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Chapter 624 Encouraging merchants, the winter of the Spo family

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    "A person with sufficient food and clothing knows the etiquette, and a person with sufficient food and clothing knows honor and disgrace. Your Majesty, I think that commercial taxes can be levied, but at present, the people still have no money left, so they must be excluded from the people's daily needs."

    "The Ming Dynasty does not need the country to be rich and the people to be poor. The country and the people should go hand in hand. If the people are rich, the country will be rich. Taxation is a tool to adjust the rich and poor. It should be used with caution, but it must not be used"

    The eunuch came to read this memorial in person, but he paused when he read it, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I heard that all people are created equal, and I believed it to be true at first, but after experiencing it, I realized that it was wrong. Starting from those who live in temples, then officials  , again literati, four are merchants, five are commoners, six are soldiers, seven are craftsmen and lowly"

    The officials below all coughed softly uncomfortably, but the eunuch continued to read: "Fortunately, the imperial examination can reach the sky, but how many people can be in one test? There is no circulation among these seven classes, and barriers arise naturally."

    "And taxation is a means of robbing the rich and helping the poor. The Ming Dynasty should maintain relative fairness as much as possible, otherwise the rich will get richer and the poor will get poorer, just like a dry firewood pile, natural and man-made disasters are sparks"

    After reading the memorial, Zhu Di said: "All the people in Yangzhou Prefecture have been captured, the navy has divided waterways and sea routes to the north and south, and the salt policy has been calmed down."

    The ministers below blinked, waiting for Zhu Di to express his opinion on this memorial.

    But after Zhu Di said a few words dryly, he left.

    After leaving the main hall, Yang Shiqi and Hu Guang walked together. He smiled and said: "Uncle Xinghe did this. He probably saw the hope of open source in Yangzhou Mansion, but he extended his knife to the powerful and rich. It's really  Do you think you are invulnerable?"

    Hu Guang suddenly stopped and said sideways: "Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there have been different opinions on taxation. Today, the strategy of Emperor Taizu Gao is no longer feasible. Emphasis on business first, then taxation, then we can wake up.  What it means is to let the water flow first, collect it into a river, and then scoop water from the river in the middle! Do you understand?"

    Yang Shiqi suddenly realized: "Does Fang Dehua want the DPRK and China to simply set a tax holiday to encourage people to do business, and wait until the businessmen make more money before imposing taxes?"

    Hu Guang nodded and shook his head and said: "That man probably wants to enrich the people, but it's not easy! I have never thought about this, but the Ming Dynasty should be based on agriculture. To encourage businessmen, this is putting the cart before the horse, and Xing Hebo took it for granted."

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    ¡°No, I don¡¯t think encouraging businessmen is putting the cart before the horse.¡±

    Fang Xing received the letter from Xie Jin. He analyzed it with a smile: "Businessmen know what they have and what they don't. Let me use an analogy. The north produces wheat and the south produces rice. But the north likes pasta. Isn't rice really not delicious?  ?¡±

    Huang Zhong thought for a moment: "Uncle, I think it's still a matter of price. Before the opening of the canal, rice from the south was sent to the north. After many layers of consumption, the price is not as good as the wheat grown in the north."

    "This is the role of a businessman."

    Fang Xing talked eloquently: "If this matter is done by a businessman, then he will naturally analyze the needs of the north, what can make money, what can lose money, and then he will directly or indirectly pass this information to others. To  At that time, those people will naturally produce or plant according to demand. This is a kind of progress, detecting needs, guiding production, and activating the market!"

    "As for worrying about people neglecting their farm work, do you think it's easy for merchants to make money?"

    Fang Xing smiled and said: "The people of the Ming Dynasty are the most cautious. They feel that this life is enough just by guarding the fields. If there is no big temptation, do you want them to change their profession? That is a dream! And if the people are deceived, it is easier, just use  Tax to regulate the market.¡±

    Huang Zhong asked, "What if all the merchants make a lot of money?"

    "Ha ha ha ha!"

    Fang Xing pointed at Huang Zhong and said with a smile: "Bolu, Bolu, you are in the middle of the game! If all the merchants are making a lot of money, then our Ming Dynasty must be extremely wealthy. Wouldn't the government raise the price of food?"  "

    "Hey!"

    Huang Zhong patted his forehead and said with a smile: "You can see through the cracks! If you are extremely wealthy, the people will definitely have more money in their hands. Raising the price of food will allow farmers to farm with peace of mind, and they can even allocate more land, allowing farmers to catch up with their income."  ."

