Domineering Daming

They are not really big households, but there are many "big households" who are smaller than them. Since they want to make a fortune from the court, they naturally cannot sell their own land. Of the policy.

During this period of time, the land in Shangyuan County was annexed and concentrated at a rapid rate, as high as [-]% to [-]% were in the hands of those [-] households, and this concentration was still growing rapidly, with no sign of stopping.

What these people do is naturally a business that can make a profit without losing money. Even if they can't make a fortune from the court, if they have land in their hands, it is a blessing to be rich and honor their descendants.

The only risk is the imperial court. After all, their methods are not bright, or they have never been clean. As long as the imperial court wants to mess with them, no one can escape.

However, now they are in a group, there are too many people, not to mention Shangyuan County, Yingtian Mansion, the whole Southern Zhili does not know how many people do this, the law does not blame everyone!

Wary, but not so fearful.

A potbellied old man said with a smile: "Master Wang is joking, but some people feel that the years are not good and nothing can be grown in the land, so they want to sell the land to support their families. I also want to help. It was barely accepted."

"Yes, Lord Wang, the natural disaster is too serious now. Not only they want to sell it, but I also want to sell it. The cost of farming the land is too high, and there is nothing to grow. I am almost worried. I don't know if the yamen can apply to the court. Tax cuts?"

"My lord, I heard... the Yamen wants to take over the land? That's great, my land is willing to sell it to the imperial court at [-]% of the market price, it can be considered that we have received a little reward from the emperor's favor..."

"My lord, no matter if it's the common people or the imperial court, as long as we can help, we will have nothing to say. I can even sell my ancestral property to the yamen. Please, Mr. Wang, understand our heart to serve the country..."

Wang Qingji's eyelids twitched when he heard that, the shamelessness of this group of people exceeded his expectations!

The land price in Shangyuan County has more than doubled, not to mention [-]%, [-]% is a huge profit!

"If you want to take advantage of the imperial court, you are not afraid of breaking your front teeth!"

Wang Qingji's face was flushed, and his mind was extremely calm. Holding his wine glass, he shook his head and said: "It's good if you have this heart. Now the court is very firm on the 'New Deal'. Anyone who wants to take advantage of the court must think carefully. Three days later, the magistrate The yamen will set up a land requisition department, and the price is probably based on the sixth year of Jingzheng, and you don’t need to pay [-]% of it, go back and prepare the land deed, clear the land, and wait for the guards to check it.”

Jingzheng is six years old!

Everyone was startled and their scalps were numb.

The price in the sixth year of Jingzheng was only about 15 taels per mu of land. Although the price per mu has fluctuated in recent years, it has basically been rising, especially for Shangtian. Now it is 37 taels, and the price they charge is also around [-] taels !

If the land price of Jingzheng was six years old, they must pay for it to death!

A rich family knew the reason why Wang Qingji was looking for them today, his expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile on his face: "Master Wang is joking, let alone our fields in Nanjing, even those in Shaanxi are not so cheap now. It’s okay, but you still have to follow the market.”

Some big households still seem to be smiling, but their eyes are full of vigilance and anxiety.Regardless of the fact that there are five or six of them at ordinary times, they tend to ignore these local officials, and occasionally make troubles. It is because everyone is moving in the same "degree" and knows each other's bottom line.But if this "speed" is exceeded and the bottom line is broken, ordinary people like them will not be able to cope with these officials.

Wang Qingji seemed to be really drunk, shook his head and said, "Don't tell me about this, tell the Law Enforcement Bureau, Price Bureau, and Taxation Bureau. Have you complied? Has the Law Enforcement Bureau filed a record? Have you paid the tax? One bad thing is copying! Well, well, I don’t care about these things, the officials from the mansion will arrive in three days, explain to them.”

All the big households peeped at each other, all of them looked terrified.

Not to mention the imperial court forcibly expropriating the land, it is enough for them to have a headache if they are fined or confiscated or the transaction is deemed illegal.

There are two official words, and they have the final say on everything!

All of these big households were flustered for a while, and their faces were hard to calm down.

Wang Qingji saw everything in his eyes, sneered from the bottom of his heart, his face was still drunk, he raised his glass and said: "These are all things to come, come on, let's just talk about Fengyue today, nothing else."

A big family quickly picked up the wine glass with a stiff smile.

Suzhou House.

A team of officials from the tax bureau, led by Liu Guangyao, the chief of the tax collection section, came to the gate of a huge courtyard outside the city.

A lean middle-aged man hurriedly ushered in from the big iron gate, nodded and bowed his head and said, "I've seen you before, but I don't know what's up with you?"

