Mixed with salted fish in Hongwudang

Chapter 408 Our Daming is about to flourish!
Accept fate?

Hearing this, Zhang Tianyou suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart.

If I accept my fate, I should still be the prince!
Why do I accept my fate? Zhu Chongba is just a beggar, no more noble than a merchant!
Zhang Tianyou was always unwilling and full of resentment.But he also knows that these people in front of him are not people who can help him achieve great things, and they are only worthy of being used by him.

Therefore, he suppressed the anger in his heart and asked calmly.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Are you paying a high price to snatch someone from Zhu Yunxi?"

When everyone heard Zhang Tianyou's words, they fell silent again. They were absolutely unwilling to pay high prices. Once they fell into the quagmire of raising prices with each other, how much less money would they earn each year?
But right now, it seems like you can’t recruit people without raising the price, right?
"Dare to ask Mr. Zhang, is there a better way?"

Zhang Tianyou sneered.

"You are also people who have been dealing with textile workshops for many years. Let me ask you a question. How much did you spend and how long did you spend on the textile workshops and looms?"

When everyone heard this, it was like waking up from a dream.

Textile workshops cannot be run with money. First of all, you must have enough looms.

However, the structure of the loom is complicated, and it takes at least two months to build and debug each one.

And this thing is often broken, and it needs constant maintenance...

Therefore, small households could not afford looms at all, and those who could afford looms were in Suzhou or even Daming, and they were already well-off families.

This is why there are so many weavers who would rather weave for workshops than weave at home.

Because they do not have the means of production such as looms.

"Young master Zhang means that the grandson of the emperor doesn't have enough looms?"

Zhang Tianyou glared at everyone displeased.

"what do y'all think?"

"The first batch of workers recruited by Zhu Yunxi are still working in the Suzhou Weaving Bureau with empty pay."

"These two groups of people now have a high probability of doing the same."

"Once the emperor's grandson can't afford to support them, there will be riots in Suzhou City. At that time, if you want to hire people, instead of spending more money, you can take the opportunity to lower the price..."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up immediately.

"High!"

"Young Master Zhang has a wonderful plan, we really admire it!"

"I just don't know how long the emperor's grandson can delay?"

"It is said that the emperor's grandson is not short of money, and many properties under his hands are making money every day..."

"If it takes a year and a half with us, then we will delay the construction period!"

This is also what Zhang Tianyou is worried about, that is, he doesn't know how much Zhu Yunxi can carry and how long he can carry it.

But he felt that Zhu Yunxi couldn't carry it for too long, because he was not a fool, and he didn't have the reason to take money for nothing.

"It depends on how you choose."

"If you raise the price to recruit people now, it will solve the trouble for Zhu Yunxi and the court, but it will be difficult for you to raise the price in the future."

"If you carry it all out and let Zhu Yunxi retreat despite the difficulties, knowing that the textile industry is beyond his reach, then Suzhou will still be your world in the future!"

"This……"

Everyone hesitated again when they heard the words, and after a while, Sun Kaishan faltered and said.

"How about we observe for a month?"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words.

"Brother Sun is right, let's stabilize for a month and see what the emperor's grandson will do. We are thinking about how to deal with it..."

After that day, the entire city of Suzhou became quiet in an instant, and no one gathered in the magistrate's office to make trouble anymore.

Occasionally, a few rogues wanted to provoke trouble, but they were caught on the spot by the prefect's guards and thrown into the prison.

But everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

Once it was time to pay wages, and the emperor's grandson couldn't pay, the tranquility in front of him would turn into a violent storm, sweeping across the entire city of Suzhou.

However, can the emperor's grandson issue this money?

One month or two months, one year or two years?
With [-] looms, even if all the craftsmen in the capital work together, it will not be completed in two or three months, right?

Then the grandson of the emperor raised these workers for nothing?

While a group of merchants were waiting to watch the excitement, dozens of cargo ships suddenly arrived at Suzhou Wharf.

There are a few Jinyiwei wearing flying fish suits standing on each cargo ship. One look at the cargo on this ship is extraordinary.

