Chapter 1006: They all say they don

If it were Fan Yuanshan's personal enjoyment, he could stick to it with his own will, but the predicament he encountered was not just his own.

His father-in-law, who helped him greatly, gave him the opportunity to read. His wife's idea was just to make her father more decent on his sixtieth birthday;

The child is going to school. If you fall behind one step, you will fall behind step by step;

Filial piety and the education of descendants, for a Great Ming person, the test is really too severe.

Fan Yuanshan's salary is twenty-eight silver per year. If you add the assessment silver, he can get thirty-six silver per year, almost the same annual salary as the elite soldiers who need to fight on the battlefield. If Fan Yuanshan were not in the capital, so much silver would be enough for him to solve all the predicaments.

But he is in the capital. Now he only needs to raise his hand slightly, and there will be a lot of silver in his pocket.

There is a voice in his ear, constantly saying to him: just do it once, just this once, it is fifty years of salary, and everything is no longer a problem.

"Phew, finally finished sorting out. Pack up and go to rest." Fan Yuanshan did not raise his hand, but circled all the problems in the accounts and wrote an investigation report, which would be presented to his superior, the Tax Audit Battalion Commander, tomorrow.

Why not raise the muzzle one inch, let this Chen Sugar Workshop pay 12,000 taels of silver less, let Chen Sugar's life be better, so that they can give profits to the people who buy sugar, and give the craftsmen more labor remuneration!

This is clearly a win-win situation. Fan Yuanshan has to show off his official power. The imperial court collects this silver, and Chen Sugar can only squeeze downwards, squeezing all the silver back!

First, even if the muzzle is raised one inch, this silver is still in the hands of the Chen Sugar owner. The Chen Sugar owner will not give any profit, let alone let the craftsmen have a better life;

Secondly, this is the tax that the Chen Sugar Workshop evaded. The Tax Audit Institute is investigating, and it is the account owed by the Chen Sugar owners for evading the taxes that should have been paid. This is an owed account, not an overcharge;

Finally, the Chen Sugar Workshop squeezes downwards, and naturally there will be an invisible big hand to regulate it, making it unable to obtain enough market. The craftsmen are dissatisfied with the labor remuneration and choose to leave Chen Sugar. The Chen Sugar Workshop will fall into operational difficulties.

The Great Ming capital and Songjiang Prefecture are places where the commodity economy has completed its transformation. The production relations here are mainly large-scale free employment, not the strong personal attachment of the past. When you come to your shop and become an apprentice, you need to be grateful, and even be a cow or horse for a lifetime.

That is the relationship between slave owners and slaves. I sell labor, and you pay remuneration. It is a matter of course. This is not a gift.

Fan Yuanshan was about to turn off the lime spray lamp when a figure walked in.

"Fan Sihui, busy?" Zhao Mengyou walked in with two battalion commanders and said with a smile, "I saw your light was still on here, so I came over to see."

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Seen the Tishuai." Fan Yuanshan cupped his hands to the level of his eyes and bowed to see the ceremony. He stood up straight and said with a smile, "The Chen Sugar account has just been finished."

Zhao Mengyou took the document from Fan Yuanshan and scanned it a few times, frowned and said, "This Chen Sugar matter is a hot potato. The accountants in our institute are avoiding it, fearing that trouble will come to them. Finally, it fell on Fan Sihui."

"The big owner of Chen Sugar can be considered a person who can reach the sky. He has some relationship with the Wu Ding Hou Fu. You are quite bold."

All the clues were found by the Tax Audit Embroidered Uniform Guards. In the preliminary investigation, there was a preliminary estimate of the scale of tax evasion, but how much can be found out sometimes depends on human feelings.

There is a street in the West City of the Great Ming, which is Wu Ding Marquis Street. This is one of the truly powerful and influential families of the Great Ming. During the Renzong period, there was also a Consort Guo.

Renzong's Empress Zhang and Consort Guo fought for favor. Renzong passed away from illness, and Empress Zhang put Consort Guo on the list of those to be buried with the dead, which caused some trouble.

"Tishuai is joking. This Chen Sugar indeed has some relationship with the Hou Fu, but this tax evasion was not instructed by the Marquis. If the Marquis pursues it, he will pursue the Chen Sugar owner, not me, a clerk who works for His Majesty." Fan Yuanshan was not very worried. The Wu Ding Marquis would not make trouble for him. Making trouble for him is equivalent to saying that stealing the imperial court's silver is instructed by his Marquis.

