Zhao Yihai looked around at the dozens of well-known wealthy merchants present and smiled and said, "In my opinion, it is better to pay the trade tax honestly. It is convenient for the court and for us to do so.

Just like this account, the court slowly sorted out and could always sorted out it out. Wouldn't it be for me to get disasters?"

Han Xufeng looked at Zhao Yihai who was talking and said, "Of course, Brother Zhao is nothing. He is a juren and is close to the prefect. No matter how much the tax is collected, it will not have much impact on Mr. Zhao, right?"

Zhao Yihai said: "Brother Han really wronged me. My family has three food stores, one oil store, and two silk and satin shops. Like you guys, you should pay 973 taels of autumn tax according to the law. You can make up for the 662 taels of spring tax this year. You have already paid as much as possible, and you have not paid less than a penny of tax."

Han Xufeng said strangely: "Are you willing to do this? This tax is not enough to be collected in one go. I have to pay it this year, but I still have to pay it next year."

The others here turned their attention to Zhao Yihai, waiting to see how he answered.

Zhao Yihai thought for a long time before he gently spit out three words: "Nan Zhili!"

As soon as the three words Nanzhili were spoken, it seemed to have some irresistible magic. The second floor of the entire restaurant had become safely quiet, and no one made a sound.

Is Suzhou Prefecture far away from Nanzhili?

It’s not too far, but it’s not too close.

But what happened in Nanzhili has spread all over the world now. Tens of thousands of heads are cut off as soon as they say they are cut. Who dares not take it seriously?

And who are these tens of thousands of heads belong to?

The answer is obvious. Basically, they are all the Donglin Party and those related to it, as well as some unlucky guys who participated in it.

The base camp of Fushe is Taicangzhou, Suzhou Prefecture.

With conscience, the merchants in Suzhou Prefecture felt very happy when Fushe was in trouble.

Although Fushe was basically supported by merchants, Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai were not easy to share, and their industries were not small.

Moreover, Zhang Pu is extremely ambitious and has a vague intention of controlling these merchants in turn.

The merchants originally supported Zhang Pu just to have someone in the court to make a voice for themselves, whether it was for taxes or other interests.

However, on the one hand, Zhang Pu made a voice for the merchants, such as the tax resistance incident and the tombstone incident of five people. On the other hand, he vaguely wanted to backfire the merchants and control their profits in order to seek greater progress.

Zhang Pu is not a good thing, and businessmen are not a good thing. Moreover, Zhang Pu is not an official yet, so the two eventually become a collusion.

On the one hand, they are both wary of each other and suppress each other, while on the other hand, they are supporting each other and open their eyes for each other.

Zhang Pu always thought about controlling these businessmen, and at the same time he kept playing some tax-resistant tricks.

While the merchants were fighting with Zhang Pu, they spread their names among the people for him.

But Zhang Pu finally got rid of it, and for no reason he was framed for a crime of treason. Moreover, the frame-up was done by the Jinyiwei himself. The case was determined to be an iron case, and none of the old people in the nine clans could be protected.

While the merchants were celebrating each other, they had long been secretly wary of whether the court would attack them or not who was not worried about what Zhang Pu shouldn’t say and involve himself?

Fortunately, Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai and their good student Wu Weiye took off, but they did not involve others. Moreover, after this blow, Fushe no longer exists on the surface.

The merchants were not involved, but had greater freedom. Now they felt much better. Life was so beautiful.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Emperor Chongzhen decided on the business tax matter, and after tens of thousands of heads were cut off in Nanzhili.

The tens of thousands of heads in Nanzhili made the merchants clearly realize one thing, that is, people like themselves are the shameless Emperor Chongzhen.

But it doesn’t matter if you can’t fight. If you don’t resist non-violence, you can submit the tax slowly. How about it?

If it doesn't work, what if it's a strike?

But now Zhao Yihai's words made the people present fall into deep thought again.

Paying this tax is painful, and not paying it is risky.

Until a clang, with the sound of chopsticks falling from the ground in the hand of a master, the people present woke up from the silence.

Han Xudong asked, "Brother Zhao, we are all our brothers. We don't say secret words. If we really don't pay this tax, what will happen?"

Zhao Yihai spread his hands and said helplessly: "Brother, you have said everything to this point, brother, I can't hide it, right?

Although my brother and the prefect are distant cousins, in fact, the prefect does not play much role in this matter. The brother’s reputation is useless, and the tax he should pay is still a lot of money.

Brothers have thought about what you are discussing now, but what are we? We are businessmen. According to the rules of Emperor Taizu Hongwu, who can wear silk clothes?

Scholars, farmers, industrialists and commerce are ranked last. But now? Which brother is not rich in clothes and food? Which brother is not covered with silk?

To put it bluntly, which of us did not violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty? If the court really wanted to deal with us, it would save even the effort of making excuses.

So, "The Daming Half Monthly Newspaper", you all have it at home? You have read that tax theory?

Since this argument has come out, the commercial tax has become a fact. How can we wait for it? When my mind is so strong today, you guys should know something in your heart, right?"

Everyone present shuddered.

It is unclear whether Jingguan on the grassland is true or false, but the ten thousand heads in Nanzhili cannot be fake. This shows how firm the dog emperor is.

Han Xufeng said: "Brother Zhao, my brother will ask you, are you willing to pay personal income tax?"

Zhao Yihai shook his head and said, "Of course I am unwilling to give up! How low was the tax rate at the beginning? It was almost zero, but now I have to pay taxes normally, so I feel unhappy.

