"Is it the prison courtyard of the Jinyiwei family and the adults?"

Sun Dahai finished his meal in Wang Tong's main hall and was about to go to Juyifang not far away to bring the silver umbrella. It was almost dark, and as soon as he went out, he met the person who asked the door.

When I saw the man in Wenzhai, he was dressed in a blue official robe. Under the light, he could see that he was a slut of the Yang generation. The sixth-rank civil servant.

At the foot of the emperor, the sixth-rank official is nothing, but Sun Dahai is just a small flag and cannot be taken on the table. The other party is so polite, Sun Dahai dared not neglect it, and nodded quickly and replied:

"This is my Lord Wang's house. Who is this master?"

The man bowed politely and said:

"I am the head of the Ministry of Works. The master above gave an order, saying that Lord Wang wanted a set of measuring tools, and I am here to bring people to him."

No wonder there was a big car opposite, and several passers-by were blocking there. Sun Dahai smiled, said a moment, turned around and hurried into the room.

When Sun Dahai entered, Wang Tong was chatting with Lu Wancai, with several stacks of paper placed on the table. Wang Tong's eyes were painful under the lights, and he rubbed his eyes there and said:

"All the officers have to go to the signboard to ask what's going on, and after they come back, they have to write these words. Hire a few old men, be sure and reliable, and give more money. They won't know how to record these things, so they come to my side once a day."

Lu Wancai looked at the stacks of paper on the table and advised:

"Brother Wang, if you want to do that, just this newspaper will have to go out several times more. You are still growing up. Don't be tired."

Wang Tong smiled, still rubbed his eyes, and whispered:

"If Brother Lu wants to do so, come and check it out with me. Now that the old master Zhang Ge is still in a state of confusion, the situation in the capital is chaotic, it is absolutely true that we know more, especially those related to the families of high-ranking officials and powerful people. We must pay special attention."

"It's natural to help me, but Brother Wang, let me say that you are now just a hundred households of Jinyiwei, and your jurisdiction is fixed. I'm afraid you will be able to spy on love affairs like this."

Wang Tong put down his hand on his eyes, looked at Lu Wancai and asked with a smile:

"Brother Lu, do you want to be in the name of the Pacification Department or the name of the East Factory? This is simple."

Lu Wancai was stunned, and after thinking about it for a while, he spread his folding fan and said with a smile:

"Brother Wang, you really surprised Brother Wei. The name of the Zhenfu Department and the Dongchang Factory is too big, so I will do it with the name of Shuntian Mansion for you."

Both sides smiled at each other, but Wang Tong thought in his heart that there were enough people below. However, after collecting the news about the mixed things between dragons and snakes in the capital, only he and Lu Wancai analyzed and identified them. He would definitely be too busy and should find some people to deal with them. But such a private matter is important. What kind of people are relieved?

Sun Dahai came in and talked about what happened outside, and Wang Tong couldn't help but smile and said:

"Those blacksmiths in our village thought it was a big problem. I said hello to my father-in-law and someone came to my door. No wonder everyone wants to be an official!"

Everyone laughed, and Wang Tong got up to greet him. The delicacy restaurant was spacious and the lights were bright, so he asked the people who delivered the goods to unload the goods here.

On this side of South Street, it was convenient for Wang Tong to invite more than a dozen people to help carry things. The measuring instrument was not a heavy item and was quickly placed in the house.

Wang Tong took out 100 taels of silver and divided it into two parts, and said to Sun Dahai:

"Fifty taels are given to that official, and the other fifty taels are given to the delivery person, and be more polite."

Turning back to the main hall, before continuing to talk to Lu Wancai, Sun Dahai walked in again and said to Wang Tong with some confusion:

"Mr. Wang, the head of the Ministry of Works will not leave, and he said he would meet you, sir?"

Wang Tong frowned and said coldly:

"Go and get him another ten taels of silver. If you want to ask for more, I will also get back the previous silver."

Sun Dahai scratched his head, put his silver bag on the table in a daze, and said:

"Sir, this magistrate didn't even want the fifty taels, he just wanted to come and meet the sir."

It turned out that they didn't want to ask too much. Wang Tong and Lu Wancai looked at each other, and Lu Wancai stood up and smiled and said:

"Brother Wang, please see the guests. I will come and discuss with you tomorrow and say goodbye first."

While Wang Tong sent Zhang Shiqiang next door to send the person away, he asked Sun Dahai to invite him in. As soon as the head entered the door, he was stunned when he saw Wang Tong, and then smiled and saw Li:

"Mr. Wang is really a young hero. Ren didn't expect that Mr. Wang was so young. When he met, Ren was polite."

After saying that, he bowed. The hundred households are also the sixth rank, and the main officials are also the sixth rank. However, the great Ming Dynasty is noble and the military is inferior, so there is no reason why the main officials of the ministry give a hundred households first bowing.

