Tariff refund, which seems to outsiders to be an inconspicuous trick, is actually very interesting.

According to Fang Chongyong's idea, as long as the luxury goods from the Western Regions enter Dunhuang, it will not be ruthless, and it will be sorry for the extravagant Ji Ge and the many profligate Chang'an magnates.

But such a routine of fishing with all his might is actually very disadvantageous, and it is not Fang Chongyong's original intention.

A long stream of water is the king, and you can't be too ugly when you eat. If the Hu merchants in the Western Regions are oppressed too hard, those people will fall to Tubo, and in doing so, it will be counterproductive.

While making money, firmly tying these Hu people from the Western Regions to the chariot of the Tang Dynasty is what a border town should do.

Therefore, although the heavy tax is collected, if the merchants can transport the necessary materials such as grain and cloth to Dunhuang, then they can be given a "tax refund"! Depending on the type of product, the tax refund rate is also different.

Contact Shazhou is more than 2,000 miles away from Chang'an, and at least a few months have passed to do business back and forth. And in the past few months, if there is an accident among the Hu businessmen, then I'm sorry, this tax will be automatically confiscated.

Because the tax refund and the tax refund documents must be matched one by one, and no one else can do it for you.

And even if the businessmen get the tax refund in the end, Fang Chongyong will not lose at all. During these months, the taxes were all stored in the Shazhou government and could be used at will.

As long as there is an endless stream of goods entering and exiting the customs and is not interrupted by war, then the accumulation of this "floating in the air" tax is an extremely large windfall! It is enough to solve the problem of financial difficulties accumulated in Dunhuang.

As for why I told Zhang Yi about this, it was because without the support of the local Han people, it would be difficult to implement these policies smoothly. After all, a policy on paper is just a piece of paper, and the power of implementation is the key to the success of the policy.

People who can only play lip service will not be able to make achievements in government affairs after all.

"The big households in Dunhuang have the merit of defending the land. It is also a matter of course for the government to give you some preferential treatment.

Zhang Yuanwai can gather the local big households, and the government intends to set a tax amount for you that can be reduced or exempted every year. In this way, the business that you don't do on a daily basis will become better. ”

Fang Chongyong hinted meaningfully.

What does it mean to do business? There is a channel advantage to save money, and business is naturally easy to do, and everyone who understands this kind of thing understands it, so there is no need to say more.

Zhang Yi nodded slightly with a thoughtful look on his face, and generally understood what Fang Chongyong meant.

In the past, the Sogdians monopolized the pricing power on the trade route from the Western Regions to Dunhuang, and the local Han people could not intervene here, so there were no partners at the source.

And now, with the "duty-free quota" specially approved by the government, the local Han Haoqiang also has their own voice on the trade routes of the Western Regions, and can compete with the Sogdians.

These local heroes have no shortage of land and no shortage of troops, isn't that the difference?

As for the drawbacks caused by this, Fang Chongyong felt that ...... He is not the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and he is not Brother Ji! When the four-year term is up, just pat yourself on the ass and leave. Where can you think so far. Now it is a great achievement to help the Shazhou government solve the financial problems of the army and the government, where can I think about things in the future!

The rest of the story can only be said later!

"The king's strategy can be described as far-sighted. It's just that these things are very important, and someone doesn't dare to decide whether this can be done or not. ”

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment and then continued to ask:

"Three days later, please come here to talk about it, and then the local families in Dunhuang will come here. Today, he will show them all the decrees that the king is going to implement, and let them weigh them too.

Someone thinks that it is generally not bad and should be fine. ”

Zhang Yi smiled and nodded, and the other party Chongyong was deeply admired. Except for the words "terrible in the afterlife", he has no other words to describe the other party.

Anyway, when he was a teenager, he didn't have this kind of ability.

Although Fang Jieshuai was demoted to Lingnan as a festival envoy, he believed that it was only a matter of time before he recovered. Fang Yuanjun didn't have to worry too much. As fellow villagers, we will all stand on Fang Envoy's side. ”

Zhang Yi said with relief.

Well? The scumbag dad was demoted?

Fang Chongyong was shocked in his heart, he only learned the news now, and then said quietly on his face:

"That's natural, this official is also the ancestral hometown of Dunhuang, although he was not born here, but where is he willing to give up this hometown.

