The whole world celebrates the birth of Dragon Sun.
Although he was not the eldest son, Emperor Jing still specially organized an ancestor worship activity.
No one among the officials or ministers expressed their opinions. Everyone had been looking forward to it for many years.
After all, Li Yuanzhao was already in his twenties before he had his first child... This fertility is really worrying.
Let’s talk about the future later. Anyway, there is hope now.
Fang Zhengyi doesn't care about these things, as long as the child can be born safely, others can celebrate how they like.
My son couldn't even see it, and he was busy writing notes.
For several days in a row, I carefully prepared ten tips for starting a business, complete with theory, logic, and examples!
If the imperial court cannot relax many restrictions on the private sector, then business will certainly not be able to develop rapidly, let alone the emergence of capital.
Although food is abundant now, the development situation of the people will slowly force the court to make changes.
But now that he has decided to do it, he must not be willing to wait and must speed up the process.
Otherwise, what kind of time-travelers are they? They are already out to cause trouble, but they can’t do it successfully?
This time, taking advantage of Emperor Jing's good mood, there might be some hope of passing it.
However, Fang Zhengyi's hopes soon came to nothing.
This piece of paper was like a stone sinking into the sea, never to be heard again.
If there are no accidents, it will be left untouched.
At this moment, Fang Zhengyi was busy revising the memorial in the Zhenfu Department, preparing to write another one.
Qian Desheng was sitting at the side seat serving tea. When he was free, he picked up the official documents of Jing Jin Yiwei at Fang Zheng's hand and looked at them carefully.
Fang Zhengyi left most of the official documents to him and didn't bother to check them personally.
After a long while, Fang Zheng played the revised memorial and let out a sigh of relief.
This version has been revised, with a lot less dry stuff and a lot more emotion and flattery.
However, Fang Zhengyi was very satisfied and felt that his Chinese proficiency had improved again.
After reviewing it again, he accurately threw the memorial on Qian Desheng's desk: "Old Qian, what do you think of what I wrote?"
Qian Desheng did not dare to neglect, put down the official document in his hand, picked up the memorial, read it carefully and said: "Master, to be honest, it is not as good as what I wrote last time. It feels like a lot of water has been put into it."
"You don't understand this. No one likes to read pure dry stuff. Add water to make it smooth and smooth. Besides, other people's memorials are all thin. Only the master's and mine are so thick. You can't say it's just a person. Choose the thicker one first?"
"Sir, you are smart!" Qian Desheng praised: "He has a lot of words because he has content! But...Sir, the core things here have not changed. I am afraid it is too radical to choose a place as a business pilot." . Since ancient times, the emphasis on farmers and merchants has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Based on my experience, I am afraid that the higher-ups will never agree."
"So... I think you should not hand it over, for fear of annoying His Majesty."
Fang Zheng raised his hands and sighed, "Who says it's not the case? But if I don't hand it over, no one will think about it, even if they don't say anything when they see it?"
"But I didn't expect that when the memorial was handed over, it was not even taken out, even if it was discussed."
"That's all, what you said makes sense. Give me the memorial and help me backup the gifts. I'll go to the Ministry of Finance."
Qian Desheng asked: "Sir, why are you going to the Ministry of Household Affairs?"
"Get someone to help me negotiate. Find someone with weight."
"What gifts are you preparing?"
"Just get some tea and snacks, no need to choose too expensive ones."
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Household Department.
Xu Wenshu was sitting in the public room, sipping a cup of tea and reading a book.
Although the household department is busy, there is still some free time in the busy schedule. It is inevitable to have a headache when dealing with those figures all the time.
The book I was looking for today is quite interesting. It was brought from home or bought by my son.
A fantasy novel, I heard it was leaked from Taoyuan County.
However, the content is quite novel and interesting to read, and it is perfect for relaxing.
The book is not thick, and it is easy to read. Xu Wenshu quickly read to the end, and suddenly someone came to report: "Sir, Master Fang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, wants to see you!"