The head of the chief officer, Lin Gaoda, was wearing a blue avenue, but his blue avenue was already very old. The bookish sour smell on the civil servant seemed to be in the head of the chief officer, and he looked very honest and gentle.

In short, this person would not be offensive. She stood up with a smile and asked with a gift.

"I was a little distracted just now and neglected Lord Ren. I wonder what happened to Lord Ren when he sees Wang?"

Director Ren was an official of the Ministry of Works, and he had a lot of experience. He came in and greeted him politely. The young Jinyiwei was indifferent, and then he found a reason to give him a gift. This arrogant and reserved person in his bones was either relying on him or being a wealthy family.

What's more, the Minister of State said hello and wanted to personally send this set of measuring instruments here. Thinking of this, the head of director finally corrected his position, and he was a little polite in his words and attitude, and said with a smile:

"To be honest, Lord Wang said that this set of measuring instruments in the Ministry of Works is called the standard in the world, but no one has touched it for almost forty years. When I was sent to the Lord today, Ren and several policemen in the Ministry worked hard for a long time to wipe the dust. Ren was also curious, what did Lord Wang use to do?"

Wang Tong’s principle of doing things is to be open and upright, and he also has a good feeling for this director. He replied with a smile:

"I want to create a few fire mirrors in the blacksmith workshop. But the measurements in my hand are too rough and I need to use these standard equipment to calibrate it so as not to come out of the inferior goods."

He said casually, but the headman's eyes lit up and he asked:

"Mr. Wang, do you need to use measuring tools to measure and calibrate fire mirrors in your workshop?"

"Of course, the fire pipe must be straight, the inner chamber must be polished smoothly, and it must be connected with the wooden bracket. The linkage between the trigger and the medicine pool must be smooth and durable. If the standard inspection is not carried out, how can a suitable fire system be created?"

After all, he has worked as a blacksmith and has modern quality system experience. Wang Tong said that this was just casual. He then realized that the head of the Ministry of Works was full of surprise and astonishment. He couldn't help but stop and ask:

"Is it so wrong?"

His rhetorical question made Director Ren open his mouth and sighed:

"How can you be wrong in doing this? But when did our Ming Dynasty firearm workshops do one of them? Craftsmen are like livestock. When making firearms, they will deal with crude manufacturing randomly. Who would be willing to use the measuring instrument to check and calibrate it? It would be good to make it. It is not even possible to make it. The government workshops in the capital and Tianjin may not even be able to make it. The waste is ineffective. However, these firearm workshops can produce qualified firearms. The Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War do not have to go to Guangdong to buy the Fire Division of Private Shops every year."

The more he spoke, the more he became more and more indignant, and Director Ren was full of anger. He said angrily:

"What can't be done is not just a firearm. The Ming Dynasty official shop is said to be full of everything, but nothing can be done. What is made is also useless and ragged goods. Even those private shops have developed this problem. If this continues, what word "work" can be described in the Ming Dynasty and what else can be done by craftsmen."

Wang Tong covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Director Ren was stunned for a moment, stopped his increasingly excited mood, and smiled awkwardly:

"Ren has been involved in another place. Today, I mainly want to see who the workshop is so serious. I really didn't expect that the adult Jinyi's personal army was so proficient in the work of hundreds of craftsmen."

Wang Tong couldn't stand the other party's unrestrained rambling. He simply spoke and asked directly:

"Sir Ren is here to praise me?"

Finally, he reached the point, and Director Ren cleared his throat and bowed and said:

"It is rare to see such a fine workplace. Ren is also a little happy to see the hunt. Can Lord Wang help me and ask Ren to go to the blacksmith workshop to take a look and participate."

Wang Tong looked at the head of the head, shook his head and smiled. In this era, it is rare to see such an official who is studying technology. In that life, he respected professionals with professional skills. The head of the head also gave him enough favor. He immediately agreed and said:

"Mr. Ren is going, Wang welcomes you. If you think there is anything in the workshop that needs improvement, just say whatever expenses you need. Just open your mouth and make good things, and you and I will benefit from it."

Hearing Wang Tong's words, the head of the army was so happy that he bowed deeply again and said goodbye quickly. Wang Tong quickly shouted and asked:

"Sir Ren, there will be more time to deal with it in the future, but please take the fifty taels of silver first. If the workshop can be done well, Wang will have another one.

Director Ren looked at Wang Tong, hesitated and picked up the silver bag, hugged his fists and turned around and went out.

"Mr. Zhang, my master has been in a state of grief these days. But he can't let go of the major policy that is about to be implemented. Compared with family affairs and state affairs, state affairs are the priority. My master wants everything to be organized and then go back to Jiangling to worship and mourning. According to the regulations, Lord Zhang will have to get up, so he will be more troublesome."

At night, at the mansion of Zhang Han, the Minister of Personnel, a middle-aged man said respectfully that Zhang Han's face was as heavy as water and said nothing.
Chapter completed!