Chapter 180: Crush

In the Ganqing Palace, there was a fierce debate on the abolition of salt tax.

The emperor wanted to end the era when bureaucrats relied on salt to make profits at a price of 1.5 million taels of silver each year.

This kind of idea is really fearless. Several cabinet masters were already so angry that they were dizzy that they were so angry that they didn't know what to say to the emperor.

Once the emperor really writes the abolition of salt administration into the amnesty, the bureaucrats who make profits in this chain of interests will have to drink the northwest wind.

A cabinet felt that he could not watch the emperor do such "absurd things". Once such amnesty was promulgated, everyone in the world would go crazy, bureaucrats were furious, and the people were furious. Without salt administration, there would be only private salt. The gap between official salt and private salt was a world of difference.

"Your Majesty, but I am not satisfied with the amount of salt classes collected too little? Since that's the case, why don't you add salt classes? Why do you have to stop the salt administration? In this way, isn't it because of eating?" A cabinet begged and told the emperor the truth. If the emperor continues to do so, how many people will lose their jobs?

"No, no! I plan to bless my people and let my people have a good amnesty. As for the more you get and less you get, it doesn't matter." Yang Jing insisted on abolishing the salt administration.

When several cabinets saw that they could not speak of the emperor at all, they were even more anxious.

The chief minister of the cabinet really begged for mercy. He was insulted by the turmoil caused by the abolition of salt administration and the officialdom was panicked and frightened. He knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me what to do. It really cannot abolish the salt administration! I know that Your Majesty hates that this salt tuition has paid too little, so I will persuade the registered salt merchants to pay more taxes. Your Majesty must not abolish the salt administration..."

The chief minister suddenly knelt down and begged for mercy. The other cabinet ministers also knelt down and begged for mercy. A small AE was put out, but there was no intention of making a move.

"Your Majesty, you must not abolish the salt administration, you must not..."

"Your Majesty, you must never abolish the salt administration..."

Several cabinets kowtowed, making the Ganqing Palace look like a drum beat.

Yang Jie felt distressed after seeing it. First, he felt that the head hit the floor really hurts, and second, he paid 1.5 million taels a year, which really hurts. Yang Jie didn't want to pay this money in vain.

"I have also studied and learned arithmetic. I believe that the Qing family is the best among the scholars and must be proficient in the Six Arts... I don't know if I haven't learned arithmetic well, or if I'm not smart enough. Please ask the assistant ministers to calculate the salt class with me." Yang Jing planned to make it clear to calculate the salt tax account with these cabinets. Otherwise, it would be too boring to always say incisions and put on unspoken rules like slander.

A few ministers look at me, I look at you. The chief minister said, "Please let Your Majesty make it clear."

"How much does it cost to sell salt to me?" Yang Jing directly asked the core question, and would no longer fight against these bureaucrats.

The chief minister sweats on his forehead, and the salt tax cannot be calculated! Once he calculates, he will have many loopholes.

"Report to Your Majesty, the price of salt in my court ranges from 200 to 4000 cents." The chief minister still answered the emperor's words.

"Very good, then I'll ask you again, my Ming Dynasty has more than tens of millions of people, that's right." Yang Jingwei asked again.

The chief minister thought for a while and said, "Report to Your Majesty, Your Majesty has commanded the population, and this is true."

“How many kilograms of salt does not eat every year?”

The chief assistant did not answer. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, but did not say anything.

Seeing that the chief minister was unwilling to speak, Yang Jie said, "That assistant knows, how much salt each person eats every year?"

A cabinet minister still answered: "Report to Your Majesty, the common people are saving money, and it is enough to estimate seven or eight kilograms of salt every year."

"It's really only seven or eight kilograms? I remember correctly?"

The cabinet minister thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "Not pounds? No pounds. It's almost done."

Eight jin, nine jin? Yang Jingwei said: "That's nine jin. Then I ask you, in the Ming Dynasty, each person ate nine jin of salt every year, and counted based on a population of 10 million. How much salt should he get?" The salt administration was in a foggy way. In fact, the problem was very simple. As long as a primary school student who had studied academics, he could calculate the problem. The cabinet ministers were silent. This account could not be calculated. Once they calculated, there would be loopholes. They all knelt on the ground, silently lowered their heads.

