After recognizing Han Chengke, Zhu Cihong did not alarm him and continued to eat and drink.

Han Chengke didn't pay attention to Zhu Cihong's side, blindly drinking tea and eating peanuts there, as if he had something in his heart.

After a slightly embarrassing silence, suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums opening the way outside the door.

Everyone looked up, only to see a large group of people walking on the official road outside, including officers and soldiers, masters, maids, and Chang Sui, etc., and they were all star-studded guards around an official sedan chair.

"Who is this, the pomp is about to catch up with Qincha!"

Zhu Cihong frowned, his face displeased.

Hearing only a muffled sound, Han Chengke threw the tea bowl on the table, and said with a dark face: "Hmph, it's just a seven-rank county, what a big pie!" ”

When the favorite proprietress heard this, she hurriedly said: "Hey, guest officer, can you say that, where can you be an official without pomp?" ”

She couldn't stop talking, and began to talk non-stop in front of Han Yushi, saying things like 'the people don't fight with the officials' and 'the guest officials are careful to get into trouble'.

Zhu Cihong couldn't help but glance at Han Chengke, as the imperial history of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the style of officials and other things, he still has the right to manage, and I don't know how he will act.

Han Chengke's patience was very good, not only was he not annoyed by the chatty proprietress, but he took the initiative to talk to him and asked: "Dare to ask the eldest sister, what is the style of this county official in Ji County?" ”

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, where did she dare to answer this kind of question directly, but said ambiguously: "In the past ten years in our Ji County, a total of four magistrates have been replaced, except for the second one who was cut off by the saint in the second year of taking office, the others are basically the same." ”

Then, the proprietress kept talking about it and changed the subject, trying to avoid commenting on the county magistrate.

Han Chengke didn't give up, and continued to ask: "Then how much did this county official collect from fire?" ”

The so-called fire consumption is the depreciation when the local government levies taxes on the people, and the scattered silver paid by the people will be recast into silver ingots by the government, which began with the "one whip law" implemented by Zhang Juzheng in the Wanli period.

However, when the local government collects taxes, the additional "fire consumption" is often greater than the actual "fire consumption", for example, one tael of silver is consumed by fire, and if the tax is ten taels, the people have to pay eleven taels.

One tael of silver costs two denarii, and ten taels of silver have to pay twelve taels of tax.

The fire consumption is not fixed, and only the government itself knows how much it is lost, so the government collects different things from different places, and the difference belongs to the official.

In a word, clean officials want less fire, and corrupt officials want more fire.

A county pays tens of thousands of taels of taxes every year, if you charge an extra penny for every tael, 10,000 taels will be 1,000 taels more, 100,000 taels will be 10,000 taels more, if you charge more than 20,000 taels of silver, the county officials will be developed!

Through the fire consumption, you can intuitively see the greed of the county officials, just now Han Chengke asked the boss about the fire consumption, just now in order to inspect the administration of officials and see how the officials of Ji County are acting.

After hearing this, Zhu Cihong shook his head with a smile, and secretly said that this Han Chengke is really an elm head.

I carried out the reform of the new currency and issued the silver dollar system, one of which was to eliminate the fire consumption fundamentally!

In the past, the people used broken silver to pay taxes, but now they use silver and copper yuan, the face value is fixed, and there is no need to burn the fire at all.

In terms of fire consumption innovation, Zhu Cihong is quite complacent.

The Yongzheng in history carried out the fire consumption credit, it seems that the benevolent government, was blown to the sky, but in fact it is only a fixed amount of fire consumption, not more than two percent of the positive tax, generally between one percent and one percent of five, the people still have to pay, but pay less.

And the new currency system promulgated by Zhu Cihong was directly canceled for fire and silver! The people don't have to pay a copper plate!

Just as Emperor Zhu was immersed in the joy of achievement, the proprietress spoke.

"Since His Majesty the Emperor made silver and copper yuan, the consumption of silver by fire has been canceled, and the officials do not dare to blatantly collect one or two dollars, just ......."

Well? Is there still a situation?

Zhu Cihong pricked up his ears and expressed his concern.

The proprietress sighed and said: "Most of the people who pay taxes with silver yuan are merchants, as well as those of us who do small business, those people who farm the land, they pay for grain, there is no fire consumption, but there is a kicking of food consumption!" ”

"Some time ago, my sister in the countryside was still complaining, saying that the kick of the official master was like kicking into her heart!"

Due to the perennial war and the reduction of grain production due to natural disasters, the Chongzhen Dynasty and even the Tianwu Dynasty in the first few years, the Ming Dynasty was seriously short of food.

Therefore, Zhu Cihong established a basic tax system of 'merchants pay silver, and farmers pay grain' to ensure the supply of the army, the filling of the state warehouse, and the response to natural disasters and wars.

Now it seems that the problems are still very large, especially this kind of drenching and kicking against tax grain.

After listening to the proprietress talk, Han Chengke had a gloomy face, and left without looking back after paying for the tea.

Zhu Cihong's face is also not good-looking, and he also wants to see how this magistrate collects taxes and kicks Hu!

The group got out of the Dragon and Phoenix Inn and hurried to the location of the county government.

On the way, Zhu Cihong happened to meet a family who went to the county government to pay public grain, he spent a lot of money to buy this grain truck, and asked Jin Yiwei to pretend to be this farmer to pay grain for live broadcast.

There are many people in front of the county office, all kinds of flat carts and carts are placed everywhere, and there are many people who come to pay public grain.

Zhu Cihong was mixed in, patiently waiting for the official to show up to collect taxes, but he didn't get it for a long time.

In the backyard of the county government, there was a sound of shouting and kicking sandbags.

I saw that the county magistrate who was swaggering through the city was wearing civilian clothes at this time, and practiced "iron leg skills" in front of a big tree.

The magistrates of the Ming Dynasty were not all weak literati, even before the new imperial examination implemented in the Tianwu Dynasty, they were all capable of writing and martial arts, at least in the attainments of "leg skills", most of them were quite promiscuous.

Since they became magistrates, they began to practice martial arts in their spare time, kicking the big trees hard every day until they reached the realm of "the trees do not move, and the leaves are falling", and it is only a kick of skill, not one more kick!

Why do you want to practice Iron Leg Gong? Is it okay to practice iron palm skills?

Unfortunately, no! The magistrate must practice the iron leg skill hard!

Because this is the foot art of eating, if you don't have this kung fu, you can only be poor for a lifetime.

"Bang! Bang! Bang ....."

After repeated practice, Shi Taigui, the magistrate of Ji County, took a long breath and called it a day.

Next, he will go to the front office to collect grain and test his "skills".

Rao is Shi Zhixian has received public grain several times, and the process is extremely proficient, but he insists on repeatedly practicing iron leg skills before work every time, in order to earn more food.

Because when the people handed over the grain and weighed the grain, he kicked it over, kicked the spilled grain, according to the rules of officialdom, all belonged to him, and he couldn't help but take it seriously!

(End of chapter)