There was silence in the canopy hall.
On the golden bricks in the main hall, the whole hall was filled with crimson. Dukes, ministers and uncles all had their faces flushed.
Anyone could hear the teasing tone in the emperor's words.
In the Ming Dynasty, with potentially high-yielding crops such as sweet potatoes, people would naturally be able to have enough to eat, and everyone could earn more.
For most people in the hall at this moment, this is a good thing.
A few people are even thinking that feeding the people is something that has never happened in the Central Plains since ancient times, and the remaining surplus will naturally be collected by themselves.
The meritorious generals hoped to use the wounded soldiers to serve as local grain chiefs. This would increase the military's voice and power in the court, and would also help them seize the interests that were originally controlled by the small local gentry group.
The civil servants hoped to control the system of tax collectors and grain chiefs from the top of the court and participate in the division of interests.
Common people?
With sweet potatoes as a crop that may fill people's stomachs, just let them fill their bellies.
The people can follow it, but they cannot know it.
If the people can still have more surplus after having enough food, then what role do the court and the government play?
What else can they, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, do?
On behalf of the emperor and the herdsmen, if the people have needs, then the officials will be useful.
If the people really had no worries about food and clothing, what else would the Ming Dynasty need them for?
On the throne, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his ministers with a smile.
A hehe sound came from the emperor's mouth.
"Your Majesty, the affairs of the country are now very heavy. We have appointed the meritorious officers of the Southern Expedition to serve as local grain ministers in Zhili. This will be supervised by Tai Sun. The Fusi of Jinyiweinan Town and the Metropolitan Procuratorate will jointly supervise. The Ministry of Household Verification will verify the amount of local taxes paid every year. The Ministry of Personnel will assist in the management of local prefectures and counties, and the Ministry of War will assist in the affairs of tax collectors. An official office for the supervision of tax collectors from all over the world will be built in front of the Wuying Palace."
As soon as these words came out, the officials in the palace were suddenly stunned.
Who would have expected that the emperor would directly take out the affairs of the world's tax collectors and set up an official office in front of Wuying Palace.
In this way, whether it is the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Ministry of Personnel, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, or the Ministry of War, they only have the power to assist, but not to take the lead.
And by asking Taisun to personally supervise this matter, it was obvious that the emperor wanted to give Taisun another job.
Looking back, there was a decree coming out from the court that the grandson should supervise the affairs of the tax collectors in the world.
This is another Yamen built on top of the Ming Dynasty's court.
The ministers sit on wax.
The benefits they originally fought for will obviously be greatly reduced after the emperor's words.
But at this moment, the emperor on the throne did not allow them to have the courage and courage to express any objection.
Zhu Yunxi, who was standing on the steps, was surprised.
Making the tax office step by step independent of the court is his ultimate goal. But I didn't expect that the old man would directly facilitate this matter in one step.
Involuntarily, Zhu Yunxi silently raised his head and looked at the old man above.
A large part of the reason why the Ming Dynasty finally declined was that the court could not collect taxes. There is a lot of land in the world, but there may be very little land that can be taxed. In addition, during the collection of summer and autumn taxes and various additional taxes, the court exploited people from top to bottom, and the money and grain that eventually fell into the household department's warehouse became even more difficult. Less hair.
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In this world, people cannot survive without money.
If the court has no money, the world will be in chaos.
People eat horses and chews, food pays soldiers, government expenses, and relief reserves all need to be supported by taxes.
It is controlled and relatively independent, and has a tax office that collects taxes powerfully. As long as the king can ensure that the tax office is relatively clean and subject to certain supervision, the source of Ming's tax revenue can be guaranteed.
During this process, as long as it is ensured that the tax office will not breed corruption on a large scale and will not deceive the king and exploit local areas on a large scale, it will be far more powerful than continuing to implement the existing cumbersome, complicated and lengthy tax collection system.
And this is exactly what makes the officials in the court silent at this moment.
That's exactly why.
For officials, they want to make things more complicated.
From Yingtian Chaotang to local prefectures and counties, only when the process of things becomes extremely complicated and the procedures become numerous can they ensure that they have enough means to intervene, and then among these numerous processes, they can find the most beneficial way for them to obtain point of interest.
Now the new tax collector and tax bureau system has directly simplified the originally complicated tax collection process to the point where local tax collectors and grain chiefs are dispatched to directly interface with the Yingtian tax bureau.
The procedures are simple and the responsibilities are clear.
If you want to seek benefits from it, it becomes extremely complicated and difficult.
Many officials couldn't help but think of the things that are currently being promoted such as sharing the land with the land and integrating the officials and the gentry.
