Today's meal delivery team quickly entered the prisoner of war camp.
But in addition to the cooks and helpers who deliver the meals, there is also a team.
In this open space, a very eye-catching banner was erected.
The above content is also very simple, that is, twelve big characters: Work hard to reform, and tomorrow will be better.
Then there were more than ten tables placed in front of that eye-catching banner.
Behind each desk there is a person sitting with a book in his hand and pen and ink on the desk.
"???" A group of people were carrying broken bowls in their hands, and the prisoners of war waiting to receive their meals all looked at the twelve big characters with confused faces.
Benefiting from the profound cultural background of the Jiangnan region, the literacy rate has greatly improved. Among the 20,000 prisoners of war, almost 20% are literate.
Passed down by word of mouth, almost everyone knows these twelve characters, but what is the purpose of these twelve characters appearing in this prisoner of war camp?
Soon, someone picked up a loudspeaker and shouted, asking the prisoners of war in the top ten cities (100 people in each city) to come first to report.
After the report was completed, each person was given two taels of meat for lunch today. This reward model instantly made these prisoners of war feel energetic.
"Name."
"Liu Laoqi."
"how old are you?"
"Twenty, the villain is not married yet."
"Don't answer randomly, you answer whatever I ask you.
Do you have any special skills, such as farming, or blacksmithing, or something else? "
"Officer, I have always been working for my boss, ah no... for the Zhu Thieves Mansion."
"When you are sweeping, do you drop things?"
"How dare you? If this villain dares to throw something belonging to my boss, I won't be beaten to death..."
"Well, I understand, you are a mechanic."
"Ji Gong? What is that?"
"It means technical work. Get out of the way and be next."
The confused prisoner of war picked up the broken bowl and began to ask the people next to him. Fortunately, at this time, another large announcement was posted.
The prisoners of war came closer and noticed that the bulletin board was written in great detail.
These prisoners of war were originally going to be exiled or imprisoned.
However, considering that most of them were accomplices who were forced to join the conspiracy, the benevolent Xuanfu Controller Gao Zhang decided to treat them leniently.
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But since they have made a mistake, they should pay the price for their mistake. To put it simply, let them use their own labor to exchange for freedom.
In order to meet the labor reform needs of nearly 20,000 prisoners of war, a huge factory is now being built near the river in the suburbs of Suzhou.
This factory will become the largest weaving factory in Suzhou and has a series of related factories, such as clothing, shoemaking, etc.
And these prisoners of war will become the main force in building the factory and after it is built.
Of course, reform through labor does not mean that you will work for the court for free. Of course, you will be paid.
The wages will be paid by Suzhou No. 1 Weaving Factory, a subsidiary of Kaifeng Metal Workshop.
However, the wages are only half of those of normal laborers. After all, everything you eat, drink, and sleep has to be borne by the court.
Five years after your labor reform, you will be free to return to society.
Of course, if you become a technical expert or are willing to continue to work hard in the factory.
At that time, your labor wages will return to normal and you will receive the same treatment as those craftsmen in Suzhou.
You can even sign a long-term employment contract and have a stable job.
Of course, this only gives you the right to choose. If you don't want to undergo labor reform, that's fine.
When the time comes, you will be imprisoned in another prisoner of war camp, waiting to be tattooed and exiled to the border.
As for whether you will serve as a soldier and serve the court, or whether you will go to the local area to work tirelessly as a free coolie to build cities, defenses and camps, that depends on your own luck.
"Can such a good thing happen?" The expression of the prisoner of war standing in front of the announcement, carrying an empty bowl, could simply be described as overjoyed.
After all, Tan Xuanfu was chopping his head off outside Suzhou City every day these days, and their prisoner-of-war camp was not far from there.
The bloody scene still makes them feel scared, and everyone feels that their future fate will be even if they don't die.
He might even get his face tattooed or be sent to the army.
But I never expected that this child prodigy champion was really kind-hearted and could actually give such an opportunity.
Not to mention giving money, everyone is happy even if they don’t give money.
After all, no one wants to leave their homeland and have their face tattooed to join the army. If you die in a foreign land, no one will be able to help you pick up your bones.
And even if your exile is over, you can still be alive and return to your hometown.
Maybe your child may be the child of the old king next door, or even your bride may have become the bride of the old king next door.
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While eating, the eyes of the prisoners of war who finally understood what reform through labor meant were all bright. Some even went over to inquire about the authenticity before they even finished their meals.
Those who were responsible for recruiting prisoners of war through labor and reform were naturally happy to get it done in one day.
He patiently explained to these prisoners of war who were unwilling to leave their hometown and were willing to stay and work here.
Among the nearly 20,000 prisoners of war, not one of them stood up and said that I wanted to find a new way of doing things. The world is so big and I just want to go for a walk.
They all neatly held their heads high and said that reform through labor is very suitable for people like us.
We are willing to dedicate our youth and sweat to building our hometown, building Suzhou, improving the level of light industry in Suzhou, and building a strong coastal light industry state in the Song Dynasty.
Compared with the joy in the prisoner-of-war camp outside the city, at this moment, the leader of the thieves, Zhu Meng, was leading more than a dozen close friends and dead soldiers in extremely embarrassed manner, walking through the fields ten miles south of Weitangchang.
At this moment, the bright armor on Zhu Meng's body was almost in pieces, and most of the more than ten close friends behind him were injured.
Just now at Weitang Field, we encountered a group of officers and soldiers, and after a short but fierce conflict.
Zhu Meng and his party finally got rid of the pursuers and escaped.
The desire to survive is like chicken blood pumped into the body, allowing them to persevere and work hard to move forward.
Everyone, including Zhu Meng, the Great King of Wu, could only eat dry food and continue to move forward while driving the mounts under him.
"Your Majesty, if we go forward for about a day or two, we can reach the Nashayao Salt Field."
"Don't call me King anymore. You and I, brothers, are at this time. We don't need to be born like this. Brothers, you can live and die with me, Zhu."
"When Zhu recovers, he will surely share the blessings with all his brothers."
Zhu Meng's promise was greeted with only a few sparse and feeble echoes.
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(End of chapter)
