In fact, the cost of plundering Hu silk from silkworm farmers is extremely low, and the extra income is nearly one hundred thousand taels of silver every year, which is not a lot.
It can be seen from this that Longqing's annual tax revenue was only 20,000 taels of silver.
Chen Donghai said that to emphasize the weight of what he said.
If he really gave up so much money, he would definitely be heartbroken and even life-threatening.
After saying this, he got the reaction he expected.
I saw that all these people here could not sit still, even his opponent Wang Donglei was the same.
Then Wang Donglei asked a little worriedly: "What is their purpose in coming to our Nanxun Town?"
After hearing this, the chief shopkeeper of Beijing Bank seemed to have thought of something.
Although he also looked at Chen Donghai, his face was obviously more worried.
Chen Donghai looked at them, his voice lowered, but his tone was more firm: "The imperial court has decreed the opening of the sea, and Hu silk is the most important sea cargo.
This is one; second, the plague-stricken people in the court He is bent on flattering the emperor.
It is said that last year, he made an impassioned speech in the court, saying that our Ming Dynasty’s taxes were too low and that we should learn from the Qing Dynasty to collect business taxes."
Having said this, he cupped his hands to the head shopkeeper of Beijing Bank and several other people and said, "You all are well-informed, so you should know that what I said is true."
Several big shopkeepers who came from political centers such as the capital and Nanjing all nodded sternly after hearing this.
"I dare to conclude that these plainclothes Jinyiwei came to our Nanxun town because they probably took a fancy to the fat Husi and wanted to collect taxes from Qianchao.
In this way, how can we make money?
This year, it will be at least more than ten million taels.
The transaction amount is, are you willing to give up this piece of fat?"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sudden silence in the lobby.
Everyone lowered their heads and thought about things, and their faces were all ugly.
It’s not that people in the south don’t pay attention to the north.
Those who are interested in the dynamics of the imperial court will naturally understand it.
As for fighting in the north, they have no interest.
Their interests are only in making money and changes in the political situation related to making money.
Considering the changes in the situation in the DPRK over the past year and more, I have to say that what Chen Donghai said is very reasonable.
Thinking that each family would lose countless money, Wang Donglei suddenly couldn't sit still.
He looked at Chen Donghai and asked: "You old fox, what can you do?
They are Jin Yiwei."
It was the first time that Chen Donghai heard that his opponent had no idea and lowered his head to ask what he meant, but Chen Donghai was not at all proud.
He glanced at the others and said with a bit of viciousness: "Of course there are ways, it just depends on whether we are all willing to work together."
"What can I do?"
Wang Donglei asked immediately after hearing this.
He didn't even know when he stood up.
The big shopkeepers seemed to understand what Chen Donghai's method was.
They were not as excited as Wang Donglei, but frowned and thought.
"There's only so much meat, but there's still an outsider coming in, or someone who's as big as the sky comes in, what else can we eat, broth?"
Chen Donghai looked at Wang Donglei, but he was eyeing those big guys from the corner of his eyes.
The shopkeeper said, "Why don't we each report the situation to the people behind us quickly and let them make a decision to see if they want to cause trouble?"
"Make trouble with him."
Wang Donglei was stunned after hearing this, and then he came back to his senses and asked a little uncertainly, "Just like the Suzhou civil uprising."
During the civil uprising in Suzhou, people like them from the neighborhood actually participated.
If there are many people, there will be no punishment for the crowd.
In the end, those in the palace just killed him, and the tax collection matter was settled.
Just give some money, introduce a few scapegoats, and give an explanation to the court, and the matter will be settled.
In comparison, the burden at this time is lighter.
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After all, there is a precedent to follow, and at that time, it was an attack on the government office, but now, it is just a private house in Nanxun Town.
The other party was still in plain clothes, so he pretended to be beaten to death, leaving the court and the emperor speechless.
It's okay to go down the stairs.
After the matter is over, you can pay to launch a few scapegoats.
Chen Donghai nodded towards his old rival and said seductively: "It depends on what you guys want.
Do you want to let Jin Yiwei take over this matter and conduct a thorough investigation to find out those of us behind the scenes, and even the people behind us?"
Those who have lost both money and money later, they still bite the bullet and spend some money to cause a uprising among the people, force the court and the emperor to submit, and cut off the extended hand."
According to what he said, these people here actually have no choice, because the pros and cons of these two answers are too obvious for them.
The head shopkeeper of Guangxing nodded first and said: "I think so."
After hearing this, the chief shopkeeper of Jingxing nodded and said: "Yes, you can also spend some more money to let the literati write more articles and spread them.
Let's say that the Jin Yiwei is relying on the emperor's minions to run rampant and have the potential to cause the apocalypse."
"Yes, what is the name of the head of Fushe?
It seems that he is named Zhang Pu, isn't he?
Didn't he write a tombstone record of five people, and he became famous for it."
The big shopkeeper from Nanjing patted his head, After thinking about it, he said, "His literary talent is first-rate.
Now that he has organized the Fushe Society and has extensive exchanges, why not give them some money to support them and let him write another article about our matter this time?"
Chen Donghai didn't understand this, and he had never heard of it.
But since the big shopkeeper from Yingtian Mansion said so, he must be right.
He nodded immediately.
Why not just spend some money?
It is worthy of the participation of those literati.
The power of the pen is very powerful.
No matter how powerful those Jin Yiwei are.
It's hard to explain, and they will have to bear the stigma even after they die, and they might even implicate the emperor and punish their family members.
Several people discussed it for a while, and then immediately sent out fast horses to report the situation here and their countermeasures.
At the same time, they immediately began to make preparations, because they knew that those behind them would definitely agree with their approach.
When this matter was handled, they had to be handled with lightning speed, otherwise there would be too many people talking, and the court would react if it happened.
If you come here, something might happen.
Little did they know that the biggest variable was actually in the house they were surrounded by.
While they were inviting scholars, mobilizing their own tribesmen, and inviting local ruffians and scoundrels from other places to join in the trouble, Emperor Chongzhen in the house became a little puzzled.
He asked Fang Zhenghua who was following him. : "Why is it so quiet outside?
There is no next step."
Fang Zhenghua was also a little puzzled.
It couldn't be that the thunder was louder and the raindrops were lighter.
Let's just leave the matter as it is, or go to the officials and say that these people were pretending to be Jin Yiwei and waiting for the government to send people to arrest them.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer.
If that were true, it would be funny: