When he talked about the borrowing money, Zhou Kui's face changed immediately. He became strange and strange, as if he didn't know Zhu Cilang: "Your Highness, don't joke, where did I get the money?"

"Grandpa, I didn't joke with you. I just kept borrowing money from you. 300,000 taels are not much."

Zhou Kui almost spit out a mouthful of tea. He looked at Zhu Cixuan in shock: "Your Highness, think twice, I am your grandfather, not your money tree. If you still think there is anything valuable in my mansion, just take it whatever you want."

It’s no wonder that Zhou Kui is a little angry. It’s too much grandson. Young people are becoming less and less moral. My Zhou Kui’s pants are almost ready, so you still come to borrow money.

Not to mention the two million taels of silver you have plundered, just like Xishan, Zhou Kui invested all his belongings. Xishan Glass Factory is a bottomless pit and requires huge financial support.

Although this is a profitable industry, there is no huge investment, so how can you make a profit so quickly in a short period of time? Now that Zhu Cixuan returns to borrow money, Zhou Kui really can't get it out.

Zhu Cilang probably knew that Zhou Kui was indeed at the end of his life. The sheep had been pulled to a bald man by himself. Instead of drinking tea, he stood up and bowed: "Grandpa, I have something to do, let's go first."

Zhou Kui didn't dare to ask you what you were doing for borrowing money. He didn't want to cause trouble: "Since your highness has something to leave, I won't send it."

After leaving the Zhou Mansion, Zhu Cilang walked aimlessly on the street. He followed the secret guard Meng Fanchao and the eunuch Sun Wangcai. The three of them were speechless all the way, and they were silent.

Zhu Cilang felt a little regretful, regretting giving all the two million taels of silver to Li Dawen to provide disaster relief. At present, the matters of the three camps will not be resolved, and there will be a big mess in ten days.

But looking at the passing people who were dressed in shabby clothes and coming and going on, where did they get the money from the hard-working people? Even if he wanted to plunder, the people of the Ming Dynasty were so poor that they could not get out of the blame. If they had money to survive, there would not be so many thieves and bandits.

However, those teahouses, wineries, brothels, tiled houses, cloth houses, raw medicine shops, and rouge shops are still booming in business and wealth.

Zhu Cilang's heart moved, and a bold idea brewed in his heart. Suddenly, Zhu Cilang turned around and left: "Let's go back to the North Town Fushi!"

The prince suddenly seemed very excited, which surprised Meng Fanchao and Sun Wangcai behind him. Could it be that the prince had any good way to make money?

That’s right, Zhu Cilang really thought of a good way to make a big profit without hurting the people. In fact, it’s very simple, which is to collect commercial taxes.

The Donglin Party has always opposed the collection of commercial taxes, and the reason is so open: Long live your life, you are competing for profit with the people.

The Ming Dynasty was an agricultural society. Even if capitalism was in its infancy, it was still an agricultural society. The largest population was the vast majority of farmers who were honest and farming and farming.

How shameless are the civil servants of the Donglin Party? Look, it is natural to collect taxes from farmers. Collecting commercial taxes will become competing for profit with the people.

The emperor knew nothing, and he was led by a group of civil servants. Chongzhen did not want to bear the reputation of being scolded by scholars all over the world, so he had to ban the commercial tax, which further expanded the interests of merchants and intensified social conflicts.

Why does the Donglin Party not allow the collection of commercial taxes? Is it really competing for profit with the people?

Of course not, take Beijing as an example. There are various shops, money shops, restaurants, silk, cotton cloth, porcelain, ironware shops, fruit shops, medicine shops, teahouses, clinics, gold and silver shops, blacksmith shops, ready-made clothes shops, carpenter shops, stonemason shops, cobbler shops, rice shops, pawn shops, grocery shops, goods shops, antique shops, inns, gambling shops, brothels, stages, music shops, school halls, bookstores, escort shops, temples, carriage shops, post stations, docks, etc.

As long as these are profitable industries, there are the intervention of the Donglin Party members behind the scenes. The royal relatives, high-ranking officials and nobles, and their own industries are either open or secretly.

Therefore, when Emperor Chongzhen wanted to collect commercial taxes, these Donglin Party members naturally jumped out to oppose it. However, if they did not collect commercial taxes, they would just plunder from ordinary people. These people were already poor and could not get rid of the blame. If they did not rebel, there would be ghosts.

Zhu Cilang hurriedly replied to the Daobei Town Fushi. He had already thought of a way to make money. You Donglin scum, didn’t you allow commercial taxes to be collected? This palace just bought a lot, and specifically selected industries under the names of princes and nobles to collect them. If you don’t give it, this is easy to deal with. We will see you in the imperial prison.

He did it as soon as he said, after all, there was not much time left for Zhu Cilang. He summoned Luo Yangxing and a group of Jinyiwei: "Luo Yangxing, tell all the soldiers of Jinyiwei that no one will be allowed to take leave from now on. He will be on standby at any time for twelve hours, and go and do it now!"

Luo Yangxing was a little surprised: "Your Highness, what are we going to do?"

"Calling taxes, let the Jinyiwei take people to go door to door to door to shops of all sizes, no matter whose property it is. No matter whether you are a royal relative or noble, no matter whether you are a minister or a prince, every household will charge each household in proportion. From now on, 10% or no, no 20% of the profits will be drawn according to the gross profit of each merchant. If anyone dares not pay, he will be taken to the imperial prison for punishment. No ransom is allowed to be released!"

This... Luo Yangxing looked at Zhu Cilang in shock, and the expression on his face changed from shock to astonishment, and then to surprise.

That’s great. How can the Jinyiwei miss this kind of good thing to make money? The more money you collect, the more oil and water you have, the more benefits you have.

Zhu Cilang really wanted to make the capital earthquake. He did something that Emperor Chongzhen had always wanted to do but did not do. He collected commercial taxes and 20% of the gross profit. It can be said that these merchants in the capital were really complaining this time.

But there is no way to do this. Who has left you, the uncontrollable businessmen, uncontrollable for so many years? This time, you met the crown prince. The tricky and despicable crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, and the troublemakers under Zhu Cixuan, do you still want to have a good life?

The Jinyiwei was dispatched collectively, and even Zhu Cixuan personally followed the Jinyiwei to plunder the capital. For a moment, the situation of the Jinyiwei plundering and beating people were everywhere in the streets of Beijing.

Many merchants, some begged hard, and some are threatening with their might. Generally, Jinyiwei will look through the account books on your counter first to see if you are really poor or pretend to cry.

Those who dare to threaten are directly served by big mouths. Or they simply take it with iron chains and throw it into the imperial prison. Now they are scared and want to go out? Yes, let their families take money to reap people.
Chapter completed!