I am the king of the dead

"Who's the big guy? Stand up and talk." Zhu Qiyu slapped the gavel, and didn't make everyone get up, but singled out the big guy.

A burly man looked left and right, and stood up with a little confusion. Zhu Qiyu looked at the big head. The big head seemed to be in good condition, uninjured, and looked a bit simple and honest.

"Who is the last name, and where is the place of origin?" Zhu Qiyu asked.

"The villain Zhang Qi is from Leping, Raozhou Prefecture, Jiangxi Province." When Zhang Qi answered, his words were a little awkward.

He had never seen so many high officials in his life, especially the one sitting in the middle was the only piece of sky in Daming, the Emperor of Ming.

Zhu Qiyu said calmly: "Tell me about this matter from the beginning to the end, without any deception."

Zhang Qi is actually not very good at words. With so many people looking at him, he was a little embarrassed for a while. After brewing for a long time, Zhu Qiyu was not impatient, but waited patiently.

Zhang Qi said intermittently: "Caomin and 73 people from the same village went to Songjiang Mansion to discuss life. In April the year before last, they joined the Dakang Cotton Mill. They promised to pay four cents of silver a day and take care of their meals at noon. Now they entered the factory. The moon will not take care of the food."

Zhu Qiyu showed a smile, Zhang Qi was most of the people who went out to ask for a living, he didn't care about the meal at noon, he had very big opinions, he was thinking, and he was full of complaints.

It's a good idea to take care of the meal, but don't care about it, it seems to care about every detail, and it's extraordinarily small.

Zhu Qiyu likes this kind of haggling and small-mindedness very much.

Zhang Qi continued: "From January to June this year, the Zhou factory office has not paid wages. We have no money in our pockets, so we can't ask him for it? He said that there is no money in the factory, so we thought about it." I just quit and went to work in another cotton spinning factory. I just got in touch, and this week the factory office brought people to the door to beat up the grassroots."

"Of course the grass people couldn't let him fight for nothing, so they started fighting with him. As a result, the fellow villagers came over and scuffled together when they heard the movement."

Zhou Lichun, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly shouted: "You fart! It is clear that you brought people into the factory to make trouble! You even threatened me that if you don't pay me, you won't be able to work! If the factory is in trouble, you can't be considerate. Is it difficult?"

"Crack!" Zhu Qiyu patted the gavel and said, "Did I ask you something? You just opened your mouth? One mouth is full of swear words, do you know the consequences of swearing in front of me?"

"Lu Zhong, drag it out, and hit the five sticks first."

Lu Zhong was a ceremonial officer, who was in charge of the imperial court ordering officials' disrespect in front of His Majesty. On weekdays, Lu Zhong beat him up in the court civil and military affairs. It was Zhou Lichun's honor to be beaten by Lu Zhong.

Zhu Qiyu said with a sneer: "He asked the craftsmen to understand the difficulties in the factory. When he made money, why didn't he distribute it to everyone?"

"If the situation is not good, they will start to mourn. Let the craftsmen stop claiming their own labor compensation and understand their difficulties from the perspective of the cotton mill?"

The temperament of the people of Ming Dynasty is generally gentle and forbearing.

After the common people encountered this kind of labor dispute, their first thought was to find the old man, hoping that the old man could give relief.

The lords refused to give charity, and the lords refused to give the labor remuneration that should be paid as a matter of course. Most of the craftsmen would consider themselves unlucky and find another way to make a living.

For example, the Dakang Cotton Mill had a lot of heads all over their heads, but they couldn't get paid for their labor, so they had to find another place to continue to ask for a living, which was equivalent to half a year for nothing.

If a lot of heads are reported to the officials and the Labor Insurance Bureau is found, the Labor Insurance Bureau will take care of it, even if it is a compromise of [-]% or [-]%. I will feel fortunate, I will feel that the world is not so unfair, and I will be grateful to the Labor Insurance Bureau, thank you a thousand times.