Zhang Qinglai, the prefect of Suzhou, came to the pier early in the morning with hundreds of yamen servants, waiting here in person, ready to receive the first batch of looms sent by the emperor's grandson.

However, when the cargo ship arrived at the port, Zhang Qinglai saw the bundled wooden slats and other pieces of wood, and the joy on his face dissipated instantly.

He grabbed the leader Jin Yiwei and questioned him.

"Xu Qianhu, where's the promised loom? Why did you send me a pile of rotten wood?"

"Master Zhang, this is the loom!"

"Is this a loom?"

Zhang Qinglai looked at the broken wood on the boat again, but couldn't connect these things with the loom.

"No, how does this thing weave?"

Xu Liuzi shook his head and said.

"We don't understand this, we are only responsible for the deposit, and the craftsmen on board will do the assembly!"

"Assembly?"

"Yes!"

"Or else?"

"Although the cargo ship is big, it can't hold a few looms. How can we transport them without taking them apart?"

When Zhang Qinglai heard this, he showed a sudden realization expression.

"I see!"

"Emperor Tai Sun Yingming, but the lower officials are dull."

"Come, come, hurry up and move the goods to the workshop, assemble a few and come out to have a look!"

Under the urging of Zhang Qinglai, the goods on a ship were quickly unloaded and transported to the Suzhou Textile Workshop by horse-drawn cart.

Zhang Qinglai has been staring at the craftsman's assembly, afraid of missing every detail.The weavers who had been raised by Zhu Yunxi for a period of time also surrounded and pointed at the parts on the ground.

"This loom looks a bit strange, it seems to be different from what we are used to..."

"Yes, I saw that there are still a lot of iron parts, which should be stronger than the ones we used before."

Amidst the whispers of the crowd, the craftsman quickly assembled a loom.

Zhang Qinglai looked at the loom in front of him, and called a skilled weaver to demonstrate on the spot.

Chen Jiu sat beside the loom, stepping on the pedal of the loom, weaving silk creakingly.

After weaving for a while, Chen Jiu gave a thumbs up to the craftsman beside him.

"Master, this loom is absolutely perfect. It is smoother than all the looms we have used before, and it saves effort. What's more rare is that the warp and weft are distinct, the width is the same, and there is no mistake!"

"May I ask master, are you an old craftsman who builds looms?"

The craftsman laughed loudly when he heard this.

"What!"

"We've never done this thing before. It's just made out of the lathe one by one according to the drawings given by the emperor's grandson."

"To put it bluntly, we only learned how to assemble it for a few days before we came here, otherwise we wouldn't even know how to assemble it, hahaha!"

"what?"

This time it was the turn of Chen Jiu and the others to be surprised, even Zhang Qinglai who was watching the fun was full of surprise.

He is the magistrate of Suzhou, so he must understand the pillar industries of Suzhou.

Now I hear the craftsman say that he doesn't know anything about looms, but he can assemble a loom in a short time, which makes him very surprised.

"I want to ask you a question, how much can this loom be loaded in a day?"

"One person can install ten units a day. There are a total of 300 craftsmen on board this time, and they can install [-] units a day."

"Huh..."

Zhang Qinglai was shocked when he heard this, and at the same time he also understood why the emperor's grandson had the confidence to recruit so many people.

30 units a day, [-] units in ten days, [-] units in [-] days...

There may not be [-] looms in the entire city of Suzhou. The emperor's grandson has directly monopolized the silk textile industry in Suzhou city by himself!

It can be foreseen that in the future, there will be [-] looms rattling in the city of Suzhou, all of which will be government-run workshops, and there will be no personal workshops!

"Emperor Grandson Shengming!"

Zhang Qinglai held back for a long time and could only hold back this sentence.

The craftsman on the side laughed when he heard the words.

"It's natural, the emperor's grandson is a god in the sky, even Daoist Zhang dare not call himself master in front of our emperor's grandson!"

Zhang Qinglai is a serious Confucian apprentice, who believes in Zibuyu, strange power and chaotic gods.

