The Record of Righteousness

Wanqing squeezed more than four million taels of silver from the Shen family, so he notified Zhao Daneng, mobilized more than a hundred factory guards, and transported it to the capital with great fanfare. He couldn't wait to let the emperor see his achievements. .

The tax envoy yamen.

There were piles of account books on the table, and several tax officials stood respectfully beside them. It seemed that most of them were junior officials of the sixth or seventh grade.

Wan Qing is wearing an official robe and a three-mountain hat. He has a book spread out on the table, and he is serious about writing on it with a pen and outline.

He didn't write much on weekdays, but the decrees written on the paper at this time were full of vigor and force. His pen was written in an eclectic and eclectic way. He really held the power, and even the words seemed to imply the roar of a tiger.

"Why is the customs tax so low? Here's the order, from today onwards, if those merchants want to cross the sea, one of the two taxes will be levied!"

"Yes! I will take my orders."

The few petty officials looked at each other and couldn't help but frown and feel ashamed after listening to the words of Eunuch Wan.

Over the years, the imperial court has strictly prohibited merchants from using the sea to do business. During the Taifeng period, the sea ban was relaxed. Officials along the coast turned a blind eye to these merchants who used the sea, but they had to charge heavy taxes.

However, one of the two taxes can be said to be the heaviest tax among the heavy taxes. I don’t know why this father-in-law is so unscrupulous.

Wan Qing lowered his head and looked through the account books carefully, but he hissed and was very dissatisfied, and slapped the book with a "bang".

"All the mines in the world belong to the Emperor, and it is a great blessing to allow these merchants to mine them!"

"No matter what kind of mine it is, it is the foundation of our country, but it is held in the hands of a group of merchants! It is so sad! How do you collect this tax?!"

"There is no need to pay taxes of 30 to 4 cents! From now on, the mining resources in Huguang, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Xijiang will be taken over by the government, and merchants will be forced to redeem them with silver! Those who do not comply will be tortured! After redemption, the tax will be 20 to 8 cents! "

In an instant, the few petty officials were stunned. Their years of corruption were nothing compared to this method!

This Eunuch Wan is really too cruel! It is really cruel to seize other people's mines and return them to the government, and then force merchants to redeem them!

Then Wan Qing opened another account book, looked at it for a while and sketched it incessantly, while chattering about drastically increasing his taxes.

"Business tax, only two out of thirty?! Haha, these merchants are so fat, it's time to share the country's worries! From today on, one out of three taxes will be collected!"

"There are also summer tax, autumn tax, land tax, Ding tax, tea tax, donation tax, monk and Taoist dish tax, official inheritance tax, stolen goods fine, etc. You can only have more but not less!"

At this time, a green-robed tax official stood up, pointed at the account book, and said worriedly:

"Sir, I'm afraid that such a tax collection is against the rules of the court. The summer tax and autumn tax were taxes in Taizu's time. During the Longqing period, these two taxes were combined into one tax. They were only collected once in the past. And the Ding tax, tea tax, etc. The three taxes, tax and donation, were abolished during the Hongzhi period."

"If you are like this, I'm afraid the people will complain."

Wan Qing sneered in his heart and glanced at this small official. Why would he pretend to be an honest official in front of him? !

"Long Qing, more than a hundred years have passed since the Hongzhi period, and now it is the Taifeng period! Merchants have brought trouble to the country, and the country's strength is naturally not what it used to be. Do you listen to the emperor today, or the emperor a hundred years ago? Think about it for yourself !”

When he said this, Wan Qing became more and more angry. He wanted to swallow the little official, slapped him to the ground, and scolded him fiercely.

"What's more, the imperial court has issued a sea ban, but those merchants paid the money and continued to do business with Tonghai, Wonu, Yi and the like. These people are disobeying the imperial court under your noses. Don't think that our family doesn't know whose money went into it. pocket!"

"Why are you pretending to be so cool in front of our family?!"

The young official in blue robe was slapped to the ground, and his official hat disappeared. He knelt down and knelt down to beg for mercy and slapped himself wildly.

"I don't dare, I don't dare! I talk too much, I talk too much! My lord, whatever you say is what I say, I only follow your lead! Please forgive me for this time!"

Seeing the miserable situation of their colleagues, the tax collectors were silent and broke out in cold sweat, so they did not dare to say a word.

Since the emperor appointed him to be the mine tax inspector, there should be no scruples!

The previous tax eunuch, Wang Wen, was timid and timid in his work. After working for two years, he packed up and left. Wan Qing naturally wanted to pursue his career in his position.

Wan Qing sneered and flipped through the account books with murderous intent.

"The south of the Yangtze River is rich, the people are rich but the country is poor. How can these ordinary people enjoy mountains of gold and silver? All this money belongs to the imperial court! It doesn't hurt to charge more!"

"You guys, just do what we say! The official list will be published and it will take effect from now on."

"But those who disobey, resist and refuse to pay taxes, or incite chaos will be killed without mercy!"

Wan Qing glared at those petty officials and scolded:

"Everyone, get lost! You've done a good job, and there's plenty of money to be gained. If you do it in disguise and pretend to be an upright official in front of our family, don't blame our family for being ruthless!"

The small tax collectors quickly resigned.

"Yes, yes! I will take my orders!"

Looking at the figures of those people leaving in embarrassment, Wan Qing dropped the account book in his hand to the ground, slowly took off his official hat, lightly brushed his fingertips, his eyes were blurred, but he had a burning desire for power.

"Hey hey hahahahaha"

I think I, Wanqing, was just a commoner in the past, but now I am blaming Zhubi and swallowing up the world with anger. Who can compare to me? !

This is power that no one in the world can hope to achieve! The power that everyone wants! With a gentle stroke of ink, money will come rolling in. Who dares to say no? !

Then he took out a yellowed book with four big characters on it: "Sunflower Manual". He savored it as if it were a treasure. Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and his voice was filled with a little melancholy and a hint of expectation.

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