The Wu Ding Marquis is powerful, but Wu Xun Li Wei and His Majesty's maternal grandfather were also severely punished for stealing the imperial court's money and His Majesty's money.

"Fan Sihui understands." Zhao Mengyou shook his sleeves and said with a smile, "I originally planned to find you tomorrow. When I was patrolling, I saw your light was still on, so I will give it to you today, so that you don't have to worry about this matter all the time."

"This is the house deed of Dashi Yongfang. Take a look. If there is no problem, sign here and stamp it."

Fan Yuanshan took the house deed with a heavy expression, feeling his heartbeat speed up by several points. The matter of distributing houses has been rumored for a long time. It has been rumored for so long, and this official residence has just been built, and there is actually a share for him, Fan Yuanshan?!

His Majesty really wants to distribute houses!

But the wife always said that if relatives and classmates came to visit at home, it would be a bit shabby, and she would not give up, just wanted to buy.

In the past, his wife was a very frugal person. If her clothes were worn out, she would put on patches and continue to wear them, and she would always say, "Sew and mend for another three years." Later, he became a Juren, and his wife still did her own thing, even a bit stingy.

Since he became a ninth-rank Sihui, it seems that everything is changing. His wife has changed, and nothing can be worse, for fear of being looked down upon.

Fan Yuanshan repeatedly said no need. Public affairs are done in the office, and only those with deep private friendship will come to visit at home. With deep private friendship, how can they look down on him because of some furniture?

Fan Yuanshan could not understand his wife's thoughts at all.

Besides, there are many things that make Fan Yuanshan helpless. For example, when the child is sick, he doesn't go to the Huimin Pharmacy of the Imperial Hospital, but to some medical clinics in some unknown corners. The reason is always that good wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and good wine is in the alleys.

This minor illness dragged on into a serious illness, and finally had to take medicine at the Huimin Pharmacy.

These things are really too many, so many that Fan Yuanshan felt heartfelt fatigue. In fact, the reason, Fan Yuanshan knows very well, everything is because his wife's knowledge is a bit short-sighted.

He is not trying to change, he is already thirty, and his wife is only two years younger than him. She has long formed a stable thinking logic and is already very difficult to change.

"Fan Censor, this is the "Contradiction Theory" sent by Miss Lin, saying it is the official edition of the Sanjing Factory in the third year of Wanli." Fan Yuanshan's secretary took a book and a letter and put them on the table.

The secretary had just graduated from the Capital University and was full of energy and had ideas. Fan Yuanshan worked day and night, and this secretary lived directly in the official residence of the office.

If Fan Yuanshan's three-year assessment is top-notch, the secretary can be transferred to a ninth-rank Sihui, officially get the official status, and can take Fan Yuanshan's road.

In the secretary's eyes, Fan Censor is a very amazing person, fair and honest, and majestic without anger.

"Zhao Siwu, return the book. This one costs twenty-seven silver, I have no blessing to enjoy it." Fan Yuanshan opened the book and looked at it, then handed it back.

Like it, but can't have it.

In the second year of Wanli, the first edition of Contradiction Theory was published. That year, a total of 4,000 copies were printed. Later, Yuanfu revised Contradiction Theory again, deleting many words that were relatively taboo and affected His Majesty's sanctity, and also made a lot of revisions. After the revision, Zhang Juzheng was saying all the confused words, and His Majesty was wise everywhere.

The first edition of Contradiction Theory revealed a fundamental fact, that is, His Majesty in the early years of Wanli, although wise by nature, was relatively naive in politics.

This first edition is very precious, even copies are very expensive.

This Miss Lin is the beauty in the beauty trap. This Miss Lin is very special. Miss Lin is not only young and beautiful, but also has a deep understanding of Contradiction Theory.

She is different. She understands Contradiction Theory.

"This letter, it's not necessary." The secretary was also startled when he heard that the book was so expensive. He thought it was a gift from a friend, so he accepted it, but this letter could not be counted as bribery.

Fan Yuanshan opened the letter, looked at it for a while, put it on the table, and sighed heavily.

"Fan Censor, busy first, the subordinate will leave first." The secretary saw that Fan Censor's expression was wrong, so he left hurriedly. It is better to ask less about the superior's private affairs.

"This beauty trap is really hard to guard against." Fan Yuanshan looked at the moon and stars outside the window, his expression heavy.

