Among the four tasks assigned by his executive committee, the recruitment of labor can barely cope with it, although it is discounted for him; Land intensification, relying on the Committee of Agriculture and the Tiandihui, can be regarded as a passable answer; Disaster relief and replanting, this is the strong point of the regime, and there is a special person in charge, so it will not be impossible to deal with it.

However, the most important food problem is still not at all.

The shortfall of disaster relief grain and seed grain was temporarily replenished from the Qiongshan grain depot of the Planning Institute with the approval of the Planning Institute, but this grain account, Wu De would have calculated with him sooner or later. If I don't give a satisfactory answer to the food issue to the Government Council and the Planning Institute, my report card in Qiongshan for most of the past six months will not be wonderful.

It's really hard for local officials to do it. Liu Xiang sighed from the bottom of his heart, in the past, he only felt that the magistrate was simply the emperor of the soil, the real "Baili Hou", but this good feeling has now been shattered.

"I'm thinking about it, too." Liu Xiang dealt vaguely, "You can't get food, do you have any way?" ”

Chang Shide smiled implicitly: "No wonder Du Wen said that you have had the warmth and tone of the petty bourgeoisie since you arrived in Qiongshan." Of course, there is food, it depends on your means. ”

Liu Xiang knew that he had often been used as a target on "Red Flag" recently. Although there are not many people to watch, it also adds some small annoyances to him.

"You think so too? I'm worried that we have decided on Qiongshan at the beginning, and people's hearts are unstable, so it is not appropriate to make it too ......jī strong," Liu Xiang always thought that Chang Shide was a "moderate", but he didn't expect that his attitude was also very jī at times. He nodded and said, "I'll think again!" ”

Liu Xiang returned to the county office, he had no one to discuss this matter, Chang Shide had already made his attitude clear, but he was not a local cadre after all, and he lacked direct interests, as for Wan Lihui, Yang Yun and other veterans who came to disaster relief, they were even more irrelevant people. He felt that he was lonely, and he simply couldn't find anyone to discuss when it came to major decisions.

To use coercion, of course, it is convenient. There is no even need for the General Administration of Political Security and the county office to make all kinds of black materials, as long as a few of the big families who don't listen to greetings on weekdays are detained in the county, and the next day a meeting is held to apportion, and each family has to obediently pay all the grain.

But he didn't want to use this kind of coercion in his heart, he always felt that it seemed that he didn't have the "ability" Liu Xiang has been struggling with this matter recently.

"Why doesn't Lao Tzu have the ability to travel through the inspiration of the protagonist in the novel?" Behind his desk, he muttered as he flipped through the newly received documents from the Treasury Department.

After flipping through a few pages, he came across a document on the collection of summer taxes. Serious big thing. He quickly took a closer look.

The document is very long, and everything is written down in every detail. Because the independent tax department has just been formed, the tax system is not perfect, and there are not enough people. For the time being, it is not possible to set up local tax bureaus with vertical leadership. Therefore, the tax collection by each county is currently formulated by the State Administration of Taxation to formulate specific policies and tax rates, and the county offices organize their own grain collection bureaus to collect taxes. The professionals of the Bureau of Food Collection shall be guided and presided over by a number of personnel dispatched by the Department of the Director of Finance on short-term business trips.

According to the notice of the Ministry of Finance and Directors: this year, except for the trial implementation of the new tax system in Lingao, the summer and autumn taxes of each county will continue to be carried out in accordance with the Ming government's system of levy per mu; In the areas where the acres of land have been cleared, the number of acres of land should be strictly collected in accordance with the number of acres in the newly acquired land register; In areas where the acres of land have not been cleared, they will continue to be levied according to the fish scale books stored in each county; The levy of the additional levy on the grain ration was stopped; All kinds of miscellaneous taxes are levied and abolished by each county at its own discretion according to local conditions.

The maximum amount of grain collected by each county shall not exceed 180% of the old collection amount, and the minimum shall not be less than KC%, but the document clearly stipulates that it is necessary to ensure that the past situation of "floating income" and "additional distribution" does not occur again, and to ensure that every grain collected and every penny is clear and has accounts to check. It is absolutely impossible to fatten a large number of managers in the name of collecting the imperial grain and national tax.

As for the way of paying taxes, except for Lingao, the counties will try to make negotiable coupons, grain and silver taels and copper coins on a trial basis, and they will no longer be subject to collection. The tax must be exchanged for a grain circulation voucher at the price of the grain in order to be paid.

Liu Xiang looked at it very carefully, maybe he could make up his mind on the summer tax? He suddenly came to his senses: apportionment is certainly not good, but taxation is a reasonable and legal thing.

Of course, this tax cannot be levied on the common people, but must be paid from large households.

"Hmph, see where you can slide!" Liu Xiang thought of this group of gentlemen, and the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled, "This is the system set by Zhu Baba..."

