Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

The emperor must be great and bright, and he himself is a demon hiding in the darkness!

Guanbu is very reliable in handling affairs. Using some simple tricks, the scholar who went to the brothel to have a good time stepped on the ground when he went downstairs, and died immediately after rolling down the stairs. No one can see the root cause of the accident. It's just someone doing it on purpose.

For more than two months after Xu Xianchun left Nurgan Dusi, Emperor Chongzhen felt a little uneasy in his heart, and even felt a little bit unwilling to eat.

It wasn't until Xu Xianchun came back from Wuxi that Emperor Chongzhen suppressed the tension in his heart and asked, "Has everything been investigated?"

Xu Xianchun suddenly knelt down on one knee and said: "This humble minister is guilty! Although the scholar who figured out the tobacco was all normal and did not answer the two questions, the guilty minister still made the decision and ordered someone to assassinate the scholar and then faked the accident. Please, Your Majesty." Punishment!"

When Xu Xianchun knelt down and pleaded guilty, Emperor Chongzhen's heart jumped, thinking that Xu Xianchun would mess up the matter by going out in person—could it be that guy is really a time traveler?Or is there really such a thing as the Destiny Child?

After hearing Xu Xianchun say that he had killed the man, Emperor Chongzhen felt a little unbelievable: "Are you sure it's the scholar himself?"

Emperor Chongzhen didn't care if he killed a good person by mistake, Jin Yiwei did this kind of dirty work, Emperor Chongzhen was more concerned about whether he killed the scholar himself who was suspected of being a time traveler.

There have been such oolong incidents in the history of mistakenly hitting the auxiliary car. Those sons of destiny who are similar to the great magister Liu Xiu are basically unsolvable existences, so Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help being nervous.

Hearing Emperor Chongzhen's question, Xu Xianchun bowed in a deep voice: "I would like to guarantee the head of the item, it must be the scholar himself, and there will be no trouble."

Xu Xianchun was confident enough. After all, Jin Yiwei and Dongchang jointly confirmed the identity of the scholar, and Guan Bu personally led the team to carry out the task. He also saw all this from a distance, so there could be no mistake human condition.

Until this time, Emperor Chongzhen was completely relieved - no matter what, there must be no second time traveler in this world!

The five hundred wastes is a special case, almost without any reference value - Article [-] of the time traveler training manual, once a suspected time traveler is found traveling together, except for a few special circumstances, it is best to die immediately, immediately, immediately. Kill each other with your hands.

Or wait to be killed by the opponent.

It's all right now, the person who is suspected of being a time traveler is dead. Although he died a little bit aggrieved, he might have been killed by Jin Yiwei by mistake, but there is no point in thinking about it any longer. Emperor Chongzhen simply summoned Wen Tiren, Guo Yunhou and others. Together.

Emperor Chongzhen, who had no more threats, decided to collect tobacco tax!And this thing cannot be taxed at the same rate as the commercial tax, it must be taxed heavily!

Tobacco in later generations is controlled by the state, and even if it is heavily taxed by the celestial dynasty to pay for military expenses, how can Emperor Chongzhen let go of these private businessmen who always want to evade taxes?

Moreover, the tobacco tax is a good thing. Later generations of the Celestial Empire relied on this thing to arm the most powerful land port in the world, and even used warships to plop into the water like dumplings. With the creation of tobacco tax, Daming can't come up with more tobacco tax, and then create more things?

Even if the collected tobacco tax is not used to make things directly, it is good to put it into the bottomless pit of the Royal Academy, at least it can save a lot of money in the internal funds.

After hearing Emperor Chongzhen's idea of ​​collecting tobacco tax, Wen Tiren thought it over: "Your Majesty, anyone can grow tobacco among the people, and anyone can produce and sell it. Once the commercial tax is greatly increased, I'm afraid there will be troubles." ?”

Guo Yunhou also bowed and said: "Your Majesty, it would be fine if heavy taxes were imposed on those who sell cigarettes, but what about those ordinary people who grow and inhale by themselves? If the people sell in private, I'm afraid that Jin Yiwei may not be able to Can it be supervised?"

Emperor Chongzhen hummed and said: "It's okay for the common people to grow and absorb themselves. The business tax can't be collected here anyway, but it's a private transaction, because it has become a business, so it is natural to pay taxes.

It's just that what the two love ministers said is reasonable. After the commercial tax on cigarettes has been greatly increased, people may sell them privately and more secretly, and Jin Yiwei may not be able to supervise them.

That being the case, why doesn't the Ministry of Households set up a Tobacco Department to specialize in the production and sale of tobacco?

I believe that the people of my Ming Dynasty are good people who know the etiquette and abide by the law. As long as the law is enacted, the people will definitely not take the risk of selling in private. "

Who is the most active person in future generations to combat counterfeit and private cigarettes?

It is not the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, let alone 315, but the China Tobacco Industry Group in various places, because the existence of counterfeit and private cigarettes has actually violated their interests.

