It is impossible for Jinyiwei to be unemployed. The reason why this situation occurred in the officialdom in Liaozhou is just an exception.

In fact, don’t look at how righteous and selfless the Liaozhou officials are now, if the Jinyiwei really checks slowly, nine out of ten are not clean under their butts, and if they are all skinned, they will be wronged. If one kills the other, they will leak.

One of the reasons why these human spirits are doing their best to do disaster relief is because Yang Shaofeng and Yang Daqin are still in Liaozhou, holding the Wangming Banner Monk Fang Jian in their hand. When they have nothing to do, they just gesture on everyone's neck: Do you know what this is? Either work hard or just peel the skin!

Another reason is that I hope to whitewash myself.

How stupid the people are. Don’t worry about how greedy these officials used to be. Even if they have pus on their heads and sores on their feet, they have nothing to do with them. This time they have gained a good reputation for loving the people as much as their children!

The common people who remember not to remember evil only know that these officials and men, like the soldiers of the Liaozhou Guard, jumped into the dike at the most dangerous time and blocked the flood with their bodies. This is the life-saving benefactor!

In the past, I was greedy for some money, occupied a private girl, and tried my best to buy private land, and were forgotten by the people!

For these officials, they have already made enough money before. If they successfully clean up the flood relief this time, even if the emperor wants to kill him, they have to consider whether the people will agree. It is cost-effective!

Well, according to the Ming Dynasty law, if an official is wronged, local people can choose respected fellow villagers to come to Beijing to appeal.

Yang Shaofeng, who knows how fucked people's hearts are, will naturally not miss such a good opportunity.

What is disaster relief?

Disaster relief is a war without gunpowder, treating women as men and animals, and it is a war against heaven that is fighting against God for time and life.

Yang Shaofeng looked at the busy construction site in front of him. Bags of cement that had just been produced were mixed into mud, and then drove it to the river bank, and then used bamboo and iron bricks to shape it...

Zhu Zhanji, who had been silent next to him, suddenly pointed to the busy crowd and said, "When the embankment is completed this time, and the roads you are going to build are planned, we should go back to Shuntian Mansion, right?"

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "Who knows, this matter is not our brothers' final decision now. It depends on what His Majesty meant."

Turning his head and looking at the vast field that looked white because of the sprinkled lime, Yang Shaofeng chuckled again: "Besides, the aftermath here can only be regarded as the beginning."

Zhu Zhanji nodded, but said with some relief: "Speaking of this disaster relief trip, this time, really opened my eyes.

The officials were fulfilling their duties, and the gentry did not take the opportunity to occupy the people's fields. You, a salty-fish-like imperial envoy, also showed a passionate side, good, very good."

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "If I hadn't held the Shangfang sword and pushed it on the river bank, those veterans and those officials would have run away.

Those gentry are also like birds. If it weren’t for the imperial envoy and you, the crown prince, here, and the court opened a Jinong warehouse and a reserve warehouse, eight hundred of these thousand people would have lost their own fields."

Zhu Zhanji curled his lips, ignored Yang Shaofeng's sarcasm, and pointed to Yi Xiao and Bai Geng, who were busy with young and strong people in the distance: "To put it, you two disciples are good, just turn around and ask them to go to my place?"

Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Dream!"

Beigong Yan looked at Zhu Zhanji with an ugly face, then looked at Yang Shaofeng, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Why is the trouble of the throne master? Your two disciples have entered the Taisun Mansion, and your future is promising."

Yang Shaofeng snorted coldly and said, "Two disciples! There are only two disciples in total in the imperial envoy! Zhu Erjiu is not polite, and he took them away as soon as he opened his mouth. Where can I find two disciples in the imperial envoy?"

Zhu Zhanji said with a gloomy face: "Don't be ungrateful. Didn't they worship under your school just to study for the imperial examination? Why did they lose money to me if they entered my Taisun Mansion?"

Yang Shaofeng sneered: "I don't treat them badly, but I'm losing money! I still hope these two guys can set an example and cultivate more Yi Xiao and Bai Geng in the future!"

Zhu Zhanji said with a sneer: "You should be more handsome. Do you expect more scholars to worship you under your own school? Look at your reputation for torture them, and look at the fact that no one comes to your house now, and you are not giving up?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "There will always be people who are not afraid of death. If they really don't work, just throw them to my Yushan Academy to teach. The kids in the Yang Family Village will definitely be able to produce a few more decent ones."

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng suspiciously: "No, why didn't I see that? You, a salted fish, have such lofty ideals?"

After saying that, Zhu Zhanji didn't wait for Yang Shaofeng to say nonsense like tainting people's innocence out of thin air, but turned the topic to other questions: "Well, last time you said you would never add tuition, there would be news soon."

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "This is something that Your Majesty and the court officials need to consider. What are we doing when we study these things? Is braised pork not delicious? Or is it no longer busy with disaster relief?"

