The heavens are kings, starting with Qing Prince Li Chengqian

Dongyi City, Sword Cottage.

Si Gu Jian looked at Yun Zhilan with his head drooping: "Why are you back?"

Yun Zhilan was silent for a moment, then raised his head slightly.

"Qingguo unilaterally breached the contract. With Ye Liuyun and Zhao Yun as two great masters, I have no ability to refuse."

Si Gu Jian stared intently, Ye Liuyun was fine, Zhao Yun made him suffer a lot that day.

Since Qing Guo didn't intend to abide by the agreement, even though Yun Zhilan was his first disciple, it was only natural that he was driven away.

"Forget it, it's also useless."

With a low sigh, he glanced at the map on the desktop, especially where the capital of Qing Kingdom was located.

After a while, he suddenly laughed.

"I didn't expect you, a hypocrite, to end up like this. It's really interesting."

However, thinking of the young man in the sky in Qing Kingdom now, even he felt a terrible pressure.

He knew Ku He's serious injury, he knew the feat of the other party's sword attacking the capital that day, and naturally he also knew the move of the other party's attacking thousands of miles, gathering the sky-reaching giant sword with thousands of miles of clouds, and winning the throne.

Although he didn't know the details, it didn't prevent him from knowing how powerful Li Chengqian was.

It was a kind of strength that he even looked up to.

Since he stepped into the grand master, he has never looked up to anyone in this world.

According to the current situation, the once three-legged pattern has obviously been completely broken.

Dongyi City, which has been guarded by him for many years, may not be able to continue to have a place in this world.

Even the huge Northern Qi Dynasty is already in jeopardy.

"Got to see an old friend."

He sighed softly and glanced at Yun Zhilan.

"After I leave, you will sit in Dongyi City. If the Qing Kingdom has any request, even if it requires me, Dongyi, to bow down and become a vassal, you can just agree.

Everything, wait until I come back to do the fuss. "

Yun Zhilan's expression tightened, and he responded with a deep voice. A gust of wind blew past, and when he raised his head again, Si Gu Jian was no longer in front of him.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was half a month, the Hall of Supreme Harmony in Kyoto.

Li Chengqian looked at the files on the table, showing a look of satisfaction.

"As expected of an experienced veteran, he is really capable in doing things."

In just half a month, the entire population of 1307 million people in Kyoto was thoroughly investigated. Such efficiency is naturally worthy of praise.

At the same time, the inventory of the fields has come to an end.

The approximate data has also been compared.

Even in the boundaries of Kyoto, more than half of the population has no land under their name, and even if they do, it is mostly around a few acres, while about one percent of the population owns more than 50.00% of the land.

This is an extremely scary number.

Based on this, in many places in Qing Kingdom, that small group of people may even occupy more than 70.00% of the land.

The Qing Kingdom has only been established for more than a hundred years, and the land annexation has reached such a terrible point.

Really shocking.

Li Chengqian let out a sigh of relief.

"Pass down the order so that the prime minister can continue."

The father-in-law waiting at the side responded respectfully, and hurriedly passed the order.

Li Chengqian's eyes showed a bit of coldness.

Checking the population and acres is just the beginning, and the next tax adjustment will be the time to really cut the flesh.

The first is the agricultural tax.

What is inherited is the core idea that the less land, the lower the tax, and the more land, the higher the tax.

From the lowest 45 tax [-] to the highest [-] tax [-], it was directly cut on the main artery of the landlord class.

The ultimate goal is naturally to force those landlords to sell their land, so that all the land will be nationalized, and then distributed uniformly according to the situation.

Put an end to land privatization step by step and re-divide land.

Then there is commercial tax, which is also very simple. Those with low income may not even be taxed, but the higher the income, the higher the tax ratio.

The last thing is the property tax, which is what kills the aristocratic class.

Once implemented, the wealth of the entire upper class in Kyoto will directly shrink by half.

His three cuts can be described as the main artery of swords and swords, and he is merciless.

Rebellion is doomed, but to put it bluntly, these people are only a minority among the millions of people in Kyoto.

Moreover, their wealth is all with blood.

The crimes of many people can even be said to be too numerous to record.

When this order was issued, Li Chengqian was already ready to kill.

Of course, once this order is issued, the impact will inevitably be huge, especially because the number of people may not be large, but the influence is extremely huge, and the industries under his command are spread across all walks of life in Kyoto.

One bad one can cause chaos.

Therefore, he had organized the Tax Bureau and the Price Supervision Administration in advance.

A large number of achievement points were spent to recruit Zhang Juzheng, Hai Rui, Fan Li, Shen Wanqian, Lu Buwei and other legendary figures.

Now is the time for them to shine in this era.

……

"Father, something serious has happened, the imperial court is going to be a bandit!"

A young man rushed into the study with a blank paper full of small characters.

In the study room, there was an old man with white beard and hair, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were dark, but he had an extraordinary demeanor.

He snorted coldly: "I've been messing around all day long, how can I trust you with such a huge family business?"

The young man wanted to cry but said without tears: "Father, it's time to pay back the family business, you can take a look."

The old man took the paper from the young man's hand, and just glanced at it, his usually calm expression changed instantly.

When I saw the end, my eyes turned black and I almost fainted.

"How can this be so? How dare you do this? This is an enemy of the world!"

He grabbed the young hand, and the veins burst on the thin palm.

"Could this matter be false? Where did you know this decree?"

The young man gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said anxiously: "The imperial court has posted a notice, and at this time our servants copied it. It said that we should go to the tax bureau to pay the outstanding tax within three days, otherwise ...."

The old man said angrily, "What else?"

The young man's voice lowered: "Chop all over the house."

The old man's eyes were dark again, and with a bang, he passed out on the table.

"Dad, dad, wake up, you haven't said what we should do, dad, dad?"

Such scenes have appeared in many places in Kyoto, but most of the common people seem extraordinarily calm.

Because according to the decree, many of them don't even need to pay a cent of tax.

Whether it is agricultural tax, commercial tax or property tax, it needs to meet a certain amount before it can be paid.

Many people work hard to get the minimum tax payment, and this tax payment is even much lower than what they had to pay before.

For a time, countless people shouted "Sage Monarch", and most of them even wanted to watch the excitement.

In their eyes, they were extremely envious of the high-ranking wealthy family, but now they have become like a dog in the water. How interesting?
You must know that the hatred of the rich has been the same throughout the ages.

But the so-called wealth also has its own way. You can have money, but you can spend more money for a meal than I can earn in a year or even a few years.

The wealth gap is so large that it is not a matter of jealousy and hatred of the rich.

But now, a very simple question is placed on the heads of those noble people.

Money or life? (end of this chapter)