Tax increases are a big deal, and having a consensus is just the basis. It is a complex and lengthy thing to write the terms and conditions.

What the emperor is staring at is not the process, but the result. Although the academicians of the Jinzhao Academy are staring at the process, the implementation process has nothing to do with them. What are the requirements of the "financial owners" behind them? It will be the same every day.

There are many people who are in a state of turmoil, and Ma Zhou, a Grand Secretary of Hongwenge, is one of them.

"My husband, how to increase the commercial tax, how to increase and how to make up is not just a matter of saying it. It is not enough to let the merchants take out their money by relying on the imperial taxation department alone."

The staff are also anxious, and the business pressure is too great. If you don’t do it well before the New Year, you won’t think about it this year. However, compared with the staff, Xianggong Ma is even more anxious.

What tax is best to increase? Agricultural tax.

Because the land cannot fly away, when the tax officials are busy with autumn harvest, they will "collect" the farmers in advance overnight. This is not a matter of not being out of the question.

But commercial tax is not so easy to watch. Bulk goods are fine, but the big wharfs are just casting nets. But there are still a large number of merchants on the road, which is disgusting.

"Ask the people from the track bureau to help me keep a train to Chang'an."

"yes."

The staff member was stunned, but without saying anything, he turned around and went to book the car.

Ma Zhou rubbed his temples, put down his reading glasses, and sat there resting.

"My husband, let's drink some jujube tea. They are all big red dates from Chinan..."

The special red dates the size of eggs are soaked and spread out. The dates are fragrant. There are seven or eight wolfberry inside, and even one or two ginseng beards.

“Hard work.”

Ma Zhou nodded and thanked him. He had been staying in the yamen for half a month. The relaxed period of time when he returned to the court was actually watching silence in front of Du Ruhui's mourning hall... This is a fucking!

Outside, the staff members were also worried at the desk. The emperor sent people to ask about the progress every few days. He looked very dissatisfied, but the officials did not show off their power. This time, the inner mansion also had to make a comeback, and Kant was also in a panic. The emperor's master asked him to do things as a slave. What else could he do?

But the inner government has never dealt with this. If it is blackmailed to farmers, even if it is blackmailed to salt merchants, it will be easier. All the states and states in the world, including the salt department, have their own yin and yang people and people die.

Now... I'll leave it to fate, just take one step at a time with Xianggong Ma's thigh.

Ma Zhou, a teammate of pigs, worked harder than ever before. The emperor was intimidated by the "Nine Cauldrons" because of the last step of centralization. It was impossible to be in a happy mood. He was not sure to start fighting and destroying rebellion. In addition, his family is very big and his business is not as good as before. He can't just be the "Eternal Emperor" for more than ten years and stop doing it.

Now all my efforts are to save up the money as soon as possible. After you have enough money, it is best to be able to die of rebellion. Even if you can’t die, you will be disabled.

"The group of people who eat idle food in Hongwen Pavilion only focus on their duties. As ministers, they are just sleepy insects and don't do any serious things! My husband is really burdened."

"What are you going to Chang'an now?"

"Business?"

"The businessman wants to go overnight?"

"What about your opinion?"

"From my perspective, my husband is going to find a reinforcement."

“…”

“…”

Everyone thought of something and was a little silent for a moment. Although they didn't want to admit it, "Empire Auspiciousness" had been the boss of Xianggong Ma, so no matter how you count it, it would be a reminiscent of the past.

The members of Hongwen Pavilion are simply cheating. Ma Xianggong can’t help but teammates with pigs, so he can only find another way.

"Recently, the cabinet ministers were selected, and they were all a bunch of things! I don't know..."

"Oh, no constrained."

The colleagues reminded him a little, but both sides were full of resentment. The emperor didn't know what he thought, and a group of royal relatives stuffed into Hongwen Pavilion to make a living. Originally, the scholars in Hongwen Pavilion were enough, such as Kong Yingda, Chu Suiliang, Xu Jingzong, etc., who only focused on their own positions. If there was anything in the department, they were busy.

It was Hongwenge's turn to make a decision. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were all looking at Ma Zhou.

