Lin Qizong had a hasty lunch, and at the urging of his father-in-law, he took his household registration card and went to the Military Control Commission. Wait until you get to the eight-character wall outside the gate and take a look, okay! There were more than thirty people standing sparsely at the door, here and there. Taking a closer look, he knew more than half of them, and they were all children who came to sign up.
Judging from the age of the people present, there were some in their twenties and thirties, others in their forties and fifties, and even one in his sixties. Judging from the family background, except for two merchants' families, almost all of them were from poor families, and none of them were from official families.
The most special thing is that some people are actually wearing round-neck t-shirts, which makes Lin Qizong look down on him. He thinks that he is crazy about fame. He even uses this hand and is not afraid of walking. Being pointed at the back and scolded.
The so-called 襥shirt is actually the green blouse in ancient poems. It originated from the Tang Dynasty and is a proper Han Chinese dress. Its shape is a round collar and big sleeves, with a horizontal 襥shirt as a robe, and folds around the waist, mostly in blue. Fabric production. The clothing system of the Ming Dynasty was not much different from that of the Song Dynasty, so it was naturally followed.
However, the reason why Lin Qizong despised those who wore robes was because even in the Ming Dynasty, only scholars and above and those attending ritual ceremonies in the county could wear them. There is a saying among the people that "it is better for a scholar not to wear robes."
Although scholars in the Manchu and Qing Dynasties usually wore robes and jackets, and when they were awarded the title of scholar, they would also wear a gilt gold dome to show their status. However, they must wear a green shirt when they worship their ancestors every year. If they don't have one at home, they must Just borrow one. On the surface, the statement is that the ancestors have never seen the robes of the Qing Dynasty, and the ancestors who wear the robes do not recognize them. However, everyone in the scholar community understands that this is a lesson passed down by the ancestors. If they do not forget the meaning of the Ming Dynasty, they can be regarded as high pressure from the Manchu and Qing Dynasties. A limited spiritual resistance under domination.
By the way, in order to win over scholars, the Manchu and Qing court did not interfere with this, and it was used from the early Qing Dynasty to the end of the Qing Dynasty.
Lin Qizong stepped forward and everyone familiar and unfamiliar bowed their hands in greeting. Seeing that no one was moving, he asked in surprise: "Why don't you guys go in?"
"Brother Deyuan, although the new dynasty has changed the system and turned the county government office into a military control commission, it is still a government office after all! Although we are just children, we have no fame after all. There may be something wrong with going in rashly, so we should wait Well. I think the people at the gate will see it soon and will naturally come out and tell me to wait."
"Yeah yeah."
It’s not surprising that everyone thinks this way. Although the Military Control Commission had already posted a notice stating that the door of the Military Control Commission was open to the public, they could come to them at any time if they had anything to do, and no one would ask for door bags. But these days, as long as ordinary people are not involved in a lawsuit, no one will run to the Yamen, and it is too late to hide.
However, regarding this issue, Guo Yu has repeatedly explained to Lin Qizong in the morning, saying that as long as you explain your purpose to the guard at the door, someone will take you to the registration office, so don't be afraid.
So Lin Qizong smiled slightly and pretended to be free and easy: "Everyone, since we all say it's a new dynasty, why bother being so coy? Just follow me."
After saying that, he walked up the steps in front of everyone's surprised eyes. When more than thirty children saw it, they couldn't help but secretly admire how brave this man was. Some immediately followed him, but most of them still didn't dare to move.
Lin Qizong walked to the gate, and before the guard on guard could speak, he bowed to him and bowed: "May I ask this official, we are here to register for the imperial examination, please give me some advice. two."
The soldier on guard raised his hand and returned the military salute, which startled Lin Qizong and several other boys. Then he said "Wait a moment" and shouted through the door. After a while, a man walked out of the concierge. He was not tall, but quite burly. He held a hard leather wallet in his hand. He was wearing a dark green military uniform with no military rank, a military cap, and no armed belt.
"Hello everyone, my surname is Huang and my given name is Huang Lusheng. I am responsible for the filing of scientific reports in Ninghai Prefecture. You can call me Director Huang."
Lin Qizong and others were surprised, wondering what kind of official was the "secretary"? But since this person is in charge of the reporting department, he should be similar to the pian of the previous ceremonial room. So several people hurriedly greeted him, some called him "Secretary Huang" and some called him "Master Huang". Huang Lusheng heard this and quickly corrected him.
