Zhen Guo Princess GL

328 Handover

I have thought about the idea of ​​a luxury tax for a long time, but there is no good time, and now it is just right to mention it-although I have done business in a righteous name, I can't manage it for a long time after all, and this "state-owned enterprise" is short-lived. You can make money in a short period of time, but what happens in the long run is clearly proven by the experience of previous lives. Instead of allowing the state to monopolize these industries, it is better to return them to the people. The state waits to collect taxes. The matter of merchants is not so contradictory, and it is also conducive to business prosperity; the second taxation act is more evidence of Fengtian Clothing Bureau's business as a public heart. As soon as the decree came out, not only there was no reason to close it, but I wished to make it a millennium and a long-term profit. Then the local officials will have full authority to manage it. Seriously speaking, it is not unfounded to hand it over to Chunguan or Xiaguan. At that time, I can use this little Fengtian bureau to sell my favor to them and arrange my own people by the way— ——But at the same time, they will also offend the local officials. To collect taxes is to sell to the local officials. They have a lot of income from taxes, so naturally they will not care about the ownership of this small Fengtian Bureau.

My mother not only thought of the benefits of taxation, but also thought of a longer-term perspective. She glanced at me with a smile: "It's called 'luxury tax'. In addition to clothes, wine can also be taxed, and gold, silver and jade can also be taxed." Taxable?"

I said: "That's natural. Not only are these taxed, but also all the goods sold by Hu merchants into the Central Plains - but for those who have meritorious service or titles, they can not be collected first."

Mother smiled and said: "But the title of meritorious service is determined by the imperial court, right?"

I laughed: "Not only that, the extra tax is also paid for luxury goods imported from the Central Plains, but if they have specially applied for it, they can pay less or no tax—as long as they are willing to register with the local government and register as a registered permanent residence. for 'ethnic minorities'."

The mother was thoughtful: "Minorities?"

I said: "Your Majesty is rich all over the world, and the world is big, and all of them are His subjects. The people of the Central Plains are the same, and so are the Hu people. Therefore, it should not be called the old name of "Chengbang" and replaced by "Minority". Those registered as 'minority', their children can be given priority to study in the Central Plains, learn the rites of the Central Plains, give tax relief, and give preferential treatment when selecting officials. The only requirement is to go to the government once a year to register their own population, People who are born, where they live, and who are registered can not only get tax relief, but also get rewards from the government when celebrating big celebrations."

Mother smiled and said, "Go ahead."

I said: "Except for ethnic minorities, the imperial court can also specially exempt some foreign vassals from taxes. It always depends on their sincerity and sincerity. And the luxury goods imported from foreign vassals by the country are all tax-free. Not only tax-free, the imperial court can also properly Give some rewards to reward them for selling their goods abroad."

The mother nodded slightly: "This move can be implemented in one piece with the frontier strategy that Dugu Shao and Cui Mingde put forward in the past. You are very good at calculating. Originally, it cost the country money to win over the border areas, but now it doesn't cost a single penny, just a few letters Documentary documents will make them scramble to attach themselves to each other."

I laughed: "If the people have no money, who will buy these luxury items? If the country is not strong, how can foreign vassals compete to do business here? It can be seen that it is A Niang who manages the country so well, the country is strong and the people are rich. Only then will you have a chance to be smart."

My mother was photographed with a smile on her face: "I know you're a little brat, if you flatter me, you want something from your mother. Come on, what do you want this time?"

I said seriously: "They all praise Auntie sincerely, not for wanting Aniang's things." Seeing her mother's disbelief, Fang smiled and said: "I want things, not big things... just going to Xijing To open a branch, there is not enough manpower in the game, so I beg Auntie to send four or five hundred people from the palace to make up a temporary number."

My mother glared at me: "When the Fengtian Bureau was opened, I hired [-] skilled maidservants here, and I complained to me in several places that no one was in charge, and the newly made clothes were not as exquisite as the outside. You still have to come discuss?"

I hurriedly said: "This time, we don't need skilled hands, as long as they are over 14 years old and under 20 years old, a little dexterous will do. I have all the machines, and I will ask someone to teach them to make a part by themselves. No skills are needed."

Mother still refused: "It's easy to say, 'slightly smarter', if you can find out so many useful ones at once, why do the two provinces complain every year that there are no good people to help?"

This was what I expected. I smiled and stepped forward, leaning against my mother, pulling at the hem of her clothes with both hands: "Then what should I do? The machine has been built, and the storefront can be seen. Don't tell me it won't open anytime soon?" Is it done?"

My mother came to her senses and squinted at me: "What's your opinion?"

I smiled and said, "I don't dare to take it for a high opinion, I just have some superficial ideas—I want to openly recruit people from the market." The good houses used here in Luoyang are all appointed by the government and distributed like corvees. When I arrived in the capital, I thought Change the previous change.

My mother frowned slightly and looked at me: "Recruiting people in the market?"

I laughed: "With A Niang, Fengtian Bureau is well-known in Shendu, but not necessarily in Xijing. Openly recruiting people, making some noise, can do some publicity for Fengtian Bureau, so that others know that there is such a place. "

The mother said lightly: "Recruiting people publicly is equivalent to telling women in the world that women can also earn money in an open and honest manner, and there are not a few of them. In addition, if other families start and follow suit, many women in the market can come out to work, and they don't have to be confined. Curtain, is it?"

I forced a smile and said, "How can A Niang think so much, I just want to earn some fame for the Fengtian Bureau."

Mother closed her eyes and said nothing.I tugged at her clothes again and said coquettishly: "Mother." I rubbed my face against her lap repeatedly. After rubbing for a while, she was not only unmoved, but when she opened her eyes, her voice became a little harsher: "Fengtian Clothing Bureau You have done a good job on the matter, and I will give you three hundred seals. You have worked hard this year, so go home and rest for a few days, and don’t bother with the Fengtian Bureau anymore."

I was shocked and turned pale, knelt up straight and called out: "Mother?"

My mother glanced at me and gently stroked my face with one hand. I thought her heart had softened, but what she said was: "Since you founded Fengtian Bureau, you are most familiar with it. Go back and think about it. To see who can take over, draw up a letter, hand it directly to the palace, and hand it over as soon as possible."

The author has something to say: Ah Yun's decryption time:

Question: Do you want to know why Shangguan Wan'er has died so many times and is still alive and kicking?

Answer: Because His Majesty Zetian has a special way to make people "die".