Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

The Sun Shangzhong disposed of today is just one of the more typical ones.

In fact, the business tax is a piece of fat, and many officials, large and small, from the court and the public are staring at it.

In the Ming Dynasty, the status of merchants was extremely low, so that any small official could dictate to the merchants.

They arbitrarily raise taxes in the name of the country and are mean to businessmen.

And because the country looks down on businessmen prevailing, the relevant legislation is not perfect.

There is no institution at all that says to protect the interests of businessmen.

Therefore, even if Yang Rong looked at Sun Shangzhong and the others every day, and filled his own pockets in the name of the Ministry of Household, he could only bear it when he was angry.

Because after all, this business tax was also set by Emperor Taizu.

Easily unchangeable.

And once it is changed, the DPRK and China will be very involved.

Even if he is in a high position, it is difficult to guarantee that he will be able to retire in the case of offending hundreds of officials.

But it is different now.

Someone has already spoken and brought the matter of business tax to the table.

It wasn't him who came out.

He's a facilitator at best.

Why not seize the opportunity, strike while the iron is hot, and persuade the emperor to solve the major issue of business tax that has been neglected.

Yang Rong thought about this in his heart, and he was even more sure of the idea that he wanted to promote reform.

He glanced at Zhu Di, and bowed his hands bravely,

"Your Majesty, the issue of business tax has been ignored for many years."

"Thirty tax one is too low!"

"If you don't pay attention to it, the top merchants will become richer and richer, while the bottom merchants will become poorer because of insufficient management." "If that day comes, I am afraid that something big will happen!"

Zhu Di nodded. Regarding the issue of commercial tax, Zhu Gaoyu's account has been written very clearly.

Zhu Di understood all these years of ills.

When he proposes it now, it is also motivated by the idea of ​​raising the commercial tax.

It's just that this business tax was set by Emperor Taizu, if it really wants to make a drastic reform.

I'm afraid it will be strongly opposed by conservatives.

Yang Shiqi is an example.

Yang Rong knew Zhu Di's concerns, he pondered for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and stood up, arching his hands towards Zhu Di,

"emperor!"

"The minister thinks that the issue of commercial tax in this book is reasonable."

"First raise the commercial tax to the fifteenth levy one."

"Then you will send an imperial dispatch to a place to directly supervise the local officials."

"Prevent them from exploiting loopholes and deducting the common people."

"As for the status of businessmen, this is not something that can be changed overnight. Let's let it go for now."

"After all, enriching the national treasury is the top priority right now!"

Zhu Di pondered for a while after hearing this, then nodded under Yang Rong's nervous gaze,

"It makes sense."

"Then do it."

Yang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly cupped his hands.

Zhu Di waved his hand and smiled,

"I'll leave this matter to your household department."

"Be careful and enrich the treasury."

"The matter of moving the capital is also settled."

Yang Rong nodded,

"Yes."

Yang Rong couldn't help but admire.

After all, the little prince has an idea and a long-term vision.

Properly raising the commercial tax can not only solve the urgent needs of the country to a certain extent.

It can also protect the interests of bottom-level merchants.

The status of the merchants has been improved, and there will be less turmoil in the country.

It's really a great deed!

Yang Rong bid farewell to the emperor with a proud expression and walked out of the door of Qianqing Palace.

Seeing him like this, Yang Shiqi couldn't help but pour cold water on him.

Yang Shiqi snorted coldly,

"In this way, you have taken care of the business tax."

"Have you ever thought about the great relationship between this?"

Yang Rong looked disdainful,

"This is a great thing that is beneficial to the country and the people. What is there to think about?"

Yang Shiqi looked at him strangely, the old god shook his head and said,

"You still don't know the little prince."

"Little Wangye is essentially a person who can't afford to pay early."

"This matter seems to be that the little prince loves the people like a son and works for the welfare of the people."

"But the little prince is not the emperor."

"Love the people like a son, the emperor is there, does he love this people?"

"The emperor also said that he has no intention of Yi Chu yet."

"That's the case."

"The little prince is in the mansion, isn't it good to be an idle prince?"

"Why do this thankless thing?"

After Yang Shiqi said these words, he ignored Yang Rong who had realized it later, smiled, and walked out of the palace.

Yang Rong stood on the spot and smacking Yang Shiqi's words repeatedly.

He said so.

It seems to be the case!

The little prince is a royal family member, what does the business tax geometry have to do with him!

If it is said that he loves the people like a son, and insists on saving businessmen from water and fire, then this is too nonsense!

This is not the character of the little prince!

So, what does he want to do? !

Yang Rong had a bad premonition in his heart...

Chapter 180

Liang Wangfu.

Zhu Gaoyu was sitting on the Taishi chair in the main hall with his legs crossed, eating cakes.

Shen Lian walked in in a hurry.

"My lord."

"The emperor has issued a decree to raise the commercial tax to ten to five levies."

"Oh, I see."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded slightly, swallowed the cake in his mouth, and responded casually, with a hint of pride flashing across his face.

very good!

Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!

Zhu Gaoyu took a bite of the cake and waved at Shen Lian,

"Okay, you go down first."

"Bring me the door."

"Yes."

Shen Lian stepped back.

As soon as Shen Lian left the door, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang-!"

"Who is this?!"

Zhu Gaoyu frowned upon hearing the sound, and walked forward impatiently to open the door.

Zhu Zhanji?

Why is he here? !