Fusu wandered around the hall, pondering, and finally decided to go find Zhang Cang.

First, Zhang Cang knew about Ji Heng's existence.

Second, Zhang Cang is the history of the pillar in the Imperial History Mansion, and his main political affairs are to audit the account books, and with Zhang Cang's help, it should be able to help the implementation.

Moreover, he still had curiosity in his heart and wanted to listen to Zhang Cang's opinion.

Think about it.

Fusu wiped his face with a sweat towel and strode towards the Imperial History Mansion.

Not much.

Fusu went to the place where Zhang Cang dealt with political affairs.

The current government hall is much more empty than it was a few days ago.

Zhang Cang's fat body sat on the seat like this, holding a honey pot in his hand, eating a few bites from time to time, looking very enjoyable.

Ahem.

A light cough suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Zhang Cang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly hid the honeypot behind him, and looked at the bamboo slips seriously.

Then.

Fusu stepped into the temple.

He glanced at Zhang Cang with interest, and glanced at Zhang Cang's back as if he was nothing.

"Zhang Cang, I've seen Gongzi." Zhang Cang's face was slightly embarrassed, he stood up with his palm on the big case, and while making a move, he took the initiative to open the topic and said, "Why does Childe have time to come to me?" ”

Fusu said softly: "During this time, I lived in the palace and tempered my talents, but I felt that I was still lacking in all aspects, and I was a little bored after staying for a long time, so I stopped by to take a look, and by the way, I also wanted to ask you for advice." ”

"Please also ask Zhang Yushi to give advice."

Zhang Cang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Childe, it doesn't hurt to say it, if the minister can relieve his doubts, he will know everything." ”

Fusu arched his hand and did not speak.

Instead, he took out a bamboo slip from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Cang.

Zhang Cang stretched out his hand to take it and looked at it carefully.

Fusu was not in a hurry, and waited for Zhang Cang to finish reading before he spoke: "I don't know Zhang Yushi, what is your opinion on the content of the bamboo slips?" ”

Zhang Cang pondered for a moment and said in a condensed voice: "The content on the bamboo slip is not bad, but the implementation is a little too cumbersome, and the requirements for the imperial court are also a little high, on the whole, it is still a practical idea." ”

"What are the similarities and differences with the 'salt and iron monopoly' in the Guan Zhong Reform Law?" Fusu asked.

"Guan Zhong's 'salt and iron franchise'?" Zhang Cang glanced at Fusu in surprise, as if he didn't expect that Fusu would have an understanding of Guan Zhong's change method, but he still said with a straight face: "Frankly speaking, the difference between the two is not big, and it is even the same." ”

"Please elaborate." Fusu bowed deeply.

Zhang Cang pondered, and said carefully: "Guan Zhong's 'franchise' is that the government collects it from the people, and then sells it openly to the outside world. ”

"The bamboo slips are basically the same."

"It's just sold by the government, and it has become sold by merchants."

"But don't forget that the pricing power of this salt and iron is in the hands of the imperial court."

"Merchants are just sales tools for the government."

"At first glance, there is indeed a difference between the two, but with a little scrutiny, it is easy to see the clues."

"Compared with Guan Zhong's 'franchise', the 'franchise' on this bamboo slip obviously has an extra layer of camouflage, replacing the government's monopoly with a businessman who sells for the government."

"Both are actually the same."

Hear the words.

Fusu was immediately stunned.

But I also figured it out in an instant.

He knew why he didn't see the problem.

He never thought that there would be problems with the imperial court's control of the pricing power, he thought that the imperial court would definitely choose to lower the price for the sake of stability, and as the world knows, salt and iron are the huge mouths of the world's wealth, and the pricing is controlled by the imperial court, and the imperial court wants to take advantage of this to collect more commercial taxes, which is too easy.

When the imperial court was short of money, it only needed to secretly raise the price, and it was easy to overcharge a large amount of commercial taxes.

What is the difference between this and the franchise of Guan Zhong?

No!

The only difference is that it has only changed from an official sale to a commercial sale.

But in fact, it is still tax-based!

The so-called bottom line is actually a fig leaf.

It is used to cover up the greed of the government.

And the fame and fortune of this move are all attributed to the court, and only the businessmen in front of the stage will be scolded.

"This" Fusu was speechless in shock.

He hadn't thought of any of that at all.

But after Zhang Cang's mention, he has thought it through thoroughly.

Seeing Fusu's frightened appearance, Zhang Cang knew that Fusu had already understood.

He hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "As written on the bamboo slip, the purpose of this idea is one. ”

"Grab the money!"

"Compared with the past, it is fair to grab money from the people."

