No need for Magistrate Sun's introduction, Yun Chao has long been paying attention to tax matters.
The imperial court collects 10% of the grain tax every year, but down below, it charges 50%.
Take Qingyang County as an example. Of the 50% tax collected, 10% goes to the court, 100% to Qilu Province, 100% to Dongping Prefecture, and 10% remains in Qingyang County.
Well, this is only 40%, and there is still 10% left, which is the benefit of the tax collector.
Unfortunately, Yun Chao had no intention of paying that much tax at all.
This tax system is obviously unreasonable. If you continue to collect it like this, you will never be able to develop your power.
"County Magistrate, our Qingyang County has encountered a severe drought this year. Grain production has been greatly reduced, and many fields have failed to harvest. Coupled with the rampant banditry, the tax revenue is only half of previous years. You can just report it according to this proportion."
Damn it!
County Magistrate Sun, Chief Secretary Feng, and County Magistrate Yang all felt as if their heads had been kicked by a donkey, and they were buzzing and moaning.
"Yun Er, you can't do this. From 50% to 50%, the superiors won't agree!"
When Magistrate Sun became anxious, he stopped calling Yun Chao county captain and started calling Yun Er again.
Yun Chao didn't take the title of Magistrate Sun seriously: "Then what can we do? It would be good to still be able to harvest food during such a severe drought. How about Magistrate Sun, please make a report and say that our Qingyang County has no harvest. Ask the imperial court to allocate one million shi for food relief?"
"you……"
If possible, Magistrate Sun would really like to slap this bastard Yun Er to death. You are making it very difficult for me to do this!
"Yun Er, my Lieutenant Yun County, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's mainly because I can't help myself!"
County Magistrate Sun said earnestly: "Last year, the magistrate of Changshen County next door shamelessly blew up the yield per mu into thousands of kilograms. The magistrate was soon transferred to another prefecture as a general judge. We will not report it to Gaoli. Forget it, if you dare to report so low, it doesn’t matter if I can’t keep my position, but all the officials in the county will be in trouble, you know?”
Yun Chao didn't accept Magistrate Sun's words at all: "Magistrate, you have to understand that tax collection is your problem. Now I am helping you, not you helping me. There is no food in the fields, what can I do? How about you, county magistrate, lead people to collect taxes in person?"
"you……"
Magistrate Sun wants to bite people, but I want to collect taxes personally. The yamen servants are yours, can I command them?
Seeing that Magistrate Sun was speechless, Yun Chao looked at Chief Feng again: "Master, how about you collect taxes?"
Chief Feng shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, only you, Captain Yun, can complete such an arduous task of collecting taxes. I really can't do it!"
Yun Chao raised his eyebrows: "Master Feng, I suspect you are scolding me?"
"No no no no……"
Chief Feng waved his hands like windmills: "Lieutenant Yunxian, what I said is true. I really didn't mean to ridicule you!"
"Hmph, the more you talk, the more I think you are mocking me. Forget it, Yang County Cheng, how about you collect the taxes?"
Of course, Yang Xiancheng would not be fooled, and refused even more decisively than Chief Feng.
Yun Chao spread his hands: "County magistrate, you can see that I didn't intentionally not collect taxes. I really can't collect that much. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. I really have no choice!"
Magistrate Sun almost cried.
"Lieutenant Yun County, Second Master Yun, I beg you, please have mercy on me. I really can't write the tax exemption application!"
Yun Chao stood up and didn't want to talk to a few old foxes anymore: "If you don't want to write, just don't write. Whoever is afraid will use his own money to buy grain to pay the tax. Anyway, I can't collect so much grain, so that's it. ,goodbye!"
After saying that, Yun Chao walked away, leaving the three of them staring at each other.
"This... County magistrate, what should we do? If we can't collect taxes, how will we pay our welfare?"
Yang Xian Cheng rolled his eyes. The person named Feng is so shameless. How long has it been and he is still thinking about his own welfare...
Well, what is the welfare standard for the county magistrate?
It is said to be welfare, but in fact it is gray income. When taxes are collected every year, it is the time when Qingyang County officials have a collective carnival.
It's a pity that the bastard Yun Er appeared this year. It seems that the welfare of Qingyang County officials will be ruined!
After leaving the county government office, Yun Chao smiled slightly.
You old foxes, you are still young when you are playing tricks with me.
Yun Chao didn't know how to operate so many places in Dawu Dynasty. He only knew how certain places were operated in his previous life.
We cry about poverty every year, apply for relief every year, and do not want to take off the hat of poor areas. If we do it, the benefits will be huge.
Yun Chao already has a relatively clear understanding of the productivity of agriculture in the Dawu Dynasty. With such a severe drought this year, according to the tax collection standards stated by County Magistrate Sun, it is simply impossible to complete the task!
As for the magistrate of Changshen County next door, who said that the yield per mu is over a thousand catties, it is also possible.
Isn’t it just exaggeration? Who doesn’t know?
However, compared with having a yield of less than 30,000 jins per mu and never getting married in this life, a yield of 1,000 jins per mu is too childish!
Magistrate Sun wants to improve his political performance by falsely reporting output and paying more taxes, but Yun Chao will never object.
However, he has to pay for it himself, and it is impossible for Yun Chao to let the people of Qingyang County pay for him.
"Wu Er, sent someone to inform Zhang Sihai and ask the propaganda team to do more propaganda. He said that County Magistrate Sun, Chief Secretary Feng, and County Magistrate Yang must make our county pay 50% of the land tax!"
"yes!"
Wu Er is now the head of the Yamen and also the chief of the bodyguard of Yun Chao. He already knows about the previous fight between Yun Chao and Magistrate Sun.
In Wu Er's view, no matter what means Yun Chao used to deal with them, it would not be an exaggeration.
A few corrupt officials are so greedy. If it weren't for Brother Chao, the people of Qingyang County would be in trouble!
Wu Er is not a hypocrite who talks about benevolence, justice and morality. In his mind, as long as he can benefit the people, he is a good official. No matter how shameless his methods are, he is still a good person!
…
"The county magistrate is in trouble. The people have surrounded the county government office, saying they want justice. Why did Yun County Lieutenant originally want to collect three tons of land rent, but you don't agree and insist on collecting 50%?"
Damn it!
Magistrate Sun almost vomited blood and died.
Yun Er, you bastard, you must be the people you instigated. I am just doing things according to the usual practices of previous years. How can I become a corrupt official when you mess with me?
At the same time, Chief Feng's mansion was also surrounded by people.
The common people were not as polite to Master Feng as they were to Magistrate Sun.
"Feng, get out of here. Why do you charge 50% tax?"
"Feng, can you come out? If you don't come out, we will rush in!"
"Folks, the one named Feng is the worst thing. His concubines all wear gold and silver. Every day when they go to the latrine, they wipe their butts with big cakes. Those big cakes are baked with the grain we handed over. Such a corrupt official, you Say, what’s the use of keeping it?”
Chief Feng: "#%&＠..."
