It is obvious that the current scholars in the Ming Empire are devoted to advancement, working hard to move forward, and know nothing about the tax policy of the Ming Empire. Anyway, scholars are exempt from tax. Don’t be surprised if bad people do any bad things. After all, the girls in brothels are all yellow flowers.
When they heard that Wang Bu died of tax evasion, all the scholars were filled with indignation and resentment. "Crack down on tax evasion severely. Tax evasion has harmed the country and the people and should be severely punished."
Wu Lian's performance was the most outstanding. He raised his fist high and sprayed saliva from the two gates. The one closest to him had no choice but to cover his mouth. He didn't want to kiss the man indirectly.
Xiaohong covered her mouth in surprise, "Breathing is taxed, the Ming Empire is really terrifying."
"Does the Ming Empire have these two taxes?" Xiao Lu was a little skeptical. After all, he had lived for so long and breathed dozens of tons of air, and no one asked him to collect taxes.
"Of course there are no two kinds of taxes." Zhang Jingjun showed a playful smile on his face, and then looked at the person sitting in the trial hall.
As if sensing the owner's gaze, the man did not look up, but nodded, picked up the tea, and took a sip.
“The tea is a little cold”
The senior loser's money line immediately appeared, "Sir, I'll change it for you."
After all, he was a former official of the Ministry of Justice, and Liu Wenzheng's cultural level was also very low. He was not as good as Zhang Songhe, who was born into a wealthy family. Zhang Songhe, who had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, also read poetry and books. During the rebellious period, there were many taxes. Liu Wenzheng did not After confirming whether the Ming Empire had these two taxes, he looked at Zhang Songhe and asked, "Sir Zhang, does my Ming Empire have these two taxes?"
Tax collection is the job of the Household Department, but Zhang Songhe, who has long coveted the world's largest Oil and Water Household Department, also knows this.
After stroking his beard and coughing a few times to attract the attention of all the onlookers, Zhang Songhe replied, "In our Ming Empire, there are agricultural taxes, silk taxes, tea taxes, mineral taxes, including the commercial taxes that were just decreed by the Holy Spirit a few days ago, and the rest." There has never been any taxation.”
All kinds of exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes are only found in the dark court. Although the Ming Empire is not very bright, there is no need to pay taxes on breathing, pooping and peeing. It was obvious that Li Lizheng was not very law-abiding in his work. Not only did he secretly collect the five-household agricultural tax exempted by the emperor's special decree, but he also secretly formulated other taxes. There is no doubt that the court did not see any of this money. Maybe it went into the pockets of Li Baoguo and Li Lizheng. It was obvious that Li Baoguo was a pig teammate. Zhang Songhe wanted to hide it, but Hao Liande was also present, and these confessions were all going to be presented to the current emperor, so they couldn't hide them.
After looking at Wu Lian who was shouting "Happiest", Zhang Songhe put it away and admired it. Being uneducated is terrible, and being an uneducated scholar is even more terrible.
Uh, okay, Li Baoguo made a mistake again. Li Baoguo, who felt that his nerve endings were a little short, realized at this moment that what he just said was inappropriate for the occasion. All the court practitioners in the Ming Empire were thinking about what to do. Making money is a social reality. The officials above look down on the melons and jujubes of the poor people. Their goals are very clear, peers and wealthy businessmen, while the Ming Empire's court practitioners do not have so many low-end Li Zheng. In order to ensure his arrogant and luxurious life, Li Baoguo thought hard about how to make money, and then he thought of collecting taxes in the name of the court. After all, the people of Wuhu Village were all honest people, and they would unconditionally believe in Li Baoguo's words. There will not be the slightest doubt that, for example, pooping and peeing pollutes the environment, and we need to pay taxes to control pollution. These simple and kind-hearted people actually believed it, including Zhu Xiluo's tax-free policy for Wuhu Village. A group of illiterate people fought against each other. The name Zhang Laoguo was written on it, but Li Baoguo said it was Wang Laoer, so the villagers believed it.
With the help of all the people in Wuhu Village, the Li family lived a prosperous life and moved into a European-style villa early. However, there are always unruly people who disobey me. In his tax collection career, Li Baoguo can be said to be an obedient person. Unexpectedly, Li Baoguo suffered defeat time and time again under Wang Busheng. Not to mention the pooping, peeing and breathing tax, even the agricultural tax king Don't pay until you die. You must know that there is still a palm-sized open space in front of the small temple on the mountain, but the two of them are too lazy to plant crops. Li Lizheng's prestige was wiped out again and again after failing to succeed. Of course, the gangster knew martial arts, and Li Zheng couldn't suppress him. In the end, he could only watch Wang Bushit poaching the Li family again and again.
Although it is immoral to collect excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, it is also something that many people do. However, you can do it, but you have to do it secretly and cannot say it in public. For example, if you can't do it, your mother-in-law can do it if she knows it, but you go to the drugstore to buy medicine without wearing a mask. If nothing else, you will soon become a talking point on the streets, and Li Baoguo is the man who can't do it.
You can make some hard-earned money without anyone noticing, but you make it known to everyone.
"Fuck, this is the first time in my long life that I heard that breathing has to be taxed." There was a wave of shouts from the crowd. It's true that if you live a long time, it's not that evil will be punished, but that kind people will live longer. A little bit.
"Silence, silence," Jingtangmu suffered again. Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Liu Wenzheng hurriedly stepped in to suppress the situation. He was also impressed by Li Baoguo's showmanship. "This is the trial hall. Anyone who dares to make noise will be kicked out."
The official level is overwhelming, not to mention the world of difference. Soon the anger of the people without officials and positions was suppressed.
Okay, this will crush all official authority.