Once the land tax for the entire Ming Dynasty is determined, tax collectors from the tax office will only need to collect taxes door-to-door according to the roster.
If there is a disaster, you only need to reduce or reduce the corresponding part of the tax in accordance with the imperial government's relief decree.
Yu Xin, the left servant of the Ministry of Finance, who originally didn't pay much attention to the ministry, suddenly felt that he might really become a useless person.
Zhan Hui, the civil servant's chief official, was in a dilemma for a while.
He knew the thoughts of his colleagues, but he would never disobey His Majesty the Emperor's will.
After thinking about it.
Zhan Hui finally stood up and said: "Your Majesty, I don't know how to decide on the decision to move the people of Zhili to the south to Jiaozhi."
Zhu Yuanzhang silently looked at the person in front of him, who had been the official minister for many years, and smiled slightly: "The matter of relocating the people to enrich Jiaozhi will be entrusted to the grandson."
Zhan Hui thought for a moment and nodded silently: "I think that in dealing with tax collectors in the tax office, your majesty has a kind heart and benefits the people. This is feasible."
Tianguan Shangshu has already nodded in agreement with the emperor's decision.
The remaining officials had no choice but to voice their support at this time.
…………
More than half a month.
Quietly, the Supervisory Office of the Tax Collector of the World was in front of the Wuying Hall of the Imperial Palace in Yingtian City, not far from the duty room of the Sixth Section. Without making much of a fuss, the formal work of handling the tax collectors' grain of Yingtian Mansion and surrounding counties had begun. A long matter.
At the same time, the imperial court also officially issued a decree to move the people of Zhili south to Jiaozhi, so as to increase the number of Ming people in the newly conquered areas and stabilize the newly conquered areas for the Ming Dynasty.
The first batch.
There were no less than thousands of families and more than ten thousand people in total. The government gathered them at Longwan Pier on the Yangtze River outside Yingtian City. They boarded a hundred-meter-long giant ship and set sail south to Jiaozhi.
….
Most likely, this life is destined to thrive in Jiaozhi and have descendants.
It's just that no one will arrive. Among the thousands of relocated people, there are about a hundred or so households that belong to the small gentry and merchant group in Yingtian City who spread the rumors in the first place.
After all, compared to the entire Yingtian Prefecture and Zhili, which had to move no less than 100,000 households to Jiaozhi Road, these hundred or so households were nothing.
But only these 100 or so families knew clearly that this was the punishment imposed by the imperial court on themselves and others for spreading rumors in the city because the emperor's grandson had offered crop bounties and had long been dissatisfied with the sharing of land.
If not, why was the neighbor next door to the courtyard who also had a lot of fertile land, and whose dissatisfied neighbors were not included in the relocation list after the allotment started?
But no matter how frightened and regretful these people were.
But no one inside or outside Yingtian City would care about them anymore.
because.
Now Ying Tianfu is vigorously carrying out the reform of the tax collector and grain chief system in accordance with the requirements of the Ming Dynasty Taxation Office.
"Bang bang bang."
When a dewy morning arrives, the first ray of cold sunshine shines on the countryside of Yingtian Mansion. In Liuhe County, north of Yingtian City, at the foot of Guabu Mountain by the Yangtze River, in front of a house located in a fertile land , there was a burst of intensive knocking on the door.
The house here is
It is located not far from the foot of Guabu Mountain and covers an area of dozens of acres. It creates a garden with both Suyang style and Huizhou simplicity.
But it is in sharp contrast to the low-rise villages not far away.
The knock on the door did not first call the people in the house, but instead caused the sound of dogs barking in the village not far away.
In the distant fields, a few constructed farmer men quietly raised their heads.
When I saw the door of Mr. Huang's house, I don't know when a large number of officials wearing Pixiu uniforms and wild goose feather knives appeared on their waists. Together with a small team of royal guards wearing flying fish uniforms and embroidered spring knives.
After seeing the person knocking on the door of Mr. Huang's house, the farmers in the fields immediately retreated back into the fields, but in the end they still timidly but curiously raised their heads from time to time, looking expectantly at Mr. Huang's house.
Tian Mai frowned when he saw that the concierge of the Huang Family did not respond for a long time.
The tax collector next to me, Pixiu, looked murderous: "Sir, do you want to knock on the door?"
Tian Mai immediately turned his head and glanced at the tax collector blankly.
"The tax office is the land of the country, the state, and the country. It is the place where the world's taxation and financial resources are related. It must not be treated lightly or tyrannically."
