Chapter 267 Export Artillery

Kind laughter echoed in the streets of Qingzhou.

Looking at the surprised look of the old man, Xiao Ming said, "Father, this is of course true. If you don't believe me, you can go to the government office to ask about the matter. In the future, as long as you obey the laws and regulations in Qingzhou and earn a living honestly, you will be able to obtain Qingzhou household registration after two years. ."

"Xie Langjun, Xie Langjun." The old man heard this and looked excited. He thought he would die this time, but he didn't expect to get this opportunity again, and he couldn't help but feel fortunate for the choice he made.

The newsboy said at this time: "The one in front of you is His Royal Highness King Qi, and his words are not wrong."

"His Royal Highness King Qi?" The old man was shocked, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the young master had already gone away on horseback.

Standing up slowly, the old man was excited. He stuffed the three-cent money to the newsboy and said, "I bought this newspaper."

"Hey, no more money!" said the newsboy, but the old man left without looking back.

This time, he went straight to the government office and inquired about the refugees. The officials of the government office told him about Qingzhou's refugee policy, and in the government office, he also encountered many refugees from other places.

The purpose of these refugees coming here is the same as his, to ask how to get resettlement.

"The inspector of the exhibition said just now that you can join the construction camp, transport camp, or go to the mine. These places are very short of people now, and if you have special skills, you can get Qingzhou household registration within a year."

Outside the yamen, several refugees were discussing, and the old man also joined in.

"The construction camp, the transport camp, and the mine are all coolies, but you can still go to other merchants' workshops, but unfortunately King Qi's workshop doesn't seem to accept refugees," said one person.

"Why?" the old man asked.

"I'm afraid that there are spies among us refugees. King Qi's workshop is full of secrets from Qingzhou. It is said that all slaves are used. Only some insignificant workshops will recruit people, such as this textile workshop, I When I go back, I plan to let my wife go, and one or two silver coins a month is enough to live in Qingzhou."

"Yes, yes." Other refugees echoed.

"But you don't have to be nervous. There is a lot of work in Qingzhou. As long as you are willing to endure hardships and eat enough, there is no problem. I went to the dock to carry my bags, and I have five hundred cents a month."

"..."

As a refugee, you seem to have a longing for life in Qingzhou. The most important thing is that there are no messy and extortionate taxes in Qingzhou, and no tyrants oppress the people.

Living here is very free.

The more the old man listened, the more joy he felt in his heart. With so many benefits of Qingzhou, it was like he had arrived in a paradise. He hunched over his waist, took a newspaper and hummed a tune and went out of the city.

Although his stomach was growling, he had just received a refugee card. With this refugee, he could receive two or two meters a day, and three people would be six or two meters. He had to go back and let his son and daughter come to collect it. Migrant card.

Having said that, the old man walked out of the city with ease. There was a temporary hut in a wood outside the city. The hut was very simple, that is, four wooden sticks supported some thatch.

Inside the thatched hut was a blackened tattered quilt, and a girl was lighting a fire outside the thatched hut.

When the old man came back, some thin girls asked, "Dad, have you bought the rice?"

The old man's face turned a little red, he hesitated for a while and didn't answer the girl's question, but asked, "Where's your brother?"

"My brother went to the river to catch fish." The girl saw that her father's face was a little unusual, and she couldn't help but ask, "Dad, did something happen?"

At this time, she suddenly saw the thing in the old man's hand, and couldn't help asking: "Dad, what is in your hand?"

"Newspaper." The old man felt a little guilty, and regretted that he had just spent the remaining three cents on impulse.

The two were talking when suddenly a young man's voice came, "Dad, you're back, hey, I caught a big fish and boiled a few bowls of porridge, I won't be hungry today."

Saying that, the young man lit up the grass carp in his hand, which weighed at least three pounds.

The old man was a little surprised when he saw Yu, and said, "Dad didn't buy rice when he entered the city this time, but he bought a newspaper from Qingzhou, and he also received a temporary residence permit for refugees."

"Newspaper, what is this?" The two asked suspiciously.

At this time, the old man told what happened in the city, and the young man said with an embarrassed expression, "Really, when you met His Royal Highness King Qi, His Highness King Qi also said that we were forgiven our sins and let us settle down in Qingzhou?"

The old man smiled and nodded involuntarily, "But His Highness said that your murder has to be verified by the government office, and only after verification will there be a conclusion."

The girl said to her brother at this time: "Brother, everyone said that King Qi is benevolent. It seems that we are right in Qingzhou this time. Now we can finally enter the city freely, and we no longer need to worry about being hunted down."

The young man nodded his head, looking excited, then took the newspaper in the old man's hand and read it, and said, "Sister, the recruitment of female workers is still a real thing, and there is a place for the textile workshop, but it is difficult to enter the textile workshop. It has to be selected through competition.”

The old man said to himself, "Your sister is well-known for her textile and sewing skills in the village. Let's not be afraid to compare, let's go, it's not too late, you go to apply for a temporary residence permit for refugees, and at the same time you take your sister to the textile workshop to see Let’s see if we can go in, if we go in, our family will be settled in Qingzhou.”

The young man nodded and took the girl to Qingzhou City impatiently.

...

In the military workshop, Xiao Ming was inspecting the artillery that was about to be sent to Chang'an.

These days in Cangzhou, the military workshop has been busy. In addition to producing artillery for the fief, he is also producing artillery for export.

In order to make the military workshop more concealed, Xiao Ming deliberately set up the military workshop in the Camel Mountain outside Qingzhou City.

There is only one mountain road to enter Tuoshan from Qingzhou City, and there are few people in Tuoshan on weekdays, so the military workshop is more and more difficult to be spied on.

Because people who enter the mountain are often discovered by the guards who protect the military workshop and expelled immediately.

"His Royal Highness, these hundred artillery pieces are all here. According to His Highness's instructions, in order to reduce the range, the gun barrels of the artillery pieces are shortened. In general, the range of the artillery pieces can be half of ours."

The military workshop is located in a valley in the deep mountains. There is only one road leading to the outside world. Outside the military workshop is a large yard, where the artillery can be tested.

Xiao Ming nodded. In addition to shortening the barrel length of the artillery, the gunpowder sent this time was also traditional black powder, not his granular gunpowder.

In this way, this is enough to ensure its superiority in military weapons.

It was still shocking that a hundred artillery pieces were lined up in the courtyard of the military workshop. He said, "Well, it's very good. Now pull out an artillery piece and test it, and let this king see how it performs?"