Ears and temples grind for a while.

Fang Xiu looked at the empress in front of him, and said, "The minister suddenly remembered something. ”

Wu Mingkong felt his body soft, his pretty face was crimson, and his eyelashes trembled as he looked at him.

Fang Xiu said: "Before the banknote is issued, the minister plans to adjust the commercial tax. ”

The little empress obviously didn't expect that in this kind of atmosphere, Xia Xiu would actually mention business taxes, her pretty face showed a touch of dissatisfaction, and she pouted, wanting to say something, but she was embarrassed to speak.

Seeing that she didn't refute, Fang Xiu continued:

"The current city tax of the imperial court is 20 taxes and 1, whether it is a street vendor or a wealthy businessman, as long as he sells goods for 20 yuan, he must pay 1 yuan.

Compared with Tian Fu, the commercial tax is very low, because when the imperial court was first built, a hundred wastes were waiting to be revived, Taizu was sympathetic to the people, lightly punished the thin tax, and the people's livelihood, and later the Tian Fu continued to increase, but the commercial tax only changed from thirty taxes to twenty taxes, in the eyes of the ministers, it was still a little less. ”

When Wu Mingkong heard this, he was slightly stunned and asked, "How much do you think is the right amount of business tax?" ”

Fang Xiudao: "The minister thinks that different businessmen have different profits and different scales, and the commercial taxes to be paid should also be different. ”

Wu Mingkong's eyes showed a blank look, and he didn't understand what he meant.

Fang Xiudao: "Most of the street vendors make a living on meager profits, get up early and stay late, pay the city tax, and can only barely support their families.

Therefore, for this part of the people, the business tax can be reduced, or even exempted!

Most of the wealthy merchants and magnates in various places are servants of the gentry, or relatives of the same clan, and they can achieve today's achievements because they have enjoyed the favor of the imperial court, but they always want to protect their own interests when it is critical.

For example, in this war, His Majesty called on the gentry and wealthy merchants from all over the world to donate money and food, but in the end, they may not earn as much as they in a year or two.

For this part of the people, you can raise the business tax!

The higher the profit, the more you earn, and the more business tax you pay! ”

These words were sonorous and powerful, and they made the little empress shake all over, and a bright light burst out in her eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Mingkong looked at Fang Xiu and said curiously: "In this way, wouldn't those shops you control need to pay a large amount of additional business taxes." ”

The sugar, monosodium glutamate, and glass of Zhenbao Zhai are all highly profitable commodities.

After the implementation of the new commercial tax, Jumbo Zhai bore the brunt!

Fang Xiu said: "So what? ”

Wu Mingkong glanced Fang Xiu up and down, and said, "I don't remember, you are a person who is willing to suffer. ”

Fang Xiu looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled: "The commercial tax paid goes into the treasury, which is equivalent to going into the minister's pocket, no matter what, the minister will not suffer." ”

"Phew! Shameless! ”

Wu Mingkong took a sip, and he didn't have a good airway.

Fang Xiu just smiled and didn't refute.

Wu Mingkong thought for a moment, and then asked: "After raising the business tax, those businessmen should find ways to escape." ”

You don't have to think about it to know that it's almost a given.

"Therefore, the minister plans to set up another yamen to be responsible for collecting commercial taxes."

Fang Xiu looked breezy and spoke.

"What yamen?"

Wu Mingkong asked curiously.

Fang Xiu replied: "Tax Yuan." ”

Without waiting for Wu Mingkong to ask, he explained: "The so-called tax court, in addition to collecting commercial taxes, is also responsible for formulating commercial taxes and supervising merchants.

From now on, all merchants, whether they are roadside stalls or vendors, or shops and workshops, as long as they sell goods, they will be registered with the tax office and receive certificates, and only with the certificates can they continue to operate.

Every once in a while, the people of the tax department will investigate the registered merchants, how profitable they are, and what the scale is.

According to the results of the investigation, the commercial tax will be formulated, and if there is a big difference between the commercial tax paid and the actual result, the business certificate will be cancelled! ”

Wu Mingkong's face showed a look of joy and said, "In this way, the imperial court's annual income will increase a lot next year." ”

Speaking of this, I don't know what I thought, but I showed a worried look again, and hesitated: "But this doesn't push the rich businessman to the opposite side of the imperial court." ”

The businessmen who can become wealthy businessmen all have a certain background, and even most of the profits are sent to the princes of the court.

If you attack them, how can the princes of the court sit idly by?

Now, although Bai Qi has formed a confrontation with the enemy army, he has not achieved absolute superiority.

At this time, a fire in the backyard will inevitably spread to the front line.

Wu Mingkong didn't want to lose the Northern Expedition because of commercial taxes.

