Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

Within a few days, such a picture appeared in the busiest market in Wangting.

There were more than a dozen men in various clothes and ages who were taken to the center of the market by the Jinwu Guards.

With their hands bound, these people shouted in disbelief, "Why arrest me? What law have I broken!"

"You have harmed the people like this, the king will not let you go!"

"Keep your voice down!" One of the Jinwu guards kicked the butt of the person who was speaking, and snorted coldly, "It was the king who asked us to arrest you."

The man staggered from being kicked, so he closed his mouth angrily.

Such an eye-catching scene soon attracted the surrounding people to watch.

As more and more people gathered around, those people no longer had the momentum to question loudly just now, and asked in a low voice: "What did we do?"

Jin Wuwei ignored him, but turned to look in the direction they came from.

After a while, someone brought an unfamiliar machine over.

The onlookers quickly moved out of the way, looked at each other with the people around them, and saw puzzled expressions on each other's faces.

And along with that machine came Song Qingyuan with a warm smile on his face.

If they were ordinary people, they would be overjoyed to see Song Qingyuan.But the dozen or so people brought by the Jinwu Guard panicked as if they had seen something frightening.

And the reason for their fear is nothing more than a guilty conscience.In the past, he said a lot of bad things about the other party, and they were all groundless assumptions, so naturally he dared not face Song Qingyuan at this time.

Under the respectful eyes of the people nearby, Song Qingyuan paced and stopped in front of each of them for a moment.

Seeing that the other party shrank their necks in unison, Song Qingyuan stood still in front of one of them, and said slowly: "I heard you said in the restaurant the day before yesterday that the women in the wool workshop just know how to weave some cloth. Why do they earn so much money?" That's a lot of money, isn't it?"

The person being asked first shook his head like a rattle.Glancing out of the corner of the eye, he saw the shining long knife of the Jinwu Guard behind him, and then nodded timidly.

"Very good." Song Qingyuan nodded.

He still had that gentle smile on his face, but no one could relax a bit.

Song Qingyuan walked in front of another person, "You seem to have said something like "Those little ladies can earn so much money, they must have a lot of flirtatious tricks to seduce the stewards in the workshop"? "

Seeing Song Qingyuan repeating what he had said word for word, the man turned pale with fright, and even his legs trembled.

Seeing his appearance, Song Qingyuan gave a soft "Oh" and raised his eyebrows, "It seems that my guards are not lying."

"What about you? What did you say?" Song Qingyuan looked at another person.

That person dared not tell Song Qingyuan what he said, and quickly said: "The little one doesn't remember, and the little one was confused for a while, so please ask Your Highness to go around the little one, because the little one won't dare again."

"Forgot?" Song Qingyuan waved his hand and gave the guard a look, "Then you come and help him remember."

"Yes."

The guard who was called to come forward first saluted, and then replied sternly: "This man had a drink in Wusan Restaurant the day before yesterday, and told his companions, the reason why you only recruited in the wool workshop, Your Highness Little lady, it's not for work at all, but to satisfy my own lust."

As soon as the guard finished speaking, the people watching immediately exploded.

What did His Highness do after he came to Mobei was not a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people, this person insulted His Highness in such a way because of His Highness's kindness, even they couldn't stand it anymore.

If His Highness hadn't been standing beside this person, they would have smashed the person's face with rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs.

"Remember?" Song Qingyuan signaled the guards to appease the angry people while looking at the man.

"Think...I remember." His voice was trembling beyond recognition.

Song Qingyuan nodded, glanced at the group of people huddled in a circle, then pointed to the weaving machine next to him and said: "Since you all think that those little ladies are not worthy of so much wages, then you who deserve it, Let's weave."

Those people have been frightened for a long time, and their whole body has become weak. How can they have the courage to approach the loom.

Seeing that no one came forward, Song Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember you were very tough when you spoke? Why are you so frightened now. Mu Shi, put them up one by one."

The Jin Wuwei who was called out immediately stepped forward, grabbed one of them by the collar, and dragged him to the loom.

This loom was modified by Song Qingyuan according to the existing machine.The modified machine not only improves the efficiency of weaving, but also more than doubles the size of the original loom.

The man who was carried to the loom immediately sweated down his temples.

Let alone operating the huge loom in front of him, he didn't even know what a certain part was for.

The onlookers also understood the current situation at this time.They have more or less heard similar things in the past few days, but they did not expect His Highness to arrest all these people.

