Yingtian Prefecture, Shangyuan County.

County Magistrate Wang Qingji was inviting more than a dozen big households, and the banquet was naturally full of laughter. Wang Qingji politely asked these big households to support the county magistrate's office and paid the summer tax in full.

These big-name people looked around and said to him, smiling like Maitreya Buddha, without a single word of truth.

Wang Qingji was not in a hurry and continued to be polite. It won’t take long for these big players to sit still.

The so-called "no profit, no early gain", these officials understand the truth even more. Wang Qingji called them over and said some painless words, which was completely unreasonable.

Several big-name investors looked at each other unconsciously, their eyes were quietly alert, and their smiles became stronger and stronger.

Wang Qingji was born in the Royal Yuan and was also a student of the previous three terms. After years of officialdom, he was a good show of observing words and expressions. He could not see through these people. After drinking for three rounds, everyone was a little drunk and blushed.

Wang Qingji then shaved his teeth and said leisurely: "I heard that you have suddenly bought a lot of land in Shangyuan and Yingtian Mansion, and your methods are a little bit unremarkable?"

Everyone was shocked and sobered up a lot, staring at Wang Qingji seriously.

They are not really big investors, but there are so many "big investors" smaller than them. Since they want to make a fortune from the court, they naturally cannot sell their own land. They can use both soft and hard methods to buy others' people with coercion and temptation. This is naturally the only way to do it.

During this period, the land in Shangyuan County was rapidly annexed and concentrated, with as many as 70 to 80% of the land in the hands of the top 100 households, and this concentration was still growing rapidly, with no sign of stopping.

What these people do is naturally a business that is stable and profitable. Even if they cannot make a fortune from the court, if they have land in their hands, they will be rich and prosperous and the blessings of their descendants.

The only risk is that the court. After all, their means are not bright, or they are never clean. As long as the court wants to deal with them, no one can escape.

However, now they are in a group, and there are too many people. Not to mention Shangyuan County, Yingtian Prefecture, and Nanzhili, there are so many people doing this. The law does not blame the public!

Although vigilant, but not so afraid.

A big belly old man said with a smile: "Mr. Wang is joking. Some people think that the years are not good and they can't grow things in the fields. So they have to sell the land and support their families. I also want to help, so I barely take it away."

"Yes, Lord Wang, the natural disaster is too serious now. Not only do they want to sell it, but I want to sell it. The farming cost is too high and I can't grow anything. I'm almost worried. I wonder if the yamen can apply for a tax reduction from the court?"

"Mr. Wang, I heard... the yamen wants to collect land? That's great. My land is willing to sell it to the court at 80% of the market price. It can be said that we have received a lot of favor from the emperor and have a little reward..."

"Sir, no matter whether it is the people or the court, as long as we can help, we will be absolutely fine. I can even sell my ancestral property to the yamen. Please feel our sincere desire to serve the country..."

Wang Qingji's eyelids twitched when he heard this. The shamelessness of these people exceeded his expectations!

The land price in Shangyuan County has been raised more than doubled. Not to mention 80% or 50% is also a big profit!

‘If you want to take advantage of the court, you are not afraid of breaking your front teeth!’

Wang Qingji's face turned red and his mind was extremely calm. He held the wine glass and said shakingly: "It's good that you have this intention. Now the court is extremely firm in the "new policy". Anyone who wants to take advantage of the court must consider it clearly. Three days later, the prefect's office will set up a land collection department. The price is about the sixth year of Jingzheng, and you don't want 80% of it to be a few. Go back and prepare the land deeds, clear the land acres, and wait for the servants to check it."

The sixth year of Jingzheng!

Everyone was shocked and their scalp was numb.

The price of Jingzheng in six years was only about fifteen taels per acre of land. Although the price of land has fluctuated over the years, it has basically been rising, especially for land. Now it is thirty-seven or eight taels, and the price they charge is about seventeen or eight taels!

If Jing Zheng had land prices for six years, they would have to pay for it!

A big man knew why Wang Qingji was looking for them today, and his expression remained unchanged. He said with a smile: "Mr. Wang is joking. Not to mention the land in Nanjing, even in Shaanxi is not so cheap now. Caoren believes that the imperial court can collect it, but it still has to follow the market."

Some big-name households still seem to be smiling, but their eyes are full of vigilance and anxiety. Although they usually have five or six people, they ignore these local officials and occasionally make trouble. That is because everyone is in the same "degree" and knows the bottom line. But if they break the bottom line, they are ordinary people who cannot deal with these officials.

Wang Qingji seemed to be really drunk and shook his head and said, "Those are you, don't tell me, tell me, go to the Law Enforcement Bureau, Price Bureau, and Taxation Bureau. Have you complied with it? The Law Enforcement Bureau has filed it? Has the tax been paid? One bad thing is to copy it! OK, okay, I don't care about these. Three days later, the officials in the palace will arrive, you can explain it to them."

The big crowd looked at each other and looked frightened.

Not to mention that the court forcibly expropriating land, it would be enough for them to be troubled by the fact that they were forcibly confiscated or determined that such transactions were illegal.

With the two mouths of Guan, they have the final say!

These big players were all panic in their hearts for a moment, and they couldn't calm down their faces any longer.

Wang Qingji saw everything in his eyes, sneered in his heart, still drunk on his face, raised his wine glass and said, "These are all things to say. Come on, let's only talk about the wind and moon today, regardless of the others."

A large man quickly picked up his wine glass and cooperated with a stiff smile.

Suzhou Prefecture.

A team of officials from the tax bureau, led by Liu Guangyao, head of the tax audit department, came to the gate of a huge yard outside the city.

A thin middle-aged man hurriedly came from the big iron gate, nodded and bowed, "I have seen an adult, but I don't know what happened to him?"

Liu Guangyao is a graduate of the sixth class of the Royal Court. He is in his early thirties and now he is from the sixth rank, which is considered a new generation.

He looked at the person who came, took out a document and posted it, and said lightly: "The Taxation Bureau is doing its routine official business. Are you here Jinghui Fertilizer Factory?"

The thin middle-aged man looked alert, but he said respectfully, "Yes, yes, yes, I wonder what's wrong with you sir?"

Liu Guangyao pushed him away, walked in, and said, "Are you the manager here?"

The thin middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately said, "Yes, the little Zhao Sanjing is the manager here."

Liu Guangyao smelled a pungent smell after walking a few steps, frowned slightly, and continued to look around, saying, "We are the inspection of the Lexington Department. Have you registered with the Bureau of Commerce? Is the tax bureau registered? Did the account books last year sent? Are the fertilizers safe and qualified, how many workers are there now, what are the salaries? Is the factory safe?"

Liu Guangyao asked so many questions at once, which made Zhao Sanjing feel extremely alert. This is clearly a problem!

Fortunately, he was so worldly and quietly stepped forward, quietly stuffed a few silver notes of one or two into Liu Guangyao's hands, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sir."

Liu Guangyao stopped, took out the silver notes stuffed into his sleeves, and lit them one by one in public expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!