Iron Dynasty

The mountain wind gusts, with a roaring sound.

At this time, Xiao Ming said: "Everyone, today this king is coming to the Department of Weaponry, one is for this artillery matter, the other is to reward the craftsmen who have made outstanding contributions among you. The rule that the king has always adhered to, this king also promised you when you entered the various workshops in Qingzhou, and now this king has to fulfill this promise."

As soon as Xiao Ming's voice fell, many craftsmen showed excitement.

Chen Qi had already recorded their achievements before, and they have been waiting for this day.

Then Xiao Ming said: "The name I read now will be lifted from slavery, will be granted Qingzhou household registration, and will have all the rights of the people of Qingzhou since then."

"Song Changping, Deng Huaiyuan, Yin Xingjian, Chen Wei..."

One by one, the names were spoken from Xiao Ming's mouth, and the craftsman who was named was trembling with excitement.

At this moment, Chen Qi looked at the young craftsman standing in the forefront. The craftsman was in his twenties and he was already in tears.

He thought that his destiny would be to have children as slaves, daughters as prostitutes, and untouchables for generations, analogous to livestock.

But at this moment, everything has changed.

He had also suspected that King Qi would just talk casually and would not really give them freedom.

Many slaves have this idea, so they are confused. One day is one day, and one day when the monk hits the clock.

But the difference is that he remembers his father's words, no matter what the situation is, he must be honest and conscientious in doing things.

Therefore, he has been working very hard, and it is precisely because of his hard work that Chen Qi brought him from the Equipment Department to the military workshop, and also made him the captain.

The improvement of the situation not only did not satisfy him, but he worked harder. After three months of studying, he finally found a continuous casting method to improve the efficiency of artillery casting.

For this, Chen Qi praised him greatly in the workshop and promised to ask for credit for him. In fact, he did it.

Looking at Chen Qi, Song Changping burst into a smile on his tearful face.

"... Ge Ming." After the thirty craftsmen's names were read, Xiao Ming said: "These thirty slave craftsmen will no longer be slaves from today. The military workshop will handle it for you, and Song Changping has made outstanding contributions. I will get the Qingzhou household registration, and your family will also get the Qingzhou household registration. This king will buy a real estate for you in Qingzhou City. In the future, your family can be reunited. Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfaction!" Song Changping yelled, and slowly knelt down with his fists in both hands. He repeatedly kowtowed his head and cried out: "Your Highness, Thank you!"

Xiao Ming stepped forward and lifted Song Changping up. He said to the craftsmen: "This king knows that many of you don't believe me. Now you should believe it. As long as you work hard, everything is possible in Qingzhou. Not only will you be able to gain freedom, your children can also go to school in Qingzhou and even become officials in the future."

Xiao Ming's voice was loud and deaf, and many craftsmen lowered their heads in shame. They were fed up with the deception of the rich officials and no longer believed in anyone, but now they found that they were wrong.

Now they regretted it, remembering that when they laughed at Song Changping before, they couldn't wait to find a place to get in. Now Song Changping is free, and they are still slaves. They had known this before, why bother back then.

But at the same time, they secretly made up their minds to work hard to get rid of their slave status.

Looking at the various expressions of the slave craftsmen, Xiao Ming thought that if his goal was achieved, he would create a social atmosphere in which hard labor and happiness were to be enjoyed.

Because now he must be a slave, and the people of the fief must also work hard. The victory of one or two wars is not enough to prove that Qingzhou will be stable from then on.

Being trembling, walking on thin ice, this is what everyone should remember.

Rewarded the slave craftsmen, and Xiao Ming rewarded the craftsmen with Qingzhou household registration. This time the reward was to encourage them. After all, for them, silver is the greatest demand.

After the military workshops were rewarded for their merits, Xiao Ming returned to Qingzhou. With the momentum of the military workshops, he asked Qingzhou to also carry out reward measures in various workshops.

At the same time, the newspapers also cooperated with the publicity of this matter, so much time and effort, his only purpose is to improve the enthusiasm of craftsmen.

After all, there is a big difference between positive and negative. A negative craftsman can increase work efficiency by at least three times.

Before the New Year's Day, when the Qingzhou Workshop was very lively because of rewards and punishments, one hundred export artillery from Qingzhou also arrived in Chang'an.

In the study, Xiao Wenxuan was revising the memorial.

Suddenly Feng Deshui sprinted all the way and rushed in. Because he ran too fast, Feng Deshui's feet suddenly became unstable and threw himself at Xiao Wenxuan's feet.

Xiao Wenxuan smiled and said: "Got water, it's not yet Chinese New Year, why did you give me a five-body cast?"

Feng Deshui climbed up, grinning in pain, but still laughed and said: "Your Majesty, the old slave is not giving this great gift today, but ran too fast and fell down. Your Majesty, this king of Qi's artillery has arrived at the firearms camp. "

"The artillery is here, are you serious?" Xiao Wenxuan stood up abruptly, grabbed Feng Deshui and shook it, his expression excited.

"The emperor, the old slave's bones are about to fall apart." Feng Deshui smiled bitterly, "The old slave never lied to your majesty."

"It's really here!" Xiao Wenxuan laughed loudly when he heard the words. At this moment, he put down the brush in his hand and walked out, and said, "Take me to see!"

Feng Deshui hurriedly chased out, "Your Majesty, slow down, put on Diaoqiu, don't be frozen."

Where is Xiao Wenxuan willing to stop, at this moment, he seems to be back to the age of twenty, walking strong and fast.

For him, this is not just a hundred artillery, but also a moment when the royal family re-established its supremacy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For this reason, he asked Feng Deshui to notify all the powerful and powerful in Chang'an to go to the firearms camp, and he wanted to be seen The Forbidden Army had artillery.

Let some officials bring this news to the master behind them.

Firearms camp, at this time a hundred artillery from Qingzhou lined up in the camp, the artillery was covered with gray canvas.

Outside the camp, the soldiers were heavily guarded, and some generals with news arrived early, but they were not allowed to enter any generals outside the firearms camp without an order.

The soldiers in the firearms battalion looked at these things covered by the canvas with great curiosity. They didn't understand what this kind of "artillery" looked like?

Xiao Wenxuan left the palace and came directly to the south gate of Chang'an City, where the firearms camp was located outside the south city.

Feng Deshui has notified all important civil and military officials to take a look at this powerful firearm. This is also the time for Xiao Wenxuan to show his strength to the kings of different surnames.

(To be continued.)