What happened next, Tan Rufeng, the shopkeeper of Yushifang, showed only two words - cooperation, very humble cooperation. Ever since I heard the word "Chu Qing", it was called humble.
How could Tan Rufeng be an ordinary person opening a shop in Nanshi? How could Tan Rufeng not have heard of Chu Qing's name? When he saw that the legendary deputy commander of Qianqiying came in person, he didn't dare to let out a fart.
In the account book, "should" and "owed" are recorded one by one, that is, revenue and other amounts, with dates, amounts, and quantities.
Every shop has an account book. Whether it is a big shop or a small shop, the shopkeeper must have an account book. Whether it is for the owner to see or to record it himself, there must be an account book.
After looking at the account books, it turned out that there was a huge difference from the amount reported to Jingzhao Mansion and the Ministry of Accounts. A jade workshop had a revenue of more than 3,000 guan in the summer alone.
Although the Chang law is not perfect, taxation is to support a country's financial expenditure after all, and it is quite detailed, including land tax, household tax, Ding tax, customs duty and commercial tax.
Because the Chang Dynasty always focused on agriculture and suppressed commerce, the commercial tax was relatively high. At the earliest, it was taxed at thirty for a thousand dollars, which means you would be taxed at thirty for a thousand dollars. In the later period, the commercial tax continued to increase, from a thousand and thirty to
One thousand and fifty, fifty to eighty, eighty to one hundred and fifty, until now it has been a very simple and crude way of drawing two out of ten, which means that when a merchant sells ten coins, he sells ten coins, not makes ten coins.
Guan Qian, as long as you trade ten Guan Qian, you have to pay two Guan Qian to the local government.
But in fact, the higher the commercial tax, the less money the court received.
The fundamental reason is that the court has no idea how much money the merchants transacted, how much the merchants reported, and how much the court received.
It’s not that the imperial court is stupid, but there is no effective solution. In the early days, each city had a supervisory department, which specialized in supervising merchant transactions. But the supervisory department was only at the ninth level, so it was from the ninth level, that is, in the northern city, it was casual
Every shop has a backer, and no one can offend the supervisor. Over time, the supervisor becomes like a mere charade, meaningless.
In the later stages, paying taxes became entirely dependent on self-consciousness. How much was reported and how much was collected. The Jingzhao Prefecture and the Ministry of Household Affairs were too lazy to check and had no way of checking.
As for the tax inspection by the Ministry of Household Affairs, it also checks Dingkou, household tax, local tax, etc.
The legal system of the Chang Dynasty was not perfect and the supervision methods were insufficient. There is no denying this. But in fact, even in later generations, many companies and small businesses and hawkers still have too many loopholes to exploit.
After all, it was an open, fair and just law enforcement activity. Chu Qing sat on the bench and gave Tan Rufeng a quarter of an hour of verbal education, supplemented by criticism and mainly by intimidation.
"The tax amount must be paid within three days, do you understand?"
Tan Rufeng was sweating like rain: "I understand, what the adults say will be recorded in the heart of the villain, and we will pay it all tomorrow."
Chu Qing drank tea and said slowly: "You are ugly, I told you before. If you don't pay it all within three days, the store will be closed. Jingzhao Mansion will take away all the stones in your backyard and conduct a public auction. Understand.
don't know?"
Tan Rufeng said honestly: "I don't understand."
"What's wrong with this? You're not allowed to engage in any commercial activities before you pay all the tax. That means your store can no longer sell anything. Do you understand?"
"Understand."
"One more thing." Chu Qing picked up a red notebook from the table and waved it: "You know what this is."
Tan Rufeng looked intently at the four big characters on it and murmured: "List of Lao Lai?"
"Yes, the first warning. If there is a second warning, depending on the amount of tax evasion, it is very likely that you will be sentenced. Of course, the relevant laws have not been issued yet, but Mr. Ma will submit a letter in the next few days, with specific details.
