The carriage came out of Desheng Gate, and the noise in the city was gradually replaced by the silence of early winter.

When the cold wind just blew to Gyeonggi, the emperor was still thinking about asking all ministries and departments to prepare for snow disaster relief as usual, but after Weifu made a private visit to the city, he accepted the suggestion of Lin Pixiu of the household department and cut fifty percent of the disaster relief grain.

Even if natural disasters occur from time to time, the people of Daxia today are not short of that mouthful of food.

The imperial court reduced taxes and taxes for farmers for three years, and the high-yielding grains such as potatoes and corn filled the granaries of ninety percent of the people.

The Taicangs of the yamen in various places are even more old and new grains have not been consumed, and the officials and masters have begun to have a headache and have no place to put food, and they have begun to study all kinds of delicious and delicious wines.

It is said that Shanxi's Fenjiu and Shaanxi's Xifeng are best-selling in the Western Regions, Anbei and Beiting, bringing back a large number of cattle, sheep and horses for the two provinces......

"The people are not short of food now, and now what they are pursuing is not food and clothing, but a more comfortable life. For example, earn more money, build a stronger and more beautiful house, marry a beautiful daughter-in-law for your children, and send your children to study in better schools. ”

The emperor looked at the fields on both sides of the official road, the green seedlings growing stubbornly and resolutely in the cold winter, and the faint sound of chickens and dogs and children playing in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.

Yuan You's ten years are about to pass, he has inherited the throne for ten years, and he can finally proudly say in front of his Lao Tzu: Dad, when it comes to governing the country, I don't lose you!

Since taking over the throne of his Lao Tzu, the stubborn fourth child has broken the three-no situation of one power, two people, and three no money step by step.

The king of the internal peace domain, the strong enemy in the external war, the rectification of the officials, the clearing of the deficit, the use of talents, the implementation of new laws......

Today, Bactria has become the empress of the Qin Dynasty, and in a real sense, she has pushed her territory to the south of the Beihai, the north of the South China Sea, the east and Goryeo, and the west to the Western Regions.

Thousands of miles away, even the best horses have to die of exhaustion on the way to deliver the message.

If it weren't for this restriction, the Emperor felt that his warriors would be able to advance further west, until the whole world was not the king's land.

Not to mention in internal affairs, the three emperors and five emperors have so far, which emperor can make the people dislike the relief food issued by the imperial court is not delicious?

Crunch crunch ~

The wheels turned slowly, and the mood of the emperor became brisk with the swaying of the seedlings in the fields on both sides.

He wanted to take a deep breath of fresh air and take a look at the boredom caused by the heavy government work.

Unexpectedly......

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

The emperor couldn't help frowning, why did the air here have a choking smell?

Jia Cong hurriedly rummaged through the drawer on the side of the carriage and found masks made of cotton, including the guards outside the carriage, and each person issued one.

"Fourth master, we are now in the industrial zone, you must wear a mask."

Daiyu helped the emperor tie his mask, and after getting out of the car, put on the hood on his cloak to prevent dust from falling on his hair.

The air here is choking even if you wear a mask, the blue sky is gray here, and there are tall chimneys around you, and black smoke is constantly emitting out.

Gyeongbuk Industrial Zone, which was built in the eighth year of Wonwoo, is now the largest heavy industry base in Gyeonggi such as steel, coal, and building materials.

If it weren't for the need for the need for secrecy in the manufacture of firearms, Jia Cong would like to move all the weapons workshops of the Ministry of Industry here, and near the weapons workshop in the west of the city, many people are already complaining about the noise and smoke of the workshops destroying their peaceful and peaceful life.

Industry is inseparable from pollution.

Jia Cong is not a professional, and it is already his limit to be able to push Daxia to the development path of the "First Industrial Revolution" as much as possible.

As for environmental protection? It seems that there was a Norwegian girl in the previous life who did this......

I digress~

The craftsmen here can be said to be the essence of Daxia today, tens of thousands of craftsmen are busy, and the scene in full swing has opened the eyes of the emperor.

He didn't reveal his identity, Jia Cong, the squire of the Ministry of Works, was able to take the emperor to visit all the way by brushing his face in the industrial zone.

The molten iron furnace was cast into the required steel ingots and steel bars, and the mountains of steel made the emperor's ambition a lot higher.

Steel, that is, a powerful artillery, is a railroad that spreads into the distance, and is the cornerstone of the continuous expansion of the territory of the Great Xia warriors.

