My uncle's name is Zhu Di

Chapter 29
Although Zhu Di said that he is not that shrewd when it comes to finance and taxation, he knows that [-]% of the tax revenue in the Ming Dynasty is land tax, and the rest is mainly salt tax. up.

Xu Jingchang's talk about taxation for taxation and self-solution of the dilemma is simply nonsense.

At this time, Xia Yuanji came out to save the situation, "Your Majesty, looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, the thirteen provinces may not be feasible, and land tax should still be the mainstay. As for Yingtian, Xu Tongzheng's idea can be used. If Your Majesty I don’t think it’s safe, so why not limit the scope to Susongchang’s Sifu and the capital’s Jinling.”

Zhu Di finally became a little interested when he heard this.

"Xu Jingchang, do you mean that too?"

Xu Jingchang hurriedly said: "Indeed, but Xia Shangshu made it clearer. This is what I think. All goods that enter the capital, such as bulk grain and wood, are taxed at [-]%. Higher, the more expensive the price, the higher the taxation, the highest can be set at [-]%. After all, this is for dignitaries, it has nothing to do with ordinary people, and it can better demonstrate the benevolence of my emperor."

In short, don't earn the money of the poor, only earn the money of the rich.

Zhu Di became more interested, "Have you estimated how much income can be increased in a year?"

Xu Jingchang and Xia Yuanji looked at it, and it was Lao Xia who stood up, "Returning to Your Majesty, it is roughly estimated that there will be more than 80 taels in the first year. As for how much it will reach in the future, it is hard to say, but it is definitely expected to exceed 200 million taels." .”

Hearing this number, Zhu Di couldn't sit still anymore.

"Two million taels, that's more than 200% of the salt tax! It's a huge sum of money, really good."

At this time Cheng Guogong Zhu Neng suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I have heard it all, but it is only to solve the difficulty of the national treasury. It seems that the search for merchants is too ruthless?"

Xu Jingchang smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng, this account can't be calculated like this. I want to ask you, how many times can you harvest a year from farming?"

Zhu Neng said with a smile: "I come from a poor background, and I have done farm work. In Beiping, there is only one crop a year, but in Jiangnan, there may be two crops, and in some places, three crops in two years."

Xu Jingchang said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng is right... so those who grow crops sell grain once or twice a year, and the money will be used for a year. But merchants are different. There are transactions every day, and they have to get money every day. , Earn more, pay a little more tax, but the total income will definitely be more. I really think about it for the big guys, and the sun can learn from it!"

Zhu Neng lowered his head and thought for a while, it seemed to be so reasonable, and then looked at other people, the big guy pondered for a long time, but he didn't find any loopholes.

This kid Xu Jingchang is really amazing, he can think of such a good way.

Zhu Di looked at the crowd again, seeing that there was no objection, he also smiled and said: "In that case, let the household department and the general administration envoys do it as soon as possible!"

Xu Jingchang and Xia Yuanji, who got permission, came out of the hall, and they all let out a sigh of relief.

"Xia Shangshu, the two of us must hurry up, we must let His Majesty see the silver as soon as possible, otherwise this matter will definitely be forfeited." Xu Jingchang said in a low voice.

Xia Yuanji was stunned for a moment, "Xu Tongzheng, I think what you said is quite good, the dilemma is self-solving, there is nothing to worry about."

"Xia Shangshu, are you stupid, or am I stupid?" Xu Jingchang said angrily, "Do you really think that doing business is something that anyone can do? Zhu Neng and the others just came to Beijing, so they are easy to be fooled. Letter If you don't believe me and use this to lie to Jian Yi, he won't listen."

Xia Yuanji was startled and understood.

How much money you can earn depends on how easy it is.

Why stand up when you can make money lying down?
Different from working hard to do business, collecting rent and lending usury are the easiest and safest money, and they are also the favorite things of local tycoons and wealthy families.

If according to Xu Jingchang's idea, Xungui's way of getting money is turned into a business, it will definitely be complicated, and some people will lose money.

And this is only Ying Tianfu, the Ming Dynasty's strategy of suppressing mergers has not changed, and will even be stricter.

If the honorable courtiers were allowed to find out the whole truth, they would probably be able to blow the suona to the perpetrators.

At this moment, Xia Yuanji thought of the fate of countless predecessors, Shang Yang, Yang Yan, Wang Anshi... "I say Xu Tongzheng, why don't we both tell His Majesty to give up the idea of ​​commercial taxation, I want to live a few more years."

