Chapter seven hundred and fourteenth only tax can not escape
When Huang Zicheng was at Jimin Academy, he was an auditor. He even called Qi Tai and Lian Zining teachers, and Fang Xiaoru was a recent graduate.
However, the two teachers have no such thoughts at the moment, not to mention that they are not much different in age. Qi Tai took the lead and said: "Thanks to the emperor's favor, your majesty gave me the name. And I was taught by Zhang Xiang in Jimin School. How lucky I am! Now!
When we get to Peking Academy, we have to risk our lives and make a name for ourselves. No matter what, we have to raise money to run the academy well!"
His statement was recognized by Lian Zining, and it was true.
Huang Zicheng also breathed a sigh of relief, "Since we are of the same mind, there is nothing difficult to handle. His Highness has obtained a sum of money from Goryeo. Now it is time to release Xin Min and continue to squeeze, as well as the Jurchen tribes, Duoyan
Mongolia... in short, we must be ruthless no matter what!"
Qitai pondered for a while and said helplessly: "Although it may not be suitable, for now, the only solution is to suffer these barbarians."
As soon as they finished speaking, Fang Xiaoru, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke up, "I disagree! Northern Xinjiang is already uneasy, and you do this again. If the war breaks out, it won't be the common people who will be unlucky!"
Huang Zicheng said: "When the school is set up, the students will benefit, and the people will benefit! What's more, the Duke of Yue and others all mean this. Brother Fang, are you too arrogant?"
Fang Xiaoru snorted, "Senior Brother Huang, what you say seems to make sense, but it is not the truth in the end. I don't object to torturing outsiders and amassing money. But now that there is money easily available, why don't you take it? What's the point of this?
"
Fang Xiaoru was strict in his words and questioned Huang Zicheng.
Huang Zicheng was shocked, "Brother Fang, don't talk nonsense! Peking has money, why are we in such embarrassment?"
Fang Xiaoru sneered, "Why not? It's just that you don't have the guts!"
"courage?"
Huang Zicheng couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Fang, are you trying to provoke the general? I am now one with the Peking University, and I am dedicated to running the school without any second thoughts! If you have anything to say, just say it!"
Fang Xiaoru nodded, "Okay, now that I've said it, I won't beat around the bush... Peiping's trade is prosperous. I've seen it for many days. Timber, medicinal materials, silk from the south, tea, livestock from the north, ore, everything is in Peiping."
Gathering together. As a result, I checked and found that the commercial tax in Peking is not high. What is the reason for this?"
Huang Zicheng was stunned by these words. He was stunned for a while, and then slowly said: "Beiping has always been barren. In order to recuperate and restore people's strength, the commercial tax collection is not high. Moreover, there don't seem to be many officials in Beiping. There are only left-behind officials. Even if you want to
There aren’t that many people collecting taxes!”
Fang Xiaoru sneered, "That's it! I thought I was afraid of the powerful and didn't dare to take action!"
Huang Zicheng glared, "Brother Fang, don't be weird, we are the teachers of the school, why should we interfere with taxation?"
Fang Xiaoru was even more disdainful, "You don't dare to touch taxes? But you dare to use troops? Which side is the bigger problem? Forgive me for being stupid, I still can't figure it out!"
Huang Zicheng was helpless and speechless. At this time, Lian Zining heard some clues, "What's going on? Jimin School is located on the bank of Poyang Lake, where the Ganjiang River lanes and the Yangtze River waterway converge. Over the years, commercial taxes have been collected.
The amount is increasing day by day. Many students from Jimin Academy have passed the business examination and entered the tax department. Is it possible that taxes are not collected properly here in Beiping?"
Qi Tai also said: "Yes, if we can collect taxes, we will be better off."
Huang Zicheng pondered again and again, and then said: "You are all experts. Business and taxation have always been involved in too many things. Since ancient times, nobles, civil servants, and scholars, no one has done well with taxes. There is Shang Yang in the distance.
, the nearest ones are Yang Yan and Wang Anshi. We don’t even have a serious official status now, but we get involved in this kind of thing. I’m really afraid that even if there are a hundred heads on the neck, it won’t be enough to chop!”
After he said this, Fang Xiaoru stood up directly.
"We, Xiaoru, don't have a hundred heads, but that's where justice lies. Even if you die a hundred times, you won't regret it! I'm going to see His Highness King Yan now and ask for an official position!"
After saying this, he strode out.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard someone calling him from behind. It turned out to be Lian Zining who had followed him out.
"How can a student die in front while the teacher avoids the sword behind? If you want to behead, start with me, Lian Zining!" He patted Fang Xiaoru on the shoulder happily, very satisfied.
At this time, someone else said: "Why are you the only hero? Let's go together!"
Qitai also followed out.
The three of them were about to go find Zhu Di, and Huang Zicheng followed them.
"You guys, aren't you making things difficult for me?"
Fang Xiaoru snorted coldly, "Do you know why you are only qualified to be an auditor? It's because of your habit of being a scholar!"
Huang Zicheng was stunned and speechless, and his facial features were distorted... It seemed that this was not the first time he heard this. Zhu Di had said it before, could it be that I really look too much like a scholar-bureaucrat?
So why are you worried about commercial tax?
"That's all. If I get mixed up with you, I will be guillotined in the future. I won't be able to hide away even if I want to. Let's go together, go together!"
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"Tax?"
Zhu Di thought about it seriously, "Can this thing be faster than robbing Korea?"
Huang Zicheng said helplessly: "Your Highness, King Yan, since the liberation, the discipline of Peiping has been poor. The year before last, the treasury was in short supply, and grain was stolen and sold, and a large number of them were killed!"
Only then did Zhu Di remember, "Yes, that was a case I handled. Yes, at that time we only punished corrupt officials, and there were still so many commercial taxes that had not been collected! You dare to owe me money, you are really tired of living! What do you think?
