Chapter 398 People Are Seeking Profit, Exorbitant Taxes

"Uncle, the food is ready, shall we serve it now?"

At this time, someone came out from the door, Fang Xing said with a smile: "Get some more, let's eat together today."

At this time, the status of servants was not as high as it was in the late Ming Dynasty. At that time, servants and the general ate together, and they ate whatever the general ate.

It's just that when it comes to the battlefield, these generous benefits need to be guaranteed with life.

After setting out the meals, Fang Xing pointed to the various dried fishes and said, "Come on, everyone, try it and see if there is any future in bringing it to the inland."

Braised octopus in braised sauce, fried jumping fish...

Seeing that everyone was eating heartily, Fang Xing didn't care about the rules of not saying anything, and said: "If you want the people to trust you, the tough way won't last long, so today I propose to let them do it themselves, and then buy it together. But then you all saw it."

The knife swallowed a piece of hairtail, "Master, you set a trap for them!"

"That's fine."

Fang Xing said bluntly: "This kind of canned food has relatively high requirements for conditions. If it is distributed to various households for processing, the final products will be uneven, and it is not big or well done."

Fang Wu's eyes lit up, and he said: "Master, then you should lure them with profit first, and after making them tempted, then use Mr. Xu's appearance to finish, just to convince those people."

Fang Xing nodded slightly and said: "If you don't lure, the people won't be tempted. If you don't plan, no one will pay attention to you. This is the human heart."

Xu Fangda said in a daze, "But teacher, why do you think that those baskets of copper coins are the most important?"

"Exactly." Fang Xing nodded and said: "Seeing is believing, hearing is believing, no one will listen to your deceit!"

Seeing several people thinking, Fang Xing was thinking about another question.

After dinner, Fang Xing went back to his study to write letters, not only to his family, but also to Zhu Zhanji and others.

In the letter, Fang Xing related the history of the Japanese pirates and the situation of the people along the coast. The last sentence was: If the bottom-level officials are not eliminated, the Japanese pirates will continue!

In the back, Fang Xing attached the content of the fish tax imposed by the local government.

The fish classes in the coastal areas are divided into true colors and folded colors. In recent years, due to the war, there are more natural colors, that is, swim bladders and the like.

However, in addition to collecting the true nature, the local government also requires other miscellaneous taxes.

Barriers, water feet, consumption...

The addition of these miscellaneous taxes makes the fishermen miserable, and many of them abandon their jobs. There are even those who take the risk and go directly to the sea to find Japanese pirates, changing from fishermen to pirates.

"Uncle, it's a good thing to pay taxes in the past few years, otherwise it would be even more difficult!"

Daming’s taxation is divided into true color and folded color. True color is your own output, and folded color means that you have to spend money or buy things required by the government to pay taxes.

The taxation of different colors has allowed the local government to have more miscellaneous tax items, making it even more difficult for the people.

Huang Zhong sighed: "I have traveled a lot in the past few days, and found that the local officials are like wolves and tigers, setting up pretexts to search for people's wealth. Just like what my uncle said, if the bottom officials are not eliminated, the Japanese plague cannot be eliminated!"

Fang Xing took Huang Zhong's record booklet, flipping through the miscellaneous taxes collected under various names, as well as various extra-staff chores...

"Travel money, money for food, money for bamboo baskets, money for gods and Buddhas along the river..."

"ha!"

Fang Xing looked up, let out a depressed breath, shook his head and said, "People are greedy, how many corrupt officials did Emperor Gao kill? How many corrupt officials did His Majesty kill today? They are endless, let's go forward!"

Thinking of the long period of 'going forward and succeeding', Fang Xing said with a wry smile: "This is a chronic disease, and it is impossible to disappear in any era. At most, it is just more effort in supervision and inspection."

In fact, what Fang Xing said in his heart was: not only supervision, but also the formation of a state of national supervision, so as to slow down the spread of corruption at the grassroots level.

Thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang's ruthlessness in killing corrupt officials, Huang Zhong couldn't help but shook his head and was speechless.

Fang Xing wrote a new letter, sealed it, handed it to Lao Qi Xin, and said, "Send it quickly."

The military has its own channels,

According to Fang Xing's level, he can naturally request to speed up the delivery.

The two were sighing, Xiaodao came in and said, "Master, when Mr. Huang came back, someone followed him."

Huang Zhong was startled, and said in astonishment: "I'm just alone, why did they follow?"

"Go, follow that person, and see who wrote it."

Fang Xing confessed that after Xiaodao left, he sneered and said, "Fang's coming here seems to have touched the interests of some people! They are scared!"

After thinking about it for a while, Huang Zhong also understood the reason of the matter.

Fang Xing's methods of dealing with the Japanese pirates and Japanese people are shocking, and he has not left Taizhou Mansion for the time being. Those people are probably worried that the grandson's teacher came down with some purpose.

Fang Xing got up, looked at the golden yellow that was sprinkled in the courtyard outside, and said with his hands behind his back: "I am selfless in my heart, and I have no ghosts in my heart. Why do such sneaky things, I want to see what these people are afraid of!"

The next day, Xiaodao brought news of the stalker.

"My lord, that man ended up in the tax department."

"A tax secretary would never dare to do that in private!"

Fang Xing remembered the wonderful tax policy of the Ming Dynasty. The commercial tax was set by Zhu Yuanzhang as one of thirty taxes. The reason for this was to restore the business that was hit hard by the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

But in the Yongle period, Zhu Di did not dare to change his Lao Tzu's policy, and the tax rate was still ultra-low.

"We rely on farmers to support this huge country. If there is a natural or man-made disaster, what about Daming?"

Fang Xing sighed: "The same is true for the Shibo Department. Non-governmental trade is prohibited, and only tribute trade is allowed. The key is that no tax is collected. Oh god! Look at the commercial tax of the former Song Dynasty!"

Huang Zhongjiu was in Suzhou Mansion, so he naturally knew about these disadvantages. He persuaded: "Uncle, these have to be taken care of slowly, after all... Your Highness is still young!"

Fang Xing glanced at Huang Zhong in surprise, nodded and said, "Yes, we are all young, but I can't ignore this matter!"

After being silent for a while, Huang Zhong bowed and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I also have a heart!"

Just now Huang Zhong suddenly expressed his heart, Fang Xing just responded vaguely, this time he can't do this again, otherwise Huang Zhong will definitely give up.

After staring at Huang Zhong for a moment, Fang Xing said slowly: "The risk of this road is not small, you must be perseverant, and you cannot be a man with a heart like a stone. Have you figured it out?"

Huang Zhong solemnly cupped his hands and said, "Uncle, I will not regret it!"

Fang Xing's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he stabbed at Huang Zhong like a knife: "Bo Lu, do you know the consequences of these words? Once you have any abnormalities, Fang has a thousand ways to make you die silently." interest!"

Huang Zhong said calmly: "If that's the case, let uncle deal with it!"

Fang Xing nodded, and said: "Okay, you can come to my study from now on."

Fang Xing's study room is a forbidden place in Fang's house, unless he asks you to go there, anyone who gets close will be regarded as a spy by the servants.

Huang Zhong had seen Fang Xing's actions during his time at Fang's house. From Zhu Zhanji's attitude towards Fang Xing, to the content taught in the classroom, there is a meaning...

We are not Confucians!

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