Zhu Zhanji said angrily: "It's like a salted fish again! You will never add a tax. When the official edict arrives in Liaozhou, what will happen to the people of Liaozhou?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "It's all my business? Never increase taxes are not never increase taxes. Thinking about the taxes my Yang family village has to pay every year, I feel so painful!"

...

Just as Yang Shaofeng was standing on the river bank and taking the soldiers of Liaozhou Guards to death, Zhu Zhanji's memorial that had asked Wu Ming to send out was also in the hands of Zhu Laosi.

Then Zhu Laosi found that he and his father Zhu Chongba were in a big loss!

Where did you lose?

If you suffer losses, you will suffer losses. It is really good to the people, but you can't say it. In other words, you just don't know how to be a sister and set up a archway.

Never add tribute.

Unlike Zhu Zhanji, who had to think about it for a long time, and even needed Yang Shaofeng to explain it slowly, Zhu Laosi thought of raising taxes as soon as he saw the four words "Never Add a Title".

According to the calculations of the four heavenly kings and the Minister of Revenue Xia Laosou, their calculations of the autumn tax in the 13th year of Yongle and the estimates of the spring tax in the 14th year of Yongle, the proportion of commercial tax will become larger and larger after the commercial tax, and the proportion of civil tax will become smaller and smaller.

If the emperor is rushing crazy again and is exempt from physical taxes, that is, he doesn't even need food, then the proportion of people's taxes will be infinitely close to zero.

Of course, Zhu Laosi could not be crazy enough to get so crazy, and even if Zhu Laosi was crazy, Xia Laosu could not agree to such a ridiculous will.

Reducing and exempting people's taxes is one thing, and whether to collect food is another thing.

When the baby is going to smash people today, there is no need to worry about too much food at any time. Who knows when the old man will smash Alutai's house again?

After experiencing his anger with the Four Heavenly Five and Xia Laosou, Zhu Laosi issued a tribute to never-added tax at a major dynasty meeting on one day, and at the same time, he exempted all the taxes of local people in the rain-hit areas such as Liaozhou, Shuntian Prefecture, Henan and Shandong.

This inexplicable edict of never adding fu undoubtedly touched a point that civil officials cannot say since ancient times, no emperor has called out the word "never adding fu" and has led to the king and Yao and Shun as the lifelong dream of every scholar.

What does this mean?

This means that we scholars who have made contributions to assisting the king will be kept in history in the future!

In other words, no matter how the Zhu family is, our group of ministers will be hyped up, and everyone must think of our good deeds!

However, outside the collective orgasm of the court officials, local officials were so angry that they were tiring.

Zhu Laosi not only issued an edict that never adds the tax, but also sent someone to read it loudly, ensuring that every people in the countryside know that this news is not a scam!

The people of Liaozhou naturally fell into carnival.

This emperor is not bad, and the tablet of immortality is not in vain!

Compared to the ecstasy of the people, Yang Shaofeng held the newspaper in a confused look on his face and looked at Zhu Zhanji sitting facing him: "Is it really going to never add the tribute?"

Zhu Zhanji curled his lips and said, "Didn't you say you can increase taxes? As long as there is no increase in civilian taxes, who will care about the merchants' taxes or not?"

Yang Shaofeng nodded, then looked at Zhu Zhanji with a painful face: "Then how do I calculate the cement and lime factory in my house? Oh, my heart is starting to hurt again!"

After thinking about it, Yang Shaofeng continued, "By the way, I can still evade taxes. I have a better job of doing the accounting. If it really doesn't work, I will just refuse to pay it. What can the government do to me?"

Zhu Zhanji, who was just thinking about mocking Yang Shaofeng, suddenly reminiscent: "What are you trying to say? Are you saying that those merchants will find ways to evade taxes?"

Yang Shaofeng nodded: "It turns out that I earn 100,000 taels of silver a year, and paying a tax of one taels of two taels of silver will be overwhelming. Now you want me to pay a tax of 33 taels of silver. Wouldn't you take my life?"

When Lin Yu heard Yang Shaofeng's statement, he immediately replied: "That's right, Zuixianlou only makes a few dollars a year. Now he has to pay so much tax, and he still won't let people live!"

Zhu Zhanji said oh, staring at Lin Yu and said, "The income of Zuixianlou in Yongle in twelve years is 100,000 taels. According to the information obtained by this young master, the capital should be about 10,000 taels, which means that the net income of Zuixianlou in a year is 90,000 taels?"

As soon as he heard Zhu Zhanji say this, Lin Yu couldn't help looking at Yang Shaofeng pitifully: "Brother-in-law?"

Yang Shaofeng nodded, then turned to Zhu Zhanji and said, "What do you know? Do you need to open a branch in Zuixianlou, don't you need capital? You are too bullying!"

Zhu Zhanji was so angry that he laughed: "Okay, what you said makes sense, what you said is right! But you have to pay this tax! Otherwise, you will wait for your Majesty to hang it on the city gate building and get dried!"
Chapter completed!