Seeing Ying Zheng sitting on it and keeping silent, everyone present knew that Ying Zheng was actually happy to see this happen.
Otherwise, if Fusu had been chattering here for so long, Ying Zheng would have stopped him long ago.
And when they heard Fusu say that businessmen can make a country rich, everyone present was a little moved. After all, who thinks he has too much money?
Immediately, an official asked: "How to regulate businessmen?"
"You still want them to pay taxes willingly?"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Fusu. It was obvious that they also cared about the merchant's money. As long as it could reach the treasury, it would inevitably not fall into their own pockets.
Fusu thought for a while and then said: "This matter must be handled carefully. Some businessmen earn more, and some businessmen earn less. Naturally, the tax collection between them should be different."
"For example, some businessmen who can only make ends meet do not need to pay taxes."
"And..." As he said that, Fusu suddenly hesitated for a moment, glanced at all the officials, and finally looked at Ying Zheng, and said with some embarrassment, "Not only the merchants have to collect taxes, but the nobles of Da Qin should also have taxes. , Only in this way can it be truly fair.”
"Otherwise, it would definitely be... very inappropriate for the nobles to get the best terms and resources without having to pay anything."
Hearing this, all the officials' expressions changed.
Just now, I was still angry about the businessman, but the target of the blame was immediately turned on myself?
Ying Zheng's expression did not change, but his eyes became much deeper, and it was obvious that he did not know about this matter.
Everyone was quiet for a moment. Li Si looked at Fusu with a bit of hatred. Why did the majestic prince believe everything Fusu said?
After thinking about it, he said: "Master Fusu, do you know that if we tax the nobles, it will inevitably alienate the nobles from Great Qin. How should we deal with it?"
He didn't say some words, but everyone present understood that some of the officials in the court were from noble families. If they were asked to give money to the court, although it was hard to say whether they disagreed, they would definitely hate Fusu and Ran Fang in their hearts.
Everyone looked at Ying Zheng, who was sitting in a high position, as if waiting for his decision. As long as Ying Zheng did not agree to the matter, Ran Fang and Fusu would not be able to proceed no matter what.
As a result, under their expectant eyes, Ying Zheng looked at Fusu and slowly said: "The Prime Minister's words are reasonable, is there any way to resolve the confusion?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts suddenly felt as heavy as lead.
It is obvious that Ying Zheng agreed to collect taxes from the nobles. In other words, Ying Zheng had long wanted to collect taxes from the nobles, but he had never had an opportunity. Ran Fang's words gave him an opportunity.
Fusu naturally thought the same way. Thinking of what Ran Fang said when he came, he felt more confident.
He saluted Ying Zheng, bowed and said, "To my father, what I mean is that everyone needs to maintain this world, and this noble man is naturally one of them."
"If they don't want to, it means they don't want to see the better development of Da Qin. It wouldn't be a big deal to kill such people."
"I believe there will be people who understand my father's painstaking efforts, and they will naturally carry out this matter quietly."
Fusu had always advocated benevolent government, but this was the first time he proposed such cruel methods. Everyone marveled at his change, and at the same time had to admit that these words made them feel fearful.
You must know that although Fusu may talk about it, Ying Zheng is different. He will definitely do it.
Sure enough, Ying Zheng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and looked at Fusu with some approval in his eyes, as if he was very satisfied with Fusu's changes.
"This method is very good!"
"Then it's up to you."
Everyone took a breath, this matter is really going to be settled?
Even Wang Wan, the censor, couldn't accept it. He took a step forward, saluted Ying Zheng and said, "Your Majesty, if you really want to collect taxes from the nobles, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to the country of Qin."
Feng Quji and Li Si on the side also stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance and needs long-term consideration. Please take back your order."
All the officials also stepped forward and said in unison: "Your Majesty, please take back your order!"
When it comes to their own interests, these officials are unusually united.
But even so, Ying Zheng had no intention of compromising.
He glanced at everyone present, frowned slightly, and said in a cold tone: "I have decided not to mention this matter again!"
"Li Si, I just want to compile the Qin Code into a book. You can discuss it with Ran Fang and compile a Shang Code."
The imperial aura he exuded made everyone lower their heads, and no one dared to speak even if they wanted to exhort him.
An unknown fire surged in Li Si's heart, but he could only reply respectfully: "Here!"
Everyone saw that Li Si had already compromised, so naturally no one dared to raise any objections, so they all had no choice but to salute respectfully, which was regarded as acknowledging the matter.
Ying Zheng didn't know what they were thinking, but he didn't care at all. As long as he could make Great Qin a better place, he was willing to try.
"Okay, if nothing happens, please step back."
"I'll take my leave."
Coming out of the Qilin Hall, Li Si, Feng Quji and Wang Wan were walking in the front, but it was like there was a wall between the three of them, and no one had the intention to pay attention to the other.
But from the expressions on their faces, it could be seen that several of them seemed to be in a bad mood.
Many familiar officials gathered around the officials they were familiar with, looking very nervous. It seemed that no one had thought that such an earth-shattering thing would happen on such an ordinary day.
"Prime Minister, do we really need to collect taxes?"
"Master Censor, you are His Majesty's closest minister. You must advise His Majesty carefully and not be so confused."
"Right Prime Minister, could you please advise Your Majesty again that you should not have your own way in this matter?"
Everyone doesn't want the tax collection to continue, but they all know that Ying Zheng's decision will not be compromised so easily.
They wanted to let the three important ministers take the lead, but none of them were fools. They ignored everyone's chatter and walked straight out of the palace.
Looking at this situation, everyone knows that there is no room for change in this matter, so they can only go back and inform their families to be prepared.
After all, no one wants to be the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkeys.
Meng Yi, who was walking at the end of the crowd, followed Zhang Han, cautiously stepped forward and asked, "What do you think of this matter?"
Maybe because he didn't expect Meng Yi to take the initiative to talk to him, Zhang Han turned around and looked at Meng Yi, and said in a calm tone: "Thunder and rain are all your kindness. Since Your Majesty has decided on this matter, I will naturally obey you. His Majesty’s.”
Perhaps because he didn't expect Zhang Han to speak so grandly, Meng Yi stopped and was a little stunned. Looking at Zhang Han's retreating back, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
He seemed to be shocked by Zhang Han's words. After he came to his senses, he murmured: "This..."
"That being the case, then my Meng family will naturally support His Majesty!"
"We must not let you get the upper hand."