But just by what kind of water bills are we playing and what kind of market strike are we playing? Then I would rather pay the tax honestly."

Han Xufeng said: "Brother, is he the magistrate?"

Zhao Yihai continued to shake his head: "Brother, don't ask, I can't answer you after asking. This matter has nothing to do with the prefect."

Luo Zhong suddenly slapped the table and said, "You Zhao Yihai have an uncle who is the prefect, and you are doing these businesses. Your tax is just to pay honestly, and it is only ten taxes. But do you know what the tax rate for Luo is?"

Zhao Yihai also slapped the table and shouted: "What! Is it okay for you, Mr. Luo, to slap the table? The tax rates issued by the government are all unified, how can Zhao not know?

How much does it cost to sell a South China Sea bead? What is the profit? How much grain does it cost to sell? How much food does it cost to buy? These good things that cannot be eaten or used, and are not affordable for ordinary people. It is not normal for the higher tax rate?"

Han Xufeng smoothed out the situation and said, "You both, you both sit down and say, they are both well-known figures, why bother to get upset? Are we discussing this tax now?"

Before Zhao Yihai could sit down, his housekeeper had already walked in from outside the restaurant and went straight to the second floor.

Zhao Yihai leaned on the crime and temporarily left the seat and greeted the housekeeper.

After a few whispers, Zhao Yihai returned to the banquet and sneered: "Everyone, there are still some things in Zhao's family. I'll lose my companion for the time being, so I'll say goodbye!"

After walking for less than two steps, Zhao Yihai stopped again and said in a deep voice: "The people Zhao is in the Suzhou Prefecture are basically present. Zhao dares to advise you to do it yourself!"

After saying that, Zhao Yihai left, leaving behind a buzzing sound on the second floor of the Eight Immortals Tower.

Luo Zhong said angrily: "He, Zhao Yihai, really thinks he is a character? If he hadn't been intimate with the prefect, he would have wanted him to look good today!"

Han Xufeng said, "Brother Luo calmed down first. Today's affairs are quite unusual."

Luo Zhong said angrily: "It is probably the prefect who called Zhao Yihai over and what explanation should he explain? What should he do?"

Han Xufeng said: "What is there to explain? Han doesn't know, but what's going on with the sneer on Brother Zhao's face just now? Who among them didn't see clearly? And what he said just now is probably intentional."

Luo Zhong said: "Just let him go, what do you care about so much?"

Han Xufeng said: "No, Brother Zhao has a relationship with the prefect, so he has always been cautious, but now he has said this, and it is probably changed."

Luo Zhong sneered and said, "Can you be afraid of Brother Han?"

Han Xufeng's expression remained unchanged and said with a faint smile: "Yes, Han is afraid. Silver is a good thing, but you have to have a life to spend it."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only did Luo Zhong's face change drastically, but also the other rich merchants on the second floor also became extremely ugly.

Luo Zhong's voice became a little unnatural: "What, can the government have the courage to kill all of us?"

Han Xufeng shook his head but didn't say anything.

All of us are smart people, but once smart people get stuck, they are even more terrifying than those stupid people, and they even don’t listen to advice.

More than 40 people present were killed, and Han Xufeng felt it was unlikely.

It’s not that when I can’t make up my mind today, but that after I kill all of them, the livelihoods of the people in Suzhou Prefecture will inevitably be affected.

And today, when Zi always claims to love the people as much as his son, this kind of thing should not be done.

However, that refers to a big businessman who is concerned about people's livelihood, not a businessman like Luo Zhong.

For example, in the shop run by Luo Zhong, there are many high-ranking officials, or wealthy people, and there is no ordinary people.

Anyway, Han Xufeng felt that no one who could eat enough would spend his whole life savings to buy beads or other antiques that he could not eat or drink.

In other words, once the government is angry, he wants to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and Luo Zhong is the best chicken.

He is fat enough and greedy. Although everyone present has found a record of the money and is thinking of concealing it if he can, no one is more obvious and excessive than Luo Zhong.

Such a fool would not affect the people if he killed him, and he could also get his property. It can be said that he could no longer find a more suitable candidate for him in the entire Suzhou Prefecture.

However, it’s not because of Luo Zhong’s attitude, the tax rate is too high.

Other shops have ten taxes, but Luo Zhong has ten taxes.

He had five times more tax than others out of thin air, so whoever came would not feel sorry for him? Moreover, in the past, it was basically equivalent to not having to pay taxes. In addition, Luo Zhong relied on his brother-in-law as the deputy commander of Suzhou Guard, so he was used to being domineering in this industry.

After thinking about it, Han Xufeng couldn't help but be glad that he didn't get into such a business. Whether it was because of Luo Zhong's food escort or because he had never been involved in such a business, in short, now it's good to have one tax for ten or one.

Seeing that Han Xufeng didn't say anything, Luo Zhong asked, "What should I say about this? Will the market be tomorrow?"

Han Xufeng said: "Everyone, Han has a family of people to support him. I really can't afford this risk, it's okay."

Jin Lianghui, who runs the raw silk business, said curiously: "Why is Brother Han planning to pay the tax honestly?"

Han Xufeng, who was stuck in his heart, smiled faintly: "Forget it, Han turned around and paid all the actual accounts. Naturally, this tax was paid honestly for peace."

Luo Zhong sneered: "Courage guy! Is Zhao Yihai scared your brother Han's courage?"
To be continued...