It's the same in Daming, as long as the local Tobacco Bureau directly under the Ministry of Household Tobacco Department is established, they will actively crack down on the private trade of tobacco, not to mention counterfeit cigarettes.

As for saying that people of Ming Dynasty will not violate the law of Ming Dynasty and not engage in the trade of private cigarettes, that is even more nonsense.

There were laws in Ming Dynasty, but more of them were ruled by men. It was the imperial court that enacted the laws, but it was the yamen in various places who enforced and interpreted the laws—who under the court?Why sue this officer?

This is not a joke, this is a real situation in Daming.

As long as the Ministry of Punishment sets out to prohibit the existence of private cigarette trading, the tobacco bureaus in various places will send those who dare to privately engage in private cigarette trading to the Yamen, and the Yamen will refute the Tobacco Bureau to the common people?

If you think about it, you know it's impossible.

After Wen Tiren and Guo Yunhou glanced at each other quietly, they both felt a little distressed for the newly appointed Minister of Criminal Affairs Jin Xuan—the revision of the Daming Law and the revision of the Law of the Sea and the Railway Law are not finished yet, and this is followed by another one Tobacco laws?

However, this heartache only lasts for a few seconds-dead friends don't die poor people, let Jin Xuan have a headache.

Chapter 7 Tragedy on Earth (third update)

From Shengjing to Beishan, from a palace to a wooden house, it is impossible for Dorgon and the others to say that there is no gap in their hearts.

But what's the use of having a gap?

It's not that I haven't tried to go back to Liu Xingzuo, that dog slave, but after several confrontations, it has only proved one thing, that is, it is the kingly way to honestly go north to fight with Mao Nu, away from Liu Xingzuo and Xia Ezhe The farther away the mad dog is, the safer it is.

The two chapped hands rubbed each other, and took another breath to feel the slight warmth. Dorgon sighed and said, "The weather is too cold."

Dai Shan rubbed his hands, covered them in the leather jacket, and then sighed: "Who says it's not? It's already April, and the weather still doesn't seem to get warmer. If it's like this every year in the future, this day But I really can’t go on.”

Bumbutai sitting next to Dorgon didn't know what to say, because Bumbutai really couldn't figure it out, how did the good Dajin Kingdom fall to where it is today?

The Great Khan died, all the concubines of the Great Khan died except himself, his son Fulin also disappeared, and he himself became Dorgon's Fujin, but so what?

In this place of Beishan, if you live today, you don’t know if you can continue to live tomorrow, so what if you are a Fujin or not?Don't you still live so tired?Not only is it inferior to those Han people in Liaodong, but it may also be inferior to a dog in Ming Dynasty?

After being silent for a while, Dai Shancai said: "What the weather is like is of secondary importance after all, and it may not be impossible to survive after a while. The most important question now is whether the things that the Ming people promised us can be done." ?”

Bumbutai said: "Brother Daishan can rest assured on this issue. Since those Ming people dared to do this business with us, it was naturally approved by their superiors.

After all, their idea now is to drive us to the north to fight those Mao slaves to the end, and use our hands to get rid of the Mao slaves.Until then, they will not sit back and watch us perish at the hands of Maonu. "

Bumbutai's words made everyone feel even more desolate.

Before that, he could barely wrestle with Daming, but since the dog emperor of Ming came to the throne, everything changed completely.

The soldiers of the Ming army began to become brave and fearless, just like the soldiers of the Ming country began to disregard life and death. The heroism of going to death reminded everyone of the Qi family army and the white soldiers .

Rubbing his wrinkled face, Dorgon quickly withdrew his hands and said, "Let's not care about those Ming people.

Now the situation is stronger than others, and my Dajin has fallen to this point. I can’t compare with those Ming people. I can’t blame others. It’s better to think about how to deal with those morons. "

Dai Shan hummed and said: "Speaking of which, those hair slaves don't have any rules in fighting, not to mention I am a big gold, even Wan Yanhong's dog thief is much stronger than them.

The only thing to worry about is those warriors who seem to be inexhaustible, fearless and physically strong, far surpassing my Dajin.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the swords and the palm thunders traded back from the Ming people, I'm afraid we really have nothing to do with them. "

Jierhalang's complexion couldn't help but darken, and after pulling himself together, Jierhalang said: "In any case, this transaction with the Ming people must be successful, and the only way to get the sword from them And palm thunder, we can continue to hold on.

Also, I think this transaction must be changed, we must keep some female slaves, otherwise..."

Jierhalang didn't say what happened next, but everyone in this room understood what Jierharang was talking about.

In the final analysis, it is people who fight for things like war. Without people, no matter how good the equipment and supplies are, it is useless.

However, since the first year of Tiancong, the entire Dajin Kingdom has been going downhill like a heavy cart, declining day by day, being driven to death by the dog emperor of Ming Kingdom, and the population is naturally decreasing again and again.