Chapter 19

The winter sun is about to set, and its last rays of afterglow are still left in the world, covering the gray city of Wuchang with a pale yellow halo. The cold wind blowing from the north tightened for a while. It whipped the tall woods along the way, and lifted the loess on the road, and the dust wrapped in dead leaves fluttered aimlessly in the air.

As the afterglow of the setting sun faded, the pale yellow glow slowly turned into a gray twilight, and the twilight slowly enveloped the city.

Tang Haoran leaned back on the circle chair and looked out the window silently, he had been sick for more than a month, and he didn't start to feel better until yesterday afternoon, perhaps because of his weak body, so that he only wrote more than 10,000 words, and he felt a little tired.

It's been two months since I came to this time and space, when I first came, I was penniless, and even eating was a problem, and now, not only do I have no worries about food and clothing, but also am about to serve as the "Hubei Anti-Smoking Committee" in Hubei to try out the "gradual ban on tobacco and soil".

But it is not easy to do a good job, the implementation of monopoly is not just the Huguang Governor's Office issued a "foreign medicine order", stipulating that only the monopoly bureau is allowed to import, manufacture, strictly prohibit the sale or possession of the license, smoking ** must go through a special permit, must go through a strict planning monopoly system, the manufacturing, sales, smoking and other aspects of the strict and detailed regulations, so as to form a strict monopoly system.

"We have to establish a regulatory system first!"

After racking his brains to develop a monopoly method, Tang Haoran decided to study the map of Hubei by himself.

In the entire anti-smoking system, whether it is a strict monopoly system, or a regulatory system, are complementary to each other, the two are indispensable, and the monopoly system can be slowly supplemented in the future, and constantly find its loopholes, but the regulatory system is different, if it is founded at the time of the continuous loopholes, then in the end it will only evolve into a poisonous sores that take people's fat and people's ointment.

"Hubei Province is divided into 10 prefectures, 1 Zhili Department and 1 Zhili Prefecture, under the jurisdiction of 1 department, 6 prefectures, and 60 counties?"

Picking up the kerosene lamp on the table, Tang Haoran lay on the desk and checked the map.

"Every state and county needs to have an authority......"

Staring at the map of Hubei in front of him, Tang Haoran's brows were locked, it seems easy to set up a tobacco and soil management bureau, but in fact, it is far from being as simple as imagined, even if you put aside all kinds of other difficulties, the two most basic problems alone are extremely difficult to solve.

"Employing people and systems."

Once established, the Tobacco and Soil Management Bureau, which will be the largest fat difference, how to eliminate the problems in employment and system?

If the wrong person is used, the Authority will become a place where corruption is rampant, and this is exactly what Tang Haoran tried his best to avoid, for others, perhaps, the purpose of the establishment of the Authority is to collect money, but what he hopes is to reduce the flood of tobacco as much as possible in this ban, so that it can be controlled, and it will become more and more intense.

It is precisely because of this that he will untie the knot in his heart and do this matter by himself, which is better than others reciting this crooked scripture more crookedly, but doing this matter by himself may not be able to correct the crooked scripture, not to mention how many people have a noble purpose to do things, but in the end they are completely ruined by their subordinates, this kind of thing is not uncommon in history.

"It's a big problem!"

Putting down the oil lamp in his hand, Tang Haoran wrote down these two points on the paper, and then wrote on the paper.

"Human rights and matters are mine, and you must not fake others, otherwise everything is empty talk!"

In this era, there are no three chapters of the law, and you can't talk about the success of the business with the money of the government, and how hundreds of supplementary officials in history entered the yamen of the Hubei New Deal are nothing more than bribery, just the annual salaries of these supplementary officials are as much as hundreds of thousands of taels, and the losses they cause are beyond imagination, and it can be said that the destruction of the Hubei New Deal is destroyed in the hands of this group of people.

And the reason why this group of people were able to enter the New Deal Yamen was rooted in Zhang Zhidong, who ran the government to do foreign affairs, and stuffed the "talents" he thought was into the New Deal Yamen, and the New Deal Yamen eventually became the same as the Yamen everywhere, and became a place to hide filth and dirt.

If Zhang Zhidong stuffed people into the Authority?

Without thinking about it, Tang Haoran could think of what the Authority would become.

"Man!"

Raising his head and staring at the map, Tang Haoran repeated.

"How to choose and appoint people?"

This is a problem, and the biggest problem is that now I don't even have a person on hand!

"Not a single one."

Sitting back on the chair, Tang Haoran laughed at himself,

"Do you really think you are something, you can even ban smoking."

Throughout the late Qing Dynasty, the ban on smoking is a dilemma, in fact, the same as the proliferation of local medicines, if the ban on local medicines, legalized foreign drugs will pour into China, even if this "monopoly", also facing foreign pressure, after all, as the world's largest exporter of the United Kingdom, it also relies on the first tax and monopoly to bring huge profits.

