Looking at the vast map of Daheng Qiankun, the inexplicable anxiety in the emperor's heart surged out again with irresistible anxiety.
A person’s life is too short!
But he wanted to do too much.
But his life is only a few decades!
Compared with the grand ambitions in his mind, these decades are really not enough!
But if he doesn't do many things, he can only leave them to the kings and ministers of later generations to do.
But, can the kings and ministers of later generations understand the necessity of the Western Regions to Daheng? Can they understand that they will inevitably require the central government's bloodletting support for a long time, but they will not see the slightest reward of the rule?
They certainly would not understand it. It was like when the Ming Dynasty gave up on the border land again and again, they could ignore the pros and cons of the immediate situation, let alone the pros and cons of the long-term and even the future.
"I'm alone, I'm alone..."
The emperor chuckled and looked around the hall. As he walked away, he saw a figure flashing at the gate of the hall. Then, a hunched figure stained with wind and snow appeared in his sight.
"Old slave, see Your Majesty!"
"Here I'm back..."
The emperor's voice was faint, which made Wang Wu's heart tremble. He didn't know what the emperor wanted.
"Get up!"
The emperor waved his hand, took a step, and walked into the side hall.
Wang Wu quickly stood up, followed by the emperor, and at the same time handed a thick booklet to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is the list of Jiangnan traitors."
The emperor took it casually, and the heavy weight of the paper book was clearly transmitted to his heart. The emperor's eyes were also circulating on the names of the travelers in the paper book.
Name, region, fake Ming official position or related to officials, charges...
Everything is clear and clear.
There is no doubt that since it is recorded on this book, these people are either from different bodies and heads or have been sent to Yunnan, Guizhou, or Liaoning Province.
And the property accumulated by these people throughout their lives, or generations, has turned into numbers on the booklet.
Just from this thick list, we can clearly see that the countless people in several provinces in Jiangnan have been rolling in, and their families have been destroyed!
The emperor's eyes were extremely indifferent, and it could even be said to be indifferent.
Class struggle is so cruel.
Daheng established his country with martial law and had endured all difficulties and established a new order, which completely conflicted with the order of the Ming Dynasty.
And this conflict between the new and the old has won,
The old order can only be destroyed!
Winners should take all, and losers will have the consequences of the losers.
Obviously, the harvest is quite good.
Whether it is money or food, it can be regarded as a terrifying number.
And this number is still increasing with the cleaning of the sky and earth nets.
It is also obvious that this time, many people will eat a lot.
Just like the political purges before, he, as the emperor, ate meat and the people below him, drank soup.
After reading for a long time, the emperor put down the booklet, pondered for a while, then looked at Wang Wu who was standing bent in front of him, and slowly spoke: "All money and food are in the treasury, you can do the statistics."
"Also, have you heard about the Taxation Department recently?"
Wang Wu bowed and responded: "I have heard of it."
The emperor tapped the table with his fingers: "The Taxation Department was established, and the first check of the taxes of the Neijing Money Bank."
As for this, the emperor did not say more.
"The old slave understands."
Wang Wu's heart trembled and he quickly responded.
"Get out."
The emperor waved his hand and was filled with excitement.
"Old slave obeys the order."
Wang Wu bowed again and withdrew respectfully.
After leaving the Ganqing Palace, Wang Wu's respectful and humble expression slowly disappeared, and he suddenly attracted a confidant eunuch: "Immediately go to the money house and the headquarters of various commercial banks to re-examine the taxes and silver taxes and grains paid in each year."
The eunuch took the order to leave, but Wang Wu's eyebrows were still full of doubts.
Starting from the tax system of Dahengding, as a model for the world, the money shops and commercial banks under the inner court paid taxes and silver strictly in accordance with the tax system. He personally watched the taxes and grains every year, and would calculate them again when sent to the palace. It is impossible to have any mistakes, but why?
After thinking for a while, Wang Wu seemed to have thought of something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face turned pale.
"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey?"
"No, no, no, it's not me... I want me to push someone with enough weight out..."
"Kill..."
Wang Wu couldn't help but think that the famous commercial banks in various places today are mostly powerful figures, and tax evasion is probably indispensable.
So, is it to kill these people and establish authority for the newly established tax department?
Thinking of this, Wang Wu's heart was very calm.
"Eunuch Wang, did you come back early?"
There was a sound, which was obviously teasing, but it was inexplicably gloomy. Wang Wu should not be too familiar with this sound!
Wang Wu glanced at Erdezi who was smiling, and a coldness appeared in his eyes, but it soon disappeared without a trace.
"What, what are we doing? Do you still have to report to you, a little beast?"
"you……"
Erdezi's expression suddenly became gloomy, but strangely, soon, Erdezi returned to a smile. After glanced at the little eunuch beside Wang Wu, he looked at Wang Wu: "What a pity, some people are just stupid..."
Leaving a mysterious word, Erdezi left with a smile.
Wang Wu looked at Er Dezi in gloomy moments, his expression suddenly changed. He looked at the youngest son beside him and asked, "Did you do something on your back?"
"I...how can I have it..."
The little eunuch shook his head immediately.
Wang Wu still didn't believe it very much. He knew Erdezi very well. He was like a poisonous snake. If he hadn't caught the handle, he would never have said such words.
"Are you sure?"
"Really, what can I do? I run around with you every day..."
Halfway through the explanation, the little eunuch seemed to remember something, and his expression was obviously a little unnatural.
"It's over!"
Seeing his youngest son like this, Wang Wu trembled and slapped the little eunuch to the ground with a sudden slap. He asked almost hysterically: "You...what did you do!"
"I...I just changed the tax book for my elder brother and the others..."
"It's over!"
Hearing this, the overwhelming despair immediately occupied Wang Wu's body and mind.
The will of the emperor has always been clear, and the red coil is there, and everything that can be done and cannot be done is clear.
Taxes are red lines. If you touch them, you should be fined and killed...
But if... change the tax book for inventories?
Wang Wu sat down on the ground without any help, looking at his at a loss, but couldn't help laughing bitterly, plotting for a lifetime and fighting for a lifetime, and finally stabbing him hard was his unscrupulous son.
It's really ironic.
Chapter completed!