Everything is in trouble. A certain official business is here, and he has to go back early, so he will leave. ”

Fang Chongyong bowed deeply to Zhang Yi, then got up and left.

The scumbag father was demoted to Lingnan, and this horse joke became bigger. Fang Chongyong decided to let Yan Zhuang inquire about the news after he went back to see what was going on.

But don't spoil his big things in Shazhou.

……

On an early summer night, a crooked moon hangs in the sky. The silver moonlight sprinkled on the medicinal spring in the shape of a missing moon looked sparkling, magnificent and mysterious. Fang Chongyong sat alone on the edge of the trestle where several cruise ships were moored, quietly thinking about a series of questions since crossing to Datang.

Yan Zhuang had already inquired in Luocheng that in the spring of this year, a series of major events had indeed occurred in Lingzhou City.

Li Longji, the Son of Heaven, and the Grassland Tiele Tribes set up a monument in alliance with each other, which was very successful.

However, after the end of the alliance, because of the accidental death of a female Taoist priest around him, the Son of Heaven transferred Fang Youde, the envoy of the Youzhou Jiedu, to Lingnan and served as the envoy of the five prefectures of Lingnan.

At the same time, Zhang Qiqiu, the envoy of Shuofang Jiedu, was transferred to a middle and lower state in Hedong to serve as the assassin.

As for the generals who were implicated, there were a lot of people.

Yan Zhuang also heard a piece of gossip, the dead female Taoist priest, called ...... Yang Yuhuan is the ex-wife of King Shou and Li Longji's confined.

Hearing the news, Fang Chongyong's mood was very nervous, so he didn't even eat a few bites of the table of food carefully prepared by Anaye, and came to the shore of the medicine spring to think about life.

"It's all messed up."

Fang Chongyong sighed, although Yang Yuhuan is gone, but with Brother Ji's style, "Yang Guifei" can't run away. The difference is only whether the surname is "Yang" or how many people there are.

Recalling all the things that have happened from just here to now, Fang Chongyong suddenly had a strange feeling:

Is it because he is so capable that he encounters so many things?

If he really lay flat and rotten, would his situation be different?

If he hadn't met Zheng Shuqing at the beginning, then it was very likely that he would be taken away by Wang Zhongsi and returned to Chang'an.

If he doesn't come out in Chang'an, instead of begging to come to the Western Regions, then he is likely to wait for death in the flowery world of Chang'an.

If he didn't make plans and do practical things in Ganzhou, Liangzhou, then he would have fun casually in Hexi and return to Chang'an.

If you don't plan big things here in Dunhuang, you can't stop fooling around, then sooner or later you will be transferred back to Chang'an by Brother Ji and be unemployed at home, and there will be no such bullshit things.

After all, these things are all because you are too "stubborn" and ask for trouble!

As long as he is a little stupid, a little cowardly, and pretends to be a fool and shouts for help when necessary, then ...... It doesn't seem that he needs to have a hard time as a hairy child!

Feeling the familiar footsteps behind him, someone sat down next to Fang Chongyong, so he grabbed the other party's shoulders and sighed: "Follow me to Chang'an in the future, I will let you live a good life, and you don't have to be displaced like now." ”

"Alas, I want to too, but looking at Lang Jun like this, it's probably unlikely."

Anaye sighed and leaned against Fang Chongyong.

"That's right.

In this world, the fire cooking oil has not been stable for a few years.

Dunhuang is quite good here, around Chang'an, the land of the powerful is full of traffic, and ordinary people have no place to stand. There aren't many people who can support a family by practicing medicine in a doctor's house like your father.

The expenses of the imperial court are increasing year by year. I was a stabbing historian in Dunhuang, and I was already an expert in making money, but I still felt that the treasury was not enough to withdraw, let alone elsewhere?

The local officials can't make money with ordinary methods, so they can only think of ways to get out of the way. The way of the world will only get worse and worse until someone stands up and rises up! ”

Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh.

The rent of the imperial court is too treadful. Li Linfu has adopted the method of reducing rents and increasing household taxes in many parts of the country. It cannot be said that it has no effect, and it does adjust the tax collectors.

But for Kego, it's not enough.