Fortunately, there is still the skin of the Westernization Movement, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty will not be completely reduced to the meat of the great powers like five or six years later, otherwise Zhang Zhidong would not have presided over the smoking ban in Shanxi five years ago.

Monopoly, monopoly......

Repeating these two words, leaning on the back of the chair, Tang Haoran frowned, how can monopoly be so specialized, once anything is "specialized", it will inevitably lead to huge profits, and huge profits are the premise of smuggling......

Smuggling!

Tang Haoran's body sat up suddenly, looking at the various matters written on the paper, he noticed that he had neglected a little anti-smuggling!

Since there is a monopoly power, it is necessary to establish an anti-smuggling team to control the ...... Arm!

At this moment, thinking of those two words, Tang Haoran even felt that his breathing became rapid, so much so that even his hands couldn't help trembling slightly.

Smuggling!

Arm!

Thinking about the relationship between the two in his mind repeatedly, staring at the map of Hubei Province, as if seeing a glimmer of light in the dark, Tang Haoran's heart became agitated for a while.

You can have an arm of your own!

With a stirring in his heart, Tang Haoran took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the side, which he ordered Yun'er to buy.

"Smoke a cigarette to refresh ......"

When lighting the cigarette, Tang Haoran's fingers trembled slightly, not so much to refresh himself, but to suppress the shock, yes, it is to suppress the shock, before, he only saw the many problems that need to be faced by the smoking ban, but ignored one point, the ban, not by the mouth to ban, but by violent organs, in later generations, the ban, relying on the police, and in this era, the ban, relying on the army, even the salt government yamen has its own arms, not to mention a tobacco management bureau that can bring millions of benefits every year?

"Have your own armament!"

If the problem Tang Haoran thought about before was only how to run the Authority, then now what he is thinking about is how to establish an army of his own under the guise of the Authority.

Five years, no, four years, in another four years, the First Sino-Japanese War will start, and if we can have an armed force of our own, maybe we can change some things, maybe we can make a draw with the Japanese army, so that we can agree to conditions such as Korean independence that do not affect China's overall situation, just like the Sino-French New Treaty, and may even counterattack.

Of course, the premise is that this army must be well-trained and well-equipped, and it must be a completely modern army, so that it can compete with the Japanese army. As for the military expenses of this army, Tang Haoran is not worried, no one knows better than him how huge the "tobacco profits" are, according to the estimation of the array presented to Zhang Zhidong by others, Hubei Province alone sells more than 10,000 quintals of tobacco and soil every year, worth tens of millions of yuan, and the windfall profits can reach as much as three or four times.

He will never embezzle a penny, even if he can bring tens of millions of dollars to Zhang Zhidong every year, then it is of course indispensable to take out half of it as the administrative expenditure of this "huge organization".

However, there seems to be a difficult question, will Zhang Zhidong agree that the Authority has its own army? Even if Zhang Zhidong agrees, I'm afraid the imperial court will not agree,

Just jump out of the idea of the army!

With such a move in his heart, Tang Haoran's mind came to mind that decades later, another God of Wealth's private armed tax police corps, didn't he rely on his financial power to make the insignificant tax police corps into a powerful army?

"If he can do it, why can't he?"

Thinking like this in his heart, the original frowning brows dispersed, and Tang Haoran wrote the charter of "monopoly and anti-smuggling" on paper, and the so-called duty is nothing more than to assist the Administration Bureau in the investigation and prohibition of illicit cigarettes, and set up patrols and inspections on both land and water roads to prevent illicit cigarettes from flowing into Hubei and hinder the overall situation of Hubei's smoking ban.

"Set up a tobacco smuggling smuggling team? The name doesn't seem to be very good, it looks like a ragtag army, Smoke Team? Big Smoke Team ......"

Influenced by old movies, Tang Haoran naturally has no good impression of names such as anti-smuggling teams, not to mention that its abbreviation is too ugly, and the people are awkward to shout, so he crossed out this name casually, what other name is suitable besides this name? After thinking about it carefully for a while, Tang Haoran wrote two words on the paper.

"Tax police!"

In the end, Tang Haoran still chose the name given by the God of Wealth decades later, since his police who collect salt taxes and anti-smuggle salt can be called tax police, then the people in the Tobacco and Soil Management Bureau can naturally also be called "tax police".

"It's okay now, I founded the police more than ten years earlier than Yuan Shikai!"

With a smug heart, Tang Haoran once again looked at the "monopoly and anti-smuggling" charter, and once again his mind came to his mind about his own duty and the Manchu Qing Dynasty's mentality of treating tobacco taxes as his life, and couldn't help sneering, and muttered softly on his lips when he looked out the window with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!"

(Okay, the third update, it's not easy to get a new book, ask for recommendations, ask for collections)