The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

It was Yan Song who was following Emperor Jiajing, with a sinister smile on his face, looking at these great big salt merchants teasingly.

If you don't die, you won't die.

I was trying to plot against you, but I didn’t know how to get it, but you sent it to your door yourself, and put so many hats on Emperor Jiajing, which made the Emperor Jiajing, who was used to flattery and tired of reading the longevity watch, feel refreshed what.

Emperor Jiajing was furious, but he didn't dislike them for being dirty, so he walked up to Ye Daji, and his eyes drifted to the two skinny horses next to Ye Daji.

Lian Xiuxiu, Xiao Fengxian.

I see pity.

Emperor Jiajing admired it for a moment, but the anger in his heart burned even more!

Damn!

The crime of bullying the king!

Such a beautiful girl, you are a mere magistrate of Yangzhou, enjoy the two at once, when I met Emperor Jiajing, he fooled me and said that there is no skinny horse!

The grievances along the way finally exploded now.

Emperor Jiajing said indifferently: "Ye Daji, didn't you say that there are no skinny horses in Yangzhou? What's the matter with these two skinny horses...?"

Yan Song and Huang Jin looked at each other, every time Emperor Jiajing spoke softly and ruthlessly before killing someone, it made you feel so much pain that you couldn't live without wanting to live or die.

Ye Daji knew it too, and sifted through the chaff all over his body: "This, this, I am guilty!"

Emperor Jiajing smiled, very lightly.

He helped up Xiao Fengxian and Lian Xiuxiu, and exclaimed in admiration: "The wine shop in the rivers and lakes, the waist is slender and the palm is light. Once in ten years, I dream of Yangzhou, and I won the honor of the brothel. Yangzhou, it is really good."

Xiao Fengxian and Lian Xiuxiu knew that the person wearing Taoist robes was Emperor Jiajing, but they didn't know that the turning point of their fate was at this moment. Immediately, I saw You Lian knelt down and cried: "Your Majesty, the daughters of the people are all daughters of good families. In the event of a natural disaster, these dirty officials and businessmen colluded together and forced the family to sell their sons and daughters, so we fell into prostitution."

Yan Song didn't miss the opportunity, and immediately sighed: "Yes, the big salt merchants in Yangzhou are rich and ruthless. They have already paid a tax of [-] yuan and made huge profits, but they are unwilling to share the country's worries. They have to bear a little and even evade taxes. But the country is financially impoverished, and the refugees are homeless."

Emperor Jiajing's eyes were moistened, and he took Xiao Fengxian and Lian Xiuxiu's hands one by one, and said with emotion: "It's been so long, I've neglected to make you suffer."

(Yan Song: You just pretend to be aggressive. If it weren't for this top beauty and thin horse, you would be so good-tempered?)

In front of the beautiful and thin horse, Emperor Jiajing immediately turned into a wise emperor through the ages. Han Wendi, Tang Taizong, Zhu Yuanzhang and other sages who were close to the people of all dynasties were all possessed at this moment. He was not fighting alone, not alone!

Emperor Jiajing pointed at Zhang Fuqiang and roared angrily: "You, it's you! You said you earned 200 million taels last year? And you! You said you didn't have the money to marry an 18-bedroom concubine? And you, you said you only earned 100 million taels a year? Earn more than [-] million?"

Emperor Jiajing pointed at Xiao Fengxian and Lian Xiuxiu, and said with a sneer, "But what about them? Their parents, for the sake of their children's food, sold their own daughters. You call them poor, what should they do?"

(Yan Song: Emperor Jiajing pretends to be aggressive, I accept it!)

But Yan Song had been prepared for a long time, and leisurely recited a good poem to cheer Jiajing: "`‖The poor family has sons and poor children, how can we throw away the kindness of the flesh and blood? Hunger and cold, life and death are not guaranteed, cut the intestines and sell the children as slaves. This is the case. When will we see each other? Caress your body and lick your face.' There is a life to redeem your son in a prosperous year, but there is no life to complain about it."

