After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1455: Gold
He Lingchuan stroked his chin and said, "Just three days ahead of us?"

The opponent's tricks are also varied, not just the official blocking of players.

The foreman pointed at the blueprint and said, "Unless we use small stones a few feet square to pile them up, our craftsmanship can eliminate the gaps as much as possible, but it will definitely not be as impressive as using huge stones."

Good things are good things and cannot be treated perfunctorily.

"No." He Lingchuan rejected it outright. The front door is the face of the villa. Who would not look at the face first when looking at a person, and who would not look at the front door first when looking at a house?

The projects he presides over must appear to be beautiful and domineering in order to get money out of other people's pockets...well, others will then feel at ease to give him money.

Being arrogant is a skill, especially when facing Qingyang.

He Lingchuan confirmed with the foreman: "The personnel, vehicles, and tools are all in place. The only thing missing is the materials, right?"

"Yes, everything is ready." Even a good cook cannot cook without rice.

He Lingchuan smiled and said, "Then you can ask someone to come in and level and raise the height first. The materials will be delivered by tomorrow night at the latest."

"Ah... yes." The foreman was really curious. How could the newcomer, Master He, get the materials that he couldn't even get?

……

Before dawn the next day, He Lingchuan entered the palace first.

He did not go to Yuquan Palace, and King Yao did not receive him.

The drizzle washed away the dust, and the raindrops hit the banana leaves in the imperial garden. He Lingchuan sat in the pavilion for a while, and three people came around the corner.

Qiu Long, the old palace servant beside King Yao.

He was followed by two eunuchs.

"Lord Qiu." He Lingchuan stood up immediately.

Qiu Long smiled and said, "Young people are in good health and get up early."

"There is a groundbreaking ceremony for Youhu Villa this morning. How can we not get up early?" He Lingchuan took out a brocade box from his storage ring and handed it over. "Please pass it on, sir."

The eunuch took the brocade box and opened it in front of Qiu Long. Inside was a neatly arranged stack of silver bills and a list of names.

He Lingchuan reported a number, and then said: "This is the down payment, please check it."

Qiu Long was not going to be polite with him. He first looked at the list and saw everything clearly. He then counted the banknotes twice with his own hands and finally nodded: "Yes, not a penny less."

He looked at He Lingchuan with a smile that was also a little more approving: "Island Master He is young and promising."

He Lingchuan thanked him and said, "There will be a few more payments to come. Once they are received, they will be sent to the palace."

"Excellent, may the island master take care."

He Lingchuan smiled and left.

The soul-catching mirror in his arms kept humming: "You really took it, this shameless old thing!"

It was not scolding Qiu Long, but King Yao.

The money that He Lingchuan handed over had a nice name, called "gilding".

Every time a villa is sold in Youhu Villa, after deducting the land purchase cost, construction cost, and 10% tax, 60% of the net profit must be allocated as "gilt" and handed over to the King of Yao.

The so-called "gilding" refers to money voluntarily donated to the royal family.

Soul Mirror had heard that the tax for selling a house was only 10%, and praised it as "having a conscience". After all, there were many tax items, such as house tax, labor tax, fire and armor tax, etc., but together they only accounted for 10%, which was already lighter than most countries in the Gold Plains.

But it didn't expect that the big head was behind it!

Moreover, it was He Lingchuan who took the initiative to propose this "gilding" to King Yao.

He had been in Tianshui City for a few days, often drinking with the second generation of officials, and had heard a little bit about the ins and outs of the city. Since there was a name for "gold plastering", it meant that the King of Yao often collected it.

When King Yao heard this, he was also surprised. But it was rare for a young man to be so sensible and sensible, so how could King Yao not respond?
Soul-catching mirror said angrily: "This old man did nothing, just sitting in the palace and took away 60% of my master's hard-earned income!"

This money seems like a lot, but it was earned by the owner's life, and yet I only get 40%!
After walking out of the palace gate and boarding the carriage, He Lingchuan knocked on the mirror and said:
"You're so stingy. Isn't this all you have not given me yet?"

He and King Yao agreed that although the gold plating accounted for 60% of the profit, he still had to settle the materials and labor, and make arrangements. He even had to consider that there would be buyers who would not be able to pay right away and would have to pay a deposit first and then installments... There were many details to consider in the project, and funds also needed to be circulated, so He Lingchuan paid 25% of the "gold plating" first, and the remaining 75% four months later.

That is to say, every time he sold a villa, he would immediately hand over 15 percent of the profit to King Yao, and the remaining 45 percent would be paid after four months.

Yao Wang had no objection. It was normal for business transactions to have such installments and extensions. Moreover, this money was given by He Lingchuan to honor him. If he wanted to default on the debt, why would he do so?
Mirror muttered, "You have to pay 10% in taxes, and the Yao Wang takes 60% of the profits, which makes it almost 70% in total. You, the person in charge, can't even get 40%!"

"If King Yao doesn't nod, I can't even get these." He Lingchuan put up a soundproof barrier. "Besides, who told you that taxes and subsidies can be calculated together?"

The mirror was stunned: "Can't I?"

