Ming Dynasty: I, Emperor Chongzhen, swear not to go to Meishan

Qian Qianyi and other Donglin Party officials sighed helplessly. The emperor's words not only set the tone, but also gave Ruan Dacheng a platform to kill a thousand people.

I don’t know what kind of delusion Ruan Dacheng, this old immortal, gave the emperor, and how he made the emperor favor him?

Your Majesty, I believe that in order to allow the people to live a good life and eliminate hidden dangers, the people's taxes should be reduced or reduced.

Ruan Aiqing, I also want the people to live a good life, but if their taxes are reduced or reduced, the empire's source of fiscal revenue will be gone. Zhu Youjian looked helpless.

He was quite satisfied with Ruan Dacheng's on-the-spot performance. With this acting skill, the Little Golden Man was so soft-hearted.

Your Majesty, it's very simple. Those businessmen are very rich, even as rich as the enemy. Just tax them. Maybe the taxes those businessmen pay to the court are not even worth their usual meal. Ruan Dacheng Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said the words that left him no choice.

He knew that once the words were spoken, there was no way out, but for his own future, he staked his fortune and life.

Ruan Dacheng, how dare you... Qian Qianyi shouted angrily, suddenly realizing something was inappropriate, he quickly closed his mouth.

Although he had been mentally prepared, when Ruan Dacheng said what he said, he was still trembling with anger and his hair and hair were all flabby. He just wanted to have Ruan Dacheng's muscles cramped and skinned to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Not to mention that he was so angry that he wanted to chop Wandacheng into pieces and feed it to the dogs. All Donglin Party officials, including most of the officials in the palace, had the same idea.

They receive a lot of filial piety from those businessmen every year. They have long regarded those wealthy businessmen as their big cake. Now, Ruan Dacheng actually wants to touch their big cake, and everyone has murderous intentions in their hearts.

Ruan Dacheng, this old bastard, must be killed!

What do you think? Zhu Youjian looked at the officials with a faint smile on his face.

Wang Chengen, who was standing by with his hands hanging down, had his eyelids drooped, as if he was asleep. He had served the emperor for many years and knew the emperor's character very well. Although the emperor's temperament has changed recently, some habits cannot be changed.

Although the emperor has a seemingly harmless smile on his face, it is actually a sign that someone is about to behead someone. Who knows which unlucky guy will jump out and let the emperor chop him off?

Your Majesty, you can't. Gao Chengzhong, a doctor in the household department, took the hint from the eyes of Qian Qianyi and other big bosses, and took the lead to stand up and object.

I second the proposal.

Following Gao Chengzhong's example, several Donglin Party officials followed suit and stood up to oppose.

Okay, since it is a matter of discussion, it means discussion and discussion. Please give me, Mr. Gao, a suitable reason for all my colleagues in the hall. Zhu Youjian smiled and made a please gesture.

Taxing businessmen will harm the country, and competing with the people for profit is against the ancestral precepts. Gao Chengzhong organized his words before speaking carefully.

Of course, he knew that if he took the lead to oppose, he would have to take a big risk, which could range from losing his official position to being kicked out of his job at worst, but he did not dare to disobey the orders of the bosses.

Oh, this is the sadness of being a little brother.

Okay, Mr. Gao, please explain to everyone why it hurts the national system? Zhu Youjian looked at Gao Chengzhong with a bigger smile on his face.

In his eyes, Gao Chengzhong was already a chicken about to be slaughtered to scare the monkeys. Anyone who dared to stop the Ming Dynasty's resurgence would be killed without mercy.

Your Majesty, merchants have worked extremely hard, and even risked being robbed and killed by bandits, to transport all kinds of goods from other places for sale, which is convenient for everyone. If taxes are imposed on them, if all merchants resist, no more Selling goods doesn’t hurt the national system?”

Gao Chengzhong babbled a lot of reasons. The Ming Dynasty originally emphasized agriculture and suppressed business. The social status of merchants was low. They were not even as wealthy as landlords with hundreds of acres of thin fields. They were even looked down upon by scholar-bureaucrats. Now in order to persuade the emperor not to destroy Their big cake is also racking their brains and trying their best to say good things for the businessmen.

Businessmen pursue profits, advance at low prices and earn high profits. As citizens of the Ming Dynasty, while enjoying the benefits of the Ming Dynasty, shouldn't they also bear obligations such as paying taxes to the Ming Dynasty and performing military service?

If businessmen resist the tax and do not sell goods, at worst the government will buy and sell the goods. How can it hurt the national system?