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Chapter 109 Chapter One Hundred and Nine
As the snow disaster passed bit by bit, the officials and people of Datang finally came out of the shadow of the snow disaster.

In the office of Minister of Industry, Su Xi, Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Shi Wanbao are drinking tea.

The eldest grandson Wuji had to show off his tea art, but Su Xi had no choice but to come and accompany him because he was the immediate boss.

Su Xi doesn't know what to think about the realm of tea art, but Su Xi knows one thing, a greasy uncle making tea is definitely not as good-looking as a young lady in her 20s.

Both Wei Zheng and Shi Wanbao agreed that Su Xi could only accompany him.

Who made this a boss.

The boss is right.

"Boy Su, life in the Ministry of Industry is going well recently." Shi Wanbao raised his eyebrows and opened up the topic first.

Su Xi knew that this was something to do.

"Shi Gong was joking, they all serve the country."

"The Ministry of Industry's report last month is very good-looking, and it's all thanks to you."

Having said that, Shi Wanbao's face gradually brightened.

Su Xi was puzzled, although I did a lot of great things with lower money than before, such as doubling the output, but you give it to me, is it not very good at being a man, and the eldest grandson Wuji Shangshu is still there .

Shi Wanbao seemed to know what Su Xi was thinking, and snorted coldly.

"I still know how much power the auxiliary machine has. Fighting for power and profit, conspiracy and tricks, everything is fine.

But if you ask him to reform the Ministry of Industry, it is beyond his ability. "

Shi Wanbao didn't spare any emotion when he spoke.

But Changsun Wuji wasn't embarrassed at all, on the contrary, he even laughed.

What a joke, the old man is scolding you.

Wei Zheng didn't say anything, just drinking tea there.

"Shi Gong, if you have something to say, just say it, don't praise me with the eldest grandson, I can't bear it."

Su Xi couldn't bear it anymore, and said.

He really can't pass the psychological quality with the old guy.

These are people who have seen life and death and are not afraid of anything. Playing with them is too stressful.

Shi Wanbao put away his smile and his face was gloomy.

"The country is out of money."

In a word, Su Xi was silent.

It was expected.

At the time of the snow disaster, Li Er spent all his money, including the money from the inner government.

"Boy Su, to be honest, if it wasn't for the salt tax and the money from His Majesty's inner government, we might not even be able to survive this snow disaster."

Shi Wanbao began to complain.

Su Xi didn't know how Li Er in history resisted. According to Su Xi's understanding, it must be a massacre, and the national strength of the Tang Dynasty was once again regressed.

"What does Shi Gong want?
borrow money? "

Su Xi frowned.

If the imperial court has no money, it shouldn't tell him.

Shi Wanbao shook his head and remained silent.

"Boy Su, if you want to borrow money, it will be Shi Gong."

Su Xi nodded, indeed.

"Boy Su, tell the truth, do you have any way to raise taxes, the kind that will bring immediate results."

Shi Wanbao was also worried and had no choice.

Lack of money, really lack of money, there is nothing to do.

Otherwise he would never have come.

Su Xi knew Shi Wanbao's worries.

Take the Ministry of Industry as an example, a large amount of farm tools have to be made in preparation for spring plowing.

This still stops other weapons missions.

"Shi Gong, rock salt and cement basically emptied the money in the hands of the people.

The rest of the money is in the hands of the nobles.

The best way is to copy the house. "

Su Xi put down the teacup and said quietly.

That's right, the best way is to raid the house.

If you want immediate results, yes, let’s raid the house.

Those aristocrats are not clean under their buttocks, if they copy it, they will definitely be rich.

Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuji's hands trembled when they were frightened by these words.

Ruthless, really ruthless.

Shi Wanbao frowned, it seemed that he really thought about it.

"But no one has been dancing around lately."

The cups of Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuji fell directly to the ground.

You really think about it.

Su Xi was also speechless, boss, I was joking.

If you are true, I will not be eaten by others.

How many people have to hate him.

To put it bluntly, the reason why your family's Li Er has a good reputation later on is not because of the old Ouyang and Sima Guang, two big figures in the literary world.

But I don't have it. If you are true, you will have to record me as a courtier in the history books, and maybe you will have to go with Xu Jingzong and Li Yifu as companions.

Although Chengchen was later synonymous with strength and brains.

"Shi Gong, the best way is to do business. Squeeze the market. The court will ship a large amount of goods to stimulate the market and collect taxes."

Su Xi gritted her teeth and said.

"Collect transaction taxes in Chang'an, Luoyang, and Jiangnan."

"Repeal the poll tax and replace it with a transaction tax.

Coupled with national propaganda, the money should be collected in two months. "

"At the same time, let the noble family loyal to His Majesty destroy the market, ship a large number of goods, and sell the backlog of goods at a low price.

Force other people to do it. "

Su Xi's plan is very ruthless.

It's not that Datang has no supplies, but those supplies are in the hands of nobles and big businessmen.

Big merchants are waiting for Xungui to finish eating, while Xungui is waiting to sell to the country to earn high profits.

Both Changsun Wuji and Wei Zheng were dumbfounded.

Both of them are not fools. Su Xi said that they don't understand the transaction tax, but they know the consequences of squeezing the market, which is definitely a big price reduction.

Commodities such as people's livelihood, such as sugar, silk, etc., will jump off the building and have a big discount, and then someone will buy them in large quantities.

With the stimulus, there will be taxes.

Shi Wanbao was in a good mood.

As a gangster, he likes to use this method very much.

"We need a lonely minister, and we need someone who can take the blame and still be capable."

Shi Wanbao said calmly.

"Samurai is not bad."

Su Xi said lightly.

Shi Wanbao thought about it, and it was indeed good.

"Born as a merchant."

"Don't you just know the businessman?"

Shi Wanbao was speechless.

Indeed, aren't businessmen just making money?

What a perfect match.

Shi Wanbao didn't know what to say.

Changsun Wuji and Wei Zheng were fortunate that their family did not have any business related to people's livelihood.

The two had already anticipated the consequences of the storm.

The titles in the early Tang Dynasty were not valuable, or the value preservation was extremely low.

Li Er liked to kill people with titles, and it was the same when Changsun Wuji came to power and during Li Zhi's time. There were very few titles devolved, and many nobles were killed.

The two knew that there must be some unscrupulous guys who would jump out, and Li Er had someone who was responsible, so he would definitely kill a wave.

Anyway, they are all his father's people and have a relationship with him.

Vulgar, this is a vulgar person.

Su Xi wrote an "idea" about the transaction tax, yes, it is an idea, and they need to make up for the rest.

In the city of Chang'an, the samurai who was planning to go to Lizhou to be an official, received Li Er's order, don't leave, come back to be an official, the servant of the household department, the deputy minister, and hang out with Shi Wanbao.

As long as you do a good job, you can change jobs after two years.

The samurai wanted to refuse, but he looked at his beautiful wife and his beautiful daughters, forget it, don't bother, his son must be useless, and he will take the blame for His Majesty and leave it to future generations. way.

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