Well, what should I do to raise the tax?"
Fang Xiaoru immediately said: "Your Highness King Yan, there are four important places in Beiping now. One is Dagukou, which is responsible for sea transportation; one is Tongzhou, which is river transportation; one is Shanhaiguan, which is responsible for Liaodong goods entering Beiping; and the third is Peiping.
The market is responsible for delivery. As long as you keep an eye on these things, it is not difficult to collect taxes."
Zhu Di looked at Huang Zicheng, who also nodded, "That's true, but does your Highness want to think about it?"
Zhu Di rolled his eyelids, "What are you considering? Is there any tax in this world that I dare not collect? Now I will give you four tokens, one for each person, and take care of it! No matter who you meet, you dare not
Pay the tax and arrest him immediately!"
Qi Tai, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Then your Highness must prepare a spacious place!"
Zhu Di was stunned... could it be so serious?
No matter what, let’s get moving!
Suddenly, these four men were fully armed and went out directly.
The people assigned to them are all palace guards. These people only listen to Zhu Di's orders. They are definitely the best sharp blades... Huang Zicheng asked for orders and went to Shanhaiguan. These guys are still chicken thieves. After all, they are dealing with businessmen from Liaodong.
They are just a group of Jurchens, so there is no need to pay too much attention to them.
Qitai went to Dagokou to monitor maritime trade.
Lian Zining originally wanted to stay in Peiping. He knew very well that there were many things in the city and they were trivial, and he was afraid that Fang Xiaoru wouldn't be able to handle them.
But Fang Xiaoru was determined to stay in Peiping. The more difficult it was, the more he had to face it.
This guy is indeed a stubborn person, the kind who accepts death and will never turn back or regret anything.
Lian Zining could only tell him to be more careful.
Fang Xiaoru nodded vigorously. He proposed this method, but he already had some clues.
His first target was surprisingly Zongzheng Temple's office in Peking.
When Fang Xiaoru led his men and horses to kill him, the people inside almost laughed out loud.
They looked at Fang Xiaoru not with anger, but with amusement.
"This little official... how old are you this year? Are you twenty? Do you know where this is! Zongzheng Temple handles property and business for the palace, and you dare to come to look for trouble? Even His Highness King Yan will not do it.
Feel free to come over and cause trouble!"
The man shouted angrily, "Why don't you retreat?"
Contrary to his expectations, Fang Xiaoru didn't show any fear at all, but said calmly: "His Royal Highness King Yan doesn't dare to come, but that doesn't mean I don't dare to come either. I followed the law of the Ming Dynasty!"
The man was startled for a moment, but couldn't help but nodded and said: "Okay! You are selfless, right? Then let me tell you, we are here to talk to King Yan about the delivery of Liujiagang Shipyard, and Peking has nothing to do with this matter! Okay, you
You can withdraw."
Fang Xiaoru still stood there, unmoved.
The man frowned, "Why, you can't understand? Do you insist on going against Zongzhengji?"
Fang Xiaoru chuckled and said: "You are indeed here to talk about the shipyard, but why did you privately bring another thousand pieces of fine silk to Peiping? You sold it to a Hu merchant two days ago, a total of seventy-six thousand pieces.
Baochao. This person is still in Peiping. Do you want to invite him for a confrontation?"
The officials of Zongzheng Temple were shocked, "How do you know?"
Fang Xiaoru chuckled and said: "If you don't know what to do, you can do nothing but yourself. In the name of negotiating affairs, you bring goods privately and sell them for profit. You don't pay taxes! Even if this matter comes to the clan, it belongs to you.
crime!"
In an instant, the official lost his confidence and hurriedly bowed and said: "My lord, please come in first and let's talk slowly, how about that?"
Fang Xiaoru shook his head, "No need! The fine silk should be taxed 40%. Due to arrears, another 20% will be added, a total of 45,600 guan. If you pay it now, I will go to the Wenzong Temple and say that you are a compensation
Pay the taxes... If you don't pay, I will send additional documents to the Ministry of Punishment and the Yushitai to deal with you as a smuggler!"
Fang Xiaoru was not lying. The students of Jimin Academy guarded Poyang Lake and were very clear about business tax matters. What's more, Fang Xiaoru's father was demoted to Lingnan, and he was also in charge of this matter, so he had rich experience.
This official of Zongzheng Temple could not resist.
"I, if I pay the tax, I will lose money! There is no way to explain it!"
Fang Xiaoru sneered contemptuously and said: "You can't blame me for this. You should have raised the price of silk! In the end, you were greedy for money and profit, and sold the treasure given to Ming Dynasty at a cheap price! This is a lesson!"
Good guy, totally merciless.
A quarter of an hour later, Fang Xiaoru walked out with the tax money and his head held high. The soldiers who followed Fang Xiaoru secretly gave a thumbs up.
Although this Master Xiaofang is young, he dares to pull out his teeth and even asks for Zongzheng Temple's money. He is really a formidable young man!
"Let's go to the next house!"
Fang Xiaoru was in Peiping, checking taxes everywhere, and was not polite at all... Soon, the whole Peiping was in chaos.
People with a little bit of influence are looking for people all over the world, thinking of ways to stop this madman!
Zhu Di returned from hunting during the day. As soon as he entered the palace, he met the official from Zongzheng Temple waiting for him.
"Your Highness Prince Yan, we all work for the prince, but we just want to make up for the family expenses. It's not easy for us to come all the way! In the end, your people took away 60% of the money! Please let me go back.
Ying Tian, how do you face your colleagues?"
Zhu Di was stunned for a while before he figured out what was going on. He couldn't help but frown and murmured: "What's going on? I'm leaving you 40%?"