With a very complicated look, who said that Xianggong Ma was the "Premier"?

Envy, jealousy and hate, deserve it!

The yamen was busy, and someone came to report that the rail carriage had been set. After hearing this, Ma Zhou came out and called out, "Let's go to Chang'an with me."

The staff responded, and after following, someone asked, "Dude, are you going to find Zhang Liangfeng?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ma Zhou nodded.

The staff breathed a sigh of relief, but their expressions seemed much more aggrieved.

When we arrived in Chang'an, it was already midnight, and Ma Zhou would not go to Longqingfang to shout in the middle of the night. The officials went to bed in the official house outside the city, and entered the city at dawn, which scared the guardian of the city gate.

The construction site in Longqingfang was busy earlier, and it was not easy for the foremen to make a living. They followed the workers to sleep in the Datong shop. They got up earlier than chickens and went to bed later than dogs. Dozens of foremen on the entire construction site were all thin and thin. Compared with the large-waisted round supervisors sent by the Lord of Longqingfang, they were basically in the sky and underground.

"Huh? Why is Mr. Ma's man?"

The guards of Longqing Palace all have a good memory. When they saw Ma Zhou’s aides, they knew that things were not small. When a carriage stopped, the guards quickly stepped forward to greet: “I have met my husband.”

After Ma Zhou got off the carriage, he said to the guards: "I'm sorry to report to Zhang... and report to His Highness Changle, and he said Ma Zhou would pay a visit."

"My husband is waiting for me very little, so let's go inside and rest first."

The guard greeted the left and right, the door opened, and there was still someone in the hall to welcome the guests to serve the hot tea.

Ma Zhou looked around. Although he was very anxious, he knew that no matter how anxious he was, he could only wait. The scale of Longqing Palace was getting bigger and bigger, but Ma Zhou knew very well that no matter how large the Longqing Palace was, most of it was for school use. A princess successfully occupied a yard and built a palace, which was rare throughout history.

It can be said that Ma Zhou admires Princess Changle very much. It is really extraordinary to have such methods.

The general person is also very smart. It is impossible for Ma Zhou to come to find His Royal Highness Changle. What does Ma Zhou do to find His Royal Highness Princess? Can you buy a school district house?

At this time, Li Lizhi was still asleep. Zhang De and her slept separately. Apart from each other, the maid on the couch heard the movement outside and gently shook Zhang De: "Langjun, Xiao Ju'er is calling you."

"Stop making trouble, isn't she sleeping next to her..."

Lao Zhang muttered in a daze, and the maid secretly glared at him: "I was the one who slept with the husband last night."

"You are Xiao Ju'er, who is calling me? There is still a Xiao Ju'er?"

“…”

Lao Zhang, who was sleeping in a daze, was shaken twice again, and suddenly woke up a lot, turned his head and opened his eyes: "Xiao Lan'er, what are you asking me to do?"

"Langjun, Xiao Ju'er is calling you outside."

"What are you calling me in the early morning? I want to sleep and get some sleep."

He could hear it outside and knocked on the door gently: "Second sister, I'm in."

Xiaolan'er said helplessly: "Come in."

While speaking, he quietly pulled the blanket to cover his exposed parts.

After Xiao Juer came in outside, she was not surprised. She came to the bed and whispered to Zhang De: "Mr. Mr. Ma is in the front hall, waiting."

"Ma Zhou?"

Old Zhang suddenly glared and sat up immediately. Jing Chi's upper body was exposed to the air and was rolled up by a blanket. Xiao Lan'er panted and curled up and hugged herself tightly, she was really naked and a little embarrassed.

"This serious person must be serious!"

Even though he scolded, Lao Zhang still got up and stretched out his hands: "Change."

"yes."

Xiao Juer glared at the second sister of Lan, who was blushing, took Zhang De's robe and quickly put it on for him.

After a while, Zhang De, who had been washing up, opened the curtain and looked at Li Lizhi who was still sleeping, and then went out to the front hall.

When the guards in the corridor saw Zhang De coming, they immediately said, "Zong-chan, Xianggong Ma arrived last night."
Chapter completed!