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Section 29 The Angry Emperor

"Fang Gong, how do you think His Majesty will react when he hears our memorial? Today, I am entirely dependent on you. If you hadn't been there, His Majesty would have been furious and might have beaten me in public. If word spread, I would be embarrassed to see others.

, I need to think of a way to make His Majesty feel that I am wrong without hurting his face. What do you think of a way?"

Following Duan Hong's footsteps, the two of them followed step by step, and Yun Ye asked Fang Xuanling in a low voice.

"You are young and His Majesty's junior. It is not a shame to be beaten. If the problem is not solved, there will be endless troubles. I feel that Datang's "Business Law" needs to be comprehensively improved. Why don't you take the lead in formulating it?

An advanced law came out. The current law follows the Sui system and has not been revised for more than 80 years. However, in the past few years, the Ministry of Household Affairs has issued some regulations here and there. In my opinion, the time has come

It's time to rewrite the law.

You are a young hero, and it is worth getting beaten in exchange for a law. If you are young, you should not always dodge. When you encounter difficulties, you should face them head on. "

Yun Ye glanced at Fang Xuanling in surprise. The old guy tricked people without blinking an eye. Li Er is now the legendary devil. Anyone who is full and full can provoke him. He wears official uniforms and is unwilling to suffer.

Beating, Li Er's attacks were never serious. A favorite concubine in the harem gave birth to a daughter for him, which was extremely rare. When reviewing the memorial, he put the child aside. The child who was less than one year old felt uncomfortable. Naturally

He would cry, and the furious Li Er raised his hand and threw the inkstone over...

The inkstone flew out and he remembered that it was his daughter. If Duan Hong hadn't banged his head against the inkstone with all his strength, the consequences would have been disastrous. From then on, the princes and daughters under the age of five were ordered by their eldest grandson not to get close to Li Er. Yun Ye was worried about Li Er.

If Er Er beats himself and forgets about himself, his life will be over. Even if Li Er regrets it afterwards, it will be too late.

"No, you have to come up with the charter. It doesn't matter when His Majesty is Qingming. What if His Majesty gets red-eyed and beats me all the way? I can't beat Your Majesty and can't escape. It's too dangerous. Look at Duan Hong.

The scar on my forehead shows that His Majesty's actions are not serious, and I am too delicate and delicate to be a target."

"Nonsense, the ancients did not have as many ideas as you when they petitioned the people. It is an honor for a scholar-official to die to remonstrate. Our spirit will naturally last forever. The former Sui Dynasty Wu Dianzhang died on the dragon case and died to remonstrate. Go and see

"The Book of the Sui Dynasty" writes about him in seven pages, what an honor it is."

Yun Ye stopped and looked at Fang Xuanling, swallowed his saliva and said: "If I remember correctly, Wu Yunzhao, one of Wu Dianzhang's whole family, ran out, and the rest were beheaded, right? You are the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, His Majesty, Mr.

I want to show you some dignity, how about you go ahead and let the juniors play the drum behind you?"

Before Fang Xuanling could speak, Duan Hong urged: "You two should hurry up, His Majesty is already impatient."

Yun Ye and Fang Xuanling looked at each other and sighed, but followed Duan Hong into the hall. Because it was a formal duet, Li Er was also wearing his own imperial robes. He sat behind the case and looked at the people who walked in with a half-smile.

Two people.

"You two gentlemen, please tell me if you have any business with me."

Not knowing what was going on, Yun Ye found that he was the only one standing in the middle. Fang Xuanling was already sitting on the cushion next to him, kneeling down in a very formal manner holding a banquet. An intriguing smile appeared on the corner of Li Er's mouth.

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Yun Ye quietly took two steps back, hugged Wu Ban and gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, I am here today because of the decree you issued during the day. I heard that your Majesty ordered the book to be sent to the sect. The three provinces of Shangshu are deciding what to do.

Luxury goods are going to be tripled in tax rate, but I think it’s inappropriate...”

"Shut up! Your salary and salary are based on the people's wealth. Your food, clothing, and clothing are all the blood and sweat of the people. As a minister, you don't care about the king's worries. As an official in the court, you don't know how to sympathize with the people's sufferings. You go out of your way to knock the people's bones and suck their marrow. You are not satisfied. You have designed all kinds of things.

The ingenious things shamelessly plunder the people's life-saving money and food.

I have made up my mind, don't say anything more. If you dare to talk about the tax rate again, if you say one more word, I will double the tax rate again. I would rather destroy these useless and ingenious things than see you sitting back and enjoying the benefits.

"Your Majesty, please listen to what I have to say. This decree..."

"Fang Qing noted that the luxury goods tax has been increased to four times!" Li Er said categorically to Fang Xuanling.

"Your Majesty, no, I just want to..."

"You also heard Fang Xuanling. He said one, two, or three words, and the tax rate was increased to seven times." Li Erhuang smiled and put his hands on the case, waiting expectantly for Yun Ye to speak again.

Yun Ye stopped talking, took out a charcoal pen from his pocket and made some calculations on the board. Then he raised his hands and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the tax rate is indeed inappropriate. You have to listen to what the minister has to say, right?"