"It turned a corner, and deliberately pushed Shang Jia to the front first."

"Grab the merchant's money first."

"If the appetite of the imperial court grows bigger and bigger, I'm afraid that it will still be grabbed in the end."

"At that time, it will become a money grabber for the people again."

Zhang Cang sighed lightly.

He didn't think there was anything surprising about it.

Since ancient times, the only factor affecting taxation has never been whether there is money at the bottom, but whether the court needs money or not.

As long as the court needs it, the bottom will have to pay money.

Compared with the past rampant conquest, the method recorded on the bamboo slips is obviously much more gentle and decent, and it is not directly collected from the bottom, but first towards the merchants.

This is a great deal of forgiveness.

Fusu was silent for a long time, unable to say anything.

He had already figured out why Ji Heng had repeatedly emphasized that this was used for profit, and as for the rest, it was incidental, even if the effect was mediocre, it didn't matter at all, because Ji Heng's goal was very firm from beginning to end.

Grab the money!

That's what he used to make money.

His purpose has always been to make money.

It's just that the world has been poor for a long time, so he chose to start with the businessman first.

Fusu took a deep breath to calm himself down as much as possible, and he said in a deep voice, "Is there room for improvement in this method?" ”

Zhang Cang thought for a while, shook his head and said: "This method is actually considered very comprehensively, even if there is an improvement, there will not be too obvious improvement, the most effective, and the most direct, in fact, is to vigorously crack down on the sale of illegal salt and ironware, after all, these exist, in fact, they are competing with the government for profit." ”

"Still."

Zhang Cang paused, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and said uncertainly: "There is something strange about this. ”

"The workers who produce salt and iron are clearly written as hired."

"And the official property of the general manager."

"Daqin has never been able to hire, and has always been conscripted and sent to labor."

"The method on the childe's bamboo slip seems to be just a broken product."

"If I'm not mistaken, this method is only for a transitional purpose, in order to promote it to the whole country as soon as possible."

"So I made some sacrifices."

"But this person seems to want to make some changes, and deliberately forcibly added some of the original designs."

"If nothing else, there will be changes in the future."

"But not necessarily, these 'problems' may have been deliberately done by this person, in order to show 'kindness'." As he spoke, Zhang Cang glanced at Fusu meaningfully.

Looked at.

Fusu smiled bitterly.

He couldn't hear the meaning of Zhang Cang's words.

Zhang Cang thinks that this is some 'wrong writing' deliberately made by someone in order to please himself.

But he had a clear mind.

It is impossible for Ji Heng to please himself.

Ji Heng didn't put himself at ease from the beginning.

Always call yourself by your first name.

Ji Heng made a 'slip of the tongue', but I am afraid that as Zhang Cang said, it is for the sake of laying it in the back.

Come to think of this.

Fusu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, I am more curious, what is Ji Heng's real thoughts?

What did he want?

It's just that compared with the past, Fusu can calm down more.

He knew that Ji Heng's vision was high, and what he was thinking about was beyond his reach.

What I can do is to keep up with Ji Heng's pace, and gradually peek into the 'big things' that Ji Heng is trying to do from small things.

The way to do things, plan and then act!

Haste makes waste.

This is what Ji Heng deliberately emphasized.

Fusu smiled and said, "This must be impossible. ”

"I may know something about this, and this method is to buy time."

"Buying time?" Zhang Cang was stunned for a moment, he glanced at Fusu deeply, and had some doubts in his heart, and then thought carefully in his mind, as if he realized something, his eyes showed a touch of surprise, and he said solemnly: "Dare to ask Gongzi, can the minister know, who is the hand of this policy?" ”

He knew something about Fusu, so he knew from the beginning that the content of the bamboo slips was not from Fusu.

Fusu didn't have that kind of experience, and he couldn't think about it so meticulously.

It's just a matter of who is doing this.

He was a little curious.

He knows all the ministers of the DPRK and China, and none of them have acted like this.

And this person has a very unique vision, and as soon as he comes, he is eyeing money, but he is afraid that what he wants is very big.

It is even possible to change the decline of Great Qin.

However, just as Zhang Cang asked, a name suddenly appeared in his mind, and a touch of panic suddenly appeared on his white face.

There is a strong sense of unhappiness in my heart.

He vaguely guessed who it was.

Subconscious.

Zhang Cang wanted to stop it.

It's just that his 'son and slow' haven't been said yet, and Fusu has already spoken out of his mouth.

"Ji Heng !!"

There was silence all around.

Zhang Cang's eyes showed a touch of grief and indignation, and he didn't care about the number of courtesies, so he hurriedly ran out of the hall.

I don't want to stay any longer.

He wanted to slap himself twice now.

