With a sly smile on Li Chengfeng's face, he said: "Wei Zheng, my prince remembers that you have a garment workshop on Chang'an Avenue, and the annual turnover is about 3000 gold, right?"

"What? Eighth Prince, how did you know about this?"

"Ding, the shock from Wei Zheng, naughty value +50!"

At this moment, Wei Zheng felt a headache all over his body.

In order to avoid tax, Wei Zheng also put the garment workshop in his nephew's name, but all the money earned by the garment workshop went into Wei Zheng's pocket.

Even the emperor didn't know about this matter, but how could the eighth prince know?

Li Chengfeng said: "How do I know, don't ask any more questions! But the fact is that, you have also evaded taxes! And I also know that your garment workshop has been open for about ten years! With a tax rate of 3 points, you need to pay 1,000 gold in taxes every year on average, so Wei Zheng owes Datang a total of 10,000 gold in taxes, so pay the money Zheng Guogong!"

"This, this, this..."

After Wei Zheng heard this, his hands began to tremble.

He really didn't expect that the Eighth Prince could even calculate the annual turnover of his garment workshop clearly?

Li Chengfeng continued: "What's the matter Zheng Guogong, do you still want to evade taxes? At this critical juncture, the common people are struggling to survive, but you still think about making money? Do you want me to tell you about this matter? My father, let him take over your garment workshop?"

"No, I don't dare, I will follow your instructions and make up for the money that has been evaded in the past ten years! I will go home and get the money!"

"Well, okay, hurry up, I'll wait for you here!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng crossed his legs, sat on the table and chair beside him, and said, "Eunuch Wu, I'm hungry, go get something to eat!"

"Okay Eighth Prince, I will prepare for you now!"

…

After Li Chengfeng had his breakfast, Wei Zheng ordered two servants to carry a large box to the Prince Zhen's Mansion.

Wei Zheng hurriedly came to Li Chengfeng's side, and said, "Eighth Prince, the old minister has made up all the money that has been evaded from taxes in the past ten years! Eighth Prince, would you like to count the entire 10,000 gold?"

Li Chengfeng opened the big box and looked, good guy, the box is full of gold nuggets, a total of 10,000 gold.

This old man Wei Zheng, it seems that he has made a lot of money all these years, hasn't he?

However, Wei Zheng made money through the garment workshop he opened, so he made money through formal channels.

This old man Wei Zheng felt a pain when he lost 900 gold to him last time. So he is so rich?

"It's just a matter of counting. I believe that Zheng Guogong will definitely play a leading role in taking the lead! Eunuch Wu, take the money for me!"

"Yes, Eighth Prince!"

Soon, Eunuch Wu accepted the 10,000 gold from Wei Zheng.

Together with Wei Zheng, Li Chengfeng walked out of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and went to collect taxes from other ministers.

Li Chengfeng gave Wei Zheng a small notebook and a watercolor pen, and said, "Zheng Guogong, wait a moment, write down the name and amount of the person who pays the taxes on it! And also indicate where the taxes come from." Come! Do you know?"

"Good Eighth Prince, the old minister knows what to do!"

According to what Li Chengfeng said, Wei Zheng began to write in the small book.

I saw him write on it: Wei Zheng: Chang'an City Garment Workshop, 10,000 gold in tax repayment!

After finishing writing, Wei Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face.

Li Chengfeng put his hands behind his back and said, "Duke Zheng, Duke Zheng, you are still evading taxes while the country is in crisis? It's really shameful!"

Wei Zheng blushed, and said: "This is the old minister's mistake, the old minister knows his mistake, and the old minister will make up the tax every year in the future!"

"Well, my father gave you the opportunity to open a factory and start a business, so your taxes must be handed in!"

"Yes, yes, the Eighth Prince is right!"

"Also, the people are suffering from natural disasters, severe drought, and starvation, so it's not too much for you to donate more money! What's more, my father just asked you to make up for the taxes that you didn't pay before!"

"Yes, what the Eighth Prince said makes sense, the old minister knows his mistake!"

"Well, if you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it!"

Like a little adult, Li Chengfeng was educating Wei Zheng along the way.

Wei Zheng could only nod his head in promise, not daring to say more.

After all, he was the one who made the mistake first!

…

Li Shimin asked Li Chengfeng to collect taxes, but he did not notify those court officials in advance.

Because Li Shimin knew that those ministers were very shrewd.

If it is said in advance that they have revised all the bills in their account books, there will be no way to verify it!

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng turned his head to look at Wei Zheng, and said, "Mr. Zheng, there should be many friends around you, like you, who have opened a lot of agricultural factories among the people, right?"

"This, yes, as the eighth prince said, there are also the iron mines of Duke Lu's family, the pastures of Duke Zhao's family, etc. Although they pay taxes every year, they will report less taxes, which is to say, tax evasion !"

"Well, good, then let's go to Duke Lu's house first!"

"Okay~lightnovelpub.net~Eighth Prince!"

At this moment, Wei Zheng was already on the same team as Li Chengfeng.

And Wei Zheng, who had paid back 10,000 in taxes, walked like a tiger and a tiger, open and aboveboard.

Hmph, the old man no longer owes taxes, so the old man is open-minded from now on, and he doesn't need to go to the garment workshop in Chang'an City in secret!

…

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng and Wei Zheng came to Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin's home.

"The Eighth Prince is here!"

When Wei Zheng called out, the servants of Duke Lu's mansion immediately opened the door to greet him.

A fat, dark man walked out of Duke Lu's mansion.

Cheng Yaojin bowed slightly to Li Chengfeng, and said: "Cheng Yaojin welcomes the Eighth Prince to the humble house!"

"Okay, okay, get up, Cheng Yaojin!"

"Yes, the old minister thanked the Eighth Prince!"

Cheng Yaojin raised his head and saw that Wei Zheng was still following Li Chengfeng, his brows twitched instantly, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Li Chengfeng looked at Cheng Yaojin and asked, "Mr. Lu, do you know why we are here at your house this time?"

"Why? This, the old minister doesn't know! Could it be that I need some help from the old minister?"

"Wrong, we are here to find you, to collect taxes!"

Li Chengfeng smiled lightly.

Cheng Yaojin's complexion changed instantly, and he said: "Isn't it the eighth prince? Collect taxes? The old minister will pay 1,000 gold in taxes to the emperor every year. Old minister, there is no tax evasion? Why do you still come to me to pay the tax?"

"Whether you hand it in will be handed in, but whether you hand it in more or less, no one knows! But I know that among you, Lord Lu, you control an iron mine in the south city of Chang'an, and you can get money from it every year. Make a lot of money!"

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