In the fourth winter of Daqian Yuanfeng, the first snow fell.

The weather is not too cold, but the heating subsidy of the imperial court has already been issued, and the heating subsidy is not only money and grain, but also cloth, grain, charcoal, salt, etc., and the money is not much.

The original intention of the imperial court was to send money, but Wang Xin specially marked that he wanted to send physical goods, in fact, in Luoyang City, in winter, all kinds of materials will rise in price, a large part of which is due to the freezing of the canal and the Yellow River.

The transportation of materials is not smooth, and the population of Luoyang City and the surrounding areas of Luoyang has exceeded 500,000 people, and the materials needed for so many people's lives are a huge amount.

Therefore, every winter, there will be a shortage of materials in Luoyang.

In the past, there was no heating subsidy in the imperial court, which was a policy carried out by Wang Xin after he ascended the throne. Of course, this is also a slap in the face to give a sweet date.

After all, he had passed the "Great Cadre Law" to supplement and revise the regulations, which made those officials very uncomfortable, and these heating subsidies were nothing to the officials of the Three Princes and Nine Secretaries, but they were very good benefits for those low-level officials.

Jia Yan rode a horse to the imperial city, since Emperor Wu, the rules of Daqian have become more and more perfect, in the past, the ministers went to the court, and there were many people who rode in carriages, but now all the generals rode horses, and only the three princes and nine kings could ride in the carriage, and it was the kind that was not covered.

The snow is not heavy, there is only a shallow layer on the ground, and there are already many people on the road to Donghua Gate.

The vendors on both sides of the street had already come out of their stalls, and the smoke of cooking carried the smell of some food, Jia Yan bought a naan cake in a cake shop of the Dongguan Wang's family, and the baked golden naan cake was stuck with a layer of sesame seeds, and it was full of mutton inside, and a bite of the wheat fragrance mixed with the mutton quickly dispelled the chill on his body.

Thanks to the control of the grasslands over the years, the price of mutton has become cheaper, and a naan cake costs only seven copper coins.

Each street has patrol soldiers patrolling along the street, and the main role of these people is to arrest thieves, catch thieves, and maintain law and order, which is equivalent to the street police station in later generations.

There are no beggars on the streets, and if they are found, they are investigated, and some family members educate them, order them to be strictly guarded, and if they repeat the offense, they are fined. If there is no family, or if the family is really poor, the family will be sent to the Western Regions.

When the time comes, the Western Regions will distribute acres of land.

If there is no one at home, the young will be sent to the nursing home to study and practice martial arts, and if they are really old and physically disabled, they will be sent to the nursing home, and then arranged some light work.

For example, grease armor, sew clothes, etc., or clean the streets, etc., the imperial court will be responsible for providing for these people.

Jia Yan was eating naan while looking at the scenery on the street, although he had been here in Luoyang for several years, he was still fascinated by the prosperity of Luoyang.

The traffic is busy, the rivers and mountains are splendid, there are orchids selling wine, there are childhood sweethearts frolicking, there are thousands of lights curling with smoke, and even some men's beauties laughing happily.

A gust of fragrant wind wafted by, bursts of fragrance, making people feel a little trance for a while, feeling that Luoyang, the capital of the gods, is like a fairyland in a dream.

With the sound of bells, the horses stopped by the Suzaku Bridge, and beyond that was the Imperial City. According to the Daqian system, except for officials at the level of the three dukes, everyone else needs to walk, and only the emperor has special gifts to enter the imperial city on horseback or in a carriage.

After Wang Xin ascended the throne, it was also modified, Jiuqing and officials over seventy could ride in a carriage, of course, the carriage was prepared by the imperial court, and a carriage could ride ten people.

And a conservatory was built next to the Suzaku Bridge to provide rest for the officials.

Jia Yan drank a glass of water in the conservatory, warmed his stomach, and then put down the cup and stopped drinking, not that he didn't want to drink water, but that he couldn't.

The Daqian pilgrimage does not start at 5 a.m., but at 8 or 9 a.m., and normally, the morning pilgrimage ends before noon.

Among them, you can't go to the toilet, so the officials who participated in the early dynasty are trying to drink as little water as possible, in order not to go to the toilet when they go to the court, over the years, the officials of the court have summed up a set of special diet for the early dynasty, get up early and empty, and then eat snacks or naan, and finally add a cup of tea.

Soon, the officials in the warm pavilion came out and entered the imperial city by car.

Today's morning is a big court meeting, and at the end of the year, it is necessary to take stock of the work of various departments, and at the same time make arrangements for next year's work, which is very busy.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

With the attendants shouting, the ministers got up and bowed to Wang Xin.

Wang Xin sat on the throne and said lightly: "Zhu Qing is flat and sits." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The people returned to their places and sat down.

Wang Xin glanced at everyone and said directly: "Let's talk about the affairs of Taifu first, how much is the expenditure of the imperial court this year, and how much is the income?" Let's talk about the tax situation of each state and county. ”

Taifu Ling Sang Hongyang stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, last year, the imperial court spent 56.73 million guan, of which there was a great drought in Shaanxi, and the imperial court allocated 800,000 guan for disaster relief, and Jiangzhou flooded, and the imperial court allocated 600,000 guan for disaster relief, and the edict ordered the surrounding counties to use regular closing for disaster relief. The imperial court exempted and exempted taxes in 17 counties including Shaanxi and Jiangzhou, and the imperial court earned 35.37 million yuan last year, and made a profit of 3.1 million yuan from coinage. ”

"The imperial court has a deficit of 21.36 million guan, of which 16.3 million guan is the capital of Zhenbei, and the remaining 3 million guan is Dengzhou Shipyard"

Hearing that the imperial court has lost more than 20 million yuan this year, the important ministers of the court are in an uproar, although they know that it costs money to protect the capital of Zhenbei, but they didn't expect it to cost so much.

"The Protectorate of the Northland is not a year, it is a deficit added up to these years." Da Si Nong explained that this account was accumulated year by year.

Wang Xin's face was expressionless, and he said, "Is there a way to increase the income of the imperial court in Taifu?" ”

"Your Majesty, the Taifu is discussing the need to increase the salt tax, the commercial tax, and the increase in currency minting." Sang Hongyang said.

Even if the imperial court is seriously in deficit, Sang Hongyang did not think about raising taxes on the common people, and those bitter haha only have a few dollars? If you want to collect taxes, you will naturally find fat sheep to slaughter.

Those businessmen, the powerful, and the bigwigs, which one is not rich. Just cut a few knives, and you will naturally have money.

"Can you make up the shortfall?" Wang Xin asked.

Sang Hongyang was silent for a moment and said, "Can't! ”

"Is there any other way?" Wang Xindao.

"Your Majesty, you can liquidate the commercial tax, there are businessmen who evade taxes every year, if it is liquidated, it is enough to make up for the shortfall!" Sang Hong Sheep Road.

Above the main hall, it was suddenly quiet, and Sang Hong Yang said that it was a businessman who evaded taxes, but they knew who was behind the businessman? O nobles and officials of every family. Without the support of these people, how could businessmen dare to evade taxes?

And none of those big businessmen have backers behind them, this Sanghong sheep is cutting their flesh.

(End of chapter)