This Miss Lin really has a sense of proportion. She sent the book and letter to the secretary just to show that it was open and aboveboard, telling everyone that there was nothing dirty here, clean and clear.

It was precisely by sending it through the secretary that it appeared generous.

After the Wanli Reform, the atmosphere of the Great Ming gradually opened up. Some women from official families also read books, some even called themselves full of knowledge, and had many insights into many things, quite like the female poet Li Qingzhao.

This Miss Lin is only eighteen years old this year. She is a woman who grew up in the Wanli Reform. Her personality is very cheerful, and her actions are quite generous.

The content of the letter is also very clean. It was just that after they met by chance last time, she asked some questions she didn't understand. At that time, Fan Yuanshan gave some brief answers. After she went home, she carefully understood what Fan Yuanshan said and wrote her insights.

For example, the principle of contradiction succession, contradiction is one after another, but always upward. For example, contradiction is everywhere, and we must prevent the excessive intensification of contradiction.

At the end of the letter, Miss Lin also talked about her distress. She is already eighteen years old, an old girl. Her family is urging her to get married, but once she gets married, she can't continue to be a female teacher in the family school.

Miss Lin teaches in a family school at Xizhimen. Fan Yuanshan knows this family school very well. It is a private school built by a rich family that moved to the capital in the Dacu Garden area outside Xizhimen, called Xishan Shou Shan Academy, with more than 1,400 students, both male and female.

This academy teaches the Hundred Schools of Thought, calculation, Contradiction Theory, public-private theory, and production theory. It is famous far and near. Even the luxurious families in Shanxi send their children to study here from thousands of miles away.

Miss Lin's talent can naturally teach in this family school, but once she gets married, it is not very good to show her face again, and she needs the husband's permission. Miss Lin is naturally quite worried.

"Coincidence?" Fan Yuanshan's hand tapped lightly on the table. He is not good at drilling, does not like socializing, but some things cannot be pushed away. He can only go to participate. During the social engagement, he went to the courtyard to rest on the grounds of discomfort, and just happened to meet Miss Lin.

Just happened? How can there be so many coincidences?

This is definitely not a coincidence. He clearly knows that this is hunting.

Fan Yuanshan did not reply to the letter. He turned off the lime spray lamp and stood in front of the door, suddenly a little envious of the young secretary. He could live in the official residence of the office. It was already late at night. As long as it was this point, whether he went back or not, it was a nagging.

If he doesn't go back, his wife will nag, cry, cry that he is a heartless man, cry that he is ungrateful, cry that he is fooling around outside;

If he goes back at this time, his wife will also nag, the imperial court gives so little salary, is it worth you being so hardworking, not even taking care of the family?

Fan Yuanshan didn't answer a word, and the nagging became more dense.

His eyes always flashed with Miss Lin's gentle smile and those peach blossom eyes that seemed to be shining.

Early the next morning, Fan Yuanshan got up early. When he left, he asked his wife, "Have you made new sisters recently?"

"You are so busy that you don't go home..." The wife stopped as she said, she realized the problem.

The husband is a person, can she not know?

In the past, the husband and wife were family, now they are even like strangers.

As soon as Fan Yuanshan mentioned it, his wife finally realized something was wrong. She met a sister by chance some time ago. This sister heard about her experience and was always fighting for her. In a few words, Fan Yuanshan could have today, all because of the father-in-law's care.

But Fan Yuanshan was intelligent and wise when he was young, and he would have been helped even without the father-in-law's help. Moreover, Fan Yuanshan repaid this favor as soon as he passed the Juren exam. The husband and wife have never owed anyone.

Is it really necessary to buy those famous furniture? Do those messy rules really need to be managed by a woman? Are the child's silk and satin, those fragments, really important?

"I have to go to the point, so I'll go first. You think about it carefully." Fan Yuanshan looked at his wife's expression, said no more, and went to the office with full ease.

The key to the problem is to find the key problem. Fan Yuanshan has already found it.

The hunting against him started long ago, not starting from his promotion, but when he was in the Tax Audit Institute, someone had already started to regulate his family and his soft ribs subtly.

People's ears are soft, but if you say a few good words from your standpoint, you can win favor, and then instill a little bit, without a few days, you can turn people into another look.

This big net not only spread to him, but also to his family, simply pervasive, and extremely difficult to prevent.

The Anti-Corruption Division has a morning meeting, which is to discuss cases. All censors must participate. Lu Cabinet Minister has to participate in the court discussion, and the morning meeting is presided over by Xu Chengchu.