I even feel that this day is still a bit rushing, and I continue to be a cow and a horse.

In the midst of suffering, I chewed out a little sweetness.

Obviously, Ming Dynasty has the most industrious people, they are hard-working, tenacious and calm, and they only want to be slaves. This kind of temperament makes the meat eaters ecstatic, and the pain becomes more intense, and finally drives the people to nowhere and burns the world clean.

The Tiqis came out of the government office, walked among the crowd, and asked about various things. Several documents, witnesses, and physical evidence were gathered in front of Zhu Qiyu.

Zhang Qi didn't lie, he was a big boss and couldn't get paid for his labor, so he had to find another way to make a living.

Zhu Qiyu looked at Zhang Qi and asked: "Zhou Lichun brought eight or nine people to fight you, who will win?"

Zhang Qi touched his head and said, "I won."

"Okay! Good to win!" Zhu Qiyu slapped the table and finally burst out laughing.

Zhou Lichun was beaten with a killing stick. Although he only had five sticks, he was still listless.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at Zhou Lichun, and asked Zhang Qi: "These three yamen servants were beaten, and one of them was beaten to death. Did you ask someone to do it?"

Zhang Qi's face turned pale immediately, and his body like a hill suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, and said loudly: "Master, I have been wronged."

"I didn't do anything at all. The yamen servant said that he would take me for questioning, so I went out. After asking a few words, suddenly a group of people rushed out and started beating them."

"Master, it's really not me."

Zhu Qiyu said playfully: "What Zhang means is that you have a wrong? Is it your wrong or Mr. Zhou's wrong?"

Zhu Qiyu looked at Zhou Lichun with cold eyes.

Is Mr. Zhang wronged or Mr. Zhou wronged?

Zhang Qi is an ordinary commoner, how could he know so much, he knelt on the ground trembling and dared not speak out, he didn't know how to defend himself.

Zhu Qiyu also remained silent, and the case fell into a stalemate for a while.

Soon, the two Qianhu who were sentenced to punishment returned to the Songjiang government office with several people in custody.

A Tiqi Qianhu tilted his knife, bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, the criminals brought here, and there are seven criminals who killed the yamen servants, and they are all here!"

Zhu Qiyu saw Zhou Lichun shaking violently, he sneered and said: "Master Zhou, why are you shaking! Are you surprised why these seven people haven't left Songjiang Mansion yet?"

As the perpetrator was arrested and brought to justice, the case became clear.

A lot of Zhang Qi led the craftsmen to other places because of unpaid wages. Zhou Lichun led people to force Zhang Qi to fail, but was beaten up and held a grudge. He found a group of wandering people and wanted to teach Zhang Qi a lesson.

These wandering people took money to do things, but they accidentally killed the yamen servant.

After Zhou Lichun learned about it, he immediately sent the seven murderers out of Songjiang Mansion, and then Wucheng Bingmasi took the craftsmen to investigate the case.

As for the craftsmen's gathering, it was Zhou Lichun who sent people to fan the flames. In the end, more than [-] people went to the Songjiang government office to ask for an explanation.

The facts of the whole case are clear, and the witnesses and material evidences are all there.

The reason why they were able to do so quickly was that the Tiqis were powerful in investigating the case, and quickly found the place where the assailant escaped, and arrested him.

That is to say, he is the emperor, he handles special affairs, and the speed of investigation is extremely fast, otherwise, if Zhou Lichun continues to be so angry, I don't know how much trouble will be caused.

Zhu Qiyu looked at Zhou Lichun who was lying on the ground, and asked calmly: "Chen Zongqing, according to the national law, what should Zhou Lichun do?"

Chen Zongqing came out and bowed his head and said: "Assassination of officials of the imperial court, robbing prisons, and attacking and killing officials are all regarded as treasonous crimes: beheading, family members will be smoky, wives will be slaves to officials, and wives' families will be exiled for thousands of miles."