"There is no shortage of anything in smelting steel, there is a shortage of people. Including exploration, mining, smelting, etc., it is not enough to rely on these tens of thousands of craftsmen. ”

Jia Cong led the emperor all the way around the vast industrial area, and it took a look for more than an hour.

After the emperor had a basic understanding, Daiyu left the industrial zone with his party and came to the bank of the Yuhe River in the west of the industrial zone.

Daiyu's eyebrows were picturesque, and she glanced at Jia Cong, who was lying on the wheel of the carriage rummaging for something, and was honored.

"Father, this is the family city of the industrial zone, and it is inhabited by the families of craftsmen working in the industrial zone. Brother Cong spent two whole years and spent millions of silver taels to create a foundation for the dynasty that could make Great Xia's strength take off. ”

"This ......"

Standing on the hill, the emperor can overlook the whole town.

The hands hidden in his sleeves behind his back couldn't help but tremble slightly, because this small city was larger than the prefectures and counties of Gyeonggi.

"Wen'an, my son, how many people are here?"

Daiyu raised a finger: "Father, do you remember that Brother Cong asked you for a few officials who are good at governing politics before?" At that time, this place had just been built, and Brother Cong realized that 100,000 people were gathered in one place, and a perfect administrative yamen must be established. ”

At the beginning of August, Jia Cong told him that the industrial zone in the north of the city had been basically completed, and it needed several high-ranking officials to manage it.

At that time, he really didn't care, thinking that Jia Cong might have made a second Ministry of Industry weapons workshop, a matter of thousands of people, for the emperor who worries about the military and political affairs of the dynasty every day, it is really a small thing.

But what was in front of him today was a city with a population of more than 100,000 people.

"100,000, 100,000...... Jia Cong, you come over to me! ”

The emperor is not calm, and no one can be calm when he sees the grand occasion in front of him.

"Fourth master, wait, right away, ...... right away"

Jia Cong finally found what he wanted from a box of papers, and trotted over with a few pieces of music.

He pointed to the prosperous and peaceful city under the hillock arrogantly, and said proudly: "Fourth master, this is what I laid for you...... Ahem, this is a gift from me and Sister Lin to you, the breeding pool of Daxia industry, the cornerstone of the eternal country! ”

The emperor ignored his beard, put his hand on Jia Cong's shoulder, and asked, "Tell me about its situation, in detail!" ”

Jia Cong did not directly answer the emperor's question, but respectfully handed over a copy of the recital.

"This is the draft of the three-step strategy of the Ministry of Industry drafted by the minister before, and now the first step has been basically completed, and the minister intends to officially implement the second step plan next year, and please review it!"

After all these years of getting along, the emperor also knows that Jia Cong's favorite thing to do is to speak with facts, and never do things that he is not sure of.

"According to the plan set by the minister, the master craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry will be trained to train a new generation of qualified craftsmen. Then gather the craftsmen in the capital, select excellent people from them, get rid of the complicated and useless affairs in the capital, and establish the Beijing Industrial Zone......"

At the same time as the emperor's imperial recital, Jia Cong began to talk about the construction process of the industrial zone.

Daxia Industry's three-step strategy, Jia Cong actually began to conceive as early as the age of eight.

Later, with the help of Daiyu, he thoroughly figured out the current situation of the national dynasty, including the division of the four peoples and the living conditions of the artisan households, and improved his plan step by step, so that it could transfer tens of thousands of artisan households in the capital to the industrial area in the north of the city without touching the interests of the class, and create a basically perfect artisan city.

This is the first step, the moment the craftsman city is built, Jia Cong has the basic plate of chickens laying eggs and laying chickens, and constantly reproducing.

And the second step to be implemented is inseparable from the support of the emperor.

Because Jia Cong wants to fight for the highest possible social status for the working class.

Shinong industry and commerce, agriculture is higher than work. Not to mention anything else, these landless artisan households, and slightly richer peasant households, are unwilling to marry their daughters to poor artisan families.

Jia Cong's idea was to allow the imperial court to untie the shackles of the entire artisan household, so that they could adopt a mercenary system instead of continuing to serve as laborers.

In this way, craftsmen can use their skills to earn money to support their families, improve the living standards of their families, and virtually improve the social status of craftsmen.

As for the priests, the opportunity is not yet ripe, so I will not consider it for the time being.

Although the minister has been working in the Ministry of Industry for several years, it can be regarded as giving those craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry a rich life and a higher status. However, hundreds of thousands of artisan households in the national dynasty had to go to work regularly every year, but they only received a meager salary, and in the past few years, they could not even earn basic rations......

