"When you come back to your Majesty, monks do not have to pay taxes according to law."

Song Yingxing said carefully.

“Why?”

Yang Feng asked unhappily.

"Monks do not become civilian."

Song Yingxing said.

"Can you not pay taxes if you don't have the nationality? If you don't have the nationality, then what qualifications do they have to own land? This one does not pay taxes and that does not pay taxes. I know how my country has reached this point today. Since I don't pay taxes, don't need industries. I have sent an order to pass the imperial edict, and the four elements of monks are empty. However, recently, monks have been obsessed with foreign objects and devoted to industries and abandoned Buddhism. In order to purify Buddhist land, from today on, all the land, shops, forests and other properties in temples are collected from the official property. According to the monks in the temple, each person is given 30 acres of food and clothing to avoid being disturbed by external objects and to show their ambition to concentrate on worshiping the Buddha. In addition, monks are compassionate, and recently monks have been mostly borrowed to make profits. Even if the borrower's family is destroyed, it is actually contrary to the Buddha's ambition. Now, all those who borrow money will be voided and repaid. If anyone who reports this to the official is to resist the imperial edict."

Yang Feng said.

He had long been upset by the bald men who did not pay taxes, and now he can finally attack these guys.

"Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Song Yingxing said quickly.

The emperor became addicted to stabbing hornets in the nest. After stabbing one after another, he had just offended the gentry, and now he attacked the monks again. These monks are not easy to mess with. They have a huge influence among the people. Those good men and women are all over the world. It can be said that they have the ability to point to black and white. The saying that the emperor possessed evil spirits has long been popular because of suppressing the resistance of the gentry. If he offended the monk again, this statement would probably be confirmed.

"What do you think about it? Anyone with property has to pay taxes. If you don't pay taxes, don't own industries. The four elements of monks are empty. Why are you empty if you keep thousands of acres of land? Also, did Taizu say that monks violated the yin precepts, and the people can beat them to death without quitting? I add a few more. Those who violate all other precepts can beat them to death without quitting them. I respect Buddhism. I will never tolerate those fake monks who defile Buddhism. If you want to be monks, you will become real monks. If you become monks, drink wine and eat meat and find women to beat them to death without quitting them."

Yang Feng said.

He doesn't care.

The monster is the monster. It is enough for the people to know who is for their own good. During this period, the gentry used all the best among the people to slander him, but the result was meaningless. The people who received 10% of the land rented the imperial field ignored them. The emperor is the monster? As long as he gave us 10% of the land rented the imperial field, we recognize him, let alone those immortal species.

Those gentry jumped up and down but could not affect the emperor's reputation at all.

Originally, they could collude officials and gentry to destroy policies for Yang Feng, but now there are twelve counties in the controlled area. There are no gentry classes outside the pass, and there are eight gentry inside the pass. Such a place does not have the foundation of a high sky and a far distance between the emperor.

And those gentry could not do it, either if they were bald. After receiving the land, they still rented it to the original tenants for 10% of the land. Yang Feng did not believe that the tenants who had to use their blood and sweat to offer to monks, and even had to offer their wives to the masters were not grateful to him.

As for the monks' direct resistance...

This is no big deal.

Close the door and let Tian Jianxiu go!

The three thousand Li Zicheng's elite old camp had long been hungry and thirsty.

If it is not enough, there will be the Iron Cavalry of the Jinyiwei.

There is no more than enough new troops in the bandit camp.

Even the gentry's resistance was beaten back by them, so he didn't believe that the monks' fighting power was better than that of the gentry.

But he was wrong.

The monks did not have the combat power of gentry, but they also had another way to fight him. When the imperial edict was issued quickly, the monks from the Great Compassion Court were first dispatched. They knelt neatly outside the palace in the heavy snow and begged the emperor to give them a way out. Then the monks of Biyun Temple and the monks of Qixian Temple also came. It is said that even a large number of monks from the temples farther away, such as Tangquan Temple, Baofeng Zen Temple, etc., were also coming. The spectacular scene of Fuque finally took place in front of the palace gate, and even some good men and women joined in.

"Did you see what this is?"

Yang Feng stood under the archway of his palace, the former Shanhaiguan General's Mansion, and said, looking at the bald head lying all over the ground in front of him.

"resentment?"

Li Yutian said carefully.

"What are your eyes? The borers, all I see are borers, all of them are borers that have borers empty in my country."

Yang Feng said indignantly.

"Uh, I'm stupid."

Shoujiao Li quickly admitted his mistake.

Anyway, the Chief Li knew that he was already comparable to Wei Zhongxian, and he was now giving up. He meticulously implemented the orders of the emperor who were going further and further on the road to the tyrant monarch. Just when these monks were petitioning, officials under the protection of Tian Jianxiu's Special Service Department had already begun to go to investigate temple industries in various places. He also understood that this was a good thing. If these bald men were summed up, they could be said to be the number one landlords in the Ming Dynasty in addition to the royal family. Not to mention the Dameiyuan, even an ordinary small temple also had hundreds or thousands of acres of land, not to mention a large number of shops, and also loans to usury.