Today is contrary to the norm. The very efficient Xu Chengchu did not start directly, but waited quietly. Xu Chengchu didn't speak, and the seventeen censors were all quiet. After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, the punishment battalion commander walked in with two Embroidered Uniform Guards and dragged a censor away.

The censor who was taken away turned pale, and he couldn't even walk steadily, and was dragged out of the West Flower Hall by the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

All the censors looked at each other, their expressions heavy.

"Gentlemen, we are anti-corruption censors. The rules are set. Corruption crimes are increased by three degrees. The Anti-Corruption Division is a matter of great importance. The hundred officials hate it to the bone. Countless eyes are watching. Any slight disturbance will lead to impeachment. Gentlemen, take this as a warning." After the person was taken away, Xu Chengchu opened his mouth to speak.

"Censor Fan, the hour is late; I, Chen, shall escort you home." Battalion Commander Chen, having received orders from his superior, was determined to carry them out. No matter what, this hot potato had to be delivered intact; nothing could go wrong at the Tax Inspection Institute.

"Okay, let's start." Xu Chengchu started today's discussion.

After the discussion, Fan Yuanshan found Xu Chengchu, handed Miss Lin's letter to Xu Chengchu, and told Xu Chengchu everything that happened to him one by one.

"Can I return to the Tax Audit Institute? The Tax Audit Institute is clean." Fan Yuanshan finished his story and pondered for a while before saying, "Xu Censor is a student of the Quanchu Guild Hall, and the waist card was given by His Majesty himself. Everyone knows it. They dare not treat Xu Censor like this, but they dare to treat me like this."

Xu Chengchu had also been hunted, but it was much milder, and it was never so aggressive!

A big net directly covered Fan Yuanshan completely. He had nowhere to escape and nowhere to avoid. Any slight carelessness would be a disaster.

"You are right. I rely on the Quanchu Guild Hall and am a backbone official in His Majesty's eyes, a sharp blade for Hai Rui to continue fighting corruption. They dare not treat me like this," Xu Chengchu said very affirmatively, looking at the letter and those beautiful small characters. "Fan Censor has backbone, and he resisted this. Honestly, if it were me, I might have fallen into the trap."

Xu Chengchu is a Chu person. He was under Zhang Juzheng from the beginning. No one dared to do this. Zhang Juzheng was famous for protecting his calves. Doing so, Zhang Juzheng's retaliation was very ruthless.

"Thank you, Xu Censor." Fan Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, his pressure was really great.

Zhu Yijun only learned from Xu Chengchu that Fan Yuanshan was hunted like this.

"Actually spent so much money. That Miss Lin has a reputation for virtue, even I have heard of it." Zhu Yijun was quite surprised. This head is fanning the fire, and that head is digging the wall. With such means, Fan Yuanshan didn't fall into the trap.

"Your Majesty, Fan Yuanshan has talent. As soon as he arrived at the Anti-Corruption Division, all the accounts were in order. It is precisely because he has ability that he is worth spending so much money." Xu Chengchu said very affirmatively.

If Fan Yuanshan were a little incompetent, these people would not spend so much money to hunt him, because it is not worth it. 【1006-1

This conforms to the first principle of tax audit: conditional probability.

The room for the Chen Sugar Workshop to struggle is here. If you pay the tax ticket, you don't need to start the tax audit process. Chen Sugar hopes that Mr. Fan can raise his hand high, and pay as little as possible. This case is closed and will not be restarted.

Government offices are all like this. Restarting a case is very difficult.

The Tax Audit Institute has been negotiable from the beginning. This is a compromise by the imperial court to save administrative expenses, and it can also be more decent.

But the Tishuai ordered strict supervision, and the Chen Sugar Workshop did not dare to play any more tricks.

Zhu Yijun got all the case files of this small case of the Chen Sugar Workshop. He has always paid attention to his student Fan Yuanshan. Zhu Yijun has read all forty-four cases. Fan Yuanshan has lived up to the investment Zhu Yijun made in him at the beginning.

"Did the Wu Ding Marquis come?" Zhu Yijun put down the case file and asked.

A small eunuch said hurriedly, "Back to Your Majesty, he has been kneeling outside the door for almost an hour. The Wu Ding Marquis said that Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, so he knelt and waited for Your Majesty. Your Majesty can announce him whenever you think of him."

The small eunuch intended to report actively, but the Wu Ding Marquis did not allow it. The Wu Ding Marquis knelt for an hour, waiting for the Emperor to finish handling the memorials.