Therefore, he doesn't believe a word of the craftsman's ghosts and gods.

But he was still satisfied with the craftsmanship of the craftsmen, and immediately announced that the magistrate's government would pay for it, and buy a few big fat pigs for the craftsmen who assembled the looms, butchered them for meat.

This move immediately won unanimous thanks from the craftsmen.

The next day, three thousand looms started at the same time, and the creaking sound of weaving could be heard miles away.

This time, a group of merchants who were waiting to see the joke couldn't sit still, and ran to the textile workshop to check.

Normally, Zhang Qinglai didn't want them to visit, but the emperor's grandson explained in the letter that he was not allowed to block the people who came to see the fun, so he just turned a blind eye.

A group of merchants wore the clothes of ordinary people and entered the workshop among the weavers. After seeing Yishui's hardwood loom, they all fell into chaos.

"You look at the loom, each one is exactly the same, even all the parts are the same size..."

As soon as Sun Kaishan finished speaking, the old craftsman beside him replied with a smile.

"This dude has good eyesight!"

"Our emperor grandson said that only standardization can achieve industrialization!"

When Sun Kaishan heard the words, he hurriedly asked.

"What is industrialization?"

This has completely fooled the old craftsman, he is just parroting his tongue, how can he know what industrialization is?
"It just means...you can get whatever you want..."

"But this standardization is a good thing. All our parts are of the same size and workmanship. As long as there is a problem with a loom, we can replace it with a standard part, which greatly saves time..."

This Sun Kaishan understood, which is why he was most shocked.

In the past, the looms were all made by craftsmen based on experience, and there was no unified statement about the size. It can be said that each loom has a different size.

Therefore, when you want to repair, you can only temporarily make parts according to the difference of the loom.

However, the looms on Huangtaisun's side are so beautiful. All the looms are the same size and have exactly the same parts, which saves the boss' trouble.

Now he is only curious about one thing, and that is how the emperor's grandson can make so many looms, and they can guarantee that they are exactly the same.

"Dare to ask this brother, can you tell me how this loom was built, and why it can be so consistent..."

"The lathe!"

"As long as the fixed size is set, the lathe can be turned out with one movement, and naturally all the parts are exactly the same!"

"What's a lathe?"

"lathe……"

The old craftsman suddenly found that things that he was familiar with in the workshop in the capital were really difficult to explain to others outside.

"It's a special tool that specializes in the production of various parts!"

"This……"

Sun Kaishan's face was full of confusion, and he didn't understand what the old craftsman said.

But the old craftsman was no longer in the mood to waste words with him, so he left without saying a word.

"Don't ask me any more. You just know one thing. Our workshop in Beijing can produce thousands of looms a day, and it will fill up the city of Suzhou in less than ten and a half months!"

When Sun Kaishan and the workshop owners behind him heard this, they collectively lost their composure.

If it is true as the old craftsman said, then they can only drink northwest wind in the future!
"Dare to ask my brother, is your workshop in the capital really so capable?"

The old craftsman raised his head proudly.

"That's natural!"

"Don't talk about producing looms, even producing armor and chariots for the imperial court, we are no problem!"

"This……"

Sun Kaishan fell silent again, and at the same time became more curious about the workshops in the capital.

What kind of workshop is it that can produce looms and chariots?
But there is one more important thing right now, that is, their bet with the emperor's grandson failed.

Although the two sides have never fought against each other, or even met each other, the two sides have been competing secretly.

The owner of the Suzhou workshop was unwilling to let the emperor's grandson intervene in the textile business, and he was unwilling to give up the benefits he had obtained, so he cooperated with Zhang Tianyou to fight against the emperor's grandson.

If there is no such stake, even Zhang Tianyou said that Potian and they would not take it seriously.

However, the harsh reality tells them that they are about to lose their livelihood.

The number of looms they are most proud of is vulnerable to the emperor's grandson!
After visiting a circle of the government's textile workshops, everyone came out of the workshops one by one with their heads downcast.

