The incident of the birth of the court on the fourth morning of the first lunar month made the civil and military officials of the imperial court puzzled, why Zhao Lei, who returned to Bianjing to train the new army, would suddenly take over the position of the judge of the third division of the salt and iron case? After Zhao Lei takes over the judge of the case, will he still organize and train the new army? Lu Yijian, Li Di and others all stared at Zhao Lei's whereabouts in confusion, but they didn't know what Zhao Lei was planning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info\\. qΒ5。 /

On the bank of the Wuzhang River in the outer city of Bianjing, three huge workshops covering an area of 100 acres are located on the north bank of the Wuzhang River, next to the three workshops, an inconspicuous yamen is hidden in it, this yamen is the yamen of the Sansi case, and the workshop next to the yamen is the three workshops that belong to the Sansi case, which are the armor workshop for making armor, the armor workshop for making swords, guns and weapons, and the arrow workshop for making bows and crossbows.

Zhao Lei was dressed in a purple official robe, followed by two officials of the Third Division, as well as four guards including Zhao Ming and Fan Quan, who carefully patrolled the workshop of the Third Division.

There are three furnaces in the Three Divisions' Crime Workshop, and a large amount of iron is refined every day for the workshop to make armor and weapons.

Zhao Lei had just finished inspecting the furnace and was watching the workers in the workshop making weapons, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, etc.

There are six court officials in the Yamen of the Sansi Guan, and the number one is Zhao Lei, the newly appointed judge of the Sansi Yantieguan case from the Sipin Official, and in the workshop next to the Yamen, there are more than 3,000 skilled workshop workers and more than 100 supervisors.

The three workshops of the case are able to produce hundreds of foot armor, thousands of knives, guns and weapons, and tens of thousands of bows, crossbows and arrows every day. It is the largest military material manufacturing workshop in the Great Song Dynasty.

In the barracks, even though it is a cold winter, it is still as hot as summer, and hundreds of skilled workers, shirtless, show their muscles. Carrying various tools, he kept beating the prototype of the weapon in his hand.

Zhao Lei frowned and looked at the workers around him, he patrolled all the way, and rarely saw the concentrated workers, every worker was weak and careless, doing skilled work, and there were many people who directly ignored him, a trusted official, and fart chatting abounded.

In the warehouse of the workshop, all kinds of military materials that have just been made are full, and Zhao Lei is checking the quality of these things one by one.

"The iron sheet is too thin. It is obvious that the tempering is insufficient, and neither the sturdiness nor the toughness meets the requirements! An official who followed Zhao Lei pointed to a piece of step armor that Zhao Lei pulled out, and criticized mercilessly that this person was a new official in the case. The surname is Wei Mingliang, in his thirties, with a sturdy figure, and after the blacksmith, he only came a month earlier than Zhao Lei. did not participate in the case of dereliction of duty of his predecessor, so he was brought by Zhao Lei to inspect the workshop.

When Zhao Lei pulled out another long knife, Wei Liang took a closer look and shook his head and said, "The blade is not tempered enough." It is too fragile, and if it collides with a blunt object, it will definitely fall apart, and the blade is too thin to be completely destroyed in a short time on the battlefield. ”

Hearing Wei Liang's words, Zhao Lei picked up an iron rod from the side and smashed it at the long knife.

Bite! After a crisp sound, the long knife really became torn apart as Wei Liang said.

Zhao Lei was angry from his heart. He never thought that he would draw two weapons at will, and all of them were unqualified, and the workers in the workshop were definitely joking with the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and all of them should be punished by the Nine Clans.

Later, Zhao Lei took out an arrow bag, which contained twenty basswood iron-headed arrows, and pulled out the twenty arrows from the arrow bag, no need for Wei Liang to say, Zhao Lei was already trembling angrily, because these twenty arrows were not only different in length, but two of them were actually as short as short crossbow arrows, and one arrow was forgotten to be installed.

After visiting the three workshops, Zhao Lei's current workshop not only produced too many defective military materials, but the most heart-wrenching thing is that the productivity of the workshop was not fully swayed at all, and at most only half of the land capacity was swayed.

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After visiting the case-building workshop, Zhao Lei called out to the five officials of the case-handling yamen and the three workshop directors with a gloomy face.

"The official visited the three workshops today, and was very disappointed, the official never thought that the case workshop had reached this state, just now the official saw that many workers in the workshop were slacking off, and there were many people who were working carelessly, and the things made were defective products that could not be used at all, and the officer wanted to know, why did the workshop become like this?" Zhao Lei sat on the high position of the yamen and asked coldly to the eight main persons in charge below.

The five officials in the case are all newcomers who have just arrived, after all, there are too many things involved in the previous office, and the cases have been implicated, and these new officials are still not angry!

The directors of the three workshops, all of whom are fifty-year-olds, are all old workers who have contributed their lives in the workshop, and they know the things of the workshop very well, but they don't dare to easily believe in Zhao Lei's character, so they look at each other and bow their heads cautiously.

Zhao Lei looked at the roster of officials and workers in the case, smiled coldly, and said to them: "It seems that there is dirt and dirt in the workshop, and some people are trying to get it for nothing and deceive the court, it doesn't matter, the official knows that there are many skilled craftsmen in Bianjing who are staring at the iron rice bowl of the case workshop, and the official will definitely show the official family, the defeat of Gyeongju, not only the officials of the case must be responsible, but also the workers in the case workshop, they must also be responsible, the official thinks that there are many people in them, It is estimated that I will have to make a living in Lingnan or the frontier in the future. ”

Hearing Zhao Lei's words, the expressions of the five case officials did not change at all, and they were happy to sort it out after all, they were all newcomers who had just been transferred, and the responsibility could not be caught up with them, but the faces of the three workshop managers all changed.

