The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 27 Mr. Ding lived a long life

"Master Jia, one or two and five dollars a month."

"One or two a month for sergeants."

Sein Fei yelled loudly, and continued, "I'll give my name and come up to get the silver."

"Zhang Dewang."

Zhang Dewang is an old armor chief in his 30s. He stepped forward with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't dare to take the money first. After thinking about it, he whispered: "After the money is distributed, will I still have the monthly rations?"

As a soldier in this kind of place, money is useless. For them, food is the most important thing for them to survive.

"Of course there is." Song Fei said loudly: "The rations are from the imperial court, and the salary is from Master Ding."

Xu Wei's face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Will it be available every month in the future?" Zhang Dewang asked again in a trembling voice.

"Every month." Seinfeld said sharply, "As long as Mr. Ding is alive, every month."

"Thank you, Mr. Ding." Zhang Dewang burst into tears with excitement. He had been a soldier for more than ten years, and this was the first time he saw real money.

He took the silver, turned around and knelt in the direction of the guarding official gate: "Kowtow to Lord Ding."

Everyone turned around and kowtowed.

"Lord Ding will live a hundred years."

"Lord Ding has a long life and peace."

Ding Yi was standing on a high place far away at this time, looking down. The people in the late Ming Dynasty were so easy to be satisfied. In fact, the money that Ding Yi sent and the government's rations also happened to be their salaries.

In this way, they already knelt down in gratitude in excitement.

The same situation is happening everywhere in the castle at the same time, Zhang Jing, Zhao Dashan and others are all paying the salary in the name of Ding Yi.

In addition, if there are family members in the fort, each family will be given an extra five coins.

The height where Ding Yi is located is the Artisan Workshop, which is also the tallest building in the whole castle.

The craftsman workshop is in the innermost part of the fort, built on a mountainside, and there is a gunpowder bureau on the side. The two buildings are adjacent to each other. It is an important place for making weapons and firearms in the fort.

There used to be eleven craftsmen here, including five blacksmiths and six firearms craftsmen. They were breached during the Battle of Ningyuan, and all the craftsmen were taken away by Houjin.

After Zhang Cheng escaped from Juehua Island, he was ordered by the court to garrison here. He brought four blacksmiths on board, and four firearms craftsmen from Dengzhou the following year, and managed to manage the place.

But these firearms craftsmen only do ordinary repairs, and hardly make new firearms.

In the past few years, orphans in the castle have been brought here and treated as apprentices. Now there are eight craftsmen and eighteen apprentices.

These 26 people are the only civilians that Ding Yi did not send out to dig a hole.

When Ding Yi and Li Zhongyi walked up to the top, several craftsmen and apprentices were waiting for him. When they saw Ding Yi, they all knelt down and said, "My lord Ding."

"Get up and get up." Ding Yi quickly helped them up, and said in a good voice: "My uncle is also a craftsman, and everyone is considered to be his own. From now on in our military camp, no matter how many officials you meet, you don't have to kneel down, everyone. Be like family."

Everyone looked at each other.

Shouldn't the craftsman's family also be a craftsman?How did you become an adult?I was a little confused for a while.

The corners of Li Zhongyi's mouth twitched slightly. His lord said in front of Mr. Zhang that his old father was a scholar, and he even picked up characters for him. Now, his uncle has become a craftsman again.

If Zhao Dashan was here, he would definitely think, I have learned another trick: talk to people when you see them, talk to the devil when you see them.

"Li Zhongyi, you are also a craftsman. How many years have you studied and how is your technique?" Ding Yi turned around and asked Li Zhongyi.

Li Zhongyi hurriedly said: "I have been cooking with my father since I was seven years old, and I have studied for 18 years. I can hardly be regarded as a master craftsman." His face was actually a little proud.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Zhejiang and Jiangnan had the strongest craftsman skills (on firearms). Li Zhongyi is from Zhejiang, and it is hard not to be proud of this.

The craftsmen on the opposite side looked dissatisfied. Who would dare to call it a craftsman head?

Ding Yi said slowly: "The masters have studied hard for decades, are exquisite in craftsmanship, endure hardships that ordinary people have never experienced, do jobs that ordinary people cannot do, have all the skills, contribute to the country, build weapons, and kill Jiannu, you They are all people who have made great contributions to the country and deserve the respect of all our soldiers and civilians."

"In the future, I don't want to see you kneeling again. As long as you do your job well and forge tough and sharp weapons, I will definitely reward you."

"Thank you, my lord." Everyone agreed, but their expressions didn't seem to be very convinced.

Ding Yi said again: "Li Baihu was originally an ordinary craftsman in Daxing Castle, and because of his meritorious service, he was promoted to a hundred households—"

Everyone was shocked, can craftsmen turn into military households?What great achievement is this?
The craftsman's registration in the Ming Dynasty is a kind of household registration with extremely low social status. The craftsman's registration is inherited from generation to generation. If he loses his registration, he needs to report to the court. Only the emperor can give special approval. But does Ding Yi care about him? The court is all appointed by himself. Let people know that if the report is reported to the court, it will definitely cause trouble again.

Regardless of whether everyone believed it or not, he continued: "I want to set up a Craftsman Bureau in the fort, and all the craftsmen who make weapons and firearms will be merged into the Craftsman Bureau. Li Baihu will be the director and two deputy directors."

"The chief pays ten taels of silver per month, the deputy chief seven taels, other craftsmen four taels, and apprentices one tael and five taels."

"Manufacturing excellent firecrackers, weapons, etc. will be counted separately, and each piece will be counted as a piece of money."

"The specific matters will be discussed in detail later with everyone."

"Pay first."

After Ding Yi finished speaking, he turned and looked at Li Zhongyi.

Li Zhongyi immediately stepped forward with the roster and money.

"Chen Andong."

Chen Andong was a firearms craftsman, he stepped forward with a blank face, still digesting Ding Yi's words in his mind.

They used to be in Xu Dabao, and each of them paid one tael of silver plus one stone of rice per month.

In this way, it is much better than when it was a military craftsman in Dengzhou.

Now it suddenly turned into four liang, he thought he was dreaming.

"After the assessment, two deputy bureau chiefs will be selected. At present, everyone will pay this month's salary first, four taels for one." After Li Zhongyi finished speaking, he handed him four taels of silver.

Chen Andong took it blankly, and suddenly burst into tears: "Thank you, Mr. Ding." He knelt down with a plop.

"Yeah." Ding Yi was furious: "What I say is deafening? Who made you kneel? Deduct one to five dollars."

Li Zhongyi smiled wryly, stepped forward and took Chen Andong's five coins.

I was dizzy, and Chen Andong got up quickly in fright, only then did he realize that it was true what Master Ding just said about not being allowed to kneel.

"I was wrong, I won't dare anymore." Chen Andong cried loudly.

After payment.

Ding Yi walked into the house and found that most of the surroundings were spears, knives and arrows, and most of them were cold weapons. Craftsmen and apprentices were also making cold weapons.

"Where are the firearms?" Ding Yi was surprised, no man-made firearms?
Chen Andong hurriedly led Ding Yi to the house of the Gunpowder Bureau. As soon as he entered, he saw a mess inside. There were a lot of firearms piled up on the ground and in the corners.

Ding Yi was shocked, he lowered his head to pick it up, and Li Zhongyi next to him also picked it up to look at it, then shook his head: "It's all bad."

Some have exploded, only half.

"Just put it here? None of you know how to repair it?" Ding Yi said unhappily.

　Note collection, please recommend, the big battle is coming.

　　


(End of this chapter)