This is "Selling Children's Songs", which further aroused the pain points of Lian Xiuxiu and Xiao Fengxian, and the two girls burst into tears.

Jiajing was furious, and glared at the salt merchants and sea merchants: "Are you poor? You know, my three main halls have been burned down, and I have no money to repair them? The Great Wall has been invaded by my fans every year, and I have no money to repair it? Can you send half of it?"

The more he talked, the angrier he became, when he thought that he was poor and crazy all day long, he wished for a tael of silver to fall on the ground and look like an eight-petaled flower. , and also ridiculed his poor appearance, Jiajing felt that his self-esteem as the supreme was greatly traumatized.

Jiajing was very angry (De Nuo), and the consequences were serious.

Jiajing sneered and said, "You still dare to scold Yan Aiqing? If Yan Aiqing hadn't told me about this, saying that you guys colluded with officials and businessmen and conspired here, let me come to listen to a good show, and I would have been kept in the dark by you I thought Yangzhou was really poor! Didn’t you complain about the heavy tax rate? Good!”

He sneered, and said to Yan Song: "Yan Aiqing, starting tomorrow, the salt tax rate will be increased to two taxes and one tax."

Yan Song is so sweaty.

The emperor hated the salt merchants so much that he came up with a 50% tax rate all of a sudden?

This is to force the salt merchants to die.

Although the big salt merchants are hateful, Yan Song has a far-sighted vision than Jiajing. In order to stimulate the development of industry and commerce, and finally bring Daming into the commercial capital society, the tax rate should not be too fatal.

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Chapter 210 Xu Jie was cheated by Yan Song [4]

He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the salt tax rate is related to the salt consumption of thousands of households. I suggest that it be raised to five taxes and one tax, which is enough to prevent profiteers from making huge profits. The country increases the salt tax by 600 million taels every year. Daming and the common people Win-win."

Because of Yan Song's previous example of raising the salt tax to share the country's worries, Jiajing trusted Yan Song's vision and ability even more, and nodded in approval: "Then follow Aiqing's words. From now on, the salt tax will be taxed five times and one taxed."

Those big salt merchants, one by one, were mourning their wives, as if they had been killed.

Yan Song took the opportunity to suggest: "Your Majesty is wise, since your Majesty has more salt taxes, why don't you take out 200 million taels to help the disaster victims in Jiangbei and Jiangsu?"

He winked at the two skinny horses.

Xiao Fengxian and Lian Xiuxiu, who are the daughters of the disaster victims in northern Jiangsu, knelt down in front of Jiajing gratefully: "Your Majesty! On behalf of the elders in my hometown, I thank the Emperor for loving the people like a son and helping the victims!"

Seeing the two skinny horses like this makes me feel pity, Jiajing is very soft-hearted, while pretending to be emotional, he pulls up the two women: "Okay! Let's play!"

(Jiajing: Anyway, the money is all obtained from the salt merchants. It also gains prestige and beauty. It kills two birds with one stone.)

The two skinny horses were overjoyed and deeply grateful to Yan Song, so they cast glances at Jiajing.

Jiajing coughed, and Yan Song understood: "Huang Jin, take the two skinny horses off and send them directly to the emperor's dragon boat. My emperor is kind and wise, and I want to have a long talk with these two poor girls all night long, to understand the folks. suffering!"

(Ministers: We also want to understand the suffering of the people~~)

(Direct minister: It's too hateful, ahhh~ Yan Song is a treacherous minister!)

Huang Jin nodded and bowed, smiling like a flower: "Understand! Understood! Isn't the emperor's southern tour just to understand the sufferings of the people? Two girls, this way please, please do your best to answer His Majesty...!"

Seeing that Yan Song was so good at handling things, Jiajing felt even happier: "Yan Aiqing still understands me, and made a lot of money for me, kicked the slut's place for me, and even made money for me. It is really a lesson from loyalty."