"Since you don't count, I have learned arithmetic, then I will calculate it. I should eat 90,000 kilograms of salt every year. Is this arithmetic correct? Hum?" Yang Jing looked at the ministers on the ground again, and none of them spoke. They all lowered their heads and kept silent.

"How much is the salt class every year? It's only one million taels of silver. Calculate how much is this pound of salt? "When it comes to salt, Yang Jingai felt that his elementary school was in vain, and such a simple question must be calculated incorrectly.

Several cabinet ministers were still kneeling on the ground, not speaking, lowering their heads, cursing the salt merchants in their hearts. They were too greedy. Once this loophole was serious, it would not be covered up no matter what.

"Since several auxiliary ministers are unwilling to calculate, then I will just calculate it. Just calculate it according to 100,000 kilograms of salt. One million taels of silver per year, and only one cent of salt is charged per kilogram of salt..." Yang Jing spit out this cold penny.

The ministers on the ground didn't speak even more.

"Very good. The price of this salt is more than 200 cents, and I can receive a copper plate salt tax. Tell me, why do I need this salt tax? Just take a penny to benefit the world. I don't care about this penny. Tell me, I'm right?" Yang Jing's arithmetic made these ministers even more speechless.

Yang Jingwei was also heartbroken about his salt tax. If the salt tax was above the normal level, the annual income would be more than 10 million yuan. Unfortunately, I have never been there.

The hall of Qianqing Palace was so strangely opposite. The emperor sat on a high throne, looking at the minister, waiting for the minister to answer.

Several cabinets knelt on the ground, their heads lowered and without saying a word. This time continued.

The crowd outside Chengtian Gate was already impatient. It was logical that people should have read the amnesty, but it was noon. Before the person who came out to read the amnesty, the prisoner kneeling on the ground couldn't stand up and said that the "communities" watching the excitement were even more discussed, discussing what the palace was doing and why it was so difficult to have an amnesty.

The official of the Ministry of Rites responsible for presiding the ceremony could no longer help but call a small yellow gate and let the small yellow gate enter the palace to urge him. What's wrong? Why can't the amnesty be released yet?

A small yellow gate ran quickly towards the palace.

Wang Chengen went out for a while and reported when he came back: "Your Majesty, this is outside Chengtian Gate. The Lord urged him to ask when the edict of the general amnesty will arrive. He said that the people outside Chengtian Gate have been looking forward to it for a long time..."

Someone urged the edict to write, but Yang Jingwei was not in a hurry and sat on the throne and dragon throne, leisurely.

Drink tea.

"I understand." Then there was no further text.

Today is the day of amnesty, and the day has been decided long ago. If the amnesty date was booked but there was no edict for amnesty, this joke would be too big. The Wei case cannot be determined. How many people will be anxious to have white hair! Yang Jing and these cabinet ministers competed with patience.

Time passed by minute by minute, and several cabinet ministers on the ground were also thinking about ways. They must not strangle the salt merchant to death, nor can they not let the emperor be satisfied.

A minister could not stand it anymore and said, "Report to Your Majesty, I think you can increase this salt class to five million taels. What do you think? From one cent per kilogram of salt, you should be satisfied..." This cabinet could not stand it anymore. If the days of the amnesty have passed and the edict has been delayed and the issuance has not been issued, the emperor would definitely have to take action on the Wei case again. How many people would it involve? In this capital, there are probably hundreds of bureaucrats who have not made close friends? For the sake of these hundreds of bureaucrats in the capital, it would be better to cut the interests of the salt merchants. In recent years, I have indeed been too indulged in the salt merchants.

"Haha, five million taels, this assistant minister is so bold, but I don't know, can these five million taels be collected?" Yang Jingwei was also surprised that his cabinet assistant's determination could actually increase the salt class to five million taels in one breath. This courage is not insufficient. This time, it will probably squeeze the salt merchant into a chorus.

The cabinet that spoke gritted its teeth and made up its mind, saying, "Report to Your Majesty, I will definitely find a way to hand over the five million taels of salt class..."