What is the mouth?

What's there to know about this?

Now I'm better to put myself back in it.

Who is Ji Heng?

It was a man who had been killed in public.

It's a dead man!

A remnant of the Six Kingdoms was able to escape death in full view of everyone, and became the staff of the eldest son.

Is this the kind of insider information he can inquire about?

And today, everyone knows that Ji Heng is dead.

Ji Heng can't 'live'.

can't let the outside world know that Ji Heng is still alive.

There is royal dignity at stake.

Zhang Cang is just a royal history, how dare he get involved in these things?

It's just that Zhang Cang hasn't walked out yet, and he was directly stopped by Fusu.

Zhang Cang cried with a sad face.

The fat cheeks were full of indignation and resentment.

He knew that it would be no good for Fusu to find him, and he had been cheated several times.

Zhang Cang said sadly and indignantly: "Eldest son, can't you change your personal scourge?" ”

"I, Zhang Cang, have also offered advice to Daqin and sweated."

"During this time, in order to check the account books, I worked even harder, and finally the plan was over, son, you still came to harm me, I was already pot-bellied, how could I withstand such intimidation? If you don't breathe for a while, I'm afraid it will be gone. ”

"Childe, let me go."

"I, Zhang Cang, want to live a few more years."

Zhang Cang stared at Fusu with grievances and resentment.

Looked at.

Fusu couldn't help laughing: "As the so-called heart is wide and fat, although you are fat and white, you may not be able to hide things in your belly, why are you so trembling?" ”

"Again."

"Mr. Ji's life is not a big deal."

"He's actually dead."

"Don't be careful."

Zhang Cangtong's face was red, but he was extremely aggrieved, and muttered: "Childe's words are wrong. ”

"You can't come back to life after you die."

"To die is to die, and to live is to live."

"How can you say both?"

"The minister is just a petty official, so he deserves to know such a secret?"

"If Childe is really considerate of the minister, please don't leak such information again."

"The minister is really scared."

Fusu disagreed, and said with a smile: "Now you already know." ”

Zhang Cang was speechless for a while.

He blushed and said in annoyance: "It's all because of this broken mouth, after eating some honey, you dare to ask anything." ”

Fusu burst into laughter again.

Zhang Cang was left alone, secretly depressed and melancholy.

After laughing a few times, Fusu smiled and said: "I came this time, in addition to asking for your opinion, I want you to make a move to determine the relevant matters, your financial management ability, economic access, no one in the world can be better, salt and iron are related to people's livelihood, you have to be careful." ”

"Please also ask Zhang Yushi to bother."

Fusu got up from the case and bowed deeply.

Zhang Cang pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "The minister will live up to the trust of the son." ”

"The production of salt and iron in the world is uneven, most of the salt and iron in the eastern part of the country come from the Qi country, and there is relatively little salt in Chu, and it takes a lot of financial resources to transport salt and iron, so the pricing should be different in different places, and the best way is to 'write the law in rent' and 'tax the corn' like the rent of the field."

"But it's not realistic right now."

"The imperial court didn't have so much manpower, so it went to various places to investigate the production and transportation of salt and iron."

"So it can only be relatively modest."

"However, as said in "Han Feizi Foreign Prince", the so-called moderation will eventually become an empty treasury of the imperial court, the civilians below are hungry and cold, and the only ones who are rich are the traitors in the middle."

Fusu bowed slightly.

He had read Han Feizi dozens of times, and he knew the truth.

Fusu said in a condensed voice: "I know the stakes in it. ”

"I just want to know now, if the imperial court has a moderate price, compared with the past few years, whether the commercial tax in the next few years can be increased, especially the commercial tax in the Kanto region."

Zhang Cang nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The commercial tax in Kanto should be able to increase a lot, there are tens of millions of people in Kanto, but the commercial tax collected has been less than half of Guanzhong, and the local officials are very greedy. ”

"This move is to collect money."

"No matter how greedy the local officials are, they don't dare to be too presumptuous."

"But this growth can't be sustained."

"A few years is enough." Fusu didn't pay much attention to this, and then continued to ask: "I am not very familiar with the situation of officials in the DPRK, you have been in the DPRK for many years, and you have some understanding of the talents of officials, who do you think is the most suitable person to negotiate with the merchants?" ”

Zhang Cang frowned slightly.

He touched his chin and pondered for a moment, but he stopped talking.

Fusu saw Zhang Cang's hesitation and said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it, if it's really suitable, I'll lobby in person." ”

Zhang Cang's expression was solemn, and he said carefully: "The minister thinks it's Ji Heng." ”

A word fell.

There was a sudden silence all around.

(End of chapter)