Li Er chuckled and said: "The first three words are my honorifics, they don't count. The following two words will increase the tax rate by two times. Boy, if you have the guts, just keep talking. I don't care about destroying those bullshit things, no."

If you buy that thing, Datang might be better off. With a tax rate of nine times, I’ll see how you manage it! I can sell your leather bag for a hundred silver coins each.”

"Your Majesty, this is not how the tax rate is calculated. You are mistaken."

"How brave, the tax rate is twelve times, are you going to break the pot?" Li Er was a little surprised. Could it be that Yun Ye really doesn't care about these shops, which are the biggest source of income for his Yun family.

Yun Ye and Fang Xuanling exchanged bans with each other to see the numbers calculated by each other. Fang Xuanling extended three fingers to Yun Ye. Yun Ye nodded, hugged Wu Ban and said, "I don't intend to break the jar.

I want to run the business well and pass on the skills from generation to generation." After saying that, he stared at the emperor's reaction. As long as the emperor tripled the tax rate, he and Fang Xuanling turned around and left, not planning to spend another minute.

Wait a little longer. This is the best result. No one can be blamed. The fault is all the emperor's. Those who specialize in making luxury goods cannot blame themselves and Fang Xuanling for the tax increase. The emperor is a tyrant, and he is not allowed to do so.

The minister was reasonable, and Marquis Yun, who spoke uprightly, spoke a few more words, but the emperor arbitrarily increased the tax rate more than ten times.

Li Er discovered the exchange between Yun Ye and Fang Xuanling and felt something was wrong. He kept his mouth shut and refused to give the order. Fang Xuanling stood up and said: "Reporting to your majesty, Marquis Yun just said three more words. Weichen

Let’s set the fixed amount of luxury goods tax at fifteen times the basic tax rate. Wei Chen resigned.”

Fang Xuanling left, and Yun Ye closed his mouth and resigned. He watched the two ministers leave the hall. Li Er's face was clouded, but he never thought that something was wrong. The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the back window and shone on Li Er.

There is something unspeakably strange on Er Er's uncertain face. What is wrong?

"Your Majesty, they are deliberately raising taxes. I just looked through my government's commercial tax, and found that the commercial tax you only increased three times is too little. Our government only levies a tax in kind, so just use the selling price.

For a bag worth twelve silver coins, you have increased the tax rate three times, but it is only ten more copper coins per bag. Moreover, the progressive tax law also applies to luxury goods, so the tax rate you have increased has almost no effect.

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Yun Ye is a sensible person. He knows that it is not appropriate to do this. If he and those nobles earn too much, it will lead to catastrophe sooner or later. After all, only by sharing the benefits equally can the business be done for a long time, so he asked His Majesty early in his life.

He mentioned the luxury tax. As soon as he entered the palace, he realized that he wanted to increase the tax. If it were to reduce the tax, he would not be so uneasy. The move to increase the tax would annoy His Majesty, so he wore court clothes and dragged on

Fang Xuanling is probably worried that His Majesty will attack him."

Changsun specially outlined the commercial and tax chapter in "Tang Lv Shu Yi" with a red pen, put it on Li Er's desk, and ordered all the servants to retreat, leaving only the uneasy Duan Hong to pay attention to Li Er, who was about to explode at any time.

two.

After reading those words, Li Er closed his eyes and his chest heaved violently, and said word by word: "I wanted to pay tax on a leather bag worth twelve silver coins, but unexpectedly the tax rate was increased to one silver coin per crocodile."

On the skin, I am so angry..."

The emperor did not leave the palace for three days because the accompanying imperial censor was already impeaching the emperor for his tyranny. Before the courtiers could finish their words, they rudely increased the special commercial tax to fifteen times. This was simply insane and even the tyrants of ancient times were not like this.

After such a brutal increase in tax rates, Wei Zheng's eyes were still wrapped with gauze, so he asked his servants to take him to the palace and kowtow at the palace to meet the emperor.

The emperor did not see Wei Zheng, but Duan Hong, who was covered with injuries, came out and whispered a few words in Wei Zheng's ear. Wei Zheng suddenly changed from anger to shock, and finally to joy, touching Duan Hong's bag

Gauze's head said: "Thank you for your hard work, chamberlain." Then he got on the carriage and returned to his place of residence. He concentrated on letting Sun Simiao treat his illness and declined all visitors.

It was not only Wei Zheng who thanked the guests behind closed doors, Fang Xuanling also closed his own door tightly and did not see anyone. Even if Du Ruhui came to the door, the answer given by the entourage was that the master had caught a cold occasionally and was afraid that he would be sick to his colleagues, so he did not see him.

The door of Yun Ye's house was also tightly closed, and the whole family could not come out. The servants who came out to buy daily necessities every day could no longer see a single member of the Yun family. However, the Yun family's luggage shop had the final say.

The sign of low prices attracted a rush of people in the store, and the inventory was completely sold out in a short period of time.

"Yezi, you should avoid my father these days. After I went to see my mother, I said one more word and was kicked by my father on the thigh. His temper has been very bad these days, and he is surrounded only by

If my mother dares to come close, anyone else who comes close will be in trouble. Tell me, what did you do to my father? You made him so angry that your head is still firmly on your neck. It's really rare." Li Tai shook his head.

In the glass in his hand, the bright red grape wine inside was stirring like waves.


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