Those like them who come to Jiaodong to serve as military control commission clerks are almost all veterans who have retired from Siberia. They have been in the Northern Navy for at least five years. Not only do their families have enough food and clothing, but they also need to be strong mentally. Before coming to Shandong last year, the Northern Navy Staff specially held an education conference. Zhao Xin and Wu Siyu both spoke to them, repeatedly emphasizing that everyone came to Shandong not to be rich and enjoy themselves, but to do things for the common people.
Huang Lusheng asked Lin Qizong and others for their household registration cards, then opened the hard leather wallet in his hand and compared it with the list of children in the county. When he found a few of them, he handed the cards back and told them to go inside. You can register at the original ceremony room behind the ceremonial gate.
Lin Qizong and others bowed in thanks and were about to walk in when they heard someone behind them say: "May I ask this master, Guan, about... when can I get the exam allowance?"
When he turned around, he saw an old boy in his fifties wearing a t-shirt walking over and fell to the ground with a bow to Huang Lusheng. Hearing this man ask the key question, Lin Qizong couldn't help but stop and pricked up his ears. At the same time, the children waiting at the bottom of the steps saw Lin Qizong entering, and they all came up.
Huang Lusheng hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and said, "Old sir, you don't have to be like this."
From the subsequent conversation between the two, everyone understood that in order to receive the "examination allowance" from Beihai Town, they must first complete the registration, and then participate in the "pre-examination training class" held by the Military Control Commission early next month. Three days and then you can get the money.
Everyone thought they would have to wait at least a few months to get it, but they didn't expect it would be available next month, and they were very excited. Although some of them have a few acres of land at home, their lives are very difficult because they have to support a student. Two taels of silver is really not a small amount for them.
A group of children, headed by Lin Qizong, followed the instructions of the soldiers standing guard along the road, bypassed the Yimen and came to the courtyard where the sixth room used to be.
At this time, the air in the courtyard was filled with the smell of burning coal and fireworks, which made Lin Qizong wrinkle his nose. He noticed that above the windows of each official room, a white cylinder as thick as a calf stretched out at regular intervals. After passing the eaves, the white cylinder turned upwards for more than two feet, and there was a faint air. There is a faint green smoke, and there is a small conical cap at the top of the cylinder.
"Is this a chimney? What is it for?"
Lin Qizong was wondering when the person following him gave him a gentle push and said, "Brother Deyuan, which office room should we go to?"
The six rooms in the Ninghai Prefecture County Office were originally arranged in order from the northernmost on the west side to the northernmost on the east side according to the order of officials, households, soldiers, and punishments. After the establishment of the Military Control Commission, the names of each house were changed according to the custom of Beihai Town; the official house became "personnel", the household house was changed to "finance and taxation", the ceremonial house became "culture and education", and the military house became The "Public Security Police Station", the criminal room were changed to "Judiciary", and the workshop was changed to "Construction". In addition, a separate customs and "health clinic" were set up.
The customs is located in Longmen Port, replacing the previous inspection department; because the medical staff are all women, the health center is currently closed to the public to avoid material disputes and only serves as an internal clinic in the Beihai Navy.
Because of Guo Yu's previous instructions, Lin Qizong had the courage to go to the door of the second room on the left with the "Culture and Education" sign and knocked twice.
"Please come in!"
Pushing open the door, a warm air hit his face. Lin Qizong saw two people sitting behind two desks in the room, looking at him with a smile.
At this time, several boys behind him were also coming in. One of them quickly stood up and said, "Two people are coming in at a time. I'm sorry, everyone, this office room is too small."
The children outside the house heard his polite words, so they stopped going inside and just stood in the corridor waiting.
Lin Qizong and the people behind him walked into the house, and first bowed to the two people behind the desk. The two people also smiled and bowed their hands, asked them for their household registration cards, and filled in the registration form. At this time, Lin Qizong found that the person opposite was holding a pen in a very strange posture, as if he was holding a carving knife, and his handwriting was like a knife carving an axe. Moreover, the order of writing was not from top to bottom, from right to left, but from top to bottom, right to left. From left to right, top to bottom.
Soon, he was attracted by the pen in the hand of the person opposite. Not to mention that the pen barrel was as clear as crystal, with a black line in the middle. The material was very strange. What shocked him most was that there was no need to dip ink in between writing. .
This is something that has never been heard of before!