Jia Cong remembered the scene he had seen in the home of a craftsman in the capital, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

The peasants are poor, comparable to artisan households, and they still have a food ration field, and when God appreciates their faces, they will not be hungry.

But the craftsmen in Daxia are really bitter, a family of five, and they can't even guarantee that one person will have a worn-out clothes.

The rations given to them by the imperial court were even smaller. Whenever the household department ran out of money, the first thing to cut off was the rations of the artisan households.

The "iron rice bowl" set by Taizu at the beginning turned out to be a shackle on the craftsmen, so that they couldn't even go out to work to support their families.

"Alas......"

The emperor closed the music in his hand, looked at the smoke rising from a distance above the craftsman city, and sighed: "I have always known the suffering of the craftsmen, but I have to take care of the overall situation. ”

What is the big picture?

The imperial court needed enough craftsmen to build cities, repair the Great Wall, dredge rivers, and craft weapons......

Isn't the "iron rice bowl" policy formulated by the grandfather bad?

No, at the beginning, the craftsmen were regular workers in the imperial court, and they could receive enough salaries every month, and they lived a good life.

However, with the annexation of land, the expenditure of the imperial court became larger and larger, and the taxes collected became less and less.

Coupled with the misinterpretation of the grandfather system by corrupt officials and corrupt officials, as well as the endless greed for money and food, the life of the craftsmen is becoming more and more difficult.

Hire? In the previous imperial court, which of the household treasury and grain depot was not the existence of starving rats?

Nearly one million artisan households are the basis for the imperial court to maintain basic operation, even if he pities the artisan households, he does not dare to change the status quo easily.

We can only try to let the households squeeze out more grain money, so that the artisan households can have one more grain of rice and one more bite of rice.

Now that the court has money, it can indeed make the craftsmen live a good life.

But if Jia Cong's suggestion is followed, I am afraid that there will be another big turmoil in the DPRK and China.

After all, white prostitution has become a common practice among officials, and how many people can give up millions of craftsmen who can serve the government for free?

The emperor had a headache at the thought of having to fight with the courtiers again, so he stuffed the song into Jia Cong's hand, waved his hand, and said, "Let me think about it in advance, and take me to this city for a walk." ”

……

There is no specific name for the craftsman castle, and it is not appropriate to call it a castle, because there is no city wall here, but there is a stone monument next to a wide and flat bluestone road that leads to the official road.

"Hundred Workshops~"

The emperor muttered: "What a hundred workshops, "Mozi" has clouds, all the world's hundreds of craftsmen, wheels and chariots, cultivating Zi craftsmen, so that everyone can do what they can. Jia Cong, you are doing a good job in this hundred workshops! ”

Jia Cong replied with a smile: "This is not the minister's hundred workshops, this is Your Majesty's, the hundred workshops of Great Xia!" ”

The emperor smiled and did not speak, and walked slowly into the small town with the smell of food wafting around with his hands behind his back.

The street of Baigongfang is very prosperous, the spacious streets are paved with bluestone slabs, smooth and clean, and there are canals on both sides of the road, covered with stone slabs.

On both sides of the main street were shops one after another, and there were small but neatly arranged stalls on the street, and the shouts of the stall owners, the laughter of children, and the teachings of women teaching their children with headaches were mixed together, so that the emperor listened to them very pleasantly.

The emperor's eyes are very poisonous, not only the craftsmen here, but also the people who come and go on the street, there are also the families of the ministers dressed in gorgeous clothes, the wealthy merchants, and the occasional few familiar boys, which noble little rabbit cub should be.

However, the security of this place is very good, and there are officials in official uniforms who are constantly patrolling to maintain the peace of this place.

Jia Cong pointed to an official office not far away, and whispered: "Fourth master, that is the yamen set up by the minister here, the Management Committee of the Beijing Industrial Zone, of which there is one chief official, one from the sixth grade, one deputy, the seventh grade, and three adjutants, from the seventh grade." In addition, there is one thousand households of the forbidden army, and the team of 1,000 people is stationed in the west of the city to maintain law and order in the city together with the officials of the management committee. ”

The emperor nodded, 100,000 people, which can already be about the size of a government city, and indeed there must be enough manpower to prevent all kinds of incidents from happening.

His eyes were attracted by a large courtyard next to the official office, and he said to Jia Congnunu: "Where is what?" ”

This time, it was not Jia Cong who answered, but Dai Yu responded: "There is a newly built Baigong Technical School, and I plan to start recruiting students after the New Year. ”

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That's all for tonight, continue tomorrow, good night!

It's 2024, and the old man has another ticket in his hand, please reward me with it~

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