Chapter 55: My Heart Hurts!
It is impossible for Jinyiwei to be unemployed, and the reason why this situation has occurred in the officialdom of Liaozhou is just a special case.
In fact, don't look at how righteous and awe-inspiring the officials of Liaozhou are now, if you really let Jinyiwei investigate slowly, nine out of ten of them are not clean under their buttocks, all of them are unjustly skinned, and there are leaks when they kill one another.
One of the reasons why these spirits are now playing with their lives to do a good job in disaster relief is because Yang Shaofeng and Yang Daqin are still in Liaozhou, holding the royal flag monk square sword in their hands, and they will make two strokes on everyone's necks if they have nothing to do: Do you know what this is? Either work hard or peel the grass!
Another reason is that I want to wash my name.
How stupid the common people are, no matter how greedy and bad these officials and men used to be, even if they had pus on the top of their heads and sores on the soles of their feet and gave birth to their sons, they all got a good reputation for loving the people like sons this time!
The common people who remember good and not evil only know that these officials and old men, like the soldiers of Liaozhou Wei, jumped into the embankment at the most dangerous time and blocked the flood with their bodies, this is the great benefactor who saved lives!
In the past, the people forgot about greedy for some silver, occupying a people's daughter, and changing their ways to buy people's land!
And for these officials, they have made enough money before, if this time through the flood relief is successfully whitewashed, even if the Son of Heaven wants to kill himself, he has to consider whether the people will agree, how cost-effective!
Well, the Ming Law stipulates that if an official is wronged, the local people can elect a respected villager to appeal in Beijing.
Yang Shaofeng, who knows how fucked up people's hearts are, will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity.
What is Disaster Relief?
Disaster relief is a smokeless war in which women are treated as men and men are used as livestock, and it is a war against the sky against God to seize time and life.
Yang Shaofeng looked at the hot construction site in front of him, bags of cement that had just been produced were mixed into mud, and then pushed to the river embankment one by one, and then shaped with things like bamboo and iron bars and bricks.
Zhu Zhanji, who had been silent next to him, suddenly pointed to the busy crowd and said, "When the embankment is completed this time, plus the roads you want to build are planned, we should go back to Shuntianfu, right?" ”
Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "Who knows, it's not our brother's decision to do this now, it depends on what Your Majesty and his old man mean." ”
PS: Today's sacrifice for "Zheng Ba Spring and Autumn", by the way, ask for a ticket and a reward! It's a new week, let's rush forward, shall we? The chrysanthemums of several bigwigs in front of them are very good-looking~
Turning his head to look at the fields that looked white because of the lime sprinkled all over the place, Yang Shaofeng chuckled again and said, "Besides, the aftermath here can only be regarded as just beginning." ”
Zhu Zhanji nodded, but said with some relief: "Speaking of which, this trip to disaster relief is indeed an eye-opener for me.
The officials did their duty, and the squires did not take the opportunity to occupy the people's fields, and you, a salted fish-like chincha, also showed the side of a hot-blooded man, good, very good. ”
Yang Shaofeng sneered and said, "If I hadn't held Shang Fang's sword on the river embankment, those veteran soldiers and those officials would have run away long ago."
Those squires are also bird-like, if it weren't for the fact that Ben Qincha and you, His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, were here, and the imperial court opened the Jinong Warehouse and the Reserve Warehouse, 800 of these 1,000 people would have lost their fields. ”
Zhu Zhanji pursed his lips, ignored Yang Shaofeng's sarcasm, and instead pointed to Yi Xiao and Bai Geng, who were busy with the young men in the distance: "Speaking of which, your two protégés are not bad, go back and let them go to me?" ”
Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji and squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Dreaming!" ”
Beigong Jun looked at Zhu Zhanji, who had an ugly face, and then at Yang Shaofeng, and couldn't help but persuade: "Why is this the best thing?" Your two protégés have entered the Taisun Mansion, and the future is promising. ”
Yang Shaofeng snorted coldly and said, "Two protégés! Benchin has a total of two protégés! He Zhu Erjiu was not polite, as soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled the two of them away, where did Ben Qin find such two protégés? ”
Zhu Zhanji said with a gloomy face: "Don't be ignorant, aren't they worshipping under your door just to study for the imperial examination?" Why did you lose them when you entered my Taisun Mansion? ”
Yang Shaofeng sneered: "I don't treat them badly, but I lose it!" I also hope that these two guys can play an exemplary role and cultivate more Yi Xiao and Bai Geng in the future! ”
Zhu Zhanji heaved and said, "You can make a face, do you still expect more scholars to worship under your door?" Look at the notoriety you used to torture them, and then look at the fact that no one has come to the door until now, you still don't give up? ”
Yang Shaofeng said: "There will always be those who are not afraid of death, if you can't do it, just throw the two of them to teach in my family's Yushan Academy, and those babies of the Yang family Zhuangzi will definitely be able to produce a few more decent ones." ”
Zhu Zhanji glanced at Yang Shaofeng suspiciously: "No, why didn't I see it, you have such lofty ideals as a salted fish?" ”
After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhanji didn't wait for Yang Shaofeng to say anything nonsense such as slandering people's innocence out of thin air, but directly turned the topic to other questions: "That, last time you said that you would never add to it, I guess there will be news soon." ”
Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "This is something that Your Majesty and the princes of the court have to consider, what are we studying these things for?" Is braised pork not delicious? Or is this disaster relief thing out of the way? ”
Zhu Zhanji said angrily: "It's this salted fish again!" Never give more, when the official edict arrives in Liaozhou, what do you think will happen to the people of Liaozhou? ”
Yang Shaofeng said: "What's my business? Never add to the tax and never add it, think about the tax that my Yang family Zhuangzi has to pay every year, I feel panicked in my heart! ”
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Zhu Laosi found that he had lost a lot.