What this means is that after you have repeatedly evaded taxes, you will be on the list of bad guys. As long as you are on the list of bad guys in Jingzhao Prefecture, first of all, you may go to jail. Secondly, your children, that is, your sons, will not be able to obtain academic honors or join the army. Do you understand?
Understand?"
Tan Rufeng was confused: "No... I don't understand very well."
"That is to say, if you are on this list, once you are imprisoned, your son will not be allowed to take the imperial examination or join the army."
"May I ask, sir, what does it mean to be a soldier?"
"Even if you join the army, you are not afraid of going to jail, but you have to be afraid that your children will not be able to join the army or obtain meritorious service."
Tan Rufeng nodded in understanding.
Fu San on the side suddenly interjected and asked: "Master, if my father becomes a soldier, will it affect my imprisonment?"
"Do you want to hear what you're saying?"
Fu San thoughtfully said: "Influence?"
Chu Qing: "..."
Jiang Yuesheng on the side glanced sideways at Fu San and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Fu San's injuries had basically healed.
"Let's go, first warning, pay within three days." Chu Qing stood up, patted Tan Rufeng's shoulder, and led the people away from the Jade Shop.
Before getting into the carriage, Chu Qing went out and turned right, going straight to the second house, Huiwenju, which sold the four treasures of the study.
The shopkeeper of Huiwenju was a fat man who had been watching the excitement just now. As soon as Chu Qing came in, he presented him with a hundred-dollar banknote, and then... he was knocked down by Chu Qing's mouth.
"What I'm missing is your one hundred silver notes!"
Chu Qing gave the order and everyone began to search the account books.
After finding the ledger, Chu Qing was dumbfounded. Hui Wenju only lost money last month to earn money and didn't earn a penny. After that, the fat man wanted to give Chu Qing a hundred silver notes...
Chu Qing was finally convinced: "Why are you bribing me if I haven't evaded taxes?"
The shopkeeper, who was covering his face, felt aggrieved: "The villain...the villain is afraid."
"Good luck with the business, bye."
Chu Qing angrily led someone out and turned right to the third store. Only when he entered the store did he find that he was an acquaintance.
Nangong Ping, the eccentric nephew of the then Prime Minister Nangong Xi, was all smiles. The tea was brewed. He had a ledger in his left hand and a land deed in his right hand.
Chu Qing was happy: "It's you."
"Student Nangong Ping, I have met Mr. Chu."
Chu Qing walked forward, sat down and said with a smile: "Weren't you in the shop in Bei City before? Why are you here in Nan City again?"
Nangong Ping smiled bitterly: "The elders in the family no longer allow the students to go to the North Market to guard the shop, and ordered the students to watch the shop in the South City."
"Why?"
Nangong Ping's face turned red and he said nothing.
Tao Ruolin smiled slightly: "Mr. Nangong must have blamed you for following Mr. Chu's mischief, but is that so?"
Nangong Ping glanced at Tao Ruolin, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he acquiesced.
Chu Qing was puzzled: "What do you mean following me and messing around?"
Tao Ruolin explained: "Although Master Nangong, the minister, cares about the refugees, he does not want his children to follow you and offend the officials of the court because of the refugees. This is one, and the second is that the nephews and nephews of the Nangong family participate in the relief of the refugees.
I think I am afraid that others will misunderstand that this matter is related to Mr. Nangong."
Chu Qing suddenly realized.
Nangong Ping had followed him around before. If someone recognized him, he would inevitably think that Nangong Xi was also involved. No matter if he was afraid or given some kindness, it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
After all, it was someone else's family matter. Chu Qing didn't want to ask further, so he asked casually: "Has your Nangong family's shop ever paid less tax?"
"That's natural." Nangong Ping flipped through his account book and said as if he wanted to take credit: "I have to pay hundreds of dollars less every month. Don't worry, Master Chu. I will write down the evidence for you right now."
Jiang Yuesheng looked at Nangong Ping, then at Fu San, and felt that the two of them should work together.
