France National Tax Bureau
Joseph turned up the Gas Lamp on the table. The white light instantly illuminated the room.
He then took out paper and pen and began to formulate a plan for tax reform: the first step was to establish Local Tax Bureau in each province.
Although tax revenue will still be controlled by Tax Farmers in the short term, it is necessary to first establish government departments, recruit staff, and familiarize themselves with the tax collection process as soon as possible.
When Joseph thought about training Tax Collector, he hesitated for a moment, but quickly wrote down on a piece of paper, "School of Economics" should be established by the Paris Police Academy to be specifically responsible for training Tax Collector.
Tax collection in this era is definitely a technical job. Knowing which taxes to collect, how to collect them, how to detect tax evasion, and even how to locate taxpayers all require extensive experience.
It can be said that Tax Collector need to be proficient in economics, law, criminal investigation and other fields. Compared with government officials, they are more like Police.
Once the Tax Farmer System is abolished, the Local Tax Bureau will immediately take over the work previously handled by the Tax Farmers. In short, whether the tax reform can proceed smoothly depends on the competence of the Tax Collector.
Joseph believed that the professionally trained Tax Collector from the Police Academy were far superior to the "wild" Taxation who relied entirely on their own experience.
In addition to the Local Tax Bureau, the France National Tax Bureau, modeled after the later IRS, was to be established.
Historically, after France abolished the Tax Farmer System, a department similar to the Local Tax Bureau was put in charge of tax collection.
National taxes, on the other hand, only appeared in the mid-19th century. They were mainly used to strengthen the country's Finance control capabilities and were a new type of economic tool that was of great significance to the balanced development of the country. Therefore, Joseph directly implemented them in France ahead of schedule.
Taxation officials in the National Tax Bureau have very high law enforcement authority, even higher than that of the Secret Police in financial matters—regardless of whether you are Nobility or a banker, they can check your accounts at any time, freeze your assets, and even directly auction off the assets of tax evaders.
The National Tax Bureau also has the power to subpoena and detain individuals or organizations with Taxation issues.
These tax departments may seem unremarkable to people in the 21st century, but they are actually the most scientific results of more than two hundred years of Taxation reforms, continuous attempts and adjustments by Europe countries.
Joseph continued writing down the Tax Bureau's operational framework from memory.
Planning, attendance regulations, tax settlement, Taxation audits, handling tax arrears...
It operates on a completely standard, modern mechanism, precise and efficient.
It's important to understand that, apart from the United Kingdom, which has some semblance of a modern tax system, other countries haven't yet escaped the feudal tax model—basically, a Taxation collector with a few henchmen goes door-to-door collecting money. Who gets shortchanged is nobody's business, and whether someone gets overpaid is entirely up to the Taxation collector, not much different from thugs collecting protection money.
After writing for an unknown amount of time, Joseph yawned and began to conceive of how to adjust taxes to better suit industrial and commercial development.
For example, levying Personal Income Tax and standardizing Consumption Tax and Value-Added Tax tax. Of course, taxes that are unsuitable for the industrial era, such as Poll Tax, Military Service Tax, and Liquor Tax, should also be abolished.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had secured the legislative power beforehand; otherwise, such a major tax adjustment would have inevitably drawn various objections.
However, these adjustments are all paving the way for France to transform from an agricultural country to an industrial country, and this tax reform will serve as a perfect opportunity to implement them simultaneously.
For the Industrial Revolution, the resistance from national systems was often greater than the resistance from technology, so tax reform, no matter how difficult, had to be completed.
It was nearly 1:30 a. m. When Eman looked at His Crown Prince, who was so tired that he was asleep on the table, his eyes were full of reverence. He quietly went over to cover him with Blankets and then turned off the Gas Lamp.
Silesia.
Eastern Liegnitz.
Hedwig, Second Regiment Commander of the Austria Royal Hendris Infantry Regiment, pressed his left shoulder, looked up at the nearly one hundred military tents neatly arranged in the distance on the open ground, and turned to his attendant beside him:
"Is this the place?"
The latter spurred his horse forward for a while and soon saw a wooden sign hanging on the fence outside the tent complex, which read "Battlefield Hospital" in both French and German.
He quickly turned around and shouted to Hedwig:
"Regiment Commander, we've arrived!"
Before long, the two arrived at the entrance of the Battlefield Hospital, whereupon two French Army soldiers on guard duty immediately stepped forward to stop them:
"Please stop. This is a disinfection area. Entry is prohibited."
Hedwig quickly gestured to the bandage on his shoulder and said in fluent French:
"I'm injured and need to come here for treatment."
His attendant quickly retrieved an Austrian Army application document and handed it to the guard:
"Our lord is the Second Regiment Commander of the Royal Hendris Infantry Regiment. This is the treatment application, signed by Marshal Lacy."
A French Army soldier gestured for him to wait and quickly ran into the Battlefield Hospital.
A moment later, Perna, dressed in a white robe and wearing a men's top hat, followed him out and looked at Hedwig had already dismounted, and said:
"Major, you are entitled to treatment here according to regulations, but we need to examine the wound and disinfect it first."
Yes, because many wounded soldiers needed treatment, Perna, as one of the founders and heads of the Royal Guard Legion Battlefield Hospital, decided to stay at the front to treat the wounded out of a sense of duty as a doctor, and did not return to France with the Crown Prince.
"Why is there a woman in the hospital?" Hedwig clearly recognized that the person in front of him was a woman, and muttered under his breath with some dissatisfaction. Then he looked at the disinfection worker behind her, "You must be the military medic in charge here..."
Before he could finish speaking, Carriage sped up and stopped in front of them. A very young officer, supported by his attendants, stepped out and anxiously said to the French Army soldiers:
"I am Ferinank from the 7th Dragoon Battalion. I have a leg injury and hope to receive treatment here."
Perna glanced at his shoulder insignia; he was also a Major."
"Sir, there's only one bed left in the Battlefield Hospital."
Ferinank glanced at her questioningly, then ignored her and addressed the disinfection worker:
"I have an application document signed by Marshal Lacy; you must give me priority..."
Hedwig immediately retorted in an annoyed tone:
"I also have documents signed by the Marshal; you should be listed after me."
Ferinank glanced at the bandage on his shoulder and forced a smile:
"Major, your injury doesn't seem too serious."
He then gestured towards his leg:
"And me, you see, a bayonet pierced my calf. If I don't get treatment soon, I might..."
"No, no, I'm badly injured too," Hedwig said, already starting to remove his bandages. "You'll see."
The two men soon began arguing outside the Battlefield Hospital, neither willing to back down, because they both knew that staying in their own wounded soldiers' camp would likely lead to infection and God.
French Army Battlefield Hospital, however, boasted a wound healing rate as high as 70%, making it the only place where one could save their life!