He continued to look at the documents, and the zuihou of the documents was a thick book of "Detailed Accounts of Old Taxes in Qiongzhou Prefecture. Qiongshan County Fascicle", which is also stamped with a "confidential" stamp in red. This is a reference material compiled by the Department of Finance and the Department of Finance on the basis of historical classics, the confessions of the county shelf file room and the household room book, and is specially distributed to the county offices for use.

Liu Xiang doesn't know anything about the tax system, and of course he doesn't plan to do it on his behalf, but he has a strong interest in how much tax he can collect. At first glance, I was disappointed, because the summer tax in Qiongshan County was only eight stones and six buckets. Not even a fraction of Qiu Fu.

Looking down further, I saw various names such as "commercial tax", "fishing class", "miscellaneous sè", "soil tribute", "miscellaneous needs", "conscription" and so on, and I couldn't help but be full of light and make money!

Don't look at the amount of money for each name, but there are many kinds, from fish gelatin, feathers, medicinal herbs, silk and cotton, and suede to the paper, pen and ink used in the office of the yamen, the work and food of officials and officials, and almost everything from zuihou to Sheji and Confucian temples must be levied from the people: some are silver, some are grain, some are all kinds of groceries, and some are forced labor. Except for a part of the wealth collected from these levies, which was to be turned over to the state treasury, most of it was left for local use. If grain is a national tax, then most of these miscellaneous taxes are local taxes. Daming's states and counties basically run on these revenues.

For Liu Xiang, the biggest gain is in conscription. The entire Qiongzhou Mansion has a total of 7 official levy burdens, after Wanli adopted a whip law, these levies have basically adopted the mode of silver service, Qiongzhou Mansion only has 1 tael of the positive amount of levy silver, of course, according to the consistent practice of this time and space, the document pointed out that the actual levy amount of this levy silver is about ~ between 2.

Qiongshan County, as the first county of the whole prefecture, has almost 600 servants at the prefecture and county levels, that is to say, even if there is no floating income, Liu Xiang can get at least two pieces of silver. Coupled with other miscellaneous taxes and miscellaneous factions, it is not a problem for Qiongshan County to complete the two summer taxes.

Naturally, Liu Xiang would never be satisfied with only five thousand taels, and he immediately took care of the retained personnel in the county government, and Ma Benyuan found it.

Ma Benyuan was originally the "relation" of the Gou family in Qiongshan, and after the collapse of the Gou family, he was coerced and incorporated by Lin Baiguang with black materials, and became a member of the Qiongshan Intelligence Network. On the surface, he is still a retained person of the Yamen of Qiongzhou Prefecture.

Ma Benyuan is smart and capable, and he is a person who knows the times. If it was forced to serve Lin Baiguang in the past, after the Battle of Chengmai, as soon as the banner of the Ming Dynasty fell, he served the "thief" without any psychological obstacles.

He is the old land of Qiongzhou Mansion and knows the local situation very well. Now, although there is no formal appointment, it is actually a secret adviser to the Qiongshan County Office.

After listening to Liu Xiang's thoughts, he thought for a moment, and then asked with the thief's bright eyes: "Chief, you want to get this money from the heads of the big gentry, have you ever asked what is the attitude of the executive committee?" This cannot be done without great determination. ”

Ma Benyuan was very attentive to the political system of the "leaders".

"No problem." Liu Xiang nodded.

"It's not difficult, it's just too much of a shame for the gentry. Please also pay attention to the chief. ”

Liu Xiang was puzzled: "What kind of face is swept?" ”

"Chief, you are going to engage in an errand ...... for the officials and gentry," Ma Benyuan couldn't help lowering his voice when he said this, as if he had said something rebellious.

Liu Xiang had seen this in the novel, but he didn't understand it very well. Ma Benyuan saw that the chief looked ignorant, and hurriedly explained that according to the system of this dynasty, people with meritorious names can be exempted from a certain number of taels of conscription according to their rank, which is the same as being exempted from two stone grains if they are admitted to Xiucai, and they all contain the meaning of preferential treatment of scholars and gentry.

According to Liu Xiang's calculations, the 600 ding of the levy silver is now ready to be apportioned to the large gentry in the county, and it is not realistic to ask the common people to pay the levy silver after the disaster.

"Silver is still a trivial matter, your old announcement that you want the gentry to pay the conscription silver, they might as well mourn the concubine?" Ma Benyuan continued to whisper, "I'm afraid it's not in line with the above's 'stable situation, the big policy, right?' ”

Liu Xiang suddenly realized: No wonder Ma Benyuan spoke so mysteriously. It turned out to be a G-spot. After pressing, the scholars of Qiongshan County will definitely **. He remembered the various plots in the novels and film and television dramas he had read, and nodded.

In essence, he was not interested in the attitude of these people, and under the rule of the Senate, there was no status of gentry and scholars, and if he really wanted to make a fuss, he would simply clean them up.

He didn't particularly trust Ma Benyuan, and he didn't show his true attitude, but just nodded and said, "I understand." You go back first. Then he added, "I have to be careful to keep my conversation with you confidential. ”

"Yes, I know, little one." Ma Benyuan looked at Liu Xiang, stopped talking, and cautiously retreated.