Zhu Qiyu was silent for a while, looked around and asked, "Do you have any objections to this judgment?"

Yu Qian hesitated for a while, bowed his head and said, "I have no objection."

This is how the law of the Ming Dynasty was set, and if this case fell on Zhang Qi, Zhang Qi would end up in the same way.

"Then check twice more, and report to Dali Temple after checking." Zhu Qiyu slapped the gavel hard, announcing the result.

Zhou Lichun shouted in horror: "The grass people are wronged, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, the grass people were just confused for a while, forgive me, Your Majesty! Forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Qiyu ignored Zhou Lichun, but looked at Yu Qian and said, "Yu Shaobao, I have some ideas. This labor remuneration dispute shouldn't have come to such an extent."

"It's all right now, the head fell to the ground, and the wife, family, and wife's family were all imprisoned."

"We have to find a way to let things relax."

Chapter 7 Do you think they will hurt me?

"Your Majesty, Zhou Lichun has the money to pay for his labor. He just delayed it on purpose. Even under the Winter Order, the cotton mills are still in short supply, and there is no business disadvantage."

"It's just talking about things through Dong Xu, and I don't want to give money." Lu Zhong saw that His Majesty was lost in thought, and added a detail of the case.

According to Lu Zhong's visits, the Dakang Cotton Mill was working day and night, and Zhou Lichun was so rich that the treasury was piled up like a mountain of silver.

No money?

Just want to peel off that's all.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Zhu Qiyu's mouth. He originally thought that the law of the Ming Dynasty was too strict, and he even sat in his family and even his wife's house.

Zhou Lichun's death was not wronged at all.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the figures of Zhang Qi and other craftsmen, and asked, "Head Zhang, how do you think we should deal with this? Is it unfair?"

Zhang Qi immediately shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is really the master of Qingtian!"

Zhang Qi couldn't say the disgusting flattery of a literati, but Zhu Qiyu nodded in satisfaction and said: "Then go out and bring the craftsmen back. It's time to go to work. In a few days, I will go to the Yamen of Songjiang Mansion to find advice. The provincial eunuch took back all the wages."

"Thank you Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty!" Zhang Qi knelt on the ground, thanked him a thousand times, kowtowed one after another, and Lu Zhong stepped forward to help Zhang Qi out.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the people in the hall, and then said: "I plan to form a trade union, which aims to advocate the rights and interests of the craftsmen."

"Uncle Huang is right. Our Ming Dynasty is either hereditary or elected officials, but there are no elected officials. We think that elected officials are too beneficial to these influential people."

"I think so too."

"But this trade union can be elected by the people. I think it's very appropriate."

This trade union is responsible for advocating for the rights and interests of Ming craftsmen, such as labor insurance, such as labor compensation, such as work-related injuries, such as recruitment, such as working hours, such as the working environment, and so on.

Zhu Qiyu continued: "The heads and brains of the craftsmen must be all craftsmen, not us officials and lords, two people can be appointed by the emperor, each government is suitable for one, and each province selects a craftsman Come on, Chief Worker."

"Scholars, farmers, and businessmen, there are hundreds of officials in the shilin, there are gentry and powerful in the peasants, and there are merchants in the merchants, so it is not too much for us craftsmen to have a worker."

Zhu Qiyu finally took this step, expecting the people of Daming to form a trade union spontaneously to assert their rights, it is better to expect the sun to come out from the west.

The people of Daming are too forbearing, they can taste the sweetness in the suffering.

Zhu Qiyu, as the father of the people of Ming Dynasty, does not make decisions for the people of Ming Dynasty, what kind of father is he?

Daming already had the Master Craftsman, and with the addition of the trade union, it could be regarded as a rudimentary form of transformation from a small-scale peasant economy to a commodity economy.

"Is it possible to discuss the matter proposed by Your Majesty in detail?" Li Binyan still had the same personality, saying something, in this Songjiang government office, when His Majesty was angry, he was still outspoken.

