Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 49
Therefore, Zhao Dezhao is quite disapproving of the practice of "emphasizing the inside and ignoring the outside", but there is no need to compare this truth with the old man right now.

"Twenty percent, it can't be less, otherwise the son will not be able to complete the deed tax, father, you can find someone else to do it!"

Zhao Dezhao uttered ruthless words by threatening to drop the pick, but in fact, he had originally set "[-]%" in his heart, and said "[-]%" was to let his father bargain.

"Okay, then [-]%." Zhao Kuangyin reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, all that needs to be said has been said." Zhao Dezhao stood up and looked up at the bedroom window. "It's getting late now, my son has to hurry back."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Dezhao saluted his father, raised his legs and walked out.

"Wait!" Zhao Kuangyin hurriedly called to his son, and reminded him: "Did you forget that there are still things you haven't explained?"

"No, I've said everything I need to say. Is there anything you don't understand?" Zhao Dezhao pretended to be stupid.

Zhao Kuangyin coughed dryly, and said in a low voice: "Well, cough, you estimated in the court yesterday that you can have an income of nearly ten million yuan a year, and the local and state capitals only give [-]%, what about the rest? "

"Oh, the remaining [-]%, after deducting a small amount of operating expenses required by the National Taxation Bureau, of course it will all be turned over to the Treasury of the Ministry of Households!" Zhao Dezhao continued to pretend to be stupid.

Zhao Kuangyin really had no choice, so he could only clarify his words: "What about the internal treasury supervisor, you should get some profit, right? The internal treasury in the palace cannot make ends meet, but those big expenses are a lot of money. You should also know these difficulties. Some……"

He is not an emperor who advocates luxury, and his personal enjoyment is not rich, and he is not like the later emperor Daojun who likes to engage in civil engineering major repairs and construction. The bulk of the internal treasury expenditure is actually on various rewards.

The relatives and nobles in the court, the important ministers and the generals need to distribute generous rewards every year and festival, which is a necessary means to maintain the rule.However, since these rewards were issued in the name of the emperor himself, they could only be paid out from the emperor's private treasury, and could not use the imperial treasury.

Therefore, Zhao Kuangyin is indeed in a lot of difficulties.

"Father, my son knows your difficulties and wants to share your worries."

Zhao Dezhao also knew that his father was telling the truth, but he still put on a troubled face. If he didn't put his difficulties first, how could you see his son well, father?
"But the deed tax is a national tax, and even the name has been set as the 'State Administration of Taxation'. If I transfer the tax money to your private pocket, those officials from the household department and the official censor must not team up and drown you with saliva. Me! It’s up to the foreign ministers to do the work, and the internal treasury supervisors sit on the ground and share it, which makes no sense!”

Zhao Kuangyin was really in a hurry now: "The internal treasury supervisor also made contributions, why is it just sitting on the ground and sharing? Isn't the internal treasury supervisor responsible for printing those tax stamps?

Zhao Dezhao frowned slightly, pretending to think for a while: "Okay, this makes sense, so let's give half of the profit to the internal treasury supervisor. The internal treasury supervisor only contributes this little effort, and the ministers will not be able to get through if there is too much distribution." .”

"It's only half worth it!"

Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help being disappointed, and then remembered something, and couldn't help but brighten his eyes:
"The internal treasury supervisor can put in more effort, wouldn't it be possible to get more points? In this way, no one has anything to say!"

"It makes sense, but how can Dad want the Treasury Supervisor to contribute more?"

"Didn't you want every state capital to set up a national tax bureau? There are hundreds of national tax bureaus, and each branch needs four or five people, which adds up to thousands of people. There are a lot of eunuchs in my palace, most of whom are Those left by the previous dynasty, I have long wanted to lay off people, but I was afraid that after they were kicked out of the palace, they would have nothing to eat and cause trouble, so now I can send them out to collect taxes for you!"

The more Zhao Kuangyin spoke, the more excited he became, and he was so excited that he spoke much faster. He quickly counted with his fingers.

"Among these idlers, it's no problem to choose those who are available. Fifteen to two thousand is not a problem. Anyway, you happen to be short of a large number of people. I will send them to you to handle errands, and the palace can save a lot of money to support idlers." For expenses, if you can have someone to do things for you, wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?!"

Zhao Dezhao himself had already made up his mind on those idle eunuchs, but he didn't intend to agree easily, and said with a bitter face:
"Your idea is very good, but can those foreign ministers tolerate the eunuchs and servants meddling in the national taxation? The eunuchs are the last thing they want to see on weekdays! You can only argue with the ministers yourself about this matter!"

Zhao Kuangyin fainted immediately when he heard the words. He is a shameless emperor. He can't do such things as bargaining with ministers for his personal pockets. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to worry about the expenses of the internal treasury. Let's bargain with his son face to face today. Asking for a tax share was also put forward with no hesitation.

"Hey! Is it really only half-finished?" Zhao Kuangyin put his hands on his forehead and sighed.

Zhao Dezhao saw that the heat was almost ready, and the price had been raised high enough, so he began to serve the emperor's father:
"Daddy, my son said a few days ago that he wanted to get money for you. It's not for nothing! How about it, son, if you go all out, I will give you [-]% of the profit!"

"The servants of the Minister of the Household Department want to quarrel, my son will quarrel with them for you!"

"The official censor wants to spit, my son will take it for you!"

"All in all, in order to make your pocket more comfortable and live a more comfortable life, my son has gone all out!"

"Is this true?"

Hearing his son's impassioned and filial piety, Zhao Kuangyin was both moved and excited, and his voice was obviously out of tune.

"really!"

Zhao Dezhao answered decisively, but then added: "However, my son has done so much, so please help me out, Dad."

Zhao Kuangyin showed surprise on his face, and then laughed loudly: "You are the prince of Tianshui County, and I have recently granted you the right to question and punish officials below the second rank. If anyone really dares to provoke you, you can do it yourself." Get out of your anger, why ask me?"

"The son of the big and small officials outside can clean up by himself, but the person who offended his son belongs to your father. At most, the son can only beat him up. If you really want to touch him, you can't move him."

"who is it?"

"Neiku is late for shift!"

"He is a eunuch, can he provoke you?"

Zhao Kuangyin is not a fool, he immediately became vigilant, and began to have some doubts in his heart, did his son have other schemes, did he want to bring some private goods?
At this time, Zhao Dezhao showed an extremely angry expression on his face, and said through gritted teeth:

"This old dog has no sense of proportion or winks. My son asked him to help print a tax receipt. He pushed back and forth, but my son was so angry that he whipped him a few times before he asked him to print the tax receipt."

"Where would I think that a whipping would last all night, and that old dog came to the palace early this morning to deliver tax invoices, and he uttered rude words to his son face to face, even implying that you meant it!"

"If there were other eunuchs in the palace, my son would have tolerated it for your sake, but the State Administration of Taxation, which is run by his son, needs to always handle the handover with the inner treasurer. Think about it, how can your son do it every day? To put up with that old dog’s hateful face? So I have to ask you to replace him with someone your son can like and let him take over as the inner treasurer, so that your son can feel happy every day!"

(End of this chapter)