"Everyone, what shall we do now?"

"What else can we do, I just ask the grandson of the emperor not to go too far, and at least give us a way to survive!"

"Live?"

Sun Kaishan looked at the speaker with a sneer.

"The emperor's grandson is a dragon in the sky, how can he think of you and me, a group of merchants?"

"They let the government punish us before the beginning, and they have already given us a big face!"

"Now that the emperor's grandson's workshop is open, let's wait until the door is closed..."

After Sun Kaishan said this, he returned home in a daze. Seeing that the workshop was empty and only a few old weavers were still weaving, he felt aggrieved.

Why on earth is this? How can such a good business become like this!

The same question echoed in Zhang Tianyou's mind.

That afternoon, under the escort of his brother-in-law, he secretly went to the government-run workshop to look around.

Seeing the new type of textile machine again, Zhang Tianyou was also taken aback.

He always thought that Zhu Yunxi was almost desperate under his persecution.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that people had never looked at him directly!

All the methods I have come up with are as childish as children's tricks in front of others.

They snatch raw silk from others, but they don't know that the whole of Daming belongs to them, and they can give up the raw silk in Suzhou and go to other places to collect it.

Fired the weavers to force Zhu Yunxie to let go, but he didn't know that this move was in Zhu Yunxie's arms. He was worried that he didn't know how to compete with the people. If the Suzhou personal workshop dismissed the weavers, he would open the door as much as he wanted...

Zhang Tianyou originally thought that Zhu Yunxi would not be able to obtain so many looms, but he did not expect that he could not only obtain them, but also make them so well, far surpassing the level of other workshops in Suzhou...

The more Zhang Tianyou thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Both Shengyu, He Shengliang!

Zhu Yunxi, who was in the capital, didn't know that Zhang Tianyou had so many dramas. At this time, he was being questioned by officials and a group of Wang Shu.

"His Royal Highness, is it true that you opened a workshop in Suzhou and caused riots among the people?"

"it is true!"

"Isn't it true that you competed with the people for profit and caused the depression of all workers in Suzhou?"

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and said.

"Not true!"

"If Gu wanted to compete with the people for profit, he would have beaten those small workshops to the point where they couldn't survive. Why did he let them cause a civil uprising?"

Zhang Heng, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, said furiously when he heard the words.

"The original Manufacturing Bureau had only [-] weavers, but when His Highness arrived in Suzhou, the number increased to [-]. How dare you say that you are not competing for profit with the people?"

"Now under the pressure of public opinion, recruiting another [-] weavers is really just a plan for His Highness to slow down the army?"

"Why does Gu have to delay his troops?"

"If Gu hadn't been taking care of the small workshop in Suzhou, Gu would have paid a high price to recruit weavers, how could they be allowed to jump around to this day?"

Zhang Heng became even more annoyed when he heard the words, and kowtowed to Lao Zhu.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun clearly made a big mistake, but he doesn't know how to repent, and forcefully argues, it really makes people feel heartbroken!"

"Now all businesses in Suzhou City are withering because the emperor's grandson is fighting for profit with the people, woo woo woo..."

Qin Wang Zhu Xi also jumped out when he heard the words.

"Nephew, this is your fault. You are not satisfied after earning so much money, and you still compete with Shengdou Xiaomin for livelihood?"

Seeing that Lao Zhu had been silent all the time, King Zhu of Zhou also jumped out to add fuel to the scene.

"Father, Zhu Yunxi went against the grain and competed with the people for profit, and lost all the face of the royal family. I hope that His Majesty will strictly control him so that he will not cause even greater disasters..."

When King Yan heard what these two people said, he also wanted to come out to add more burdens to Zhu Yunxi, but seeing the displeasure on King Jin's face, he stepped back a little, intending to wait and see the situation before talking.

When King Jin saw that everyone was accusing his elder nephew, his short-tempered temper suddenly came up.

"Second brother, why is it more decent to open a weaving workshop than to open a brothel?"

"There's also someone who didn't close down that disgusting restaurant, so why blame our eldest nephew's property!"