Liu Guangyao is a graduate of the sixth session of the Royal Political Council. He is in his early thirties, and his current official position is from the sixth rank. He is considered a new generation.

He looked at the person who came, took out a piece of paper and pasted it, and said indifferently: "The tax bureau is doing routine business, and this is Jinghui Fertilizer Factory?"

The thin middle-aged man showed a warning look, but said respectfully on his face: "Yes, yes, what's the matter, my lords?"

Liu Guangyao pushed him away, walked in, and said, "Are you the manager here?"

The thin middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly, and he followed him and said, "Yes, the little Zhao Sanjing is the manager here."

Liu Guangyao smelled a pungent smell before walking a few steps. He frowned slightly and continued to look around, saying, "We are going through a row of inspections. Have you filed a record with the Commerce Bureau? Have you registered with the Tax Bureau? Last year's account books will be sent to you." Has it gone up? Is the fertilizer safe and qualified? How many workers are there now and what are their salaries? Is the factory safe?"

Liu Guangyao asked so many questions at once, which made Zhao Sanjing extremely vigilant. He was clearly looking for trouble!

Fortunately, he was so sophisticated, he stepped forward calmly, slipped a few silver bills of one tael into Liu Guangyao's hands, and said with a smile, "I have them all, don't worry, my lord."

Liu Guangyao stopped, took out the bank notes stuffed into his sleeve, and counted them one by one in front of everyone with a blank expression.

Chapter 1495 The pressure brought by the new Yamen

The faces of the tax bureau officials changed slightly, and they surrounded Zhao Sanjing with an ugly expression.

After Liu Guangyao finished counting, he looked at Zhao Sanjing who looked a little flustered, and said, "Liu Liang, it's no problem to sentence you for half a year for such bribery."

Zhao Sanjing was already in a panic, waving his hands behind his back again and again, and a servant not far away quickly slipped away.

Liu Guangyao didn't seem to see it, looked around again, and said in a flat tone: "You should have not filed a record with the Commerce Bureau, and you have not paid taxes. This is not just tax evasion, but an illegal operation. I can seal up your factory now. Take you back."

Zhao Sanjing's expression froze, his eyes flickered for a while, and he suddenly raised his hand and said, "My lord, this villain is just a petty business, I don't know which god I offended, please show me the way, I will be very grateful."

Liu Guangyao's expression was slightly cold, this Zhao Sanjing really doesn't know how to flatter him, he's playing the same old tricks!

Liu Guangyao directly took out a piece of paper, stuffed it in and said, "This is a rectification order. Within three days, all procedures must be completed. If you can't finish within three days, the factory will be closed, people will be arrested, and all assets will be confiscated."

Zhao Sanjing heard that there were still three days left, he felt relieved, and quickly said: "Yes, yes, thank you, sir."

Liu Guangyao looked cold, and said: "Bring all the materials, and the master will go in person, land deeds, workers, salaries, account books, transaction information, etc., and prepare for fines."

Zhao Sanjing listened to what was said before, but the word "fine silver" tightened his mind, and said, "My lord, how much is the fine silver?"

Liu Guangyao looked up at their factory, which occupied an area, and said: "Look at your scale, output, sales, and profitability, plus punitive fines, prepare 1000 taels."

Zhao Sanjing's eyes were wide open, and he lost his voice: "1000 taels!?"

Liu Guangyao had already turned around and left, saying: "This is estimated, one day later the penalty will be one day more, so go early. Let's go, the next one."

Zhao Sanjing looked at Liu Guangyao's back, frowned, and ran behind him suddenly.

At this time, a young man hurried in from the back door, caught him and asked, "How is it, what's the situation?"

Zhao Sanjing was also anxious, and said, "Third young master, they said that we did not file a record and evaded taxes. They want us to register, pay taxes, and there is also a fine of 1000 taels of silver."

Zhao Sanjing originally thought that the third young master would be furious, but the third young master just frowned, nodded, and remained silent.

Zhao Sanjing's heart moved, and he said, "Third young master, where else?"

The third young master looked up at him, without concealing anything, and said, "I just came from the plowing workshop, and the Commerce Bureau came to the door. Because we didn't file a record, we were suspected of illegal operations. The workshop has been closed, and we opened it on the spot. A fine ticket of 300 taels."

Zhao Sanjing's eyes were wide open. Don't look at the fact that 300 taels is not a big number. The key is that they are investing a lot of money now. The imperial court has not bought it yet. In fact, they have been losing money and waiting for time.