Three times a year, this is the desire of the craftsmen group.
Gu Zhengchen sighed softly, these people forged gunpowder and forged firearms, but unfortunately, they were barely clothed and had no food to eat. There was not a single person who was prosperous in sight.
There were a few people with big bellies, but not much meat on their bodies. It was obvious that their bellies were enlarged by eating other things, such as Guanyin soil.
In the past few years since the war, everyone has experienced suffering to one degree or another.
Gu Zhengchen raised his hand, stretched out three fingers, and said to everyone with a serious face: "Three dollars a month will buy you all your hard work. Again, the Yuanhuo Bureau only needs capable people and not mediocre people. If you want If you stay in Yuanhuo Bureau, then work hard! If anyone is incompetent, incompetent and lazy, this town council will ask him to leave Yuanhuo Bureau and leave Jurong!"
Three pieces of money, one month!
Liu Ju, Chen Youcai, Hua Xiaoshun, Shen Ming and others were stunned, and the craftsmen were also dumbfounded.
It's true!
real!
Gu Zhengchen was not joking. Three guans of money is three guans of money, and two hundred people add up to 600 guans.
This is indeed a huge expenditure, enough to cover the salary of six hundred county magistrates, and ordinary people cannot afford it.
However, Gu Zhengchen didn't have this worry. Since Lao Zhu promised to give full support, he would give an extra two thousand guan every month. With the court at his back, Yuanhuo Bureau could do things without any worries.
Shen Ming'er shook his head, and a tear flew out: "Whatever Gu Zhenfu tells us to do, we will do it even if we risk our lives!"
"That's right!"
Xu Azhu and others shouted.
Liu Ju, Chen Youcai and others also knew that if Gu Zhenfu was willing to offer such generous treatment, he must be exchanging money for everyone's lives.
At this price, you have to work hard enough!
Gu Zhengchen shook his head slightly: "I don't want your lives, I want you to use your brains to improve firearms. The word "far fire" of the Far Fire Bureau is the goal of your improvement. Whether it is a fire blunderbuss or a divine machine cannon, You must do nine words: hit far, hit accurately, hit hard! These are the nine words, and they should be hung as banners in all departments and far-reaching fire bureaus to remind you all the time!"
Liu Ju, Chen Youcai and others took a deep breath.
Hit far, hit accurately, and hit hard. These nine words are easy to say, but very difficult to realize.
Gu Zhengchen looked at everyone and said: "Currently, gunpowder supplies, smelting and casting materials are being prepared, and camps and warehouses in the guardhouse are also being built. The cave is being excavated, and the preparations are not complete. I will give you half a month to settle in. A good place for the family. The other three departments will base themselves on this department and each propose ten measures to improve firearms. If they fail to mention it, the ambassador, the lieutenants of each department, and the foreign ministers will leave."
"In half a month, the plaque of the Far Fire Bureau will be hung up. I hope everyone knows that the emergence of the Far Fire Bureau will change the situation in the future where the infantry is weak and unable to restrain the cavalry. The dignified China has been bullied by barbarians and barbarians. The era of Ming Dynasty will completely end in your hands! You don’t hold weapons in your hands, but you are still defending the territory of the Ming Dynasty!"
After hearing these words, Liu Ju, Chen Youcai and other craftsmen were both frightened and excited.
What is frightening is that the ten improvement measures are not easy to come up with. If you can't think of them, you will be in trouble.
The exciting thing is that joining the Far Fire Bureau seems to be a very glorious and great thing.
Gu Zhengchen gave these people half a month's leave, and then summoned the Jurong Guard generals, Zhao Hailou and Wang Liang from the Qianhu household, Qin Song, Dou Qiao, Meng Xun, Feng Sanliang from the Baidu household, etc. to arrive.
"Let the sergeants work hard for a while. In addition to daily construction, allocate two hours to cultivate wasteland. Spring plowing is coming, and the farming season cannot be delayed."
Gu Zhengchen arranged.
In the early Ming Dynasty, the rations of the sergeants of the guard did not rely too much on the imperial court to transport supplies, except for important border defense towns and places unsuitable for farming. Most of the guard posts were military garrisons.
There are similarities and differences between the Ming Dynasty's guard system and the Tang Dynasty's military system.
The same thing is that whether it is a guard system or a government army system, when there is no war, the sergeant is a farmer, and farming is the main business. When there is a war, the sergeant puts on his armor and takes out his spear and becomes a soldier.
The difference is that the government military system allows sergeants to "disarm and return to their hometowns" and return to their hometowns to farm. But under the Ming Dynasty's guard system, sergeants could only "disarm and return to the guard post." The guard post was home, no matter where you were from.
The key to a military camp is farming, and the standard is one land for one sergeant. Don't get me wrong, one point of land here refers to fifty acres...
The court will tax the fifty acres of land, and the rest will be the sergeants' rations.
This ideal state made Lao Zhu happily shout: I can feed millions of soldiers without producing a grain of rice.
It's just that the guard farmland is different from the civilian farmland. If the civilian farmland fails or fails to harvest, the court can still exempt him for one or two years without having to pay taxes. But for the military camp, no one will exempt it. The generals still collect it, and the court still collects it on an acre basis. If you want it, you can't give it, it's stipulated by the court...
Panji exists everywhere, but the issue of the guard station was covered up. In the later period, the guard station existed in name only and it was not unreasonable for it to gradually disintegrate.
For the sake of food rations and stomach, the military camp must take priority.
"Gu Zhenfu, we need cattle to clear the wasteland, but we sergeants are all from Jinling and we don't have cattle..."
Zhao Hailou was a little embarrassed.
The only place in the Ming Dynasty that did not need military garrison was the Jingwei Station.
Unfortunately, this group of people is exactly that.
Unlike the local health center, the family itself has cattle.
Gu Zhengchen understood and agreed: "If there is no cow, I will beg for it, but it will take a while. Priority will be given to digging caves, building a warehouse for gunpowder materials, and a residence for the family. The craftsman's courtyard will build a batch of bunk beds and send them over. It is useful for both military camps and residences. After the residence is built, priority will be given to the craftsmen and their families..."
Construction is a simple matter for sergeants, and Gu Zhengchen does not need to interfere too much. Setting up camps is an essential skill for them.
After taking care of the matters at the health station and Yuanhuo Bureau, Gu Zhengchen returned to the county government office.
It's getting late.
Yang Liang quickly found Gu Zhengchen and reported in a low voice: "Your Excellency, Chun Niang has gone to Wu's house again. She hasn't gone out yet. She thinks she will stay in Wu's Cui Niang's boudoir tonight. However, during this period, the government servants have been secretly Observation did not reveal that Chun Niang was colluding with anyone."
"No collusion?"
Gu Zhengchen asked with narrowed eyes.
"No."
Yang Liang is sure.
Gu Zhengchen sat down and played with the copper coins in his hand: "You mentioned that Chun Niang wanted to join the weaving compound, right?"
Yang Liang nodded slightly: "Yes, this woman is really good at needlework and her weaving speed is also fast. Madam has given her a chance, and she is indeed a good candidate."
"Why didn't she live in the Weaving Courtyard instead of going to the Wu family?"
Gu Zhengchen asked puzzledly.
Yang Liang thought for a while and was a little unsure: "This woman seems to have told Madam that she will come back to the weaving compound in the twenty-sixth day."
Gu Zhengchen stared: "The 26th, isn't it tomorrow? In that case, tonight is our chance!"
