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Text 073 [Tax Envoy]

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    "Have they all quit the company?"

    "They're all retired, we're the only ones left."

    "Alright, the rest are true friends."

    ""

    The news that Zhao Han was canceled as a child student came out. There were a total of 34 members of the Datong Club, and only a few were left within two days: Zhu Zhiyu, Fei Ruyi, Fei Ruhe, Fei Yuanjian, Liu Ziren and Xu Ying.

    There is no other reason, just ashamed to be in the company of domestic slaves.

    Of course, each of them spoke in a more tactful way, and they didn't fall out with Zhao Han face to face, but just found various excuses to prove that they didn't have time.

    Fei Ruyi, that gay guy, hasn¡¯t been to the academy for a long time. He said he was going home to study "Mengxi Bi Tan" slowly. When he was reading "Zhu Zi Yu Lei", he was shocked by the saying that the moon does not shine.  develop interest.

    Fei Ruhe had also been missing for half a month, and was arguing for his family to invite a riding and archery teacher.

    Wrapping the steel gun head in a cloth, Zhao Han used the spear as a crutch, and went to bid farewell to the mountain chief Fei Yuanlu on the snow.

    This gun is made of mulberry wood. The mulberry tree grows slowly and tends to crooked. Farmers are reluctant to cut it down. A gun shaft made of mulberry wood is very valuable.

    It¡¯s fine to use white wax poles, but it¡¯s okay to use in folk competitions. Fighting on the battlefield is pure nonsense¡ª¡ª¡°Huizhou beef tendon wood is the first, followed by sword spine wood. The red edge is strong, straight, and fragile. The white wax is soft, and the stick is also  .¡±

    The real top battlefield spears are all made of composite materials: tough wood as the core, wrapped in leather, and then wrapped with copper wire and rope.

    "Crack, crack"

    Zhao Han staggered forward in the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow, and it was really difficult to use his strength without a stick.

    This year's snow was so heavy that Pang Chunlai's thatched roof was crushed by the snow.  Master Pang can only live in a private school, if he insists on living alone, he will be frozen to death at night.

    In just a few days, many people in Qianshan County froze to death.

    "Boom boom boom!"

    Zhao Han brushed off the snowflakes on his body, leaned the spear against the wall, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

    "Come in." A voice came from inside the room.

    Zhao Han pushed the door open and entered: "Boy pay respects to the head of the mountain."

    Fei Yuanlu smiled and asked: "Why don't you claim to be a late born?"

    "Tongsheng has been removed from the name, the boy does not deserve to be called that," Zhao Han said, cupping his hands, "The boy is here to bid farewell to the head of the mountain."

    "well!"

    Fei Yuanlu sighed and said, "I didn't drive you down the mountain either. If you like reading, you can still sit in the academy."

    Zhao Han said: "The boy is the second shopkeeper of the Dingsheng Building. He used to sabotage a lot of work, and he has to work harder in the future."

    "Forget it," Fei Yuanlu said, "it's a good job to be a shopkeeper of a restaurant, but don't lose your poems and books."

    "Boy, I would like to follow the instruction," Zhao Han bowed, "Farewell."

    Fei Yuanlu's mood faded, and he waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

    ?Except for money and manuscripts, Zhao Han didn't bring anything with him, and no one was disturbed, so he went down the mountain alone with a spear.

    The wind and snow blew against his face, and he stepped on the air and fell from time to time, but Zhao Han was in a happy mood, like a bird in a cage that escaped from trouble.

    In another four months, he will be fifteen years old, or sixteen in ancient times.

    The second shopkeeper of the Dingsheng Building is the escape route Zhao Han left for himself.  You can make money while working part-time, and at the same time make friends with all kinds of teachers and scholars, and wait for the time to wait and see the changes in the world.

    In winter, Hekou Town is still prosperous, as long as Xinjiang and Qianshan River are not frozen.

    "Brother, you are here!" Fei Ze (Jian Dan) warmly greeted, this guy is now the accountant of the restaurant.

    Zhao Han leaned the spear against the counter and asked, "How is the business these days?"

    Fei Ze sighed and said, "Business is good, but the gate tax has risen again."

    Zhao Han said with a smile: "The court is short of money, so why isn't the tax going up?"

    "It's too much," Fei Ze said in a low voice, "A few days ago, the eunuch came to the county to collect taxes, and the county magistrate couldn't do anything about it."

    "The current Holy Majesty has a legacy of Wanli Lord." Zhao Han joked.

    During the Zhengde period, there were gate tax, market tax, commodity (product) tax and other types on the market.  Due to the establishment of imperial stores everywhere, the eunuchs apportioned randomly, resulting in various types of taxes.

    In the early years of Jiajing, the reform was vigorously carried out, and all taxes were unified, and the "gate tax" was collected uniformly.

    This kind of door apportionment tax is based on the county, and stipulates the amount of tax payable by each county.  According to the amount of tax receivable, the county magistrate asks the county and town to apportion it, collect it once every quarter, and then transport it to the taxation (division) bureau at the end of the year, and the taxation department will hand it over to the central government.

    ? During the Wanli period, it exploded directly, and the emperor sent mine supervisors and tax envoys"Xuelong, this man is quite capable.  But now that the Donglin Party was on the decline, he didn't dare to offend the eunuchs anymore, and he was busy rebuilding the Tengwang Pavilion, and took the opportunity to get some money back.

    After a brief contest, the eunuch won.

    Each family pooled money to pay taxes, only two thousand and one hundred taels, and they could still take it out.  What's more, small vendors also share their shares, and for the gentry, each household can't share much.

    However, what if we continue to increase taxes next year?

    Eunuchs can't get enough to feed, and magistrates and officials are also eyeing!

    This is just a door-to-door tax. They tea factories, paper factories which ones are not increasing labor taxes?

    Pass it on to the workers and peasants!

    ?Wages for workers have declined as a whole; rents for tenants have risen as a whole.

    Even the monthly money of the house slaves has been reduced, and dissatisfaction is brewing at the bottom of society.

    ? As the Chinese New Year approached, the eunuch set up four gates privately in Qianshan.

    One is set in Ehu Town, one in Shitang Town, one in Henglin Town, and one in Shanglu Town, blocking all the commercial waterways in Qianshan.

    The eunuchs did not dare to collect taxes on paper (stationary goods), and set up a separate name to collect "compartment tax", and all passing ships had to pay.

    Now, merchants from other places are also miserable, so they can only bite the bullet and pay.  At the same time, while raising the price of commodities, they squeezed the wages of boatmen.

    The boatmen, the boat club, and the resentment are increasing.

    Zhao Han watched this with cold eyes, only hoping that the eunuch would light a few more fires.  </div&gt
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