Cosma Empire

Accounting is a very scary topic. How many tax officials have inexplicably collapsed on the way to the city where they need to take office? The taxation of the empire has long been a black hole. During the feudal monarchy period, the nobles had absolute control over their territories. It was impossible for them to allow the royal family to plunder resources and wealth from their territories. This is the biggest gap between the nobles and the royal family. one of the contradictions.

Over time, the local tax officials were either bought by the consul or the mayor, and they couldn't report 10,000 yuan in taxes every year, or they stayed in the tax bureau and left in despair after the end of their term.

Although the taxation issue is much better than before, among the various reforms vigorously promoted by the New Party, there is the issue of taxation reform. However, so far the results have been minimal, and it is difficult to achieve any breakthrough progress.

But this does not mean that the empire has given up on taxation. On the contrary, the fact is that the new party attaches great importance to taxation issues today when the new party controls the imperial power. It can be said that as long as the problem can be found out from the accounts, the new party will definitely reach out.

The reason is actually not that complicated. To put it simply, the New Party has no money and is poor.

The operating funds of the old party come from layers of black gold tributes, so where does the operating funds of the new party come from?

Answer: Donations from social enthusiasts, a mixture of government and businessmen, and income from "imperial businessmen". The donations from the so-called enthusiastic people in the society are basically provided to the New Party by businessmen who have already emerged as overlords. Their purpose is to exchange money for political blessing and support, and in exchange for greater benefits. Some of the businessmen have transformed into some political figures, so they will naturally spend money on themselves to show their unique political ambitions and decision-making ability.

Finally, and the largest part of the income, is the income of the imperial merchants. The Royal Merchant is the abbreviation of the royal family's exclusive merchants. It is precisely because of these people that the royal family's dignity is maintained. At least the royal family no longer needs to rely on taxes that can't be collected much. In addition, Huangshang itself represents a considerable degree of influence. In short, Huangshang is very successful and earns a lot.

And these are not enough to make the new party give up taxes.

Only by solving the taxation problem can we completely solve the biggest problem of the empire's ruling party at present-there are many reform plans in vain, but there is no money to implement them.

Can't the New Party see the tax black holes in these cities down there? Of course they can see it, but the problem is that seeing it doesn't mean they will be able to find the problem. Now that the tax reform is difficult to advance, it is simply nonsense to get any useful information from the tax officials who have been bribed long ago. The high-level people went down to check and found that all the tax declarations were reasonable and there was no "fraud".

If the problem cannot be found, how can it take advantage of such an opportunity to attack?

So it's a problem,

Big problem.

All the fortresses imagine that the imaginary enemy is extremely powerful, but they always ignore that many enemies actually come from inside the fortress. It is difficult for outsiders to get the accounts of Chatnell City, but is it difficult for locals to check the accounts?

Xiu En revealed his plan in full, and he would use his influence as a senior agent to influence the State Bureau of Investigation in Canles and ask them to send a "bright" team to escort the tax officer of the tax bureau to clean up local taxes. This will definitely allow Peter to divert his attention away from Jon and shift to deal with this tax official who came to "find fault". With so much time, they can do many things, such as find a home for Dooling.

If Du Lin had the blessing of a "superior family", as long as this superior family was strong enough, even in the face of Peter, the mayor, he would not need to worry about being shot to death by a wave. All that remains is to find ways to collect evidence and make Tenel's corruption public.

It's reasonable, at least Durin didn't find any obvious loopholes in it. There was a look of agreement on his face, but he was still wary deep in his heart. He didn't believe that there was such a great person in this world, and he was not of the same race as him.

The two discussed what to do next, and soon left separately.

On the way back, Dufo asked, "Do you believe what he said?" He meant Xiu En.

Du Lin shook his head with a serious face, "I don't believe what he said, so on the surface we are cooperating, but in fact we still have to find a way to save ourselves, and we can't put all our hopes in the hands of others." He said here At this time, he took out a cigarette and handed one to Dufo. After the two stopped and lit the fire, they continued to move forward. While walking, Du Lin said: "The most urgent thing now is to find a way to meet Mrs. Vivienne. Only after seeing Mrs. Vivienne will we know where the exit of the maze is!"

