The craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty were divided into three types: one was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Works, the other was the royal family, and the other was the supervision bureaus; the third was the local garrisons.

Many of these craftsmen were criminals and were punished as craftsmen, while most of the others were people.

Once these people were recruited as shift craftsmen, it was almost certain that the home was destroyed.

"Selling the property on the road to work. When I got home, my family was barely bare and had no living, so I could only take my family to beg for a while. When the next shift was about to work, I could not even get the travel expenses, so I could only beg all the way to Beijing. I think there is something wrong with such a craftsman system! "

Fang Xing's voice was still echoing in the hall, and Wu Zhong went out to confirm this view.

"Your Majesty, shift craftsmen are really hard. In recent years, there have been many fugitives. Apart from what Xing and Bo said, the managers and the heads of work are greedy and cannot appease the craftsmen, which makes it difficult for the craftsmen to make a living and beg for mercy... I... I will die."

Wu Zhong knelt down and apologized, but his words made Fang Xing realize it.

The weapons in the early Ming Dynasty were still able to fight the Mongols, and they became decadent in the middle of the period, and by the end of the Ming Dynasty, they were almost synonymous with shoddy production.

And what does all this have to do with it?

The administration was corrupt, the army was scattered, the generals were greedy, and they formed a general's sect... But the experience of craftsmen was the culprit for the gradual decline in the quality of weapons in the Ming Dynasty.

Xia Yuanji went out to work and said, "Your Majesty, the shift craftsmen are wandering around, which has caused a lot of travel expenses. If you don't give the road expenses, you will suffer. I think it's better to take the shift instead."

"Where is the population?"

Yang Shiqi said: "During the Yongle period, there were 27,000 craftsmen who moved from Jinling to Peiping. Over the years, there have been a lot of more. In addition, the shift craftsmen will probably have to exceed 100,000. How can these people be raised?"

Hundreds of thousands of households, hundreds of thousands of people!

Who will raise them?

This topic was thrown to Xia Yuanji and the Emperor again.

"Your Majesty, these craftsmen are mainly for the creation."

Wuzhong provided the emperor with a shell, but it was impossible to choose.

As a capital city, Peking is built countless times every year, and these require craftsmen.

"How about slowly letting go of craftsmanship? Change to recruitment."

Fang Xing suggested, and was immediately opposed by everyone.

"If you let go of the craftsmanship, you will probably have no craftsman in the world. Who will you find to do all kinds of projects?"

"Recruitment? How much does it cost to spend a year?"

"It is their duty to do well. How can we get rid of the craftsmanship?"

The Ming Dynasty’s household registration system, no, this is actually a view formed over the past thousand years: if you are a lowly family, your descendants will all be a lowly family.

Chen Zongyuan, the palace craftsman in the palace, was appreciated and went to Hanlin Academy to study, but when others were indoors, he could only kneel under the steps... rubbing.

This shows the attitude of officials to regard craftsmen as bitches!

Fang Xing saw that the people around him looked at him for granted and said, "If it is changed to recruitment, the craftsman signs a contract with the government, and gives money and food every month. If you do more, you will have more income. In this way, craftsmen become a legitimate profession and can avoid the training of all parties..."

"You all can think about it when you go back, and then submit a memorial to me."

Fang Xing's idea was too idealistic. He wanted to shake the Ming Dynasty's household registration system, but he forgot how huge the forces that benefited from these systems were.

So Zhu Zhanji cut the mess directly and asked everyone to discuss it. No matter what, the pressure will eventually be dispersed.

After leaving the hall, Wu Zhong caught up and said, "Xinghe Bo, the craftsman cannot be lifted, otherwise there will be chaos in the world!"

"Official governments in various places need craftsmen, wards in various places need craftsmen, and the court is even more powerful. Once the craftsmanship is removed, the Ming Dynasty will be in chaos!"

Fang Xing turned around and said, "I was given a reward, why don't those craftsmen do it?"

These people are still holding on to the idea that it is natural for craftsmen to work, which makes Fang Xing speechless.

But when he heard all kinds of feedback the next day, he couldn't help but be furious.

"Master, those people say you are crying for a mouse, and you are buying people's hearts."

Xiaodao said intermittently: "Some people say you are destroying the ancestral system, and Your Majesty turned a blind eye..."

"... Say you are sensational. Once the craftsmen scatter, you are the sinner of the Ming Dynasty..."

...

Fang Xing entered the palace and muttered to Zhu Zhanji.

"How about setting up a workshop, a royal workshop?"

"How to do it?"

"People come out of the palace to manage, recruit craftsmen..."

Zhu Zhanji took a deep breath and said, "But all the craftsmen are here, where can I recruit them?"

"You forgot those who taught themselves science?"

Fang Xing smiled proudly like an old fox.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly realized, but still felt it was unreliable: "No one wants to become a craftsman."

"This is not a craftsman."

Fang Xing said firmly: "This is employment."

Zhu Zhanji thought for a long time and finally nodded.

So when Fang Xing left the palace, there was an eunuch around him, a person.

The eunuchs in the palace had no other interest in life, but only a passionate and ambitious heart was driving themselves to keep climbing up.

This is true for most eunuchs, and Kim Young is of course no exception.

However, he finally lost in the battle with Yu Jia and became a small leader in the palace. Yu Jia was so kind that he was once soft-hearted.

Jin Ying followed the Fang family with a low eyebrows all the way, and was then arranged to rest temporarily in the front yard.

Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai, who learned that there was an eunuch at home, were both a little scared.

"Husband, eunuchs can only be used by the royal family."

"It's okay, he won't live in our house, so he'll let him get out in a few days."

Fang Xing changed his clothes in a hurry and went to the front yard.

Kim Young was outside the pavilion in the front yard, watching daze teaching the women.

Seeing Fang Xing come out, he quickly stepped back and explained: "We rarely see such fresh life in the palace, so I took a few more glances."

"Even if you have that heart, you won't have that guy."

Fang Xing pointed at the front and the two left the pavilion.

"Do you know what you're going to do?"

"I don't know."

"It's right if you don't know. If you are still as vicious as before, you won't be able to do this job, and you will be stabbed sooner or later."

Fang Xing stood under the big tree, enjoying the breeze in his arms, and said comfortably: "You should have heard a lot of disputes about craftsmen outside. Now the Ming Dynasty is good everywhere, but there are some problems with household registration, which restricts the development of the Ming Dynasty. Craftsmen and military registration are the first to be affected."

"Do you understand what I mean when I say this?"

Jin Ying shook her head. Since Yu Jia took office, he became a little silent.

Because he knew that once he became active again, Yu Jia would regard him as his opponent and would use various means to make him die quietly in the palace.

Fang Xing looked at Luo Ye with his hands behind his back and said, "You are smart, but if you are a little lazy in this matter, it will be even worse than threatening Yu Jia."

Jin Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Xinghe Bo, the battle at the beginning was just ordinary, just like officials fighting for promotion. No one can argue with our family, it's just for the future. But we know the truth about the winner and the loser, so we are a man in the palace with a tail between our tails.

Since our family comes out with you today, it’s all about death or life. It’s up to you and your uncle to say nothing!”

This is a frustrated person, and Fang Xing felt that it would be perfect for Zhu Zhanji to send him here.

"If you are frustrated, you have to fight. No matter how much you complain, God won't look at you more, so there is only one chance. After you catch it, you will naturally have a world. If you can't catch it, don't blame others!"

Jin Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "Xinghe Bo, tell me, what kind of life is, even if we die, we want to be a wise ghost."
Chapter completed!