Mystery Makes Me Strong

Of course, Wen Rensheng stopped the matter of choosing a concubine.

The reason is simple, this dog emperor cannot have a son, if he has a son, he will repeat the tragedy of the ancient three emperors.

The abdication system in the high school has become the world of one family and one surname.

"Sage master is brilliant, so our Heavenly Sacred Dynasty will go back to normal. Those sour literati always talk about how wise the three emperors were in ancient times. Now we are copying their practices." The master of the fourth palace flattered.

"Well, let me tell you that all taxes will be permanently exempted in the next Heavenly Sacred Dynasty," Wen Rensheng said again.

"Ah, there is no tax here, what do we eat?" Everyone was surprised.

When fighting the world, you can bring your own dry food; but I have never heard that those who sit in the world have to bring their own dry food, don't they all have to be fed by the people?

"Just eat this." Wen Rensheng took out a nine-turn reincarnation pill.

"In the future, it will be sold openly, divided into nine grades, from one grade to nine grades, from one hundred thousand taels to one thousand taels. Just by selling it, the tax is enough. In addition, it can also increase the efficacy of curing various diseases .” Of course Wen Rensheng wasn’t talking nonsense.

In the previous Great Yan Dynasty, food plus labor plus taxes, the equivalent of silver was about 80 to 90 million taels.

Conscription is not included in this list. After all, no one knows how much a life costs.

As long as you sell a few hundred pieces, you will have it.

As for whether it can be sold, it must be sold.

This is the most urgent need.

Wealthy old men who are dying may not appear every year, but there are rich old men who are seriously ill every year.

"Is it a cure for all diseases?" Someone asked curiously.

"For ordinary people, this is indeed the case." Wen Rensheng thought in his heart that all diseases are certain.

The analgesic effect alone can treat more than a hundred diseases.

And most diseases can be cured by themselves, just need the effect of placebo.

This medicine is not sold to ordinary people, it costs one thousand taels, and it is not affordable for ordinary people.

"From now on, we will be called Yao Dynasty." Someone said thoughtfully.

"In short, cut off the taxation process and change it to doing business. The efficiency will be higher, and there will not be a lot of conflicts." Wen Rensheng understands that there are too many troubles in the tax collection process.

"However, tax collection has another important function, which is to let those people understand that we are the ones in charge, and they want to obey our orders." Seventh Palace Master said suddenly.

Although he doesn't know how to govern a country, he knows how to manage his subordinates.

He is also the master of a hall, for example, his subordinates have to make offerings to him regularly.

The deacon in any county must have an account book for how much he has paid.

He doesn't value how much money he has, but if anyone doesn't pay, it means he doesn't take him seriously.

"In the past, there was no Shenwang, and we had to collect taxes every year to let the people know about it; now with Xiawang, we can publish various laws and regulations at all times, and we can declare our existence by investigating cases and suppressing rebellions. There is no need for a tax model," Wen Rensheng continued.

Because he understands very well that as long as some things exist, someone can expand them infinitely and turn them into demons.

Just like taxation in Great Yan, the regular tax is actually very small, but the regular tax is not enough, so we can only increase the distribution, and there is no quota for the additional distribution.

This is terrible without a quota.

You need one point for the top, and two taels for the bottom. Anyway, after completing the above tasks, the rest will fall into your own pocket.

That being the case, simply don't accept it at all.

As long as it is collected, it will be processed on the spot.

People are often confused and shrewd. They know that they have been overcharged, but they don't know how much they have been overcharged.

But if they know they won't charge anything, it's easy.

Whoever accepts it will report it on Xiawang.com.

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After Zhao Han knew this, he was shocked.

Her teacher is getting more and more outrageous.

"Here, Lao Guo, even if we have to collect taxes in modern times, you don't collect them at all. How do you support those officials?"

"Just by selling medicine." Wen Rensheng said indifferently.

"Impossible, how much can you sell medicine for? Taxes are the big ones everywhere."

"That is modern times, this is ancient times. In ancient times, a tax of one tael of silver was levied, and a burden of three taels of silver was paid in the middle. Do you know why there is a kind of benevolent government called changing the movement of the people to the movement of the people? In the past, the small people transported grain to designated warehouses. A shi of rice costs half a shi of the shipping fee." Wen Rensheng said flatly.

He was a farmer in his previous life, and no one knows more about the hard work of farmers paying taxes than he does.

"It's true. I didn't expect you to be more kind than me. The teacher is a teacher after all." Zhao Han said happily.

She can only think of Xiaoen Xiaoyi, but the teacher's focus is on the overall situation.

"What nonsense are you talking about again? Keep an eye on those officials who are working hard, and bite them if they make mistakes, use your big teeth."

"Cut, I won't bite people anymore." Zhao Han respected Wen Rensheng's instigation.

While the two were talking, in the Eastern Frost Land, refugees were entering the pass.

"I heard no, the new dynasty doesn't collect taxes anymore, and doesn't collect any taxes."

"This is really a good thing. Some people say that eating his mother and wearing his mother, and that the king of heaven will not pay his food, and it has come true?"

"I thought they were lying, but I didn't expect it to be true. Hurry up."

"Oh, I can't go, there is no food on the way, I will starve to death."

"I'll lend it to you."

"Why are you so kind?"

"It's good to have someone to take care of you on the way."

It used to be that refugees left customs to survive, but now it's the other way around.

However, not collecting taxes is a good thing, but officials are sad.

The common people can choose not to sell grain, but to cultivate and weave their own cloth. The only thing they need is iron and salt.

If the court wants to make money, it often makes money from these two things.

But Wen Rensheng also knows the harm of monopolizing these two things, that is, the quality is getting worse and the price is getting higher and higher.

Therefore, he also canceled the official ironworks, and the salt tax was not collected, and the merchants were allowed to buy, sell and compete on their own.

The only thing that has increased is the sale of the Nine-Zhuan Reincarnation Pill, and all government-run shops have been changed to sell this medicine.

And it was widely advertised on Xiawang.com.

If this person is rich, he will not be able to bear the pain.

There is no shortage of silver, but there is a shortage of food.

In the south of the Yangtze River where the commodity economy is developed, various materials can be conveniently purchased with silver.

Overseas trade also recognizes silver.

However, in the inland where the commodity economy is underdeveloped, it is not easy to rely on silver, and people often use barter for things.

Only money was given to officials, and they couldn't buy anything with money.

Fortunately, it is the big households who have surplus grain to sell, and they need money to buy medicine, so the cycle can continue.

Occasionally, some places are really sad and can only transfer food from other places.

Zhao Han looked at them one by one from the Internet, and found a lot of chaos everywhere.

The common people were happy, the merchants were happy, and the gentry were also happy, but the officials complained endlessly.

No tax, they drink northwest wind?

The little salary and silver given by the imperial court alone can at most meet the daily needs of the whole family, and there is no way to make a fortune.

Just one month after the establishment of the new dynasty, rebellions broke out in remote areas.

Many officials don't repair the roads, don't care about the dams, and let them rot.

In short, it is just one word, procrastination.

The question is that there is no money, no food, no one.