Huang's house.

"Beat, kill these dogs to death. A group of people come to my Wuchang to beg for food. I should be grateful if I can give you some food. Now I am facing difficulties and do not want to repay my kindness, but instead putting some harm in the wrong place. It is simply unscrupulous!"

Mr. Huang stood on the fort behind the high wall and shouted angrily with a cane.

At the gate not far ahead of him, more than a dozen guards were on guard. These guards were actually more well-equipped than the soldiers of the army...

They actually used flintlock rifles.

And it is either a flintlock spear or a flintlock spear imitated by Yingtianhuo.

In addition, they also have full iron armor. Although the Ming Dynasty still maintains the law that no one can privately hide armor, for an arms dealer who built 5,000 sets of full iron armor last year alone, it would not be too much for his bodyguards to wear carburized steel plate armor for each of his bodyguards? Similarly, there were also turrets in his mansion, and it would not be too much for two field guns to be built on them? Last year, his factory built nearly a hundred field guns!

Of course, this fort is strictly a bunker, a bit like a Japanese artillery tower, and is built with cement and local blue bricks purchased from Yingtian.

This kind of bunker is becoming more and more common among the homes of gentry in various places.

Because of the development of industry and commerce, the old social balance was severely impacted, and the social rules of the farming era were also constantly collapsing, resulting in the need of guns and cannons to speak between local gentry, between factory owners and workers, and even between gentry and local officials...

Otherwise, how could Yang Magistrate would have to raise 300 family members to serve as militia? Otherwise, he would easily be blocked by the gentry with cannons.

His county government also has a fort.

The rapid economic development, the imperial power was ineffective, and the spokesperson of the gentry controlled the court. All of this led to the local gentry becoming more and more virtuous and less like Confucian scholars. After all, simple Confucian scholars are useless. They cannot withstand this society with more and more virtuous morals. They are more like the local tyrants when warlords fought in the Republic of China.

For example, Mr. Huang.

Well, this is also Mr. Huang. Although Mr. Huang doesn’t dare to kill the county magistrate, he still dares to kill a few troublemakers.

And the main reason why I dare not kill the county magistrate is that I cannot beat the county magistrate.

After all, Yang County Magistrate has 300 clerks, and he has less than 100 guards...

By the way, even if you are a magistrate Yang, you can be a three-sided governor. If you don’t have any real strength and are just a pure corrupt scholar who is well written in the eight-legged essay, you will probably not live here for three months, and there have been many magistrates who have died suddenly in other places.

However, when it comes to dealing with the unruly people, Magistrate Yang and these local tyrants and evil gentry were still the same.

"Master, the county master has arrived!"

Mr. Huang's captain of the hospital guard team stood behind the field cannon and turned around and said.

Mr. Huang turned his eyes to the county government, and then he saw that Yang Magistrate Yang's bulletproof carriage was coming, which was the new four-wheeled carriage that was currently popular in Nanjing. Then there was a circle of carburized steel plates around it. After all, Yang Magistrate Yang was also worried that he would die here one day, and the carriage was surrounded by fully armed militias.

At the same time, the workers outside Mr. Huang's house, who were crowded with people, also turned around. Three dead bodies were lying in front of these workers, and a few injured were also crying, saying that most of these workers were refugees from other places, and there were no such large population in Wuchang to support these iron ore in the iron ore in the iron ore in the factory, and most of them were refugees from other places to make a living.

They lived a life without overnight food and lived on wages to buy rice.

The Huang family has not paid enough wages for more than three months, and they are all given half of the wages. At the beginning, they are coaxing and cheating, and then threatening to take the lead in asking for wages. These refugees are also timid and have to take half of the wages to grit their teeth and eat braised vegetables every day. After all, Wuchang is surrounded by lakes of all sizes and large. The price is not high in eating this aspect. If you can't afford white rice, can't afford sweet potatoes? Even if a child goes out to fish, he can also add some food to fish in the lake.

but……

It's winter now.

The surrounding lakes have begun to freeze.

Don’t pay for the wages, add some winter clothes and quilts, and repair the shacks they built themselves outside the city. This winter will definitely be difficult to survive.

However……

"Master Qingtian, you have to make a decision for Caomin. The Caomin man was beaten to death by them!"

A woman cried and threw herself in front of County Magistrate Yang's carriage.

"A bold shrew, it is obvious that your man was beaten to death by trespassing into a house and the person who trespassing into a house will be beaten to death immediately. He even dares to falsely accuse a good man here. The Huang family is a scholar in a dress and a local local genius. Even if he comes to the county, he has to submit a message first. You and other bad people dare to be so rude and drag this shrew aside. You dare to make trouble and be careful!"

Magistrate Yang angrily scolded.

"Well?"

The woman was immediately stunned.

Then two servants, who were like wolves and tigers, went directly to pick her up, and while she was struggling and crying, she threw it into the ditch next to her.