If you can't give money from above, then you have to try your best to make money below. The tax reform that Fang Chongyong is now implementing in Dunhuang is, strictly speaking, a serious infringement of the power of the household department. However, since the top does not give money, then the bottom is no longer allowed to change the way to make money, is this considered to be a good stand?

Therefore, Fang Chongyong is very sure that as long as he can ensure the surplus of the government, military, government and civil affairs on the books, then the imperial court will turn a blind eye to what he is doing in the local area.

As long as the places below are fine, then the central high-level will not be fine.

As long as there are capable people, in border towns and localities, in addition to rebellion, they can do whatever they want.

The center is now too busy to take care of itself, Li Linfu can fill in the pit dug by Brother Ji, he is already a capable minister, and it is impossible to expect him to solve the big problem of the Tang Dynasty that has been backlogged for a hundred years!

No one has that strength.

Fang Chongyong thinks that he is not a person who lacks virtue, but there are hundreds of thousands of officials in the Tang Dynasty, and among them, there are only as many people who lack virtue as there are carp crossing the river.

It is to be expected that the grassroots level of Datang will only become more and more lively.

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.

Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”

Fang Chongyong groaned without illness and sighed.

He is so worried, he has been borrowing the tiger skin of the scumbag father Youzhou Festival. Now that I know that my father killed Yang Yuhuan, do you want to take my sister to run away with this horse?

Yang Yuhuan is dead, this Datang can no longer stay, and the little historical details in his memory are completely useless!

"I don't understand at all, but autumn hasn't arrived yet."

Anaya shook her head and said, she has studied medicine since she was a child, and she is seriously biased, and she is almost illiterate about poetry and articles.

"If you don't understand, it's right, it's right......"

Fang Chongyong was halfway through his words, then he pillowed his head on Anaye's lap and fell asleep tired.

……

Three days later, in order to prevent the Western Regions Hushang from being destroyed by the big Hu merchants who had damaged their vested interests, Fang Chongyong placed Anaye and them in the backyard of the government office in the small city, which itself was also the place where the assassin should live.

After nightfall, Fang Chongyong and his group came to Zhang's house, and raindrops the size of beans fell in the sky, and then it fell more and more, forming a torrential rain!

Where the amount of precipitation does not exceed 50 millimeters a year, it actually rains heavily. This made Fang Chongyong, who was rare and strange, surprised, since he came to Dunhuang, it was the first time he had seen a rainstorm, even a light rain, he had only seen it once before!

The local representatives of the Zhang family in the mansion also seemed to be extremely surprised by such a heavy rain, and they all looked surprised. Even the older people seem a little flustered.

"Zhang Yuanwai and the patriarchs, have you all thought about it?"

Fang Chongyong looked at everyone and asked.

"We don't have any opinions on the matter of insurance premiums, and we resolutely support the king's work. If there are people who don't obey, then definitely do things cleanly. ”

Zhang Kui said quietly on behalf of everyone.

It's easy for them to get money to do things. No one would be stupid enough to come out and stop it, saying that it was unruly to play like this.

What is good for everyone will become a rule if it is not a rule.

"As for the tax reduction, we don't have a problem with it, we just want to know, how much can it be reduced?"

Zhang Yi was no longer hinting, but directly said what they hesitated in their hearts.

The reduction is much greater, and the local big households must be sent by the Shazhou government at will.

If the reduction is small, the orders of the local big households to the Shazhou government can be dealt with casually.

Dunhuang produces local grain, and the annual output is only 300,000 stones. Because of the dependence on snow irrigation, the yield is relatively stable, but the agricultural income is indeed very mediocre. These local big families look at the scenery, but in fact, they just have more tenants and farmland, and they may not have much money.

The tax-free policy is not only an extra windfall every year, but also allows the merchants of the Western Regions to put down their bodies and cooperate with them, so how much is this tax-free amount, it is very important!

It can be said that quantitative change produces qualitative change!

"Every year, 30,000 silk, a few of you will discuss the share. This is the initial goal, and the official will increase or decrease the amount of tariffs next year and the degree of support you have for the Shazhou government. ”

Thirty thousand silks!

Looks less?

No, no, no, it's just a tax-free quota!

So how many goods are there related to it?

How much business is there in this way?

It's unimaginable!

