Xie Xiuwen saw that everyone was silent. After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man wearing ordinary cotton clothes stood up.
"In our hometown, redemption of Yao service requires three taels of silver, while redemption of military service ranges from three to five taels of silver. Let me add that our hometown is relatively poor. Most farm families only have three taels of silver left at the end of the year. Four hundred coins.”
Where there is one there are two.
Another young student in ordinary clothes also followed up and said: "In our place, the price of redeeming a Yao is about five taels of silver. The military service varies, and it may be as high as ten taels of silver. In other words, I was born in a land of plenty. But despite this, the total income of our farmers there throughout the year is only more than five taels of silver, and I am talking about the situation when there are three or four strong laborers at home."
After that, a few more people stood up, and their words made some students in brocade robes somewhat embarrassed.
This scene is too ironic for them!
In a private room on the second floor, a middle-aged man stroked his beard and said: "I don't know how bad the people are, but they still pretend to live for the common people. I don't know why these people have such big faces!" "
Opposite him was a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Sir, what you are saying is that if you don't know how much money the people need to live a prosperous life, how can you talk about asking for help for the people!"
What happened to the merchant?
For the Dazhi Dynasty, merchants are also citizens of this land. How can they start talking about raising business taxes when they don’t know everything?
Xie Lin nodded slightly, agreeing more with Xie Xiuwen's statement.
"Brothers, I have also heard that because the geographical locations are different, the related redemptions are also different. Moreover, in some places, the Yao service is twenty days, and in other places, the Yao service is forty days. These are all The difference. We cannot assume that just because merchants have a business name, they must not be good people and must have made shady money. Those small businessmen and hawkers, busy all year round, can barely keep their families fed. That’s all, how did they offend you, and they actually want to add another shackles to their already poor life?”
This is a very serious statement!
But those present could not refute it.
The definition of business status in the Dazhi Dynasty was much better than that in the previous dynasties.
Generally speaking, if you rely on craftsmanship to make a living, you will be classified as a worker.
For example, if you open a small restaurant, it's not a big deal, so you won't be registered as a merchant.
But if you open a big restaurant and you can taste delicious dishes from all over the country, it must be a businessman.
Because of the benevolence of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, the Dazhi Dynasty developed vigorously over the past few decades, and the chaos of the previous war was no longer visible.
You can't just set up a small stall in the market and be given a business registration, right?
That's a bit bullying.
Xie Lin stood up at this time, cupped his hands and said: "Brother Zicheng just said it makes sense. However, I still have something unclear, please give me some advice."
Xie Xiuwen returned the courtesy and said, "I don't take advice seriously, but if you know what you know, you will definitely tell the truth."
Schelling's impression of him was even better.
"The difficulties mentioned by Brother Zicheng just now are also for ordinary small traders. But if they deal with large merchants, such problems will no longer exist. Then the tax increase mentioned by several brothers before It seems to be reasonable."
This statement has been recognized by many people. After all, not all vendors are poor.
"What the Third Young Master said is true. Even among big merchants, there are benevolent merchants and profiteers. I don't know about others, but I have been fortunate enough to travel to several places with a few classmates. Some of the big local merchants, in the year of disaster, They will give porridge and medicine to the local people for free, and even provide some shelter. If some benevolent businessmen are like this, will they also have to increase taxes?
If so, wouldn't it chill their hearts? In someone's opinion, they were just doing business honestly. As long as they didn't owe the court taxes and didn't do anything illegal, what was the difference between them and ordinary people of good origin? "
After thanking Xiu for his literary words, he saluted everyone and said: "What I just said was just my thoughts at the moment. I am not speaking for the merchants. I just want to say that the world is so big, and it is not just what you and I see. Can people in this world be good or bad just because they are noble or humble?"
This topic seems to have escalated all of a sudden.
The middle-aged man chuckled: "This person is quite interesting."
The young man asked curiously: "Sir, do you think this student has a way to solve my father's current concerns?"
The man shook his head: "It's hard to say, let's wait and see. Besides, it won't be long until spring. If he really has some ability, he will see the real results in the imperial examination."
The young man's eyebrows moved slightly. The gentleman did not mention the general examination, but directly mentioned the palace examination. This shows that he is very optimistic about this person.
Zhao Yue coaxed Xie Rongzhao to drink another cup of digestion tea, and then asked: "Do you think what your father said just now is right?"
Xie Rongzhao nodded and said matter-of-factly: "Of course my father can't be wrong. Just like that Fang Yuan, he is good and bad. He beats people and kills, and dares to do any bad thing. But Uncle Song and Uncle Liu, who are both merchants, are very good. Good. They may have some shortcomings, but they are still good people with benevolent hearts and good deeds."
Zhao Yue raised his eyebrows: "Just because Song Yi gave you a birthday gift, he is a good person?"
Xie Rongzhao glared at him: "Of course not! I have personally seen Uncle Song asking people to send rice and grain to the shantang. If he only donated money to the temple, I don't think he is very kind, but he is willing to give out rice and grain. To help those who are suffering and helpless, I think this is the real good person."
Zhao Yue found this very interesting.
“Why don’t those who donate money to the temple necessarily have good intentions?”
Xie Rongzhao curled his lips and looked at him with suspicious eyes: "Are you stupid? Those who go to the temple to pay for sesame oil are all for themselves or their family members. They are asking for something from the Buddha, not taking money. When you go to help others, how can you be sure that they have good intentions?”
"But these coins will eventually be used by the monks to give porridge and make meals."
"That's not necessarily true! I heard that many temples are not clean. Some monks even drink alcohol and eat meat. I heard that there are also flower monks. Uncle, what is a flower monk? Does it mean wearing flower clothes?"
Zhao Yue suddenly had black streaks all over his head!
What are these words? What blind person taught this to a little darling indiscriminately?
"Where did you hear that? Little girl, please don't talk nonsense in the future!"
Xie Rongzhao felt aggrieved and curled his lips: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Anyway, I think what I just said makes sense. If you don't agree, it means you are small-minded and don't want to admit that I, a kid, think better than you." through!"
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