Dover didn't show any emotion about this. He knew that he was not as smart as Du Lin, so he only needed to play the role of executor well. As for why he did it, that was not something he needed to consider.

Early the next morning, two young policemen appeared outside the gate of Peter's house. They were very dedicated to their duties and never left from morning till night. Peter, who came back from the party at night, asked the two policemen to give each of them a pack of cigarettes and 20 yuan as a reward for them. Peter knew very well that this must have been arranged by Plando to please him. Although he didn't think highly of Plando, he had no prejudice against these policemen.

After all, no matter what the reason is for these two policemen, they are guarding here anyway, aren't they?

For three days in a row, the people in the manor had gotten used to having two policemen on duty at the door, especially some servants felt better about these two policemen. Their presence reduced the workload of these servants a lot, at least not Constant patrols are required to guard against any eventuality.

On the fourth day, the weather was gloomy and the wind was strong. There were light mist and small drops of water in the wind. It seemed that it was going to rain soon. The mayor quickly boarded his exclusive car with a serious face and galloped away. Investigators from the state tax office will arrive in Tenell today for a week-long sanity tax check. Sometimes Peter despises those new parties very much. He knows that it is meaningless to do so, but he keeps doing it. What else can they get besides disgusting people?

At 9:40 in the morning, the downpour suddenly broke out, as if someone had poked a hole in the sky. The pouring rain made the whole world into a blur. Mr. Butler stood by the window on the second floor, looking at the two policemen shivering in the autumn rain at the gate of the manor, hesitated for a moment, and asked the servant to invite them in.

As a steward, the interests are always the same as those of the master. Peter is not a difficult mayor, on the contrary, in his violent backside, he is a very charismatic guy in daily life. He is very caring and gentle, whether this is his nature or his means of hiding himself, in short, he has successfully set his personality perfectly.

Two young policemen shivered and stood under the eaves of the manor wrapped in thick blankets. Rainwater flowed down their trouser legs and into their boots. Even with the thick blankets on, their faces were still very ugly. Still shaking.

"Give them two cups of hot tea and two sets of dry clothes. They have worked very hard to guard us at the door, and I don't think anyone will come here to make trouble in this weather." The housekeeper said That's what he said, but at the same time, he also instructed the guards in the manor to guard all the entrances and exits, and absolutely not let anyone in.

After being thankful, the two little policemen dried their bodies, changed into a set of clothes, sat in the lounge for the servants and fell asleep, as if everyone had forgotten about the two little policemen.

On this dark rainy day!

Mrs. Vivienne had just drank some broth, and now she has no appetite at all. If she hadn't been pregnant, she might not even be able to drink the broth.

Every woman aspires to be a mother one day. This is the right that God has given to them. No matter whether they are in power or not, they should have the right to be a mother.

Caressing her stomach that hadn't changed in any way, Mrs. Vivienne looked at the dark rain scene outside the window. She felt that her world was like the rain outside the window, bleak and without a future.

The slight knock on the door alarmed her, which made her a little displeased. Although Peter didn't say anything, everyone knew that Vivienne had been placed under house arrest in the manor. She can do anything she wants except leave.

"Come in!", there was a lingering sigh in the hoarse voice, she held her chin and looked out the window, feeling that her heart was dead. She believed that once Peter found Jon, he would kill Jon, and he would kill his own children. For the children in the womb, the outside world is too dangerous, and any small accident is enough to make them embrace God early.

cough……

The familiar voice brightened Vivian's eyes, and her body trembled slightly. Although she was a strong woman and had a prominent background, she was a woman first. At this time, any woman longs for someone who can comfort herself and bring herself even insignificant warmth. But this surprise was so big that she didn't dare to turn around.

"It's very dangerous here, leave immediately before Peter comes back!" Vivienne sighed, and finally lost to herself. She stood up and turned around, looking at the familiar figure, and at the same time, she was also taken aback. For a moment, because beside Jon, there was a boy he didn't know.

The boy took two steps forward, bowed and saluted, "Although this is not the best time, it is a great honor to see you at this moment, respected Mrs. Vivienne."

"I'm Jon's friend, you can call me Doolin!"