His Majesty's busyness is known to everyone, but if there are any other arrangements today, the lights in the Imperial Study will be on until midnight. That is, His Majesty has practiced martial arts for twenty years and has a strong body to be so hardworking.

"Announce."

"The sinful minister pays homage to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand ten thousand years." Wu Ding Marquis Guo Dacheng knelt on the ground, trembling and said, "The sinful minister only heard about the Tax Audit Institute's tax audit from the owner of the Chen Sugar Workshop yesterday. Your Majesty, please forgive me. It was caused by operational mistakes, not intentional, please forgive me."

Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said, "Exempt from courtesy. What you say is better than singing. This Chen owner dared to go to the Tax Audit Institute to move around without your support? And it was known by others and reported to me. It's shameful!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" As soon as Guo Dacheng heard exempt from courtesy, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want the Wu Ding Hou Fu to follow in the footsteps of the Wu Xun Mansion.

Guo Dacheng is the eighth-generation Wu Ding Marquis. He inherited the title in the forty-fourth year of Jiajing. In the forty-fifth year of Jiajing, he was in charge of the Red Helmet General. Since the second year of Wanli, he has not been in charge of things, specifically following the three great priests (three dukes), responsible for all kinds of sacrificial affairs of the Great Ming, and acting on behalf of the Son of Heaven to sacrifice to the Western Mountain Imperial Mausoleum, Nanjing Xiao Ling, the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, the Confucius Temple, etc.

This Chen Sugar Workshop is their family business. The younger sister of the big owner of the Chen Sugar Workshop is the maid who accompanied Guo Dacheng's wife.

It is because of this relationship with the maid that the Chen Sugar Workshop begged for mercy to get it. Otherwise, the Chen Sugar Workshop would be made difficult everywhere in doing business.

In this day and age, as long as it is a merchant group, without support, doing any business is like crossing the Flaming Mountain in the dog days, without even a place to shade.

Logically speaking, even if the Chen Sugar Workshop was confiscated for tax evasion three times, it would not be confiscated to the Wu Ding Hou Fu. Guo Dacheng should not be so terrified, but the Emperor's pursuit has never been reasonable, only talking about vine-connected joint liability. How much you eat, you have to spit it out with interest.

After Guo Dacheng knew about this, he had the heart to kill.

A business of more than 100,000 silver a year, with a profit of tens of thousands of silver, stealing more than 10,000 taels of silver is simply asking for a beating.

"Don't make things difficult for Fan Yuanshan. Fan Censor is still useful." Zhu Yijun specifically reminded that this matter ends here. If there is any follow-up, don't blame the Emperor for being ruthless.

Guo Dacheng thought for a while before answering, "The minister is terrified. Fan Yuanshan is a rare backbone official and honest official in the country. The country is in need of people. How dare the minister make things difficult for him?"

"There are honest officials, there are backbone officials, but there are few who have both. There are 120,000 officials in the officialdom, and those who have both can be counted on one's fingers."

Honest officials, backbone officials, there are really not many.

Seeing that Guo Dacheng is a reasonable person, Zhu Yijun said with a smile, "It is good that you have this heart. In the twenty-third year of Zhizheng, at the Battle of Poyang Lake, the Camp Duke was seriously injured, but he still fought to the death and did not retreat, chasing Chen Youliang and defeating the thief at Jingjiangkou; in the first year of Wu, the Camp Duke was in Taiyuan, raiding Wang Baobao's camp at night, almost capturing Wang Baobao alive."

"The Wu Ding Hou Fu shares the same fate as the country. The Wu Ding Hou Fu has also been passed down from the Hongwu period to today, and has its own family precepts. Don't make mistakes."

Wu Ding Marquis Wang Baobao was too good at running. Every time he escaped with a few riders, otherwise, there would be no later Great Ming northern expedition, which defeated the northern desert.

Zhu Yijun said that the Camp Duke Guo Ying, in the Battle of Taiyuan, Guo Ying raided Wang Baobao's camp, almost capturing this legendary Wang Run Run alive.

Guo Ying later conquered Yunnan and guarded Liaodong, escaped the Blue Jade case, and in the Jianwen period, Guo Ying also fought against the Yan King Zhu Di with Li Jinglong, but did not win. After Guo Ying died, Zhu Di, who was already the Emperor, gave Guo Ying the title of Camp Duke.