After giving the warning, Tian Mai quietly stared at the door that had been closed for a long time.
"Be merciful and restrained when dealing with people who have not violated the laws of the Ming Dynasty, and continue to knock on the door."
The tax collectors wearing Pixiu uniforms and holding knives in their hands could only shake their heads helplessly.
"Bang bang bang."
"Tax Office."
"Open the door."
"Check the tax."
There was a series of knocks on the door of Mr. Huang's house at the foot of Guabu Mountain.
Finally, the sound of cockcrow came from the courtyard.
A steward with a mustache stretched out his hand and patted his mouth to breathe. Under the care of the concierge, he walked out from behind the slowly opened door.
The manager glanced outside and saw that it was the tax collectors from the tax office who had just been established by the imperial court in Pixiu uniforms. His eyes twitched, but he immediately calmed down.
….
The steward waved his hands in the air and bowed: "It turns out that you are the superiors. I don't know what happened when the superiors came to visit us early in the morning. My husband just went to the county seat yesterday and was invited to attend the summer harvest banquet at the County Zunming Hall."
The tax collectors at the tax office outside the door had gloomy eyes, just waiting for the Lord's order.
Tian Mai snorted and sneered: "Come here, enter the house, take the entire Huang family into custody, and kill anyone who resists!"
At this moment, Tian Mai was full of murderous intent, and there was no mercy and restraint as mentioned before.
Following his order, a group of tax collectors who had already been prepared drew their swords and rushed into the Huang family's house, knocking down the stewards blocking the door.
Tian Mai, on the other hand, led Jin Yiwei into the mansion slowly.
"The Jinyi Guards will report the charges."
The movement in front of the house had actually attracted the attention of Mr. Huang's family. The men gathered in the front yard and watched as a tax collector named Pixiu rushed into the house and unscrupulously arrested and detained the servants and servants. These people were already in a panic.
The steward who opened the door put his hands on the ground, fearful of losing control.
However, the accompanying Jin Yiwei turned a deaf ear and reported in a deep voice the crimes committed by Mr. Huang's family.
"The Huang Si family in Liuhe County, Yingtian Prefecture, occupied acres of land, resisted the imperial court, exploited the people, refused to promote land sharing, and hid acres of land. They stole the grain chief of Guabu Mountain, fought big and small, bought people into slavery, and paid bribes Government. After years of repeated crimes, we have now found out. The imperial envoy supervises the tax collectors' office in the world and is ordered to apprehend the Huang family."
The Jin Yiwei who shouted took out a rough-edged decree from his arms, glanced at it, and then confessed the charges against Fourth Master Huang's family.
Then he took back the will that had already been used and stuffed it into his arms, and waved forward.
The last group of Jin Yiwei also rushed into Huang Siye's home.
to noon.
Huang Siye, who went to Liuhe County yesterday to be a guest at the county government, was also escorted back to the foot of Guabu Mountain by a team of royal guards.
Tian Mai took a deep breath, crossed his legs, pressed his knees with his elbows, and glanced sideways at the crowd of people kneeling in the front yard of Huang Mansion.
In his hands were boxes of account books.
They are all tax verification accounts for rural fields that Guabushan Grain Chief has assumed over the years.
Several clerks from the tax office, who were wearing Pixiu uniforms but did not carry swords, started doing accounting and inventory checks early in the morning.
When Tianmai was about to fall asleep.
A clerk finally stood up with the cleared account books.
"Your Excellency, it has been found out that the Huang family has occupied acres of land for many years, concealed taxes, and hid three amounts of money."
Tian Mai hummed and lowered his head slightly to look at Huang Si's family kneeling in the front yard.
In this early morning, Huang Si's family went through uneasiness, anger, confrontation, bloodshed, panic, panic, and continued uneasiness, and now they are completely numb.
Everyone in the Huang family knows that no one can escape.
Especially when they knew that the old man at home was invited to go to the county government last night and was detained all night by the young magistrate who took office in Liuhe County after the fifteenth year of Hongwu.
Tianmai Doudou handed over to him the calculated amounts of the Huang family's misappropriation and exploitation by the tax office clerk, and snorted: "Record it in the Eucalyptus Bar. Huang Sifa allocated Changhua Iron Mine, and the rest were messed up and recorded in this year's account." The second batch of people moving south to Cochin is on the list.”
….
A wail.
But Tian Mai's words did not stop.
"Order the Taxation Department directly under the Taxation Department to dispatch personnel to take over the post of Guabu Mountain Grain Chief."
"The county magistrate of Liuhe County will be issued and the list of grain chiefs throughout Liuhe County will be forwarded as soon as possible, and the list of persons involved in the law will be reported."
