Chapter 109 Donation
"Master Li."
"Master Wang, long time no see!"
"Master Zhao."
"Long time no see, everyone. Lord Li, Lord Wang, have you also received the invitation?"
In a side hall of Zhi Su Neishi's Mansion, twenty or thirty Qin officials in various costumes gathered and greeted each other politely.
Stay until each has said hello.
Then someone finally couldn't help asking in a low voice.
"Do you know the purpose of the one who invited me here this time?"
Hearing someone take the initiative to mention this matter, the rest of the people all moved their eyes and restrained their smiles a little.
"To be honest, the old man has no clue."
"The old man is the same."
"I've been thinking about it so far, but I haven't been able to get an answer. But I hope it's nothing serious, after all, that person has a bad temper."
Hearing this, the faces of the twenty or thirty people present could not help but change slightly.
It is obviously impossible for these people to say that they are not guilty at all. After all, I know my own affairs well, and it's fine to deceive others with some things, but I can't really deceive myself.
Although there are many people with profound backgrounds among the people invited this time, no matter how deep the background is, it doesn't mean much to that person.
After all, even Lao Ai, Lu Buwei, and Lord Changping have all fallen into his hands, and now that one is even among the top nobles of the Qin Kingdom, and he himself is one of the biggest backgrounds.
And the height is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is the one who acts recklessly.
When he was the governor of Nanjun County, he dared to command the army alone, and wiped out 27 nobles of the same line as the foreign relatives of Chu in three days.
Even later, even the Queen Mother Huayang went out in person, not only failed to do anything to the opponent, but was killed by Ying Zheng nearly 20 officials from the lineage of foreign relatives of Chu.
Who wouldn't be afraid of such murderousness?
Everyone is talking.
Only a sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and then a figure appeared from the door. Seeing this, everyone stood up and saluted.
"I'll pay my respects to Mr. Shengping!"
The figure walking in from the door was exactly Mo Jun. At this time, Mo Jun had a warm face, with a faint smile on his mouth.
Seeing everyone saluting, he said directly: "Everyone, get up! There is no need to salute too much."
Mr. Mo took a big stride and went straight to the main seat and sat down.
See here.
The rest of the people also sat down with hesitation on their faces,
Mo Jun was not in a hurry to speak. After sitting down, he first poured a cup of tea for himself, and waited until the others felt a little nervous, before Mo Jun finally said: "Everyone is invited here today because It's my honor. So in order not to waste everyone's time, I will stop talking nonsense."
"The purpose of inviting you here today is very simple. Because of the theft of the "new grain", the king intends to send troops to Zhao to seek an explanation."
"But unfortunately, the national treasury is now empty, so today's official invites you to come, mainly to ask all ministers to donate a sum of food and grass for military supplies."
Following Mo Jun's words, everyone below looked at each other in dismay.
Fortunately, we were worried for a long time before, thinking that something dirty about us was found out?
It took a long time.
That's it?
Many people breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, young people are still young, and their methods are too tender.
This way of raising food is so naive that it makes people laugh.
But I understand after thinking about it.
After all, if a country’s financial problems can be solved so simply, then why do we need so many ministers?
"It turns out that Lord Shengping came to us this time for this purpose. Since Lord Shengping has made such painstaking efforts, we, as officials of the Qin State, should naturally set an example. The old man can donate five thousand shi of grain first, as military rations .”
"The old man can also donate three thousand stones of grain, at worst, for the next six months, it will be a little frugal."
"The lower officials can also donate three thousand shi of grain..."
Seeing someone set an example, others immediately began to follow suit.
Change to the previous one.
They absolutely ignore such donations.
But the person who spoke now is Mo Jun. Now that the opponent is powerful, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts in the future, they also choose to take a step back.
Anyway, it’s like spending a few thousand shi of grain to coax this Lord Shengping.
What's more, a few thousand shi of grain is just a drop in the bucket for them.
Twenty or thirty people pieced together.
In the end, seven or eighty thousand shi of grain was collected.
After everyone set an example, Mo Jun's expression did not change at all, he just spit out the tea in his mouth casually, and said slowly: "I have already received your dedication to serve the country. But...・Is this amount too small?"
Heard this.
Everyone below looked at each other.
Immediately, a middle-aged man with protruding cheekbones and a mustache stood up, hugged Mo Jun as a salute, and then showed embarrassment: "Mr. Shengping, I don't want to donate more For food, our family is really poor. The annual salary of the imperial court is only a few hundred shi of food, and now these are the savings that my family has accumulated for several years."
"Yeah yeah!"
"Now these are all my savings. If we donate again, the family will really be in trouble!"
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A group of people catered one after another, and they all began to sell badly.
Mr. Mo watched the performance of the crowd with no expression on his face, until the people below gradually quieted down, he asked back: "All the savings accumulated at home? Why does the result of my investigation seem to be quite different from what you said!"
Mr. Mo looked at the middle-aged man with prominent cheekbones and a mustache who stood up before and asked.
"Xiaguan Qian Shanjia."
"It turned out to be Mr. Qian. If I remember correctly, Mr. Qian's family has opened four grain shops, three cloth shops, one inn, and one antique shop in Xianyang alone."