Confucian scholars always regard order and stability as the highest value.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at Li Binyan, and said rather harshly: "Governor Li means that if the common people make a big disturbance by themselves, let's deal with it?"

"I just plan to set up a trade union, and let the union's trade unions negotiate terms with these merchants, can't they even talk?"

"As for today's matter, do we have to cause more than 2000 good craftsmen to break through our Songjiang government office, and the court loses all face, and these craftsmen will not be able to do well?"

Li Binyan hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, what I mean is that the labor union is organized by industry or region? Or is it organized by government-run or private factory? Where does the labor union cost come from? Can we try it on a small scale in Songjiang Prefecture?" try?"

"If the effect is good, it will be implemented. If the effect is not good, it will still be the original method of pressing the gourd and floating the ladle."

"Your Majesty has a memorial here, please read it."

Li Binyan presented a scrolled memorial, which was obviously planned for a long time.

Zhu Qiyu opened it and looked at it. Obviously, this memorial was not written in a day. After taking office in Songjiang Mansion, Li Binyan has been thinking about how to let the craftsman class have their own voice.

By chance and coincidence, Li Binyan was finally able to take out the memorials that he had treasured for four years.

The cover of this memorandum is almost out of patina.

"Ah, Li Aiqing's handwriting is getting better and better, with strong tendons and strong bones, and the pen is like a snake. It's really a good handwriting, very good." Zhu Qiyu read a short paragraph, and first praised Li Binyan's handwriting.

Li Binyan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, didn't want to stop His Majesty from stopping the trade union, but came up with a specific charter and fast forwarded.

It directly skipped the question of whether to form and how to form it, and directly came up with a whole set of plans, which greatly accelerated the construction of the trade union.

Zhu Qiyu closed the memorial and said with a smile: "Very good, Li Aiqing's memorial is very good. Since you have thought so thoroughly, then follow Li Aiqing's memorial."

Li Binyan didn't dare to take credit for himself, so he hurriedly bowed his head and said: "I also asked Yu Shaobao for advice, and Yu Shaobao pointed out the maze for me, so I realized something."

Yu Qian is good at the system of the country, and Li Binyan has been building this craftsman city for so long. Naturally, he asked Yu Qian for advice many times, and finally came up with a specific plan.

Zhu Qiyu knocked on the table and said: "Since this trade union is an elected official and represents craftsmen, anyone who is not a craftsman is not qualified to work. This point is my supplement."

"Your Majesty is wise." Yu Qian agreed with this point.

His Royal Highness Prince Zhide once pointed out that elected officials are those who occupy more social resources, who will control power, and after taking control of power, they will accumulate more social resources.

Elected officials not only failed to restrain tyrannical annexation of means of production, but also exacerbated the concentration of means of production.

If the meat-eaters who occupy the distribution class are placed in the position of the Federation of Trade Unions, then what is the meaning of this trade union?

He couldn't represent the craftsmen, and even betrayed the craftsmen and became a scab. Wouldn't that be a joke of Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Qiyu stood up and said helplessly: "I chopped off Zhou Lichun, gentlemen, just wait and see, I will be scolded again, so I will be scolded. I have been scolded a lot, and I don't care much."

"Is it because I want to kill him?"

"He himself didn't communicate well with the big bosses, and he refused to pay the labor remuneration. That is to say, our Daming craftsmen have a good temper, so they didn't hang him directly."

"The craftsmen really hanged him, what can I do?"

"The law does not blame the public."

Yu Qian, Xu Chengzong and the others held back their laughter, not being funny. They are very professional and generally don't know how to laugh.

Is there any saying that the law does not punish the public here?

It is basically the consensus of the whole world that His Majesty has involved the public.

On Jilong Island, there are so many people logging and reclaiming wasteland, which is an ironclad proof that His Majesty can blame everyone.