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The first thousand and twenty-five chapters of immature ideas

In the second year of Jingzheng, April 12th.

Forbidden City, large-scale construction.

The cabinet was pushed down and rebuilt, the Grand Marshal's Mansion rose from the ground, and several members of the Ministry of Works were in charge of the entire Foreign Court. The entire Foreign Court was busy and busy.

The cabinet has now been moved to Wenzhao Pavilion, and the Grand Marshal's Mansion is in Wucheng Pavilion. These two places are the most lively places in the Ming Dynasty now.

Relatively speaking, Zhu Xu's affairs are much easier to save. Daily review is just a review. The real thing to deal with is reduced by half. Everything is running within a framework. The cabinet, the six ministries and others are becoming more and more proficient.

Various government affairs and concepts under the ‘New Deal’ have changed many people in sound and silence.

Ganqing Palace, Donghunting Pavilion.

Zhu Xu was in his hands a joint report from the Cabinet, the Ministry of Revenue, the State Administration of Taxation, etc. The key to the "Jingzheng Tax Law" is "commercial tax", which is detailed and detailed, covering almost all commercial activities in the Ming Dynasty.

From salt taxes, mineral taxes, tea taxes and other large taxes that the imperial court had almost monopolized to small taxes that were almost neglected by peddlers, the rules and regulations were concise and concise, and nearly ten thousand words were sprinkled.

These are all ‘big frameworks’, and there are many specific departments to discuss them again, and the detailed regulations will take several months to be released.

Zhu Xu looked at it slowly, with a serious expression.

‘Commercial tax’ is one of his most concerned things. After years of brewing, it is finally going to be fully rolled out and implemented.

From the cabinet's plan, Zhu Xu vaguely saw that their idea seemed to turn business into "controllable" and did not mean to actively promote commercial development. Many commercial activities were either banned or strongly restricted, leaving only a gap. At the same time, some were subject to heavy taxes, such as various grains, grains, etc., and even some areas were strictly prohibited from buying and selling. Some were like tax exemptions, such as small merchants, books, etc., and they were actually thirty taxes!

Zhu Xu threw it aside, stayed at the middle and didn't send it. Suddenly, he looked up at Cao Huachun and said, "No one has any disagreement about this 'tax law'?"

Cao Huachun stepped forward, thought for a while, and said, "Back to the emperor, all policies of the 'New Policy' will collect opinions from the outside world. The cabinet, the Ministry of Revenue, and the State Administration of Taxation received no less than 10,000 letters. The 'Jingzheng Tax Law' has been publicly collected for more than half a year. There are many oppositions and many supporters. In particular, it should be said that it is Gu Yanwu, the editor-in-chief of the Gongbao."

"Gu Yanwu?"

Zhu Xu was stunned. There were too many things, and he almost forgot about this person. He couldn't help but touch his chin and said, "I almost forgot about him. What official position is he now?"

Cao Huachun would stare at the people Zhu Xu's attention, and he knew it in his heart, saying, "A editor in the court newspaper, from the sixth rank."

The Chaozhou newspaper is one of the directly affiliated institutions of the cabinet. The officials in it are generally not of high rank. Naturally, a small editor will not have much official position. From the sixth rank, it is also a special care under Zhu Xu's attention.

Gu Yanwu is still young and needs to be trained slowly. Zhu Xu is not in a hurry and said in interest: "What did he say?"

Cao Huachun recalled, "What impressed me was that he wrote an article about commercial tax, which made a great scholar come to the door in anger. Gu Yanwu argued with reason and did not give in. He kept the great scholar bedridden for three months and almost failed to survive. Gu Yanwu's roughly meant to gradually relax business and encourage development in an orderly manner. The court could collect taxes from it, and at the same time he could effectively deal with the reduction of agricultural tax, which became a very good supplement..."

Zhu Xu frowned slightly when he heard this. Gu Yanwu was still young. He was not as mature as he thought. He looked at the problems thoroughly and forward-looking. Now he still seemed a little tender. He actually regarded commerce as a supplement to agriculture. He had not seen that the commodity economy was the future development trend.

"It's just a preliminary germination..."

Zhu Xu roughly understood Gu Yanwu’s thoughts, pinched his chin and pondered, saying, “Remember, wait for the fleet that went out to sea to return and hold an economics department in the Zhengyuan. Gu Yanwu will be transferred to be an associate professor.”

The fleet to Europe is actually a global voyage. The "scientists" and "scholars" who went there must bring back different things. These will be unfolded in the Zhengyuan, which may bring a lot of new inspiration to Gu Yanwu and prompt certain things to happen in advance.

"Yes." Cao Huachun responded.

Zhu Xu didn't say anything more and continued to review his memorials. He didn't remember how many "small things" like this. These people and things may not have anything in the future, but they may also bring him huge surprises on one day!

In short, these are all "foreshadowings" that he has done casually. He is waiting quietly with a peaceful mind.

The Ming Dynasty was in full swing, and the senior officials were united and enthusiastic than ever before. They fell into a fanatical busy life. There was almost no yamen to have idle people. The powerful "New Deal" storm swept through all military and political institutions in the Ming Dynasty. Various policies were overwhelmed. The mountain of pressure was driving waves of reforms, constantly bringing new changes. Different changes and stories were staged every day and even every moment.

Outside the Great Wall, the city of Guihua.

Lin Dan’s tooth tent.

Lin Danhan sat facing north and south, looking at the national teacher Nikru and a thousand households, his face was strange.

Lin Danhan was full of strangeness and didn't know what to do. He looked at a group of people and said, "Is Andashan's words true?"

Nicklu sat there with a look of motionless expression, quite unfathomable. Lin Danhan's voice fell, and everyone was looking at him habitually.

Nikru glanced at everyone calmly and said in a slow tone: "Andashan Taiji sent a message. The Ming Dynasty was in internal struggle and had no time to take care of our Mongolian. The plan to attack us may be delayed again or even cancelled. I have analyzed in detail that if the Ming Dynasty is really postponed this time, then they may really retreat without fighting and will not come again in a short period of time."

"Tell me in detail." Lin Danhan looked at Nikru with a somewhat excited tone. Chahar's strength was really too weak. He had been crippled by the Later Jin Dynasty and could not recover much in just two or three years. Faced with the more than 100,000 troops of the Ming Dynasty, Lin Danhan was not sure of winning from beginning to end. Since this is the case, he naturally hoped that the Ming Dynasty would retreat without fighting, so that he would have time to recuperate and keep a low profile.

A thousand households looked unmoved, and they were all watching Nicklu.

Nicklu said: "First, the Ming people said, 'One move will decline again, and three times will be exhausted'. If the Ming Dynasty continues to postpone the war, the three armies will inevitably be disintegrated, people will return to their minds and their morale will no longer be. Second, more than 100,000 troops consumed every day and are immeasurable. If they are delayed for a long time, they will inevitably be unable to support it. Third, the Ming Dynasty has constant internal disputes. Once the stalemate cannot be reached, they will inevitably withdraw their troops. Now... I believe that it will not take long, the Ming Dynasty will find an excuse and retreat quietly..."

Lin Danhan nodded in his ears and said, "Then, should we chase and kill the whole way, force the Ming Dynasty to negotiate peace, give annual monies again, or trade with each other?"

Nicklu pondered and said, "Shan Khan, whether it is Shenyang or Tumu Fort, are places that can be easily attacked. I suggest you just wait and see, take the initiative, seize the critical moment of their withdrawal, and raid!"
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