"The minister obeys the decree." Guo Dacheng bowed again. This time it was a lesson, the next time it was punishment, and the third time it was stripping the title. The Wu Xun Mansion was gone.

Guo Dacheng naturally had to absorb the experience and lessons. As long as he didn't provoke the Emperor's thunderous anger, their family could continue to inherit the title, the Great Ming would be prosperous, and their family could always be so prominent.

"The minister retires." Guo Dacheng left the Tonghe Palace Imperial Study after listening to the Emperor's admonition.

After Guo Dacheng left, Feng Bao placed the memorial of Cabinet Minister Lu Guangzu in front of the Emperor and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Cabinet Minister Lu wants to return the goods and let Fan Yuanshan return to the Tax Audit Institute."

"This was named by him. It's only the first day, and he wants to return the goods. Are state affairs a child's play? He wants to do whatever he wants?! Is the imperial court his Lu Guangzu's?" Zhu Yijun held the memorial, looking a bit dissatisfied.

Fan Yuanshan was fine in the Tax Audit Institute, and even got the house deed for the official residence.

Lu Guangzu wanted someone, but he didn't dare to say it himself. He ran to find Zhang Juzheng, and it was Zhang Juzheng who argued with the Emperor for a few sentences before he got it.

"Uh, if I were Cabinet Minister Lu, I would indeed have to return the goods." Zhu Yijun read the memorial and suddenly felt that Cabinet Minister Lu's request was not too much, because Fan Yuanshan changed into a different person after transferring from the Tax Audit Institute to the Anti-Corruption Division.

Fan Yuanshan had just arrived on the first day and said to everyone in the Anti-Corruption Division:

【Heaven does not grant people power, and the earth does not lend people profit. All titles, wealth, and ranks belong to people, and they are all given by people. Without hard work, there is no way to start the foundation, and without struggle, there is no way to consolidate the foundation. Where the struggle reaches, the power is divided; where the labor is exhausted, the profit arrives. Even the constant of life and death is not a gift from heaven, how can there be divinity?】

Zhu Yijun is the author of the third volume of class theory. He completely understood what Fan Yuanshan meant: Heaven has never granted human beings any rights. All human rights that exist are granted by people to people.

Any status, wealth, reputation, etc., are realized through labor and struggle. Where the struggle reaches, the rights reach. Human rights have no divinity, not even survival.

Fan Yuanshan not only said it, but the key is that he also did it. He believes:

Fighting corruption should mobilize officials and mobilize the people to fight corruption, find clues among the people, cast ten thousand iron boxes for grievances, and place them at the busy streets of the world's prefectures and counties. Check them every month. If the relevant authorities dare to obstruct, they will be punished with the same crime.

Each governor, patrol inspector, and censor of the Censorate will be included in the assessment.

The original intention of the Anti-Corruption Division was to curb the scale of corruption. Fan Yuanshan did this, and the movement was even greater than Zhu Yuanzhang's back then.

The iron box was placed in the busy streets, which was under the eyes of everyone. Once there was obstruction from the local authorities, the people would naturally know. The governor, patrol inspector, and censor would open the box for inspection, and naturally they could report directly, and they would also be punished with the same crime.

Joint liability involves family members.

In the imperial court, there is one mountain after another, and even one official has connections with several mountain heads, and the local area is also the same. Whether it is the imperial court or the local government office, it has never been a piece of iron.

This officialdom is the biggest vanity fair in the world.

Once the joint liability is determined, this iron box is the vortex of struggle, the tool of struggle. Countless eyes are staring at it. Any slight disturbance will be known by others.

Fan Yuanshan's method uses human nature and has a certain possibility of realization, but it cannot be used.

If this iron box is really sent down, everyone will be in danger, and the local government office will not have to do anything. Just go and fight internally.

"Fan Aiqing is indeed a bit extreme, but his idea is very good." Zhu Yijun recognized Fan Yuanshan's method very much.

He thought it could be tried, for example, arranging hundreds in the capital, and arranging hundreds in Yingtian Prefecture and Songjiang Prefecture to see the effect.

"Your Majesty, it won't work to put hundreds in the capital?" Zhu Yijun seriously pondered and asked for Feng Bao's opinion.

"Your Majesty, you can't investigate everything. What if you really find something, what should you do?" Feng Bao answered the Emperor's question.

Politics must have elasticity, just like the Tax Audit Institute's tax audit, which can also be bargained through tax tickets. Once politics loses elasticity, it will directly meet with weapons, which is very fatal.