Song Qingyuan looked at the other party and said, "Don't you look down on the women in the workshop? Why are you refusing to give you a chance to prove that you are better than them?"

Hearing this, those people hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

In the past, when they said that women were useless, it was just because at first glance, the women in the workshop earned more than they did, so they were upset.

Who would have thought that Song Qingyuan actually asked them to weave, how could they do this!

Song Qingyuan didn't pay any attention to the begging for mercy of the few people, but just crossed his arms and watched quietly as a dozen people stood in front of the loom one by one.

The Jinwu Guard even put the simplest spinning tools in front of them, but none of these people knew how to use them.

Seeing this, Song Qingyuan said sternly: "The ladies in the workshop are all selected through multiple assessments. Every penny they earn is earned by their hard work, and they deserve it. You are making irresponsible remarks here. If you say they are not worthy, are you worthy?"

"A group of people who can't even spin a thread, huh?" Song Qingyuan couldn't help but snorted coldly, making everyone so ironic that they couldn't lift their heads.

Among the crowd of onlookers, those who had the same opinion felt that those little ladies did not deserve such good treatment at all, and now they could not help but lower their heads.

"As for you." Song Qingyuan walked up to the person who said he was having an affair with the women in the workshop, chuckled lightly, and said, "Do you want me to take you to the workshop and see if there is anything like the one you mentioned?" thing?"

That person had long since lost the pretentious arrogance he had when he slandered.But before he could admit his mistake, Song Qingyuan shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid that people like you will dirty the workshop land."

Looking at the people who looked ashamed and fearful, Song Qingyuan, who finally vented his anger on behalf of the little ladies in the workshop, swept away his sleeves and led them away from the market.

Only these dozen or so people were left behind, facing the scolding of countless people, and fled tremblingly like bereaved dogs.

But no matter where they hide, they will inevitably be despised by the people.

Although the bad breath had come out, Song Qingyuan had to do far more than that.

Half a month later, it was time for the workshop to pay wages.On this day, people who had wives and daughters working in the workshops were shocked to find that their wives did not return home with any money.

After frowning, I found out that they actually deposited their wages in a place called a bank.

"That's right, I've saved it. Didn't you always say that our daughter's family is useless, so don't spend my useless money in the future." Many young ladies replied like this.

If those who gossip are motivated by jealousy and jealousy, then those who use the money earned by these little ladies to taunt them are purely bad.

According to Song Qingyuan's knowledge, there are quite a few such people.

After he learned about this from Jiang Duo that day, he asked him to call Amin over and asked the women in the workshop how they were doing now.

Amin is the woman selling straw weaving that Song Qingyuan met on the street last winter.Later, she went to the wool workshop. Not only did she do things neatly, but she also got on well with other little ladies.

Last month, after Song Qingyuan divided the workshop into wool cleaning, spinning, dyeing, and weaving departments, Amin was recommended by everyone to be the person in charge of weaving.

Now is the best time to find her to find out the situation.

Jiang Duo took the order to go down, and soon brought Amin over.

Zhana, the steward of the dyeing workshop, also came here together.Yesterday, according to the method Song Qingyuan said, she dyed a new color, which happened to be shown to Song Qingyuan.

On the way here, Jiang Duo told them why Song Qingyuan called them over.Therefore, before he could ask any questions, Amin explained the situation in the workshop to Song Qingyuan in detail.

Sure enough, as Song Qingyuan expected, the whole workshop now revealed a depressed mood.

"Tell me about the specific situation."

Song Qingyuan's face was calm, but if he knew him a little bit, he knew that this was already a sign of anger.

In fact, Song Qingyuan seldom got angry. The employee in his previous life made a mess of the report, and he just asked the other party to take it back and redo it.

He has always followed the principle that anger is the most useless emotion, and instead of getting angry here, it is better to focus on how to solve the problem.

Jiang Duo and Song Qingyuan have spent the longest time together, and he knows Song Qingyuan's character best. Seeing him like this, he knows that those who gossip behind his back are going to be in trouble.

Go all the way well, and remember to be a good person in your next life.Jiang Duo thought.

With Song Qingyuan's support, Amin immediately straightened up, rubbed his fingers and replied: "It's okay for those of us who live and eat in the workshop on weekdays. To be angry is to be sad."

Amin couldn't help but sighed, "But everyone is thinking of His Highness, and they don't want to leave the workshop, so many ladies moved directly to live with us in the workshop."

Song Qingyuan nodded. When the workshop was first built, a place for them to live in was marked out, and living in it now is considered invisible.