"Taxes are paid into the national treasury, while the 'gold stamps' go into the inner treasury. When the Yao Wang collects the 'gold stamps', he does not count the taxes as his own income. I paid 70%, but he only thought he took 60%."

"Inner Treasury?"

"It's the king's private treasury." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "Otherwise why did the palace servants come to collect it just now?"

"The national treasury belongs to the national treasury, and the monarch's private treasury belongs to his private treasury. The two cannot be mixed?"

"Of course they can't be integrated, not to mention Yao Country, even Beijia and Yuan Country can't be integrated." He Lingchuan knew that this was the blind spot of the mirror. "If the two treasuries were integrated into one, wouldn't the monarch be able to take money from the national treasury at will?"

Mirror laughed dryly: "So that's how it is. The country's money is not the king's money."

"The king has to raise money himself," He Lingchuan continued, "For example, in Yuan Kingdom, the royal family owns their own fields, forests, mines, and even lacquerware and woodworking workshops. The income is used to maintain the daily expenses of the royal family. But even so, in the last few years of King Yuan, the palace fell into disrepair and there were holes in his brocade robes. That meant that he could not make ends meet."

"Yuan Court is only sixty years old, but it's already so outdated. You said Yao Kingdom has been established for two hundred years. It has several times more palaces than Yuan Kingdom, and several times more slaves and eunuchs than Yuan Kingdom? And how many times more workshops than Yuan Kingdom? King Yao wants to maintain a magnificent palace, feed countless slaves, maintain a royal guard, and purchase new items. How much does it cost on a daily basis? All this money has to come from his private treasury. Haha, every day when he opens his eyes, there are so many people waiting for him to give money."

Mirror asked weakly, "Can't we embezzle the national treasury?"

"He must have embezzled money. But there are still people in charge of the national treasury. He can't be too blatant if he wants to embezzle money. At least he needs to find some excuse." He Lingchuan looked at the street scene and the crowds outside the window. "If too much money in the national treasury is embezzled by the monarch and officials, less will be left for the national economy and people's livelihood. Qingyang has been opposing officials and businessmen from selling materials to the outside world for more than half a year. Now think about it, she just wants to block King Yao's way to wealth."

Mirror suddenly realized: "The income of officials and businessmen..."

"Yes! The Gu, Bu, and Yuwen families' exclusive businesses, including the tribute land management of Xue Zongwu and Qi Yunsheng, must also be flattering King Yao. The so-called 'official businessmen' first satisfy King Yao's needs." He Lingchuan said softly, "That is a disguised way of taking money from the national treasury to give to King Yao, so Qingyang wants to supervise and oppose it."

Mirror suddenly realized: "No wonder King Yao wants to protect them!"

"They are all King Yao's white gloves. If Qingyang takes care of them, where will King Yao get the money?" The more he understood the Yao Kingdom, the clearer he saw the nature of the struggle between Qingyang and King Yao.

King Yao knew that his ministers were corrupt but still tried his best to protect them. Ultimately, he was worried about his own wallet.

Qingyang is also very clear about this, otherwise he would not have played his cards that way before. "Qingyang is also very experienced. He has been here for less than a year and has already figured out the key to King Yao's life."

As he became more and more involved, he understood a little more about the internal affairs of Yao State.

"The corruption uncovered by Qingyang is also true, which means that King Yao's 'white gloves' are also making money for themselves. There is only so much money, and they have to share it with King Yao. It is difficult for others to tell whether they or King Yao takes the biggest share." He Lingchuan sighed, "Otherwise, Xue Zongwu would not be so afraid of Shuangxi's re-accounting. He must not let King Yao find out how much he has taken."

The mirror sneered: "Isn't it that the king and his ministers are trying every means to enrich themselves?"

"That's the reason." Passing by a fried food stall, He Lingchuan asked the driver to buy a dozen lantern cakes for him.

"If the king and his subjects work together to undermine the country, what good will Yao Kingdom have?"

"At least not yet, right? Yao is a country with a lot of gold, and it is also in a good period of national strength. It is like a big ship sailing on the sea. Even if they take advantage of it, the ship will not sink." He Ling took a bite of the cake. It was just taken out of the frying pan, crispy and fragrant. He could taste it at once, it was fried with palm oil.

"But this kind of country cannot withstand changes. Once the original delicate balance is broken by the huge waves on the sea, it will be useless no matter how much it tries to whitewash the situation. The filth and holes underneath will be immediately exposed, and it may not be able to survive this disaster smoothly." He paused, "I think, even though the Bisha people begged desperately and the gods also hoped that the Golden Plains would contribute more nightmare energy, the Yao Kingdom still refused to send troops. Perhaps this is the reason."

Family members know their own business. King Yao has been in power for twenty years and should know his own family background best.

He Lingchuan took a sip of warm tea and continued, "King Yao is also in need of money. He will certainly accept the 'gold plastering' I give him. It's so easy to collect this money, and there are no bureaucrats at all levels to cut in. He can get as much as I give. If you were him, would you want to collect more and keep it for a longer time?"

(End of this chapter)