The clerk from the tax office wrote down the matter, nodded, and stepped aside.
Tian Mai finally stood up, walked to the corridor, looked at the Huang family's servants all over the floor, and waved his hand: "They are all taken to Longjiang Wharf to be moved to the camp. The house here was demolished and returned to farmland, leaving part of it as Guabu Mountain Office of the Chief of Food."
After saying that, Tian Mai walked away.
In the entire Liuhe County, Huang's family is not the first, but it is not the last either.
After finishing his errands in Liuhe County, he had to go to Jiangpu County next door.
In this way, the two counties in the northern part of Yingtianfu can be considered to have completed the restructuring of tax collectors and grain chiefs.
As for the errands in the four counties of Jurong, Lishui, Gaochun and Liyang south of Yingtian Mansion, others have to handle them.
"Inland Revenue Department, open the door for tax inspection."
Such slogans will echo in Yingtian Mansion for a long time.
Then, it will reverberate throughout the Ming Dynasty.
…
"The restructuring of grain chiefs in the six counties of Yingtian Prefecture is progressing steadily, and the selection of tax bureau officers has been completed. The remaining places will be decided after the Jinke Imperial Examination."
In the small study room of the East Palace, Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi reported on the work summary of the tax office with a haggard expression.
The imperial envoy supervises the deputy commissioner of tax collectors all over the world, which is Zhu Gaochi's current job.
Just say that sooner or later we will follow in the footsteps of our second uncle!
Now it’s come true!
Zhu Gaochi held the recent work summary of the tax office in his hand, and stared at Zhu Yunxi who was writing and drawing at the desk with resentful eyes.
"How many people are taking the exam today?"
Zhu Yunxi, who was writing and painting, asked without raising his head.
Zhu Gaochi pursed his lips and stuffed the tax department's summary into his sleeve: "A total of more than 5,300 people have registered for the examination in this department."
Zhu Yunxi stopped the pen in his hand, looked at Zhu Gaochi, and frowned slightly: "It's not as good as the number of people in Hongwu's twenty-five years."
"This is rare in previous years." Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes at Zhu Yunxi: "The examination is about to begin. Ren Hengtai mentioned before that the number of candidates admitted to the Jinshi examination this time will be the same as that in Hongwu's 25th year."
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "A little more is better, lest everyone feel that they are a treasure, have high vision and low hand, and do not know the hardships of the court and the sufferings of the people."
Zhu Gaochi whispered: "If Enke continues to be like this in the future, there may be slander. Now there are already discussions among the scholars, but
yes……"
"Just because they can be on the list and become two-ranked Jinshi, they have no complaints." Zhu Yunxi took over Xiaopang's words, looked at the other party, and smiled slightly: "Look, these people are so pretentious. Hypocritical. In my opinion, they are not as good as the girls on the banks of the Qinhuai River, who are true, responsible and upright!"
Zhu Gaochi had a strange look on his face: "I don't dare spread these words."
In the study, Zhu Yunxi hummed twice.
His eyes were dark.
"I'm waiting for the day when all the people in the world will be Jinshi."
Let those bunch of arrogant Confucian bitches be worthless!
Zhu Gaochi sighed softly. There was one piece of data about Enke in Hongwu's twenty-seventh year that he had not revealed, and few people in the world knew about it.
In the current examination, more than 5,000 people were registered to take the examination, and 1,080 people were interested in studying.
No matter what the purpose of these people is, at least what they show in front of the world is the attitude of supporting Xinxue.
At this time, Zhu Gaochi said again: "The official vacancies set aside by the tax bureau will not only focus on the top two candidates in the current subject, but also those who have failed. In the future, the tax bureau will have to take turns in all the roads, prefectures and counties in the world. The yamen needs more people to run errands, and just relying on the soldiers to retire is not enough, nor is it enough to shoulder the important responsibilities of the place."
This is just one of them. There is also Tianxia Station, which is now also the place where wounded soldiers and soldiers on the front lines are resettled.
The restructuring and construction of post roads has developed rapidly in the past two years. Things that are convenient for people and merchants all over the world will naturally be sought after. It is precisely for this reason that various places have to submit petitions every year to request more manpower.
Zhu Gaochi nodded silently.
Brother Xi said this because he actually wanted to arrange those who failed in the exams to work in the tax bureau.
At this time.
The door to the small study room was knocked open with a bang.
Sun Cheng, who forgot the rules of the small study, rushed straight into the study.
"Third Master, there is chaos in the martial arts hall!"
"Those warriors are fucked!"
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