Don't be too little, the purchasing power of silk in Dunhuang is very strong!

Zhang Yi felt that his breathing was a little heavier.

The hall fell into a deathly silence, and Fang Chongyong said that the big families of them added up to 30,000 silk. So who should take more, who should take more, and what obligations should they fulfill?

It's hard to deal with!

At this moment, a servant ran in in a panic, and his clothes were all soaked.

In Dunhuang, a place where everywhere is dry, this scene is really quite rare.

The servant muttered in Zhang Yi's ear for a long time, and Zhang Yi's face suddenly changed greatly.

"It's not good, the Ganquan water (Dang River) is overflowing and bursting the embankment!"

"How so?"

"Why not, it's not the first time?"

"Why is this time coming?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people present.

Ganquan water is the mother river of Dunhuang and Luocheng, the sweet spring water is overflowing, the two cities are fine, but the situation outside the city is not easy to say.

"Flooded?"

Fang Chongyong asked with a puzzled expression.

Who knows why there is a flood in the desert!

Fang Chongyong's whole person is not good, he didn't expect that Dunhuang, which was so frenzied by the lack of water, would actually have floods!

Fortunately, he didn't continue to ask questions, exposing his shallow cognition.

"Envoy, please wait here, we are all the canal masters of the canal society, and now we are going to take the members of the society to guard the canal. Please rest assured that this city will be fine after a lot of tempering. ”

Zhang Yi said with an oath.

At this moment, the big drum of the castle tower also sounded. It resounded in the silent night sky as if it were urgent.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

It seemed to knock on everyone's hearts in the lobby.

"Why do the drums of the castle tower sound?"

Zhang Yi frowned slightly and asked, this time it was really not what he expected.

Like him, the representatives of the other local surnames were equally unaware of the reason, and their faces were worried and even frightened.

Only when the town is attacked by the army will the big drum of the castle tower sound.

"It's coming! The Tibetans are coming, attacking the city wall! ”

At this moment, another servant rushed into the lobby in embarrassment, and shouted directly to Zhang Yi, he couldn't care about the humility of the upper and lower levels!

Everyone's eyes looked at Fang Chongyong, with expressions of admiration, confusion, and fear. They originally thought that the rumors that the Tubo people were attacking was Fang Chongyong's big fool, and they deliberately did it in order to advance their routine.

Before coming to the meeting today, they confirmed that even more.

Unexpectedly, this hairy kid is really playing!

"As the training envoy of the Shazhou regiment, this official orders you to take your family and troops to assist the border army in defending the city!

From this day forward, all of your clans have been recruited by their own officers as solidarity soldiers.

Within half an hour, this official will see you in the signing room of the Shazhou city wall, as well as your subordinates! ”

Fang Chongyong took out the group training talisman hanging on his waist and showed it in front of everyone!

Although he was panicked in his heart, in the eyes of outsiders, he was moody and angry, and he was more stable than Mount Tai.

Everyone present had the experience of serving in the Tang Army, and of course they knew that Fang Chongyong was holding chicken feathers as an arrow, and the regimental training envoy did not have the power to mobilize the united soldiers at all.

It's just that the matter is in a hurry, and the Tubo people are in a hurry to attack the small city of Dunhuang, and it is too late to investigate these things.

Choking on food for the sake of "procedural justice" has never been the style of the border army.

Now Fang Chongyong is the backbone, and there is a tall man on top of the sky falling, so of course you have to listen to him, otherwise what else!

"We will obey the orders of the envoy!"

Everyone knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"This official is one step ahead!"

Fang Chongyong walked out of Zhang's mansion, in the dark where no one was around, his body was already too weak to move, and he was supported by Anaye, his legs were trembling.

"Lang Jun, can you do it?"

Anaye asked in a low voice, at this time the rain had stopped, and even the stars could be seen in the sky.

Fang Chongyong also recovered, he stood up straight, took a deep breath and said, "If it doesn't work, it has to work." If the city is broken, I will kill you first, and then kill myself, so that you will not be caught as a slave and humiliated. ”

Hearing such resolute words, Anaye held his hand tightly and nodded slightly, "Okay! If you want to die, I will die with Lang Jun! ”

The wolf is coming, there is no ticket.

(End of chapter)