Shenghe Silk Village is the name of this firm. Located at the intersection of Chongwenmenli Street and Chaoyangmen Street, people come and go in front of the door, even after heavy snowfall.

A heavy snowfall has trapped tens of thousands of poor people in the outer city, but it has no major impact on the nobles living in the inner city.

Zhao Shujiao and his party appeared on the street, but did not attract the attention of the guys in the silk village, and the guys who greeted the customers at the door of the store also glanced at the honor guard of Count Zhao Shujiao, these guys are all domestic slaves of the Dingguo Mansion, and a new earl is nothing to the Dingguo Mansion.

Then they saw the Earl leading his men straight to the Silk Village, and dozens of men were blocking the door of their house.

"Little one to meet Uncle, dare to ask you what this is?" The guy at the door of the store saluted Zhao Shujiao, nodded and asked.

"This is our new tax secretary, who has come to collect commercial taxes in the name of the saint, and let the shopkeeper of your shop come to speak!" A personal soldier beside Zhao Shujiao shouted at the guy, with Zhao Shujiao's current identity, a mere guy is not worth his mouth.

Such a big movement has already alarmed the entire silk village, and the shopkeeper Xu Cheng hurriedly walked out of the store and saluted Zhao Shujiao with his fists: "In the next Xu Cheng, Tian Weisheng and the shopkeeper of the silk village, I have seen Ping Liaobo." ”

Zhao Shujiao nodded slightly, turned over and got off the war horse, and walked straight towards the silk village, Xu Cheng didn't dare to stop it, and hurriedly turned sideways. Dozens of people from the tax department followed Zhao Shujiao and rushed into the silk village, most of the guys in the silk village were busy in the store, and there were a few people at the door, and when they wanted to block it, they were directly pushed aside by Zhao Shujiao's subordinates.

"Uncle Dingliao, what are you?" Xu Cheng chased to the store and asked urgently, with anger in his voice.

Although Zhao Shujiao is now famous, he is only a little earl, and he has not obtained the Danshu Iron Coupon, and he is not at the same level as the Dingguo Mansion at all! Therefore, Zhao Shujiao rushed in with people, although Xu Cheng was a little anxious, he was not afraid of Zhao Shujiao at all.

"Didn't you hear just now, Ben Bo is the head of the tax department, and he is here to collect commercial taxes!" Turning to look at Xu Cheng, Zhao Shujiao finally spoke.

Taxation Department, collecting business taxes, Xu Cheng was in a trance, he didn't hear the conversation at the door just now, and he really didn't know about the tax department.

The old man Xu Rugao is terminally ill, the prince Xu Yunzhen is not qualified to go to the court, and the Dingguo Mansion has not learned of the emperor's establishment of the tax department. Moreover, the establishment of the tax department was only decided by the court yesterday, and the news did not spread so quickly, so naturally it would not reach the ears of his shopkeeper.

"Levy, levy commercial tax, this silk village is the business of the Dingguo Mansion, and it has always been free of paying taxes." Xu Cheng was a little messy, when did the tax collection actually receive the head of the Dingguo Mansion, and the person who came to collect the tax was not the official of the Shuntian Mansion, but a dignified earl!

"Your Majesty's decree that all commercial houses and shops in Beijing shall be subject to an additional year of commercial tax, and the tax rate shall be at the rate of eleven. Although this silk village is the government of Dingguo, it is also within the scope of additional commercial tax! Zhao Shujiao said coldly, "Now hand over the account books of this year's purchase and sale of goods, and the tax department will calculate the amount of tax payable on the spot." ”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's will, how could Your Majesty make such a will?" Xu Cheng was full of doubts. The Xun Gui family's Tian had the intention of not paying taxes, and it had been a practice for more than 200 years, so how could His Majesty suddenly send someone to collect taxes? If it weren't for the fact that Xu Cheng had seen Zhao Shujiao when he entered the city to offer prisoners, he would have thought that he was a liar in front of him!

Zhao Shujiao's face suddenly darkened: "What, do you suspect that Ben Bo is falsely preaching the holy decree, or do you want to resist and disobey the decree?" ”

"The villain doesn't dare, he doesn't dare," Xu Cheng hurriedly said, he didn't dare to take such a big hat down, "But the villain is just the shopkeeper of the silk village, and he can't be the master, so he needs to ask the grandfather." ”

"Do you like to ask for instructions or not, come to someone, search out the account books, and calculate the tax amount." Zhao Shujiao waved his hand, and the staff of the tax department under him immediately rushed up, drove away the customers in the store, controlled the guys in the store, and began to ask where the account books were.

"Uncle Dingliao, how dare you!" Xu Cheng's face turned red with anger. How could he have been so humiliated?

"Aren't you going to ask the Duke of Dingguo, go quickly." Zhao Shujiao waved like a fly.

