen to them if they had their own land and only had to pay 10% of their grain to the court each year, instead of having to pay 70% to the landlords?"

The farmer couple's eyes lit up, but then they realized that this was impossible, and their eyes gradually dimmed.

Guo Jing looked at Lin Lang thoughtfully. Although he was honest, he was not a fool.

He had already vaguely sensed the meaning behind Lin Lang's words.

"Brother Lin, you want to..."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "That's right. Any city captured by the Ming Cult is under my sole control. No one else has the right to interfere. Not even Old Zhao from Lin'an can do that!"

Guo Jing was shocked to see that Lin Lang did not shy away from the peasant couple.

"Brother Lin, be careful with your words. If word gets to the palace..."

"Haha, Mr. Guo, I want to ask you, why did you defend Xiangyang?

For the people?

Or for the Emperor?"

Lin Lang's eyes were bright and Guo Jing's were complicated.

It is extremely difficult to implement this policy.

This is to make an enemy of all the powerful people in the world. If they fail, both the Ming Cult and Lin Lang will be doomed!