Liu Wenzheng glanced happily at the audience, then turned his attention to Pig teammate Li Baoguo, "Li Baoguo"
Collecting taxes privately is not a big deal or a small matter. At a smaller level, it is nothing more than a method of making money thought up by an ordinary practitioner of the Ming Empire. It is just his own greed. But at a larger scale, you You are poaching the Ming Empire. Are you planning to establish a new dynasty? Cold sweat kept falling from Li Baoguo's forehead. He didn't know if his cheap sister-in-law could handle such a trivial matter. Li Baoguo was very worried and looked at his nephew Li Jinzhong who was covering his head. Li Baoguo didn't feel very good. Hearing Liu Wenzheng's greeting, Li Baoguo bumped his head and kowtowed, "Sir, the common people know they are wrong. They will no longer collect taxes on pooping and peeing."
"Well" Liu Wenzheng's head hurt, "Don't say any more that has nothing to do with this case."
Fortunately, the Minister of Punishment did not pursue the case. Li Baoguo wiped his cold sweat and responded hurriedly, while giving a look of hatred.
"My son is a simple child who only thinks about the imperial court, the current emperor, and the millions of people of the Ming Empire. If the king had not died, my son would have definitely become a pillar of the Ming Empire and contributed to the Ming Empire. The prosperity and strength are the icing on the cake. The hateful king is not dead. My son is just worried that he will harm innocent people. I can't help but criticize him a few times. I didn't expect that he would kill someone in anger."
"Wait a minute, Li Lizheng, wait a minute." Although he might get hurt, Wang Bushit had no choice but to speak. Wang Busui was still very excited when he heard the news of Li Xiaoguo's death. After all, when such people grow up, they will also harm the village's evil youth. What's more serious, some people will betray the country and the kind people all over the world. But he became the one who took the blame. He would not do it until the king died. He had no idea when, where or how Li Xiaoguo died. Although I am good-looking, I cannot admit everything even though I am good-looking. Well, there is no causal relationship between the quality of my face and my responsibility.
"Sir, Wang Busheng dares to interrupt and slap him." Seeing Wang Busheng interrupting, Xie Xiaodong finally seized the opportunity. He had just been slapped and was quite lonely. Xie Xiaodong wanted to drag Wang Busheng into the water.
"Shut up, I just said that I will not take any personal action against the defendant until the case is heard clearly. You want me to break my promise and be the person who breaks my word." Liu Wenzheng was very angry. He hated to lead himself down the wrong path. He has attracted bad comrades, and it was not because of the instigation of his gang of friends. He hangs out in the Qin Lou Chu Hall before his hair even grows. He won't be able to quit when he grows up, otherwise he would have become the richest man in the Ming Empire.
Um, I'm not worried about the scarcity but the inequality. Xie Xiaodong's expression is very resentful. It's really a world of looks. If he were the male protagonist, would he be treated like this?
"Thank you, sir." Wang Busheng thanked him hurriedly and looked at Li Baoguo, "Your son Li Xiaoguo is dead?"
"Hmph, how could a little old man joke about his own son's life?"
"How did you die?"
"I'm going to ask you this"!
"Who told you that I beat him to death?"
"The king is not dead, a man dares to do what he wants, and the world is clear. You still want to quibble?" He pulled Li Jinzhong and said, "My eldest nephew, tell him how my son died and by whose hands he died!"
Okay, let’s change the extras again. I guess the show of affection dies quickly. Li Jinzhong has always been unwilling to stand in the front row. He is just a witness, an insignificant one among the many witnesses, but now he is named by his uncle. , with so many people watching, Li Jinzhong could only stand up and straighten his waist that had been bent early due to excessive indulgence. Li Jinzhong stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency, the common people are not only witnesses to the innocent beatings of the Japanese envoys, but also witnesses to the death of my cousin Li Xiaoguo."
Well, it was quite hard for Li Jinzhong, after all, he had to memorize two lines.
"Oh, the defendant is also involved in other murder cases. Please tell me quickly." Liu Wenzheng was overjoyed. If Wang Busheng had other cases involved, Wang Busheng would be dead. He and Wang Busheng had a lot of money and could still escape. , Naturally, the old man Qian Song will not have an easy time either.
"Yes, sir." Li Jinzhong thought for a moment and concocted a good line. "What happened is this. More than ten days ago, my cousin Li Xiaoguo heard that some new girls came to the Whiskey Tavern. Um, I'm sorry, I remembered it wrong. , is a new batch of good books."
As expected, there are no people with professional training and lack of professional quality. For example, Li Jinzhong’s statement that the Whiskey Tavern sells books, well, all the men in the world believe it.
Liu Wenzheng nodded, "Li Xiaoguo is really a good boy who loves reading. He traveled thousands of miles from Wuhu Village to Songjiang Prefecture to seek books."
Li Baoguo blushed slightly, "My son has been like this since he was a child. He often reads until late at night."
"Damn it," Wang Busui raised his middle finger in his heart, "I always study until late at night, so I should read movies until late at night. Oh, sometimes I also study with Li Erzhuang until late at night."
Li Jinzhong took over the conversation, "That day, my cousin and I went to the Whiskey Tavern to ask for books, and we met Wang Busheng teasing a good woman,"
"He is indeed a habitual offender," Liu Wenzheng and Zhang Songhe nodded frequently.
All the students of the Imperial Academy also shared the same hatred, and Wu Lian was the most intense. He was probably jealous after seeing Wang Busheng's two intact front teeth, "It is unconscionable to molest a good woman in broad daylight. At least you should do it at night." ".
Well, he was right to molest women, Wang Busheng just chose the wrong time.
"It takes time to see people's hearts," Zhang Songhe felt deeply. "That scholar who is missing two front teeth is really an idiot."
