Chapter 255 King of Han: King Qi is still a loyal man
Chapter 261 The fellow opens the door, and the Yamen sends warmth
Yao Guangxiao said calmly: "Learning from the past, those who are good at using swords will also die by the sword."
Zhu Gaojie shook his head and said: "There is no good or bad in history, only wins and losses. Who is responsible for the ups and downs of life through the ages? Everything that is produced will eventually despise the master. It is just a drop in the ocean in the long river of time. Gains and losses will be honored and disgraced for thousands of years.
The final conclusion of right and wrong is finalized. If you want to achieve great things, you can only cut it with a sword close to your own throat."
Yao Guangxiao said solemnly: "Sometimes, stance is more important than behavior. Even if you are talented, you must learn to live with the light and go with the flow, otherwise you will be the light in the darkness and guilty."
Zhu Gaojie said calmly: "I have ten thousand ways to let them die without a burial place. They were born in the wrong era. Here with me, they are not the same as the light. They will either die standing or live on their knees."
It's not that he doesn't understand what Yao Guangxiao said.
If the local gentry is prevented from seeking high profits, then the ministers who come from the local area will not be loyal and the scholars will not die. Therefore, once the superiors control the power of distributing benefits, they must plan and obtain from the subordinates to avoid forced expropriation.
The form of giving is clear, and the secret of taking away is not leaked. The subordinates will naturally be happy to obey, and the superiors will also live a comfortable life.
But Zhu Gaojie is not a person who lives in comfort. If everything is based on the rules of learning from the past, then what use is he?
Yao Guangxiao frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"
Mr. Qingtian, please take care of these bastards from the Tax Supervision Department!
"Fuck, your name is Liu Erhei, you are so fucking arrogant!"
An official wearing a blue robe walked in and kicked Liu Erhei hard, leaving a series of shoe marks on his clothes.
Zhu Gaojie said calmly: "Officials of the Taxation Yuan are directly appointed by the emperor or the supervising state, and are selected from officials of the third rank or above. If an official of the Taxation Yuan knows the law and breaks the law, the crime will be increased by ten levels, and the fine will be changed to beheading, and beheading will be changed to the execution of the nine tribes.
The same applies to the officials of the Taxation Department. Thirty thousand elite soldiers from the Jinyi Guards and the border army will be mobilized to set up a tax supervision army. Anyone who resists the Tax Supervision Court and the Tax Supervision Department to collect taxes can directly mobilize the tax supervision army of the province and kill them all!"
"If an official from the Taxation Department is killed during an investigation, he will be exempted from all policies of the government, put pressure on the local area, and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."
Yao Guangxiao sighed: "It's just the same institution as the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It has changed the outer shell but not the lining. Isn't the Metropolitan Procuratorate enough to learn from? In my opinion, the Tax Supervisory Authority you want to set up may just start.
Some things are useful, but corruption has already appeared in three years, and in ten years it has become rotten and incurable, eventually becoming a tumor growing on the back of the imperial court."
This old monk has an astonishingly far-sighted vision. He has already seen through the operation of the huge machine of the imperial court. Every part is new at the beginning, but after a short time, it will rust and stop functioning.
He was transferred from the border army to the Tax Supervision Department. He doesn't care about so many things. If you don't pay taxes, I'll kill you!
In an instant, sparks fell on the straw pile, igniting a raging fire. A large group of people rushed in from behind the door, holding standard weapons and wearing black robes. They knocked down these arrogant green men like cold machines.
On the ground. In less than a quarter of an hour, everyone in the room was already subdued to the ground.
"I'm pretty sure. I've already made a plan."
This method of tax collection is unheard of.
"Draw up? Can't you open the door?"
Don't worry about white tax or black tax, don't worry about what illegal things the other party has done, just raise the tax and you will be promoted.
"Okay, now that Liu Erhei is done with all the illegal taxes he's carrying, it's time to go find his uncle, the county magistrate."
"What are you arresting? I am a tax collector, not a royal guard. I will collect the taxes. Does arresting people have anything to do with me?"
At the beginning, the Metropolitan Procuratorate was also a powerful tool to control the court's constitution. It thoroughly investigated corruption and embezzlement in the capital and even the provinces. It was indeed effective at first. However, before Zhu Yuanzhang died, it was still in the last years of Hongwu.
The courtyard had already begun to decay.
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"Fellow, open the door, the Yamen will send you warmth."
The green men in the room who were still drinking and eating meat were stunned for a moment. They woke up after hearing this loud roar. They took out the bright silver butcher's knives and sticks from under the table and started to follow Liu Erhei out.
"Tax Superintendent?"
Liu Erhei was so frightened that he trembled. He was just playing tricks on the people. How could he ever encounter such an unreasonable thing? He could not use weapons to bring warmth, but that silver sword could drink blood.
How shameless!
- Raise taxes.
He has never heard of such a thing!
The tax collection falls on the green-skinned gangsters!
Furthermore, this tax rate is too outrageous. One thousand four hundred taels are taxed as one thousand taels, a 70% tax? Please be a human being!
The tax collector was furious: "You can't pay it or not!"
The tax collector took out a small book, checked it and said, "As far as I know, you have extracted a total of more than 1,400 taels of dirty silver this year. According to the court's tax rate, the black tax should be levied... 1,000 taels! Hurry up.