Xu Jingchang snorted, "It's too late, we've come to this point, the two of us can only bite the bullet and finish the matter quickly. With His Majesty's support, we can sit back and relax, otherwise, they will also attack you. After all, your thoughts are too dangerous, and you must not be kept in the Ministry of Household Affairs. I don't care, after all, I don't have a general, and I'm still a Marquis, and my aunt is still here. At worst, I go home to fish, and Qin Huai listens to music... ..."

"do not talk!"

Xia Yuanji's old face turned dark, he was really just poor and crazy, and wanted to get some money to meet his urgent needs, but who would have expected that he jumped into the fire pit in one step.

The matter of collecting business taxes affects the whole body. Those wealthy merchants are behind the backs of the aristocratic families, leading the court officials, and military generals.

They could have avoided the land tax, but they had never heard of the commercial tax.

Now that they were suddenly hacked, making them unable to comfortably make money, this enmity could be aggravated.

All the ministers who mobilized the fiscal and taxation system in the past did not end well.

This thing is more hated than digging people's ancestral graves!
"I'm still too young." Xia Yuanji sighed.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, and Xia Yuanji also knows that there is no need to delay... He made decisive arrangements, first of all, to control all the gates of Shence Gate, Shuixi Gate, Zhengyang Gate, and Chaoyang Gate.

People can enter the city, but the goods cannot, and must be gathered at Jubaomen.

Then Xia Yuanji personally selected the elite soldiers and generals of the household department to go to Jubao Gate, and at the same time sent a letter to Xu Jingchang, and the Secretary of General Affairs should not even think about staying out of the matter.

Xu Jingchang is here, but with him is Cheng Guogong Zhu Neng.

"I was selected by the king of Zhongshan and sent to Beiping. I saw you arguing with so many halls and talking eloquently that day. I thought you were a talent, and the Xu family would be more prosperous in the future. Nothing else, I will look forward to it in the future." It's a reward for face, the closer we are."

Xu Jingchang also didn't expect that Duke Cheng would approach him so quickly.

The two princes of Jing Nan who survived, Zhu Neng and his family, were able to retire with the country, which is indeed much better than Qiu Fu's vision.

"It's my good fortune that Cheng Guogong can think highly of me. Please rest assured, Cheng Guogong. With me here, you can guarantee that you will not suffer."

Zhu Neng was overjoyed, so he ordered a hundred personal guards, followed Xu Jingchang over, collected taxes together, and cheered him on.

Seeing them coming, Xia Yuanji started to formally collect taxes after exchanging pleasantries.

"Xu Tongzheng, according to your suggestion, if ordinary people sell some vegetables, fruits, firewood and bamboo weaving in the city, we will not tax them at all."

Xu Jingchang nodded and said, "It is the benevolent government of the imperial court not to compete with the common people for profit. However, there must be a limit to the quantity. If you transport dozens of trucks of firewood into the city at a time, you can't let it go."

Xia Yuanji nodded in agreement.

They are watching at the gate of the city, who will be the lucky one today?
At this moment, a convoy of more than a dozen carriages suddenly appeared from outside the city, rushing towards Yingtian.The truck is full of goods.

The drivers are all tall and strong men, which are unusual at first glance.

Come to live!
Sure enough, this was a convoy transporting silk and satin, and it pulled [-] bolts of fine silk at once.

When he reached the gate of the city, he was stopped immediately.

"Stop, check the number, and pay the city tax."

The team leader was shocked, "What kind of rule is this? We didn't have it when we left the city."

The official from the household department said: "The imperial decree just came down, you need to pay [-]% of the tax to transport silk, hurry up and pay."

The leader was dumbfounded. At this moment, a young man jumped out of a carriage behind and rushed to the front.

"What are you doing? Dare to stop my car? You don't want to live anymore?"

This kid was only twelve or thirteen years old, but he had an arrogant attitude and domineering arrogance. He didn't pay attention to the people in the household department at all. He rushed in and said, "Get out of the way, or I will kill you!" They were all chopped off, and their heads were hung on the city gate tower."

The quarrel disturbed Xu Jingchang and Xia Yuanji, and when they had just collected the tax, they encountered a thorn in their side. Xu Jingchang turned his head to Zhu Neng and said with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, who is this bastard, so courageous?"

Zhu Neng frowned, suddenly blew on his horse, and rushed to the gate of the city, facing that brat who was shouting.

"You son of a bitch, it's you!"

"Father, why are you here?" With an exclamation, the kid turned his head and ran away, and Zhu Neng yelled harshly from behind, "If you dare to run again, I'll break your leg!"

Zhu Yong cried and said: "Father, I don't want to run, but, my legs can't stop!"

(End of this chapter)