But they don't pay taxes.

The Ming Dynasty was not without money, but it was just that it could not collect taxes. There were too many gentry, royal family, temples and other messy tax exemptions. The only ones who paid the tax were the poorest farmers. If everyone paid the tax together, the Ming Dynasty would not have been able to make the treasury empty, and even tens of thousands of Jianshu could have been rampant for decades. After finishing the gentry last time, although there were a large number of tax-free righteous people, the tax revenue still exceeded the tax revenue on the land in the past. It is conceivable how much harm these tax exemptions caused to the country. The harm of temple property is not inferior to that of gentry. If the bald people's homes were circulated, it would probably be better than that of the south. The tax revenue of the light business would be basically self-sufficient in its own taxes.

but……

"Your Majesty, the inspection team that went to Tangquan Temple was attacked by bandits, and a head of the Ministry of Revenue was killed."

Liang Cheng walked up to Yang Feng and said.

"Bandits? There are bandits forty miles away from me? This is simply terrible. I sent an order to Tian Jianxiu and gave him this task. It is necessary to completely clean up the Zushan area and never let the bandits harm the people. In addition, tell him to pay attention to protecting the monks of Tangquan Temple. If the bandits attack Tangquan Temple at night, they will be killed. They like to exterminate the family very much. As for the head of the Ministry of Revenue, they will be posthumously named the baron."

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

At this time, there were actually bandits forty miles away in Shanhaiguan. It was too exaggerated. By the way, there were no bandits here before. This was the most important military fortress of the Ming Dynasty. What kind of bandits dared to act in such a place? Since they dared to fight in this way, don’t blame him for being ruthless.

"Uh, honor!"

Liang Cheng said quickly.

"Your Majesty, how do you deal with these monks?"

Li Yutian asked.

"Are there any fire-fighting water dragons in the city?"

Yang Feng asked.

"have!"

Shoufu Li said.

"Water!"

After Yang Feng said that, he turned back to the palace. He had to study with Shangshu Song how to build a steam engine. He was not in the mood to get entangled with these guys.

Li Yutian looked at the snowflakes above his head and couldn't help but chill, then looked at the bald heads with pity, and called an officer from the Special Service of the Jinyiwei Department to give instructions, and he quickly ran back to his chief assistant to cook the fire. The Jinyiwei officer who surrendered with Tian Jianxiu looked at the bald heads with evil eyes, waved to the side with hundreds of subordinates of the same origin, and soon ran to the city firefighting team to bring a few latest water guns, and aimed at the bald heads all over the ground in a daze of the onlookers behind. He soon carried a little warm well water like water dragons.

However, Yang Feng returned to the palace and had no good news. The power of these monks was omnipresent, and even his descendants were not spared.

"Father, Kunxing begs to take back the decree."

His cheap daughter said, kneeling in front of him crying.

The poor girl just went to Damuyuan to pray for him. In a blink of an eye, he was scammed up his property and used water to water him on heavy snow. This made His Highness feel so good. Obviously, if she hadn't been to pray for blessings suddenly, her father might not have thought of this. This was entirely caused by her! She, who has always been weak by nature, rarely brave this time.

"Don't get involved in these major national events."

Yang Feng said angrily.

"If the father does not agree, Kunxing will kneel here and not get up."

His cheap daughter said.

"Well?"

Yang Feng looked at her speechlessly.

For some reason, the emperor suddenly had an unbearable impulse in his heart. He stood up and took the whisk from the little eunuch beside him, walked to Princess Kunxing. Before she could react, she pressed it to the ground, then took the whisk handle upside down and sucked it down hard. Although he was wearing a winter coat, the whisk handle still made a crisp sound on the latter's little butt, which made Princess Kunxing cry with a sore pain.

"Take the princess back and stay in a fortitude for three days to think about her mistakes!"

Yang Feng said viciously.

"And you, don't run!"

Then he yelled at Li Xiu who was peeking at the door.

The latter, who was about to run, walked in tremblingly.

Since following Yang Feng, this wild girl has no worries about food and clothing. Her originally malnourished figure seems to have exploded. She has grown up in half a year and is almost 1.7 meters tall. The front flat and back plates suddenly become bulging and tilted. The two long legs are shocking, and even her face has begun to develop into a charming and the childishness on her face makes Yang Feng always control his desire to start.

"Who has seen the princess just now?"

Yang Feng asked with a gloomy face.

"Master Huijing of Beimin'an."

Li Xiu looked at the princess who was still crying, then looked at the whisk in Yang Feng's hand, and decisively sold her best friend.

"The nun doesn't practice well, and she actually has the courage to interfere in the government affairs. Since this is the case, there is no need to pretend to be a fake. She sent an order to return to secular life. The officials were appointed as military households. Huijing was arguing about the government affairs and inciting the princess to be punished for the crime of great rebellion!"

Yang Feng sneered.
Chapter completed!