The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

To be calculated in this way, those officials and lords are not as high as their lowly craftsmen, which completely subverts his cognition.

"Of course, as the Governor has said, there is no less."

A trace of pity flashed on Qin Haoming's face, and he motioned to Hong Dixin next to him to take out a stack of silver tickets, and still said on the table: "This is a hundred thousand taels of silver tickets, tell the craftsmen that the original arrears will be settled."

From next month, the amount will be doubled. The remaining silver taels were to tear down the dilapidated sheds outside, build new factories, and purchase the latest and greatest equipment, especially the Cannon Casting Division.

Also, no matter in which field, if there are skilled people in your colleagues, you can call them to come to the Fujian Smelting Bureau. But when you hire one, you have five taels of silver......

Qin Haoming said clearly one by one, and the documents that were responsible for recording on the side were even more incessant, and he didn't dare to miss a word.

"Qin Governor is merciful, thank Qin Governor for ......"

Poof, under the leadership of Chen Meichun, the three of them kowtowed like garlic to thank them, and the old tears were rampant, and they looked so miserable.

It's no wonder that they behave like this, they are really poor and afraid, and they are afraid of being bullied.

It's not easy not to talk about the hardships of life, and you have to be called around, like a lost dog. That mansion needs to be repaired, and which lord builds a new mansion is their business.

They have their share in the work, and the money is none of their business, let alone any oil and water, who calls them lowly servants?

With the title of a court officer and a courtier, his status is not as good as that of the government officials, so they still have extra money.

Outside to contact some private work to subsidize the family, but also to sneak around, to see how Shangguan feels?

Fujian Metallurgical Bureau is not an important border town, and the armament has long been relaxed, not to mention the one-time allocation of 100,000 silver taels, even if it is ten years, it may not be!

Now that the sudden reversal is so big, it is not too much to say that it is from hell to heaven, how can it not make people feel a lot of emotion and tears?

"Rise up to the Governor, what kind of system will it become?"

Qin Haoming first shouted angrily with a calm face, but seeing their pitiful appearance, his heart softened again, and he picked up Chen Meichun, who was taking the lead, and said in a wide voice:

"From now on, you will be under the direct control of the Governor, and you must do your best. As for the envoys, the Governor will hand over the formalities with them, all right, all right......"

In Qin Haoming's view, the mentality of these people in the smelting bureau has long been distorted by the hardships of life, so that no matter who they meet, they unconsciously put themselves in a lower position, which makes people feel very sad.

The smelting bureau he hopes for should be a department full of passion and enthusiasm, and it should be high above and looked up to by other departments.

After all, the Metallurgical Bureau shoulders the heavy responsibility of Daming's technology research and development and improvement, symbolizing Daming's basic national strength and advanced technology.

But now it seems that the entire smelting bureau is lifeless, and the officials and craftsmen in the bureau do not seem to know what to do except to make iron and improve the iron-smelting process, or rather, they have no motivation and enthusiasm to do other research.

Enthusiasm, a sense of honor, and a sense of accomplishment, like the special department of the Smelting Bureau, once that atmosphere is lost, it will be all over.

"The lower officials and others must do their best to complete everything entrusted by the Qin Governor, otherwise they will ......"

It is estimated that Chen Meichun seemed to be swearing to curse or something, but was stopped by Qin Haoming, which has no practical significance.

He was just asked to gather the craftsmen, and he wanted to say a few words to boost morale. To create this thing, you need passion, you need motivation, you need initiative.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, Qin Haoming was thinking about it, and suddenly heard a noise outside the house.

"Where is Chen Meichun? Call him out! …… actually sent a few hairy boys who were not skilled in learning to fool my grandfather and ate the bear's heart and leopard gall? ”

Qin Haoming frowned, got up and walked to the window. I wanted to see who was yelling in the smelting bureau, and named Chen Meichun, the bureau, to come out to see him.

The guards on the side and Chen Meichun, who looked embarrassed, went out to find out what was going on.

Not long after, the guards returned to the house, clasped their fists and replied: "Governor Qin, it is the Lang official under the command of Li Yiping, the political envoy of Zuobu, called Jiang Hongda. ”

"What is he making all the fuss about?"

"This kid built a new house at home, and called the craftsmen of the Smelting Bureau, saying that there were not enough manpower arrangements. In addition, a few craftsmen who helped build the carriage did not seem to be to his liking. Therefore, he came to Xingshi to ask for sin. ”

"Finding fault?" Qin Haoming interrupted the words of the guards and asked directly.

Hearing this, the guard shrugged his shoulders and said in a strange tone: "I'm not sure if it's to find fault, but that guy with more than a dozen military men doesn't look like he's here as a guest." ”

"Humph!" Qin Haoming snorted lightly, pushed the door and walked out of the room.

At the same time, on an empty wasteland in the Smelting Bureau, Jiang Hongda was pointing at Chen Meichun and scolding, and in front of him, a large group of officials and craftsmen of the Smelting Bureau who heard the news gathered around.

Looking at the expressions of these people, they seemed to be scolded a little helpless.

"Master Jiang, listen to my explanation to you, and ...... quietly"

Poor bureau leader of the smelting bureau, an official who is in the position of Bislang, took the initiative to apologize to Jiang Hongda, an official who was one level lower than him, and looked like a little daughter-in-law.

"Chen Jucheng, hehe...... Explain a fart, let's talk about it, why did you send a few hairy boys over, are all the people in the Smelting Bureau dead? ”

Jiang Hongda's face was full of disdain and ridicule, and he shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the craftsmen of the smelting bureau around them showed angry expressions.

Thinking about it, maybe the officials who served as civil officials in the Smelting Bureau may have been polished by the unequal treatment in the past, but these blacksmiths who struck iron in the Smelting Bureau still had a relatively impulsive temper.

"What the hell!"

"Helping him work for nothing, but also picking and choosing, not to mention the salary, not even a meal, and not his slave?"

"Why show off your might here?"

……

The craftsmen around him muttered in a low voice, their faces full of anger.

"Get out!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hongda's face changed, his eyes scanned the surroundings fiercely, and he asked angrily, "Who?" Who is speaking? Have the ability to say it out loud, in front of the official! ”

The officials and craftsmen of the Public Metallurgical Bureau fell silent for a moment.

Obviously, even the blacksmiths with an impulsive temper knew who the person in front of them was, and although they were angry in their hearts, they dared not speak out.

Seeing this, Jiang Hongda's face was a little sarcastic and disdainful, and he scolded unhappily: "A bunch of bad goods that are not cleaned up!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Meichun again and asked unceremoniously, "What do you have to say?" ”

Chen Meichun couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard this, and after hesitating for a long time, she said in a low voice: "There are nobles here today, how about Chen arrange this matter again?" ”

"Huh?" Jiang Hongda was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then asked with a hint of sarcasm: "Why, what distinguished guest will step into your shabby place?"

Isn't it a rude military man somewhere, and what kind of rag do you want to build? Haha......"

The arrogant voice sounded in the empty wasteland, the Fujian Metallurgical Bureau is under the jurisdiction of the Zuobu Political Envoy, what big man can there be? And what big man would set foot in this ground?

Chen Meichun is just a small craftsman leader, relying on hard work to sit in this unwanted position, which big man can he meet? [.]