The two of them were caught off guard by Zhu Yan, and immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been trampled on.

"Third brother, what do you mean, you who run a casino have the guts to talk about me?"

"Third brother, what you said is not kind. Although my brother's restaurant is not good, it is cleaner than your casino..."

Seeing that their words became more and more outrageous, Lao Zhu quickly patted the armrest of the dragon chair and scolded them.

"Shut up!"

"Da Sun, we'll give you ten days to get out of Suzhou City!"

"Suzhou is a place of heavy taxation in the Ming Dynasty, how can you make a fuss about it so easily?"

"withdraw?"

Zhu Yunxi asked back.

"Grandfather, how do you ask your grandson to withdraw?"

"Grandson spent several 10 taels of silver in Suzhou City. If you let me withdraw now, you will make me lose everything!"

Hearing this, Lao Zhu stood up from his chair angrily.

"Then you will see nearly [-] weavers have no livelihood, and all industries in Suzhou City will wither!"

"Who says weavers have nothing to live for?"

Lao Zhu copied more than a dozen memorials and threw them over, cursing.

"Open your eyes and see for yourself, this is all a memorial to impeach you for competing with the people for profit, causing all industries in Suzhou City to wither, and the people to live in dire straits!"

Zhu Yunxi took a few steps forward to pick up a memorial and flipped through it. Seeing that it was full of old tunes, he didn't have the slightest intention, so he immediately threw it aside.

"Grandpa Huang, if you believe in your grandson, wait for two days. There will definitely be good news in Suzhou City within two days!"

"good news?"

Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself that this kid is lying to ghosts. How can Suzhou City be tossed by him and that prefect Zhang? Can there be any good news?
However, just when Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking this way, there was a sudden shout from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, an urgent report from Suzhou Mansion!"

When everyone in the hall heard this, all of them showed serious expressions on their faces.Those who had impeached Zhu Yunxi before felt a burst of joy in their hearts, thinking that the emperor's grandson would be beaten soon.

Lao Zhu looked towards the door with a solemn expression, feeling very uneasy in his heart.

He was afraid that something would happen in Suzhou City. If there was a big event like killing officials or people, then even if he didn't want to, he would have to punish Ni Sun.

"Submit it quickly!"

"promise!"

Not long after, Lao Zhu tremblingly opened the Suzhou Mansion Express.

As soon as Lao Zhu saw Zhang Qinglai's name written on the newspaper, he felt a little displeased.

If Dasun hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to smack this guy with dirty hands and feet a long time ago.

"Let's see what your friend wrote first, and we'll deal with you later!"

Old Zhu threatened Zhu Yunxi, and then he opened the memorial and read it.

All the officials and vassal princes below all craned their necks to look over, curious about what was written in the memorial.

However, to everyone's surprise, His Majesty turned to the first page after reading the memorial and read it again.

What's happening here?
Could it be that a civil uprising happened in Suzhou?

After Lao Zhu read the memorial again, he still couldn't calm down for a long time.

Although he couldn't believe that the contents of the memorial were true, he was very much looking forward to it being true.

Because once the contents of the memorial come true, not only is his great grandson innocent, but he will contribute to the country and Suzhou!

"Minister Zhang Qing came to greet Sheng'an!"

"Since the emperor's grandson set up an official textile workshop in Suzhou City, a total of 9 weavers have been recruited."

"At present, 3 people have officially started work, and the rest will start work after the looms are in place..."

"At that time, the number of weavers in Suzhou's government-run workshops will reach nearly 10..."

"The efficiency of the new loom built by His Royal Highness has doubled, and Suzhou will produce tens of millions of silk every year..."

Lao Zhu held the memorial for a long time without saying a word, completely shocked by the numbers on the memorial.

At least one piece of silk costs ten taels to dozens of taels of silver. Even if all of them are converted at the lowest price of ten taels of silver, the total price of tens of millions of silks is also a million taels of silver!

At this moment, there is only one voice in Lao Zhu's mind, our Daming is about to flourish!
(End of this chapter)