Soldiers come to the world

Although Ma Jun is well-known in Guanzhong, but that is only the name of a craftsman, and in the officialdom, he is still an unknown little official at this time.

But the majestic Jingzhou Mu actually proposed to go alone with him on the boat, which not only surprised Ma Jun, but also surprised the surrounding civil and military officials.

Even Jia Xu couldn't help persuading him: "The state shepherd is going alone. I'm afraid it's not safe. It's better to bring a few guards. Please think twice."

On the surface, he was talking about safety, but in fact, he implied that Liu Jing had to consider his own identity. After all, Ma Jun was just a good craftsman, so he could be reused, and there was no need to stoop to him.

Everyone tried to persuade him, but Ma Jun stood aside silently. He couldn't speak, but he knew better than anyone else in his heart. He thought Liu Jing was posturing, but he didn't want to give in because of it.

Liu Jing waved his hand and said with a smile to everyone: "You don't need to persuade me any more. I'm not powerless. There's nothing wrong with me. Don't persuade me anymore."

Jia Xu saw that Liu Jing was having trouble persuading him, so he didn't try to persuade him anymore. He pulled Li Jun aside, and said in a low voice, "Use military ships to escort on both sides, so we can make more noise."

Li Jun understood what Jia Xu meant, and since he couldn't solve the problem of the low employment of state herdsmen, he simply turned his attention to Ma Jun, "Don't worry, sir, I will make arrangements."

Li Jun turned around to make arrangements. At this time, the generals went ashore one after another. Jia Xu and more than a hundred of Liu Jing's soldiers boarded another cargo ship and traveled eastward with Liu Jing.

The fleet turned around slowly and sailed towards Hanshui. In the cabin, Liu Jing saw that Ma Jun was still a little restrained, so he smiled and said: "I also have some ideas, and I want to discuss them with my husband. I hope you can enlighten me."

Ma Jun nodded silently. He didn't expect that Liu Jing was not pretending to be a gesture, but sincerely asked him for advice. As Liu Jing's dignified state shepherd, he actually stooped to sit in the cabin with him. It can be seen that Liu Jing attaches great importance to himself, and it is this kindness of knowledge that makes Ma Jun very moved.

But he didn't know how to express it. He just kept this gratitude silently in his heart. He sat down opposite Liu Jing and said sincerely: "Zhou Mu...please tell me!"

"In a big battle, a lot of arrows and weapons are often consumed, ranging from a hundred thousand to a million, so war is also a battle of national power. I won't talk about this, let's just talk about weapons."

Liu Jing took a piece of paper, drew a few arrows and weapon parts on it, and said with a smile: "The problem we often encounter in combat is that weapons are not good or bad. Weapons can allow soldiers to exert their maximum combat power, but there are also craftsmen who are not skilled enough. The weapons produced often have accidents in battle, such as the knife being cut off by the enemy, etc., causing soldiers to die of misfortune. I don’t know if there is a way to solve it this problem."

This is no longer as simple as mechanical manufacturing. It involves management issues. Although Ma Jun is not very interested in this aspect, he felt Liu Jing's sincerity and thought about it seriously: "In fact, this problem has already been solved in Qin State." As a solution, we can engrave the name of the craftsman inside the weapon, and clearly investigate the responsibility, so that the craftsman will not be sloppy. In addition, we can strengthen the inspection of weapons, which can also greatly reduce the number of inferior weapons entering the army."

Liu Jing laughed, "Although this is good, it still doesn't cure the root cause. As the saying goes, 'It's better to stop the fire than to stop the fire'. What do you think, sir?"

Although Ma Jun had a serious stutter, his thinking was extremely quick. He immediately realized that Liu Jing also had a plan, so he asked with a smile, "Master Zhou, please...continue!"

"I have two ideas, which can be used as a supplement to the master's plan. One is that there are precise standards when making weapons. For example, when making knives, a uniform mold should be used. The width and thickness must be specified. Some blacksmiths are good at Inverting molds, then he specializes in casting molds, and some blacksmiths are good at forging, then he only forges and specializes in his skills.

In this way, each craftsman is responsible for one link, making a knife is like running water, and the same is true for bows and arrows. A bow and an arrow go through the hands of more than a dozen craftsmen, and the final weapon will be the best. "

Ma Jun nodded again and again, he was very much in favor of Liu Jing's "professional skills", his interest was completely aroused, and he was more concerned about Liu Jing's second thought at this time, "What's next?" He was a little anxious asked patiently.

"The second plan is to establish a craftsman school, to train qualified young master craftsmen in the school, so that all students can learn real skills, so that weapons talents will continue to emerge."

Ma Jun was fascinated when he heard it. If he could think of "specializing in craftsman's skills", then the establishment of a craftsman school is something he never dared to dream of. It's not that it can't be done, but that the status of craftsmen is too low. Belonging to the servants of the official family, who will run schools for craftsmen?

Although the princes from all over the world also paid attention to finding good craftsmen, they did not really respect craftsmen, and no prince thought of setting up a craftsman school, only Liu Jing heard of it.

Ma Jun stood up and bowed deeply to Liu Jing, his words were full of gratitude, "It is a craftsman's...fortunate for you to have such insight... insight and mind!"

Although Liu Jing has long had the idea of ​​establishing a craftsman school, but now he throws it out entirely to catch Ma Jun, a big fish. He has long discovered that Ma Jun has no city in his chest, and he is a straightforward and temperamental person.

Then if you want to get him hooked, you must use his favorite bait. It is probably useless to get promoted and get rich, so use the craftsman to learn this bait. After all, Ma Jun is a doctor of official studies in Fufeng County.