Mo Jun said, and slowly took out a roll of bamboo slips from the side, and continued: "In the seven years of Qin Wangzheng, Mr. Qian has already made a profit of 3,000 gold coins just in the shop in Xianyang. In the eighth year of Qin Wangzheng, he has made a profit of 3,500 gold coins .In the nine years of Qin Wangzheng, the profit was 3,300 gold coins..."
"Until now, the shops in Mr. Qian's house have made a total profit of 69,311 gold coins."
"According to the Great Qin Commercial Tax Law."
"Even if the odds are erased, the tax payable by Mr. Qian's shop should still be 13,800 gold coins."
"However, the tax that Mr. Qian's family has paid now is only 2,320 gold coins. Not even a fraction of the actual business tax that should be paid."
"Master Qian, I don't know how you can explain it?"
Mr. Mo's tone was neither hasty nor slow when he spoke, without even a trace of unnecessary emotional fluctuations.
However, ever since Mo Jun revealed the annual profit of his shop, Qian Shanjia's complexion has gradually lost its color, until finally when Mo Jun reported all the taxes that Qian Shanjia failed to pay, Qian Shanjia's complexion turned pale. It turned pale, and the whole person froze in place.
Seeing Qian Shanjia's expression, the rest of the people suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
For a while.
I saw Qian Shanjia's hoarse voice, and said unwillingly.
"How did you find out?"
Although the profit amount of his own shop is hidden, if he tries to find out, it is not impossible to find out at all.
What really puzzled him was that among the taxes paid to the Qin State, he had clearly managed the manpower and made the books perfect.
Even if the profit amount is found out, if you compare it with the books, you should not be able to find any problems.
Mr. Mo stretched out his thumb and forefinger, made a slight gesture, and said, "Master Qian, the account book you hired someone to do is really good, but unfortunately it is still a little bit worse than the official."
After finishing speaking, Mo Jun looked at the other people below, and continued: "You don't really think that I came to you today just to donate food, right? If you really have such a feeling in your heart If you don’t think about it, the official can only say that you are too naive to be an official.”
Hearing Mo Jun's words, the faces of the people below couldn't help changing slightly.
But before they could say anything more, Mo Jun's tone turned cold, and he said, "I've reached this point in what I've said, and you all must have understood the real purpose of my trip to find you."
"The face has been given to you. So I will not talk nonsense next, ten days, I will give you ten days, as long as you return twice the money you evaded taxes before, this matter can be regarded as never It didn't happen."
"Otherwise... don't blame me for being ruthless."
Drop the last sentence.
Mr. Mo immediately stood up, intending to leave the side hall.
But just as he walked to the door, he seemed to think of something again. He stopped abruptly, turned around and said, "By the way, I almost forgot to mention it. You can also try to find the people behind you to put pressure on me. But...it's best not to let the officer find out who did it, after all, I'm a small-minded person, and if I don't take revenge, I'll panic in my heart."
Hearing Mo Jun's last words, the expressions of the few people in the side hall who had just had a little thought in their hearts suddenly changed.
to be honest.
Many of them really had some thoughts in their hearts just now.
After all, they don’t care about a few thousand shi of grain, but this time, if they really have to pay twice the amount of tax evasion before, it is estimated that at least 20,000 gold coins will be needed, which is more than 200,000 shi of grain.
So many assets are handed over to others for no reason, even they will feel pain.
not to mention.
Among them, many of the shops and grain shops opened by them are not their own business.
In these businesses, at least half or even more than 70% of the profits each year will be used to support the higher-level people and manage all aspects.
If you suddenly spend so much money at one time this time, you don’t know how many people will be involved and their interests will be damaged.
Now that Qin's unilateral forces want to compete with Mo Jun, it is indeed difficult.
But if multiple parties exert pressure at the same time, there may not be no chance.
However, Mo Jun's last sentence just now dispelled the thoughts of many people in an instant.
Mr. Mo's meaning just now is already obvious. If someone behind him really dares to find trouble for him, it is not clear whether the people behind them will have trouble, but these people will definitely usher in the crazy revenge of the other party.
After all, if the other party really wants to talk this time, they have already let them go.
Otherwise, if the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty are completely followed, the lightest punishment for tax evasion reaching more than 100,000 shiliang is dismissal. It is normal to be sent directly to death row if the punishment is a little harsher.
"Everyone, go slowly, the old man has to take a step first."
The atmosphere in the side hall was quiet for a moment, and finally someone stood up and walked out the door first. This person was Qian Shanjia.
"Master Qian, you..."
"The old man is getting older, so he won't continue to mix in."
Qian Shanjia paused, then turned around slightly, revealing a slightly pale face, and said to the crowd.
His meaning is already obvious, he does not intend to continue to trouble Mo Jun, but is going home to raise money honestly.
Heard this.
The rest were also slightly silent.
After a while.
Another person stood up, bowed to everyone, and said.
"The next official has to go back and re-account the books, so I leave."
"In that case, the old man is leaving too."
"I will not send it away."
With the first one taking the lead, the rest of the people quickly made their decisions.
20,000 gold coins can be said to be more or less, and most of the people present can take them out with gritted teeth.
Besides, Mr. Mo also promised them that as long as they get the money this time, they can forget the past. For the money, it is obviously not a wise choice to fight Mo Jun, the powerful "Sheng Ping Jun".
But obviously, not everyone in this world is smart.
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(end of this chapter)