Reborn as a tyrant in the Ming Dynasty

Beijing inner city.

Fucaifang.

"Be honest!"

"Follow up!!"

Outside Rongshunchang, dozens of tax collectors wearing public uniforms and swords were seen, escorting a group of people and scolding them. Some of the people being detained had their faces stained.

wow~

There was a constant sound of the clanking of chains, and Rong Shunchang's shopkeeper, accountant, steward, clerk, and other people gathered together with their heads lowered.

This spectacle attracted many people to stop.

"What's going on? Rongshunchang is a famous silk village. Why do these officials want to arrest them?!"

"Yes, as far as I know, the relationship behind Rong Shunchang is very strong!"

"Who says it's not true? There were many people who were more powerful than Rong Shunchang in the Beijing Silk Shop before, but in the end, they were all defeated in a fight."

"You don't know this. Have you seen these officials? They are all people from the National Tax Administration Department. Catching them must be related to tax evasion."

"That's it. Don't think about it. Rong Shunchang must have done this kind of thing. Who doesn't know that the tax on silk is very heavy. With a little money, you can..."

The crowd gathered here saw that the people from the National Tax Administration Department had such tough attitudes, and gradually started talking about those who had been arrested.

There are no secrets in the capital.

Everything spreads out of nowhere.

As Rongshunchang is one of the top silk shops in the capital, no one knows who is behind it, but it is not clear who is behind it.

After all, making a fortune silently is the way to go.

It’s not easy to live in the capital, and everything you do requires money.

"Everyone! Please be quiet!"

Under these discussions, a tax collector was seen, shouting in a loud voice: "After investigation, Rong Shunchang was involved in a major smuggling case. In accordance with the laws of the Ming Dynasty, the Zhili Department of Taxation of our country will now arrest Rong Shunchang." Seize it and arrest all those involved. Anyone who knows something can report it to the State Administration of Taxation. If the source of the report is found to be reliable, there will be a reward!!"

As the tax collector finished what he had to say, several tax collectors standing nearby, some carrying barrels and some holding seals, turned towards Rong Shunchang under the gaze of countless eyes. Go.

"Oh my God, it's not tax evasion, it's actually smuggling. This Rong Shunchang man is really brave!"

"Who says otherwise? If you want to do business in our capital, you have to pay taxes at Chongwenmen Customs and the tax offices under its jurisdiction. You dare to smuggle under the emperor's feet. This is not ordinary courage!"

"Everyone, please go and see, Hengshuntong has been sealed!"

"What? Isn't it Dachazhuang Hengshuntong?"

"That's right, it's the Grand Tea House Hengshuntong!"

Just after the tax collectors from the Zhili State Taxation Department seized Rong Shunchang, the crowd's discussion became even louder. No one thought that Rong Shunchang would actually smuggle!

And under such circumstances, a voice sounded from the edge of the crowd, causing an even greater sensation, because this Hengshuntong was not simple! !

At this moment, in various places inside and outside the capital, the tax collectors of the Zhili Department of National Taxation were busy without touching the ground. They were ordered to seize a group of merchants, and they all received strict orders. Anyone who dared to mess up the job would be punished. Not only will their jobs be lost, but they will also be imprisoned for their crimes. This makes the tax collectors in the Zhili Department of National Taxation dare not slack off.

Just making such a commotion will inevitably cause a great shock in the capital.

A group of prominent grain merchants, tea merchants, porcelain merchants, and silk merchants in Beijing were arrested by people from the Zhili Department of National Taxation. All their shops were sealed, and even their residences were closely guarded. Under surveillance, you can imagine what will happen after this news spreads in Beijing.

……

sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun paints the sky, and the dense clouds look like burning fire.

In a certain street in the capital, there was an endless stream of people.

The air is filled with various aromas.

"Have you heard? This Zhili National Tax Office is really amazing!" At a cooked meat stall, a strong man was seen holding a black pottery bowl, drinking wine with impurities in it, and said with shining eyes.

"Rong Shunchang, Heng Shuntong and other big profiteers have all been arrested. What a relief. These profiteers dare to participate in smuggling and even evade the court's taxes. Now they have nothing to eat!"

"Good fruit? Just wait. Maybe it won't be long before we go to Xishikou to observe the execution." A person sitting nearby started talking after hearing this.

"The Zhili Department of National Taxation was specially established by the emperor's decree to take charge of Chongwenmen Customs and the tax offices under its jurisdiction. The chief official of the Zhili Department of National Taxation, Han Yiliang, was well-known in the court as a strongman. How dare you impeach me!"

