It was almost noon, and there was more movement outside, and some people had already gone to have lunch one after another.

Xu Jie looked at Xu Fan with appreciation, reached out and picked up the teacup and nodded gently, "If the Chongwen Sect's tax revenue can reach 100,000 taels a year, this is already a contribution of Lin Ruoyu. In just a few days, it will naturally be less than 100,000 taels!"

The same is true. The Chongwenmen taxation plate is so big, and it cannot be achieved overnight. Even if Lin Shiran transforms into Lin Bapi, it is impossible to squeeze 100,000 taels of silver from merchants entering the city in just a few days.

"Dad, if you can't get the 100,000 taels of silver the emperor asked for, then... Then Lin Ruoyu would not be able to hand over the office to the emperor, and his black hat would not be guaranteed!" Xu Fan knew that the emperor had already spoken this time, and he couldn't help asking in even more confusion.

Xu Jie took a sip of ginseng tea silently, and frowned as the bitterness.

He knew that it was indeed as his son said, whether he could raise 100,000 taels of silver to the emperor was the key to the matter. Although he knew that Lin Shiran, who was so skilled in plot, would have had a second move, otherwise Lin Shiran would not have chosen to forcefully collect commercial taxes in the Chongwenmen, who offended so many court leaders.

But he couldn't figure out how Lin Junran would break the deadlock and how he would use to raise the 100,000 taels of silver. He still felt that this problem was unsolvable.

Just as Xu Jie was about to shake his head gently to admit that he could not see through Lin Junran's real intention, a sudden burst of rapid footsteps came from outside, but it interrupted their communication.

The one who hurried in from outside was not someone else, but Zhang Siwei, the editor of the Hanlin Academy, and the well-deserved leader of the Jin Party in the future.

"Master Master, I have met Xu Shaoqing!" Zhang Siwei hurried in from outside, first greeted Xu Jie, and then saluted Xu Fan respectfully.

Although Xu Jie knew that this disciple was not very smart, he was very satisfied with Zhang Siwei's attitude of respecting his teacher and respecting Taoism, so he gently asked: "Ziwei, don't you know what happened?"

Zhang Siwei glanced at Xu Fan and responded directly without shyness: "Master, the disciple just learned that the Ministry of Revenue is sorting out the list of inner city shops. He heard that the Ministry of Revenue is preparing to require these stores to pay the Chongwenmen City Commercial Tax for half a year in advance!"

Eat the food of the lunar month?

When Xu Fan heard this, he thought of the strategy Lin Qiran used, but he seemed extremely disdainful: "The shops in this city are all bigwigs with backgrounds. How could he let the Ministry of Revenue do so recklessly? Which company would advance the tax for half a year to Lin Qiran?"

"The officials only learned the news from the Ministry of Revenue, but the officials are not sure what the final result is!" Zhang Siwei responded awkwardly.

Although he was born into a business family, he was urged by his family to concentrate on studying since he was a child and did not understand this way of doing business. He was also unsure of the businessman's choice.

When I came in hurriedly, I felt that this matter was a little abnormal, so I reported it to the teacher as soon as possible.

Xu Jie was stunned for a moment, then sighed a long sigh and said, "This time it was not for advance payment to him, Lin Weiran, but for advance payment to the Ministry of Revenue,... for advance payment to the emperor!"

When the last two words were spoken out, the whole room immediately became quiet.

If it is just the former, then it is naturally not so inevitable. It only involves the current saints, especially the arbitrary emperors of the current saints, and the weight here has become different.

Xu Fan's mouth opened slightly, and finally he realized something: "How did he... take advantage of the emperor's power!"

The tricks are obviously so not new, but now they are placed here, it is so magical. With the power of the emperor, everyone will obediently pay the tax, or with the power of the emperor, everyone will obediently pay the tax for the first half of the year.

"Shangshu Lin once served as the prefect of Shuntian. These merchants are afraid that they will sell him some face! If they don't cooperate, I think Lin Xuran may cause trouble for them, and in the end I am afraid that they will still be handed over more people!" Zhang Siwei hesitated for a moment, and seemed to express his own opinion.

"It should be like this, and there are still many people who have been handed over!" Xu Fan listened to Zhang Siwei's analysis and nodded gently.

Originally, he thought the weather was very hot today, but his back was getting colder at this moment, and he found that the current Ming Dynasty officialdom was not something that people of his level could survive.

A problem that he still felt was unsolvable yesterday, thinking that Lin Xuran was doomed this time. As a result, Lin Xuran only used a head of the Ministry of Revenue to collect taxes in Chongwenmen, and everything was solved resolutely.

Not to mention their layout and plan, just because of their smartness, he can't catch up with it.

Xu Jie suddenly felt old again, but he said bitterly: "Pay the tax you should pay, and give it to others a lot of money!"

"Dad, are you allowed that kid to be so proud?" Xu Fan knew that he was no match for Lin Fengran, but he looked at his father hopefully and said.

Xu Jie was a cunning person, but he waved his hand gently: "Don't ask about the matter, don't get involved in the future, and stay calmly with Taichangqing when you go back!"

In fact, he also wanted to raise his son well, but his son was unable to support him. Now with a demonic figure like Lin Qingran, with his son's IQ, it will only drag down his own layout and plan.

When Hai Rui was in charge of Yu Chongwenmen's tough levy of commercial tax, the Ministry of Revenue was not idle.

After getting the booklet of the inner city shops from Shuntian Mansion, officials and yamen from the Ministry of Revenue began to visit each house. Although there were many scoundrels here, when the Ministry of Revenue seized a problematic store and sealed it up, many shops obediently gave money.

Things were so smooth, although the Ministry of Revenue was the iron-fisted method of the Ministry of Revenue and the power of the emperor, but during Lin Junran's administration in Shuntian Prefecture, they also received recognition from many merchants, and they also took the initiative to send silver.

Especially when merchants in the Gulou area in the north of the city learned that Lin Weiran was levied on the equal payment of commercial taxes in Chongwenmen, they were happy to send taxes to the Ministry of Revenue for half a year.

Lin Qingran is actually kind, promising that their shops will be protected by the Ministry of Revenue and will not let their shops be forced to be bought and sold by some court bosses.

In just three days, the Ministry of Revenue quickly raised more than 60,000 taels by prepaying Chongwenmen commercial tax, which was very close to the target of 100,000 taels.

If there were no accidents, Lin Qingran would have successfully avoided this catastrophe and continued to sit firmly on his throne of the Minister of Revenue, but a dark cloud floated to the east.
Chapter completed!