"only……"

Amin paused, not knowing whether she should say it or not, but thinking of what happened to many of her partners, she still mustered up her courage and said, "It's just that these women have to pay their monthly wages to their families, and many women are also sad because of this." .”

"It's more than that!" Zhana at the side knew that Amin was kind-hearted, so she said many things in a more tactful way.

But she has a straight temper, and quickly stood up and added: "Some young ladies' family members took the money and didn't say anything, and even complained that they didn't earn as much as others. A lot of things are really... angry."

"Not only that, one of the newly arrived ladies is from another tribe. After his husband came to Xincheng, he didn't do any work and let her earn money to support the family. Anren ate wine and had fun all day long. But Sanniang still has to give all the money to her husband to squander."

"That's all, her husband is still outside and always speaks nonsense, saying that Sanniang is just lucky enough to be favored by nobles..."

"Have a sip of tea and speak slowly." Seeing that Amin's eyes were red, Song Qingyuan quickly turned his head and gave the servant a look.

The servants moved stools for both of them and poured another cup of hot tea.

Song Qingyuan could imagine the next words without listening.Throughout the ages, when incompetent men humiliate women, there are only a few sets of sayings.

In this era when women's fame is very important, this kind of rhetoric is more useful.

Zhana said it tactfully, but what Sanniang's husband said should be extremely unpleasant, otherwise he wouldn't have forced Sanniang to stay home.

"Other things are not easy to solve for a while, but now I can guarantee that these people will not squander your hard-earned money. I wonder if everyone is willing?" Song Qingyuan thought for a while and said.

If you want to make a clean break with those people, you must first solve the problem of losing your household registration, but this cannot be solved immediately.

Song Qingyuan can only save the hard-earned wages for these ladies first, so as not to be taken by those bastards who abused them.

"Of course we are willing, but..." Amin sighed.

It's just easier said than done.Since ancient times, no woman has been able to control money by herself.Many women have been embezzled even their dowry but have nowhere to redress their grievances.

"Don't believe me?"

Song Qingyuan's gentle smile successfully soothed Amin's worries.

Yes, with His Highness here, what are they afraid of?

Amin shook his head, and then heard His Highness whisper: "Go back, tell the ladies in the workshop not to be angry or sad, I will take care of this matter."

After sending away Amin with red eyes, Jiang Duo couldn't help asking when he returned to the room, "What are you going to do, Your Highness?"

"Do you know Qianzhuang, also called Guifang?" Song Qingyuan asked without answering.

"This……"

Jiang Duo was stunned for a moment before replying: "The little one has heard people say that there seems to be a place in the south where people can exchange money for people, and they will also store some money for big merchants. But the little one has never seen it in person. I have seen, is this what His Highness said?"

"Exactly." Song Qingyuan nodded with a smile, "Store their monthly wages in it, and when they need the money, just take the voucher to get it, and no one but them themselves should think about it."

Although Jiang Duo had never seen a bank with his own eyes, he also knew that it was opened for those wealthy businessmen, like the ladies in the workshop who only had a few hundred coins per month, so could it really be opened?

"It would be too much trouble if I had to bring the voucher myself to pick it up." Jiang Duo said after thinking about it.

Song Qingyuan did not deny it.Unlike the banks of later generations, the ancient money houses were mostly opened for the inconvenience of carrying large sums of money when wealthy businessmen traveled long distances, so they had to pay a large amount of storage fees.

What Song Qingyuan had to do was simply deposit and withdraw money, which was naturally much simpler than a bank.But even so, it wasn't something he could open whenever he wanted.

For example, how to identify whether it is the person in person, what to do if the person is in urgent need of money and cannot come... These issues need to be considered.

To be honest, it is completely inappropriate to forcibly establish a bank-like money house when the economy is not yet developed enough.

But this is the quickest way to solve the problem, Song Qingyuan can only bite the bullet and try.

Sure enough, as soon as the bank was opened, it immediately aroused praise and joy from the young ladies.

Fortunately, no women in Mobei have ever followed the rules of "three obediences and four virtues". All they think in their hearts is: why should the money they have earned so hard be squandered by those who do not respect them.

In the past, there was no way, but after they had a bank, they could deposit their wages there. If the people in the family still gossip about them, they would never get a penny from them!

As soon as this method came out, those people who were very considerate of their wives and daughters' hard work were fine, but those who took the money and punished them more, immediately tasted their retribution.

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