"But let's talk about it."

At this cooked meat stall, a person said with a strange expression: "There has been real peace in the capital recently. Either the factory guards are arresting people, or the Ministry of Punishment is arresting people. Now there is an additional National Tax Administration Department. Tell me, what the hell is going on? What’s going on!”

"Yeah, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that Zheng Yangxing and the others were all arrested before. This Zheng Yangxing is a hereditary governor. What crime did he commit? How could he be captured by the Jin Yiwei people? ?”

"It's not just Zheng Yangxing. Does the emperor's wet nurse know that? Madam Feng Sheng's only son Hou Guoxing and her only brother Ke Guangxian were also captured by people from the Ministry of Punishment. I heard they were involved in the gunpowder smuggling case. .”

"Is there such a thing?"

"You don't know, the people from Dongji Factory went to arrest him personally."

"Wait a minute, people from the East Police Factory went to arrest them. Why did you say they were from the Ministry of Punishment? Also, the relationship between Mr. Wei Factory and Mrs. Feng Sheng is not..."

As there were more topics to talk about, the diners at the cooked meat stall became more enthusiastic, and the business of the cooked meat stall also picked up.

"This braised pork tastes good."

In a corner, Zhu Youxiao, who was sitting on a short stool, picked up a piece of braised pork and said to Zhu Youjian with a smile: "Fifth brother, eat more. You are so thin. You must eat more in the future." , otherwise it would be too weak."

"Yes Yes."

When Zhu Youjian heard this, he nodded repeatedly.

"It's really lively."

Zhu Youxiao put the braised pork into his mouth and chewed it. He looked at the cooked meat stall in front of him, and then at the stalls around him. He saw the many diners gathered together, all of them chatting selflessly, even among them. Some people even pretended to be mysterious, which made Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"Brother, these people are so vulgar."

Hearing some bad remarks, Zhu Youjian frowned slightly, looked at Zhu Youxiao and said, "I'd better leave later, brother from the province..."

"The mouth is on their face. If they want to say anything, just ask them to say it." Zhu Youxiao didn't care at all and leaned forward, "Sometimes, the people below may say something unpleasant, but they But what he said is true, which is something you will never hear in a temple."

Originally, Zhu Youxiao paid a private visit incognito and quietly left the Forbidden City. He just wanted to hear what the people in the capital thought of some of the recent events.

Especially since so many people have been arrested and executed, it will be very troublesome if any bad signs arise among the people.

What Zhu Youxiao didn't expect was that he went to many places in the capital and heard many people talking about the above-mentioned things, but without exception, what those people said was surprisingly consistent.

Good catch!

Good kill!

It was after hearing these remarks that Zhu Youxiao understood that the liquidations set off in the court might have some impact, but these impacts would only be limited to that temple, but among the people, a group of Criticizing traitors and being arrested and executed will only attract a lot of applause.

There are too many things that Ming Dynasty needs to change.

Just thinking about this, Zhu Youxiao felt worried deep in his heart. This was a place where he could see and where the imperial power could be intimidated. However, in those places far away from the capital, there were still many scandals hidden.

They say where there is a will, there is a way!

But remember from the book, if it is really reflected in reality, there is too much sadness behind it.

"Your Majesty, the British Duke and his companions have arrived."

Just as Zhu Youxiao was sighing with emotion, Liu Ruoyu, who received the news, looked around specifically, then leaned over and whispered to his prince.

"Let's go."

Zhu Youxiao gathered his thoughts, stood up and said: "Go to Juxian Pavilion!"

Seeing this, Zhu Youjian quickly put down his chopsticks and got up to chase his royal brother.

"Hey, you haven't paid the bill yet!!"

When the owner of the cooked meat stall saw that Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian were about to leave, he immediately reached out and shouted. However, before he could pursue him, he was stopped by a strong man who suddenly stood up.

"Our table, and that table, pay the bill!"

When the stopped boss saw this, he felt timid in his heart. Staring at the burly man in front of him, his legs could not help but tremble.

Walking in this lively street, looking at the people coming and going, Zhu Youxiao, who was walking forward with his hands behind his hands, showed a faint smile. This is the fireworks in the world. If the Ming Dynasty could be like this, what kind of prosperous age would it be? ah! !

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao knew that he still had a lot to do. Even if the road ahead was destined to be a rough and difficult road, he had to go on unswervingly!