Just when Yang Shaofeng was standing on the river embankment and taking the soldiers of Liaozhou Wei to play with his life, Zhu Zhanji had asked Wu Ming to send out the song Shu also into Zhu Laosi's hands.
Never give.
Unlike Zhu Zhanji, who still had to ponder for a long time, and even needed Yang Shaofeng to explain slowly, Zhu Laosi immediately thought of raising taxes when he saw the four words "never add taxes".
Judging from the calculations of the Four Heavenly Kings and the Hubu Shangshu Xia Lao's calculation of the autumn tax in the thirteenth year of Yongle, as well as the estimation of the spring tax in the fourteenth year of Yongle, the proportion of commercial tax will be larger and larger, and the proportion of civil tax will be smaller and smaller.
If the emperor goes crazy again and exempts the tax in kind, that is, he doesn't even want food, then the proportion of the people's endowment will be infinitely close to zero.
Of course, it is impossible for Zhu Laosi to go crazy to that point, and even if Zhu Laosi is crazy, it is impossible for Xia Laosi to agree to such a ridiculous will.
It is one thing to reduce or reduce people's taxes, but it is another thing to collect or not to collect grain.
When it's good to smash people's yards today, there is never too much food - who knows when his old man will go to smash Arutai's house again.
After passing the anger with the Four Great Heavens and Xia Lao, Zhu Laosi really issued an edict of never giving money at a certain day at the Great Court Meeting, and by the way, Liaozhou, Shuntianfu, Henan, Shandong, and other rain-stricken places were all exempted.
This inexplicable edict of never giving money undoubtedly hit an unspeakable point of the civil officials - no emperor has shouted the four words of never giving money since ancient times, and to the king Yu Yaoshun is the lifelong dream of every scholar.
What does this mean?
This means that those of us who read books have made meritorious contributions to the king, and we will leave a name in history in the future!
In other words, the most direct thing to say, don't care about his old Zhu family's country, our group of courtiers are going to be blown up, and everyone has to think of our good son!
However, in addition to the collective climax of the court bosses, the local officials hated it.
Zhu Laosi not only issued an edict that would never be given, but also specially sent someone to read it out loud, ensuring that everyone in the countryside knew the news - isn't this a pit official!
And the people of Liaozhou naturally fell into a carnival.
This emperor is not bad, and the immortal tablet is not in vain!
Compared with the ecstasy of the people, Yang Shaofeng took the newspaper with a confused face, and looked at Zhu Zhanji, who was sitting in front of him: "Is it really never endowed?" ”
Zhu Zhanji pouted and said, "Didn't you say that you can raise taxes?" As long as the people don't increase the people's endowment, who will care if those merchants increase taxes or not. ”
Yang Shaofeng nodded, and then looked at Zhu Zhanji with a painful face: "Then how do I count my cement and lime factory?" Ouch, my heart! It's starting to hurt again! ”
After pondering for a while, Yang Shaofeng continued: "By the way, I can still evade taxes, and make the accounts smarter, if I can't do it, I won't pay it, what can the government do to me?" ”
Zhu Zhanji, who was still thinking about laughing at Yang Shaofeng just now, suddenly came back to his senses: "What do you want to say?" Are you saying that those merchants will find ways to evade taxes? ”
Yang Shaofeng nodded: "It turns out that I earn 100,000 taels of silver a year, and I will pay a tax of 122 taels of silver, and now you want me to pay a tax of 33 taels of silver, don't you want my life?" ”
As soon as Lin Yu heard Yang Shaofeng's words, he immediately answered: "That is, Drunken Immortal Mansion only makes a few dollars a year, and now he actually has to pay so many taxes, and he doesn't let people live!" ”
Zhu Zhanji sighed, stared at Lin Yu and said: "The income of Drunken Immortal Building in Yongle for the twelfth year is 100,000 taels, according to the information obtained by this son, the capital should be about 10,000 taels, that is to say, the net income of Drunken Immortal Lou is 90,000 taels a year?" ”
As soon as he heard Zhu Zhanji's words, Lin Yu couldn't help but look at Yang Shaofeng pitifully: "Brother-in-law? ”
Yang Shaofeng snorted, and turned to Zhu Zhanji: "What do you know?" Drunken Immortal Building wants to open a branch, doesn't it need capital? You're too much of a bully! ”
Zhu Zhanji laughed angrily: "Okay, what you said makes sense, what you said is right!" But you have to pay this tax! Otherwise, you will wait to be hung by Your Majesty on the city gate tower to dry! ”