The Longjiang Shipyard is very large, and the shipwrights are all shirtless and work in small groups, working hard in cooperation with each other.
Use the saw to split the wood, use the plane to polish the wood surface, hit the chisel to drill holes, organize and summarize the ship materials... The air is filled with the smell of wood, and it is prosperous.
"Right now, we are just preparing ship materials, and we have not yet reached the final assembly stage." Sanbao introduced, "In addition, I also ordered people to go to Ming Dynasty's existing ships to find relatively new and reusable wood, which can be used in treasure ships. For parts that are too important, try to shorten the construction period and reduce expenses.”
Li Qing nodded and suggested: "Sambo, I think it's better to assemble one first. If everything is ready and something goes wrong in the last step, then all the work will be wasted."
"Don't worry, sir." Sanbao said confidently, "Each ship is scaled down and assembled in the same proportion before cutting. Moreover, there are dedicated shipwrights responsible for each part of the ship. If there is any problem, they will be responsible. Yes, no one dares to be careless."
Li Qing was startled for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
Compared with later generations, the ancients were not stupid at all. They were just limited by feudal restrictions and lacked industrial support.
Even many things in later generations are copied from the work of the ancients.
After walking around for a long time, Li Qing was completely relieved when he saw that everything was in order.
The two returned to the office, drank tea, chatted and reminisced.
"Sambo, you have outstanding abilities, and you will definitely be reused by the emperor in the future."
"Thank you, sir." Sanbao said very modestly, "If it hadn't been for the Battle of Jingnan, I would still be working as a servant in the palace. It's not that I'm great, but it's the emperor's important use of me that makes me stand out."
He took a sip of tea with a gentle smile on his face, "This person is no better than anyone else. Most of them have no chance."
, once he is given the opportunity, who knows that he will not be able to make a career. "
Li Qing laughed dumbly and highly recognized Sanbao's words.
In the past, Lao Zhu was just a cowherd boy. He probably didn't even believe that he could become emperor at that time.
Times make heroes!
But in this era, the current situation is in the hands of the emperor. To be more precise, the current situation is the emperor's will and ambition.
Take Huo Qubing, who was often talked about in the past, for example. Without Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's talent and strategy, there would be no champion, let alone the achievement of sealing the wolf and living in Xu.
And Zhu Di... among the emperors of the past dynasties, he is definitely among the best.
Even since him, no emperor has been able to compare with him.
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Li Qing stayed at the Longjiang Shipyard for half a month. Seeing that all the work was in good order and the shipyard was the same with or without him, he simply returned home.
Just a few days after he was free, Zhu Di came to the door and asked him to hurry up and work.
That meal was so great that Zhu Di was full of energy now. He was too busy to talk about it, and he couldn't watch others idle.
Li Qing had no choice but to work from nine to five.
He couldn't go to the morning court, and even if he was beaten to death, he would go to the morning court, and help Xiaopang by the way, which could barely satisfy Zhu Di.
East Palace.
Xiaopang put down the memorial in his hand and said with a smile, "Sir, I asked Xie Jin and Jin Youzi to read the national policy of reforming the household registration system that you proposed last time, and they all agreed that it is feasible. I am going to talk to my father about it and implement it as soon as possible. Go down."
Li Qing nodded. The situation was completely stable at this stage, and with Zhu Di, the iron-blooded emperor, in charge, it would not be difficult to implement.
"The household registration system does need to be changed, but..." Li Qing pondered, "we still have to consider the impact of its implementation."
"This is natural." Xiaopang said, "It is definitely inappropriate to implement it in full hastily. The situation outside the customs is unclear. The military cannot change it, but the people can relax a little."
Li Qing saw that the little fat man looked like he had the pearls of wisdom in his hands, and said with a smile: "It seems that you already have a case, let's talk about it."
"Indeed." Xiaopang smiled, "That's what I think. On the surface, we still cannot openly support people to change their household registration at will;
After all, the old version of the household registration system has been used for so long. If there are no restrictions, there will definitely be trouble. However, the court can reduce the penalty for changing household registration without permission;
For example, change it to twenty boards! "
Xiaopang smiled and said: "Twenty sticks won't kill anyone, but they will only give you a painful beating. The binding force will be greatly reduced. What do you think, sir?"
"Twenty whips can still kill someone, don't forget the Jin Yiwei." Li Qing shook his head slowly, "Those with vested interests, if they try to bribe local officials, it is likely to backfire. It is better to change the punishment to twenty whips."
There are five mainstream punishments in the Ming Dynasty, flogging, cane, imprisonment, exile, and death. Flogging is the lightest punishment, which is to hit people's legs and buttocks with thorns. It is suitable for punishment of minor crimes, and the specifications of thorns are also strict. Regulation;
After twenty floggings, he would at most suffer some superficial injuries. Even if he could pull off the wattle sticks, he would never be beaten to death.
Xiaopang pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "Sir, what you are considering is that flogging is more appropriate. I will polish it up later and pass it on to my father."
"Yes." Li Qing nodded, and then chatted with Xiaopang, "How does it feel to be a prince and govern?"
"No, it's far less comfortable than when I was the heir." Xiaopang said helplessly, "I feel like I've lost weight."
Li Qing: "..."
"Are you tired?"
