Right now?

Zhu Chun didn't expect Lan Bin to be so urgent, he was slightly stunned, and said vaguely: "I can see it now, but... Is it appropriate?"

As he spoke, he made a big win, and motioned to Zhu Xiongying to come to the Blue Mansion to see you, you are embarrassed to leave him alone and go to do your own business.

Lan Bin understood in seconds, looked at Zhu Xiongying, and seduced, "Big nephew, how about going out with me to do errands later?"

"Yes, yes! Cousin, what are you going to do?"

Although Zhu Xiongying didn't know what Lan Bin was going to do with him, he was here to play with Lan Bin, and it didn't matter what he did, the important thing was to play with Lan Bin, it was enough.

"I asked your eleventh uncle to recruit a few scholars for me!"

Lan Bin smiled and said, "Now that the scholar has been found, I plan to ask your eleventh uncle to call someone out to meet him."

"Cousin, what are you doing recruiting readers?" Zhu Xiongying said curiously.

"Newspaper!"

Lan Bin spit out two words, and without waiting for Zhu Xiongying to ask, he added, "When the newspaper comes out, you will know!"

"Then when are we going to meet the scholar that Uncle Eleven is looking for?" Zhu Xiongying nodded thoughtfully.

Lan Bin didn't speak, but looked at Zhu Chun, the king of Shu, who took over: "I'll ask them to go to the Drunken Immortal now... Go to Changchun Tower."

When the voice fell, he called the accompanying guards, explained the last two sentences, and asked him to invite someone, and said, "Let's go to Changchun Tower first and wait!"

"Let's go!"

Lan Bin nodded, went out of the Lan Mansion with Zhu Xiongying and the others, got into the prepared carriage, and went to the restaurant under the name of Changfu, Changchun Building.

Changchun Building is the property of Changfu, Lan Bin and his entourage arrived at the restaurant, as if they were their own restaurant, called the shopkeeper of the restaurant, opened a relatively quiet private room, and asked him to pay attention to the readers invited by Zhu Chun, and then came to the private room on the second floor facing the street and by the window.

Zhu Xiongying hadn't been out of the palace for a while, and when he arrived at the private room, he came to the window facing the street with great interest, looked at the lively scene on the street outside, and sometimes saw something new, and greeted Lan Bin and Zhu Chun.

And Lan Bin was not very interested in the excitement outside, so he casually dealt with Zhu Xiongying, and chatted with Zhu Chun about some of the books he recruited, such as age, fame, people, and so on.

Zhu Chun did not hide it, and told him about the situation of the scholars he recruited.

"Cousin, come here, what do you see them doing?"

Lan Bin was chatting with Zhu Chun when Zhu Xiongying's voice suddenly sounded.

When Lan Bin heard this, he had to stop chatting with Zhu Chun, got up and came to Zhu Xiongying's side, looked out the window casually, and asked, "Eldest nephew, where is it?"

"There!" Zhu Xiongying pointed to the street in the southeast direction.

Lan Bin looked over, and when he saw it, he saw three servants, surrounding a small stall. A woman who looked like a vendor was pleading and talking to the servant.

Around them, there were also a lot of passers-by, pointing and pointing.

I couldn't help frowning, turned around and called a small servant in the restaurant, and pointed to the servants and women on the street: "What are they doing here?"

"Young Master Lan, they're collecting taxes!"

The little guy only glanced at it, and knew what was going on, and hurriedly said, "Since a few days ago, after Hong Wuye's order was to collect commercial taxes from Tianfu, the officials of the Yamen of Tianfu will go to the streets every day to collect commercial taxes."

"Whoever fails to pay the commercial tax will have his stall confiscated."

"Nine times out of ten, the woman had just started setting up a stall on the street, and she didn't make any money and couldn't pay the business tax. The servants are going to take her stall!"

"Since the woman has just set up a stall, why should the official collect her business tax?" Zhu Xiongying was puzzled.

Zhu Xiongying had been to Changchun Tower, and the little servant knew that he was His Royal Highness the eldest grandson of the Ming Emperor, and his attitude was even more respectful: "Back to His Royal Highness the eldest grandson, the taxes collected by the officials are collected on time every day."

"When the time comes, the business tax will be collected, no matter when the stall is out of the stall, whether there is a business or not, it must be paid on time!"

"No business is taxed? Who regulates

Definitely?" Lan Bin frowned.

He expected that Ying Tianfu's trial of commercial tax would expose all kinds of problems, but he didn't expect Ying Tianfu to collect taxes so roughly, and it would be directly one-size-fits-all.

It doesn't matter if the vendors are out of the booth, whether they have a business or not, they are all taxed.

According to Ying Tianfu's tax collection method, who will dare to set up a stall and do business in the future?

Besides, the vendors who set up stalls have thin profits, and if they collect taxes, how much silver can they collect?

The little guy smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Lan, you are embarrassed. The small one is just a runaway, how can you know who is responsible for collecting taxes like this!"

"Is that a lot of cases?" Lan Bin was choked up for a moment and asked a different question.

The little guy thought for a while: "There are not many such cases, but there are also many of them, since the collection of commercial taxes, the stalls outside the restaurant have been taken away by the yamen."

"Alright, I see, let's go down!" Lan Bin frowned inadvertently, didn't ask more, and waved his hand.

"Little Retire!"

After saluting Lan Bin and the others, the little servant left the private room of Lan Bin and the others.

At this time, Zhu Chun walked to the window and looked outside, and the three officials forcibly dragged the woman's stall things, while the woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

I couldn't hear what was said, but I could guess something.

couldn't help but worry: "Brother Bin, if Tianfu does this, I'm afraid something will happen!"

As the prince of the Ming Dynasty, although he has no right to interfere in the affairs of the imperial court, he is still very concerned about the affairs of the imperial court.

The trial of commercial tax was launched by his father, so he paid more attention to the trial of commercial tax, and also knew that his father was waiting for the success of the trial of commercial tax to improve the financial dilemma of the imperial court.

But according to Ying Tianfu's implementation method, I am afraid that the commercial tax will not be tried for long, and the people will already be forced to complain.

Lan Bin nodded, according to the implementation of the commercial tax trial in Tianfu, it is a matter of time before something happens.

And not only the following taxes will have an accident, but even the imperial court is afraid that something will happen.

In particular, Zhu Yuanzhang has been paying attention to the trial trial of commercial tax in Yingtianfu, even now Zhu Yuanzhang does not know the implementation of the trial commercial tax below, and he will definitely know in two days.

With Zhu Yuanzhang's temper, I am afraid that it will be another killing.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that he is worried that some people do not want to succeed in the trial of commercial taxation, and deliberately take advantage of Zhu Yuanzhang's psychology of pity for the people to read the scriptures crookedly.

Then borrowed the mouths of the people to force Zhu Yuanzhang to withdraw the order to collect commercial taxes.

"Cousin, help the woman! She's so pathetic!"

Looking at Zhu Xiongying on the street, he didn't think about it so much, but saw the woman kowtowing and crying, and he couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help but turn his head to stare at Lan Bin and begged.

"Good!"

Lan Bin smiled and touched Zhu Xiongying's head, nodded slightly, and turned his head to call, "On Thursday, you go and get her things back from the officials, and by the way, take the silver to pay the business tax for her."

"Yes, young master!" Thursday came to the window, looked at the street, and turned away.

Zhu Chun was puzzled and said, "Brother Bin, you just ask someone to help her get things back, just do it." Why do you have to pay the business tax for her?"