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There was a big problem with the tax laws of the northern country, which Mo Shi knew when he first came to this continent.

When he entered Spinel College, although he did not like law courses, he continued to read widely and often discussed with Juris Doctor the details of the details that he did not understand. In fact, there were so many parts that he couldn't understand, and in every aspect, there were many laws and punishments that he couldn't even imagine.

For a while, the marriage law left him at a loss and helpless, and then it was the slave regulations that annoyed him......

But in the end, he realized that he should start with the tax law.

It is not a lie that "the economic base determines the superstructure", and one of the major ways in which the violent apparatus of the state exercises its power to manipulate the economy is through taxation.

The tax laws of the northern kingdom seem to follow the traditions of the old era, and there are few changes, so it can be said that it is not humane.

First of all, the Code stipulates that the lords at all levels have the corresponding right to collect taxes, among which the central royal family is the honorable - that is, the tax collectors sent by the king are responsible for collecting taxes from all levels and localities, and reviewing and registering them one by one, while the tax collectors sent by the local lords need to accompany the tax collectors after the king's tax collectors enter the territory, and verify and extract the parts belonging to the local lords, and so on.

At the implementation level, there is no big problem for the time being.

The biggest problem lies in the tax itself.

The taxes of the northern kingdom are mainly animal meat and coins - the latter is "currency" and the former is "commodity".

It stands to reason that since it involves two forms of taxation, money and goods, the types of taxes should be quite flexible, but in practice this is not the case. Due to the restrictions of the regional environment and the population movement system, the level of trade in the northern country is not high, and the barter trade form is still maintained in remote areas.

According to the rules of the Code, in all areas other than the area where it was enacted, the people could only use animal meat and money as taxes. This means that in practice, for example, in Dongge Village, where Duna was born, although in the northwest generation it was land where hemp fabrics could be produced, and the villagers did use it as a commodity to exchange their living needs from other places, they could only choose to pay animal meat when paying taxes (and because of the problem of coin exchange, they often did not have gold and silver coins that could be deducted from taxes).

This has led to a situation of tax evasion and tax arrears.

The current way for power groups to deal with it is to impose harsh laws, rather than improve the tax laws themselves.

Moshi was able to understand the emergence of such a situation: closed geographical conditions, a clear hierarchy of dignity and inferiority. Under such conditions, as long as the basic stability can be maintained, people are reluctant to change, and the upper group is even less willing to change.

To change the tax code, it is first necessary to adjust the types of taxes in various places to include crops and fabrics, timber, ores, etc. (or implement more measures to expand the circulation of money). However, this is subject to the average standard of living of the people in the snowwalker society, and it is difficult to achieve immediate results in comparison). The regulations required for this need would involve a wide-ranging, lengthy investigation.

If justice is to be ensured and comprehensive reforms are to be implemented, the support of those in power is essential.

And from one point of view -

Moshi needs more friends. It's not just a high-powered master, but like-minded people with lofty ideals.

It's a pity that making friends with others is Mo Shi's shortcoming.

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"You can always say something......" The king looked at Mo Shi, his eyes were not stern, but his eyebrows were furrowed into a gloomy look, "shocking words. ”

Mo Shi bowed his head deeply.

"You know better than I do that the Code of Law is not allowed to be changed. The king said.

“...... Yes. But—"

"Why don't you do that, Mr. Moshi!" interrupted the king, pushing aside all the gloom on his face, "you have just returned from the great river in the Southlands, so why should you devote yourself to 'penance' right after! Actually, I'm very concerned about your life - by the way, I heard, you haven't been back to see it until now?"

Moshi tried to say something.

But the king took up his chess again, and said with interest: "It seems to me, Mr. Mossy, that though you may only look a little haggard, it is time for you to consider your life. As the old saying goes, 'Fame and fortune are ten million, but they are not as good as old age', which is very true in my opinion. ”

The king's meaning was made clear.

Mo Shi had to suppress his displeasure and motioned for the king to move the knights to chase after the opposing bishop.

So the game went on peacefully.

The track returned to the direction that Levy Fei was accustomed to, as he wished, and the pretty young man began to speak pretty words again. Mo Shi has not forgotten what this palace looked like, and he also remembers how it ran day in and day out.

Because of its lack of connection with the outside world, there is no need to compete with the enemy, so the central institutions are often scattered, and everyone seeks entertainment and self-worth purely for social activities and within the limits of the Church (and sometimes they can cross that line).

It can be said that the court was an even more deformed part of this deformed state—not forced for subsistence like the common people, and without a real threat from the outside;

- Nothing but aesthetics.

It's not that Mo Shi doesn't appreciate beauty, on the contrary, he remembers himself as being so fond of art that more than half of his spells were invented purely for the sake of beauty. However, after ten years of struggling, Mo Shi no longer allows himself to forgive anyone or anything based on beauty alone.

"Your Majesty, Miss Seif yesterday afternoon drew a beautiful pattern for you, saying that she wanted it to be embroidered on your boots, and she asked me if you would like her to do so. Levi Fei said.

The king smiled and commented on Miss Sef's drawing skills, and Moser could see that the king liked her.

Sef was an unfamiliar name, but Dino quickly remembered Miss Selene, who had been brought to court by the Crow family. It can be seen that a new young girl has been replaced in the past ten years.

Moshi inevitably recalls the way Deya sat at the table weaving children's clothes.

I heard that Diya now has a daughter.

He wanted to visit and see the child as soon as possible. However, it does not seem appropriate to make a hasty request.

...... Having said that, since Mo Shi is now in the palace, he can't really not care about court affairs.

Therefore, he was willing to listen to the court chores that Willy Fei of the Autumn Crow family had to say.

After the king finished a game of chess, Mo Shi took his leave and retired.

"I should go to the astrological house," said Moshi, "after all, I am still your astrologer." ”

That being said, he wasn't really in a hurry to go to the place where he used to study magic every day.

Instead, he wandered around the court slowly, observing the changes in the people and things around him. He noticed that the herbalist was more lively than usual, and then he heard that the queen was about to give birth.

He stayed there for a while, chatting with a young man who was cooking medicine, asking about the ladies and gentlemen of the court—he found that he was no longer as afraid of being caught in the crowd as he used to be, and that he no longer cared much about what strangers thought of him when he talked to them.

It didn't take long for Dino to find him, though.

"Mr. Moshi!"

The young man was now a prince of the five bodies, the Count of Firesparrow, a prince of the court for more than ten years, and when he came of age he was already of great stature, and his attendants, cloaks, leather boots, chains, long flaming red braids, and black fur tufts and rings on the ears were like mist magnifying the moon. He strode into the steamy herb room, his broad and strong arms wrapped around Mo Shi, almost lifting him up and hanging around in the air, Mo Shi was startled.

"You're shorter than Terotta, Mr. Moshi, what the hell have you done in the South?" he exclaimed.

Dino's ornate fur garment was soft and warm.

I'm afraid he really can't imagine what kind of life Mo Shi lives in the Southland.

"Master Dino. When Mo Shi called the other party like this, the man smiled a little shyly, and he still looked like the boy in the red sand castle a few years ago who claimed to have "never seen the world" and "had no friends".