From one million taels to five million taels, from one cent to five cents. Yang Jing felt that this salt class and these bureaucrats were like women's breasts, squeezed, and there was always some.

Yang Jing smiled and said, "Haha, yes, this cabinet minister has the courage and determination. However, I think the tax rate of our dynasty is thirty-one tax, that is, if a pound of salt is sold for 200 to 400 cents, take the intermediate number, even if it is 300 cents, thirty-one tax, there should be ten copper plates. How can there be five copper plates?"

The cabinets on the ground did not faint. One copper plate rose to ten copper plates. This would have to pay the emperor ten million taels of silver every year. This scared the cabinets to death. The Ming Dynasty would suddenly become an explosive household! If so, those salt merchants, the bureaucrats who rely on the salt merchants to make profits, would not have to remove their skin.

In the hall, there was a quiet and aimless confrontation again.

The number of people outside Chengtian Gate gathered more and more. Xiaohuangmen ran to the palace again. Another hour passed. The general amnesty edict was still not here. Many bureaucrats involved in the Wei case began to get anxious. Nothing happened. This was agreed to pay money to avoid disasters. When the general amnesty was amnesty, they would take them all the way. If there was no general amnesty, then it was certain that they would have to re-revise the Wei case! They were immediately anxious. More and more people gathered outside Chengtian Gate.

"Your Majesty, someone is coming to urge you outside..." Wang Chengen didn't dare to speak loudly. This hall was too quiet.

Yang Jie still sat on the dragon throne on the throne, drinking tea slowly, without being anxious or impatient.

"Oh? Haha, what's the solution? Let me tell you. If it works, I'm not unkind." Yang Jing also wanted to see what idea this person could come up with. He couldn't raise the salt class to ten copper coins. If that was the case, he wouldn't mind suspending his plan to cut salt merchants. He would use this ten million taels of silver to train tens of thousands of soldiers first, and he would first lie down the wild boar skin. With so many soldiers in his hands, wouldn't it be easier to cut salt merchants?

"Report to Your Majesty, I think so. Your Majesty just wants to be kind to the people of the world and is not satisfied with this salt class. In fact, there is no need to abolish the salt class at all. In this way, Your Majesty also loses more than one million taels of silver every year, which is not worth it, right? Your Majesty, it is better to do this. Your Majesty does not abolish the salt administration, but only suspends the salt administration for three years. In this way, Your Majesty can not only let the people of the world bathe in His Majesty's kindness, but also avoid spending more than one million to the Ministry of Revenue every year. This method can kill more than one kill. What do you think?" The solution proposed by the cabinet really takes care of the emperor's ideas and considers the emperor everywhere. It has gained reputation, but also does not have to pay the money from the Ministry of Revenue.

Yang Jie felt that this person was quite good, and he could think of such things. Hehe, it was a bit interesting.

"What about the salt class of the Ministry of Revenue? I don't want it? Without the more than one million taels of silver I have supplemented here, wouldn't the deficit of the Ministry of Revenue be even greater?" Yang Jing saw how much the "cleavage" of these salt merchants can squeeze.

The cabinet thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, I think that our dynasty has always had a tradition of hiding wealth among the people. I think that now that the country is in a crisis, it is time for these salt merchants to serve the court. Your Majesty can ask these salt merchants to pay one million taels of salt for the people of the world, or ask them to donate one million taels to the Ministry of Revenue to solve the urgent needs of the court. Your Majesty just allows them to continue selling salt. I believe they will understand Your Majesty's painstaking efforts. In this way, Your Majesty will kill more and more!" The minister's idea is really the better.

Hehe, Yang Jing laughed in his heart. This idea is powerful enough. What is this method? Compromise? After using a little effort, the salt merchant and the official representatives of the salt merchants compromised. The cleavage was too easy to squeeze.

"One million taels? How can one million taels be enough? Didn't an assistant just say that? Can't you pay a salt class of 7 million taels? Why is it now one million taels?" Yang Jing pretended to be stupid. This "cleavage" is so crowded, why don't you squeeze too much? See how far it can be.

The ministers on the ground all rolled their eyes. His Majesty the Emperor was so naive. He was so loving money and so smart.
Chapter completed!