The news of the arrest of the troubled businessmen involved in the strike in Quanzhou by Fujian Dongchang quickly spread and spread quickly in several surrounding prefectures and counties.

More and more businessmen found that the actions of the imperial court did not look like a joke no matter how they looked at it. 、

Every day, there are more and more tax collectors on the street who are registering from house to house, and there are a large number of brocade guards or court officials around, so it looks like they are preparing to settle accounts after the autumn.

In order to prevent being pulled into the list, they all went to the end like Quanzhou, and they were all under the edict of Dongchang.

Small businessmen in various places could not resist the pressure.

In an instant, there was a long queue at the door of the industrial and commercial bureaus in various places.

There was an endless stream of people queuing, and even the shopkeepers who had participated in the strike but had not yet been discovered were suddenly a little flustered.

Quietly sealed the door of his shop with a thin basswood board.

Do you think this is to continue the boycott and fight against the imperial court?

When I walked in, there was only one line of big characters, and it was written "The shopkeeper is queuing up to apply for a business license, and it will open when it comes back!" ”

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Regarding Ma Huairen's resoluteness, Wei Zhongxian, who was sitting in the carriage, learned the news on the road.

He said with a chuckle on the spot: "There are really a lot of smart people under our family, and this Ma Huairen is not too stupid!" Okay, no matter what, you have to go to Fujian to have a look, otherwise how to restore the emperor's life! ”

The Quanzhou Royal Taxation Bureau is even more crowded at the moment!

As for why?

Resisting taxes is going to kill your head!

The window for the payment of the missed commercial tax has been opened from the inside to the street.

The abacus in the hands of the tax man kept ringing.

"Crackle, crackle!"

The tax collectors are nervously checking whether the numbers reported by the major firms and the account books in their hands can match the numbers.

As for the authenticity of the accounts?

Falsify tax ledgers! No mercy!

And there are accounts for this entry and exit, like between bulk commodity transactions, the imperial court requires that both parties to the transaction should record the transaction whether they are non-taxable.

And on time, there will be a tax bureau to check the accounts, inventory, once there is a mistake, will face a huge fine.

Such images continue to spread throughout Fujian and its surroundings.

There is a general trend of spring breeze with wildfire.

The branch of Daming Royal Bank is also located next to the tax bureau, and the right-hand man of the tax bureau is almost the same configuration in every place.

On the left is the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, on the right is the Tax Bureau, and on the right is the Daming Royal Bank.

Because under the promotion of Zhu Youzhen's policy, Daming Royal Bank has been piloting special banknotes for paying taxes in a small range of places in various places.

And the place closer to the capital division has even begun to exchange the silver coins of the new Ming Empire.

Exchange loose silver for silver coins, and silver coins for tax-paying notes!

This kind of banknote can only be exchanged in the Daming Royal Bank, and circulated in the province within a period of no more than one month to pay a large amount of commercial tax.

In different places, people have different names for this.

"Tax money", "tax paper", "tax money".

A sound tax system is gradually beginning to take root in the hearts of the people.

It has become a new business rule that everyone must understand and must understand, and that is to do business.

It's taxable!

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Fuzhou, Fujian.

For the other officials who accompanied her, Zeng Ying was not surprised.

But Wei Zhongxian's arrival still made him, who had just been appointed as one of the three major members of the Fujian Political Department to participate in politics, a little flustered.

The administrative system of various places in the Ming Dynasty was actually quite complicated.

It is mainly through the establishment of local envoys to control the administrative affairs of a province.

Then there is the Sentencing Division, which is in charge of the judicial system.

And the commander of the embassy is responsible for all military affairs in the province.

Such a three-division system completely makes the power of a province no longer concentrated in the hands of one person.

When anything happens.

The three chiefs shall make a decision after consultation in accordance with the law.

As soon as he heard that Wei Zhongxian was coming, the chief of the third division of Fujian waited outside the gate of Fuzhou early and hurriedly came to see him.

But what kind of person is Wei Zhongxian?

Just waved his hand on the carriage, and then swaggered towards Fuzhou City.

Completely ignoring the three people waiting on the side of the road.

"Let's go, Lord Zeng, I can see that this time the imperial court is really angry with Fujian!"

"Alas..! Who of us does not know the sorrow of the people? Let's go and see what Grandpa Wei has to say." Zeng Ying always thought about how much silver would be absorbed from Fujian every year to return to Beijing once the commercial tax was carried out in Fujian, and Zeng Ying could not accept such a result for a while, so she secretly indifferent to the imperial court's instructions to support the Royal Taxation Bureau.

But he didn't expect the crisis to break out so quickly, and the imperial court didn't give anyone time to react at all.

A large number of departments directly under the imperial court were placed in various places, and there was a gradual trend of localization but a high degree of direct control.

Although the people are in the locality, the local needs to cooperate, so there are many non-core locals among them.

What is a high degree of direct reporting?

Zeng Ying had also observed that the core of all the imperial court units under the royal banner was extremely tight.

It is difficult for ordinary people to get in touch, first of all, even if he is a direct official of a small local state and county, facing him, a high-ranking local official who controls first-hand government affairs.

It's also not fearful.

Why?

Because Zeng Ying found that she couldn't do anything about others.

This is not my own person at all!

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On the side, Wei Zhongxian's convoy directly ignored everyone's greeting, and drove straight to the yamen where the Fujian Provincial Government was located under the guidance of a small official.

Stepping out of the carriage, several little eunuchs behind Wei Zhongxian immediately stepped forward and gently swayed the embroidered pu fan in their hands, looking for some shade for Wei Zhongxian.

"The difference between the north and the south is really big, the Beijing in early spring is still a little cold, but the current Fujian makes people feel a little hot." A shrill voice speaks of the identity of the Lord at the moment.

And the officials in the yamen were already bowing down when they saw this.

The atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Zeng Ying also took Wei Zhongxian into the city in a carriage from outside the city.

At the moment, he hurriedly appeared outside the yamen in time.

"Xiaguan.. Zeng Ying, meet Grandpa Wei! ”

"Don't play these fancy things with our family, you know why our family came, bring our family into your house, our family still has a lot of things!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Father-in-law Wei, please come in! ”

Zeng Ying stretched out her hand and made a gesture of please, bowing down and waiting for Wei Zhongxian to enter the door.

Entering the house, the courtyard is no different from most of the yamen, it is the layout of the front hall and the back yard, but because it is provincial.

Compared with the state and county, it can be said that it is several times larger.

Turning his head and looking at it a few times, he didn't know if he had made arrangements in advance, and found that there was no place to cross Wei Zhongxian walked slowly to the front hall.

sat on the main seat first, and Zeng Ying on the side hurriedly sent someone to make tea.