The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion for most people, but for artisans, unless they are dead, the festival has nothing to do with them.
This is the case with Qin Si.
This workshop in the west of the city specializes in the manufacture of armor, and most of the craftsmen inside are sitting craftsmen, that is, long-term craftsmen.
But Qin Si is a shift craftsman, and he can return home when he finishes here.
The craftsmen are supposed to only do it for ten days a month, but this month it is required to build the kind of armor of the Jubao Mountain Guard as soon as possible, and the hydraulic punch in the capital is still under construction, so it can only be created by hand by craftsmen at present.
Fortunately, the iron factory produced thin plates according to the process given by Zhu Fang, otherwise this work was really not done by people.
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 a few months of cakes, and then hurried back to the workshop, but was blocked as soon as he entered the door.
Qin Si looked at the little official Gu Yue who was the leader holding the leather whip in his hand, his face was full of hideousness, so he knelt on the ground with a puff and begged: "Adult, it's not too late for the little one!"
” Gu Yue smiled at each other with the two colleagues on the left and right, and then went up and kicked Qin Si over, brandishing a leather whip and whipping it.
"Do you dare to go out without permission?"
"Hit!"
Bang Bang Bang!
The sound of beating the armor inside couldn't cover Qin Si's screams, and the three little officials who couldn't rest during the Mid-Autumn Festival took turns to beat Qin Si. …… "Let's see if you dare next time!"
Gu Yue panted and stopped whipping, only to feel comfortable.
The three little officials entered the workshop comfortably, scolding those craftsmen, and the depression in their hearts gradually dissipated.
When a craftsman who went to the toilet went out and saw Qin Si lying on the ground without moving, he cursed secretly, and then went over to help him up and said, "Fourth brother, you can go home today to recuperate......
Qin Si, who was covered in bruises, did not move, and the craftsman was shocked, so he stretched out his finger and tried it on the tip of his nose.
"Fourth brother!
Fourth Brother ......" …… The sound alarmed the people inside, and Gu Yue and the three of them ran out to see this scene, and they were all stunned.
"What should I do?"
A small official went over and tried Qin Si's snort, then felt his pulse again, turned around and shook his head with a wry smile.
Bang!
This wry smile seemed to be a bolt from the blue, which made Gu Yue stunned.
The beating sound inside gradually stopped, and those craftsmen slowly walked out, looking at Qin Si who was lying motionless on the ground, their eyes sad.
The two little officials stared at Gu Yue, and the meaning was very clear: This matter is your beginning, you have to settle it!
Gu Yue didn't have time to think about anything else, he subconsciously said: "Qin Si was stoned to death by the shelf, it's very pitiful, the official is looking at you......
I feel uncomfortable. ” He turned to the craftsmen who came out and said slowly, "So......
You're going to have a good time in the future, you know?
” This is the promise of benefits for these craftsmen.
Eat people softly, take people short, as long as these people take the benefits, when the time comes......
The people are afraid of trouble, and most of these things are a whirlpool, and if you are not careful, you will become cannon fodder.
So......
"In the future, your remuneration will be paid in full, and this official will ...... tomorrow No, I'll send you some money today, but ......"
He pointed to Qin Si's corpse and looked at the craftsmen.
A craftsman said without hesitation: "Qin Si was stoned to death, let's help carry the shelf, but unfortunately we still can't save it." ” There were more than 30 people at the scene, and Gu Yue said with satisfaction: "Then let's lift Qin Si under the shelf, and let the official see how the shelf kills people." ” The two little officials breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that Gu Yue's disposal 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 walked over blankly, and everyone lifted Qin Si with their hands and feet, but there were too many more than thirty people, and most of them were making a appearance on the periphery.
Gu Yue made a look, and the two little officials went in.
"Bang!"
After a loud bang, an exclamation came from inside: "Qin Si has been stoned to death!"
” The two little officials came out and smiled proudly at Gu Yue.
Smile!
…… As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival passed, the capital returned to normal, and the yamen opened as usual.
As soon as the Dali Temple opened, a young man rushed over, knelt at the door, held a piece of paper in both hands and shouted: "My father was beaten to death, please be aware of it!"
” …… Dali Temple took over a case, and the reason for the case was very simple, so the three officials were quickly arrested and brought to justice.
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It's just that most of those craftsmen were unwilling to testify, and in the end, it was Qin Si's fellow villager who came out and nailed the three little officials.
It's not a big deal by the way it looks now.
But the aftermath is far from gone.
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 the important ministers were there, so he came to Zhang Fu's side and stood with Wu Xun.
"What's the matter?"
The emperor hasn't come yet, everyone can be loose, Zhu Yong said in a low voice: "Someone has played a concert." ” Fang Xing was speechless and turned his head, didn't you say this!
"Your Majesty has arrived at ......"
As soon as Zhu Zhanji came, he threw out a topic: "Yesterday, someone put on a concert, saying that craftsmen work hard, but they are not free, and their status is low. ” Wu Zhong, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, was unavoidable, and he went out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty are divided into shifts and shifts, and Qin Si is a shift, working for ten days a month, and then no one cares about the rest of the days, so you can make something to sell."
The family can also be exempted from a single ding of hard labor, which is not bad. ” Fang Xing felt that this piece was a little strange, not like an ordinary official could take it, so he went out and said: "Your Majesty, the craftsmen who sit on the shift are not paid, to be honest, it is difficult for a master craftsman to appear under such conditions."
As for the worse shifts, that Qin Si is a blacksmith, a shift every four years, and he doesn't know what to do when he goes back, and when the government greets him, he has to go to all parties with things, how much does it cost to go along the way?
How many days are delayed?
Isn't that bad?
” Wu Zhong smiled bitterly: "Xinghebo, this craftsman system was inherited from Mengyuan, and it has been improved many times, but there is no way to do it."
The only drawback is probably the journey, craftsmen from all over the country take turns to enter Beijing, which is indeed a bit harder. ” Fang Xing shook his head and said, "It's not just hard work, some shift craftsmen are far away from the capital, and they have to pawn things as travel expenses when they come to the house, and they come down a few times......
Lord Wu, it's broken!
” Wu Zhong arched his hand and could only smile bitterly.
The artisan household system was inherited from the Mengyuan Dynasty and was stereotyped in the Hongwu year, and the household registration could not be changed, but the treatment could be discussed.
"Your Majesty, today's craftsman management is very nonsense, for example, the armor factory, there are a hundred sets of armor on it, and if it cannot be completed within the time limit, one set is twenty lashes, and the upper limit is fifty lashes.
But is it done?
Or did you make it in advance?
” Fang Xing's words made people think deeply.
If the craftsman can't do it well, he will be beaten, but what if he does it well?
"The minister thinks that the thousands of craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty must be uneven, and if they are good and talented, they should be given more.
If you are poor and messy, then give you a full meal, so that someone is willing to do your best. ” Yang Rong shook his head and said: "This matter is easier said than done, the little officials below are cunning, whether it is good or bad is their business in the end." ” "Lord Yang is thorough."
Fang Xing arched his hand and said: "This is exactly the truth, so the minister wants to ask you, what if the craftsman registration is cancelled?"
” Belch......
Yang Rong's eyes were slightly cold, and he said: "After canceling the craftsman registration, where will I find craftsmen in the future?"
”