The workers watched this scene with grief and anger.

Immediately afterwards, the old servant next to the carriage opened the car door and Magistrate Yang walked out loudly.

"What are you doing?"

Magistrate Yang shouted.

Immediately afterwards, the servants behind him lined up and the latest flintlock rifles aimed at the front.

This kind of thing is indeed expensive outside, but it is not very valuable locally. It is because there are too few craftsmen who make springs, and the materials used must be used to select the best quality ore, and the smelting cannot be the same as ordinary goods, so the output is severely limited. But only local gentry and Yang Magistrate, who earns 200,000 taels of annual income, are not very good at equipping their servants without caring about the cost. Besides, Yang Magistrate’s flintlock rifle is half-buyed and half-needed.

It didn't cost much money either.

"You unruly people can't survive in their own homes, so they came here to find a way out. If there weren't people like the Huang family who accumulated virtue and gave you food to eat, you would have starved to death at this time, and you would have been the young master who was rich and well-dressed. Have you never seen the hunger in the famine? If the Huang family hadn't given you food to eat, your fate would be those hunger. As a human being, you should know how to be grateful and know how to repay kindness. Now that the Huang family is facing difficulties, what is the point of temporarily easeing wages?

His Huang family's business collapsed. Do you have any other way of living?

If you really know how to be grateful, you should not have the wages. It is your repayment to the Huang family for food and clothing over the years!

Everyone hurry up and go to work!

You should work hard at this time.

Don’t always think about wages, be grateful, think more about the Huang family, you work more and build more bird guns. The Huang family sold bird guns and took back the money, and then they would naturally pay you wages.

If you don’t work now, you always think about your wages, and you won’t get wages!"

Magistrate Yang shouted.

Mr. Huang was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

I have to say that although the county magistrate makes money, he is really doing practical things for the gentry. Just because of his words, he has to give him an umbrella of people.

"Master Qingtian, my little mother is starved to death!"

A worker said sadly.

"Why starve to death? Your mother starves to death and you don't starve to death, that means you don't give your mother food. That's because you are unfilial, take down this unfilial son for me!"

Magistrate Yang shouted.

"Master Qingtian, my little mother is seriously ill and can't eat enough!"

The worker shouted in fear.

"That's death from illness. What does your mother have to do with the Huang family? You dare to blackmail the Huang family and take down this dog thing!"

Magistrate Yang shouted.

"Master, you can't stop letting the young people talk, right?"

Another worker who was obviously knowledgeable said in grief.

"I'm so bold. Even I dare to frame the official. Have you ever blocked your words and taken down this troublemaker who framed me!"

Magistrate Yang shouted.

The servants immediately stepped forward to arrest people, and the workers were also angry and came forward to stop them one by one. Magistrate Yang pulled out his short gun without hesitation and pulled the trigger in the sky. The gunshots sounded. The workers looked at him in shock. Magistrate Yang sneered and threw the short gun to the old servant. The latter quickly handed him a new one. He was holding the short gun and watching the workers...

"I will go back to work honestly. I am the magistrate of Wuchang. These are the officials in this county. If you dare to make trouble, be careful."

He shouted.

"Brothers, we can starve to death if we can't get the wages. Today, we just follow these dog officials..."

A worker shouted in anger in the crowd.

Magistrate Yang pulled the trigger at him without hesitation, and the bullet hit his forehead instantly. The worker fell backward with anger.

The other workers were silent...

"If you dare to make trouble, just kill me, don't worry, be prepared to fire a gun!"

County Magistrate Yang said with a sneer.

The servants aimed at the workers in their hands, and the workers stood there with grief and anger. At the same time, Mr. Huang also walked off the fort with satisfaction, walked to the gate with the guard guard to stand behind the barricades piled up with sandbags and watched the scene.

"I have difficulties now. Brothers are more considerate. When I complete this batch of goods, I will pay you all the wages after receiving the money. These brothers are also impulsive. Forget it, I am gone, so I will not be bothering them. Huang Fu, go back and buy them a few coffins. After all, I will get along with each other and give them three taels of silver. I will also accumulate virtue and do good deeds."

He said.

The butler next to him agreed quickly.

"It's indeed a family of local sages, but it's different. When I take paper and pen, I want to add a lintel to Huang Taigong!"

Magistrate Yang said with emotion.

Mr. Huang thanked him quickly, but he laughed so hard.

This is not a family lintel. This is what he told him to charge. County Magistrate Yang solved such a big problem for him, and I am afraid that two thousand taels will not be able to be saved.

Magistrate Yang smiled and turned around. His old servant took out the paper and pen from the carriage. Then Magistrate Yang took it. But at this moment, he was suddenly stunned. Then he stared at the back of the old servant, where something was falling from the sky. It was a black ball, but there was a trace of smoke behind the ball...
Chapter completed!