Liu Jing smiled like a fox. He looked at Ma Jun with a smile, but said in a very sincere tone: "I had the idea of ​​establishing a craftsmanship school three years ago, but I have no one around me, so I have not been able to establish it so far. Mr. Zhi is a doctor of official studies, can you please help me organize the craftsmanship and do my part to improve the status of craftsmen?"

Ma Jun was very embarrassed, he didn't really want to come to Jiangxia to be an official, so he was cold towards Liu Jing at first, but Liu Jing's words had reached this level, if Ma Jun refused to agree, he would be a craftsman's eternal sinner.

Liu Jing saw Ma Jun's hesitation, he got up and saluted, and said earnestly: "The craftsman has been a servant of the government for hundreds of years, Liu Jing intends to break it, if the master refuses, it will eventually make Liu Jing's ambition hopeless!"

Ma Jun was finally persuaded by Liu Jing's sincerity, and he could no longer refuse, so he could only stammerly agree: "Since the envoy has...has such great ambitions, Ma Jun'an...can you help me, I just ask the envoy to allow me First...go home and tell your mother, then resign from the official...official school position, and I will definitely come...come to Jiangxia to meet the appointment after one month."

"Okay! I believe what you say, sir, and it's settled like this!"

Speaking of this, Liu Jing laughed again: "Changsha prefect Zhang Ji is the first of the three famous doctors in the world. If you come to Jiangxia, I will ask him to treat your astringent disease. There will be improvement."

Ma Jun was overjoyed, his stuttering problem was a lifelong pain, if Zhang Ji could cure this disease for himself, he would be relieved of a serious problem, and he would have an excuse to resign from the official doctorate.

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Xiazhi County has always been a small county in Jiangxia. It has been unknown for hundreds of years, but since the coal oil produced here became a military strategic material three years ago, Xiazhi County has become one of the important counties.

Although more and larger natural oil wells have been discovered in Jingling County, Xiazhi County is still an important source of kerosene for Jiang Xia's army. More importantly, Jiang Xia's large-scale workshop for refining kerosene is located in Xiazhi County .

At the same time, nearly a hundred miles of alfalfa were planted on both sides of Fushui outside Xiazhi County, making Xiazhi County and Yangxin County the high-quality forage bases of the Jiangxia cavalry.

This makes Xiazhi County's status particularly important. For this reason, Jiangxia carried out three population migrations, moving the population of Xiazhi County to Wuchang one after another. At present, the population of Xiazhi County is less than [-] households, almost all of which are for fire oil and Grass work.

This morning, a gray-haired old Confucian scholar came to the city gate leading a donkey. The donkey was skinny and had a big belly. Behind him was a [-]-year-old boy. The old Confucian scholar seemed to be nearly six years old. In the past ten days, his back was also a little rickety, his body was weak, and he kept coughing as soon as he approached the city gate.

Xiazhi County is very tightly guarded. Residents in the city have waist cards when they enter the city, and soldiers will strictly question and search every outsider, even women are no exception.

"Show your badge!" The gatekeeper shouted loudly.

The old Confucian scholar coughed so badly that he could hardly breathe, squatted on the ground, curled up into a ball, and said in an Anlu County accent: "My grandfather and I took refuge with my uncle. My uncle's surname is Wang, and he lives in the county town. .”

Hearing that they were outsiders, several soldiers immediately surrounded them, but they were not nervous. After all, it was an old Confucian scholar and a child. After a while, the old Confucian scholar stood up with difficulty, trembling, stronger than an 80-year-old man. Weak, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

He panted and said: "My nephew is a butcher king butcher in the east of the county. I am old and have nothing to support, so I come to seek refuge and ask the military master to let my grandparents go to the city to join relatives."

Seeing how pitiful they were, the soldiers couldn't bear to drive them out. The leader said, "Then search them according to the rules!"

Several soldiers came forward and searched their grandparents and grandchildren thoroughly. There were only a few dry cakes, a pot of water and dozens of copper coins, and a black lacquered bamboo plaque engraved with more than a dozen seal characters. He didn't know him either, so the old Confucian scholar hurriedly bowed his head and said, "The copper coins are used to sell wine to the military master."

"Who wants your money!"

Shi Chang saw that the copper coins were bad money, so he didn't look at them at all, so he handed the money back to him, and said with a wave of his hand, "Follow me to send them into the city and find their families."

This is also a rule that outsiders must have a local as a guarantee, and the old and young slowly followed a few soldiers into the city.

The soldiers in front were joking and discussing whether they might be spies from Cao Jun, but the head chief glanced at them both and said, "If these two are spies from Cao Jun, I'll cut the bird for you!"

Everyone laughed loudly, but there was a strange smile in the eyes of the old Confucian scholar. He was not panicked at all, and he still led the donkey and walked slowly forward. After a while, they finally came to the door of Wang Butcher's house.

Just in time, Wang Butcher, who was tall and thick, came out of the house, and the chief stopped him, "Wang Butcher, there are outsiders looking for you here."

Wang Butcher stepped forward in surprise, and the old Confucian man burst into tears, and shouted loudly: "Nephew, do you still know Wei Shu? Ten years ago in Xinye County, you were bitten by a snake, but Wei Shu sucked it out for you. Venom! Did you forget?"

Then he handed the bamboo card to him, "You still know this!"

Wang Tuhu recognized the bamboo card, and then recognized the old man for a while, and finally shouted, "Third Uncle, why are you so old?"

Seeing that they were indeed relatives, Shi Chang waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

The soldiers left, and the old Confucian scholar and boy followed Wang Tuhu into the yard. He closed the door, and suddenly straightened his back, letting out a long sigh of relief, "I'm exhausted!"