open sea

Chapter 1014 Core
"Taxes are collected from merchants in the coastal provinces, customs duties are levied by [-]%, and factories in various places are levied by [-]%."

In the Forbidden City, in the military room in the side room of the Qianqing Palace, the emperor leaned over his desk while writing and talking to himself, while Lu Wang, who was fiddling with the sails, stared at him in amazement, and then retracted his golden words with his fingers: "No, no, the customs tax will be charged by [-]% It seems that there are too many, and the factories in various places have no profit after the increase, and the loss of money is small, and the public anger is big."

"Then the emperor can only charge [-]% of the profit." Lu Wang straightened the sail of the model, rubbed his hands and sat beside the emperor, frowning: "In fact, more routes can be handed over to merchants, and the imperial court supports more. Many people go to sea, go to Asia, Southeast Asia, and the West, and they can bring back more goods."

The emperor took a deep breath through his nose and did not speak. After thinking for a moment, he slowly turned his head, squinted his eyes at King Lu, and asked, "Come on, tell me, who taught you this?"

"what?"

King Lu stopped playing with the pottery figurines of the Beiyang cavalry on the table, blinked, and then smiled apologetically, "This, my brother thinks it's good for the emperor."

"Yes, more ships can be sent out, more goods can be brought back, and artisans can be driven to produce. The court can collect more taxes, which is beneficial to merchants and the court."

Wanli pondered these words.

He is becoming more and more majestic as a real king, he just raised his eyes and looked at King Lu slightly sideways, if not for the tiger warrior pajamas on his body, this should be a very intimidating look.

After a quiet pause, he said, "But this is contrary to my core interests."

King Lu shook his head: "Your brother is dull, isn't this good for the emperor?"

Wanli raised his two fingers and tapped twice on the side of the table, and asked, "Do you know how many boat quotations are issued by the imperial court every year? How many people go to sea?"

"This year, there are 870 pieces in Guangzhou in Guangdong, 960 in Quanzhou in Fujian, [-] in Songjiang in South Zhili, [-] in Hejian in North Zhili, and [-] in Shuntian. Last year, there were [-] ships out to sea, and this year the number has increased to nearly [-]."

"There are not only those who lead the sea, and even if you only count these three thousand boats, do you know how many people there are?"

Wanli said emphatically: "If there are 60 people per ship, that's more than 15 people, but these sea-going ships often carry nearly a hundred people, because the imperial court's ship guide system stipulates the number of ships, and even the people try to pack as many people as possible." The shipbuilding is huge, and now coastal merchants have huge ships with 50 people and nearly [-] cargo."

"Sea trade will naturally bring prosperity and gold and silver, but 30 million people go to sea every year, and six out of ten come back after one year, but there will still be 30 million people who go to sea in the second year. Some of them live overseas to do business. Get up merchants, open mountains and build kilns; some people died in maritime accidents and became lonely ghosts; the world is so big that nearly a million people are engaged in maritime affairs, how many people are needed to produce the things they trade?"

Wanli is very familiar with these data, and he seduced Wang Lu: "Do you know what will happen if you send more boats?"

"Fields, no one will plow the fields. It is difficult to find enough people who are willing to be tenant farmers in the most affluent land in the southeast. They have no choice but to buy farm horses. They are from Songjiang Kaifu, Xuge's hometown. Do you know how to plow the fields?"

Wanli said with a smile: "His son asked Mr. Zhang Ge about the strength of Lord Huodexing. Their family's land was sold for [-] mu, and the remaining land hired [-] Lords of Huodexing to cultivate him. The [-] mu of grain fields, because Huode Xingjun’s charcoal is more cost-effective than hiring tenant farmers.”

King Lu's eyes widened: "Xu Ge's hometown has 14 mu of land?"

Lord Wanli raised his finger covered with Zhangrong tiger claws and waved it in front of his eyes: "No, no, no, his family has 24 mu, and the remaining [-] mu are mulberry fields and cotton fields. Yes, the five-year plan said that these are called economic land. crop."

"Maritime affairs are severe." Wanli said with emotion: "Restraining land annexation is far better than Hai Rui."

In fact, many things here also puzzled Wanli. He didn't understand why the trend of land annexation at the beginning of the industry was clearly developed with a stronger momentum, but suddenly everything seemed to have changed. Big landlords They spit out the land again.

Xu Jie is not alone, there are such phenomena everywhere, but the scale of the land owned by Xu Jie makes him the biggest model among them.

Even if he releases [-] mu of fertile land, he is still the world's leading landlord.

This should not be the power of industry. In the book left by Chen Mu to the emperor, it is clearly stated that industry has no ability to restrain land mergers. No food or clothing.

It may even exacerbate the emergence of big landlords, because in uncontrollable disaster years, as long as local officials open the gates, poor people will sell their only land cheaply for a meal on the road.

This is completely different from the past. In the past, the common people had no other choice. After selling their land, they would be hired by big landlords on the spot in order to survive. With the occurrence of disaster years, the land in their hands will gradually increase.

This is because in the same disaster year, the ability of ordinary farmers and big landlords to resist disasters is different.

But now the landlords can indeed get the land, but it is difficult to get manpower to cultivate the land for him.

All over the world, there are legends about the commissions of the coastal provinces and the North and South Armament Bureaus. Some people say that coastal textile factories earn two taels of silver a month, and some say that the porters of the Armament Bureau earn three cents of silver a day.

There is also the ore transport team from Shanxi, two four-musle carts full of coal mines, two grooms and four laborers, walking the fifty-mile road twice a month can earn three taels of silver.

Who will farm for you?

"No one is farming, what will my people eat?"

"There is something to eat." King Lu listened for a long time, and he understood something: "The Nanyang Jingyun has more than six million stones a year, which is more than the Xia tax."

Wanli: "Fart! That's a tax. You let the people eat the tax? What's more, no matter how much food is shipped by sea, can it feed the mouths of my 6000 million people?"

In fact, he is skeptical of the 69 registered citizens counted by the Ministry of Household Affairs last year.

In recent years, 8000 million mu of land has been cleared, which is more than half of the previous total land.

The land that is set to be immovable can be hidden there, and what about the people running around with their legs and feet?

"I am not short of money, and the court is not short of money now. Any more is just icing on the cake. This is no longer my core interest. Overseas trade can develop naturally."

Wanli raised his finger and pointed to his heart as he spoke, and said, "I have to feed the people, and strike a balance between encouraging agriculture and commerce. Even if there is enough rice and grain shipped by sea, how can my world be eaten overseas?"

"In this world, businessmen and officials are not to be feared. I can take back their wealth and power if I want. They are unhappy and come to me to hinder me; only those who farm, work, and hold knives Yes, they are my core interests, I have decided."

"Taxes are collected from merchants in the coastal provinces. Customs tax is charged two cents, and factories in various places are charged one cent. This three-cent tax should be worth 10 taels of silver every year. It is used to repair toilets for our workers, build pharmacies, and set factory dormitory specifications." ——Which factory dares to cause epidemics because of poor food and unclean housing, first arrests the businessmen and ransacks their homes for disaster relief and treatment.”

The little emperor let out a snort and raised his head proudly: "I don't believe it anymore, Bo Jinghai said in the book that businessmen chasing profits and oppressing workers will appear in my world, who would dare?"

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)