"I'm tired, but I'm not stupid. I'll just rest when I'm tired." The little fat boy said, "A living person can choke to death by urinating. With my dad supporting me, what should I be afraid of? The sky won't fall."
Li Qing felt relieved after hearing this.
At the beginning, if Zhu Biao had the mentality of being chubby, he would not have died young.
Little Fatty is also afraid of me, but he is too big-hearted and wants nothing more than to receive a severe beating. He has no advantage in being fat, except that he can bear the beating. Although he is tired, there is basically no psychological burden.
The two were chatting happily when Zhu Gaoxu came in hurriedly and said, "Boss, the third child is going to become a vassal today. You don't want to send him off?"
"Oh, that's right." Xiaopang suddenly remembered that he still had this problem, stood up and said, "Let's go and see him off."
Zhu Gaoxu ridiculed, "Look, when you became the prince, you even forgot about your brothers."
Li Qing couldn't bear to hear people calling him fat, so he asked: "The king of Han has chosen Yunnan as the vassal territory. Now, King Zhao is about to vassalize the vassal. When will the king of Han vassal the vassal?"
"Well..." Zhu Gaoxu choked and said, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry, I want to stay with my father again."
As he said that, he glanced at Li Qing resentfully. He still couldn't let go of the golden beans last time.
Li Qing sneered and said no more, but he was thinking about how to get rid of this guy.
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At the gate of the palace, Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui and his family were bidding farewell to Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun.
"Just live your life well, Queen, and don't think about prestige." Zhu Di warned, "If I know that you are breaking the law and harming the people, then you can go to your hometown in Fengyang to guard the mausoleum of your great-grandfather."
"Yes, yes, I obey." Zhu Gaosui agreed repeatedly.
Zhu Di breathed a sigh of relief. His son was about to leave for a long distance. He felt somewhat reluctant to leave. He said another heart-warming words: "If you miss your father, the emperor, and your empress, come back and see him."
"I understand." Zhu Gaosui nodded, glanced at Li Qing and the others, and said hello.
"Brother, second brother, sir, are you all here to see me off?"
Zhu Gaoxu didn't look very good. Since the eldest brother was awarded the title of crown prince, the third and second brothers stopped calling him. He opened his mouth and shut up like the second brother, which made him very angry.
If Zhu Gaosui hadn't become a feudal lord today, he would have given him a taste of the love from his second brother.
"King Zhao, have a safe journey." Li Qing bowed his hand.
"Hey, you're welcome, sir." Zhu Gaosui smiled and turned to look at Xiaopang, "Brother, I have to leave."
Xiaopang stepped forward and helped him straighten his python robe, "Come back often when you have time. If not, I'll send you a few more letters."
"Yes, my brother has taken note of it." Zhu Gaosui nodded, finally looked at Xu Miaoyun and said reluctantly, "Mother, my son is gone, please take care of yourself."
Xu Miaoyun nodded with red eyes, sniffed, and showed a motherly smile, "Slow down on the road."
Zhu Gaosui nodded, bowed to his father, the emperor and his mother, then turned around and got into the carriage.
Looking at the carriage going further and further away, Zhu Di couldn't help but his eyes moistened slightly. Once his son left, he wouldn't be able to see him all day long.
After the guard of honor disappeared from sight, a few people walked back. Xiaopang told Zhu Di what he and Li Qing were thinking. Zhu Di nodded frequently as he listened, and the haze in his heart gradually disappeared, and he laughed loudly.
Zhu Gaoxu looked at the people talking and laughing, his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he could not move a step.
His expression was gloomy, and he suddenly felt that he was an outsider. He stood there fixedly, his eyes dull.
"Gao Xu, what are you doing standing still?"
"Mother, I...I have some things to do, so I will go back to the palace first." Zhu Gaoxu forced a smile, "My son will come to visit the queen another day."
She knows her son better than her mother. Xu Miaoyun couldn't see her son's disappointment, so she took him and said, "Let's go to Qianqing Palace with my mother. Your elder brother is busy, so we two have a good chat."
"Yes, Queen Mother."
Zhu Gaoxu felt warm in his heart, but after a short while, his heart felt cold again.
"Although Yunnan is a little poorer, the scenery is pleasant, not much worse than Jiangnan. It can be regarded as a good place. Don't forget your mother when you have a vassal land."
"Mother, I want to stay with you again."
"There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever." Xu Miaoyun said gently: "The Queen Mother can't bear to leave you, but she can't keep you forever. If she doesn't let you, she will become a vassal, right?"
Zhu Gaoxu said seriously, "My son doesn't care about being a vassal king. He just wants to be by his mother's side."
"Huh?" Xu Miaoyun's delicate eyebrows twisted, and her tone became a little unkind, "If you don't care about being the vassal king, then you care about being the prince?"
"No, no, my son didn't think about it that way." Zhu Gaoxu waved his hands repeatedly.
"Okay." Xu Miaoyun's face turned cold, "You go back and make preparations. In two days, you will go to Yunnan to join the feudal clan."
"Queen mother, I..."
"Um?"
"Son...resign." Zhu Gaoxu was filled with disappointment, but he did not dare to disobey.
Over the years, the three brothers all know who the real head of the family is. They are afraid of their father who beats others at every turn, but they are even more afraid of their kind-faced mother.
Li Qing had sharp ears and eyes. Hearing the movement behind him, he felt relieved and thought to himself: It must be a female student!
