"Taxes are imposed on merchants in coastal provinces, and customs duties are increased by 10% and factories in various places are increased by 10%.

In the Forbidden City, the military room of the Ganqing Palace, the emperor was writing while talking to himself. King Lu, who was fiddling with the sails on the side, looked at him with a surprised look and then took his finger back his golden words: "No, no, it seems that there is too much customs tariff increase of 10%. After the increase of factories in various places, there will be no profit. The compensation is small, and the public is in trouble."

"Then the emperor's brother only charges 10% of the profit." Lu Wang put the model's windsurfing, rubbed his hands and sat beside the emperor, frowned and said: "In fact, more routes can be handed over to merchants. The court supports more people to go to sea, go to Asia, Southeast Asia, and the West, and they can bring back more goods."

The emperor took a deep breath between his nose and did not speak. He thought for a while before slowly turning his head, squinted his eyes and looked at King Lu, and asked, "Come on, tell me, who taught you these?"

"ah?"

King Lu paused his hands playing with the pottery figurines of the Beiyang cavalry on the table, blinked, and then smiled and said with apologies: "This, I think it is good for the emperor."

"Yes, it is beneficial for merchants and courts to collect more taxes."

Wanli pondered this sentence.

He was becoming more and more majestic as a true king. He just looked at Lu Wang with his eyes slightly. If it weren't for the tiger warrior pajamas on his body, this would have been a very intimidating look.

After a few breaths, he spoke: "But this is contrary to my core interests."

King Lu shook his head: "My brother is stupid, is this useless to the emperor?"

Wanli raised his fingers and tapped twice on the table, and asked, "Do you know how many ships the imperial court sent in a year? How many people went to sea?"

"This year, 400 Guangzhou Prefecture in Guangdong, 400 Quanzhou Prefecture in Fujian, 200 Songjiang Prefecture in Zhili, 870 Hejian Prefecture in Zhili, 960 Shuntian, five imperial prefectures opened, and the number of quasi-sea ships increased day by day. Last year, 2,500 people were admitted to sea, and this year it has increased to nearly 3,000."

"There is not only those who lead the lead to the sea, and even if you only count these three thousand ships, do you know how many people are?"

Wanli said heavily: "If each ship has 60 people, it will be more than 150,000 people, but these ships often carry nearly 100 crews. Because the imperial ship quotation system stipulates the number of ships, even the people try to build the ships as large as possible. Now coastal merchants have 200 people carrying personnel and 500,000 cargoes and 1,000-strong ships."

"Maritime trade will bring prosperity and gold and silver. But every year, 200,000 people go to sea, and 677 to come back a year later, but in the next year, there will still be 200,000 to sea. Some of them live overseas as businessmen and start kilns. Some of them die in maritime affairs and become lonely ghosts. The world is so big that nearly one million people work in maritime affairs. How many people do they need to produce what they buy and sell?"

Wanli knew these data well and tempted Lu Wang Xunsheng: "Do you know what will happen if you send more ships to lead them?"

"The fields are no longer plowed. It is difficult to find enough people willing to be tenant farmers in the richest land in the southeast. There is no other way to buy plough horses. From Songjiang Kaifu, do you know how the fields in Xuge's home are cultivated?"

Wanli said and said with a smile: "His son asked Mr. Zhang to ask Mr. Huode Xingjun's strength. Their land sold for 100,000 acres. Eighty Huode Xingjun were invited to cultivate his 40,000 acres of grain fields, because the charcoal that the Huode Xingjun ate was more cost-effective than hiring a tenant farmer."

King Lu widened his eyes: "There is 140,000 acres of land in his home?"

Master Wanli raised his fingers covering the tiger claws of Zhangrong and put them in front of him: "No, no, no, his family has 240,000 mu of mulberry fields, and the remaining 100,000 mu are mulberry fields and cotton fields. Yes, in the five-year plan, these are called economic crops."

"The maritime affairs are so serious." Wanli said with emotion: "Suppressing land annexation is far better than Hai Rui."

In fact, many things here also confused Wanli. He didn't understand why the trend of land annexation at the beginning of industry was obviously developing with a stronger momentum, but suddenly it seemed that everything had changed, and the landlords spit out the land one after another.

Xu Jie is not an isolated case. There are such a phenomenon everywhere. It’s just that the scale of land owned by Xu Jie makes him the largest typical example.

Even if he released 100,000 acres of fertile land, he was still the world's leading landlord.

This should not be the power of industry. In the book left by Chen Mu to the emperor, it is clearly stated that industry does not have the ability to suppress land annexation, and can only give the poor people who have lost their land due to annexation a way out, so that they will not be without food and clothing even if they have no land.

It may even exacerbate the emergence of large landlords, because once an uncontrollable disaster year occurs, as long as local officials open the gates, the poor people will sell their only land on the road for a bite of food they eat on the road.

This is completely different from the past. In the past, the people had no other choice. After selling the land, they would be hired by the landlords on the spot to seek a living meal. They would turn from self-cultivated farmers into hired farmers. Therefore, even the gentry and powerful people did not think of other means to enforce the land. As the disaster occurred, the land in their hands would gradually grow.

This is because in the same disaster year, ordinary self-cultivated farmers and big landlords have different abilities to fight disasters.

But now the landlords can still obtain land, but they find it difficult to get manpower to cultivate land for him.

There are legends about commissions from coastal provinces and the North and South Military Weapon Bureaus in all parts of the world. Some say that the coastal textile factory has two taels of silver per month, while others say that the porters from the Military Weapon Bureaus have three cents of silver per day.

There is also a mine transport team from Shanxi, two four mule carts and two grooms and four strong men. They can earn three taels of silver by walking twice a month.

Who will farm for you?

"No one farms, what are my people eating?"

"There is something to eat." After listening for a long time, Lu Wang could hear something he understood: "The Nanyang Beijing Transportation will have more than 6 million stones a year, which is more than the summer tax."

Wanli: "Bad! That's tax. Do you let the people eat taxes? What's more, no matter how much food is transported, it can fill the mouths of my 60 million people?"

In fact, he was skeptical about the number of 6,692,856 people counted by the Ministry of Revenue last year.

In recent years, the land of 280 million mu have been cleared, which is more than half of the previous total land.

The land that is determined to be there can be hidden, and the people who run around with their legs and feet?

"I am not short of money, and the court is not short of money now. No matter how much it is, it is just a icing on the cake. This is no longer my core interest. Overseas trade can develop naturally."

Wanli said, raised his hand and pointed to his heart, saying, "I have to let the people eat enough and balance it between encouraging agriculture and encouraging commerce. Even if the amount of rice and grain is transported in the sea, how can I eat my world overseas?"

"In this world, officials who do business are not scary. I can take back their wealth and authority if I want to. They are unhappy and let them cause trouble for me; only those who farm, those who work, and those who hold knives are my core interests, I have decided."

"Taxes are collected from merchants in coastal provinces, and customs duties are charged two cents, and factories in various places are charged one cent. The three cents should be 100,000 taels of silver per year. They should be used to repair toilets for my workers, build pharmacies, and set factory dormitory standards - Which factory dares to cause epidemics because of poor food and unclean living, and arrest the merchant first and search the house to provide disaster relief and treatment."
Chapter completed!