Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

If the sound lifted the curtain.

He stretched his neck and looked forward.

Can't understand what is happening.

Only see the black pressure crushing a bunch of people.

I also heard the loud noise of human voices.

So she and Si Ye got out of the carriage.

Only after getting off the carriage, Ruoyin was shocked by the situation in front of him.

I saw a crowd of people in front of me, like densely packed ants, blocking the road.

The crowd was filled with all the places to stay around, and there was no head at all.

There is no place to stay at all.

Not to mention that it is impossible for a carriage to pass through.

After Su Peisheng stopped the horse, he said, "Master, the slave goes to the front to inquire and see what's going on."

The Fourth Master gave a faint "um", which was considered accurate.

After a while, Su Peisheng frowned and returned.

Just listen to him: "Master, I said why so many people are in front. Upon inquiring, there were more than 20,000 people gathered there."

"Who are these people?" Si Ye asked.

"Isn't Suzhou more developed in the textile industry?" Su Peisheng pointed to the surrounding houses and said: "This area is full of cloth milling workshops and silk weaving workshops. The people who gather are all kickers and mechanics in this area. There are all kinds of craftsmen. Because of their low labor prices, they are not only exploited and oppressed by the workshop Baotou, but also..."

Having said this, he dared not go on.

Seeing how he wanted to speak but stopped, Si Ye ordered: "Say."

"They are still under the strict control of the court." When Su Peisheng spoke, he lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of the Fourth Master.

"The imperial court? How come the Lord has never heard of it?"

If the sound is heard, the light in his eyes turns slightly.

It seems that the local government has concealed this bad situation in order to keep the black hat.

"The minions don't know. Anyway, according to those craftsmen, they have never stopped resisting in order to increase the ICBC and improve their remuneration. There have been several struggles like this. This time, it is considered the largest. One of the same events is called the Xie struggle."

"The reason this time is because a craftsman took a few more days of leave in order to take care of the newly born woman at home and was fired. As the pillar of the family, he lost his job and financial resources. Throwing himself into the lake, this caused a collective protest from everyone." Su Peisheng said.

If you don’t understand the meaning of Xie, ask: "Xie?"

Su Peisheng explained: "Calling Xie is a dialect of Suzhou, which means shouting to stop work."

"Oh." Now if the sound understands, it turned out to be a collective strike.

Like what Su Peisheng said, it was too common in Daqing.

The servility of the Qing Dynasty was deeply ingrained, and many slaves, servants, and workers had no interest protection at all.

In order to earn money to support their families, many people make cattle and horses for the nobles, day and night, but only take a pitiful ICBC.

Worried all day, he was fired accidentally.

This is relatively mild, but serious, and suffers from flesh and blood.

What's more, a little carelessness will kill you.

After listening to Su Peisheng's words, Si Ye fell in the dense crowd and walked towards the crowd.

Ruoyin and Su Peisheng followed together.

When I approached, I heard the craftsmen holding banners and speaking protests.

"Against dismissal without reason!"

"Against oppressive craftsmen!"

"Against the exploitation of craftsmen!"

Protest slogans of this kind are like thunderous ears, and they are unstoppable by tens of thousands of people. They are mighty and magnificent.

The whole earth was shaking.

If the sound is heard, the eardrums are trembling.

You know, there were more than 20,000 people protesting at the scene.

This posture was more than half the number of women who spurred women to protest last time.

But the order at the scene was not worse than hers.

It can be described as neat and tidy.

It can be seen that their purpose is only for profit and survival, and they have no intention of rioting, nor are they involved in other things.

So, this must be a long-planned collective strike.

It is by no means ordinary people who can plan more than 20,000 people so neatly and make more than 20,000 people obedient.

Ruoyin suddenly became a little curious about what kind of person is the man behind this scene.

Just when Ruoyin was curious, a famous man in an ink-colored robe on the high ground on the right said loudly, "Those imperial court officials, who are better than tens of hundreds of taels in one month, and nine-rank Sesame officials, have three taels of silver a month. Officials who are no longer in the stream will get around two taels of silver in January."

"And most of us work nine hours a day, with only a pitiful twenty cents."

"On the market, there are ten cents per liter of rice and twenty cents per catty of noodles. This is not the cost of oil and salt. The money for making clothes from cotton and cotton is not enough to support ourselves and our family after a hard day. "

"Whenever something happens, the family will completely collapse."

"So, this time we must fight the government and the court to the end."

"What we are protesting against is the fate of the working class of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Okay! Well said!" The crowd echoed.

If the sound can be heard, nine hours, that is eighteen hours.

In this way, only six hours of rest a day.

Excluding meals and housework, I'm afraid there are only three or four hours of sleep that are pitiful.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

I don't know where there is a sound of stone hitting.

Ruoyin looked up and saw that after the man had said his impassioned words, he was holding a hammer, hammering a tall stone tablet one after another.

And the stone monument reads "The Forbidden Mechanic is called Xiebei".

Out of curiosity, Ruoyin asked the woman next to him at random: "Sister, how did this stone tablet come from?"

The woman looked at Ruoyin up and down: "Girl, you are from a different place. This stone monument, it's our workers who called for a break a few years ago. Those stingy workshops Baotou Gong asked the local government for help and let the government intervene. , The government took the money from the contractor and forced us to resume work. For this reason, the "forbidden mechanic called Xiebei" was specially erected."

"Oh." Ruoyin nodded, indicating that he understood, "Who is the man who hammered the stone tablet?

"He, he is the master mechanic in our textile workshop. As long as there is a problem with this piece of machinery, he can't repair it well. Moreover, his house used to open a martial arts gym, but it fell away later, so he can do it. By the way, the worker is called Xie this time, he also organized it."

Hearing this, Ruoyin's eyes turned slightly, and then said to the woman: "Thank you for letting me know."

Ruoyin heard that the man was the organizer, so he curled his neck and looked carefully.

I saw the man holding a black iron sledge hammer weighing more than fifty kilograms, and he continued to hammer the stone tablet.

The hammer body carved with floral prints is very exquisite.

After a few hammers, the stele was crumbling.