As his eyes wandered, he noticed a strange thing placed in the corner of the room, which made him say "Eh" unconsciously. The thing was dark in appearance, like a cylinder. There was a silver-white kettle placed on the square plate at the top, with steam emitting from the spout, and three low legs at the bottom. The white cylinder he had seen outside the door before came down from the window and connected to a protruding position on the edge of the square plate.
Lin Qizong immediately realized that this should be an object similar to a charcoal stove, making the room warm as spring. He couldn't help but think that everything in the official palace of the new dynasty was full of strangeness.
Is it not surprising? The cast-iron coal stove with a chimney was something that only existed in the 1950s in another time and space, and did not exist in the Qing Dynasty!
In recent years, with the continuous improvement of the development of the northern Senshu coal mine in Ezo and the central coal mine of Kuye Island, well, mainly because more and more people were sent to dig coal, except for the Qing army prisoners of war and Tsarist Russian prisoners of war who refused to repent, There are also many cultists, and four coal ships arrive at the port almost every two days.
The steel mills in Khabarovsk and the industrial zone east of the Sila River simply could not use so much coal, so the old-fashioned coal stoves used in bungalows were "invented" by Chen Qingsong. The production and assembly of this thing is not complicated. Each component can be molded at once by pouring. The civil affairs department has taught the method of making briquettes through community organizations.
Another very important point is that as the urbanization of Beihai Town and the development of farmland become wider and wider, logging has become a hard job; city residents have to travel far to find birch forests, and trees on the mountains cannot be found. It was cut casually, so when coal stoves were put out in Beihai trading companies, they were quickly accepted by the people.
In order to solve the winter problem of the troops, before winter last year, the Civil Affairs Bureau transported thousands of cast iron coal stoves and distributed them to the four county military control committees.
In the Qing Dynasty, coal was produced in Laiyang, Haiyang, Qixia and other places within Dengzhou Prefecture. However, the main use of coal in these years was ironmaking and metallurgy, and people had to use charcoal and firewood for heating.
Kong Shaoan, who was based in Wendeng at that time, bought tens of thousands of kilograms of coal from Haiyang and other places through merchants in the city, and then asked the soldiers to make briquettes themselves. This solved the winter heating problem in the Military Control Commission and the military camp.
At this time, after the person opposite Lin Qizong filled out the registration form, he opened a blank "account book", with each page divided into two parts. He filled in Lin Qizong's name and the house number on the household registration card at the top and bottom, then tore it off with a "stab" and handed it to the surprised Lin Qizong and said: "Go out and turn right into the third room and take the list." Leave it to the people in the house.”
Lin Qizong put away his household registration card and walked out of the house in a daze. He came to the door of the house where Cao Fugui and Guo Yu had taken their ID photos. He knocked twice and heard "Please come in" from inside, so he opened the door. Went in.
As soon as he entered the door, Lin Qizong couldn't help but be startled. He found that the furnishings in this room were very strange. Like Guo Yu, he also tried to figure out what the black umbrella with silver inside and the silver board on the shelf in the room were for, but the clerk in charge of taking pictures obviously would not give him such a chance. The other party asked for the order in his hand, and then asked him to sit under the white wall with the best light, where there was an official hat chair.
"Just sit on that chair and keep your hands flat. Take off your hat. Don't cross your legs. Don't let your legs tremble."
Lin Qizong had no idea what he was doing. Four or five steps away from him, there was a black tripod with a strange black box on it. Facing his direction, there was also a lens that seemed to be a crystal. .
At this moment, his whole body was stiff and he didn't know how to release his arms and legs. However, the person opposite was still ordering him: "Turn your head to the right. Turn to the left. Look at my hands. Lift your head a little! Don't move." "
After a slight "click", the man tore off the lower half of the previous two-part slip, picked up a pen and marked it, and said to Lin Qizong: "I'll pick up the photos here in five days."
Lin Qizong didn't understand what a "photo" meant, so he said "hmm" and then bowed. He put on his hat, stood up and walked to the door in a daze. When he saw the next person walking in with a curious look on his face, the other person even arched his hand. Lin Qizong thought of the scene where he was manipulated just now, and when he looked at this person again, the muscles on his face twitched twice.
After exiting the gate and returning to the eight-character wall, Lin Qizong couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. After completing this dazzling set of procedures, he felt that his understanding of the yamen had been completely overturned. So he decided to go to Butcher Zhang to get some pig meat on credit, so that he could make up for his insufficient brain.
(End of chapter)
