Chapter Ninety-Six: The Messy Li Er

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As soon as the hawker's "famous saying" came out, Li Er was stunned for a moment, didn't react to what it meant, and muttered for a while, "Dabao, I know about this death, Taishi Gong said that people are inherently dead, so death is inevitable, but this tax, many people with titles in my Datang are tax-free, otherwise why do people work hard to serve the country and get a knighthood?" ”

The peddler shook his head, "Your Majesty is wrong, it is understandable to serve the country and earn a knighthood, but paying taxes is a human obligation, not to mention, where do the officials' salaries and soldiers' salaries come from, you can't keep it alone, Your Majesty, this has to come from taxes."

"These are taxes paid by farmers and merchants!"

The peddler looked at Li Er with a wry smile: "Your Majesty thinks that the taxes paid by farmers and merchants are enough?" And now many merchants are attached to the name of the person who has a knighthood, that is, for the sake of having a knighthood tax exemption, in the long run, does Your Majesty think that you can still receive the merchant's tax? ”

"Aren't there still peasants?"

The peddlers don't know what to say about Li Er, the taxes in ancient times are really fucked, the rich don't pay taxes, and the taxes and fees for those who can't eat enough, uh, it seems that it's not just like this in ancient times, forget it, this point is a bit far-fetched!

The dry lifting of the bar couldn't convince Li Er, so the peddler had to take himself as an example: "Your Majesty, let's not talk about others, just take myself as an example, I can pay 30,000 or 40,000 yuan in taxes for Your Majesty after working for two months, just ask how much peasant tax Your Majesty needs to collect to get such an effect?" ”

"This" Li Er twisted his beard and stopped talking. It is true that peasants are busy all year round for little money. If you want to meet the tax standard of hawkers, you are not afraid of 50,000 or 60,000 people!

Is it really like what the national teacher said, do you have to open some new tax sources? But those old friends who followed him to fight the country probably won't be happy. It's hard to do!

In fact, as far as the hawker himself is concerned, he doesn't want to pay taxes, when he set up a stall, the hawker didn't spend much effort on the management fee of a few yuan, but now his identity is different, the hawker feels that he still has to set an example, he doesn't want to be remembered, the pig is fattened to a certain extent, it must be a death, and now paying some taxes by himself is equivalent to paying protection money to Li Er.

And you can use this to hit other sects, such as those bald donkeys. As we all know, the reason why the ancient people cut their hair and became monks in the year of war and natural disasters was to go to the temple to eat, and the second was that in addition to the dignitaries, the monks also did not pay taxes, so today, as a Taoist person, he took the initiative to pay taxes to Li Er, which is also a signal to the people of the world that the Taoist gate is not Pixiu. In this way, the Taoist sect is compared with other religions, and the judgment is high!

Li Er thought about it for a long time with a cigarette in his mouth, and his spirit was about to collapse. Now Li Er is a little confused about what the hawker thinks, this product is usually terrible, and the palace buys his things. It's not okay to lose a penny, but today he sent tens of thousands of yuan so generously. If something goes wrong, it will be a demon.

Rubbing his aching brain, Li Er decided that he didn't want to do it. Anyway, it's a good thing to have money to take "Dabao, okay, I'll let the household department accept the tax this time, as for what you said about the inevitable thing of paying taxes, let me think about it again, I'm afraid that suddenly collecting taxes from everyone will cause dissatisfaction"

The peddler waved his hand, "I just proposed it to Your Majesty, how to decide is your business, don't say that I proposed it when you go out, I'm afraid of being beaten"

Li Er also understands the key, if according to the hawker's idea, this has moved too many people's cakes, since this matter is not in a hurry, he still thinks about it and implements it "Well, Dabao, don't worry, I won't say it, by the way, I want to ask, are you also taxed by everyone?" ”

The peddler did not answer directly, and made a detour "In principle" This is very meaningful, what is in principle, look at the legal text, it is clearly written that as a citizen, you have the obligation to pay taxes, but what the actual situation is, everyone understands, the rich have 10,000 ways to avoid taxes, and the poor can only be slaughtered.

However, in principle, this is also a little more advanced than the concept of the Tang Dynasty, people's magnates don't have to pay a penny of tax, and they can also enjoy various benefits, but then again, people's magnates enjoy treatment while still doing things for the country, and the money is also spent in the Tang Dynasty, there is no asset transfer happening, and every piece of meat is rotten into their own pot!

Li Er extinguished the cigarette in his hand and decided not to think about it, but Li Er took the liberty of asking a question, "Dabao, how do you peasants pay taxes?" ”

The hawker's answer made Li Er's expression change to a husky blown by the eighth-level wind, which was extremely messy: "Farmers, farmers don't pay taxes, and they will be subsidized according to the amount of acres of land every year."

Maybe the impact of this statement is too huge, Li Er hasn't moved for a long time, and the adjectives of this can be used as dumbfounded, dumbfounded, etc., for a long time, Li Er trembled and picked up the teacup and drank saliva to hide his shock.

Agricultural subsidies, agricultural subsidies, farming subsidies are actually given, Li Er absolutely what he learned before What is the way of the emperor, the way of governing the world is all bullshit, this baby's worldview and outlook on life have been completely subverted.

Li Er covered his head and waved his hand at the hawker, "You send the steel to the Ministry of Industry first, I'll be alone quietly" The hawker got up and left.

Li Er stood up from behind his desk, turned around the office vigorously with his hands behind his back, and lit cigarettes one after another, Li Er felt that his thoughts had never been so confused, and he had never thought about the relationship between taxes and the state, but the few words of the hawker today opened another window for Li Er.

The eldest grandson walked into Li Er's study with a plate of dim sum and fruits, and saw Li Er standing in front of the window as a statue, afraid that Li Er would be cold, so he went over and closed the window, "Erlang, eat some snacks"

Li Er waved his hand, "I can't eat it."

The eldest grandson sent a piece of dim sum to Li Er's mouth, "Eat some, Dabao passed by some cakes from me just now, they taste very good"

Li Er looked down at the pastry in the eldest grandson's hand, and smiled bitterly, "This big treasure, there is him everywhere"

The eldest grandson watched Li Er swallow the cake slowly, and asked curiously, "What's the matter, Dabao has blocked you again?" I said you too, you don't know his temperament, sometimes he doesn't have a score, he has no brains, can you be angry with him?"

Li Er shook his head, "Guanyin, you are wrong this time, what I have a headache now is that he suddenly said something very brainy."

It was the turn of the eldest grandson to be surprised, "Hey, Dabao still has a brain, what did he say, making Erlang give you such a headache?" ”

Li Er repeated what the vendor had just said to the eldest grandson, and the eldest grandson, who had a delicate heart, took Li Er's hand and stood by the window as a sculpture.

The peddler left the palace, drove to the yamen of the Ministry of Works, and arrogantly shouted inside, "Is there any panting, come out?"

It's unlikely that a handsome guy in his thirties or forties will come out of it, "I don't know if the national teacher is coming, and I miss the welcome, please forgive me."

The hawker looked at it, and the person who came to know him was also a Taoist friend, "Duan Daoyou, why are you in charge of the Ministry of Works?" ”

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