"My lord! The humble officials thought that this was very unfair to the three thousand craftsmen in the workshop, and the court gave half of the wages, but let the craftsmen do twice the work, and even had problems with making a living, how could they do a good job! A wrinkled, pale old manager explained to Zhao Lei in horror.

"Half the salary! How is it possible, it is written in the ledger that the wages of the workshop workers have never been in arrears! Zhao Lei heard the words of the old manager. Asked suspiciously, but immediately understood what was going on.

"Is it that the former judge of the case, the 6 adults, deducted your wages?" Zhao Lei immediately stood up and asked solemnly to the old manager who spoke.

The old boss was submissive, but he didn't dare to speak out, Zhao Lei said in a deep voice: "Old man! All you have to say is that the former judge has been imprisoned by the officials. What is there to call the fingers for you! ”

Hearing Zhao Lei's words, the three workshop managers looked at each other, and suddenly knelt down and said loudly: "Lord Qiqi, the workers in the workshop are wronged!" Since a few years ago, the workshop only gave workers half a tael of silver to pay for the land, which was not enough to support the family, and many of the workers' relatives and friends died of starvation and illness. If you don't join the case, you can't quit. They have long since left the workshop and are no longer working here. ”

Half two! , those corrupt officials are really ruthless! I want to starve the workers to death! Zhao Lei heard the words of an old manager and thought in shock.

The roster in Zhao Lei's hand shows that the average wage of each worker is one tael of silver. There are also subsidies for all kinds of grain and cloth, but these things only allow the workers to eat and drink without worry, and half of the wages are reduced at once, no wonder the workers are passive and slacking off!

Zhao Lei pondered for a while. After waving his hand to make the three chief stewards stand up, he said to them in a deep voice: "No matter how you worked before, this official starts today. Your wages will be released as usual, and the additional three months' wages should be subsidized by the imperial court, and the official does not want to see defective products in the future. ”

Hearing Zhao Lei's words, the three workshop managers were overjoyed and kept thanking Zhao Lei.

"The official hasn't finished talking yet, the official thinks that the current degree of the workshop can be greatly improved, and the quality of weapons and armor can't be reduced. Therefore, the official decided to implement the marking system, and all the things created by the three workshops in the future were engraved with marks, and if there were defective products, the wages would be deducted, but if the output increased, the processing money would be processed on the basis of the original average output, and the wages would be doubled if they were doubled, and the wages would be doubled if they were increased, and the wages would be increased by two percent. Zhao Lei said to the three old man managers temptedly.

With the shocked and delighted appearance of the three old managers, Zhao Lei knew that the output of the case workshop would soon increase, and it would definitely be able to meet the needs of the new army.

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Just when Zhao Lei started to reform the case, the official Zhao Zhen sat on the dragon bed of the forbidden palace with a heavy face. From the court to the privy envoys and the three divisions, even the Zhongshu and the officials under the door also have everything, and these twists and turns all convey a meaning, that is, many people have doubts about Empress Guo's death, suspecting that Yan Wenying blocked Empress Guo, so they began to participate in Yan Wenying.

"Yan Wenying! You say, did you poison the Jinting Sect Master (Zhao Zhen's name for Empress Guo)? The official Zhao Zhen sat on the dragon bed, looked at Yan Wenying kneeling beside him, and said tremblingly.

"Official! How dare the old slave poison the immortal master! The old slave just took the imperial doctor of the Imperial Medical Bureau to treat the immortal master that day, who knew that the immortal master would pass away, it really doesn't matter to the old slave! Yan Wenying knew that the poisoning of Empress Guo could never be said, so he insisted that he had not harmed Empress Guo, and cried miserably.

"Then why is the pulse case filed by the Taiyi Bureau is a trivial illness at all, and after you went to the Four Holy Temples, the Golden Court Sect Master passed away?" The official Zhao Zhen looked at Yan Wenying, who was crying miserably, and asked very suspiciously.

"Official! The old slave doesn't know either! The old slave stayed in the Four Saints Temple for a while, and he didn't know anything! Yan Wenying looked at the suspicious gaze of the official Zhao Zhen, knowing that he was going to be unlucky this time, once he lost the trust of the official family, he, a five-grade servant, was not a lamb to be slaughtered, but after so many years of affection, he knew that the official family would not kill him.

Yan Wenying, who was crying miserably, the official Zhao Zhen thought of Yan Wen's loyalty to him over the years, his heart softened, and he shook his head and said: "The death of the Jinting Sect Master has too much impact, most of the officials in the imperial court are watching, something must be done, you can't stay in Bianjing, go back to your hometown to retire!" ”

Hearing the words of the official Zhao Zhen, Yan Wenying cried and cried, but he didn't dare to speak, he also knew that most of the officials in the imperial court were waiting for the official family's explanation, and he really couldn't stay in Bianjing, and it was also a good way to go back to his hometown to enjoy the happiness with the property he had looted over the years.

Yan Wen should have thought of perfection, but he never expected that there was a person who was killed by him, and he definitely didn't want him to go back to his hometown to retire like this.

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