The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1080 The God of Wealth Comes to the Door [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

"Little guy!" I have never heard the smile on Chen Jian's face.

Do you really think that every ruler of a country is as fat as King An of Han?
Most of the kings of a country received the education of Guozi since childhood, that is, the six arts of a gentleman, and there are very few fat ones among them.

Looking at Duke Xiao of Qin, King Wu of Qin, King Wuling of Zhao, and the kings of Chu of all generations, they were all brave men who could fight on horseback.

Among them, King Wu of Qin was the best among all the kings. He was a ruthless man who was strong enough to lift a tripod, but he just lifted the wrong tripod.

Although he is not talented, he has some martial arts skills. At least among the last kings, he should be the best.

"Hey, it was because there were few opponents in the various guards that I came to be the Internal Affairs Minister!" Several strong men around Chen Jian said with a smile.

Civil officials? If you can't even beat a military commander, what qualifications do you have to write poetry?

This is Bingzhou!

Without some fighting power, who would obey you?

What's more, they are tax collectors. How can they collect taxes without military support!
"I now understand why Bingzhou, which is so warlike, does not need to mobilize a large army to collect taxes!" Li Si sighed.

There is no need to mobilize the army at all. Just look at the strong men in the Bingzhou Grain Administration Office. When they go to the countryside to collect taxes, they tuck their shirts around their waists, revealing their toned muscles. How many people would dare not cooperate in paying taxes?
"A tax of one fifty is my order. It is the limit of what I can do. If you, the men of Bingzhou, are still unwilling to cooperate..." Chen Jian walked to the front of the stage and spoke loudly, then pointed at the strong men behind him.

"Wow~" The muscular men behind him shouted in unison, bent their arms and showed off their strong biceps.

The people of Beiye Royal City swallowed their saliva, it was too scary.

If we let these people come to collect taxes in person, I'm afraid they'll beat us up with one punch and send us packing.
"Retreat!" Chen Jian bowed.

"Haha~" The macho men flexed their muscles again and followed Chen Jian out.

"It's fifty to one tax now, so let's just cooperate honestly!" The people of Bingzhou spoke up one after another. It's fifty to one tax now, not five to one. They can't survive here, so they'd better pay the tax honestly to avoid being visited by this group of people.

The curtain fell, the lights came on, and the bustle of the East Market ended.

But the impact did not stop.

The decree of reducing taxes by one-fifth of the total tax rate and the news that all the internal historians in charge of grain were strong men spread quickly to all parts of Bingzhou.

Therefore, the entire Beiye Royal City is sleepless tonight, and excitement is the main theme of the night.

The officials at all levels of the Zhisu Neishi Yamen who had completed all the performances were unable to rest. They had to work overtime to count the revenue of Beiye Wangcheng in the past few days.

Chen Jian was also sitting in the main seat waiting. If he didn't get the ideal results, he would have to change the tax ratio privately, and it would be difficult for him to report to Yan Yan.

It was not until the early morning that the consumption records of the last shop were sent to the Zhisu Neishi Yamen, and the gate was closed.

"The statistics are out. From the beginning of the month to the hour of Yin last night, the total revenue of Beiye Royal City is 103,735,223 million!" Gu Zhong said excitedly.

From the beginning of the month to yesterday, which is almost the end of the month, the total revenue exceeded 100 million yuan, which is something that Linzi had never achieved before.

Moreover, the population of Linzi is as small as that of Beiye Royal City.

Chen Jian was also a little shocked. Although he had guessed it, he was still shocked when he actually got the data.

The turnover exceeds 100 million. In the whole world, up to now, only Beiye Royal City has achieved this.

"Everyone, take three days off, and get paid two months' salary in advance. Gu Zhong, follow me to the palace for an audience!" Chen Jian walked towards the Bingzhou Palace with the financial report in his hand, looking very high-spirited.

The officials of the Grain Administration, who were ashamed to face people yesterday, now walked out of the Grain Administration office with their heads held high.

These people no longer cared about the pointing and talking of other officials around the yamen, and even took the initiative to walk around all the nine government offices several times before they were willing to go home. "Why did those people from the Zhisu Neishi Yamen come back to the Yushitai to visit?" Zhao Gao asked an official in surprise.

"Sir, they came here on their own, and the first thing they said was, 'How do you know that our royal city's revenue this month is 100 million?'"

The Censor said speechlessly.

From this morning till now, he has met no less than ten officials from the Ministry of Grain who have come to talk to him, and they have also demanded that he take away fifteen breakfasts and more than twenty pots of tea.

Don’t you know that the Censorate is poor and that they pay for their breakfast and tea themselves?

You have so much money, and you still want to cheat me out of my breakfast and tea.

"How much did you say?" Zhao Gao was also shocked.

He knew that the revenue of the royal city would not be low this month, but he did not expect it to exceed 100 million.

Commercial taxes and levies are different. Levies can be taxed at a rate of 50% to 1%, but commercial taxes cannot.

In other words, the commercial tax revenue of Beiye Royal City in this month is equal to all the tax revenue of Bingzhou in a whole year. And this is just Beiye Royal City, not including the income of satellite cities such as Yunzhong and Loufan.

This does not even include the revenue from other places in Bingzhou!
"One hundred million!" The Censor said boredly. So what if it was a lot of money? What did it have to do with their Censorate?
"Hurry up, where are the people? They are not colleagues, they are the God of Wealth!"

Zhao Gao hurriedly ran towards the front hall.

The censor is poor!
How can we miss such a good thing that the God of Wealth comes to our door?

"Hurry up, think about whether there are any big items that need to be replaced in the Censorate, or anything that needs money. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever!"

Zhao Gao spoke as he ran.

If you have money, you will float.

We must take advantage of the fact that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is in a state of chaos and take as much money as possible out of their pockets.

Otherwise, once these misers calm down, it will be harder than climbing to the sky to take money out of their pockets!
The censors also reacted belatedly.

If you don’t cry poor now, what are you waiting for?

Especially now that these misers are the ones who come to show off.

"The Censorate needs to be renovated, and the Censorates in various places also need to replace their office desks..." Zhao Gao only hated that his brain was not enough. He thought over and over again but could not figure out how to get money out of the pocket of the Ministry of Grain and Internal Affairs.

"We are all Neishi. Our Neishi Mansion wants to replace the equipment of Neishi county soldiers across the country!" The Neishi Mansion and the Neishi Yamen are just two words apart, and their powers are completely different.

One is the government office in charge of the county troops across the country, which is equivalent to the internal security; the other is the office in charge of the national economic taxation.

Although the Nei Shi was not one of the Nine Ministers, his position was the same as that of the Nine Ministers, with the same silver seal and blue ribbon.

"The Imperial Household Department also wanted to import a batch of high-quality war horses from Dayuan, but they couldn't agree on the price!" The Imperial Household Department was no less likely.

"You know, Shaofu, we are poor, and there are many projects. Many projects cannot be started because we have no money..."

The Shaofu was even more of a gold-draining individual.

Almost everyone in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which had already become arrogant, agreed to it without hesitation.

Chen Jian and Gu Zhong didn't know yet that in their absence, these subordinates would help them spend all the money they had just received before it even got warm.

(End of this chapter)