Pay your fucking taxes, or I’ll kill you if you don’t!”
Yao Guangxiao gave a thumbs up: "I have never seen this approach of yours, let's wait and see?"
"Who the hell are you?"
"I'll fuck you to death!"
The official who claimed to be the Tax Supervisor snorted coldly and said, "Liu Erhei, I have checked all your information. I have no control over bullying the people. It has nothing to do with our Tax Supervisor, but what you extract from the people
The wealth of the people and the anointing of the people are ours to take care of."
Liu Erhei was scared: "I'll hand it in, I'll hand it in!"
Even though he doesn't know a single word, he still knows how many departments there are in the county. He is used to being domineering in the county. He knows which departments can be provoked and which departments cannot be provoked. He has never heard of anyone else.
This department is the Tax Supervision Department.
This Zhu Gaojie is really a strange person.
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Liu Erhei was confused, "What kind of department is the Tax Supervision Department?"
After collecting a thousand taels of black tax from Liu Erhei, the tax collector walked out of the house with a satisfied look on his face.
Zhu Gaojie said calmly: "The Tax Supervisory Court is established, directly under the imperial power and independent of the imperial court. The chief officer is the tax superintendent, with one person; the deputy tax superintendent is appointed with two people. The chief official is the second grade, and the adjutant is the subordinate.
The second rank ordered the establishment of eighteen tax supervisory departments in each of the eighteen provinces, which were subordinate to the Tax Supervisory Institute in the middle of the capital, with the third rank tax officer as the chief officer to thoroughly investigate the taxation of each province."
Liu Erhei was shocked by this number: "Are you crazy? Why don't you go and rob it? I earned more than 1,400 taels of silver, and you charge me a tax of 1,000 taels?"
"The imperial court is established and subordinate to the imperial power. No matter who you are, you have to pay taxes honestly. Even if you are the six ministers, you still have to pay taxes in front of our tax superintendent!"
Zhu Gaojie wrote a name on the paper, "The first tax inspector will be Lu Chaoyang."
The reason why he is able to run rampant in this county is simply because he has an uncle with a strong reputation and is protected by the county magistrate, so he dares to be lawless in the local area.
"Don't drive, get out!"
Liu Erhei exclaimed: "Master, you are right when you say that I extract money from the people. I asked for money from the shops in the county, but I have never heard that there is also a fucking tax. This is collected."
What kind of tax?”
The tax collector chuckled and said: "Hmm, it seems you are not confused enough yet."
Who would have thought that the person standing behind the door was not a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but a fully armed butcher.
"The new law of the imperial court stipulates that what you are doing is called black tax, and the black tax should be three times the white tax."
However, compared to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, how long can the Tax Supervisory Yuan endure in the face of alcoholism, sex, and wealth?
There are several lines of names in Qing history, and countless barren hills in Beimang.
Liu Erhei had never seen such a battle before. He was used to being domineering in the county, but today someone came to his door and shouted angrily: "Brothers, you are copycats, you are looking for trouble!"
The Tax Supervision Yuan is under the jurisdiction of the Tax Supervision Department, and the Tax Supervision Department is under the jurisdiction of the tax collection officials of each government. They have only one task.
"Reform taxation and unify taxation. No matter what you do or what business you are doing, as long as there is profit, you need to pay tax. Even if you are engaged in brothel business, or smuggling, real estate, gambling... the tax superintendent can collect taxes
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Liu Erhei originally wanted to use the reputation of the county magistrate to intimidate the other party, but he never thought that the official opposite him would not be timid at all: "County magistrate? Who is he? I am the tax collector of the Tax Supervision Department!"
There was a loud bang, and Liu Erhei was startled. The wooden door in front of him exploded with a bang, and broken wood stubble flew everywhere.
The adjutant next to him asked: "Sir, this guy is plundering people's wealth and anointing. His crime is unforgivable. Shouldn't we arrest him?"
He was also curious about whether the person in front of him could implement his idea.
Liu Erhei was a little confused: "What do you mean, tax collection?"
Liu Erhei ran away in grief and anger: "I tell you, my uncle is the county magistrate. If you dare to touch me, my uncle will kill you!"
The tax collector said disdainfully, "As mentioned above, people in the tax superintendent's department should just do their jobs. The more black taxes they collect, the faster they will be promoted. Damn it, I heard that in the next county
That tax collector collected more than 30,000 taels of white and black taxes in one day, which made the county go crazy. When the tax collector heard about this, he directly promoted this guy from the eighth-grade tax collector to
I am the tax collector of the seventh grade. This guy and I are both soldiers from Datong Town. Why can he do it but I can’t? Stop worrying about other things. Raising taxes is our most important thing."
The same is true for the Tax Supervisory Court.
Yao Guangxiao was shocked: "I've never seen this kind of policy like yours, are you sure?"
This sharp weapon was tainted by the powerful and gentry with their wine, sex and wealth until it fell. From the beginning, he was proud and disdainful of being associated with the powerful, but later he was shameless and became a dog raised by the powerful, and became a tool for the powerful and gentry to seek benefits.
The tax collector clapped his hands and waved his hand, "Brothers, go to the county government office and help me!"
"This Lord County Lord is a wealthy guy. I have opened my eyes to find out how much gold and silver the Lord County Lord has embezzled from his family, and asked him to pay the taxes to the court without any penny!"