Zhao Shujiao didn't want to do this, Dingguo Gong, one of the three major princes in Beijing, has big roots and deep roots, how can he, the new earl, be provoked? But Zhao Shujiao has no choice, if he wants to quickly open up the situation of the tax department, and if he wants to collect commercial taxes smoothly, he can only take the Dingguo Mansion and move the knife first!

Since yesterday, he was appointed by the emperor as the head of the tax department, which means that he can no longer coexist peacefully with the old nobles. Maybe the emperor just didn't want to let his upstart be in cahoots with the old nobles, Zhao Shujiao said secretly.

The officials of the tax department rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the silk village, and soon found the account books in the account room, and more than a dozen scribes who had graduated from the business school began to check the account books.

As the shopkeeper, Xu Cheng did not dare to leave the silk village, but sent his henchmen to the Dingguo Mansion to report the news, which Zhao Shujiao did not pay attention to at all.

More than a dozen abacus were crackled, and in the lobby of the store, Zhao led the Dama Golden Knife to sit in the center, and more than a dozen soldiers who had been following him from Liaodong surrounded him with swords, which was really murderous.

Xu Cheng came from the side branch of the Dingguo Mansion, studied since he was a child, and after the examination was not able to take the exam, because he was proficient in arithmetic, he was found by the Dingguo Gong to be the shopkeeper. With a talent and fame, and a background in the Dingguo Mansion, Xu Cheng is also indifferent in the face of high-ranking officials of the third and second grades, but now, in the face of the reckless Zhao Shujiao, he has no way at all.

"Uncle, calculated last month's sales flow, last month's silk village sold a total of 850 pieces of silk, or 9,657 taels of silver." A quarter of an hour later, a clerk from the accounting room ran over and told Zhao Shujiao.

"How long does it take to figure it out for the whole year?" Zhao Shujiao frowned.

"Last month, because it was winter and the Jiannu invasion coincided, it seems that the business was relatively poor, and the turnover was less, and the turnover in other months was much more, if it is counted as the whole year, it will take at least one day." The scribe replied.

"I don't have that much time now, so let's calculate and levy taxes according to the sales of the previous month." Zhao led the way directly. There are tens of thousands of shops in the entire city of Beijing, and now the commercial tax has just been levied, so there is not much time to waste.

Xu Cheng on the side grinned when he heard it, and there was such a tax, and he couldn't even calculate it. But Xu Cheng didn't interject, you can count as much as you like, and treat you as a fart before you get an order from the Guogong Mansion!

After a few more moments, the additional tax came out, totaling nineteen thousand three hundred and fourteen taels.

"I heard that there is no tax to be paid, so pay the silver quickly." Zhao Shujiao called Xu Cheng over.

Xu Cheng looked at Zhao Shujiao coldly, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Heh, little sample, do you think that if you don't say anything, Ben Bo will have no way to take you?" Zhao Shujiao sneered, "Come on, go to the treasury to get the silver!" ”

"Uncle Dingliao, are you going to be a robber?" Seeing that those soldiers agreed and ran to the backyard excitedly, Xu Cheng finally couldn't help it and scolded sharply.

"Bold, Ben Bo is the tax secretary of His Majesty's own office, you actually said that Ben Bo is a robber, and even His Majesty doesn't take it seriously?" Zhao Shujiao said angrily.

"Don't pull the tiger skin as a banner, Your Majesty won't let you copy the home of the Duke of Dingguo!" Xu Cheng said angrily.

"What is the house, is this the Dingguo Mansion? If you resist the payment of commercial taxes, I am just getting back the tax money for Your Majesty. Zhao Shujiao said with a smile.

When Xu Cheng was about to speak, he saw a guy rushing over, holding a letter in his hand, panting and shouting, "Shopkeeper, the letter from the prince to you." ”

Xu Cheng tore open the envelope, opened the letter and looked at it, and then he was stunned.

"Shopkeeper?" The guy on the side shouted tentatively.

Xu Cheng came to his senses, took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face: "Uncle Dingliao, please restrain your subordinates, my Dingguo Mansion fully supports the Department of Commerce, so I will pay taxes and silver in full." ”

Zhao Shujiao: "......"

In any case, it is always a good thing to collect enough tax silver. But Zhao Shujiao was not too excited, because the Dingguo Mansion's recognition made his follow-up tricks not used, and it did not have the effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

This Dingguo Mansion is also one of the three major princes, why is it so easy to admit it? Zhao Shujiao was deeply puzzled.

What Zhao Shujiao didn't know was that at this time, Xu Rugao, the Duke of Dingguo, was already terminally ill, and there was a possibility of choking at any time, the Dingguo Mansion was headed by Xu Yunzhen, the prince of the family, but Xu Yunzhen was born in Xiyuan, and now he is still serving as an instructor in Xiyuan. After two years in Xiyuan, Xu Yunzhen naturally knew the current emperor Zhu Youzhen's personality, and knew how resolute Zhu Youzhen's ambition to prosper the Ming Dynasty was. Now that Zhu Youzhen has set up a tax department to help refugees, how dare Xu Yunzhen become a stumbling block?

