Chapter 1875 Miserable Craftsmen (Thanks to "Cats, Fish, Dogfish Are All Fish" For Becoming the New Leader of This Book)

Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion for most people, but for craftsmen, unless they are dead, the festival has nothing to do with them.

Qin Si is like this.

This workshop located in the west of the city is specialized in the manufacture of armor, and most of the craftsmen in it are sitting craftsmen, that is, long-term craftsmen. But Qin Si is a shift craftsman, and he can go home after finishing work here.

Craftsmen should only work for ten days a month, but this month, the higher-ups demanded that the armor of Jubaoshanwei be built as soon as possible, and the hydraulic press in the capital is still under construction, so at present, it can only be made by craftsmen manually.

Fortunately, the ironworks produced thin plates according to the process given by Zhu Fang, otherwise this job would really not be done by humans.

The craftsmen worked hard, and the officials who supervised the work were also full of complaints and anger.

Qin Si took the opportunity of lunch to go out and buy some cakes for a few months, and when he hurried back to the workshop, he was blocked by people as soon as he entered the door.

Qin Si looked at the leader of the official, Gu Yue, holding a whip in his hand, with a ferocious face, so he knelt on the ground with a plop, and begged, "My lord, it's not too late!"

Gu Yue and the two colleagues on the left and right smiled at each other, then went up and kicked Qin Si over, waving the whip and whipping him.

"Do you dare to go out without permission if you are a thief with an army?"

"beat!"

Clang, clang!

The sound of beating armor inside couldn't cover Qin Si's screams, and three small officials who had no rest during the Mid-Autumn Festival took turns to beat Qin Si.

...

"See if you dare next time!"

Panting, Gu Yue stopped whipping, only feeling comfortable all over.

The three petty officials entered the workshop comfortably, yelling and cursing at the craftsmen, and the depression in their hearts gradually dissipated.

When a craftsman who went to the latrine went out and saw Qin Si lying on the ground without moving, he cursed secretly, then went to help him up and said, "Fourth brother, you can go home to rest today..."

Qin Si, who was covered in bruises, didn't move at all. The craftsman was startled, so he stretched out his finger and tried it on his nose.

"Fourth brother! Fourth brother..."

...

The sound alarmed the people inside, and Gu Yue and the three ran out to see this scene, and they were all stunned.

"what to do?"

A small official went over to test Qin Si's breath, then felt his pulse, turned around and shook his head with a wry smile.

Boom!

This wry smile seemed like a bolt from the blue, and Gu Yue was stunned for a moment.

The beating sound inside gradually stopped, and the craftsmen came out slowly, looking at Qin Si who was lying motionless on the ground, with sad eyes.

The two little officials stared at Gu Yue, and their meaning was very clear: You started this matter, you have to settle it!

Gu Yue didn't have time to think about other things, he subconsciously said: "Qin Si was smashed to death by a frame, it's very pitiful, I look at you... I feel uncomfortable."

He turned to the craftsmen who came out and said slowly: "So...you will have a good life in the future, understand?"

This is what promises to benefit these artisans.

Eat people softly, take people short, as long as these people take advantage, when the time comes...

The common people are afraid of trouble, such things are mostly a whirlpool, and if they are not careful, they will become cannon fodder.

so……

"Your rewards will be paid in full in the future. I will give you some money tomorrow...no, today, but..."

He pointed to Qin Si's corpse and looked at the craftsmen.

A craftsman said without hesitation: "Qin Si was crushed to death, and we even helped to lift the frame, but it's a pity that we still can't save him."

There were more than 30 people at the scene, Gu Yue said with satisfaction: "Then everyone, carry Qin Si under the shelf, and let me see how the shelf smashes people to death."

The two little officials breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that Gu Yue's handling method was excellent, so they shouted: "Hurry up and carry it in, whoever doesn't carry it will be the murderer of Qin Si!"

The craftsmen came over in a daze, and everyone hurriedly lifted Qin Si, but there were too many more than thirty people, and most of them were just making a show on the outside.

Gu Yue winked, and the two clerks went in.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang,

An exclamation came from inside: "Qin Si was crushed to death!"

The two little officials came out and smiled triumphantly at Gu Yue.

Smile!

...

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the capital returned to normal, and all yamen opened as usual.

As soon as the door of Dali Temple opened, a young man rushed over, knelt down at the door, held a piece of paper in both hands and shouted: "My father was beaten to death, please be careful!"

...

Dali Temple took over a case. The reason for the case was very simple, so the three minor officials were quickly arrested and brought to justice. It's just that most of the craftsmen were unwilling to testify, and in the end it was Qin Si's fellow countryman who came forward and crucified the three minor officials.

Things are not that big according to the current view.

But the aftermath of the incident is far from over.

As soon as the case was finalized, Fang Xing was recruited into the palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, Fang Xing saw that all the important ministers were there, so he went to Zhang Fu's side and stood with Wu Xun.

"What's the matter?"

The emperor hasn't come yet, everyone can be more relaxed, Zhu Yong said in a low voice: "Someone has written a memorial."

Fang Xing turned his head away speechlessly, you just pretended you didn't say it!

"His Majesty is here..."

As soon as Zhu Zhanji came, he threw out a topic: "Yesterday, someone posted a memorial, saying that craftsmen work hard, but they are not free and their status is low. If things go on like this, it will become a problem. What do you think?"

Wu Zhong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, could not avoid this matter. He came out of the shift and said: "Your Majesty, the craftsmen in Daming are divided into shifts and shifts. Then Qin Si is a shift. He works for ten days a month, and then spends the rest of the day. If no one cares, you can make something to sell. The family can also be exempted from labor, which is not bad."

Fang Xing felt that this memorial was a bit weird, it didn't look like ordinary officials could get on it, so he went out of his shift and said, "Your Majesty, the craftsmen on duty are paid less. To make matters worse, Qin Si is a blacksmith, working every four years, and he doesn't know what to do when he goes back. He has to wait for the government to greet him, and then he has to go to various places with his things. How much does this journey cost? How much time is lost? Is this not bad?"

Wu Zhong smiled wryly and said, "Uncle Xinghe, this artisan household system was inherited from the Meng Yuan Dynasty. It has been improved many times, but there is no other way. The only drawback is probably the road. Craftsmen from all over the country come to Beijing in shifts. It is really hard work."

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "It's not just hard work, some shift craftsmen's homes are far away from the capital, and they have to pawn their things for travel expenses when they come here.

Wu Zhong cupped his hands and could only smile wryly.

The artisan household system was inherited from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and was finalized in the year of Hongwu. The household registration cannot be changed, but the treatment can be discussed.

"Your Majesty, today's artisan management is very ridiculous. For example, the armor factory has a hundred sets of armor. If it cannot be completed within the deadline, one set will be 20 lashes, and the upper limit is 50 lashes. But if it is done? Or Did you make it ahead of time?"

Fang Xing's words made people think. The craftsman will be beaten if he can't do it well, but what if he does it well?

"I think that there are thousands of craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty. They must be uneven. Those who are good and talented should be given more. Those who are poor and dawdling should be given a full meal, so that some people are willing to work hard. for."

Yang Rong shook his head and said, "This matter is easier said than done. The officials below are cunning. Whether it is good or not is a matter of their own mouth."

"Master Yang's words are thorough."

Fang Xing cupped his hands and said, "That's the reason, so I would like to ask everyone, what if the craftsman status is revoked?"

Well……

Yang Rong looked coldly, and said, "If you cancel your craftsmanship, where can you find craftsmen in the future?"

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