"Your Majesty don't have to worry about it."

Fang Xiu looked breezy and cloudy, obviously had already thought of a way to deal with it, and replied:

"Some of the princes of the DPRK and China have been tied to Zhenbao Zhai, and even if they pay the commercial tax, they can still have a large amount of profits every year, and these profits will continue to grow as the great cadres continue to grow stronger.

They are not short-sighted, and they can figure it out with a little thought, and for the imperial court, the advantages of increasing commercial taxes outweigh the disadvantages, so they will not be too resistant.

There are also some people who are not clean in their own right, as long as they let out some rumors from the Metropolitan Procuratorate and check them more, they will not dare to be too presumptuous......

If they are bold and dare to tear their faces, the shadow guards under the ministers are not vegetarians.

After the division of the court and the courts, the gentry and merchants in various places could not set off any storms.

As for those small traders and hawkers who make a living, they will benefit the most from the change of commercial tax, and they will definitely support and support it. ”

In short, it is to win over a group, divide a group, and suppress a group.

In this way, even if some people are dissatisfied with the changes in commercial taxes, they will not be able to set off any waves, let alone affect the great cause of the Northern Expedition.

Even.

After the implementation of the new commercial tax, the annual income of the imperial court increased, and more money and grain could be invested in the Northern Expedition army, accelerating the process of the war!

Within three years, it is not impossible to achieve absolute superiority, and within five years, it may not be impossible to win the Zhou State!

As the emperor, Wu Mingkong was well aware of the stakes, and a fine light burst out in his eyes, and he sincerely admired: "It's a good way!" ”

Ranwen

After speaking, her good-looking peach blossom eyes looked at Fang Xiu, who was close to Chi Qi, took the initiative to kiss him lightly on the face, and then said in a soft voice:

"I've decided to reward you ......"

Fang Xiu raised his eyebrows, pretending to be curious and asked, "What reward?" ”

Wu Mingkong's face turned crimson, twisted his waist, and hummed: "Knowingly ask." ”

Fang Xiu looked at the misty peach blossom eyes, his face showed a sudden expression, and said, "Your Majesty wants to be a minister and an official?" ”

"Dead traitor!"

Seeing Fang Xiu pretending to be stupid and teasing himself, Wu Mingkong's pretty face showed a touch of annoyance, and he reached out and pinched his waist fiercely.

"Hiss......"

Fang Xiu gasped and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Your Majesty spare your life, the minister is wrong!" ”

Fang Xiu's painful plea for mercy was heard.

An indescribable feeling rippled in Wu Mingkong's heart and gradually spread.

The picture in the original dream once again appeared in her mind, and her heart was in turmoil, and her pretty face was red to the root of her ears.

Finally, she couldn't restrain the movement in her heart, stared at Fang Xiu in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said in a commanding tone: "Kneel down for me!" ”

Fang Xiu looked at the little empress with a flushed face and a trembling voice, and always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't say it, so he just said: "Your Majesty is pressing the minister, how can the minister kneel." ”

Hearing this, Wu Mingkong's little face showed a touch of excitement, and he couldn't wait to move away, sit on the dragon chair, hold his little face high, look expectant, and wait quietly.

Whether it is a great cadre or a country, when meeting the emperor, it is a bow of the hand, a four-bow salute, which is rarely used.

Therefore, Wu Mingkong has been on the throne for more than a year, and he has never seen Fang Xiu kneeling in front of him.

At this moment.

She looked at the handsome face in front of her, imagining the arrogant and noble him surrendering at her feet, feeling her face hot and her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

"Hurry up and get down on your knees!"

She is quite reserved on the surface, but in fact, she has already been a fawn in her heart.

[Mood +3000]

An icy system prompt sounds.

Fang Xiu, who had no intention of kneeling, saw the little empress's impatient look, realized something, a smile appeared on his face, and he raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty just wants the ministers to kneel?" ”

Wu Mingkong snorted: "It is a matter of course for courtiers to bow down to the monarch. ”

Fang Xiu said: "Kechen's knees are too hard to kneel." ”

Wu Ming said angrily: "You promised me!" ”

"Is there one?"

Fang Xiu looked blank and asked, "When did the minister promise His Majesty?" ”

Wu Mingkong was slightly stunned, recalled for a moment, and suddenly found that the traitor had not agreed from beginning to end.

[Mood +2000]

A touch of annoyance appeared on Wu Mingkong's pretty face, looking at Fang Xiu in front of him, there was nothing he could do about him, he could only widen his eyes and look at him with angry eyes.

Fang Xiu didn't hesitate at all, and looked at him.

A moment later.

Realizing that it was impossible for Fang Xiu to subdue the little empress, she stood up from the dragon chair, walked up to him step by step, and said menacingly: "If you don't kneel again, I will ......."