More than 10,000 silver carts filled several carriages, and the carriages were provided by the silk village. Just when Zhao led the teacher back to the tax department with the silver cart, suddenly a scribe from the tax department rushed over, "Uncle, please stay." ”

"Didn't you follow Lord Tan to Gongshun Hou's silk shop to collect taxes?" Zhao Shujiao asked, still having some impressions of the entire scribe in front of him.

"Uncle, it was Lord Tan who asked me to come, and I have trouble collecting taxes." The scribe panted.

After asking carefully, Zhao Shujiao understood the whole story.

Tan Xingxian led the team to the Yihelong Silk Village of the Gongshun Hou family, but he was not allowed to enter, and the shopkeeper of the Silk Village was the cousin of the Gongshun Hou Wu Weixian, who actually hung the official title of commander, and did not take Tan Xingxian in his eyes at all.

Tan Xingxian is nominally only a nine-rank official, and his status is far from the other party. After moving out of the imperial court's decree, the other party allowed him to enter, but only Tan Xingxian was allowed to enter the store alone, and the other tax officials were blocked from the door. Although Tan Xingxian's subordinates brought dozens of people, the number of men in the silk village was not less than him at all, and even the guys who were carrying them in the backyard poured out, all of them with big shoulders and round waists.

Tan Xingxian used to be just the shopkeeper of the eunuch trading house, so he had never done anything to fight and kill, and when he saw this situation, he had no choice, and he didn't dare to give the order to do it, so he could only enter the silk village alone.

Then the people from the Silk Village brought a large number of account books and threw them in front of him, Tan Xingxian looked through them for a long time, only to find that they were not the account books of the Silk Village at all, and he didn't know where to get the flow account.

Seeing that the task could not be completed at all, Tan Xingxian could only go out of the store and send a scribe to Zhao Shujiao. Fortunately, this Yihelong Silk Village is also in Dongcheng, and it is not too far from the place where Zhao Shujiao is located, and the scribe quickly found Zhao Shujiao.

After listening to the scribe's story, Zhao Shujiao sneered, and was worried that he would not be able to establish his authority, so someone rushed to the door!

Instructed the officials of the tax department to escort the silver car back to the tax department, Zhao Shujiao took more than a dozen personal soldiers to gallop towards the Yihelong silk village, and soon came to the Yihelong silk village, and saw dozens of tax officials being blocked on the street, and dozens of men with big shoulders and round waists stood at the door of the silk village, all staring coldly at the people of the tax department.

"Uncle!"

"Lord Sizheng!"

Seeing Zhao Shujiao bring people over, the tax department and others were overjoyed, Tan Xingxian was in the silk village, and they finally found the backbone.

"A bunch of rubbish, so many people can't even get in!" Zhao Shujiao scolded, then turned over and dismounted, and walked towards the silk village.

Hearing the shouts of everyone in the tax department, the guys at the door of the silk village knew that a big man was coming, and one of them ran towards the store, but the other guys didn't move, still firmly blocking the door.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way!" Zhao Shujiao said coldly.

"This lord, you already have one person inside, our silk village is open for business, it is really not good for so many people to go in, otherwise you will take the big guy to wait over there first?" A guy said with a hippie smile.

Zhao Shujiao where would he talk to him, and with a wave of his hand, several pro-soldiers immediately rushed over to open the way for him.

Seeing that Zhao Shujiao was tough, these guys were not afraid, and they clamored and surrounded them, pushing together with Zhao Shujiao's own soldiers.

"What a guts, to openly resist the tax collection by the tax department!" Zhao Shujiao was furious, and pulled out his waist knife with a bang.

"This lord, I have something to say, and I am not a ..... to be obedient to the Hou Mansion" The guy who was the leader didn't think that Zhao Shujiao dared to use the knife in broad daylight, and he still had a hippie smile, but before the words fell, he saw a cold light splitting down, and the words were suddenly unable to speak again.

Everyone present was stunned at once, looking at the headless corpse spraying blood, and looking at the human head rolling off the ground, everyone was shocked.

This, if you don't agree with each other, you will kill people, your own Si Zheng is too fierce, and he deserves to be a fierce general with military merits! At the same time, the officials of the tax department were shocked, but they also felt very excited and excited in their hearts.

In broad daylight, in the city of Beijing, he openly killed people, and he killed people who were obedient to the Hou Mansion, which is too bold! The men of the Hou Mansion were angry and at the same time, they felt extremely frightened.

When Zhao Shujiao stepped forward again with a knife, there was a bang, and the guys who blocked the way fled wildly, and no one dared to stand in front of the door anymore.

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