    Fang Xing smiled and said nothing. By then, the Ming Dynasty would certainly have more than this territory. A farming family would own a lot of land.

    "Sir, Master Fu would like to see you."

    Xiaodao was practicing calligraphy and guarding the door outside. After informing Fu Xian, his eyes rolled.

    "Please come in. You continue to practice calligraphy!"

    Fang Xing stood up and heard Fu Xian's laughter before he reached the door.

    "Uncle, the last batch of salt has been loaded on the ship, and I will leave now."

      Fu Xian¡¯s laughter is extremely contagious and can make people feel better inexplicably.

    Fang Xingxu gave him a hand and said with a smile: "Although there is no military merit this time, if you can deliver the salt to various places in time, your contribution will definitely be considerable. Your Majesty will definitely take action when the time comes."

    Fu Xian grinned and said: "I knew from the last time I went to Xiaguan in Taizhou Prefecture that I would have meat to eat with my uncle. Besides, Xianguan and his uncle are also destined to be together! The fleet happened to be practicing nearby and they met my uncle when they went to Yangzhou. Isn't this fate?  What! Hahahaha!"

    After sitting down, Fang Xing knew that Fu Xian was short on time, so he quickly asked: "How are the Japanese pirates' recent activities?"

    Fu Xian said: "It's very rare. Since the battle in Taizhou Prefecture, the Japanese pirates seem to be a little timid. Occasionally, they encounter a small group of sporadic people. When they are captured and asked, they say that your name can stop the Japanese pirates."  Sigh, unless you go to the north, those Japanese pirates will not dare to come again."

    As he spoke, Fu Xian looked at Fang Xing with reverence.

    But Fang Xing just smiled slightly: "The shogunate is still unable to convince the public. The internal fighting in the Japanese country will probably continue for a while, and the number of Japanese pirates will also increase accordingly. It should not be underestimated!"

    Fu Xian nodded, and Fang Xing continued: "How about North Korea?"

    "The relationship between North Korea and the Tsushima clan is good, but according to the official, the clan is seeking skin from a tiger."

    After sending Fu Xian away, Fang Xing said to Huang Zhong: "It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to attack North Korea without any reason, unless North Korea destroyed the three guards of Jianzhou, so now we have to see what the Sibo family can do!"

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    But the Spo family is in a state of turmoil at this time.

    Siba Yichun sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the withered flowers and plants outside the pavilion, and couldn't help but sigh: "My father is not happy in Mount Koya, and those monks never gave him dignity. I really want to burn it down!"

    The retainer on the side, Ueda Bing, bowed and said, "My lord, you should be careful what you say. You must know that walls have ears."

    Shiba Yishun smiled bitterly and said: "Ever since I was dismissed from the post of leader by the general, I have long been heartbroken. If Yiyuan hadn't met the Taisun's teacher at Mingren, I would have wanted to leave here and stay away from him.  all of these."

    Ueda Bing said with a cold look: "My lord, the Shiba family has a foundation after all. It depends on what Uncle Xinghe wants. As long as we are given benefits, can we"

    "No!"

    Shiba Yichun shook his head and said: "Even if the Ming people come to help, the sea is so vast, how many people can they come? Who can we rely on for food supplies? How will we deal with it after the failure? What if the Ming people don't leave after the victory? These questions cannot be solved.  Clearly, I don¡¯t dare to have this intention.¡±

    Ueda Bing said viciously: "My lord, the Ming people are far away from our country. If they come and don't leave, can they withstand the consumption?"

    In this era, if you want to station troops in distant places, if supplies are difficult, it will not last long.

    "As long as the Ming army cannot stay for a long time, then why don't we dare to do it? In the worst case, if we fail, we will go to the islands. Then we will watch the Ming Dynasty and the shogunate fight, and we will be in an invincible position!"

    Shiba Yishun sighed slightly and said: "We'll see about this later, but Yiyuan's letter should be coming soon. Let's see what Mr. Xinghe means. Hey! Have those butterflies changed?"

    Fang Xing moved Si Bo Yichun with a pathos and touching story, but he was still restless after all, so he had no time to look at the butterflies that were said to be the incarnations of a man and a woman.

    The soldier on the field said in astonishment: "My lord, I have been traveling everywhere recently, and it seems that no one has taken care of that field for a long time."

    Sibo Yichun smiled bitterly and said: "That's all. Uncle Xinghe must have just sighed for a moment and let those moths fend for themselves!"

    A gust of cold wind blew by, making the trees in the courtyard rustle.

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