"How?"

"Kneel down ......"

The little empress in a dragon robe stood in front of Fang Xiu, her peach blossom eyes were slightly misty, she looked pitiful, and her voice was soft and glutinous.

At this moment, the cold and noble, undesecrated Empress of the Great Qian, in front of Fang Xiu, was like a tamed kitten, pitifully courting her master and begging for a reward.

Fang Xiu looked at her beautiful face, and his heart moved as if he had been electrocuted.

"Minister......

Fang Xiu was entangled for a second, and then said: "The minister really can't kneel, why don't Your Majesty change your requirements?" ”

In his consciousness, the boy has gold under his knees, and he kneels to his parents.

Although it is normal for people to follow the customs of the countryside and kneel down to worship the Son of Heaven, in this environment, in the face of the poor little empress, Fang Xiu felt indescribably awkward, and he really couldn't kneel.

"I am the Son of Heaven! You're a courtier! Why can't you kneel! ”

Wu Mingkong crossed his hands on his hips and said angrily: "It's because I indulge you too much on weekdays!" There is no Son of Heaven in your eyes, the king is not a king, and the minister is not a minister! ”

Although he knew that this was just angry words, Fang Xiu's expression still turned cold, and he came to the little empress, reached out and pinched her tender little face, and said coldly:

"In the minister's opinion, it is the minister who is too indulgent to His Majesty on weekdays, otherwise how dare His Majesty be so presumptuous in front of his father."

This moment.

Looking at Fang Xiu, who was expressionless and approaching step by step, Wu Mingkong once again experienced the feeling of suffocation when pointing at a deer as a horse.

She subconsciously took a step back, quickly came back to her senses, and said stiffly: "You come over again, don't want a reward today!" ”

"Whether the award is awarded or not, it is the ministers who have the final say, not Your Majesty'......"

Fang Xiu picked up the little empress by the waist and threw her on the dragon couch, her tone not cold.

"You...... You ......"

Wu Mingkong dragged the quilt with both hands and covered his body, his pretty face was flushed, and he didn't know what to say.

The next second.

Fang Xiu lay on one side, supporting his body with his arms, looking at her with bright eyes, and said softly, "Does Your Majesty want a reward?" ”

The gentle tone made the little empress's heart flutter and jump, her body tensed, and she said forcefully: "Let you kneel, you don't kneel......"

There was also some grievance in his voice.

Seeing her soft and glutinous cute appearance, Fang Xiu couldn't help but chuckle, leaned over to her ear, and said softly: "The minister said, Your Majesty can change your request." ”

Wu Mingkong was slightly stunned, and then he didn't know what he thought, a bright light burst out from his good-looking peach blossom eyes, and he stared at Fang Xiu with a bright smile on his face.

Fang Xiu was a little furious by her burning eyes, and began to regret what he said, and subconsciously wanted to get up and leave.

This time.

Wu Mingkong leaned into his ear and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Say what you just said again......

What a strange request.

Fang Xiu was slightly stunned, hesitated, and repeated:

"Your Majesty can ask for a different request."

Wu Mingkong twisted his body and snorted, "It's not like that." ”

“......”

Fang Xiu was silent for a while, and said expressionlessly, "Does Your Majesty want a reward?" ”

“......”

Wu Mingkong said with some annoyance: "It's not like this." ”

"Your Majesty'......"

As soon as Fang Xiu spoke, the little empress said softly, "Didn't you say it just now...... Your Majesty spares your life, but the minister is wrong......"

Hearing this, Fang Xiu was stunned for a while before he reacted, when the little empress pinched him just now, she seemed to be begging for mercy like this.

thought of a series of strange performances of the little empress after that.

As a modern person, Fang Xiu quickly realized something, glanced at Wu Mingkong strangely, and stopped talking.

Wu Mingkong noticed Fang Xiu's eyes, his face instantly turned red to the root of his ears, he felt an indescribable shame, stretched out his tender little hand, and covered his little face.

After a while, he said in a mosquito-like voice: "If you don't say it, forget it." ”

The next second.

She felt a warm exhale coming from the back of her ear, crispy and numb.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the prime minister, who was elegant and noble at all times, begging for mercy in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, spare the minister, okay......"

In an instant, it was as if something had exploded in the little empress's mind.

Her tense body suddenly went limp.

Turning his face sideways, he saw Fang Xiu looking at him with a gentle face.

Although it is still a long way from realizing the dream.

But now the little empress is satisfied enough.

She bit her red lip and took the initiative to lean in and wrap her arms around his neck.

His expression gradually turned charming, and his eyes were full of autumn waves.

"Kiss me...... Father......

Candlelight flickering.

The moonlight is sultry.