My Ming Dynasty, I have the final say

"Evil son! Evil son!"

Looking at his son kneeling on the ground in front of him, Xu Xigao was almost mad to death.

The eunuch who came from the palace helped him to do the accounting, and after finally finishing it, he was asked to find out the results. The shopkeeper conducted an interrogation and found out that the leader of the thieves was his second son Xu Yunxiang!
His second son took the lead in this matter, and the shopkeepers and accountants were accomplices.

If he was just greedy for money, it wouldn't be a big deal, but this idiot let the shopkeeper below play around with him.

The government took 40% of the profits of the whole government, and others took 60%.

This ratio is excessive.

But the division of the spoils between his second son and the shopkeeper and accountants was even more exaggerated.

Seventy percent of it belonged to the family, and his second son took 30%.

"Straight bitch, you are just greedy, and you can let others take the big prize. How can I have such a stupid son like you?"

Unable to resolve his hatred after being scolded, Xu Xigao stood up from his chair, stepped forward and kicked Xu Yunxiang's feet hard.

"This time, I would like to thank Yang Dajue."

Hearing this, the guard quickly handed over his hand.

At this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at his second son was filled with disappointment.

"Go back to the Lord, the Ministry of Punishment has to wait for the accounting offices of the Du Branch and the Ministry of Accounts to free up time and calculate the accounts again before settling the case."

These people formed a small circle secretly and covered each other up. Everyone knew about it and kept it from Xu Xigao, the head of the family.

"My lord, please calm down. My lord, please calm down."

It doesn't matter if you beat your son. Even if you are beaten to death, don't beat him in front of us.

Hearing that Yang Chengxiu was leaving, Xu Xigao stood up quickly and said, no matter how depressed he was at the moment.

boom!
Hearing this, Xu Xigao slapped his hand heavily on the table and sighed deeply.

Yang Jinshui helped Xu Xigao sit down on the chair and stabilized himself.

"Master, the accounts of your house have been preliminarily calculated."

Now, he can't even trust the housekeeper in his house.

"What did the Ministry of Punishments say? When will we get the results?"

"Those shopkeepers and accountants are very good at this. It's normal for the second young master to be deceived."

Why was it that someone had embezzled 60% of the accounts of Duke Dingguo's house, and the master Xu Xigao hadn't discovered it yet?
Because many shopkeepers and accountants are related by marriage to the Xu family, or there are women who have entered the Xu family's backyard.

His ability to blame others is soaring.

Seeing Xu Xigao calm down, Yang Chengxiu and Yang Jinshui looked at each other, Yang Chengxiu stood up and said.

Seeing this, Yang Chengxiu and Yang Jinshui quickly stepped forward to hold Xu Xigao.

After finally calming down his anger, Xu Xigao turned to look at his guards and asked.

Let them investigate themselves and find out that the 20% missing was all corrupted by his second son!

"There is also something wrong with the accounts of Duke Yingying and Duke Cheng. Your Majesty asked us to help check, so we won't stay any longer."

"Bring it up."

As he said that, Xu Xigao waved his hand to his side, and someone was holding two trays with piles of silver coins on them.

"I'd like you to do the accounting for my house. These silver coins are considered as reward. I hope Yang Daxuan will accept them."

"That's not necessary."

Hearing this, Yang Chengxiu waved his hand quickly.

"This is the order of the emperor to do the accounting for the Duke's house. The Za family and others are just following orders, so they dare to claim credit."

"Besides, the emperor has given us slaves an extra monthly salary, and we are not allowed to accept money from people outside the palace."

With that said, Yang Chengxiu bowed his hand to Xu Xigao and walked outside with his son.

"Hey."

Seeing a group of eunuchs and accountants leaving in a hurry, Xu Xigao felt a little emotional.

It’s different, it’s really different.

Compared with those eunuchs who were making money everywhere during the Wanli period, the eunuchs of the Tianqi Dynasty actually did not accept gifts. "idiot!"

After sending the people to the gate and watching the eunuchs go to the British palace, Xu Xigao flicked his sleeves and walked to the backyard.
Now that the outsider is gone, he has to deal with the family thief.

The accounting eunuchs in the palace are very efficient in their work.

In less than five days, a preliminary calculation was made of the money embezzled from the houses of the three princes of the Ming Dynasty in Beijing.

The family tradition of the British government was very upright and there were few shops. The situation was better, with only 30% of the property being corrupted.

Duke Dingguo was embezzled 60%.

When it came to the family of Duke Zhu Chunchen, the problem became serious and 70% of the family was embezzled.

As Wanli's son-in-law, Zhu Chunchen was very successful in making money.

But the more you earn, the more you will be greedy.

As Yang Chengxiu returned to the palace with a group of eunuchs, the affairs of the three princes' mansions spread throughout the capital.

Xiaomin has been discussing this matter with great enthusiasm. After all, watching the jokes of rich and powerful people is a rare entertainment item.

But the big and powerful people in Beijing couldn't laugh.

There are monks and thieves in the Duke's house, but what about their house?

Who can guarantee that the shopkeepers and accountants below are loyal to themselves and have not been greedy for a penny?
At this time, some smart people set their sights on the newly established government office in the Ming Dynasty, the Taotie Department.

Looking at the account books being delivered one after another, and the large households holding money to pay taxes, the Taotie Department's execution of Qianhu Tian Ergen and Shaoqing Li Changgeng can be said to be full of black lines.

In the past, it was as difficult as heaven to collect a tax.

Now, these people actually take the initiative to pay taxes, but the sun is really rising from the west.

"When will we audit the accounts of dozens of cars?"

Sitting on the main seat in the lobby, Tian Ergeng was quite angry at the moment with the sound of abacus beads clashing in his ears.

Throwing out a ledger in his hand, Tian Ergen turned to look at Li Changgui.

"Li Shaoqing, our Taotie Office is only responsible for auditing taxes, not collecting taxes. The account books for the thirty-three years of Wanli have been sent. Does he think that our Taotie Office is doing accounting for their family?"

"Throw it out, throw it out."

Hearing this, Li Changgeng waved his hand without even raising his head.

"We only check the tax accounts for this spring and summer. We don't control the accounts for previous years. Let them go to the Shuntian Prefecture Yamen and the Ministry of Accounts."

With that said, Li Changgeng opened the next account.

After watching for a while, Li Changgeng's brows wrinkled.

"Tian Qianhu, send a few people to Yongcheng Teahouse in the east of the city to check. The tax money they should pay in spring is 200 taels less than what Shuntian Mansion sent."

"it is good."

Hearing this, Tian Ergen nodded and immediately signed the order to send people.

Tax audits are a matter of taking money from whoever has the money.

The main targets of the Taotie Department are all large households in Beijing, especially those with many acres of land and workshops.

This was decided by the emperor.

Tax audits must be carried out on large households and not on ordinary people.

After all, there is a cost to auditing accounts.

Accounting clerks, trackers, collectors, and interviewers all require a large number of manpower.

This is not the information age, and the cost of tax collection is low.

Take the small farmers selling vegetables in the capital, for example. If you ask them to collect taxes, they can't even write, let alone have an account.

If you want to collect it, you have to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to get a good deal.

Wait until the final result comes out and see if it can kill you.

According to the calculation that a vegetable farmer only earns 40 to 50 taels of silver a year, the Ming Dynasty's tax rate of 30 taels of silver is one tael of taels of silver.

Is this little money enough to pay wages to the people in the yamen? (End of chapter)