Royal Gold Magistrate

The birth of the dragon grandson is celebrated everywhere.

Although he was not the eldest son, Emperor Jing still specially organized an ancestor worship activity.

None of the officials and ministers expressed their opinions. Everyone has been looking forward to it for many years.

After all, Li Yuanzhao was in his 20s before he had his first child... This fertility is really worrying.

Let's talk about the future, anyway, there is hope now.

As long as Fangzheng doesn't care about these things, as long as the child can be born safely, other people can celebrate as they like.

My own son can't even watch it, and he is too busy writing a report.

For several days in a row, I carefully prepared the ten rules for starting a business, with theory, logic, and examples!

If the imperial court cannot relax many restrictions on the people, then commerce will certainly not be able to develop rapidly, let alone capital.

Although food is abundant now, the development of the people will gradually force the court to make changes.

But since he has decided to do it, he must not be willing to wait, and must speed up the process.

Otherwise, what kind of time traveler, they all come out to make troubles, and they are not successful?

This time, taking advantage of Emperor Jing's good mood, there might be some hope of passing it.

But Fang Zhengyi's hope was quickly dashed.

This piece of memorandum, like a stone sinking into the sea, has no echo.

If there is no accident, it will be left behind.

At this moment, Fang Zhengyi was busy revising the memorabilia in the Zhenfu Department, and was preparing to make another one.

Qian Desheng sat down at the side to serve tea, and picked up Fangzheng's official documents from Jingjinyiwei to examine carefully in his free time.

Fang Zhengyi left most of the official documents to him, and didn't bother to ask them himself.

After a long time, Fangzheng played the revised melody and heaved a sigh of relief.

This version has been revised, with a lot less dry stuff, a lot more emotion, and flattery.

However, Fang Zhengyi was very satisfied and felt that his language level had improved again.

After reviewing it again, he threw the memorial on Qian Desheng's desk accurately: "Old Qian, how about what I wrote?"

Qian Desheng didn't dare to be negligent, put down the official document in his hand, picked up the memorial, read it carefully and said: "Master, to be honest, it's not as good as what I wrote last time. It feels like a lot of water has been poured into it."

"You don't understand this. No one likes to read pure dry goods. Adding water makes them smooth and smooth. Besides, other people's memorials are all thin books. Only the master's and mine are so thick. You don't want to Pick the thick ones first?"

"Master is clever!" Qian Desheng praised: "There are so many words that he has content! But...Master, the core things in it have not changed. It is too radical to choose a place of business as a pilot. .Since ancient times, emphasizing agriculture and cheap businessmen has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. According to my experience, I am afraid that the higher-ups will never agree."

"So... I think you'd better not hand it in, lest His Majesty be troubled."

Fangzheng raised his hands and sighed, "Who says it's not? But if I don't hand it over, no one will be so thoughtful, even if they see it and don't say it?"

"But I didn't intend to hand in the memorial upside down, and I didn't even take it out. It would be nice to even discuss it."

"Forget it, what you said is also reasonable. Give me the memorial, and back up the gifts for me. I'll go to the household department."

Qian Desheng asked: "Master, why are you going to the household department?"

"Give someone a hand to help me negotiate, and find someone who has weight."

"What gift do you have?"

"Just get some tea and snacks, don't choose too expensive ones."

......

Ministry of Accounts.

Xu Wenshu was sitting in the public room, sipping tea and reading idle books.

Although the household department is busy, there is still time to sneak in, always facing those numbers, and the official documents will inevitably cause headaches.

The book I found today is a bit interesting. It was brought from home or bought by my son.

A strange novel, it is said that it still came out of Taoyuan County.

However, the content is quite novel and interesting to read, just to relax.

The book is not thick, and it is easy to read. Xu Wenshu quickly read to the end, when suddenly someone came to report: "My lord, the Commander of the Jin Yiwei envoys Master Fang to see you!"

Jin Yiwei?Founder one!

Xu Wenshu suddenly regained his energy, put the book aside casually, and said loudly: "Please come in!"

Not long after, Fangzheng walked into the office with a big bag and a small bag with a smile.

Xu Wenshu was puzzled, stood up and greeted with a smile: "Rare visitor! Rare visitor, what is Mr. Fang doing to visit the household department today?"

"Business? No! I have nothing to do. I remembered the last time I had dinner with you and said that I would give you some tea. I remembered that I came here now?"

As soon as Fangzheng finished speaking, he lifted the object in his hand.

Xu Wenshu blinked, thinking carefully.

It's been a while since I ate with him last time...Did he say that he would send tea?

"Master Fang, please sit down. Come on, show Master Fang some tea."

Xu Wenshu said: "I welcome you to come, but the presents are fine, and my house is not short of tea. I have accepted the favor, and you can take the things back."

As soon as Fangzheng sat down, he said with a smile, "It's nothing valuable, it's all popular folk food, so you can just carry it, it's heavy enough for me to carry it."

As he spoke, he opened a paper bag, revealing the refreshments inside.

Seeing that they were all ordinary things, Xu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine, but it's inconvenient to hold them, so I'll be more polite."

After exchanging simple greetings, Fang Zhengyi didn't intend to leave.

Xu Wenshu tentatively asked: "Lord Fang, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do. Since I took office, this is the first time you have come to the Ministry of Household Affairs. If you have something to say, you can speak it directly. There are no outsiders here."

Fangzheng touched the memorial in his hand, thought it over 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 vigilant: "But it doesn't matter."

"Refreshing! Master Xu should know that in the past, there were cases of exploiting merchants and common people in various small officials or yamen in Beijing. But since the establishment of Jinyiwei, Jinyiwei has been working hard to combat these illegal things."

"So.. I think that Jinyiwei's actions for such a long time should also reflect the 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 to ask if 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 results of my Jinyiwei's work. If there are any omissions, I can urge the following to make corrections."

It turned out to be the case.

Xu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief: "Lord Fang, what Jin Yiwei has done is indeed effective. But this tax is a secret of the Ministry of Household..."

Fangzheng stared at him with burning eyes, motionless.

Xu Wenshu smiled awkwardly: "If it's only limited to the capital, it's okay to say it. It's [-]% higher than last year. Because of Jin Yiwei's relationship, tax evasion is much less than in previous years...Of course I can raise it so much." There are many other factors.”

Fangzheng sighed, "Okay, I will be satisfied if I can help the court."

Suddenly the topic changed: "But the commercial tax revenue can have such a huge increase, Mr. Xu, do you think it is possible to replace the agricultural tax in the future?"

"If the restrictions on merchants are relaxed and the tariffs in various places are cancelled, will the income from merchant taxes..."

Xu Wenshu raised his hand and frowned: "There is absolutely no such possibility! A virtuous man who is rich will damage his aspirations. A fool who is rich will benefit his fault. Businessmen's pursuit of profit is even more conducive to this kind of trend. Besides, the rich are full of grievances." Also, the rise of merchants will arouse the envy of other common people, and I am afraid it will cause turmoil. If people are impetuous, then it is not far from the collapse of rituals and music."

"It makes sense, it makes sense." Fangzheng echoed in one mouthful, feeling extremely disdainful in his heart.

These people in the palace, one counts as one, they are all big landlords in their hometown, there are many servants in the family, and there are countless businesses.

Talk about being upright and honest, run the family from poverty, but spend more time playing behind the scenes than anyone else.

Jin Yiwei had figured it out a long time ago, and now he is pretending to be grandiose, which is really shameless.

.....

(I was stunned by the book review section yesterday. I watched cells at work. What kind of cartoon are you talking about? Why haven’t I heard of it???)