Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei

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Looking at this vast and boundless Daheng Qiankun map, the inexplicable anxiety in the emperor's heart was uncontrollably pouring out again.

Human life is too short!

But what he wants to do is too much.

But his life is only a few decades!

Compared with the great cause in his mind, these decades are really not enough!

But many things, if he doesn't do it, can only be left to the rulers of later generations and the ministers of later generations to do.

But, can the rulers and ministers of later generations understand the necessity of the Western Regions for Daheng? It is understandable that it will take a long time for the central government to support bloodletting to maintain the rule, but it will not see the slightest return.

They will definitely not understand, just like the Ming Dynasty, the repeated abandonment of the frontier land, they can ignore the immediate pros and cons, let alone the long-term and even future pros and cons.

"Lonely, lonely..."

The emperor chuckled and looked around the hall. When he stepped forward, he saw a figure flickering at the door of the hall. Immediately, a hunched figure with a snow-stained body hurriedly appeared in the field of vision.

"Old slave, see Your Majesty!"

"came back…"

The emperor's voice was faint, which made Wang Wu's heart tremble, and he didn't know what the emperor meant.

"Get up!"

The emperor waved his hand, stepped forward, and walked into the side hall.

Wang Wu hurriedly got up, walked behind the emperor, and at the same time handed a thick booklet to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is the list of Jiangnan rebels."

The emperor took it at will, and the heavy weight of the paper book was clearly conveyed to his heart, and the emperor's eyes also circulated on the names of the pedestrians in the paper book.

Names, regions, false official positions or associations with officials, charges…

Everything is clear.

There is no doubt that since it is recorded on this paper, these people have either been decapitated or have been assigned to Yungui or Liao Province.

And the wealth accumulated by these people in their lifetimes, or over several generations, turned into numbers on this album.

Just judging from this thick list booklet, it can be clearly seen that countless people in several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River are rolling in their heads and their families are ruined!

The emperor's eyes are extremely indifferent, even indifferent.

The class struggle is so cruel.

Daheng established the country by force, has endured all difficulties, and established a new order, and this order completely conflicts with the order of the previous Ming.

And this conflict between the new and the old, Daheng won,

The old order can only be destroyed!

The winner takes all, and the loser is the loser.

Clearly, the payoff has been substantial.

Whether it is money or food, it is a terrifying number.

And this number is still increasing all the time with the net-like cleaning.

It is also obvious that this time, many people will eat a lot.

Just like the previous political purges, this emperor eats meat, and the people below eat soup.

After reading it for a long time, the emperor put down the booklet, pondered for a moment, then looked at Wang Wu, who was standing in front of him, and said slowly: "Money and grain are all in the house, you do a good job of statistics."

"Also, have you heard about the tax department recently?"

Wang Wu bowed in response: "Old slave has heard something."

The emperor tapped the table with his fingers: "The taxation department is established, and the tax payment of the Inner Court Bank is the first to be investigated."

Speaking of which, the Son of Heaven said nothing more.

"Old slave understands."

Wang Wu's heart trembled, and he quickly responded.

"Go back."

The emperor waved his hand, and his interest was waning.

"Old slave obeys."

Wang Wu bowed again and bowed respectfully.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, Wang Wu's respectful and humble demeanor slowly disappeared, and he summoned a confidant eunuch: "Immediately go to the Qianzhuang and the headquarters of various commercial banks, and let them re-examine the annual tax payment."

The **** took orders to leave, but Wang Wu's eyebrows were still full of doubts.

Since the tax system was introduced by the Great Constant, the bank and commercial banks under the Inner Court all paid taxes and silver in strict accordance with the tax system. Yes, there is absolutely no mistake, but why?

After thinking about it for only a moment, Wang Wu seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was pale.

"Kill the chicken to warn the monkey?"

"No, no, it's not me... I want to push a person with enough weight to come out..."

"Kill to..."

Wang Wu couldn't help but think of the famous business firms all over the world today, but behind them, most of them are powerful people, and tax evasion is estimated to be indispensable.

So, are they going to kill these people and show them to the newly established Tax Secretary Liwei?

Thinking of this, Wang Wu's heart was very calm.

"Eunuch Wang, are you coming back early?"

A voice sounded, obviously with a sense of teasing, but it was inexplicably gloomy. This voice, Wang Wu, should not be too familiar!

Wang Wu glanced at Erdezi who was smiling, a coldness appeared in his eyes, but soon disappeared without a trace.

"Why, what are we doing at home, why do we have to report to you, this little beast?"

"you…"

Er Dezi's expression suddenly gloomy, but strangely, Erdezi soon returned to his smiling appearance, glanced at the little **** beside Wang Wu, and then looked at Wang Wu: "Unfortunately, there are some Man, it's just stupid..."

Leaving an inexplicable sentence, Erdezi left with a smile.

Wang Wu looked at Er Dezi gloomily for a moment, his expression suddenly changed, he looked at the younger son beside him, and asked, "Did you do something behind my back?"

"I... how can I have..."

The little **** shook his head immediately.

Wang Wu was still a little unconvinced. He still knew Er Dezi very well. He was like a poisonous snake.

"you sure?"

"Really, what can I do, run around with you every day..."

Halfway through the explanation, the little **** seemed to remember something, and his expression was obviously unnatural~www.wuxiahere.com~ It's over! "

Seeing his youngest son's appearance, Wang Wu's heart trembled, and he slapped the little **** to the ground with a slap, and asked almost hysterically, "You...what the **** did you do!"

"I... I just changed the tax book for the big 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, the red circle is there, and it is clear what can be done and what cannot be done.

Tax is a red line, if you touch it, you should be punished, you should be killed...

What if...change the tax book in the warehouse?

Wang Wu slumped on the ground, looking at his overwhelmed young son, but he couldn't help laughing miserably, calculating and fighting for his entire life, and in the end the one who stabbed him fiercely in the back turned out to be his own incompetent son.

It's really not ironic.

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