Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 Hu Guang ridiculed Fang Xing a few words after leaving the court today, and those words spread all over Jinling City in an instant.

Civil officials above Grade 4 are not allowed to do business, but Wu Xun does not have this taboo.

The key is that Hu Guang pointed out Fang Xing's essence sharply: Your baby likes to raise the banner of Daming's interests in everything, but every day you do business, the money goes into your own pockets. What are Daming's interests?

"Uncle Xing He is tying himself up this time, Master Hu is too powerful!"

"He keeps saying that the literati is shameless, but where does he get better? It's not the same as competing with the people for profit!"

"Do you really think he is a saint? They are all raccoon dogs!"

"Yes, hypocrite!"

"..."

And of course Xia Yuanji knew about the matter outside, so when he heard Fang Xing’s question, he said: “It was set by Emperor Taizu Gao, and the door was not allowed to operate, and all were concentrated in collapsed houses. To this day, in fact, these prohibitions are early. Don't waste it, or your restaurant won't open."

Fang Xing smiled: "Emperor Taizu Gao did not suppress business, but wanted to control merchants. The method of centralized trading is ultimately not advisable."

Zhu Yuanzhang was not allowed to open business in Nanjing that year. Those merchants had no choice. The goods were piled up on ships and outside the city. As a result, it was cheaper for the middle-aged.

In the end, the boss felt that it was not a common practice, so he built more than a dozen buildings, allowing business people to concentrate on trading here.

"Thirty-one tax, this is very appropriate for the transaction of civil and biological assets, but for some industries, Mr. Xia, I think it is low."

Fang Xing said sternly: "The low tax rate in the time of Emperor Taizu was to revive business, but now it is still so low, in many trades, it can only be cheaper for those merchants."

Xia Yuanji smiled bitterly: "Do you think I don't know? But who is operating those industries? Who is behind? Wu Xun does not charge taxes for business operations, and civil servants rarely pay taxes when doing business with their backs on their backs. Send it to the Ministry of Households, but the official doesn't even want to take it!"

Seeing Fang Xing still wanting to speak, Xia Yuanji stood up and said, "Your subject is too big for the official to handle. Or you can talk to Hu Guang or just make a memorial."

Fang Xing got up and said, "Today's commercial tax is equivalent to nothing. The entire burden is on the farmers. Master Xia, in some places, there are already refugees!"

Xia Yuanji shook his head, "You have to go to your Majesty about this, no one dares to move."

Fang Xing said with a haha, "There is something you can do, such as taxing my family first."

"You are looking for death!"

Xia Yuanji said angrily, "I just got the salt merchant. Are you going to let those honorable officials hate you? Huh!"

Xia Yuanji looked at Fang Xing suspiciously, and then said for a long time: "You, you wouldn't be using a salt merchant as an introduction, you actually want to use the business tax for the operation?"

Fang Xingna posted the account book and said: "Nonsense, Master Xia, as the household secretary, collect taxes!"

"The official doesn't accept it."

Xia Yuanji didn't want to take this hot potato, so he hurriedly prepared to flash people.

Fang Xing didn't stop him, but just sat in his chair and smiled: "If you don't accept it today, then I will make my home here!"

Xia Yuanji had walked to the door and saw Fang Xing's determined appearance. He stamped his feet and said: "Get up, go to the saint with the official."

"No need."

Fang Xing opened the wooden box he had brought, and pointed to the treasure inside and said, "Fang believes that the tax rate of the first fresh product should be set at twenty one tax. This is the account book. As for the Tian Fu also in it, Fang is finished. NS."

Fang Xing squeezed Xia Yuanji out of the room and walked away.

But Xia Yuanji was dumbfounded with these treasures and books.

Accept? Under what name?

If you don't accept it, it's a bit unreasonable, so Xia Yuanji felt that he was sitting on the wax.

After thinking about it, Xia Yuanji picked up the wooden box and took the account book to find Zhu Di.

If you have difficulty, find the boss, this is the unspoken rule of Daming officialdom.

Zhu Di was dealing with political affairs with a few bachelors. Hearing that Xia Yuanji had come, he smiled and said, "Lao Xia, didn't he come to me to complain? Let him come in."

After the household department became rich, all yamen began to open their mouths to ask for money. In the end, Xia Yuanji had no choice but to ask them to come to Zhu Di.

Xia Yuanji saluted, got up and took a look at Hu Guang, and then explained the whole story...

"Your Majesty, Xing He Bo voluntarily pays taxes in accordance with the standard of twenty one tax. The previous ones are not missing, they are all here."

I said!

When Yang Rong was horrified, he immediately looked at Hu Guang, thinking that you would wake up from the run, but he immediately hit you back.

But Zhu Di's expression was a bit complicated. He looked at the account book placed on the imperial case, and said quietly: "How about this, you wait to try to say it."

Everyone looked at each other, Yang Shiqi looked down, Jin Youzi wanted to speak but stopped, Yang Rong was eager to try, but Hu Guang couldn't help but speak.

The water that I poured out must be taken back anyway.

Looking at the account book and treasure notes on the imperial case, Hu Guang said bitterly in his heart: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks it should not be too hasty for this matter, and you should take it slowly."

This is being ridiculed in the morning and slapped in the afternoon!

Sure enough, it was Fang Dehua's magnanimous way of doing things.

"Are you hesitating?"

Zhu Di sneered and said, "Commercial and taxation are in vain, don't you wait for nothing?"

Salt merchant!

The word came out of Yang Rong's head. He just felt cold on his body, and when he looked up, he saw that Yang Rong was also surprised.

Hu Guang bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, it's hard to collect business taxes. As long as you open a mouth, the little officials underneath will be like wolves and tigers. Then..."

"Your Majesty, Xing He Bo has a memorial to enter."

Hu Guang was agitated, and then saw that the memorial was delivered to Zhu Di's hands.

Zhu Di looked at it, then handed it to the chief eunuch: "Nan it."

After a dry cough, the **** said: "...Now I have enough for tomorrow, but nine out of ten of them come from farm taxation. Your Majesty, the farming field is in a state of erosion. Civil and military collusion, eat empty salaries, and flee from the army. Good thing, there are even field devourers..."

Hu Guang was a little dazed~www.NovelMTL.com~ He felt that Daming was already comparable to Zhenguan and Kaiyuan at this time, and Yongle's prosperous age will leave a lot of history in the annals.

But... Fang Xing's memorial was like a slap, and it hurt his face.

"...The southeast tax burden is the best in the world, but the culture and education are also the best in the world..."

Yang Rong was agitated, looking at Hu Guang who was hanging in front of him, he felt a little sympathy in his heart.

This is a living revealing the so-called flourishing face of Hu Guang's mouth!

"... I prefer to treat literati, and all the scholars, scholars, officials... can be exempted from paying taxes, which has attracted a lot of contributions, and the place for taxation is decreasing. However, the taxation collected by the Korean government from this place every year is still not reduced. , Causing the poor to become poorer. Whenever they pay taxes, most of them borrow loans and pay them with land when they are due, and their families fled and fled..."

This is a fighting essay accusing literati of shamelessness!

Zhu Yuanzhang treats gentry preferentially, but that is conditional: those who have a poor family and cannot afford to pay can be exempted by the local officials.

But now this policy of helping literati in need has long since become a tool for the gentry to earn money frantically, and this is where land mergers came about.

Zhu Di waved his hand to stop the **** for a while, and then asked, "When will Daming be exempted from the tax on the world's best scholars?"

There is no sound in the hall...

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