Jinyiwei? Founder!
Xu Wenshu suddenly became energetic, put the book aside and said loudly: "Please come in quickly!"
Not long after, Fang Zheng walked into the public room carrying large and small bags with a smile.
Xu Wenshu was puzzled, stood up and greeted with a smile: "Rare visitor! Rare visitor, what is Mr. Fang's business in visiting the Ministry of Revenue today?"
"Business? No! I have nothing to do. I remembered the last time I had dinner with you and asked you to give you some tea. Didn't I come when I remembered?"
As soon as Fang Zheng finished speaking, he lifted the object in his hand.
Xu Wenshu blinked and thought carefully in his mind.
It's been a while since we last had dinner with him...Did he say he wanted to bring tea?
"Master Fang, please sit down. Come here, show Master Fang some tea."
Xu Wenshu said: "I welcome you, but don't forget the gifts, my family is not short of tea. I have accepted your thoughts, and you can take the things back."
As soon as Fang Zheng sat down, he smiled and said, "There's nothing valuable, it's all popular folk food. Just take it, it's heavy enough for me to carry."
As he spoke, he opened a paper package and revealed the refreshments inside.
Seeing that they were all ordinary things, Xu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, it's inconvenient to hold them, so I won't be polite."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Fang Zhengyi showed that he had no intention of leaving.
Xu Wenshu asked tentatively: "Master Fang, please come to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Since I took office, this is your first time coming to the Ministry of Household Affairs. If you have anything to say, you may as well say it directly. There are no outsiders here."
Fang Zheng touched the memorial in his hand, thought about it and decided not to take it out yet.
So he smiled and said: "It's really nothing important, but I do have some questions... I want to consult."
Xu Wenshu was wary: "But it doesn't hurt to talk."
"Refreshing! Mr. Xu should know that in the past, various petty officials or yamen in Beijing exploited merchants and common people. But since the establishment of Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei has been working hard to crack down on these illegal things."
"So... I think Jin Yiwei's actions for such a long time should have reflected their value. If private merchants can do business normally without being disturbed, then the business tax collected by the imperial court in Beijing should also be increased."
"I came here just to ask whether the commercial tax collected by the imperial court from Beijing has been increased this year, and by how much, so that I can verify the work results of my Jinyiwei. If there are any gaps, I can urge the following to rectify them."
So that's it.
Xu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Fang, what Jinyiwei has done is indeed effective. But this tax is a secret of the Ministry of Household Affairs..."
Fang Zheng stared at him with burning eyes, motionless.
Xu Wenshu smiled awkwardly: "If it's just limited to the capital, it doesn't matter. It's 20% higher than last year. Because of Jin Yiwei's relationship, tax evasion is much less than in previous years... Of course it can be raised like this There are many other factors.”
Fang Zhengyi sighed: "Okay, I will be satisfied if it can be of help to the court."
Suddenly the conversation changed: "But if the commercial tax revenue can increase so much, Mr. Xu, do you think it will be possible to replace the agricultural tax in the future?"
"If the restrictions on merchants are relaxed and tariffs in various places are cancelled, will the revenue from commercial taxes..."
Xu Wenshu raised his hand and frowned: "This is absolutely impossible! If a virtuous person has a lot of money, it will harm his ambition. If a fool has a lot of money, it will benefit his fault. Businessmen's pursuit of profit only encourages this kind of trend. Furthermore, the rich are resented by the public. Also, the rise of merchants will arouse the envy of other people, which may cause turmoil. If people's hearts are impetuous, it is not far from the collapse of rituals and music."
"It makes sense, it makes sense." Fang Zheng agreed with great disdain.
Each of these people in the palace was a big landowner in his hometown, with many servants and numerous businesses.
He talks about being upright and upright, and managing the family from poverty, but secretly he plays more tricks than anyone else.
The Jin Yiwei had already figured out the truth, and now he is pretending to be high-sounding, which is really shameless.
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