Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 169 No Discrimination

After attending the public sacrifice ceremony from Chang'an Street, Liu Hongjian's heart was always a little heavy.

He believed that Chongzhen's eyes must have been red when he read the Zhu Wen, and he could feel the respect and admiration of Emperor Chongzhen for these dead heroes.

But it wasn't these things that depressed him the most.

Whether or not Tai Chi comes, goodness descends from heaven.

The Iron Warriors of the Ming Dynasty and Yu Lie drove the horses.

The rivers and mountains of the old days are back to their admiration.

Liu Hongjian still remembered that when Emperor Chongzhen exhaled these words, all the officials around him cast envious eyes on him.

However, Liu Hongjian did not care about envy.

It is not a good thing to be relied on by others, and it is not a pleasure to be given high expectations. It means more and heavier responsibilities.

If I want to take this responsibility, I don't know how many bloody storms and intrigues I have to go through during this period.

It is undeniable that there are heroes who are extremely loyal to the imperial court in Ming Dynasty, and they must take this as their ultimate goal.

If he had a choice, he didn't need this heavy burden. This burden was too heavy, and a single negligence could lead to catastrophe.

After today, he is only 21 years old.

Looking back over the past year, I was kicked by an old Taoist priest to this strange and familiar place in a daze, and then I was thrown into prison. Under the persistence of my father and wife, I embarked on this extraordinary journey destined to be extraordinary. way back.

If they were just ordinary people, they would have gone to the south to enjoy their happiness by now.

Alas, the world is unpredictable, so we can only take one step at a time.

Nine out of ten trivial matters in this world are mediocre, so Liu Hongjian decided to let go of his thoughts and head straight to the outer city with more than a hundred young people from households.

Gu Ran's convoy from Shanxi stopped at the edge of the city. Seeing Liu Hongjian and others coming, Gu Ran greeted the grooms and followed Liu Hongjian to the Xishan construction site.

After a few days of trimming, selection, and assignment by Yan Yingyuan and the three, the construction work on the construction site was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The three thousand people are divided into three waves, and the first wave is used to build the most important comprehensive research institute, which will be a scientific research center in the future, specializing in the research and development of many instruments, including military use and people's livelihood.

Another wave was responsible for the construction of more urgent greenhouses. Yan Yingyuan recruited several old masters from the Jiashu Department who were responsible for growing vegetables for Chongzhen.

The greenhouse is covered with glass, surrounded by earth walls and hollow below. It is heated by charcoal fire and is responsible for cultivating potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Glass is very expensive. In order to save money, each greenhouse only leaves a small space at the top. With anthracite, charcoal fire can also save a lot of money. The only difficulty is how to keep the temperature constant.

It would be great if there was plastic sheeting, alas, Liu Hongjian thought maliciously.

Fortunately, he had enough face, he greeted the palace, and directly asked a few old masters to come over to be responsible for heating the greenhouse, which saved a lot of trouble.

Apart from the research institute and the greenhouse, the third wave of people was responsible for building houses south of the greenhouse, and [-] craftsmen worked overtime with great joy.

The reason is very simple, here not only eat and drink to satisfy one's hunger, but also beat and scold the yamen servants who beat and whip at every turn.

Having had enough of being bullied by the servants in the workshop of the Ministry of Industry, even though the place is still barren, everyone is still working hard.

To the east of the construction site are rows of tents, where [-] people and [-] artisans live temporarily.

In addition to daily training, the teenagers at the Thousand Households Institute of Wansui Mountain are also working on shifts at the construction site. They are all from poor backgrounds, so they naturally have a good impression of these folks and craftsmen.

Many teenagers also have acquaintances with these coolie families, and occasionally they can chat a few words.

"Master Hou is here, Master Hou is here to see us!" I don't know who shouted first.

Many people on the construction site looked in the direction the man pointed.

Liu Hongjian rode his horse first, followed by the guards from Qianhusuo, and came to the edge of the construction site.

"Wanfu, my lord!" Both Min Zhuang and the craftsman couldn't help bowing their heads to Liu Hongjian to thank him.

"Everyone, please hurry up, why are you still working in this cold weather? I remembered to greet you guys. On New Year's Eve, you are allowed to go home for the New Year's Eve, but the guy deliberately lied to you?"

Liu Hongjian got off his horse, walked up to the craftsman and said loudly.

"Master Hou wrongly blamed Yan Baotou. Yesterday Yan Baotou told us that we can go home for the New Year, but...the house is also bare and the quilt is not warm. It is better to stay here and do some work to keep warm."

A craftsman said to Liu Hongjian with a wry smile, in fact, most people's homes can't open the pot at all, and if they do some work here, at least one person can still eat.

When Yan Yingyuan heard that Master Hou was coming, he quickly dropped the business at hand and came here.

"Why did your lord come here today? Didn't you say that the court wants a public sacrifice today?" Yan Yingyuan was too busy with work. Thousands of people asked him to come to the three large construction sites, and he was sweating from the heat in the cold weather.

"Well, the public sacrifice is over, come here to have a look if you have nothing to do, Lao Yan, is there enough money in the account?" Liu Hongjian asked aloud.

"Returning to my lord, the three hundred thousand taels of silver you distributed a few days ago were used to purchase a set of equipment and materials from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households, and more than [-] taels were used to purchase grain and so on.

Now there is still plenty in the account, a full 15 taels! "Yan Yingyuan was originally a master accountant, and he knew these figures well, so he blurted out.

"Well, let's distribute this month's silver in advance to these craftsmen and Minzhuang, so that everyone can have a good year!"

Without even thinking about it, Liu Hongjian said directly.

The monthly silver for three thousand people was five qian, and the five hundred craftsmen were divided into grades according to the rules set before, but even so, the monthly silver was only a few thousand taels. For Liu Hongjian, who was still rich and powerful, it was a drop in the bucket.

"Thank you, Lord!"

"Lord Hou is so kind, the younger family will never forget it!"

Many folks and craftsmen couldn't believe their ears, they had only been working here for a few days.

Especially these bitter craftsmen, they have never received a penny for helping the official's family throughout their lives, and the Hou Ye in front of them not only gave the money, but also distributed it a month in advance.

How could this not surprise them, and then Qi Qi bowed down again.

These days, a tael of silver is life-saving money.

"Old Feng, it's New Year's Eve. Let someone go to the city to buy some wine, and ask the cook to cook some delicious food for everyone!" Liu Hongjian said kindly to Feng Dun.

A casual sentence, uttered from Liu Hongjian's mouth.

After all, there is no distinction between high and low types of work. From the perspective of future generations, whether it is a migrant worker on a construction site, a worker in a factory, or a white-collar worker in an office.

They all rely on their own ability to live. Without migrant workers, who will build you a house?Without workers, where do the things you wear and use in your hands come from?
However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Many folks and craftsmen forgot to cheer, instead their eyes turned red.

"Hey! Why are you still crying? Good days are waiting for you later, please do your best for me!" Liu Hongjian couldn't bear these things the most, this is the Chinese New Year.

"If you have strength, see if those carriages are gone, they will all unload coal for you. If you can't finish unloading, you will have nothing to eat!" Ganqing had to put on a fierce look, as if these folks just got used to it, this is really...

"Unload the coal!"

"Let's go!"

A large group of people shouted and rushed towards the carriage.

"Both the blacksmith and the foundry are here, and I have something to explain!"

Naturally, coal needs to be utilized, not only for self-use, but also to be promoted to thousands of households, so we have to quickly create a magic weapon.

Holding the blueprint in his hand, Liu Hongjian pointed to a group of enthusiastic craftsmen and said.

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(End of this chapter)